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In the dark secret room, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed into water droplets slowly flowed in the air.
Luo Huali pouted her little mouth and walked into the secret room with a depressed face. She lay down on the large and soft couch in the secret room and took off the black veil on her face with one move, revealing a delicate and perfect face.
She took out countless spiritual fruits from the storage ring, stuffed them one by one into her little mouth, and chewed them.
She has a hobby that has not changed for more than a hundred years. When she is happy, she likes to eat snacks. When she is depressed, she also likes to eat a lot of snacks.
Of course, as the thirteenth princess of the royal family of the Qingyuan Kingdom and the fifth deputy head of the Taiqing Sect, her snacks are all kinds of spiritual fruits that even the strong souls in the Soul Refining Realm dream of, all of which are at the level of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
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If ordinary people can eat one, even if they cannot live forever, they can still increase their skills for decades out of thin air, and there is no problem in reaching the innate level of strength.
Of course, ordinary people must be able to withstand the majestic spiritual energy and mana contained in these spiritual fruits.
From the corner of the secret room, a slim figure walked out. It was a woman wearing a blue robe with a pretty and pure face. Seeing Luo Huali's unhappy look, she remembered the scene on the ring just now, and a smile suddenly appeared on her lips.
He saluted Luo Huali and said, "Qingluan has met His Highness Thirteenth Prince."
This woman is none other than Qingluan, she is Yan Yunzi's maid, and Luo Huali is Yan Yunzi's younger sister. The three of them have known each other since they were children in the palace and share a love for each other.
"Qingluan is free of charge." Luo Huali continued to lie on the soft couch, pouting his little mouth and sullenly, holding an apple-like spiritual fruit in his hand. Thinking of the embarrassment of being smashed into the arena floor a dozen times just now,
Her teeth were itching with hatred, and she turned to the dark corner and complained: "Sister, I am so embarrassed this time. Your Du Feiyun is so annoying. He actually swatted me on the ring like a mosquito.
After more than a dozen blows, my embarrassed look will definitely spread throughout the Taiqing Sect very quickly. Sister, you must discipline this guy well. How can anyone bully a girl like this? He simply doesn’t know how to show mercy to a girl."
As Luo Huali spoke, his embroidered eyebrows were still beating, and it was obvious that the anger in his heart was still lingering. At this time, in the corner of the secret room, behind a black door with a sealing formation, a voice with a slight joking smile came.
"Humph, I told you a long time ago that I told you not to show off and just go through the motions of helping Du Feiyun. It's you who insists on showing off. It's better now. Isn't it embarrassing? You are really asking for trouble."
That voice is always so calm and gentle, as if it is born with an honorable temperament. There is no doubt that the owner of this voice is not Yan Yunzi, but who else.
Luo Huali was furious. He originally wanted to report to Yan Yunzi and sue Du Feiyun for his crimes, but he didn't expect to get such an answer. His face suddenly fell down, and he looked aggrieved, which was pitiful.
"Pfft..." Qingluan immediately lowered his head and couldn't help laughing in a low voice.
"Sister, you are so unkind. I am your sister, but you don't speak for me, and you still talk to that brat Du Feiyun." Luo Huali pouted her mouth angrily, rolled her big eyes, and suddenly thought of
What's going on, with a clear look on his face. "Oh, I see, sister, you have fallen in love with this guy. Hehe, no wonder you defend him so much that you don't even care about my sister."
"I'm going to tell my mother that you have fallen in love with your disciple and want to have an affair with him. Hey, unless you help me teach him a lesson, sister, I will send a message to my mother later...
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Yan Yunzi's voice never sounded, and he didn't answer her for a long time. Luo Huali thought he had guessed the answer, and he suddenly became more and more happy. At this time, Qingluan came over, looked at her with a slightly strange expression, and reminded softly: "Thirteen
Your Highness, Your Highness Ninth Prince is in retreat at a critical moment, so you’d better not disturb her.”
"In addition, Qingluan feels that there is no need to be angry, His Highness Ninth Prince. Du Feiyun is extremely talented and highly relied upon by His Highness Ninth Prince. He is also fighting for the glory of Liuyun Sect. As long as Du Feiyun defeats Shi Duanliu tomorrow, your failure will be of no consequence.
We take people to heart, and as a disciple of the Chuan Gong Hall lineage, you are honored."
After Qingluan said this, Luo Huali calmed down. She rolled her eyes a few times and thought about it in her heart. She felt that Qingluan's words made sense, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.
"Qingluan, let's go." Luo Huali quickly jumped down from the soft couch and pulled Qingluan to leave the secret room. Qingluan didn't know what she was going to do, so he had to follow her.
The two flew at lightning speed, and after a while they arrived at Liuguang Peak, entered the secret room, and saw Du Feiyun who had just returned to the secret room and was practicing to recover his magic power.
Luo Huali floated to Du Feiyun's side with a sly smile on his face. He was about to release the magic sound to scare Du Feiyun. Unexpectedly, Du Feiyun suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at her with a look in his eyes.
A playful smile.
"Uh." Seeing that his little trick was seen through, Luo Huali was a little embarrassed. He immediately returned to his previous attitude of a little goblin, winking at Du Feiyun and throwing a charming wink. "Little brother Feiyun.
