Red Heart Survey

In the small building where the Lord of Lingxiao Pavilion lives alone.

Ye Lingxiao, who is unrestrained and unrestrained, is carefully drawing with a paintbrush in his hand.

Ye Qingyu casually flipped through an ancient book in front of the bookshelf.

"Father." She asked casually, "What did Du Ruhui tell you when he came over that day?"

Ye Lingxiao stopped writing, and turned her head to look at her daughter with a half-smile: "Do you want to know, or that kid wants to know?"

Ye Qingyu wrinkled her nose: "What is this kid, that kid, he has a name."

"Yes. His surname is Jiang, and his name is An An's brother." Ye Lingxiao rolled his eyes: "He has this place in my heart."

"He didn't look for me, I was curious." Ye Qingyu stuffed the book back, and took out another one, saying dissatisfiedly: "My Lord Pavilion Master, how did Fellow Daoist Jiang offend you?"

Ye Lingxiao stared: "What's the matter, the Yunding Fairy Palace I prepared for you was taken away by him, it's fine if I don't trouble him! I still have to spoil him?"

"Okay, okay." Ye Qingyu casually flipped through a few pages, and said with disgust: "You don't care too much, don't think I don't know."

"That's Yunding Immortal Palace! One of the Nine Great Immortal Palaces in the ancient times. Why don't I care about it? How much I have spent on you, you stupid girl!" Ye Lingxiao jumped anxiously, showing no real demeanor.

"Uncle Ugly told me everything." Ye Qingyu rolled his eyes at him: "There is one magical fruit in thirty-three years, but Yunzhuan needs the right time, place and people. What you value most is Yunzhuan. Things like Yunding Immortal Palace, Fortune is thin, cause and effect are heavy."

Ye Lingxiao's teeth itch a little: "This ugly bastard can't hide anything!"

"And ah." Ye Qingyu laughed, her smile was in the same line as Ye Lingxiao's, and they were both extremely good-looking: "Who is my father? He has already walked out of his own way, why would he care about the outdated inheritance? Don't say that Yunding Immortal Palace is just a piece of land now. Ruins, even at the height of your peak, you don't even bother to look at them!"

Ye Lingxiao immediately smiled: "Don't say that, I'll still take a look... Cough, of course, I want to be Ling Yu, and I don't bother to follow the path of the predecessors."

This old kid is so easy to coax, Ye Qingyu looked at him amusedly: "That's why. Dad, what did Du Ruhui tell you in private?"

Ye Lingxiao immediately withdrew his smile: "No comment."

Ye Qingyu stopped laughing immediately, and turned the page again and again in annoyance: "Forget it!"

"Hey, take it easy!" Ye Lingxiao couldn't stand it anymore: "You have a rare copy in your hand, it's very rare!"

huh huh huh.

Ye Qingyu turned the pages of the book without saying a word.

Ye Lingxiao let out a long sigh, and said helplessly: "Actually, I didn't say anything. Zhuangguo won the war with Moguo before, and also shined in the four-party talks held in the city of Buredemption. Du Ruhui showed weakness in the confrontation with Yong Guo a few days ago, and Du Ruhui couldn't sit still, he just came to test the reaction of the surrounding forces."

"That's all?" Ye Qingyu was a little suspicious.

"Anyway, that's what he expressed to me." Ye Lingxiao was a little dissatisfied: "Is your father still going to lie to you?"

Ye Qingyu giggled: "Of course not!"

She put the precious ancient book in her hand back on the shelf: "Draw slowly, I'll go."

"Wait!" Ye Lingxiao scolded: "Where is this place where you are the master of the pavilion, come and leave as soon as you say?"

Ye Qingyu was quite helpless, but she cooperated with the scene and put on a show, "Hmph! This heroine has to leave today, let's see who can stop me!"

This is the daily script of the father and daughter.

Ye Lingxiao raised his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me advise you to keep a distance from that person. He looks like he will die young!"

This is a metaphor.

Ye Qingyu stopped his posture, tilted his head and said: "I have also learned some physiognomy, why didn't I see it?"

Ye Lingxiao suddenly felt bored, and turned his head away: "Your knowledge is too shallow!"

"Okay." Ye Qingyu only felt that her father was starting to talk nonsense again, she blinked her eyes indifferently, stepped out of the building, and closed the door with her backhand: "Let the little girl retreat to practice her life, and come back with me when she is deep. You communicate!"

The daughter left, and the small building became quiet again.

When she was very young, it was usually very lively here. But as the daughter grew up and became more and more beautiful, she didn't have much to talk to her father about.

Quiet here.

Ye Lingxiao stood alone for a while, staring at the painting he had sketched with only a few strokes, in a daze.

After a long time, I finally put down the brush in my hand and did not continue.

Only one sigh—

"There are infinite paintings in the world, but a piece of sadness cannot be painted."

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Some people are happy and some are sad.

Jiang Wang retreated from the sword discussion stage, and won another victory without using his magical powers.

Although he still hasn't made it into the top 100 prefectures in the Taixuan territory, he has accumulated a lot of merit, so he can deduce the Taoism. The freshly baked three-story podium is waiting for him to open.

The blessed land is still the same as it was originally, and there has been no change due to the continuous decline in rankings.

Missed the Blessed Land Challenge Day in Chiyun Mountain, and now the blessed land has fallen to Dongbaiyuan, which is ranked 39th, with only 430 points in accumulated monthly merit.

From the thirty-sixth place in the blessed land onwards, every time one is dropped, the monthly cumulative merit is only reduced by ten points, which can be said to be very small.

Jiang Wang feels more and more that Fudi's monthly hard work is just a small head, and he has not yet seen the real big benefits.

He is currently in the Inner Mansion Realm, and the fifth-grade sword discussion platform used by Xinghe Lunjian requires 120 points of kung fu just to activate it, and there have already been 240 points of kung fu in the first battle. What is the use of this little amount of gong every month in the blessed land? It's not worth fighting for those strong ones at all.

Of course, the premise of knowing the truth can only be victory.

He hasn't won any Blessed Land challenge so far, so he can only keep his doubts in his heart.

Putting the displayed Rotten Wood Jue on the stage, with the blessing of Taixu's first Tenglong honor, the effect of the stage is now four floors high, and the deduction of the exercises is naturally more perfect than before.

After exhausting all the hard work, this time, he finally deduced the Kuchimu Jue from the first-class low-rank to the first-class middle-rank, and has entered the threshold of inner palace monks' practice. It is at the same level as Octave Flame Sparrow and Flame Sparrow.

The more you study this Taoism, the more you can perceive its potential. It is a very rare aura, but it is limited to the talent of the head of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy, and cannot be pushed to a higher level.

Jiang Wang can't do it by himself, because he doesn't have the inspiration to give birth to Kui Mu Jue, nor does he have the vision to stand on a higher ground. At this time, the superiority of acting on the stage is reflected.

The greatness of the Illusory Realm may not be appreciated by people until it is truly popularized.

Jiang Wang didn't think too much about it, and after thoroughly familiarizing himself with the first-class middle-grade Rotten Wood Jue, he engraved it into the First Inner Palace.

This is the first instant Taoism at the level of his inner palace, which means a lot to him.

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ps: "There are infinite paintings in the world, but a piece of sadness can't be painted." —— "Jinling Evening View" · Tang Gaochan