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If you have to talk about the biggest difference between before becoming a fairy and after becoming a fairy, Zhong Liqing thinks that it does not lie in the amount of spiritual power she can use, nor in the depth of her cultivation, but in her unique space. The spiritual power of the attributes had a qualitative leap.

The moment she stepped into the immortal level, a mark suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. When she "touched" the mark in doubt, it was as if a "door" suddenly opened in the sea of ​​consciousness, and that Behind the "door" is an unimaginable space.

She still remembers that when she first came into contact with this power, she was able to perform short-distance and short-term "teleportation" teleportation, and then she was able to simply "replace" some small objects, and then "replace" people ; To some extent, this "displacement" can be equivalent to the "teleportation" of a long-distance and determined object, and it is very similar to some techniques of extracting objects from space in the cultivation method.

The only difference is that it can reduce the fluctuations of spiritual power as much as possible, and even the subtle fluctuations of spiritual power can only be glimpsed by the spellcaster himself and the masters with extremely advanced cultivation bases and particularly keen spiritual sense.

When she reached Mahayana with the help of Jun Moci and transitioned to the stage of crossing catastrophe, there was another very useful ability "invisibility" that taught her to miss the point, and she dared not try it easily - she could completely hide herself The existence of it seems to be isolated in another latitude space, almost able to hide Jun Moci who is not in the state.

Zhong Liqing originally thought that it would be very rare to be able to master those kinds of abilities, but it was almost impossible to find in the classics. There seemed to be countless puzzles waiting for her to unearth, and there were endless Surprises await her to discover.

She lowered her head and looked at the mass of spiritual power held in her palm. Perhaps in the eyes of anyone else, she would only feel that there was nothing in her palm, but Zhong Liqing knew clearly that she was condensing a mass of essence. Sexual void attribute spiritual power.

And this mass of spiritual power is far from being as harmless as it seems... As she thought about this, she moved her mind and drove the mass of spiritual power towards the incense burner burning with incense on the ground not far away, Manipulating the mass of spiritual power to slowly change its shape, it became a hollow ball until it completely wrapped the incense burner inside.

Afterwards, Zhong Liqing grasped it empty-handedly, and the group of empty-attribute spiritual power suddenly seemed like a soldier who had received a killing order, and the calm spiritual power factor suddenly went berserk, turning that ball-shaped space into an extremely strange one. A stable turbulent vortex, and the incense burner inside—although I don’t know what kind of material it is made of—was easily chopped into countless fine powders by invisible attacks in the fierce spatial turbulence.

After she gradually dispersed the control over the mass of spiritual power through her mind, there was only a pile of pitifully small incense burner powder left on the ground, and there was no trace of the magic spell she used just now.

Zhong Liqing savored carefully the direction of the spiritual power in the meridians and the trajectory in the sea of ​​consciousness when using that kind of spiritual power to surround and cut the incense burner, and couldn't help but smile happily.

This spell, which she simply named "Blade of the Void", does not say how powerful it is, but in terms of stealth and unexpected attack timing, it is more practical than any attack she has mastered - it doesn't even need a void talisman , and there is no need to resort to magic weapons and props-do whatever you want without showing any traces.

Just imagine, if she can spread out a larger area of ​​empty attribute spiritual power to wrap around and envelop the opponent, will she be able to kill the opponent unconsciously in an instant?

Suppressing herself, this was almost a nasty excitement, Zhong Liqing drew a cleansing amulet to cleanse her body that had been tempered by the robbery, while happily feeling the abundance in her body that seemed to flow continuously through the world Absorbing the spiritual power, he pushed open the door.

Raising his eyes, he was facing Shangjun Moci's pure and indifferent black eyes, but deep and sinking.

She also stared at herself, so focused that Zhong Liqing couldn't help but have the illusion that she was the only one in the other's eyes—or, it wasn't just an illusion.

The eyes are glued together silently, no one is the first to pull away, as if they can freeze to the end of the ancient abyss...

Zhong Liqing's pulsed gaze left those eyes with difficulty, and fell on her beautiful face uncontrollably. She felt that there were thousands of words filling her chest, and she wanted to confide in them, but the longer it was brewing, the more she felt. It is becoming more and more difficult to speak, and it is difficult to clearly and accurately express the mood at the moment.

