When Rong Xian appeared in the Xiaojian Space again, she was still unable to recover.

She is the way of heaven in that world, and she is addicted to cultivation and cannot extricate herself.

Perhaps after several epochs, she succeeded until the heaven and earth entered the Dharma-Ending Age, technology replaced cultivation, and the new way of heaven slowly reborn, and she succeeded and retired.

Rong Xian looked at the stone tablet in front of her and saw a trace of depression flashing in her eyes. It was so good to practice without caring about it, but she couldn't continue practicing.

Rong Xian couldn't help but sigh: "My destiny is always so bumpy, and I can't even be comfortable in practicing. It's so sad."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she was the only one here, and no one could hear her complaining any time she complained.

Rong Xian: "..." Let's talk to someone.

Although she has been practicing very well, she still has a lot of talk.

Rong Xian looked down at her soul emitting white light, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The realm of the soul actually reached the peak of the earth immortal without realizing it, and it was only one step before entering the realm of the heavenly immortal.

However, this is also expected. After being in the Heavenly Dao for so long, her realm would be unreasonable if she did not improve.

After she settles these insights, she will make a breakthrough again.

When he walked out of the small world for the second time, Rong Xian roughly understood the meaning of the path of life and death.

This is a shortcut for the Sword Emperor to give her to improve her cultivation level as soon as possible, and it also contains crisis.

If she expected it was right, this crisis was the last sentence left by Emperor Sword before his death: the truth about his besiege back then.

Rong Xian took a deep breath. Since she had received the blessing of the Sword Emperor, the cause and effect of the Sword Emperor should be taken over by her. The truth must be hidden in a small world, and she will know sooner or later.

Rong Xian stepped forward and walked into the stone tablet.

The scenery in front of you flashed, and the person had returned to the space of consciousness.

Looking up at the dim little sword, she dispersed and had returned to her body.

Rong Xian sat on the chair and looked at the unchanged Yukong, supporting her head with one hand, her mouth slightly raised, and her clear phoenix eyes were shining brightly. Looking back, she didn't know how many romantic and ups and downs there were.

On the border of North Zhao, Fu Yuhuang, who was drinking with Ye Qingfeng, was slightly paused.

Countless memories came, and she was holding a wine glass in her hand, but she couldn't help but close her eyes.

A powerful aura rose from her, but it seemed to be covered by something, and she couldn't get out of the yard at all.

Ye Qingfeng's hand shook, his expression full of astonishment.

If he had no mistake in response, this power should be in the realm of a half-step Tianxian.

Isn’t Fu Yuhuang a third-level cultivator of the Earth Immortal? He is almost breaking through to the celestial immortal after just drinking a glass of wine. Is he dreaming?

Even with Ye Qingfeng's calmness, he couldn't help but be shocked.

After Fu Yuhuang digested these memories, she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were full of indifference and majesty, which was unique to the laws of heaven.

Ye Qingfeng was stared at by these eyes, but felt as if he was stared at by the Eye of Heavenly Punishment above his head.

That is the power of heaven and earth that cannot be resisted, and that is the supreme power gathered by the world.

Under those eyes, all living beings are ants.

That is the power of the way of heaven.

Fortunately, this feeling just passed away in an instant.

Fu Yuhuang blinked, and all the inexplicable emotions in her eyes disappeared.

She looked at Ye Qingfeng, who was pale and teased, "Is Qingfeng drunk?"

Ye Qingfeng looked at Fu Yuhuang deeply, put the wine glass on the stone table, rubbing the edge of the glass, and said warmly: "That's not. It's just that today I discovered that Yuhuang is particularly similar to my old friend."

Fu Yuhuang suddenly became interested, and she asked enthusiastically: "I wonder who can make Qingfeng miss it so much?"

Ye Qingfeng said half-truely: "I call her the Lord."

Fu Yuhuang: "..." Surprisingly, she almost flashed her waist.

Ye Qingfeng seemed to be excited and did not treat Fu Yuhuang as an outsider at all, "I believe Yuhuang has also heard of the Demon Prison of the Bing Bing Demon Prison, so my Lord has been suppressing the Demon Prison of the Bing Bing. Legend has it that the Demon Prison of the Bing Bing is a magical artifact born from the natural world, and it has the power of the Heavenly Way in it."

He smiled and said, "After suppressing the Demon Prison of the Bingbing Demon Prison, his condition was very similar to that of Yuhuang just now, and he had a trace of the power of heaven and earth on his body. Not only that, Yuhuang and Yuhuang also looked a little similar. If you two hadn't had different personalities, I might have recognized the wrong person."

Fu Yuhuang: "..." Does this count as shooting himself in the foot?

Why do you have to ask more questions?

Ye Qingfeng is a smiling fox. A little clue can help him find the truth.

Fu Yuhuang was confused, and she was calm and calm on her face. She laughed dryly and forced herself to change the topic: "When we go out this time, Qingfeng can introduce you to your Lord to me."

Ye Qingfeng responded very seriously. After a change of tone, he suddenly asked, "I heard that Yuhuang is the apprentice of Emperor Rong Guo Jian, who is the senior sister of the new Emperor Rong Guo, I wonder if he should take it seriously?"

Fu Yuhuang's expression could not see any clues, but instead she felt a faint coldness and said, "I am the disciple of the Sword Emperor, but I am not the senior sister of the new emperor."

She lifted her eyelids and said with great joy and anger: "The new emperor was just lucky to become the emperor. Compared to the new emperor's tenderness, I think Rongguo needs a new sword emperor to take over the power. What do you think?"

Fu Yuhuang, who forcibly added a character to herself, tried Ye Qingfeng again after a disagreement.

Ye Qingfengqing chuckled, and there was no emotion in her deep eyes. She also had a gentle tone that was not easy to detect and said: "Since the Sword Emperor has passed the throne, Yuhuang should return to Rongguo to assist the new emperor. Even if you don't believe in the new emperor, you should believe in the Sword Emperor's vision."

Fu Yuhuang raised her eyebrows high, and she thought it was really interesting to see the two sides confront each other like this.

She snorted coldly, picked up the wine jar and turned over and lay on the plum tree, and said angrily: "Everyone has a time to get out of the way. Whether the new Emperor Rong Guo can hold the throne depends on her ability."

She turned sideways and ignored Ye Qingfeng under the tree, and implemented it thoroughly.

Fu Yuhuang took the wine jar and poured herself a few big mouthfuls of wine, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were filled with natural joy.

She really found it interesting and even eliminated Ye Qingfeng's suspicion and beat Rong Xian's identity as a arch enemy was implemented.

She didn't feel embarrassed to deceive her subordinates by changing her identities.

Well, it seems a bit terrible.

Ye Qingfeng's expression did not change, but his heart was shocked.

At this time, I was not confused about the similarity between Fu Yuhuang and the Lord, but quickly sent a message to the Lord, asking the Lord to find a way to comfort Fu Yuhuang or solve it.

After all, this person is thinking about the dragon throne under the butt of the Lord. In addition to the Lord, his father Ye Wenchun is also the prime minister of the dynasty.

No matter what it is for, he must be optimistic about such a traitor as Fu Yuhuang.

In Ganjing Palace, Rong Xian, who was leaning on the chair, couldn't help laughing.

Her breath was pleasant and relaxed, as if she was infected by her, and the entire palace was filled with a sense of relaxation and joy.
Chapter completed!