The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Feng Ling Xuan

above the hall
Miaoyuan carefully followed Murongfeng's figure and stepped into the palace.I saw that the whole hall was deserted and there was no one around.

"Well, is there no one?" She was just wondering when she saw another disciple in white suddenly walking out of the side hall in front of her.

He was holding a wooden plate in his hand, and there seemed to be a green jade plaque on it. He was walking towards them with a light figure and steady steps, quite like an immortal.

Beside him, after seeing him, Murong Feng lowered his body and bowed respectfully, "Senior brother, she is the little highness of the ghost tribe, Yan Miaoyuan."

"H-Hello..." Miaoyuan glanced at Murongfeng and hurriedly followed him in bending down to salute, using the etiquette of the ghost clan.

After the man saw it, he kept it in his heart calmly, thinking that in the future this junior sister might have to learn from the simplest step.

He bowed his head and bowed in return, and said with a somewhat elegant tone, "Hello, I'm Yu Heng, just call me senior brother. This is your token. Just hold it when you enter inside or outside Cangling Mountain."

"Yes, thank you, senior brother." Miaoyuan picked up the jade plaque on the wooden plate, looked down at it, and was a little surprised, "What beautiful calligraphy."

I saw two big characters written on it: Miaoyuan.

It looks even better than writing her name herself.

Yu Heng's serious face suddenly burst into laughter. Unexpectedly, this little junior sister turned out to be a straight-tempered person, "This is the master's calligraphy. The tokens of all the disciples of Cang Lingshan are written by their respective masters. They have special characteristics." What’s the meaning?”

"Is that so?" Miaoyuan held it tightly in her hand. The token in her hand was written by the sect master himself.

She looked up at him and said solemnly: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely keep it well."

"Well, junior sister, keep it carefully. After all, if you lose this thing, you will be punished by the master."

"Punishment?" Miaoyuan muttered in her heart. It turns out that if she loses this little jade token, she will be punished. Why is this more than the rules of their ghost clan?

Murong Feng, who was beside him, saw that she was thinking a little, so he couldn't help but said: "But junior sister, you don't have to worry, the master actually accepted you as a closed disciple. He must value you very much and will not punish you easily."

"Yeah, thank you, Senior Brother Murong."

Yu Heng turned to look at Murong Feng and said carefully: "Junior brother Murong, if that's the case, take her back to the small courtyard to tidy up, and then take her to the main hall to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony in the evening."

"Don't worry, senior brother, Murong understands."

"Well, I still have to prepare things for the apprenticeship ceremony in the main hall. I'll leave first."

Murong Feng bowed and saluted, "Yes, senior brother, walk slowly."

Miaoyuan followed Murongfeng and saluted, "Thank you, senior brother."

"You're welcome." Yu Heng walked out of the hall, but Miao Yuan could only turn around, and his figure quickly disappeared into the hall.

Miaoyuan's eyes widened in surprise, "This..."

Is this too fast?
In just the blink of an eye, you can leave here and quickly transform to the next place.How high a level of cultivation is required to achieve this?

"Junior sister, come with me this way." Murong Feng was already in the direction of the side door in a blink of an eye, and turned back to look at her.

Miaoyuan turned around and was shocked again, "Senior...Senior Brother..."

How did he get there! !

Murong Feng smiled at her, "This is a step-by-step transformation, which is several times faster than the power of ordinary magic."

"This, that's it..."

"After you get started, the master will teach you. Now, I will take you to your courtyard to see it."

Just as Murong Feng was about to turn around and leave, he saw Miao Yuan rushing over quickly, "Wait, wait!!" "What's wrong, junior sister?" Murong Feng looked at her with doubtful eyes.

He saw Miaoyuan walking out of the door one step ahead of him, "Let me go first, senior brother, you are too fast, I can't keep up."

"Is that so?" He shook his head, smiled, and walked out slowly.

This time, his speed slowed down, and he even introduced her to the general layout and orientation of Feng Lingxuan.

Judging from the current topography of Cangling Mountain, from south to north, from low to high, the topography of Fanyin Pavilion is the lowest, while the topography of Xiangyu Mountain on the north side is the highest. Therefore, the terrain rain falls every day, and the climate is relatively Cold.

Therefore, Fenglingxuan, located between the two islands, is half cold and half warm.The cold northern courtyard was where Murong Feng and Yu Heng lived, so the vacant warm courtyard was naturally reserved for Miaoyuan.

She also happened to like the ink bamboo and pavilion in this cool courtyard. When it was hot, she could sit inside to drink tea and play cards. When it rained, she could sit inside to avoid the rain and wind.

After Yu Heng took her around the small courtyard, he patiently introduced: "This is Xiaoqi Pavilion. Junior sister will live here in the future. Senior Brother Yu Heng and I live in the small courtyard over there, very far away from here." It’s very close, just walk past the Bay Heron Lake.”

"Yeah, I understand, thank you, senior brother."

"This is your residence inside. Junior sister, can you go in and see what is missing? I will prepare everything for you in the evening."

"Okay, I'll trouble you, senior brother." Miaoyuan followed Yu Heng, stepped onto the corridor stairs, walked across the corridor, and walked into the side room.

in the room
Cao Fu was cleaning up when she looked up and saw her coming in. She happily put down her work and walked over and said, "Your Highness, look, the ghost servant has cleaned it for you. You can stay here tonight."

Miaoyuan glanced at the clean wing and nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hard work, Cao Fu."

"It's not hard work. Your Highness will have to stay here forever, and the ghost servants must clean it up."

Yu Heng saw the master and servant talking intimately and standing at the door of the room. It was not convenient to go in, so he said: "Junior sister, then you can have a good rest here. I will call you again during the dinner tonight."

Miaoyuan hurriedly turned around to look at him, "Senior brother, why don't you come in and sit down? Cao Fu has already cleaned the place."

Yu Heng shook his head and bowed politely, "No need, junior sister, you have a long journey and you should have a good rest. If you have anything to say, we can talk to you later."

This is also the reason. After all, he is a man, and it is a bit inconvenient to enter the woman's wing.

Miaoyuan could understand, "Then I'll bother you, senior brother. After I finish cleaning up, I will go and thank you properly."

"Junior sister, there is no need to be so polite. I am just following my master's orders. I'll leave first. If you need anything, you can go to the Wansen Courtyard next door to find me."

"Okay, senior brother, let's go slowly." Miaoyuan watched Yu Heng leave, then took off the strength from her shoulders, turned around and found a soft couch to lie down on.

"Phew, I'm exhausted..."

She could finally rest. She was almost exhausted from climbing Cangling Mountain.

Cao Fu hurriedly walked over, lifted up the spiritual tea cup, and poured her a cup of hot tea, "Your Highness, please rest and have some tea."

"Yeah, thank you, Caofu. You're tired from the journey. Please sit down and take a rest."

Miaoyuan greeted her to sit down, took the tea cup from her, and took a big sip without warning, "Pfft-!!"

She spat out the spiritual tea as soon as it entered her mouth. This was the first time she had shown such disregard for image and lack of etiquette.

"Ah...it's so painful!!"

"Your Highness?!" Cao Fu was so frightened that she sat up again in an instant, "What's going on? What's wrong with this tea?"

Miaoyuan grimaced, put down the spiritual tea cup in her hand, quickly took out a candied fruit from the Qiankun bag and stuffed it into her mouth.

"It's too...bitter...this tea."