Chapter 679: How are you?
When Yun Qingqing carried Si Ling out of the forbidden palace, Lin Xiuzhu and a group of disciples were guarding outside the door.
Seeing that there was an unconscious little girl in the master's arms, everyone looked at each other in surprise.
Lin Xiuzhu took a step forward and said hesitantly, "Master, this is..."
"Your current sect leader is Si Ling."
Yun Qingqing lowered her eyes and glanced at the person in her arms, her voice calm.
This sentence was like a stone hitting the water, and the disciples were immediately in an uproar.
"What? The sect leader is actually a child?"
"Impossible! How could the Sect Master, who has been in seclusion for many years, look like this?"
Lin Xiuzhu's expression changed again and again, and suddenly he knelt on one knee:
"Disciple greets the Sect Master!"
This kneeling made the scene suddenly quiet, and everyone noticed that the pattern on the little girl's sky-blue robe was exactly the cloud pattern embroidery unique to the successive leaders of Tianyi Sect.
After a strange silence, all the disciples suddenly knelt down in a large group and began to speak:
"Disciple greets the Sect Master."
Normally, they would not be able to accept the sudden appearance of a seven or eight-year-old girl as their clan leader.
However, in just one or two hours, too many outrageous things happened.
There was actually a ghost cultivator sneaking into the sect.
Traitors appeared in droves.
The second generation ancestor is a little girl.
The master's ruler awakens...
Thinking about what happened before, it doesn’t seem so strange that the current sect leader is a child.
It's numb anyway.
Yun Qingqing ignored everyone's shock and walked straight towards the master's bedroom:
"Prepare the clean room."
Lin Xiuzhu hurriedly followed:
"Ancestor, the Sect Master..."
"She'll be fine in the short term," Yun Qingqing interrupted him, "but she'll have to sleep for a while. You have to take good care of her."
"Yes!" Lin Xiuzhu agreed immediately and went to arrange a room.
After settling Si Ling on the spiritual jade couch, Yun Qingqing touched her forehead with her fingertips, and a golden light shone in.
She turned around and glanced around: "Everyone, please leave."
Lin Xiuzhu wanted to say something but stopped himself. Finally, he led all the disciples out of the hall and gently closed the door.
The hall suddenly became quiet, with only the soft light of dusk illuminating Yun Qingqing's calm profile.
She took out a red-gold feather from her sleeve. The phoenix feather trembled slightly in her palm, emitting a warm halo.
Fortunately, she had the Phoenix Feather, otherwise her now exhausted spiritual power would not be able to withstand the divination of the sky.
"I'm relying on you..."
She murmured softly, sat cross-legged, dangling the Phoenix Feather in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes.
In the interior scene, starlight spread from under her feet and turned into a vast galaxy in an instant. The sky plate, the earth plate, and the human plate unfolded in turn. The three plates rotated in an intertwined manner, casting intricate golden patterns in the void.
The light of the phoenix feather in her hand suddenly surged and merged into the three plates.
The Sky Plate's rotation speed suddenly increased, and countless golden points of light overflowed from the array pattern, converging into a huge ball of light before her. Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the ball, and a silver liquid could be vaguely seen flowing within.
"Taixu Spiritual Essence..."
Yun Qingqing narrowed her eyes and murmured.
She knew that repairing Si Ling's Taoist body would not be so easy, and it would indeed require such top-grade natural treasures.
Yun Qingqing stared at the ball of light, carefully searching for the answer she wanted.
The ball of light suddenly shattered with a "pop", and the silver liquid outlined the outline of a towering palace in the air.
Yun Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and four big words suddenly flashed through her mind when she saw the image in front of her.
Langhuan Secret Palace.
The shadow of the temple was clearly visible. Just as the image was about to disappear, the divine disk suddenly shook, and a tiny crack appeared on the edge.
Yun Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes wide, but before she could investigate, the entire scene inside began to shake violently.
She immediately left the interior scene, and when she opened her eyes, sweat had already broken out on her forehead.
The light of the Phoenix Feather dimmed a little and fell quietly into the palm of my hand.
"It's in Langhuan Palace..." Yun Qingqing put away the phoenix feathers and made plans in her mind.
It's time to visit the Langhuan Secret Palace.
Yuwen Ye had agreed to give her the Langhuan Golden Order, but first Qi Mo returned and then the Emperor of Beicang was possessed by another body. Not long after, Xilan started to attack Beicang again. All kinds of troubles never stopped, so the Golden Order has not been delivered to her yet.
