Feng Qingyu's voice brought Yang Rui back to his senses and forced a smile: "What's wrong?"
"What did you nod just now? Also, what kind of expression is this? Even if you live in my dormitory, you won't have this expression, right?" Feng Qingyu said unhappily.
"Hmm, eh?!" Yang Rui responded casually, but suddenly he realized: "What did you say? I live in your dormitory?!"
"Yes, Gu Ling Palace is the palace of me and grandpa, but because grandpa is the peak master of Fengming Peak, he has never lived in Gu Ling Palace. I am the only one who lives in Gu Ling Palace. What Grandpa Shicai said
, let me find a palace for you to live in Gu Ling Palace."
Yang Rui's expression suddenly changed, it was wonderful, confused, confused, frightened, and even a little bit excited.
He brought Yang Rui to the Gu Ling Palace and walked into the palace. Yang Rui looked at it carefully. This palace was indeed full of girls' style. There were not two lions in front of the palace door, but a small bear carved on one side. No need to ask.
I know, it must be Feng Qingyu’s handiwork.
"This is your residence!" Feng Qingyu pointed to a palace and spoke to Yang Rui.
Yang Rui nodded. He didn't care about his residence. He didn't sleep anywhere during the journey to Shifang Palace.
"When you enter the Yuanhun Realm tomorrow, you need to maintain sufficient vitality. Junior sister, you should rest early!" Yang Rui entered the palace and directly activated the formation, blocking Feng Qingyu from the door.
Feng Qingyu pouted: "You actually didn't even let me in!" Stomping her feet fiercely, Feng Qingyu also returned to her palace.
Yang Rui sat cross-legged in his palace, thinking carefully about what Yu Jingzi had said to him before. Yang Rui didn't know how to face it.
"Young man, you have to know one thing. From the time you were born in this world, you have been alone. Family and sect are all things that are attached to you. The only one you can rely on is yourself. In this case,
Why do you care so much about what Feng Wudi and others think?"
"Having said that, I sincerely regard them as my masters, even though I have never even seen my master's face."
"Look, even you feel this way, let alone them? If Feng Wuji was still alive, everything would be fine. A seventh brother who is no longer alive, and a Qi Refining Realm disciple who doesn't know where he got the inheritance.
Compared with the interests of Shifang Palace, I shouldn’t need to say more about which is more important, right?"
"Senior, are you trying to persuade me to think about it?"
"Well, that's right."
"Senior, your method of persuading people is really special..."
"In any case, whether Feng Wudi and others are as good as I said will be a matter of half a month. Your top priority is to do your best to improve the realm you can in tomorrow's Yuanhun Realm!"
"clear!"
...
Imperial Domain, Holy Palace.
In a secret palace, three people stood side by side. The old man in the middle said to the two people beside him: "In the Lost Realm, there is an ancient imperial mausoleum."
"I haven't received any news. Where did senior brother get the news?"
"Shifang Palace, Hidden Flower Peak."
The seemingly youngest person said: "It seems that the Wuji Palace has blocked the news, so that none of the spies stationed in the Mysterious Realm of the Holy Palace have received the news."
These three people are the three most noble elders in the Holy Palace. All matters in the Holy Palace are decided by these three people.
The leader of the old man Sheng Mingtang said lightly: "The old guy from Wuji Palace invited everyone from Shifang Palace to explore the secret realm together. Each of the ten peaks of Shifang Palace sent an elder. At the same time, the Sword Domain, Shadow Domain, Spirit Domain and Cang Domain also
We will go together."
The young elder named Sheng Jueping asked with a smile: "Why didn't you invite me to the Holy Palace?"
"Perhaps, this will be an opportunity." The elder who had never spoken suddenly said.
"Oh? What do Wen Qian think?" Sheng Mingtang looked at Sheng Wenqian and asked.
"If the six realms lack ten elders from the Three God Realm at the same time, with the current strength of the Imperial Realm, is it possible to capture all the holy lands?" Sheng Wenqian looked at the two people beside him and asked.
Sheng Jueping shook his head: "Judging from the strength on the surface, it is very difficult, but if you use the power of that place, it is not difficult."
"The purpose of merging the domains was originally to compete with that place and use its power to merge the domains. In the end, it must have been too deeply involved with it!" Shengmingtang directly refused.
Sheng Wenqian's eyes flashed: "What if, if we send it to the ancient emperor's tomb, with its power, what will happen?"
When Sheng Jueping and Sheng Mingtang heard this, their eyes narrowed. Sheng Wenqian continued to speak: "I thought that all the forces from the six regions entering the ancient emperor's tomb would be wiped out. The six regions would definitely not be able to accept this fact, so they would continue to send people in.
Check out the ancient imperial tombs, and then the opportunity for the Holy Imperial Palace will come."
"Only Wuji Palace knows the location of the Ancient Emperor's Tomb. Before they set off, no one can reach the location of the Ancient Emperor's Tomb in advance. How to send him to the Ancient Emperor's Tomb?"
Sheng Wenqian laughed: "It seems that the nails buried in the Shifang Temple should be put to use now!"
The three of them looked at each other and laughed in unison, the laughter resounding through the sky.
...
The night passed quickly, and the sky began to turn white. Yang Rui stood up and walked out of his palace. Looking at the sky gradually showing red, Yang Rui was a little distracted. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the sun like this.
At the same time, he also gradually forgot what the sun in the original world looked like.
"I can't tell! You are still interested in watching the sunrise!"
The crisp voice called Yang Rui back from his distraction. Yang Rui chuckled and turned his head, looking at Feng Qingyu, who was dressed in white. Against the background of the morning light, she looked like a holy goddess, which made Yang Rui originally want to make a joke.
The words just stuck in his mouth, and he looked at Feng Qingyu in a trance.
Looking at Yang Rui's appearance, Feng Qingyu smiled, her curved eyebrows and eyes were like two waning moons, especially beautiful, and asked Yang Rui with a smile: "Does it look good?"
"It's beautiful." Yang Rui came back to his senses at this moment: "I said the sunrise is beautiful."
Before Feng Qingyu had time to be happy, after hearing the next half of Yang Rui's words, her teeth immediately itched with anger, and she wanted to rush up and bite Yang Rui hard.
“I really don’t understand how some people’s eyes grow!”
Hearing this, Yang Rui smiled, looked at Feng Qingyu, and said softly: "You are also good-looking. Although the sunrise is beautiful, it is still not as beautiful as you. The sunrise in the east is not my intention, and although the morning light is not as beautiful as you."
Hearing Yang Rui's words, Feng Qingyu's handsome face suddenly blushed, and she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look directly into Yang Rui's eyes.