Naturally, the major forces were not so easily convinced that Yun Bingxuan was about to die, so they went to investigate her situation in the name of helping Yun Bingxuan survive.
Yun Bingxuan, however, surprised them and generously allowed them to explore his situation without any cover-up.
After confirming over and over again that she was in really bad health, all the forces put their hands down.
That's why all the forces will abide by the original covenant, allow Qingdi City to expand, and sit back and watch the unification of the Northern Territory, because they know that this situation cannot last long.
Amidst the complicated moods of everyone in Wuya Hall, a spaceship flew slowly in the distance, escorted by a group of Northern Dragon Riders.
Although there were not many Northern Dragon Riders accompanying them, they were all the best among the best, making them intimidating.
The spaceship landed in front of the Wentian Sect Mountain Gate, and the woman in a blue dress standing on the spaceship turned into a stream of light and flew towards the Wentian Sect.
Su Qianyi and others hurriedly greeted her, and saw the flying woman as beautiful as a fairy, with her skirt flying in the air.
Yun Bingxuan's face remained as before, her facial features were exquisite, and her eyes were deep and clear, as if there were stars twinkling in them. Her high nose bridge and beautiful eyebrows outline her cool and noble temperament.
Her skin was as white as snow, as if a thin layer of frost and snow were covering her body, adding a strange sense of beauty to her.
But underneath her beautiful face, there was a particularly dazzling long silver hair, which shone with a faint silver light in the light, giving her a sense of weakness and unreality.
Yun Bingxuan landed in front of the mountain gate, smiled, and saluted the two of them.
"Father, mother! Bing Xuan is back."
Su Qianyi hummed, and Lin Ziyun even more excitedly helped her up and said repeatedly: "Just come back."
Lin Ziyun took Yun Bingxuan's cold little hand and looked at her pale, transparent and weak face. She couldn't help but feel sad and her eyes filled with tears.
"You kid, why are your hands so cold?"
Yun Bingxuan smiled and said, "It's a matter of physical fitness. Get used to it."
Her soft voice, coupled with her pale face, gave her a sense of vulnerability and brokenness.
If it weren't for her beautiful eyes that seemed to hide the stars and the sea, she wouldn't seem to have anything to do with the Empress of the Northern Territory.
Su Qianyi smiled and said: "Bingxuan, why did you come back from the Northern Territory after traveling thousands of miles?"
This question is not only his doubt, but also the doubt of the entire Wentian Sect.
After all, Yun Bingxuan is not what she used to be, her status is completely different from before, and every move she makes attracts the attention of many people.
Yun Bingxuan just smiled lightly and said: "I haven't seen my parents since I've been back in the Northern Territory for a long time, so I came back here specifically to visit. It doesn't mean much, dad, don't think too much about it."
"If it brings trouble to my parents, I won't come back next time. I'm afraid there will be no next time."
Su Qianyi suddenly remembered her physical condition and smiled quickly: "Bingxuan, what are you talking about? Come back as soon as you want. I am worrying too much."
"That is, others can think whatever they want. My daughter-in-law can't come back to see me?"
Lin Ziyun glared at Su Qianyi and said distressedly: "Bingxuan, let's go back to Wuya Palace and talk about it."
Yun Bingxuan smiled sweetly and nodded. She expected the reaction of Su Qianyi and his wife.
However, her return this time was not simply about coming back to visit relatives at the end of her life, but because she had other important matters.
She learned through the art of divine calculation that her chance was coming, and that the way of heaven was now worse than before.
Not long ago, she received a messenger from Tianji who brought her something familiar.
Chaotic astral chart!
Yun Bingxuan looked at the chaotic star disk and inferred the secret of heaven, feeling that the time was almost here.
This time, she came for Su Miaoqing.
But she had no intention of telling Su Qianyi and others about this to avoid unnecessary trouble.
She turned around and ordered: "You all are waiting outside. You are not allowed to enter Wentian Sect without my order."
All the dragon knights nodded in unison: "Yes!"
Su Qianyi also breathed a sigh of relief. Yun Bingxuan left the Northern Dragon Riders behind, which also avoided his difficulty.
