Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

"Angel, I'll wait for you to come back."

These familiar, comforting words cheered Yan Angge up again.

She opened her red lips and whispered softly, "I know you are waiting for me."

The blood in her body surged and she woke up instantly.

Yan Ange opened his eyes and found that these strange trees had vine-like mouthparts growing all over their bodies.

It was about to touch her and pierce its mouthparts into her body.

Several streams of blood burst out, and she swung the spine sword in her hand several times in succession, cutting off the mouthparts one by one.

The mouthparts did not have much defensive power. Under Yan Angge's chopping, the mouthparts fell off one by one, the branches were chopped off, and the trees withered and decayed.

Yan Ange's spine sword was shining with blood, and she fought her way out from the group of trees that surrounded her.

She saw piles of white bones under the trees.

There was also a corpse that had not decayed, but all the flesh and blood on it had been sucked dry by the mouthparts of these strange trees.

All that was left of the person was a withered skin and skeleton.

Yan Ange stepped onto the stairs, and the group of demon trees tried to extend their mouthparts and create an illusion to keep her.

But it was in vain, she would not fall into illusion again.

Climbing the bone steps, Yan Ange felt a sense of fear in his heart.

If it wasn't for the last moment, she would have heard Su Chaoxi's voice.

She would most likely be eaten up like this deceased person by these strange trees that had weak bodies but the ability to create illusions.

This is much more dangerous than before.

When he reached the ninth floor, Yan Ange's heart began to beat.

She stroked her chest gently, took a pill, and adjusted her condition to the best.

She was the poison of fate on the ninth floor of this tower of flesh and blood.

After being poisoned that time, she used a secret method to escape quickly.

Others were not so lucky to escape.

She stepped into the ninth floor. She hoped so much that the antidote to the poison was right there.

She only needs to take it to remove the poison, then return the same way and leave this mountain and sea.

Go back to him and meet him.

But on the ninth floor, there was nothing.

It was completely different from the garden she had encountered before, this was a blank space.

There was just a white table and white chairs.

Yan Ange seemed to have grasped hope, and even used his strongest physical skill, Blood Shadow.

Her speed increased instantly, as graceful as a startled wild goose.

But when he came to the white table, Yan Angge saw nothing.

She is just an ordinary table. Yan Ange smiled bitterly. Although she felt a little regretful, she was still not discouraged.

Perfect stories only exist in short plays, as good things come to those who wait.

Yan Ange sat on the white chair, and a piece of white paper instantly appeared on the table.

Something strange happened the moment she picked up the white paper.

Beautiful handwriting emerged, and the words on the white paper were obviously her own.

Fearing danger, Yan Ange tried to throw the paper away, but found that he couldn't.

The white paper reads:

"You will walk out, Su Lang is waiting for you."

Then the line of writing disappeared, and new writing appeared:

"Get out of the maze and find yourself."

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The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the light from the lights was dimly obscured by the hazy water vapor.

A man and a horse were galloping in the rainy night, and the horse's hooves splashed layers of water.

Directly in front of the knight was a majestic palace, so magnificent that even the poets of the Han Dynasty spared no effort to write poems praising its uniqueness.

This is the imperial palace of the Han Dynasty, Tian'e Palace.

As if the knight's arrival was known in advance, a side door of the palace opened. The knight swung his whip heavily, and the horse under his crotch quickened its pace.

The knight followed a eunuch holding a lantern and walked straight through the long palace corridor and delivered the news back to the palace.

In front is the Tiange Hall, where the emperor and cabinet ministers discuss state affairs.

The hall was brightly lit, and outside the hall were large, armored guards.

The knight walked through the magnificent and solemn palace gate and entered the hall.

There were more than ten ministers standing in the hall. They had been waiting here since early morning, waiting to know the outcome of this operation.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." The knight entered the hall and knelt down.

The man sitting on the throne replied, "Master Li, please stand up."

This middle-aged man wearing an imperial robe and a crown and with a heroic face is the seventh emperor of the Han Empire, Liu Xijun's father, Emperor An of Han, Liu Jun.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Li Qingru, who was in the early stage of foundation building, stood up with a bad look on his face.

He spoke the news in a low voice:

"I have failed your Majesty's grace. None of the royal servants in the mountains and seas have managed to escape."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Han An and his ministers looked slightly unhappy with the result.

Emperor An of Han pressed down hard on the dragon head on the throne.

"I took remedial measures and tried to arrange for the worshippers to enter a second time, which almost caused a mutiny." Li Qingru noticed the unfriendly gazes of the crowd and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"There is a man who, grateful for your majesty's grace, risked his life to enter again."

The so-called gratitude was nothing but Li Qingru's forced arrangement.

The cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage was thrown in by him.

Li Qingru still remembered the miserable scene when he walked out again, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"But this worshipper died just like the monks who entered the second time. He bled from all seven orifices and his entire body was no longer in human form."

