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That night.

The starry sky is like a mirror, clear and translucent.

The moonlight has no shadow, and the stars are across the sky.

Zhang Yanshuang sat cross-legged in the pavilion.

She has been sitting here cross-legged since noon.

Feng Lingqiu cut away the rain and dark clouds with one palm.

It lingered in Zhang Yanshuang's heart.

Zhang Yanshuang was convinced that Feng Lingqiu was giving her instructions!

Whether she can fully understand it depends on Zhang Yanshuang's own understanding.

Feng Lingqiu saw that she had too many obsessions in her heart, and he was trying to persuade her to let go of her obsessions and face her real reason for practicing swordsmanship.

Revenge for his brother is certainly a part of it, but it is not the decisive factor.

Because before Zhang Chufeng died, Zhang Yanshuang decided to practice swordsmanship.

Zhang Chufeng's death only strengthened Zhang Yanshuang's idea of ​​practicing swordplay, and also made Zhang Yanshuang seem to be a different person.

In the past, she had never practiced so hard without eating or sleeping.

With thoughts swirling in her heart, Zhang Yanshuang sat cross-legged.

In the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, he could only glimpse the peak of the cloud realm.

There, a female emperor wearing a golden robe stood on the top of the mountain.

Although she is a woman, she gives people a feeling of being upright.

Zhang Yanshuang was at the bottom of the mountain, and could only look up at the back of the empress at the top of the mountain.

The distance is out of reach.

The distance between the two was so far that Zhang Yanshuang almost suffocated just by looking at the empress's back.

"Am I really not suitable for sword practice?!"

Zhang Yanshuang looked at the back of the empress and shouted loudly.

The empress didn't look back, and didn't even give Zhang Yanshuang any other reaction.

The distance between the two was so far that Zhang Yanshuang's voice could not be heard at all.

Zhang Yanshuang understood at this moment that if she wanted to talk to the empress, she had to climb to the top.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yanshuang gritted her teeth and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

Zhang Yanshuang must ask this empress face to face, who is she?

Why, I would choose to practice swordsmanship!

Why do you have to encounter all these changes!

Why, I can sense the existence of this empress!

When Zhang Yanshuang climbed to the peak of the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang Yanshuang in the outside world had completely fainted.

The moment Zhang Yanshuang fell unconscious and fell to the ground, the secret guards from the palace appeared to alert the surroundings.

At the same time, the situation here was reported to Emperor Ayazhu.

Feng Lingqiu was always watching the situation here, so when Zhang Yanshuang fell to the ground unconscious, a trace of doubt flashed in Feng Lingqiu's heart.

Is it possible that Zhang Yanshuang is finally going to reveal her cultivation talent?

After all, Zhang Yanshuang is also the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor!

If Zhang Yanshuang is really unable to hold up the wall, Feng Lingqiu's original deity Qiu Lingfeng will take away Zhang Yanshuang's Immortal Emperor Soul and start a new one, directly helping the Immortal Emperor Soul to reshape a new body.

Only in this way will the talent of the Immortal Emperor's soul not be buried.

In the dream of Consciousness Sea, Zhang Yanshuang climbed up with difficulty.

This Yunfeng towers into the clouds. If it were Zhang Yanshuang in the past, if he saw such a high mountain peak, let alone climbed it, he would definitely avoid it and would not even come close to it.

As a princess, shouldn’t Zhang Yanshuang be allowed to be afraid of heights? !

However, Zhang Yanshuang, who now wants to know the identity of the empress and inquire about her true feelings, no longer cares so much.

She just wants to know the answers to everything!

And somehow, Zhang Yanshuang felt that everything she wanted was waiting for her at the top of the mountain!

Every time Zhang Yanshuang climbed up, it was very difficult.

Every dozen steps she climbed up, she would slide back a few steps.

So that Zhang Yanshuang inexplicably remembered the boring question that Master took the exam when he was in school.

There is a snail at the bottom of the well climbing up the well wall. Every time the snail climbs up one foot, it slides back three inches.

It is known that a snail climbs three feet per minute and the well is ten meters deep. How long does it take the snail to climb out of the well?

Of course Zhang Yanshuang, a scumbag, doesn’t know how long it takes for a snail to climb out of the well.

She only knows that snails are very perseverant. In order to climb to the top of the well, they will not give up even if they know how difficult the process is.

Is it possible that the snail has a special homesickness for the outside of the well?

It was strange. It was obviously a math class, but she was thinking about the content of the Chinese class.

At this moment, Zhang Yanshuang felt like the snail in the problem trying to climb to the mouth of the well.

It seems that all she can do is to climb to the wellhead with all her strength to find her own answer!

It was obviously a false mountain peak in the sea of ​​consciousness, but when Zhang Yanshuang climbed it, she felt pain in her hands, and the heartbreaking pain reached the depths of Zhang Yanshuang's soul.

The physical pain also made Zhang Yanshuang's climb up the mountain even more strenuous.

For every four or five steps she climbed up, she would take two or three steps back.

At this time, she felt that she had no way out.

She must reach the top, otherwise all her previous efforts will be in vain!

"What else would you do besides standing there!" Zhang Yanshuang's body was soaked in sweat, her hands were dripping with blood and her flesh and blood were blurred.

Zhang Yanshuang gritted her teeth and shouted unwillingly.

The back of the empress still stands on the mountain peak, standing tall against the sky and the earth, never looking back.

In Zhang Yanshuang's palace.

Zhang Yanshuang has been sent back to bed.

The doctors in front of the bed gathered around Zhang Yanshuang, anxious and worried.

Because they have lived for most of their lives and have never seen such a weird situation!

Zhang Yanshuang's body was injured without warning.

At this time, Zhang Yanshuang was covered in sword marks and bleeding.

"A bunch of quacks!!!"

Emperor Ayazhu's face turned red with anger, and he was helpless and furious.

Feng Lingqiu felt the anger of Emperor Lingzhu and drank tea calmly in his room.

I have stayed in the Ayazhu Palace for so long.

The scene that Feng Lingqiu had seen the most was the emperor's incompetent rage.

Feng Lingqiu really couldn't understand how such a person became the Emperor of Lingzhu.

Sure enough, some people's ability to reincarnate is way ahead of others.

"Princess Rushuang, the emperor sent a message, saying that you should go to Princess Yan Shuang's palace to check Princess Yan Shuang's illness. After all, you and Princess Yan Shuang were the only ones alone today."

A palace maid hurriedly ran in and said to Feng Lingqiu.

Hearing this, Feng Lingqiu put down the tea cup in his hand calmly, stood up and said, "Does the Emperor suspect that I have succeeded in attacking Yan'er?"

When the palace maid heard Feng Lingqiu's treasonous words, she was immediately frightened to death. Her delicate body trembled and she quickly lowered her head.

"Ah, look at my negligence, I have spoken out what was on my mind." Seeing this, Feng Lingqiu realized that he had accidentally spoken out what was on his mind just now.

"King...Princess, you...you..." The maid didn't know what to say.

"Ahem, you didn't hear anything just now. I'm going to go to Yan'er first to check on her condition."

Feng Lingqiu laughed, twisted her slender waist, and walked towards Zhang Yanshuang's palace.

The palace maid looked at Feng Lingqiu's retreating back tremblingly, not daring to say another word.