Qingge returned to his body and then cultivated his immortal soul.
The door of chaos has been opened. Qingge only needs to practice the immortal soul well, and the spiritual power will be invincible in the future!
Her mental power has also reached a bottleneck now, and she has to overcome the thunder tribulation at any time and anywhere, but she has been controlled by her.
Since the Qinglian clan returned, Qingge not only had to fight against the evil spirit of the blood demon, but also had to restrain his incomplete souls and ten indelible spirit removal needles!
The most terrifying thing is that even if she found a solution to remove the spiritual needle, her soul was already used to this state and could not escape the spiritual needle.
Scattering off the spirit removal needle will become a very dangerous thing.
However, Qingge is facing a very important problem now that if there are ten spiritual needles, her mental power will definitely not be able to withstand the heavenly thunder tribulation.
Not overcoming the thunder tribulation means that her spiritual power will stop here and will never break through.
Qingge is the body of the three cultivations, and among the three main professions, spiritual talent may not be the best, but Qingge only loves spiritual masters.
Every time I temper my soul or fight with my spiritual power, Qingge is particularly comfortable all over my body, from the inside out.
Qingge can't find any other way to consolidate his soul to overcome the thunder tribulation in heaven. Even if there is, it is just a temporary solution and cannot make long-term plans.
After all, it would be great to maintain the current state of her soul with a spirit needle inserted into it. It is a delusion to survive the thunder tribulation in the sky.
If it weren't for the soul flower in the spiritual ring, the Medicine King's divine gathering pill, and the dream clan lake water in her void realm, these ten spiritual needles would drive her crazy sooner or later.
Not only that, if the spirit-removing needle really shakes her, the most terrifying thing is that the fierce blood demon spirit that is eyeing her will give a fatal blow when her soul is weak.
Qingge focused on the tempering of the immortal soul, and the other main hall of Chang'an Palace, Lord Haitang excitedly pushed open the door.
"King..." The maids on both sides nodded respectfully.
Lord Haitang immediately put on the airs of the Nine Five Lords, shook his sleeves, and then walked in slowly, "You guys go out."
"yes."
After the maid in the hall left, Lord Haitang saw a figure looming behind through the man-danced rouge gauze.
Xiaoxiang is wearing a light green long dress, looking at her
Lord Haitang nodded gently: "King, are you here?"
"Xiaoxiang, be my queen, I have three thousand soft waters. I only need you to have a canola, the six palaces in Chang'an, and you are the only one by my side."
After restoring one's own cultivation, the first thing Lord Haitang does is to share joy with his beloved woman.
Xiaoxiang looked at Lord Haitang in complicated manner and pulled her hand back.
Sober reason finally defeated her.
After all, she is a woman of all eternity, how can she treat the queen of the world for her mother?
It is now a turbulent autumn. Chang'an City is suffering from a catastrophe from Xuanqing, and all civil and military officials have focused on consolidating the basic defense and abyss catastrophe of Chang'an City.
If Lord Haitang devoted himself to her, there would be no woman in the six palaces except her as the queen, and she would be called the witch who bewitched the monarch by the world.
Her king is so kind that she doesn't want to see the world slander him.
She followed him without regrets for so many years, not caring about his status, but just hoped that he would be well.
"Wang, I have a sweetheart, I will not marry a man other than him." Xiaoxiang pretended to be alienated and said coldly.
Her words were sharp and thorny.
Each thorn pierced in the heart of Lord Haitang.
In the past, if Xiaoxiang said this, Lord Haitang would definitely leave in dismay.
This time, the Lord Haitang not only did not leave, but also grabbed her hand and pulled it into his arms.
Anger was filled with his eyes, and he finally grabbed her jaw, forcing her to raise her face, lower her head and kiss her.
The woman's lips were softer than she thought, like the osmanthus candies sold in Chang'an Street, fragrant and sweet.
It was out of control, leaving only the heat between the lips and teeth, and the temperature was still rising.
Xiaoxiang gradually became powerless to resist and finally collapsed in his arms.
After a long time, Xiaoxiang was distracted and her whole body was as electric as before, Lord Haitang picked her up and asked in her ear: "Since he is not married, why are you slumped in my arms?"
Xiaoxiang's face turned red immediately, her ears were already hot, and her eyes were blurred and sleepy, but two lines of clear tears flowed out, and her eyes turned red.
Lord Haitang kissed the tears at the end of her eyes, and his heart was full of pain: "Don't cry, I won't make things difficult for you anymore. If you have someone in your heart, keep him for a while.
Earth, I am already very happy that you can be by my side.”
Lord Haitang was about to put her down, but Xiaoxiang's hands were hooked on his neck, buried her face in Lord Haitang's neck, and sobbed in a low voice, "I am just a woman with a humble status, I have no knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I don't have the cultivation of a lady, and I don't know a few words, but I just understand some dancing skills. How can I marry the king? I am not worthy. It is my blessing to be able to be with the king's maid for the rest of my life. How can I be greedy and ask for anything else?"
Upon hearing this, Lord Haitang's eyes trembled slightly, and he was surprised: "You... are your sweethearts this king?"
"Yes, the only one who is my sweetheart is the king." Xiaoxiang raised her head and burst into tears.
"I want to marry you, and you must be the only one."
"Since ancient times, how could a wise monarch marry a woman of fairness? He would be opposed by civil and military officials and the world."
"Is it very important?" Lord Haitang asked: "All civil and military officials in the court, is it important to have you in the world? The so-called wise ruler is to defend the country, to be well versed in the country, to understand the power of the emperor, to love the people as a son. Does my marriage have anything to do with whether I am a wise ruler? Even if I am a mediocre and foolish ruler, that is my personal problem. Does it have anything to do with you? No, why do you have to turn the prejudice of others into an unshakable mountain pressing on your own shoulders? Why don't you abandon those worldly eyes, tie the knot with me, and live the rest of your life?"
Lord Haitang sat on the imperial concubine's couch, and Xiaoxiang in his arms sat on his legs.
"I don't want to see others...be prejudice against you..." Xiaoxiang whispered.
Even though she was criticized by thousands of people and criticized, she had long been accustomed to it.
She couldn't accept the bad things that others said were the king.
Lord Haitang held her hand tightly, and the warmth in the palm of her palm wrapped her around.
"Would you like to accompany me and suffer the pain of these thousands of arrows piercing your heart?" asked Lord Haitang.
Xiaoxiang suddenly raised her face, and Lord Haitang felt affectionate and said, "No matter how vicious the prejudice of the world is, it is not as good as the smile on your face."
Xiaoxiang burst into tears, like a bell in her throat, but she threw herself into the arms of Lord Haitang, hugging Lord Haitang tightly and burying her face.
The shoulders trembled for a long time, and the sobs became smaller.
Xiaoxiang said softly:
"My king, marry me."
Chapter completed!