Chen Xiaoyan in Loulan City was saddened by the spring and autumn in the garden built by Chen Ruins, but the palace in Phoenix City turned into a pot of porridge.
No matter how Yu Wenjie concealed it, he could not hide the fact that his sister was about to break through the tribulation.
On the third day after returning to the imperial city, Yuwen Liuli, under the protection of his mother, Queen Jiang, caused a catastrophe on the tribulation platform on Yanshan Mountain in the imperial city.
After an hour of hard work, he finally made a breakthrough, he went all the way to the peak of Void Refining, and reached the third level of integration.
In the end, this matter was strictly ordered by the queen, and only the eunuch Wen Yi knew about it. Emperor Yuwen Tiancheng did not even take notice of his four princes and several princesses.
Because Yuwen Liuli's breakthrough was beyond everyone's expectations.
The couple did not expect that their daughter just went to the Snowy Mountains and came back to cross two major realms.
She became the little princess with the highest level of cultivation among the princes.
After surviving the tribulation, Yuwen Liuli had no time to reunite with her mother, so she fell into a deep sleep on the fifth day.
What frightened Queen Jiang was that her daughter turned herself into a big cocoon and stayed quietly in the room.
For this reason, I had to call Yu Wenjie over and ask him what happened to my sister outside.
Until Yu Wenjie met a young man from Loulan, and later they entered the ancient wilderness together. He and his group were in danger in the mountains, and his sister disappeared with the young man for a few days...
After telling them one by one, even the emperor Yuwen Tiancheng was frightened.
The last three people came to the conclusion that their daughter must have received the ancient power inheritance in the few days she disappeared, otherwise it would not have been just a few days, and her cultivation level had broken through and surpassed all the monks.
Finally, Queen Jiang issued an order to seal off the palace where her daughter lived. No one was allowed to enter except Yu Wenjie and her husband.
For a time, both Yu Wenjie's four brothers and sisters were all speculating whether the little princess had contracted a strange disease, which would cause her father, the emperor, and her mother to be grounded together.
Naturally, Yu Wenjie did not dare to explain. He only said that his sister had made his mother angry, and he was afraid that he would be imprisoned until next spring before he could come out to see others.
The internal affairs of the royal family were discussed among a group of princes and princesses for more than ten days, and finally the matter was settled.
There are no rumors about the little princess in Phoenix City.
After the young master of Qiuyun Mountain came back with his men, he did not cause any trouble in the world. Gongye Wuji, who saved his life, was very careful.
He didn't tell his two men about his being taken away from him. He believed that the two guys wouldn't dare to talk nonsense after they came back.
However, the most mysterious Tianlong Holy Land group, from the time they entered the ancient ruins to the time they came out, they could not be more low-key.
Although they lost their disciples in the prehistoric world, they also brought back a lot of elixirs and ores.
After returning to the Holy Land, Duanmu Fei went into seclusion to practice and told his sister and Duanmu Huirong not to tell anyone about what happened on Tianshan Mountain.
In his opinion, those things have nothing to do with Tianlong Holy Land.
The headmaster and a group of elders were naturally happy to see that the disciples who had just returned had reached a cultivation level above the middle stage of Void Refining, and that they had also brought back many spiritual medicines and mines.
As for the details, no one pursued them. They were all waiting for Duanmu Fei, who was in retreat, to come out and explain to everyone.
Everything is as if autumn has ended and everything in the world has fallen into hibernation.
The expedition to the snow-capped mountain ruins from the four holy places of Xuanwu Continent started with great fanfare and ended quietly.
The monks who were at the top of Tianshan Mountain that day were all waiting for the young man who was swept away by lightning and disappeared to appear.
...
When winter came, the cold lake on Xuefeng Mountain froze into a solid piece of ice, and the old monk stopped fishing.
Monk Buli couldn't find any better practice methods from his master, so he ran to Meishan Mountain from time to time.
I often stay with Li Xiuyuan in Nirvana for a whole day and a night.
Either boil a pot of spiritual tea, or pour a few glasses of spiritual wine, and talk to the young man alone.
