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Chapter 301

On this day, Qin Xinyao planned to take a mirror to walk around in Qin City.She is like a child who has written beautiful articles, and she can't wait to show her works to her elders.

It's just that she ignored her current identity for a while, pulled Jing Yingrong and before she could leave the gate, a group of cronies quickly gathered behind her.

"No need to follow."

She dismissed the attendants with a wave, and took Jing Yingrong's arm and walked out under the blank and curious eyes of everyone.

However, it was less than a hundred steps away from the Qin family's mansion to the street, and the two of them had already listened to "I have met the Patriarch" no less than twenty times.

When the owner of another shop dropped his work and ran out to greet him, Qin Xinyao and Jing Yingrong returned to the mansion helplessly.

"I can't go shopping like this, I have to change my appearance."

As Qin Xinyao spoke, she wanted to mobilize her spiritual power.Now that she has become a god, it is not difficult to deceive low-level monks by changing her appearance.

Jing Yingrong's eyes lit up, and suddenly there were several items in both hands.

"I can make up for you."

Although Qin Xinyao had never used the things in her hands, she recognized them.

"Sis, when did you learn this skill?" Qin Xinyao looked at those things with interest.

Jing Yingrong replied decisively: "I haven't learned it before."

Qin Xinyao was stunned for a moment.

Jing Yingrong looked at the ones in his hand, and added: "It was given to me by someone else."

On the way to Changhuan Mansion, He Zongtao stuffed her with some of his favorite works from time to time.

Qin Xinyao looked hesitant: "But you haven't learned..."

"Others have transformed it for me, and I have seen it many times."

Jing Yingrong's eyes became brighter, showing a look of eagerness to try, and her plain words seemed to have inexplicable confidence.

Qin Xinyao now understood her intentions, looked at her in amazement and amused, then closed her eyes and turned her heart, and said proudly: "Come on!"

Jing Yingrong imitated He Zongtao's posture, and danced with left and right hands on Qin Xinyao's face to create afterimages, and even rolled up makeup on both ends of Yunluo to join the "battle".

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Xinyao felt the strange sensations on her face disappear, and then heard Jing Yingrong's voice: "It's done."

She opened her eyes, and consciousness swept across her face.

Jing Yingrong: "How is it?"

She was asking Qin Xinyao and the three spirits in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Xinyao blinked, her expression was a little stiff.

"Very good." Jishajian replied.

A small ball of joy rose in Jing Yingrong's eyes.

Jishajian continued: "Barely like a human being."

The caper extinguished.

Ji Yanzhu said angrily: "Why are you being sarcastic, mirrors don't like this kind of jokes."

Jing Yingrong: "Hmm..."

Ji Yanzhu continued: "Just say it's ugly."

Mirror Yingrong: "..."

Jijie Pen: "It doesn't matter how many times I have said that you two can't speak."

Jing Yingrong stared at Qin Xinyao who had been silent since just now.

"Is it ugly?"

"Well……"

Qin Xinyao showed a thoughtful look, and then said seriously: "It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. As a first-time practice, the experience process is the most important thing. The more ugly it is, the more it shows that you have a lot of room for improvement, sister!"

Jing Yingrong thought for a while, raised her brows and eyes, and nodded vigorously in agreement.

Qin Xinyao rolled her eyes, glanced at the makeup that Jing Yingrong put on the small table beside her, and said with a sly smile: "Reciprocity, it's my turn to make it up for you!"

She grabbed the cosmetics and rushed towards Jing Yingrong.

……

When the moon was at its zenith, the two men who had changed their appearances swaggered out of the Qin family's mansion after hiding their cultivation.

Although there were strange eyes from time to time along the way, they were not disturbed by other things.

The construction in Qin City is centered on the Qin family mansion and radiates outward. The closer to the Qin mansion, the more prosperous and prosperous the monks are.

Surrounding the mansion, the two went successively to the Preaching Academy for teaching exercises, the Battlefield for teaching martial arts and martial arts, the Shangshan Hall for retreats, the various palaces for cultivating alchemy and talisman talents, and the penalty area. The Zhengmingtang in the city, the Wan'anyuan in charge of the city's defense work, etc., are all departments with important functions.

