Chapter 620

This is really, the ice edge flower raised in the greenhouse does not understand the world, and is ruthless.Although this is the characteristic of ice-type monks, after all, something is missing.

It's like being too hardworking, and being kicked out of the customs by someone who doesn't know where he doesn't like it.

The so-called big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps.

People, you still need to practice more, especially the princes of Lingyue Kingdom who are ignorant of the world.If you only care about cultivation, have never experienced setbacks, and never experienced the fear of dying, how will you protect yourself in the future and become the master of extreme cold?

"At first, I thought that Lord Shangyang killed your Ling clan out of personal anger and had something to do with me. Now, it seems that the culprit is on you." Yuan Zhao looked at Ling Lang with an innocent face, "You're a <Upper Grade Jade Dust Art>?"

Originally fearless, Ling Lang suddenly felt guilty when he heard the name of the exercise, but he still stubbornly remained calm.

"I heard that those are the few words left behind by the disciple of the god of Nanyuan in the upper realm, Fenluo Lingqiu, who was transformed into an extremely cold environment." Yuan Zhao knew the origin of the classic exercises very well, "it was picked up by the founding king of Lingyue Kingdom by accident... ..."

According to the classics, tens of thousands of years ago, the extremely cold land was originally a place of exile in Lingqiu Continent, and the founding monarch of Lingyue Kingdom was one of the sinners who were exiled.

It doesn't matter what crime he has committed, or who his last name is.

In short, he changed his name and surname after he learned the top-grade exercises there, and he has established a state since the founding of the country.It's a pity that it is an incomplete technique, otherwise, once it is practiced, the body will be sanctified, and it will ascend to the upper realm and become the disciple of Nanyuan True God.

It is a pity that it is a broken scripture after all, and the founding king of Lingyue lived to be more than 9000 years old and could not hold on to his death.There is no one else who can live to be more than 9000 years old in the extremely cold environment.

Because of this, Lingyue Kingdom has accumulated prestige for a long time, and other tribes and small countries all habitually submit to it.

Regrettably, after the death of the founding king, no one in the Lingyue royal family is suitable for practicing high-grade classics.The national power is weakening, the prestige is gradually declining, and it is even reduced to worshiping a monk from other places as the master.

This person is Shangyang Xianjun.

"I said that the reborn man has the ability to kill me to prove the truth," Yuan Zhao looked at the pale Ling Lang suddenly, "So you are his reliance..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Ling Lang couldn't pretend to be calm anymore, he shook his head and waved his hands hastily, "Impossible! When Xianjun was around, I was still an ignorant little child. At that time, I hadn't practiced <Yu Chen tactic>!"

Knowing that she was going to leave Lingyue Kingdom, she was naive as a baby, so she ran to a secret passage and hid.Accidentally found a jade slip, recognized the owner, and then started to practice in a daze.

Then she was discovered by her grandmother, and she had to leave.

"...Every time a member of my royal family is added, as a rule, I have to hug the fairy to examine the spiritual root and give him blessings..." Ling Lang was talking, and suddenly found that something was wrong, and said in amazement, "Could it be that he isn't Pray, but..."

Instead, I am observing to see which baby has the skeleton and face of awakening the ability of the ancestors?Thinking of this, an unprecedented chill emerged spontaneously.

She had eavesdropped on the conversation between her grandmother and the national teacher, and thought that Xianjun was not sincere enough for Ling Yueguo.

Although he accepted disciples from the royal family as apprentices, compared with disciples with other surnames, the exercises learned by the disciples of the Ling family are all basic skills.

One question is that the aptitude is poor, and I can't learn advanced techniques.

Frightened by Xianjun's ruthless behavior, even the grandmother dared not complain a lot.

"You also found something wrong?" Yuan Zhao looked at Ling Lang whose face was like gold paper, and said indifferently, "That is to say, if I allow you to practice here, it is tantamount to raising a furnace. Cauldron for Shangyang..."

Otherwise, Shangyang couldn't beat her before he fell, so why would he think that he would be sure to win her after resurrection?
To actually try to kill her to preach the truth is simply absurd!
"No, no," Ling Lang is a girl who has never seen the world after all. She has been practicing in the cold abyss for many years. Now she is trembling with fear from her idol's words, and she forcibly calms down. "Don't worry, my lord, I will never let him succeed." !"

