In front of you, you can see a golden hall, surrounded by layers of white clouds. It feels unreal. A small bridge is built at the door of the golden hall. There is a gurgling water flowing under the bridge. It makes a splash.
The sound of rushing water. Surrounded and in the distance are green luan and green mountains. The beautiful scenery is like a continuous ink painting, majestic and amazing.
"Hahaha... I saw it! Finally found the inner courtyard!" Xin Yue laughed happily, with an excited look on her face.
"Yes, I finally saw it. It's really not easy." Pan Niang breathed out a sigh of relief, with an extremely relaxed look on her face.
Murong Feixue did not speak, but looked up at the golden hall. On the lintel of the door, three majestic and solemn characters "Haotian Palace" were written.
Without saying a word, Murong Feixue took Xin Yue and Yan Niang together and climbed directly from the stairs of the main hall of Haotian Palace. Finally, after a cup of tea, she climbed up to the main hall of Haotian Palace.
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In the grand hall, among the mist and mist, you can vaguely see many inner courtyard disciples sitting around. Sitting in a less popular position at the door is the disciple Zhang Mingliang who has just entered the inner courtyard.
When he saw Murong Feixue, Xin Yue and Pan Niang, he immediately smiled back. His face was filled with gratitude that her kindness in the past had led to his current achievements.
Next to Zhang Mingliang, sitting next to Zhang Mingliang, was Jin Haoran, who was guarding the palace. Because of repeated punishments, his status was not as good as before. Now he had become the second to last position in the inner courtyard. When he saw Murong Fei
Xue seemed to have seen the enemy who killed her father, and the anger in her eyes seemed to burn Murong Feixue to death.
However, Murong Feixue didn't care at all about Jin Haoran's gaze. She just smiled in return at Zhang Mingliang, and then her eyes fell on the center of the hall.
In the center of the Haotian Palace, sitting is Mu Lingsha, the master of the Haotian Palace.
It looks like she is just under thirty, but her actual age is naturally not just thirty. It is said that Mu Lingsha's cultivation has reached the ninth level of the red realm of the heaven level. As long as she breaks through the difficulties, she can reach the peak of the heaven level.
.It will not be difficult to step into the divine level one day. However, the master of Zhouguang Palace is rumored to be at the peak of the heavenly level.
The longevity limit is no longer limited to a hundred years. Of course, I am now at the first level of the Red Realm of Heaven. The Nine-Tails in the previous life has also returned to the strength of the Four-Tails. If I really compare, my strength is already the same as that of the Four-Tails.
This Mu Lingsha Qihu is quite good, not inferior to her. The only reason he is smaller is because he is not as old as her in this life!
"Are you looking at me?" Mu Lingsha said slowly.
Through the misty clouds, you can see Mu Lingsha sitting in the golden palace. There is no expression on her tense face. Only a trace of contempt for herself can be seen from her faint eyes.
"Of course you have to look at the palace master before you can meet the palace master." Murong Feixue was also not very polite to Mu Lingsha. She said simply with her head held high.
"Hehehe... Such a sharp-tongued girl."
Mu Lingsha didn't say anything else, she just smiled and commented on Murong Feixue. In her faint smile, she seemed to finally have a hint of interest, and her eyes shone slightly.