"This humble minister is not doing his job well, so please punish him, Your Majesty."

Looking at Li Qingru kneeling on the ground, Emperor An of Han seemed to be about to lose his temper, but finally he sighed.

This cultivator in the early stage of foundation building is, after all, a cultivator within the royal family and a biting dog under his command.

"Master Li has worked hard. Go down and rest, and then make preparations." Emperor An of Han spoke with an unhappy look on his face.

"Your Majesty, I am so humbled and grateful for your kindness." Li Qingru kowtowed firmly.

"I will learn from my shame and then be brave, regroup and fight, even if it means death.

"In the morning, explore the mountains and seas for your majesty and get the treasures in those mountains and seas."

Watching Li Qingru retreat, Emperor An of Han supported his head with his hands, and the tassels on the imperial crown swayed gently.

This was the third time that Li Qingru led a team into that mountain and sea, but still gained nothing.

"Your Majesty, this mountain and sea issue concerns the destiny of our country. Even if we gather all the power in the world, we must find out the truth." One by one, the trusted ministers began to speak, their tones very anxiously.

"If there really are divine tools and opportunities in the mountains and seas, they cannot be obtained by others."

"It is too coincidental that Shanhai appeared in Mount Li. I suspect that it might be the work of the remnants of the tyrannical Qin Dynasty, who intended to revive the country." Prince Qian, the chief minister of the Han Dynasty and the uncle of Emperor An of Han, stood up and said in a serious tone.

"I am willing to go, even if it costs me my old bones, to suppress this deadly force for Your Majesty."

Emperor Han An nodded quickly: "Uncle, I am deeply moved by your righteousness, but you don't have to bother me, the Imperial Master left the city yesterday."

"The Imperial Master will definitely gain something when he comes out of retreat."

Emperor An of Han was not that worried about the emergence of this mountain and sea.

He didn't believe that a mountain or sea could overthrow the stable and powerful Han Empire.

But this mountain and sea is always covered with a veil that makes it impossible to see clearly.

He really wanted to know what was hidden under this veil.

Liu Jun hoped that there was an elixir in it that could lead him to immortality and allow him to be the emperor of Han forever.

"The Imperial Master has come out of retreat?" The ministers all had different looks.

Upon hearing this, Prince Qian, the Zongzheng, breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.

He had heard about the strange things in that mountain and sea, so it was naturally a good thing if he didn't have to go there.

"Your Majesty, Princess Wuyang requests an audience." the attendant reported.

"Quick, let the princess in." Upon hearing the news, the sadness on Emperor An of Han's face disappeared.

"Princess Wuyang is here to see you."

Liu Xijun, dressed in luxurious black men's clothing, walked straight into the hall.

He can be described as heroic and valiant, with unparalleled temperament.

Many ministers lamented that the charm of the most beautiful woman in the Han Dynasty was still as great as ever.

But her pair of foxy eyes had lost their luster at this moment.

His cheeks became thinner, and there was a hint of sadness between his brows.

There was little expression on her pretty face, and she became more indifferent than before.

Only when he saw his father did he force out a faint smile.

"Your son greets His Majesty." Liu Xijun knelt down and looked at the powerful Emperor An of Han, feeling less fearful than before.

"No need to be so polite, Wuyang. Get up quickly." Looking at the only disciple of the imperial teacher, Emperor Han An was very pleased that he had such a talented daughter.

"Where is the imperial teacher?" Emperor An of Han asked hurriedly.

Liu Xijun's gaze drifted upwards and stopped on her father's imperial chair.

She remembered she had sat there.

He sits better than his father.

After suppressing her thoughts, Liu Xijun opened her red lips slightly, and said in a pleasant and crisp voice: "Master will be here later. Let me come to pay my respects to the emperor first. Please give the order to let me lead the team into the mountains and seas."

"To share the worries of the emperor."

"What realm is Wuyang at now?"

"Your son is already in the late stage of Qi Refining." Liu Xijun replied, his tone neither sad nor happy.

"Good, the Han Dynasty has such a good daughter like mine," Emperor An of Han was delighted when he heard this and stood up immediately.

This good daughter of his had quietly broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining at the age of just over 20, and her future was limitless.

Maybe the next imperial teacher will be the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty. Isn't this a happy event?

A group of silent trusted ministers also congratulated Emperor An of Han, saying that another spiritual genius had emerged among the royal family.

Some people secretly sighed in their hearts: "If Princess Wuyang were a man, she would definitely be the best candidate for the crown prince."

"Wuyang's talent is far superior to many princes of the royal family."

"But the dangers of mountains and seas are unknown, and I am worried about Wuyang." Considering this, Emperor An of Han looked embarrassed.

Emperor An of Han did not feel much emotion when he let that group of monks go to die.

But this girl is, after all, his beloved daughter.

"Your Highness is willing to go. Even though it is extremely dangerous, I am willing to share your worries with you, Father."