After what happened last time, no one now dares to let in a large number of disciples from other sects.
Yun Bingxuan obviously knew that others were afraid of her and took the initiative to leave the Northern Dragon Riders and others outside.
She followed Su Qianyi and others and flew into Wentian Sect alone. Looking at the familiar scenery of Wentian Sect, she couldn't help but have complicated eyes.
"Master... is the master of Guanghan Hall asking Tianzong?"
Lin Ziyun said with a complex expression: "Senior Sister Guanghan went to the Northern Territory before and went into seclusion when she came back. She has not yet come out."
After learning that Liu Hanyan was still in seclusion, Yun Bingxuan had no plans to return to Feixue Palace. She actually didn't have many friends in Feixue Palace.
Although her senior sisters are all very kind to her, her personality makes it difficult to make friends.
The group returned to Wuya Palace. Yun Bingxuan proposed to visit Chuqing Pavilion first, and Su Qianyi and his wife did not refuse.
The flame in Chuqing Pavilion is still as strong as before, and it seems that it will never go out, which shows the careful care of everyone in Wuya Palace.
Over the years, Yun Bingxuan also ordered people to send a lot of treasures from heaven and earth. Although Su Qianyi and his wife were embarrassed, they had no choice but to accept them for Su Miaoqing's sake.
Almost everyone put all their genius treasures into it.
In the past sixty years, the natural materials and earthly treasures consumed to keep the flame burning were enough to create two Mahayana masters.
Although Wuya Palace had made a lot of money from the war because of Xiao Yifeng's foresight, it could not afford to burn money like this.
If it weren't for their financial constraints, Su Qianyi and his wife would not have accepted the treasures of heaven and earth offered by Yun Bingxuan.
Looking at the flames in front of her, Lin Ziyun looked sad and said in a low tone: "We have been coming here to talk to her over the years."
"But no matter what I said to her, she didn't respond at all. I doubted whether she was really still in there."
Yun Bingxuan gently held the Sansheng Stone on his chest and started to use the secret technique of heaven.
Although she lost the Nine Turns of Destiny Technique, she had been practicing the secret techniques given by Tianji over the years and had achieved success.
She discovered something strange during her practice. This Heavenly Secret Technique seemed to be born out of the Nine Turns of Destiny Technique.
Although it is not as powerful as the Nine Turns of Destiny Art, the training requirements are much lower. As long as the qualifications are slightly better, people with extraordinary talents can also practice it.
Moreover, the magic of this heavenly secret technique is not ordinary. Although it cannot be seen clearly, it is still quite unique in inferring cause and effect and calculating good and bad luck.
Yun Bingxuan has a special physique, otherwise she would not be able to practice the Nine Turns of Fate Art.
With the foundation of the Nine Turns of Destiny Art, she made rapid progress in practicing the Secret Art of Heaven's Secret with the help of God.
What's more, she also has the Three Life Stone, a great artifact of the law of cause and effect.
In terms of causal calculation, this three-life stone can be said to be much more powerful than most artifacts.
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Let me just say that I have no intention of finishing it hastily, as the plot is not over yet.
Early, early.
I skipped sixty years, not because I wanted to end it, but because I wrote the plot of Xuan Yin Palace, and you all can’t wait.
If I wanted to write about these sixty years in detail, I would have to write about the male protagonist conquering each of his subordinates and developing in the Xuanyin Mansion for a long time.
Then we write about Yun Bingxuan's conquest of the Northern Territory and Po Jun's plan to kill Xie Ding. This is at least another two hundred chapters of plot.
In your opinion, these have nothing to do with the main plot, and the male protagonist will have very few scenes.
I can't even imagine how you sprayed me. It's probably just water, water, water?
And in my opinion, these are indeed not the main plot, and it is stinky and long to write.
Everything needs to be done in detail, so I’ll just go over it briefly.
Anyway, there is still a lot of plot behind it, so it doesn’t matter if these minor plots are skipped.
For a cultivator, sixty years is a short time, and there are very few people like me for whom time passes slowly.
If it were another book, three million words, it wouldn’t be a thousand years old?
