Although it was a joke, it didn't matter, Yuan Zhao left Jinyuntai with relief. After Lingqi's guidance, he went to Shenmu Cliff where Hongye practiced his art. Chenyue Zhenren had gone into seclusion, but she had not, and was identifying herbs in the cliff valley.

Yuan Zhao's arrival made Hongye, who was inspecting the growth of herbs in the garden, overjoyed. He came quickly and looked up and down when he approached.

"Huh? How many levels of Qi Refining are you at, Your Highness?"

After not seeing each other for a year, the old names came out of my mouth.

"I don't know," Yuan Zhao didn't blame her. He looked down at himself with a smile and said, "Even Fairy Lingqi can't see through it. I don't study well, so I can't see through it."

Perhaps the sect master's golden orchid seal is disturbing people's ears, or perhaps the cultivation effect of the demigod's body is different and ordinary monks cannot understand it.

Hongye couldn't help but giggle when she heard that she was reading less.

What His Highness said is true. Since arriving at Lingqiu Continent, she has only attended school for half a day, and she has literally flown before she even learned to walk.

If the foundation is not laid well, it will be a trivial matter, and if the cultivation level collapses, it will lead to a madness at the least, and death in the worst case.

"In this case, Your Highness will stop practicing in the near future and go to class first." When it comes to serious matters, Hongye is worried that if she steps too fast, it will be counterproductive. "If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. If he does not have a solid foundation, he will

False."

When you get through the tribulation, but your cultivation is vulnerable, wouldn’t it be doomed?

"I do have this intention." Yuan Zhao was convinced, "I will go to Jiuquan Mountain later to ask about tomorrow's course schedule, and I will stop by the library to have a look."

Of course, there are suitable courses, and you can leave after listening.

The time in this world of cultivation is fleeting, and her mind is still empty. The book Qinghe and Hongye brought back was a thick stack and she only read a dozen pages, as if she was wasting her time, sorry for her parents, the sect and herself.

, Full of guilt.

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. You can do whatever you want." Hongye has lived for thousands of years, how can we not see her psychological burden? She smiled lightly, "Whether I can stay in the sect or not, I, Qinghe, will be with you."

Your Highness will advance and retreat together..."

"Why don't you put the sect's kindness in accepting and nurturing me?" Yuan Zhao glanced at her, "Although I entered Taoism late, my understanding is no worse than outsiders, so I won't be kicked out."

If she goes down the mountain in the future, she will definitely want to go down, so why will she be kicked out?

"Yes, yes, this subordinate has a different idea." Hongye pretended to be serious and followed the etiquette of a palace lady, and teased, "Your Highness has been smart since childhood, how can it be difficult for you to deal with anything?"

"As long as you understand." Yuan Zhao accepted her flattery unceremoniously and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving."

If you don't leave, classes at Jiuquan Palace will be dismissed.

"Hey, your highness, wait a minute!" Hongye called Yuan Zhao, put his hands together, then took out the sachet and shook it a few times, and a bunch of small bottles and jars fell into Yuan Zhao's hand with a thump, "This is what I practiced this year.

Please keep the medicine and take it slowly..."

There are Gu Yuan Dan, which can be taken during the Qi refining period to stabilize the breath; Pei Yuan Dan, taken during the foundation building period, can nourish Yuan and condense Qi.

Yuan Zhao held a bunch of bottles and jars, composed himself, and was about to speak. Hongye suddenly remembered that she didn't have a sachet yet, so he simply put the bottles and jars back into the sachet and tied it around her waist again:

"You take it, it's easier to carry."

Yuan Zhao: "...Hongye, it is against the rules of the sect to hide elixirs secretly." If you are going to be kicked out, do you know how to cut it?

She came here purely to visit the class today, not to catch the autumn wind.

As for the sect rules and disciple rules, although I haven't memorized them by heart, the precautions have been deeply ingrained in my mind and I will never violate them.