At the beginning of the day, Yun Ziyi would chat with him from time to time, hoping to get more information about the little thief from him.
Later, I saw that Monk Buli didn't know much about this guy, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Meishan had no defense against the master and apprentice in Xuefeng Mountain. Buli came and left whenever he wanted. Even Yun Tianhong ignored them.
In her eyes, Buli Monk is a free labor force.
Waiting for the young man to wake up from Nirvana, and waiting for the spring to bloom, he has to let this guy help him make wine.
As the days passed in front of me, the blue light of the cocoon in the hall shone more and more frequently.
Yun Tianhong knew that it wouldn't be long before Li Xiuyuan broke out of the silkworm.
Monk Yu Rangbuli took the disciples from Meishan to the mountain to cut down trees, built two greenhouses, and built three stoves in the sheds.
He lined up the water tanks he bought in the shed, and asked Yun Lan to lead the people to follow him. He cut down a lot of pine wood from the mountains and chopped it into pieces... Everything was ready, just waiting for Li Xiuyuan. wake up.
When Yun Ziyi saw that the master was really going to make wine, she hoped that Li Xiuyuan would wake up soon.
In her opinion, even if she couldn't poison the little thief in Meishan or quarrel with him, the master wouldn't mind.
The weather was getting colder day by day, and even Yun Ziyi changed into an animal skin jacket.
Only monk Buli has a thick skin, but wears an extra cotton robe and runs to Meishan Mountain from time to time.
Winter is long, and the winter solstice passes in the blink of an eye.
The buds on the plum trees in the mountains gradually began to bloom.
Seven days after the winter solstice, Yun Tianhong took Yun Ziyi and Yun Lan to pick plum blossoms in the mountains.
Monk Buli wanted to help, but Yun Ziyi drove him back, saying that the monk was too stupid and would break the petals.
You can’t pick the buds, and you can’t take the ones that are fully bloomed.
In order to preserve the fragrance and flavor of plum blossoms, only half-open flowers are picked... carefully packed in bamboo baskets and brought back to Yun Tianhong for shade drying.
Half of it is used to make spring plum tea, and the other half is waiting for Li Xiuyuan to wake up and make wine.
Monk Buli took the news back to Lingshan and told the old monk. The old monk shook his head and said nothing.
In the spring of previous years, when Yun Tianhong was in a good mood, he would ask Yun Ziyi to bring a small box of plum blossom tea to the old monk to taste.
Even so, it happens one year or another...it all depends on the mood of the owner of Meishan.
Unexpectedly, the young man's visit to Meishan actually made the owner of Meishan want to make wine.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to lead his two disciples to pick flowers with bare hands in the wind and snow.
Just waiting for the warm spring weather to start brewing wine.
The old monk sighed and said: "I just drank that boy's bamboo leaf spirit wine last year, and I never thought that I would have Hanmei wine again in the blink of an eye. This is a rare experience in life..."
Monk Buli smiled and said: "It's okay, the female saint said that if Ziyi and Yunlan can't learn, they won't be allowed to go down the mountain... Master wants to drink, we can do it ourselves in the future."
The old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm afraid if you learn his shape, you won't be able to learn the essence of wine making!"
When Monk Buli heard this, his body suddenly stiffened.
He looked at the old monk and asked: "Isn't this brewing done in one, two, three, four, according to the process?"
The old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "There are tens of millions of people making wine in the world. Have you ever heard of the same spiritual wine?"
Monk Buli was confused, shook his head and said, "I don't understand, I'll wait until my brother wakes up and ask again."
Lao Shang did not object, but continued: "You go back to Meishan next time and try it. Use the same ingredients and the same technique to make the same dish as Ziyi Nawawa, and see how it tastes?"
Monk Buli nodded thoughtfully and said seriously: "Disciple seems to understand a little bit. It seems that wine making is also a delicate job, just like the method we practice..."
The old monk shook his head and said: "Wine-making is the same as tea ceremony. It is a kind of spiritual practice. How high you can practice in the end depends on what kind of heart you have to practice..." "Disciple, remember this. , thank you master for your teaching."