In this case, she would have to go get it first.
The door of the purification room was gently pushed open, and Lin Xiuzhu and Feng Yin turned their heads at the same time.
Yun Qingqing strode out: "I will be away for a few days. Please take good care of your leader."
Feng Yin immediately stepped forward: "Then Senior, I..."
"You stay."
Yun Qingqing raised her hand to interrupt. She looked at Lin Xiuzhu and said, "Pass the order. The mountain is closed from now on. No one is allowed to enter or leave. Fengyin will assist you in looking after the sect."
"Eh...?" Feng Yin was stunned. "No, Senior, you're just going to leave me here like this..."
What's the point of making him wait in this godforsaken place?
Yun Qingqing glanced at him:
"When I come back, I'll find time to repair the Mingling Mirror for you."
"Leave it to me! Don't worry, senior. With my chief disciple from Changliu Mountain here, no one can touch you and your disciples!" Feng Yin immediately patted his chest, his eyes shining.
"You have the highest level of cultivation here, so I'll leave it to you." Yun Qingqing smiled slightly, took out a few scrolls and stuffed them into his arms.
Feng Yin looked down at the large bunch of scrolls, his eyes a little confused.
"You're free anyway, so why don't you help this sect build a few spirit gathering arrays based on this array diagram? Then all the array diagrams and secret techniques will be yours. How about that?"
Feng Yin stared at her for a moment with wide eyes, then hurriedly opened a scroll and looked at it for a few seconds, his eyes almost glowing green.
“Okay… okay, okay!”
He nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and was so happy that he didn't know what to say.
Yun Qingqing took out another communication talisman, sent a signal, and after completing the arrangements, she left Tianyi Sect.
Feng Yin happily returned to the purification room with the formation diagram and secret techniques, intending to study these formation diagrams and secret techniques while taking care of Si Ling.
But when he walked to the table and put down the scroll in his hand, his eyes swept over the little girl lying on the bed, and his expression paused slightly.
He hesitated for a moment, walked slowly to the bed, and looked down at Si Ling's face.
He hadn't seen it clearly before, but now he looked at it carefully... He should have never seen this mysterious young leader of Tianyi Sect before, but why did he feel familiar with him?
Feng Yin pondered for a while, but still had no clue. He rubbed his forehead to shake off the thoughts and turned to fiddle with the scrolls.
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In the imperial study of the Liang Palace.
Xiao Changheng stood beside the desk, looking at the profile of the new empress as she reviewed memorials.
Xiao Yuejun frowned slightly, scribbled a few strokes on the memorial with her red pen, and then narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Uncle, this memorial from the Minister of Revenue..." She looked up at Xiao Changheng with some hesitation in her eyes.
Xiao Changheng took the memorial and glanced at it. Looking at the circled parts on it, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
"Your Majesty has been decisive and perceptive since ascending the throne. I believe there is no need to question you on every matter. If you have any doubts, please proceed according to your own judgment."
Xiao Yuejun's eyes lit up slightly, and he became serious again:
"The number of people affected by the disaster reported here is 30% less than in previous years, but the amount of relief funds requested is 50% more. This should be investigated."
The Empress decisively wrote:
"First, allocate 30% of the funds for emergency response, then send an imperial envoy to investigate the situation and make appropriate arrangements based on the circumstances... As for the selection of this imperial envoy..."
She paused with her pen, wrote a name on it, and looked up at Xiao Changheng inquiringly.
Xiao Changheng nodded slightly, his face relieved:
"Your Majesty is now able to handle matters on his own, and I can leave with peace of mind."
Xiao Yuejun was stunned.
"...Uncle, you... want to leave?"
Xiao Changheng nodded, and his fingertips stroked the black jade pendant on his waist. When he raised his hand again, there was an extra booklet and half a tiger talisman in his hand.
Xiao Yuejun looked at the two things with a complicated expression. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard the guards' announcement from outside the hall:
"Your Majesty, the envoy from Nanyu has arrived and is waiting outside the palace."
They both turned their heads and looked at each other again.
Xiao Changheng adjusted his cuffs and nodded slightly.
Xiao Yuejun stood up, straightened his dragon robe, and said seriously:
"Then go and meet him."
Inside the main hall, a young man in an indigo brocade robe was standing with his hands behind his back.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned and saluted with graceful movements:
"Nanyu Lu Fan, pays homage to His Majesty Emperor Liang."
He looked at Xiao Changheng again and smiled slightly:
"Your Highness, how are you?"
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