Wuhuang is above

Chapter 13 The women who broke into the palace
The reason why immortals are called immortals is because of the particularity of their vitality.

This kind of immortal qi can not only enhance the power of vitality, but also can continuously temper the body, and it also greatly suppresses ordinary vitality.

Now that the uniqueness in her vitality is gone, she is no different from an ordinary cultivator.

And the state of her Qi Palace is different from that of the mortal monks.

Feng Qingyu couldn't understand her special state, but she knew a little.

With her current strength, the old bird and Di Tianming are really fighting for their lives, and she can't beat either!
If it wasn't for Di Tianming's unsteady heart and fear in her heart that day, and she used her previous combat experience to opportunistically, she was afraid that she would have been defeated by Di Tianming long ago!

Moreover, she never thought that she could completely control the two of them with that drop of soul blood and the mere ghost fire.

Just relying on these small calculations won't go far.

In order for them to completely return to their hearts, her own strength must be strong enough, so that others will be willing to sacrifice their lives for her.

In fact, Feng Qingyu was very conflicted with her current self.

But had to do it.

Because if that ghost and ghost knew the real situation, they would eat her with no bones left!
Before she is strong enough to crush them, she must learn to disguise.

And deter them with tough measures.

Only when they are afraid of herself can she be temporarily safe and have time to secretly improve her strength.

There are also ghost fires that merge with their own souls.

There are also big problems.

She can clearly sense that the next time when Nirvana is needed, there is only one year left.

In just one year, she had to find a flame nirvana with a higher level than the spirit-level ghost fire.

Otherwise, the ghost fire in her soul will directly counterattack in order to survive!
By then, she has no chance of life at all!

With his consciousness withdrawn from the Qi Palace, Feng Qingyu sighed.

"Tigers and wolves look around, this Nether Palace is not a place to stay for a long time, it is better to go to the mortal world as soon as possible.

Both Di Tianming and Lao Niao belong to Soul Cultivators, and only when they leave the Nether Realm will their threat be smaller."

Her eyes slowly closed, the old bird had just been cleaned up by her, and she would not dare to think about it for the time being.

With him guarding outside, Di Tianming didn't dare to mess around, it's time to take advantage of this time to take good care of his body
This time, it took an extraordinarily long time.

For seven full days and nights, Feng Qingyu did not step out of the quiet room.

Di Tianming would come over every [-] hours to greet him.

However, seeing the old bird guarding outside the temple, he only bowed to the temple gate for two before leaving.

As for the food and beverages, because the old bird is a soul body, and Feng Qingyu is in retreat again, he did not send it here.

However, Di Tianming had already instructed his attendants that as long as Feng Qingyu left the customs, hot water, clothes, fresh melons and fruits should be delivered immediately, and no delay was allowed.

After arranging everything properly, Di Tianming also returned to his dormitory to retreat and practice.

He was quiet here, but the women in the palace couldn't be quiet.

Since Emperor Ming brought the woman back, except for the woman's residence and his own bedroom, he has never been to any concubine's place.

This single favor is too big a threat to the women of the entire Hades!
What's more troublesome is that Emperor Hades doesn't allow anyone to approach that hall at all!
So no one knows where the woman in it came from and what means.

There are already many women in the Nether Palace, but now they are exclusively favored by an outsider.

This breath, they will never swallow it like this!
It took seven full days and seven nights for Feng Qingyu to heal the dark injury caused by Nirvana hastily.

When she came out of the quiet room, her complexion had returned to normal, and the momentum around her body became more and more calm and restrained.

Without a certain way, I really can't see the depth of her.

Seeing the movement in the hall, the old bird immediately opened the hall door and went in to greet Feng Qingyu.

And the attendants who were guarding outside also brought hot water and other items over.

Seeing Feng Qingyu again, the old bird's heart sank again.

I don't know if it's an illusion or because the loss of his soul is too heavy.

I always feel that this girl is much stronger.

But upon closer inspection, she found that her cultivation had not increased in any way, which was equivalent to the cultivator of the mortal world.

This is something he has never understood.

Mingming's cultivation base is so much weaker than Di Tianming, why is Di Tianming unable to fight back against her?

And the stronger Feng Qingyu was, the harder it would be for him to get rid of her control, and the harder it would be to force out that wisp of ghost fire.

In the past seven days, it has tried countless methods, but it is unable to force the ghost fire out of its soul body.

Unless Feng Qingyu personally took action, this ghost fire really had to follow it.

After bowing to Feng Qingyu very respectfully, the old bird obediently left the hall.

It wasn't until Feng Qingyu finished washing and the attendants also removed the bath water that the old bird came in again.

"What has Di Tianming been busy with these days?" Feng Qingyu asked while sitting on the first seat.

At this time, she was wearing a long moon white dress, her demeanor was quiet and elegant, and she had a little more of the softness of a woman in the mortal world.

"Go back to the master, Di Tianming will come to greet you every day at nine o'clock, and then go back to the sleeping hall.

As for what happened after he returned to the dorm, the old slave really didn't know. "The old bird lowered his head slightly and replied.

Glancing at the old bird lightly, a sneer flashed across Feng Qingyu's eyes.

This old guy really didn't give up!

If I really had suspicions about Di Tianming, I was afraid that it would turn around and form an alliance with that guy to deal with her.
Ugh.
Still not strong enough, if the cultivation base is strong enough, why would they care about these little tricks.
Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion outside the hall.

Feng Qingyu frowned slightly, and the old bird understood it. In the next second, its figure had disappeared, and when it appeared, it had already appeared on the corridor outside the hall.

On the corridor, several coquettish and scantily clad women surrounded a luxuriously dressed woman.

The female cultivation base is not weak, and her appearance is also gorgeous and unparalleled, far surpassing the number of women around.

"What are you yelling about? Didn't Di Tianming tell you that you are not allowed to come here to disturb you?" As soon as the old bird appeared, he scolded arrogantly.

The half-bald bird's head was even more raised, and the black eyes were full of disdain. He just looked at a few scantily clad women like that, without any intention of avoiding taboos.

"Who are you! How can you talk to our mother-in-law!"

The little girl who looked like a maid had just finished scolding the old bird, when the gorgeously dressed woman in the middle waved her hand and told her to step back.

"Excuse me, did my sister ever wake up?
Oh, my name is HyunA, the head of the Twelve Concubines of the Underworld.

I learned that there is a new sister entering the palace, and I came here to bring you sisters to meet! "

The woman's words were soft and polite, but her eyes were full of arrogance, and she didn't put this bald old bird in her eyes at all.

The old bird tilted his head to look at her, and refused directly: "My master has no guests, so you still go back and forth, don't make a fuss here!"

After speaking, the old bird stopped paying attention to these people and flew away.

But it didn't fly very far when a red yarn suddenly rolled up and wrapped around the old bird's ankle, pulling it back in midair!

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