Monk Buli sighed, looked in the direction of Meishan and said, "What the hell is this guy doing? Even after so many days, he still refuses to get out of the cocoon."
The old monk looked at him and sighed, and said leisurely: "This is nirvana, not sleep."
...
From late autumn, almost half of winter has passed.
There was another turmoil in Phoenix City, and this time almost all the monks knew that something big must have happened in the inner courtyard of the palace.
Seven days after the winter solstice, bursts of thunder suddenly sounded on Yanshan Mountain.
Thunder in winter means either there is something wrong with the way of heaven, or there are monks trying to overcome the calamity.
But this time, not only did the fifth prince Yu Wenjie accompany his mother, Queen Jiang, to Yanshan, but Yu Wen Tiancheng also went to protect his daughter in person.
Thick calamity clouds heavily enveloped Yanshan, and calamity thunders filled the sky for nearly two hours.
The monks who were up to no good went to the foot of Yanshan Mountain to find out what was going on, but were driven away one by one by the imperial troops guarding the mountain.
Except for the three people on Yanshan Mountain, no one knows which royal elder above them broke through the tribulation on this cold winter day.
On top of Yanshan Mountain, in a stone pavilion dozens of feet away from the Tribulation Platform.
Yuwen Tiancheng didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was a little solemn. Looking at Yuwen Liuli under the thunder, he frowned tightly.
After pondering for a moment, he said, "Do you know what calamity Liuli has endured this time?"
From Yu Wen Tiancheng's point of view, his daughter had just broken through to the level of integration, and it was impossible for her to break through again in just a short winter.
In that case, even the Heavenly Dao of Xuanwu Continent would not be able to tolerate it.
Yu Wenjie didn't know how to answer for a moment. In fact, he knew nothing about his sister's cultivation, so he always felt that this incident was a bit sudden.
If that guy Shura were here, he would be able to explain it to his father in detail.
"My sister's matter seems a bit complicated. I'm afraid only she knows this."
Yu Wenjie looked at his mother who was standing under the pine tree not far away, and said in a daze: "The young man who knows the inside story of my sister, I have no news about him at the moment."
Watching the calamity thunder falling from the sky one after another, Yuwen Liuli, who was under the calamity, didn't care.
Empress Jiang, who was standing under the Panasonic, couldn't help but said loudly: "Wenjie, after your sister has passed through the tribulation this time, I'm afraid she will break through and reach the middle stage of integration..."
Yu Wenjie was startled and thought to himself that he was still struggling in the middle stage of refining the void, so why was his sister suddenly reaching a level higher than him?
Thinking of this, he could only smile bitterly and said: "This time when we enter the ancient ruins, my sister will probably have the biggest opportunity."
Yuwen Tiancheng looked at the two of them and said, "This time, those old guys from the Four Holy Lands would never have imagined that my little princess from Phoenix City is already at the middle stage of the Fusion Realm before she turns sixteen, right?!"
After hearing these words, Queen Jiang stared blankly at her daughter who was struggling under the calamity.
Faintly feeling what might happen to the imperial city in the future, he was shocked and couldn't help but feel infinite pride.
This is her biological daughter. She was once the darling daughter of Phoenix City, and is now becoming a legend in Xuanwu Continent step by step.
While he was talking, the last thunderbolt fell like a heavy rain.
Queen Jiang, who was so frightened that she was under the tree, couldn't help but scream: "Tiancheng, what kind of thunder is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
Yu Wen Tiancheng looked at the night-like sky, the golden snakes dancing wildly and the thunder, and said quietly: "That's because in the past tens of millions of years, there has never been such a proud daughter of heaven as our daughter!"
Yu Wenjie, who was already stunned with fear, looked at his sister under the thunder and could not help but murmured: "Mother, quickly prepare a Silla skirt for my sister..."
As soon as the words fell, the tribulation thunder that destroyed the heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and a seven-colored divine light fell from the nine heavens.
Quietly, it enveloped the blood-stained girl.
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