, you must be exhausted today, come on, my sister will treat you to something to eat, you must quickly restore your mana."
Du Feiyun said nothing, looked at Qingluan beside her who had a slightly weird expression, and then continued to look at Luo Huali, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, but still did not speak. Luo Huali curled his lips and continued to pretend to be kind.
He took out a lot of spiritual fruits like apples and plums, handed them to Du Feiyun and said, "I didn't expect you, brother Feiyun, to be so powerful. Remember to recover your mana quickly and beat down that arrogant Shi Duanliu tomorrow. Finally,
It would be better if he was beaten naked like Xuan Xia."
Luo Huali said expectantly, holding his little fists to encourage Du Feiyun. Du Feiyun had not spoken yet, but at this time he smiled slightly, looked at Luo Huali's pretty face who was very close at hand, and reminded him kindly:
"Kid, you're not wearing your veil."
"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded, and Luo Huali immediately covered his pretty face and escaped from the secret room without looking back, as fast as lightning.
Du Feiyun felt it was funny, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Qingluan's expression was a little unnatural. He wanted to explain something, but he didn't know where to start.
Seeing Qingluan's reaction, Du Feiyun smiled kindly at her, looked in the direction Luo Huali was leaving, looked at Qingluan, and pointed at his head. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was obvious.
"Is Luo Huali not thinking well?"
When Qingluan saw Du Feiyun's movements, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he smiled, nodded slightly, and showed a hint of apology on his face. Although she didn't say anything, her meaning was obvious: "Your Highness, Thirteenth Prince, she
I just want to care about you, please don’t mind if I disturb your practice.”
"Oh." Du Feiyun nodded clearly, secretly thinking that it was indeed the case.
Qingluan left soon, leaving Du Feiyun alone in the secret room, holding the few spiritual fruits in his hand, holding them in front of his eyes and looking at them, knowing that these spiritual fruits were all treasures of heaven and earth that were comparable to the top spiritual elixirs.
He also felt warm in his heart, and said to himself: "Although Luo Huali has some brain problems, she is still quite kind-hearted, and these fruits are treasures. She usually covers her face, and I thought she was too ugly to be seen by others, but she didn't
I thought that my little face was so...cute."
Soon, Du Feiyun ate the two spiritual fruits, took dozens of Tianling Pills, and began to practice cross-legged to restore his mana. His goal was to challenge the three deputy heads of the Nascent Soul Realm, and what would be left tomorrow
The last one, and also the strongest one, can stop the flow of magical craftsmanship with bare hands.
Xue Bing and Hao Shunzi are currently staying in Liuguang Peak to practice quietly. This time they have achieved a huge harvest. Thanks to Du Feiyun, they easily won the fifth and sixth places. The rewards after the Tao Discussion Conference will definitely be
It's extremely rich.
Within the Taiqing Sect, hundreds of thousands of disciples spread word of mouth. Within two or three hours, the news of Du Feiyun's successive victories over Bingjian and Luo Huali spread. Almost everyone knew about it, and everyone knew about it.
Even the elders who are in retreat have heard about it.
Even the first three deputy heads, who rarely appeared in public, heard about Du Feiyun's deeds and began to secretly pay attention to the biggest dark horse in a century. Du Feiyun, who was recovering his mana in the secret room, had no idea that he and Shi
In the decisive battle of Duanliu, more than a dozen Supreme Elders and two deputy heads decided to watch the battle.
At the same time, in the Hall of Creation in the Taiqing Palace, Shi Duanliu was staying in an elegant and quiet study room, recalling the scene on the ring just now. His face became solemn, and he thought for a moment, and a question appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A hint of sneer.
"I really didn't expect that this Du Feiyun is such a monster. He even defeated Bingjian and Luo Huali. Now, he actually wants to challenge me and want to win the first place in this Dao Discussion Conference!"
"The first place in this Dao Discussion Conference must be mine according to the usual practice, and the reward for first place should also be mine. Master spent hundreds of years of hard work and countless resources to refine a mid-grade soul weapon, and is planning to
You took this opportunity to give it to me openly and honestly, but I didn’t expect that Du Feiyun would interfere with me, and I would be damned to death.”
Obviously, there are sect rules within the Taiqing Sect. Even if Elder Creation is responsible for refining magic weapons for the disciples of the sect, he cannot secretly pass on magic weapons to his disciples for personal gain, especially treasures of astonishing value such as Horcruxes.
Looking at Bingjian, who is the deputy leader, but only has one low-grade soul weapon, we can know that any disciple who wants to obtain the treasure given by the sect must perform meritorious service, or exchange it with the sect's contribution, or...
, win the victory in the discussion conference.
Otherwise, the elders of each faction within the sect will desperately cultivate their own power and consume the sect's resources to train their own disciples. Naturally, the Taiqing Sect will not allow this kind of behavior that harms the public and enriches private interests.
Elder Creation wanted to give Shi Duanliu a middle-grade soul weapon, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to award it to him from the sect in an honest and fair manner. How could Shi Duanliu let Du Feiyun ruin his good deeds.
"Du Feiyun, even if you have all the abilities, I will definitely let you lose miserably in the ring this time. The middle-grade soul weapon, the Cloud Shuttle, was tailor-made for me by my master. I will never let you take it.
