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The voice that came to her ears was peaceful and quiet, like the breeze on a moonlit night or the flowing spring in a clear stream. It was completely different from Lin Changqiang's usual tone, but Ying Huanhuan smiled peacefully and with peace of mind.

When the familiar moonlight covered his body, his hands, which had been as crystal clear as ice sculptures, returned to their original state. The icy blue in his eyes faded a lot, and even his pale cheeks quickly recovered, which surprised the Thunder Lord and others who had been concerned about him on both sides.

"How great it would have been if you had been one of the master's disciples back then." The Lord of Darkness murmured softly. Her eyes were confused and no one knew what she was thinking about. Ying Huanhuan smiled with a hint of complacency.

At this moment in the sky, a layer of transparent barrier was covering the outside of the palace. Although it was very thin, no one would doubt its strength. They wisely did not approach it and just stared at the Lord of Darkness and others.

Ying Huanhuan came to Lin Changqiang, took his hand and flew towards the palace. The barrier immediately opened a door to let the two of them in. As soon as they entered, Lin Changqiang's body sank slightly. He looked up at the sky, and saw countless fine raindrops falling above the palace. Whenever raindrops fell on his body, a sense of reincarnation would linger around him.

“No wonder he can help the Wheel-turning Realm advance into the Samsara Realm.”

"Hurry up, these raindrops won't have much effect on you."

Ying Huanhuan, who was flying in front, looked at him with some confusion, but Lin Changqiang did not move forward. Instead, he smiled as if he was embarrassed and mischievous.

"Keep pulling me~"

"???"

"What the hell! So many people are watching!"

Ying Huanhuan's pretty face turned slightly red. She complained but her body slowly flew back. She didn't dare to look at the people below. She didn't know why she couldn't stop laughing. She had to quickly take Lin Changqiang's hand and fly through the courtyards to the depths of the palace...

This is a gravel-paved square, surrounded by lush trees. The trees also have majestic symbols of reincarnation. It would be surprising elsewhere, but here it seems so normal and ordinary.

Scanning the surroundings, Lin Changqiang's gaze soon stopped at the center of the square. There stood a tall stone statue holding a giant staff, but its appearance could not be seen clearly because there was a mysterious and brilliant light surging on its face, blocking anyone's detection.

But just as Lin Changqiang tried to use the system to scan the stone statue, the Thunder Ancestral Talisman in his body shook gently, and it made a subtle humming sound, like a child seeing his long-lost parents, or like a successful student seeing his teacher who cared about him.

Who else in this world could make Zu Fu express such emotions?
"Is this statue Fu Zu?" Lin Changqiang looked at Huanhuan with an inquiring tone.

Although the ancestral talisman was born from heaven and earth and was not created by the Talisman Ancestor, it was indeed the Talisman Ancestor who first mastered the ancestral talisman.

"Ah."

Ying Huanhuan nodded slightly. The smile she had when she came was gone from her face, replaced by a hint of sadness. She came to the front of the statue, knelt down and kowtowed seriously. Lin Changqiang also bowed deeply beside her.

"There is a place for cultivation opened up by the master inside the statue. I will send you in later. You can only come out if you condense the Divine Palace or successfully cultivate to the triple reincarnation." Ying Huanhuan stood up and looked to the side, a faint smile reappearing on his face.

"Maybe I can just come out."

Seeing Lin Changqiang's thoughtful look and eagerness to try, Ying Huanhuan was stunned at first, but soon thought of his strange abilities.

"You are not allowed to come out directly!" She glared at Lin Changqiang in a reproachful manner, "One day in here is equivalent to ten days in the outside world. With your ability, you will soon be able to cultivate to the Divine Palace Realm or the Threefold Reincarnation." "Changqiang, you don't want to come out and find that you can't become a patriarch, and you have to let me sacrifice myself, right?"

Seeing Ying Huanhuan suddenly smile evilly and imitate his previous tone, Lin Changqiang glanced at her with a helpless look, and finally could only sigh.

"I know. Let me in."

"Hehe~"

Ying Huanhuan smiled triumphantly and raised his right hand. Suddenly, a door of light opened on the chest of the tall stone statue, and only a vast white light could be seen inside the door.

Lin Changqiang sighed but did not enter immediately. He suddenly teleported in front of Ying Huanhuan like lightning and gently covered her thin lips, wanting to see Ying Huanhuan open her eyes wide and shyly push him away, and then fly into the light gate while smiling smugly. However, Ying Huanhuan did not do as expected.

She was indeed a little evasive and shy at first, but she did not resist, and soon she even responded enthusiastically. She pressed her right hand on Lin Changqiang's chest and her left hand around his waist, which surprised Lin Changqiang. He opened his eyes wide but saw Ying Huanhuan's eyes were closed, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed with emotion, and her slightly messy hair seemed to tempt him to continue exploring and appreciating. They hugged and kissed passionately, their lips seemed to be chasing or teasing each other, the temperature was transmitted to each other, and their hearts were closely connected. He only regretted that time could not stop...

After a while, the two ended their kiss and reluctantly separated. Lin Changqiang smoothed Ying Huanhuan's messy hair, while Ying Huanhuan straightened his clothes. They looked at each other and nodded without saying much. One of them turned around and stepped into the light gate with firm steps, while the other left with a smile after watching the light gate close.

Entering the light gate, he was suddenly hit by a dizzy feeling as if the world was spinning around him. Lin Changqiang steadied himself, but saw that there was only an ancient altar floating in this white space.

The altar didn't occupy a large area, with ordinary stairs on all four sides. While adjusting his mind to the best state, he climbed the stairs step by step to the center of the altar.

There was a tattered cushion in the center, which looked as messy as weeds. But when Lin Changqiang got closer, he felt a transcendent aura.

The formation plate of the Qiankun ancient formation!
Lin Changqiang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had long remembered that the formation plate of the Qiankun Ancient Formation should be in the ancestral palace, he was still not reassured before he actually saw it.

He took out the Qiankun Ancient Array, and this old friend that had been with him for many years suddenly flashed with white light. The cushion on the ground also trembled slightly, and then the outer layer of grass fluff suddenly disappeared, and a miniature light array emerged, which was exactly the same as the Qiankun Ancient Array.

The two merged rapidly, and the intensity of the ancient formation's pressure increased dramatically. When the light faded, it turned into a palm-sized black and white stone plate.

Lin Changqiang stretched out his hand, took the stone plate in his hand and played with it happily for a while. Then he put it into his backpack, took out a new cushion and sat down on the ground, although it didn't really make any difference whether there was a cushion or not.

"System, use the lottery thirty times!"

Lin Changqiang took a deep breath and became excited.

Ten days here only elapsed one day outside, so he was not in a hurry. Instead of practicing for a month or a year before going to draw the lottery, it would be better to draw once first to see if he could get props that would help him in this practice.

[Dong Dong Dong Dong ~ Thirty draws have been used up. Congratulations to the host for winning...]

(End of this chapter)