Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

can not go!

……

In the Great Yan Dynasty, in the Hall of the Holy Maiden, the Holy Maiden, the Red Maiden, practiced silently.

Suddenly, three paper cranes flew over, passed through layers of supervision, and came to the Saintess Hall.

The contemporary saint, the red girl opened her eyes.

"Is there any information about the abolished prince?" The saint looked at it in surprise, and reached out to grab a paper crane.

Then, she listened to the news from the paper crane.

The surprise slowly disappeared, and the brows were slightly frowned, with a hint of incomprehension.

"The human gods in that imperial capital are really so powerful?" the red girl asked doubtfully.

She opened the second paper crane and continued to listen.

With the same explanation, instead of meeting the deposed prince, he met the secluded human gods in the imperial capital, and was then suppressed with a snap of his fingers. …

The holy maiden and the red girl listened to the third paper crane again.

Exactly the same, I still met the god on earth.

"Is this human god so powerful?" Red girl asked in surprise.

Although it was said that it had been raining for several years, there were not many people who broke through to the gods in the world.

Not to mention crossing the first realm, entering the second realm, and then having such a powerful and terrifying strength.

Even monks, Taoist priests, and iron tower men started to break through under her guidance.

So she didn't expect that she had prepared triple insurance, but it still failed.

"Should I go in person?" The red girl pondered.

She pondered the thought carefully.

As long as she can help the deposed prince, wouldn't her soul be completed?

"I can help him sit on the throne again..." The red girl's eyes lit up, and she decided to go to the imperial capital in person.

But at this moment, a compass flew down in the central area of ​​her hall, with a range of four meters wide, and in the center of the compass, there were countless black spots emitting black air.

Looking carefully, what is marked on this compass is the scope of the land of China.

The red girl's complexion changed, she approached, and said seriously: "It's starting to change again, I want to break the barrier, I need to suppress them, delay the time, and try to break through the gods in the world as soon as possible."

Things suddenly changed. There are many problems on this map, and there are problems.

If she doesn't suppress it, she will lose her priority time.

"If I hadn't been injured at the beginning, captured by the Yuhua God Dynasty, and hurt my origin, I would be very strong now, and I wouldn't have to involve a promising prince, so that now my soul is not perfect, this is not a big favor It's gone." The red girl said angrily.

She knew that the imperial capital could not be visited for the time being, and that these places had to be suppressed.

"Let people go to the imperial capital, give the deposed prince some supplements, and let him continue to live. After I finish my work here, I will help him avenge." The red girl said decisively, picked up a paper crane, and threw it out.

……

Monk Qingyun, who was about to leave the imperial capital and return to the Jiangnan area, received the paper crane from the red girl.

The paper crane brought the message of the red girl, and asked the monk Qingyun to give some supplements to the waste prince, so as not to let him suffer from physical problems.

Supplements were brought through the paper crane, a virtual mustard, inside the paper crane, expanded a small space, storing all kinds of elixir, magic medicine, and supplements.

Monk Qingyun had no choice but to go to the cold palace again.

When he came to the door of Lenggong, he knocked on the door respectfully.

Standing under the cherry tree, Lin Jiufeng frowned, and said coldly, "What do you want to do here again?"

"Senior, this junior is here to bring a gift to the deposed prince." Monk Qingyun said respectfully.

He didn't dare to hide anything, and explained clearly what Miss Hong had ordered.

Lin Jiufeng listened in the cold palace with a strange expression.

Who is this red girl?

Why do you care so much about his body?

Does he still need it?

Too fierce, okay!

After pondering for a moment, Lin Jiufeng said: "Put the things down, you can go."

Monk Qingyun obediently put down his things, and left decisively.

He wanted to go back to Jiangnan, he didn't want to stay in the imperial capital, it was terrible here.

After a while, a figure appeared in front of the Lenggong gate, it was Lin Jiufeng, and he picked up the tonic given by Monk Qingyun.

"Such a heavy gift, who is this red girl?" Lin Jiufeng still shook his head, not knowing the identity of the other party.

"Meow!" The little white cat jumped down and wrote a line.

"What the hell did you do to the red girl?"

Lin Jiufeng shook his head in confusion.

He did nothing wrong.

Lin Jiufeng really wanted to say something seriously.

After decades, there will be no heroine in his life, okay?

Chapter 61

Lin Jiufeng took all these supplements.

He thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out who this red girl was?

TMD, it's so annoying, I just can't remember it.

Simply, he didn't want to.

If the red girl has any purpose, she will definitely appear next time, and then Lin Jiufeng will know who she is.

"My top priority is to break through the level of Xiancang." Lin Jiufeng disappeared in front of the Lenggong gate.

