The peerless genius of the Heavenly Sect was one step slower than Xia Ling in cultivation after all.

In the name of revenge, Xia Ling broke Li Qing's tendons and destroyed his Dan Mansion.

Kill him, it's better to let him live than to die, see how beautiful she can be in this world!

And in the second hundred years, Xia Ling traveled down the mountain to find this young man named Erlang.

There are some allusions to her body.

Once when the Heavenly Court was still there, when people saw her, they would call out a roaring dog.

Heaven is destroyed, the way of heaven collapses, and all kinds of immortals are scattered in various worlds, in this life, she followed Erlang Zhenjun, and the peerless spiritual root and super high cultivation of this body are all in order to allow her to better protect Erlang Zhenjun's growth.

Yes, Duan Xi in a previous life, a dog? This dog also has a secret crush on Jiro Makoto for more than a thousand years.

Fortunately, Xia Ling doesn't have to deal with Duanxi's secret love in his previous life.

found the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun, brought him back to Yunshan, took him under the door, and trained him well, so that he could cultivate and ascend as soon as possible, and her merits would be complete.

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"Sugar gourd, sugar gourd."

In the mortal world, the bustling imperial capital is full of people in the market.

However, an auspicious light suddenly rose above the palace.

The people of the entire imperial capital saw that the woman in the slender robe stood on the clouds in the sky and landed on the palace city.

"Xuanlin, you have a fate with my Yunshan, are you willing to cut off the world and follow me to seek immortal cultivation?"

Xuanlin? Isn't this the most unfavored and naturally unlucky second prince of their Xuan Kingdom?

When the second prince was born, the sky was thundering, and the mother concubine was killed.

In order to calm the hearts of the people, the monarch has been imprisoning Xuanlin in the cold palace, and if you count it, he is now more than ten years old.

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In the imperial city, suddenly saw this golden fairy, and the panicked king knelt on the ground with a group of princes and ministers.

"Xuanlin is willing."

They were in front of the court, but for some reason, the cold voice of Xuanlin in the cold palace could clearly reach their ears.

"Very good." A soft word.

In the palace, the young man who was dressed so simply that he was not even as good as the palace people, and his cloak was caught in the air by the golden light.

From this golden light, everyone could vaguely see the young man's cold side face, as well as his mocking look looking down at everyone, the young man's vaguely handsome facial features were the same as the king kneeling in the palace, but the strong yin owl looked even more terrifying.

Kneeling on the ground, the king's back was cold, and when the golden light dissipated, he almost fell to the ground when he got up, thanks to the help of the attendants next to him.

A hundred years ago, the little prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion stabbed his new wife to death with a sword and killed his wife.

A hundred years later, the king inherited the throne, and the Prime Minister's Mansion has become an old thing in the previous dynasty, once because of the glory of the youngest son, the youngest son of his family was destroyed and repaired and thrown back to the Prime Minister's Mansion......

There is a painting left in the king's palace, it is said that it is the appearance of the woman back then, and when I see the fairy today, this appearance is not different from the painting in his study, and it has not aged at all in the past hundred years.

What can be done? Xuanlin, this kid, what if he cultivates and comes back for revenge a hundred years later?

The kings and courtiers were in a panic, and they couldn't live in panic.

However, on the top of Yunshan, Xia Ling, who finally found the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun, is naturally showing his majesty as a teacher.

"This 10,000-step ladder, when will you reach the top of the mountain, when will you be considered a disciple under my peak!"