Chapter 85 The Art of Change

Xiang Gaoye is the lord of a country and a super expert of the sixth level of the Taoist Palace, and now he is still discussing important matters.

In this case, anyone who breaks in without notice will be shot to death.

It may even be wiped out of the nine clans.

But the young woman who broke in at this time did not arouse his anger.

Even the three important ministers took it for granted.

"Haha, Ningti! Why are you here if you don't practice well?"

Xiang Gaoye gave a rare smile.

"I have seen Her Royal Highness!"

The other three also greeted each other.

Princess Ningti, who is wearing a long palace dress, has picturesque brows, and she is born with a national beauty.

When entering the door, there is still the majesty and majesty of the superior in his eyes.

It was only when facing Xiang Gaoye that he showed a little daughter attitude.

"Ancestor Emperor, I think this is very interesting. I've been suffocated by practicing all day, and I want to go out to relax."

Although she is a princess, she naturally cannot be Xiang Gaoye's daughter.

Xiang Gaoye's more than 100 daughters have been dead for tens of thousands of years because of their low cultivation base and exhausted lifespan.

Princess Ningti and the eldest prince Xiang Ba belonged to a generation, and her aptitude far surpassed Xiang Ba.

Now it is the first layer of the Taoist Palace, and the Divine Palace is six colors!

This kind of aptitude is the highest among the ancestors of all dynasties, and it is very likely that he will advance to the ninth level of the Taoist Palace in the future.

It is unknown if it can even break through to the Holy Land.

If it wasn't for her daughter's inability to pass on the incense, Xiang Gaoye wanted to make this daughter the crown prince, and he retreated behind the scenes to do ascetic cultivation with peace of mind.

Even so, this woman can become a further guarantee for the Qianxing Dynasty in the future.

In Xiang Gaoye's mind, she is an unparalleled treasure.

So now Ningti is sitting directly on his lap and tugging at his beard, he just has no choice but to smile bitterly.

"This incident is very complicated, and it is likely to be attacked by that unknown force. If you go here, it is very likely that..."

Xiang Gaoye didn't take Feixianmen seriously. What he was really worried about was the "murderer behind the scenes" who destroyed Feixianmen.

It was an existence that even he feared.

"Can't the Ancestor Emperor trust my strength? Besides, I still have my own subordinates!"

"If you don't let me, then I will never see you again!"

Ningti pouted and slapped him twice.

The three important ministers below secretly slandered, and said in front of the emperor that they had followers, so she dared.

Xiang Gaoye laughed dumbly: "You girl, you are threatening me..."

"Then the Ancestral Emperor agrees or not?"

"Okay, alright, I agreed, but Commander Xiahou Jun must accompany him all the way!"

Xiahou Jun was in command of the imperial guards, and this army was not many, only three thousand.

But the lowest strength is the ninth level of Lingtai.

And the hundred ten cavalry commanders of this Guard Army have all reached the Destiny Realm.

In addition, they also have a combined battle formation, which can multiply their strength, which is simply not something that ordinary martial art masters can resist.

Xiahoujun himself is the second-level Taoist palace.

With their protection all the way, Xiang Gaoye felt much more at ease.

Ningti was a little dissatisfied, but finally gave in.

"Okay, but this time he will be controlled by me and obey my orders!"

Xiang Gaoye was extremely fond of her, and laughed loudly: "Xingxingxing, it's up to you to control."

After getting the answer, Ningti was happy to show her face, and Yingying retreated, leaving only a fragrant wind.

Jiang Cheng, who is far away in Feixianmen, actually guessed that someone would come to the door sooner or later.

With such a big thing about the destruction of the Eight Clouds Temple, as a 'survivor', it would be strange if he was not investigated.

It's just that he doesn't know the people from the Ganxing Dynasty, so he doesn't know who the person will be.

He wasn't worried at all about that.

Just kidding, on my own territory, the two thugs Ah Huang and the Three-Eyed Tiger are in charge, and I still have to be resurrected three times a day...

There is nothing to be afraid of when the King of Heaven is here.

He's been annoying lately.

It's not a big deal to worry about, it's been more than ten days, and no one in the door is discussing the destruction of the Eight Clouds Palace.

No one mentioned it, so naturally no one knew that he destroyed the Eight Clouds Temple.

Such a heavy news that can be ruthlessly pretended to be forced cannot be released, and of course Brother Cheng feels very uncomfortable.

He regrets it very much now that he didn't say it directly.

Instead, I look forward to the disciples to passively discover.

To tell the truth, this is his cocoon.

Feixianmen has nothing to do with the outside world. Usually, it can still get some big news from the outside world by means of teleportation and communication, but recently, the disciples have been stimulated by the rewards, and they are all in a frantic seclusion.

Who has the time to pay attention to the outside world?

Flying in the air, looking at the deserted and empty mountains, he felt a pain in his spare time.

It is very difficult to advance to the Destiny Realm. Even with his heaven-defying aptitude, he has not been able to improve to a small realm in the past ten days.

"Cultivation is really slow..."

He groaned, but no one responded.

At present, he does not have anyone to talk to.

Ah Huang spends most of the time sleeping under the warm nourishment of the spiritual pulse, and even if he wakes up, his mother's shouting will stop him, adding to the blockage in vain.

As for the three-eyed tiger, pull it down.

He suddenly remembered that the power of change obtained after the last upgrade has not been used yet.

Rolling his eyes, he thought of something fun.

The next moment, a silver light swept across his body from bottom to top.

Later, he became Lin Ning.

Not only the appearance and body shape are exactly the same, but even the spiritual power fluctuations that are emitted are completely consistent.

However, Lin Ning's Hidden Phoenix bloodline, he can only simulate the characteristics of breath, and cannot really become the Hidden Phoenix bloodline.

"Haha, it's so similar!"

He stretched out his feet and kicked his legs smoothly, and his voice became a female voice.

Feeling that everything was fine, so he flew straight to Ji Linghan's cave.

He wanted to see what it was like when he was not in Feixianmen.

This is called a private interview with micro-services!

Ji Linghan is also in retreat recently, and is working hard to impact the destiny realm.

It's just that the level of the big realm is not achieved overnight, so there is no progress yet.

The appearance of Jiang Cheng disturbed the prohibition of Dongfu, of course she felt it.

When I came out, I was surprised.

"Lin Ning? Didn't you cultivate in Xuanji Tu? Why did you come out so quickly?"

Jiang Cheng smiled, recalling Lin Ning's previous expression and feeling that it didn't fit her personality, so he put away his smile and became serious.

"Oh, cultivating is too boring, I feel bored and come out. As for you, when will you be able to break through the destiny realm?"

Lin Ning has been in Xuanjitu for more than ten days. After counting the time, he also deliberately adjusted the fluctuation of spiritual power to the first level of Lingtai, which roughly corresponds to her possible realm.

Ji Linghan's pretty face was stern, with a displeased look on her face.

"How can you be slack in your cultivation? You are so disappointing to me, are you worthy of the cultivation of you by the master?"

ah?

This girl is stern, and she is really good.

This is a side that Jiang Cheng has never seen before. In front of him, Ji Linghan has to be as well-behaved as possible, as gentle and gentle as possible.

It seems that this private interview with micro-service is still very rewarding.

"I have my measure!"