If anyone in Xiliang City is the most mysterious, it must be this national teacher.

In Donglin Kingdom, the national master adopted the abdication system. The newly appointed national master has been missing for six years since he appeared in Xiliang City once six years ago.

It is said that the emperors in Donglin only saw him once!

Now, he appears again?

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the private room on the second floor curiously.

I heard that the National Master is as beautiful as a god and man, and they also want to see the immortal face!

However, Fu San stood in front of the door and blocked the beauty of the room.

Ye Qingran's heart trembled.

Since the failure of the burglary in the mansion and sleeping in a daze, Ye Qingran has been drinking all day long. When it comes to the word "National Master", his hair stands up as if he is facing a great enemy.

I'm afraid he recognizes himself!

However, before Ye Qingran responded, another voice came.

"My prince said that there are still spaces in the private room. If Miss Ye doesn't dislike it, please come in and have a cup of tea."

Everyone was stunned.

That box belongs to the Ninth Prince!

The Ninth Prince actually threw out an olive branch like Ye Qingran?

One by one, his eyes shot at Ye Qingran.

They just don’t understand how a waste without spiritual roots can win the favor of the two most mysterious people in Xiliang City?

Ye Qingran was quite surprised.

On this side, the national teacher and the nine kings, it seems that she is not good for her to refuse anyone.

She patrols around, and then walks towards the Xuanyuan Sword Sect where Ye Li is located under the gaze of everyone.

"Is there anyone here?"

Ye Li was stunned. He originally planned to invite Ye Qingran over. However, seeing that the National Master and the Ninth Prince invited her, he gave up the idea. He thought Ye Qingran would choose one. Unexpectedly, she chose him.

"No, you can sit down."

"Thank you." Ye Qingran said thank you, then hugged her fists at the two private rooms upstairs, "Thank you for the invitation from the National Master and the Ninth Prince. Since there is still an extra seat below, I will not disturb the National Master and the Ninth Prince."

Soon, the Qingyun Festival began.

The Xuanshi who passed the Wuji Hall assessment at the beginning of this year all walked up to the central high platform and stood in a row. The deacons of the Wuji Hall, namely Mu Yuanzheng, wore medals to them one by one.

The medal is an egg-sized bronze medal with obscure inscriptions carved around it, and in the middle is a knife and a sword crossing into an x-character.

This is a medal that symbolizes the identity of Xuanshi, and is common to the entire continent. With this medal, one can be a true practitioner and a pass to major regions of the mainland.

The crown of glory is infinite.

On the platform, dozens of people were excited and proud.

Since then, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish are leaping.

Their future is bright.

Ye Qingran's eyes fell on these people, thinking about other things, with deep eyes. This scene was in the eyes of others, but it had another meaning.

Zhao Yan from Guanglu Mansion was also present. Seeing Ye Qingran's eyes, she couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Ye Qingran, no matter how envious you are, it is useless, because you, a waste who doesn't even have spiritual roots, will never be on the Taoist list and will never get the Xuanshi Medal!"

Because of Zhao Hao's incident, she hated Ye Qingran to the core, so she performed her best in ridicule at the Qingyun Grand Fair.

Ye Sisi naturally would not miss this opportunity.

"Sister, you have no spiritual roots and cannot enter the Taoist list and get the medal representing Xuanshi. But it doesn't matter. When I enter the Taoist list and get the medal next year, I will definitely share it with you."

Many people pointed around, mocking or sympathizing with Ye Qingran.

If you are not talented, you may be able to enter the Taoist list and get the medal through acquired efforts.

But if there is no spiritual root, even if you work hard, it will be in vain. Ye Qingran is really pitiful. He may not be able to enter the Taoist list in this life, and he can only live in the mud and rest on others' breath.

In the box on the second floor, Fu San couldn't help feeling distressed for Ye Qingran as he listened to everyone's introduction.

"Master, Miss Ye is so pitiful! Otherwise, let's help her imagine a solution?"

Fu Hanxiu looked at Fu San with some difficulty, thinking whether he had arranged too few tasks for him recently, otherwise why would he have so much time to meddle in other people's business?

But Ye Qingran, who was downstairs, slowly stood up, her bright red lips curled up with a shallow curve.

"I don't have spiritual roots now, so what? Today next year, I will definitely have my name on the Taoist list!"

Before everyone could react, she heard her arrogantly say: "However, what I, Ye Qingran, wanted was never a Taoist list, but a soaring up to the nine-level sky, like the Human Emperor Wuji, suppressing an era!"

It seemed that she was frightened by her overly astonishing remarks. For a moment, a needle could be heard in Wuji Palace.

After a moment, someone sneered: "You don't even have a spiritual root, and you still want to become a person like the Human Emperor Wuji? Isn't it a fool?"

Everyone agreed, thinking that Ye Qingran was too ambitious.

To speak big, you have to have a degree. If they are just on the Taoist list, they will barely believe it. But if they become an existence like the Human Emperor Wuji, even those peerless geniuses today will not dare to think about it.

After the ceremony, there is a banquet, during which there will be people competing to entertain and exchange experiences.

Ye Qingran was indifferent to this.

So, he stood up and left.

A crisp sound came from Lang Lang, making a loud sound: "How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan? If you don't believe it, then you can wait and see."
Chapter completed!