Joy and joy, emotion and regret, everything is silent.

In the end, she just showed a slightly shy and slightly smug smile towards Jun Moci, whose eyes were so gentle that they were almost gentle.

Turning her eyes, it was the other two palace masters behind Jun Moci. She nodded to say hello, but then she couldn't help froze - her eyes passed over the slender figures of the three of them, and fell behind them, who were struck by the thunder robbery Only ruined palaces and palaces remained.

The dilapidated courtyard walls, the scorched vegetation, everything seemed miserable after the flames of war. It took her a while to realize: Could it be that all these were caused by her thunder disaster?

When the puzzled eyes glanced at Feng Xinyu, they got an affirmative nod, and when they turned to Cen Beiqing, they got a friendly and relieved smile from the latter.

Zhong Liqing's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Jun Moci anxiously: "Your Majesty, this..."

Most of the palace was destroyed because of her, and it is hard to imagine that the owner would be indifferent.

"The dormitory prepared for you in the apse was destroyed by Lei Jie." Sure enough, she said in a low voice, but suddenly raised her hand to interrupt Zhong Liqing's self-blame, she just frowned and looked at the ruins, showing a pensive look look.

At this time, I heard Feng Xinyu jumping up and down and said: "It's okay, let her come to my Jueyi Palace! Anyway, there are few people in the palace, and some of them are empty rooms!"

"That's not necessary." Cen Beiqing quietly pulled Feng Xinyu aside, then looked at Zhong Liqing with a slight smile, "Zhong Liqing is the envoy of my Star Palace, and the Star Palace naturally has her room , you don’t need to worry about it.”

Facing Cen Beiqing, a lifesaver, Zhong Liqing was naturally not ready to refuse. In fact, she also wanted to ask him some questions.

Just as he was about to express his gratitude, he heard a voice that was as cold as if it was carrying the cold wind from the extreme northern ice field, which made the other three tremble involuntarily: "It's okay, she will be with this deity."

After finishing speaking, she raised her palm and brushed her face, the white jade mask once again covered everything about her, and a black jade pendant was adorned around her waist, compared with her plain white clothes, it actually became her whole body. Up and down the only eye-catching special.

——Mr. Mo Yujian.

Zhong Liqing couldn't help thinking of her other title.

And that unquestionable decision made her face burn, her heart rate increased a little, and she even ignored the burning sensation between her fingers, wrist and chest when she saw the black jade pendant.

"Follow." The man in white shrouded in a vague mist first walked to the deeper temple, but after walking a few steps, he didn't feel another person's footsteps, so he stopped, turned his head, The expression on his face was hidden behind the mask, but the soft voice showed a little impatience.

Zhong Liqing immediately recovered from the shyness and nervousness, and she still had the time to give Cen Beiqing and the two apologetic smiles, but she almost took small steps of irresistible joy and embellished Jun Moci slightly Hasty pace.

"Tsk, stove? Hehe..." Feng Xinyu laughed exaggeratedly after the two of them were barely audible, and then winked at Cen Beiqing, and said in a strange way.

"Ah Yu, don't worry about it." Cen Beiqing glanced at her, sighed helplessly, then looked in the direction the two left, and left on his own.

After being bored by her, Feng Xinyu chased after her unwillingly, jumping up and down to explain to her.

For a moment, there was no one in front of the palace that had been destroyed beyond recognition, as if he had been forgotten, revealing a bit of silent desolation and sadness.

After a long time, maids and servants came to the vicinity to clean up and repair after receiving orders.

A maid who was sweeping the gravel in front of the temple lowered her head and gathered the stones together without distraction. Suddenly, a pair of shoes with intricate and exquisite embroidery appeared in front of her eyes.

The maid raised her head, and then bowed respectfully: "I have seen the young master."

"Continue, don't worry about me." In the Wanyu Palace, only Jun Moci's only apprentice, Lin Yunxi, is eligible to be honored as the young master.

