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Chapter Forty-One: An Encounter

Night falls.

"Youruo." Nuwa put down the document and walked to Feng Lin.

"See the Empress."

"If you are in poor health, you will avoid these etiquettes."

"Yes." Feng Lin looked at Nuwa's gentle face. This kind of gentleness is definitely not for an outsider, Feng Lin is sure.

"How does it feel?"

"Auntie takes good care of her, everything is fine."

"Well, that's fine. I have something happening recently, so it will take a long time to see Youruo."

"Empress, please be busy, girl, I'll take care of you."

"Maisan is taking care of me, of course I'm relieved." Nuwa looked at Feng Lin's eyes and deliberately avoided herself, "When everything is over, I'll take you out of here, okay?"

Feng Lin frowned and asked uncertainly: "What?"

"Nothing." Nuwa smiled bitterly, "You have a good rest." She stood up and left.

Before leaving, his eyes signaled Maisang.

"Empress." Massan saluted.

"Sister, she's fine."

"Don't worry, my dear, my body is slowly recovering."

"What question did she ask?"

"Everyone told me by the empress, the girl asked me all the time."

"Oh." Nuwa frowned. "No matter how my sister becomes, she is still so careful."

"Empress, I have always wanted to ask why the Empress must seal everything about the girl."

"It turns out that she is too far away from me, and sealing the original one makes me closer to her."

Maisang looked at Nuwa and sighed. "Today, the leader of the Fu tribe met the girl."

"She! How could you see her?" Nuwa turned her head.

"The patriarch saw it, but she didn't want to pay attention."

"That's fine." Nuwa's hand tightly.

Nuwa looked at the white lotus in the pond and said, "Look for someone to pick some and send it to you."

"yes."

The lotus leaves are next to the lotus, and the lotus faces the moon, everything is wishful thinking.

Feng Lin looked out the screen window, looking at the moon outside the window, the wind twitched the hair on her forehead. Why did she feel familiar to her? She raised her hand in front of her, "Ping."

Feng Lin sat at the end of the bed and looked at himself in the mirror. "Wow" Feng Lin fell on the bed, "Who am I!"

the next day

"Girl, Lan Ping is waiting outside the door and says she wants to see you."

"Let her come in."

Maisang signaled to the maid next to him.

Lan Ping was taken to Feng Lin.

Lan Ping saluted, "Thank you, sister for helping her."

"It's just a matter of raising your hand." Feng Lin put on a veil.

"I still have to thank you for what I should thank you." Lan Ping chuckled.

Feng Lin looked at Lan Ping, with no soil on her face, and stared at Feng Lin with a faint blue pupil. Feng Lin signaled the maid next to her to get some food.

But after a while, the table was filled with food. Lanping stood beside her, her eyes wide open.

"Sit down."

Lan Ping sat down obediently.

"Eat." Feng Lin said softly.

"Yes!" Lan Ping looked up at Feng Lin's eyes. "Can I?"

"Yes." Feng Lin nodded.

"Thank you." Lan Ping immediately picked up the chopsticks and started eating. "Don't you eat it?"

Feng Lin picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Am I hungry?"

Lan Ping calculated the time, "You don't have breakfast."

"I don't seem to feel hungry." Feng Lin put down his tea.

Lan Ping looked at Feng Lin, "You must be a cultivator, otherwise you wouldn't be hungry."

"A person who practices?"

"Well, you won't know."

Feng Lin lowered his head and thought for a few moments, shook his head.

Lan Ping picked up a piece of pastry and said while eating: "Seven Realms have carried spiritual power since birth. This is called innate spiritual power. The strength of this spiritual power determines whether you can condense it and make it use it for yourself. But so long has passed, even if your original spiritual power is weak, you can still practice it, but the level of cultivation will be lower than the original spiritual power. It mainly depends on whether you have this life." Lan Ping took the last bite of pastry.

"Then I..."

"Cultivation is divided into seventh-level mortals, immortals, gods, gods, gods, and holy. Like my sister, at least she can get the divine level."

"Divine level...but..." Feng Lin tried to condense his spiritual power more than once, but nothing happened.

Lan Ping looked at Feng Lin, "You..."

"I can't feel my spiritual power."

Lan Ping put down her chopsticks and held Feng Lin's hand in her hand. "It's not an illusion..." Lan Ping sat down.

"What?"

"When you met me yesterday, I felt that your temperature was abnormal, sister. At that time, I thought it was due to the weather. Now I know..." Lan Ping suddenly stopped.

Feng Lin signaled the maid to go down.

The maid went down one by one.

Lan Ping continued, "The body temperature is low. It is possible that you have spiritual power in yourself, and it is cold-type spiritual power. Elements such as water, ice, and wind are all cold-type. Now you don't have spiritual power in your body. It is very likely that it is because of some factor, but I don't know the specific one. We have to find someone."

"who?"

"My grandma, they know everything."

"Your mother?"

"Well, my mother knows astronomy and geography." Lan Ping nodded affirmatively.

"Can you take me there?" A glimmer of hope ignited in Feng Lin's eyes.

"Yes." Lan Ping approached Feng Lin's ear and whispered: "But my mother doesn't like the crowds. We'll go quietly at night, how about it?"

"Yes." Feng Lin nodded.

"But I'm still curious why Nuwa takes special care of you, my sister."

"The Empress said she saved me."

Lan Ping almost choked to death, "Nuwa is full of maternal love."

"?"

"You don't know that the Empress has two princess sisters who were thrown into the palace that was 100,800 miles away. Regardless of the matter, the elders advised her to take it back, but the Empress didn't listen at all."

"Why, the Empress is so cruel to these two princesses?"

"Who knows." Lan Ping shook her head, "We'd better not worry about this family matter. I think it's better to leave here as soon as possible when my sister recovers everything, so as not to get involved in royal affairs."

"Um."

Heaven.

"Empress." The secret guard saluted.

"Is things done?" Queen Mother gently caresses the lotus petals.

"Well, most tribes in the Five Elements Kingdom are willing to help the Empress."

"Where is the divine beast?"

"What the Empress knows is that the people of the divine beasts are just those who are small. They have no ambitions, so they know that they are fighting and killing inside their small place."

The Queen Mother put down her hand, "The same between the two demons?"

"They are no longer concerned about the world and live a mortal life."

"Such as they...the elves?"

"The whereabouts of the Elf King Changshou are not dark"

"This little guy Chang Chu is leisurely. Forget it, he just needs not to bother me. What about Cheng Qi and the others?"

"There are natural remains in Kunlun and there is no intention to leave."

"I figured it out." The Queen Mother held the lotus stem in her hand, "Bang." The lotus was broken by the Queen Mother. "Nuwa!" The Queen Mother looked at the lotus on the ground fiercely, "I won in the end."

Chapter completed!
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