Master Wen asked curiously, "Then how did you bring it into the palace?"
Lingzhi smiled slightly: "It's hidden in the hairpin. This hairpin is specially made, and it's actually hollow inside."
Master Wen nodded and gave her a thumbs up to praise her craftsmanship.
To thank him for his help today, Lingzhi offered to make two more hairpins filled with medicine for him.
Mr. Wen refused, saying that he had no place to wear it.
Yes, as a grown man, it would be inappropriate for him to walk around wearing two women's hairpins.
Lingzhi was thinking about giving him something else next time they met, while she walked with him towards the carriage outside the palace.
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In the void, two masters are fighting.
The leaves were fluttering and the sword energy was flashing. The two had exchanged more than ten moves. Although they did not say it out loud, they secretly praised each other in their hearts.
Qiye raised his sword, his hand at the tip of his nose, and trembled slightly, the tip of the sword made a buzzing sound, the sword force became more and more fierce, and it was unusually fast. His exquisite swordsmanship made people secretly admire him.
The white-haired man had no choice but to avoid the attack and retreat repeatedly, but he could not escape the falling of a strand of broken hair.
He glanced at him, frowning slightly. "Qi Ye, after six months of not seeing you, your swordsmanship has improved a lot."
Qiye stared with his eyes wide open: "Master Lin Feng, my prince is looking for you, please return to the capital as soon as possible."
The white-haired man known as Lin Feng snorted coldly, "I, Lin Feng, have grown a head full of white hair from practicing mystical arts, and now I've been expelled from my sect. I'm like a rat crossing the street, everyone wants to kill me. The Regent is looking for me now, I'm afraid he has something big to ask for, right?"
Qiye replied, "My prince has indeed troubled you with something, Taoist priest, but he means no harm! I heard that Qingyu Temple has a secret technique for summoning souls?"
"Humph, so you're here to ask me about the Soul Summoning Technique. This technique is incredibly profound, but it goes against one's virtues. Forcing it to work will bring about divine punishment. You should go find someone else!"
As Lin Feng spoke, he clasped his hands together and pushed out with his palms. In an instant, a wave of air swept out, sweeping away the surrounding rubble and knocking Qiye to the ground.
Seeing Lin Feng taking off into the air, he was about to escape.
Qiye hurriedly got up from the ground, but before he could catch up, he heard a loud thunderclap, "BOOM!"
At this moment, there was a sudden rumble of thunder in the sky. One thunder brought out countless lightning, illuminating the space.
“Boom!”
Thunder roared from the sky, and the earth-shaking sounds were like earthquakes and deafening.
"Ah—why won't you let me go? Why!"
Lin Feng's shrill roar resounded through the sky.
Qiye stood there in horror, watching the strange scene before him.
There were countless lightning strips of varying thicknesses, some straight, some semicircular, and some spiral. Various shapes intersected with each other, like a huge net wrapping up the entire space.
The interweaving of light and dark stimulates the eyes and makes the scalp tingle.
These thunder and lightning surrounded Lin Feng, making him look like he was captured by the god of thunder. Countless thunders fell from his head, and he was spinning in the air with the thunder.
His expression changed rapidly, and it was as if tens of millions of steel knives were slashing at his body, causing him to feel severe tearing pain all over. It was as if he had fallen into a sea of fire and swords, experiencing the agony of the eighteen levels of hell.
The entire sky was streaked with lightning, thunder roared wildly in the sky, the rolling black clouds looked extremely terrifying, the ubiquitous thunder stimulated people's brains, and everything in front of them looked like the end of the world.
Qiye believed that he had seen big scenes before, but the scene before him was something he had never heard of or seen before, and it really blinded his eyes.
"Damn it! Damn it! I, Lin Feng, am considered a big shot, but I never expected that I would end up possessing a paper figure and using it as my physical body."
After Lin Feng finished speaking hatefully, he pulled out a palm-sized paper figure from his arms and threw it into the air.
When another silver-shining thunder struck, Lin Feng's entire body was struck by the lightning, and his body turned into nothingness in an instant.
Just as his body disappeared, a wisp of soul was forcibly dragged out of the body and attached to the paper man.
The paper figure shook up and down suddenly for a moment, then floated down from mid-air and gently fell to the ground.
Strangely enough, as Lin Feng disappeared, the furious thunder and lightning also stopped, and the entire earth returned to peace.
It all happened so fast that Qiye had no time to react.
Seeing Lin Feng's body disappearing right before his eyes, he concealed his surprise and quickly walked to the place where Lin Feng disappeared.
At this moment, a paper man was lying there quietly.
The paper figure is thin, only the size of a palm, and may be blown away by a gust of wind.
"...Daoist Master Lin Feng?"
Qiye walked forward and took a closer look. He saw that the paper man’s face was still a paper man’s face in the previous second, but it turned into Lin Feng’s face in the next second.
Sometimes it turned into the face of a paper man, and sometimes it turned into Lin Feng's face, constantly changing between the two.
He looked surprised. Could what he just heard be true?
Was this Taoist priest Lin Feng really possessed? He suddenly turned into a paper figure that had to float just to walk?
But how is this possible?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a bizarre thing.
Qiye was shocked and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the mystery. However, in his opinion, as long as Lin Feng was found, nothing else mattered.
Besides, now is not the time to make random guesses, as those thunders may come back at any time.
Thinking of this, Qiye hurriedly picked up the paper man that fell on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
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When Xiao Qingyun came out of the palace, Lingzhi was already drowsy in the carriage.
Seeing Xiao Qingyun coming back, Master Wen said goodbye and left.
Anyway, he had to stay in the capital for a while, so Xiao Qingyun didn't keep him and just asked him to come to his house for a reunion next time.
The carriage swayed back to the Regent's Palace.
Lingzhi was no longer sleepy, so he found a notebook and leaned against the wall of the car to read quietly.
The storybook was so amusing that she laughed so hard that she gradually forgot about her surroundings. She leaned on the small table and picked up the melon seeds from the plate and cracked them happily.
"Be careful not to crack too many melon seeds, as they can cause a gap between your front teeth. The gap between your teeth is already wide, so don't let the cold air blow into your mouth when you open it in winter."
Xiao Qingyun, who was sitting on the other side, suddenly uttered these words without even raising his head.
Lingzhi was so frightened that he almost swallowed the melon seed shells in his mouth.
She coughed and choked, then remembered her identity. She quickly sat up straight and pushed the melon seeds in front of Xiao Qingyun.
"I was so carried away. If Your Highness hadn't spoken, I'd forgotten you existed."
Xiao Qingyun snorted: "Does this king have such a sense of insignificance?"
Lingzhi rolled her eyes secretly. Who is like you who stares at others every day and even looks at the gaps between their teeth so closely?
But she didn't dare say this out loud, as if she made the gentleman unhappy, she would suffer the consequences.
So she replied: "No, no, it's just that the storybook is interesting."
"Oh? How is it interesting?"
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