After the maid walked away, Lin Yunxi continued to fold her hands behind her back, and looked seriously at the jade countertop in front of the palace, which had been scraped off by the violent bombardment to reveal the lower layer of jade table, her eyes lingered for a long time on the criss-crossing sword marks on it. .

It didn't take long for the matter to pass, and the news had already spread throughout the entire Banyu Hall, and even the other two halls had also received the news—the three halls were connected with each other, so it is not surprising that the news spread so quickly.

Lin Yunxi also heard several different versions of the rumors, but the one with the highest degree of overlap is "Among this group of Destined Ones, there is a stunning beauty, who is extremely talented, shocking the world, and even His Majesty is moved by her, Breaking the rules, it was turned into a furnace tripod."

——Stove cauldron?

Nonsense.

As Jun Moci's apprentice, although she didn't have much favor with her, Lin Yunxi understood: What kind of temperament is her master?

It's the clouds in the sky, the ice on the bottom of the sea, the moon in the water, and the flowers in the mirror. If there is one person in this world who can teach Jun Moci to pay attention... I'm afraid time doesn't exist such a person.

In Lin Yunxi's mind, of course she doesn't believe in those rumors. What she cares about is the sword marks in front of the palace, but it was indeed made by her master Mo Ci.

——This has to be thought-provoking.

The pain from the Soul Devouring Whip on his back still persisted, but Lin Yunxi bent his knees half-kneeling on the ground indifferently, bent over and touched those scratches lightly, his eyes were a little obsessed, as if what he was touching was not cold and dazzled. The scratches are like someone's clean and flawless skin.

In fact, the scene where Zhong Liqing was anxious and looking forward to being in the same room did not appear.

Jun Moci led her to a palace, taught her to go in and rest by herself, and then left without hesitation. Zhong Liqing didn't even have time to share with her the joy of becoming a fairy.

The feeling of loss lasted for three days.

When she finally couldn't bear to look for someone, Jun Moci finally knocked on the door.

Glancing at the unmasked face that made her yearn for days and nights, and then sweeping around the attendants and "men of destiny" who followed her, Zhong Liqing understood: the one your Majesty is wearing now, It is still the identity of "Yao".

She smiled cooperatively: "Miss, what do you want from me?"

Jun Moci coldly handed her a roll of pearly white brocade in his hand, but his eyes were full of meaning: "Decree from Your Majesty."

Zhong Liqing bent her eyes, thanked her softly, took the order from her hand, couldn't help rubbing the back of her hand quietly, taught her to warn her without any trace, and then smiled even more happily.

That smile disappeared after reading the words written on the decree.

"That is to say, I was granted the title of Director of the Palace Guard of the Banyu Palace, and Deputy Envoy of the Entrusted Mission?" Zhong Liqing rolled up the brocade, looked into Jun Moci's eyes, and asked calmly road.

"Make some preparations and leave in half an hour." Jun Moci nodded, with a rare smile in his eyes.

But Zhong Liqing didn't pay attention—her attention was all on the several mission locations mentioned in the decree, and the word "Jiang Clan" was so impressive that she almost couldn't help crying out.

Does this mean that she will see A Niang immediately, immediately?

The author has something to say: The small theater——

1.

Cen Beiqing: I will make you the Star Envoy of the Hall of Stars.

Jun Mo Ci: I will make you the chief of the Department of Guards of the Palace of Banyu.

Cen Beiqing: The star envoy can watch the stars and the moon with me, talk about life, and talk about poetry and songs!

Jun Moci: Dian Weisi can watch me sleep, sleep with me, sleep with me.

2.

Lin Yunxi: Where is my master?I'm being tortured and she doesn't even care about me?Am I not her little sweetheart?

Maid: Young Master, calm down, Your Majesty is taking care of her furnace...

Lin Yunxi: Watt?Furnace what cauldron?Where did the pheasant come from to add drama to himself!How dare you have unreasonable thoughts about my master!See if this young master... oh my, master, stop quickly!pain pain pain—

Jun Moci: Traitor, shut up.

Lin Yunxi: Wronged QWQ

A bit cute teacher-student cult.

I'm sorry my sunny baby, I'm not firm anymore Orz