The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Feng Ling Xuan

Inside Xiaoqi Pavilion

Murong Feng carefully escorted her into the courtyard. After seeing her enter the room with his own eyes and turn on the light, he felt relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately, she came out in time, otherwise if someone discovered this, they would be in ruins.

After Miaoyuan entered the house, she washed herself and lay down to rest. Because she knows that there will be more difficult obstacles waiting for her tomorrow. She and the big snake are already disliked by everyone in Cangling Mountain. If she doesn't work hard to make progress, she may be eaten by others without leaving any bones or dregs. .

Although she was suspicious of why Senior Brother Longsheng helped her tonight, since Senior Brother Longsheng helped her, she would always remember this kindness. However, she had to be on guard against others, so it was better for her to be more cautious.

After Murong Feng left the courtyard, he remembered what Kui Yin said to him and Junior Brother Shuli, and couldn't help but sigh, and his figure disappeared into the dark night.

Are the three countermeasures so easy to implement? Junior sister, she has really taken on another important task for herself.

However, compared to the long-term matter of Junior Sister, the current competition between him and Junior Brother Yun Yu is the most important.

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fenglingtai

Mao Shizheng

Miaoyuan sat on the stage, half-leaning on the stone pillar and dozing off sleepily. It was already midnight when I came back from Muzhen Mountain yesterday, and now I have to get up before midnight to practice, but I'm not very sleepy.

On the side, Kui Yin stood upright holding Mingxiao's sword. He didn't understand how he got up today. Yesterday, he was punished like a forest. He had suffered so much. Wasn't his body tired?

Miaoyuan wanted to ask him, but at this moment she wanted to sleep more.

Kui Yin noticed the change in the wind direction around him and immediately reminded him, "Master is here."

Miaoyuan quickly opened her eyes, picked up her Sky Sword from the stage, stood up together, lowered her body and began to salute.

"I've seen the master——"

Kui Yin also lowered his head.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Minlan's figure appeared on the huge Fengling platform. He waved his hand and said, "Get up."

"Thank you, Master." The two stood up, each holding a sword in their hands, looking very handsome.

Without saying a word, Minlan swept his palm towards the two of them. It seemed that he didn't even use the power of his heart, but the wind suddenly rose up with huge force, forcing the two of them to retreat step by step. There was no trace of handsomeness at all. All that was left was embarrassment.

"Master?!" Miaoyuan was surprised. She had to pull out the Cang Qiong Hao Sword in her arms to block it in front of her to protect her body.

What is he going to do? As soon as I arrived, I wanted to test their background.

The Mingxiao sword in Kui Yin's hand was also unsheathed early and placed in front of him to protect him.

Min Lan couldn't help but frown, the disgust in his eyes was very obvious. It was only one move, and the two of them were vulnerable to this attack. If the magic weapon and sword were removed, wouldn't they be unable to survive the enemy's three moves, and they would be useless.

"Wow!" The power of the spell in his hand was increased by 30% of the power of the heart source, and the strong wind around him was even stronger. Even the stubborn rocks on the ground were ready to move, with the intention of going beyond the plane. "Master!!" Miao Yuan held up the Cang Qiong Hao Sword to resist his attack. The power of the heart source in her hand was continuously sent to it, and her face was blown white by the cold wind.

Her master really wanted to put pressure on them as soon as he came, and used such strong power to fight against them. How could they have any power to fight back? Even Kui Yin on the side was blown towards Feng Ling by his powerful force. The platform fell.

"Bang," there was a sound, and the sword in Kui Yin's hand rolled down with him, looking disgraced and embarrassed.

Although he has a body of cultivation, he has no cultivation skills. He only learned a few superficial skills from Murong Feng. How can he compare with those of them who have practiced for hundreds or even millions of years.

"Ah——" Miaoyuan was knocked to the ground by the strong wind, and she didn't even have the ability to fight back. The Cang Qiong Hao Sword in her hand was also thrown away by the strong wind, and fell to the ground with her.

Wow, wow, this is really embarrassing.

Miaoyuan didn't even think about it. Who was knocked to the ground so nakedly on their first day of practice? It was such a shame and humiliation.

Minlan withdrew the power of the spell and looked at the two apprentices, one lying on the stage and the other lying under the stage, with a cold face, "In the first lesson, I will teach you how to avoid this first move."

Miaoyuan lay quietly on the table, her heart filled with despair. Her long journey of cultivation had begun.

Kui Yin endured the pain in his butt and back, picked up the sword and stood up. Miaoyuan on the stage also slowly sat up, feeling resentful. She didn't know who could be taught her master's teaching method.

Kui Yin stepped onto the Fengling Terrace again, strode up to Min Lan, and saluted respectfully, "I've been taught."

Miaoyuan: "?!" Has he been taught? Why was he taught? He fell to the ground and was taught?

Minlan glanced at him, and his eyes suddenly fell on Miaoyuan, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, not knowing how to react. He said in a serious tone: "Why don't you get up?!"

What if this training ground is her bed in Xiaoqi Pavilion, where she can lie down whenever she wants and sit whenever she wants?

"Oh...oh yes," Miaoyuan stood up slowly, picked up the Cang Qiong Hao Sword that fell aside and trotted over.

"Master——" She also saluted respectfully to Minglan, but Minglan didn't want to look at her.

"Go, find five magic weapon bags on this Fengling platform within half an hour."

Magic bag? Miaoyuan lowered her head and kept making little thoughts in her mind. What was she doing looking for the magic weapon bag? Could it be that there is some treasure hidden in the magic weapon bag?

"Among the five magic weapon bags, only one contains magic weapons and magic weapons. Apart from that, the other four are all illusory Nirvana. If you get it, you will be injured, and if you touch it, you will die. It all depends on your creation. .”

"Death?!" Miaoyuan raised her eyes in shock. Can their lives be saved? Is the illusion of nirvana so powerful that it can actually kill them?

Minlan automatically blocked her words and continued: "If you can't find five magic weapon bags, you won't be allowed to take a break at noon."

"What? No rest?" Miaoyuan resisted every time, horrified. How could it be so dangerous and torturous? Forget about looking for dangerous magic weapon bags, why don't they let them rest at noon? So how do they find someone to break this situation? It would be difficult for her and Kui Yin to reach the sky based on their knowledge and intelligence alone.

Kui Yin bowed and saluted, "Yes, disciple understands."

Anyway, whatever he said, that's all. As for whether this thing can be completed, whether it is dangerous, and whether it will hurt his life, are all matters for later.

Although Miaoyuan was not happy, she had no other choice, and she did not dare to disobey her master's order. She could only follow Kui Yin and bow down, "Yes, disciple, take the order."

God really wants to kill her. How come she feels like every lesson is killing her while practicing and studying with her master.