He resumed his days of quiet check-ins.

Sign in every day.

He didn't wait for Miss Hong herself, or her subordinates.

It seems that the appearance of the red girl is just a dream.

Fortunately, Lin Jiufeng is not such a curious person.

If the red girl does not appear, his life will not change in any way, and he is still signing in, practicing, and breaking through.

On this day, Lin Jiufeng stood in front of the courtyard gate, with a long body, a purple coat, matched with the pink color of the cherry blossom tree, there was a feeling of poetry and painting reflecting reality.

Meow!

The little white cat was watching silently on the courtyard wall at the side.

Lin Jiufeng is a little depressed today.

The little white cat didn't know what happened.

It counts the time, it seems that at this time of year, Lin Jiufeng's mood will be depressed.

Isn't it man's days of the year?

The little white cat jumped off the courtyard wall, came to Lin Jiufeng, wrote and asked, "Every year today, you are in a bad mood, why?"

Lin Jiufeng glanced at the little white cat, looking at the cherry tree, with his hands behind his back, and said quietly: "Because today is my brother's death day."

The little white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng curiously, and asked curiously, "You have a younger brother?"

The little white cat always thought that Lin Jiufeng was lonely.

"Silly cat, I don't have a younger brother, so why does the emperor Lin Tianyuan call me uncle?" Lin Jiufeng said angrily.

The little white cat looked annoyed, covered its eyes with its paws, and cried stupidly.

"How long has your brother been dead?" Little White Cat changed the subject, not wanting to embarrass himself.

Lin Jiufeng stretched out his hand and said, "This cherry blossom tree was planted in the yard the year he died. It was just a sapling at that time, but now it is as graceful as a cover."

Lin Jiufeng was very sad when he said this.

In this world, apart from the pursuit of martial arts that moved his heart, only Emperor Yuan, who kept calling him big brother, made Lin Jiufeng agree.

Lin Tianyuan's approval was not as good as Emperor Yuan's.

After all, they are a generation behind and cannot communicate.

Emperor Yuan has been dead for more than ten or twenty years, and Lin Jiufeng usually feels depressed every year.

But he can control it, as long as he doesn't think about it, it won't hurt.

However, today is different.

When Lin Jiufeng saw this cherry blossom tree, his thoughts suddenly surged and he couldn't restrain it.

This cherry blossom tree was just a sapling that couldn't be smaller when it was planted back then.

But today I noticed that it has grown so big.

His younger brother also passed away many years ago.

Lin Jiufeng was not in the mood to practice today, so he turned around and left.

meow~

The little white cat called immediately.

"I'm going to see my brother, you take care of the cold palace." Lin Jiufeng strode out.

Meow! …

The little white cat followed closely behind, jumped onto Lin Jiufeng's broad shoulders, and then curled up.

Lin Jiufeng took the little white cat to the imperial tomb together.

The emperors of Yuhua Shen Dynasty were buried here.

There is Emperor Lin Jiufeng and Emperor Yuan.

The mausoleum of Lin Jiufeng's father is very large and luxurious, and it was built by Emperor Yuan for him.

It was the turn of Emperor Yuan's own mausoleum. Although it was magnificent, it was really shabby compared to that one.

Lin Jiufeng stood in front of Emperor Yuan's tomb, looking at Emperor Yuan who was surrounded by various emperor's tombs, with a lot of thoughts.

"I have been taking care of your son all the time. He was a bit reckless and made some mistakes. I helped him correct it. Unfortunately, his body will never live a long life."

In front of Emperor Yuan's tomb, Lin Jiufeng felt very guilty.

After all, Lin Tianyuan was the one chosen by Emperor Yuan. He, the uncle, said that he took care of him, and let him have only 40 years of life left.

"Your great cause of reform has basically been completed. After Lin Tianyuan was beaten up by this society, he also knows how to run the Yuhua Dynasty. You don't have to worry about it."

"I just saw the cherry blossom tree planted in the year you died today, and now it is as graceful as a cover."

Usually, he was so focused on his practice that Lin Jiufeng really didn't pay attention to these things.

"You've been gone for almost 20 years." Lin Jiufeng stood up straight, looked at Emperor Yuan's tomb, and sighed.

When reminiscing about the past, Lin Jiufeng said a lot. He also helped Emperor Yuan clean up the cemetery, and finally stood in front of the tombstone and bowed deeply.

【Would you like to sign in front of Emperor Yuan's tomb? 】

Lin Jiufeng was stunned.

Can you still sign in here?

What kind of powerful and evil place is this?

But based on the idea that it would be a fool not to sign in, Lin Jiufeng agreed.