In the past, the Qin family also had halls in charge of these affairs. At that time, they were all set up inside the high walls of the mansion, and several courtyards were set aside as office venues.

But now, they have become independent gardens, each covering an area comparable to or even larger than that of a mansion.The mansion has become the place where the core figures of the Qin family practice daily and discuss decisions.

There are many places inside these departments that people are not allowed to walk around at will, but there is no harm in visiting outside.When passing by the main entrance of Shangshan Hall, Qin Xinyao pointed to the distinctive pavilions inside and introduced them to Jing Yingrong. The guards not far away looked familiar, probably because there were too many foreign monks visiting here, and it was not uncommon for them to see them.

In the outer circle, there are a variety of shops and buildings with various uses, as well as large and small residences.In one of the shops, Jing Yingrong saw the special products from the Wufeng Sword Sect and other sects of Guanniya Palace in the First Beginning.

In the outer area, there are strict defense forces everywhere, training grounds that simulate different environments, and large public areas such as flying boat parking areas and monster breeding gardens.

At last they came to the south corner of the city.

In the south of the city stands a tall building.It was originally an abandoned tower, but it was restored and refurbished, not only new, but even grander than the original.The natural texture of the stone on the outer wall forms a pattern resembling auspicious clouds. The wide and long steps spiral up like a dragon winding around a column.

Many boys and girls are climbing the long steps. These young monks who have just entered the path and cannot fly with weapons are playing a game of foot power to see who can reach the top of the tower the fastest.They would always look curiously at Qin Xinyao when they passed by the mirror that was slowly climbing up the stairs, but the speed of their feet was not slow, and they disappeared around the corner in front of them like flying.

Looking up from below, the tip of the tower piercing the sky can be called sharp, but when you reach the top, you will find that the tip of the tower is a platform several feet square.

There is a humanoid sculpture in the center of the platform. The white material is transparent and moist, bathed in rain, dew, wind and frost, and glowing with infinite brilliance.

The figure of the statue is graceful, and the dress is flying, as if it will be gone by the wind in the next moment.Her facial features were blurred, her face drooped slightly, as if she was overlooking the entire Qin City.

Jing Yingrong stared at the statue for a while and asked, "Is this me?"

Qin Xinyao responded with a smile.She reached out to caress the blank base of the statue, looked up at the face of the statue, and said, "I was afraid of causing you unnecessary trouble, so I didn't carve your real appearance."

She paused, took a breath, and said firmly: "When the time is right, I will definitely finish it."

"The time is ripe..."

Jing Yingrong turned her eyes away from the statue and stared at Qin Xinyao.

"If you want, start a sect."

Not a question, but a statement.

Today's Qincheng is just like the embryonic form of a sect.

It is weak, crude, crude, and has many flaws and deficiencies, but it truly reflects the ambition of those in power.

Qin Xinyao answered bluntly: "Yes!"

She stood under the statue, looking at the sky thousands of miles away.

"The Qin family is too small, and Helianzhou is too small."

Qin Xinyao raised her arms and opened her palms to the sky.

"I want to establish a sect, create a foundation for the ages, enjoy the prosperity of the ages, want the mountains and rivers to remember my name, and want the sun and the moon to praise my achievements."

The palms were clenched suddenly, as if they were holding the universe in their palms.

Her voice was not loud, and the people watching the scenery nearby didn't pay attention, but it sounded like thunder, resounding through Qincheng in the dark.

Qin Xinyao looked back at Jing Yingrong, her eyes were shining brightly:
"Sister, am I wishful thinking?"

Jing Yingrong thought about it seriously.

"I've heard people say that only infatuation can realize delusions. So, it doesn't matter whether you are right or not, you can keep going."

She paused for a while, with stars in her eyes, and said with a slight smile, "I'm looking forward to it."

Qin Xinyao whispered joyfully.

The two stayed on the top of the pagoda for a while, before leaving, Jing Yingrong suddenly thought of something and asked Qin Xinyao, "Can I write an inscription here?"

She pointed to the blank pedestal beneath the statue.

Qin Xinyao: "Of course, what do you want to write? Poems or poems? A warning to the world? Is it a magic formula?"

She didn't answer, she just condensed her spiritual power on her fingertips, and brushed a line of big characters on the base:
Mirror Yingrong came here for a visit.

(End of this chapter)