Gu Liao

"Don't worry," Hongye looked around and saw no one around, whispered, "I have already informed the real person, and I hid it only after he agreed."

She is not stupid. There are many precious immortal plants in Shenmu Cliff that she has never seen before. How can she break the ban so easily?

Besides, Master Chenyue said that Her Highness’s future needs for elixirs will be fulfilled by her. If she can’t learn it, she will allocate the elixirs according to the sect’s rules. How to make it happen? Those used by her own people must be the best.

Therefore, she studied very hard at Shenmu Cliff.

"You can make progress step by step." After hearing the advice, Yuan Zhao said, "Haste makes waste, and rushing for success often misses the chance of success, and you will regret it later. I have achieved something even if I don't take the pill, and you don't need to be blind. worry."

"Don't worry, Your Highness," Hong Ye took Yuan Zhao for a walk on the field ridge in the cool breeze and said with a smile, "Actually, after a year of exploration, I have gradually realized that I may have to retreat in the mountains recently, and I am worried that I don't know where Your Highness is. Wake up when..."

Although there are Lu Yao and Hong Yan waiting for them, they are just two puppets after all, they are puppets.

Once she and Qinghe practiced in seclusion, closing their five senses and not knowing the passage of time in the outside world. The three of them were all spirit bodies, and they did not need to eat or drink during this period. As time passed, the two puppets lost the support of their spiritual power and returned to their original shape, lying silently in the corridor. , or in the courtyard, or in the kitchen.

When His Highness wakes up and finds that the huge bamboo building is empty, won't he be filled with melancholy?

Of course, these words can only be said in the heart, and it is not appropriate to explain them clearly.

"... When you encounter difficulties, you can ask Lingqi for help. It is said that her cultivation is difficult to improve and she has given up practice long ago. She concentrates on running errands at Jinyuntai and helping the sect leader with chores. She is very free..."

Whenever she had free time, she would go to the Tongque Terrace to ask her ancestors for advice on how to live forever.

Lingqi was originally a wandering soul, and a chance allowed her to attach herself to the sword and become the weapon spirit of Zhenjun Xiyan. As long as the sword is not destroyed, she will always exist. The years are long, and she really can't hold on anymore. He spends his days sleeping in the sword.

It’s the same principle as the petrified immortality of blue cranes and red leaves.

There are tens of thousands of different methods of practice, and all sentient beings can always choose the law of survival that suits them.

"While we are in seclusion, Your Highness will be at ease in everything we do. If we encounter any unsolvable difficulties, we will face them together when we come out of seclusion. Do not go into danger alone, or we will regret it for the rest of our lives..." When parting, Hong Ye That's a lot of advice.

Seeing her worried expression, Yuan Zhao readily agreed.

She always sticks to her word and never fails to speak to her subordinates.

After receiving the promise, Hongye breathed a sigh of relief, smiled slightly and gave her a blessing as she walked away...

Yuan Zhao, on the other hand, left Shenmu Cliff and went straight to Jiuquan Palace. As expected, she had finished her studies. Just in time, she went to the cafeteria to have lunch. Although she didn't need to eat or drink, besides practicing cultivation, she only had such a hobby in life, how could she miss it?

It was still free, and just for the satisfaction of freeloading, she took her meal and chose a good seat by the window in the cafeteria to sit down.

Before she could sit down, a few people rushed in at the door of the cafeteria. One of them had a keen sense of touch and recognized her figure with just the corner of his eye. He screamed in surprise:

"Ah Shao?! You're finally back?! When did you come back? I miss you so much -"

Yuan Zhao: "..."

Use your head to guarantee that what the other party misses is not her, but the gossip.

"How are you? Have you been promoted? How many levels are you in?"

One year apart, Leyao, who had only met once, ran over excitedly, not even bothering to serve food. I was so envious! Those who can practice under the sect master Zhenjun are definitely not mediocre, she has such thighs
Chapter completed!