Then Shangyang Xianjun is an old man who has lived for thousands of years. How can she be willing to commit herself to him when she is in her prime?
Don't say that the strong are respected, there are many strong people in Lingqiu Continent.

Look, there is one in front of her.

Rather than submitting to the old man, it is better to obey the orders of the female monarch who is close at hand.

"Xianjun's will," Yuan Zhao was amused by her naive thoughts, and stretched out his hand towards a pool of green lotus next to him, "How can you control it?"

After finishing speaking, with a wave of his hand, a pool of green lotus broke at the waist in an instant.Then I stretched out my fingers and picked it lightly, and saw a strong turbulence in the clear spring, and the water surface was churning.Then there was a clear and strange fragrance in the ice palace, and the smell became stronger and stronger.

It even brought out a faint smell of decay... Huh, a figure stepped forward to block the pool, shouting urgently:
"Be merciful!"

Well?Yuan Zhao tilted his head slightly, his eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.

"My lord!" Realizing that she was no longer able to move, Ling Lang calmed down and explained in a trembling voice, "There are strange flowers from Nanyuan hidden under here, and I am trying to cultivate them. I thought I would give them to you after they were cultivated. I didn't expect to be discovered by you..."

"Nanyuan Qihua?" Yuan Zhao withdrew his finger, slightly puzzled.

"Yes, my ancestors took the strange flowers from Nanyuan to end their long lives. It is an illegal formula..." According to Yu Jianli's explanation, Nanyuan is indeed the upper realm of the gods, and the strange flowers have a healing effect on the immortals of the upper realm , The lower realm monks can prolong life if they wear it.

However, the petals of the strange flower were eaten by her ancestors, and the remaining six seeds were hidden in the fresh flower-shaped flower holder.Right now, there is one planted at the bottom of the spring in the lotus pond, and there are faint signs of breaking the shell, so it must not be moved!

"There is no life at the bottom of the spring," Yuan Zhao said speechlessly, "I guess it's not broken shell, it's rotten."

Ling Lang: "..."

She doesn't believe it! ! !At the risk of wasting all previous efforts, open the seal boldly and carefully seek proof.A moment later, a rotten seed was placed in front of Miss Ling, and she couldn't help being stunned.

Is this the result of ten years of careful cultivation? !

While cultivating and guarding at the same time, even if you leave, it will take at most a day and a half, and you dare not stay outside for too long, lest it will be poached away by someone.

As a result, it has long since become a puddle of mud.

After a long while, Miss Ling offered a fresh flower-shaped flower holder with a face ashamed, and said weakly: "Ling Lang would like to present a rare flower in return for your 19 years of nurturing and maintenance..."

Yuan Zhao looked at the torus with complicated emotions.

What did everyone think of her?Lingzhi Gardener? !Really strange things happen every year, especially recently!A living Molan Ziyue hangs around the Lingzhi Garden in the Great Barren Mountain all day long, so why is no one willing to ask her to give it a try?
"Ling Lang," Yuan Zhao said without picking up her strange flowers, "I named you Lord Hanchuan of Baidi City and named you Yuelang. Ten days later, I will go to the Monster Forest to guard the barrier with the children of the Monster Race in the northern suburbs." ..."

Those who try to destroy the barrier, no matter what sect or faction, will be killed without mercy.

"Yuelang," Yuan Zhao lifted the stunned new general's chin, and Yuan Zhao's eyes were cold, "You are my Lord Hanchuan, and you are the sword used by Baidi City to maintain peace between the two worlds and provoke the power of the world..."

If she has no interest in life, she can simply die in the enchantment of the monster forest.

If she wanted to live, she would hone her skills at the barrier and become the veritable King of Cold River in Baidi City.In this way, she is qualified to return to Lingyue Kingdom to compete with Shangyang Xianjun and become the real Lord of Extreme Cold.

"If you want to live but are unable to protect yourself, you can only become one with Shangyang Xianjun." Having said that, Yuan Zhao patted the top of her hair with a smile, "At that time, I will be happy to drink Your glass of wedding wine..."

Let the two realize the beautiful vision of being a husband and wife, sharing misfortunes and blessings together.

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