The wind and clouds are lingering, and the palaces on Wudang Mountain and the forests change back and forth between the sunset and the sunset.

Before I knew it, three more days passed.

......

That day,

Mingshan Tong accepted the gambling and gave the jade box to Xia Ji and repeatedly advised him, then went down the mountain and returned to the inn in the town. When he saw the concubine, he described the experience as the original.

The concubine covered her mouth and laughed, with an expression like "A person like you will also capsize in the gutter."

Mingshan Tong was also quite speechless.

She reviewed the story many times, but was still confused.

The visual shock, the exaggerated reversal that was unexpectedly exaggerated by anyone, happened so lightly.

She worked hard for almost a day.

The little prince played for a day.

But when the final answer was revealed, she lost completely.

So she reminded: "Empress, the little prince is not simple."

The concubine didn't answer, but just sighed softly.

Mingshan boy knows,

A person as unsimplified as a young prince should have made great achievements that are earth-shaking and destined to become a big figure who has turned upside down on the continent's territory, but he died prematurely when he took the first step in his growth.

The great righteousness, the magical appearance, and this incredible mysterious affinity show the horror of his talent.

But the more this happens, the more the concubine seems to owe him.

The young man with smiles should have grown up under the care of the concubine, so... now he should have been famous for a long time, right?

But now, he hides in the mountains, and few know about it.

But the evaluation is just a saying with a sense of superiority, "It's a pity for me."

However, there are so many geniuses who died young. Since they have died young, then... there is nothing special about it. How many differences are there when they were geniuses, what level of geniuses are there?

Since Mingshantong understood, he immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

The concubine didn't say anything, she got up and skillfully soaked the teapot.

Then start making tea.

The veil is like a wave, and the fragrance of new tea floats quickly.

After cooking, I divided a cup for this "little palace maid".

Sitting opposite each other and drinking without saying anything.

The air is very quiet.

After drinking tea, she suddenly said: "After the ceremony of establishing the Wudang Divine Fire Palace is over, I will go up the mountain to add some incense money to the immortals who are practicing."

Slight pause,

She turned her head and looked at the "little palace maid" who was ordinary and dull, and said that she had been disfigured inside, and said, "Shan Tong, I have a heartless request. If you do it, you will pay back all the things you feel owed me in this life."

Mingshan Tong was stunned.

Even through the mask, the concubine could feel her violent struggle, because... this is not a simple thing to owe.

It's a choice.

Mingshan Tong needs the concubine as a bond, which is a kind of emotion rooted in flesh and blood.

However, bonds are also bondage, and warmth is also corrosion.

Therefore, the concubine helped Mingshantong make a choice so that she could do what she really wanted to do without any restraint.

Seeing Mingshan Tong hesitating, the concubine smiled gently and said, "The matter on my side has been settled. In the future, we will be able to retire safely, so you don't have to worry."

Silence for a long time,

Mingshantong stood up and took three steps back. He didn't ask what this "unkind request" was, but knelt down, crawled, lit his forehead, and bowed deeply.

Yes.

No matter what the concubine wants her to do.

She will do it.

So, why ask?

......

at this time...

The ceremony of establishing the palace has ended.

The church, court, Buddhist land, rangers, and people from the ancient martial arts sect left first.

Then, several people from the palace sects of Tianrendao also left.

The people from Xiaoyaodao came to stay for a day or two to discuss some things, and were ready to go down the mountain at this time.

As they went down the mountain, they discussed things.

"I have a disciple here who said that I have discovered some strange situations in Chenyin Mountain. I happened to be on the way back to Xuansu Palace, so I took a look."

"I also have a disciple here who said that something big happened in Pangbeicheng. I went my separate ways after going down the mountain. I will bother true Peng Keng if I have the chance in the future."

"Haha, you're welcome... Then what about fellow Taoist Zuo Ci? If you have nothing to do, you can come to the Xuansu Palace for a while. My third wife happened to save some new tea from the mica tree, so you can taste tea and discuss the Tao with fellow Taoist Zuo Ci."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Peng Keng, but there are some situations here on my side... There seems to be some problems in the direction of Tianmu River. Since it is around my Fantasy Palace, I will take care of it."

The three real people were talking to each other, and suddenly the three paused and turned their heads to look into the pilgrims up the mountain.

Among these pilgrims, there are two women wearing veils that stand out like cranes.

But it was just a short pause, and the two convenient passed by the feldstone steps that reached the Zixiao Palace.

Those who go down the mountain continue to go down the mountain.

Those who went up the mountain had to meet Master Qingzhu.

Master Qingzhu didn't know what happened in the back mountain. When he saw Xia Ji's biological mother coming, he got up and left the palace to greet him as Xia Ji's little sister, rather than as Wudang's head teacher.

She had been waiting for the concubine for a long time.

......

On the other side, Wudang’s back mountain.

The girl in the purple skirt held the experimental record book in her hand and stepped on the diamond carving. She occasionally drilled back and forth between the mustard seed world and the external world, making objective records.

Xia Ji was playing with the jade box he got three days ago.

What Mingshan Tong said still appeared in his mind.

————This is a spiritual fruit. After eating it, it will be good for your body. The Empress asks you to eat it as soon as possible and don’t be seen by anyone.

It's obvious...

This is not an ordinary spiritual fruit.

Click...

He opened the jade box again.

The box contained a peach the size of an adult's fist.

The peaches are very moist and exudes an attractive fragrance, which makes people want to eat them just by looking at them.

If an ordinary person sees this peach, he will treat it as an ordinary spiritual fruit. He will eat it and will not feel anything.

However, Xia Ji was a little distracted when he looked at this peach.

Because this peach actually emits unprecedented terrifying true life essence.

How terrifying?

Xia Ji made a comparison.

The true essence of life contained in this peach is much more than the true essence in the big meal my senior sister invited him to eat before.

You should know that the meal was filled with corpses on a mountain, and the souls of those corpses were trapped by secret techniques, thus preserving the existence of the true essence of life.

But so many corpses are far less than this fist-sized peach.

This thing can never be called a spiritual fruit anymore.

I don't even know whether it is the fruit or not.

Because, it looks like a peach, but it has long transcended the concept of "peach".

Obviously, this thing is extremely important to Xia Ji.

He thought for a while and decided to eat it.
To be continued...