Linyuan City is located in the middle of the Great Yan Dynasty and is named after the "Loud Soul Abyss" near the capital.

Luohun Abyss is a large rift valley, with only half a mile at the narrowest point, and the widest point has become a basin, which runs across the east and west of Yuyaozhou, almost tore into two pieces; and the initiator of this rift valley is the "stealing pill" of the south who broke free from the constraints of the heavenly way.

With the concerted efforts of the monks of Quanyu Yaozhou, the natural disaster of destruction had long been pacified, and the Soul Abyss of the Lost Soul has stabilized, becoming a secret realm similar to the barren mountain. Although the magic weapon and immortal weapons left behind during the war had long been plundered by the nine sects, there were always two left behind, waiting for the good master in some places that had not been visited by the predecessors, which attracted cultivators from all sides to flock.

The Luohun Abyss is too long. The location of Linyuan City is in the middle of the Luohun Abyss, and it is still hundreds of miles away from the Rift Valley. There are many ferocious beasts and spirit beasts in the Luohun Abyss. The Great Yan Dynasty built checkpoints between the capital and Luohun Abyss. The people are forbidden to get involved to avoid accidents. Only those who practice can enter. Over time, the name of the checkpoint becomes "Linyuan Port".

Compared with Linyuan Harbor, which is full of immortals, Linyuan City, which is not too far away, looks much calmer. Except for its huge scale, the others are no different from the mortal city.

There are 108 markets built in Linyuan City, with eight main streets running across the city, about sixteen feet wide, and three thousand willows planted along the coast; three long streets in the longitudinal direction, Qinglong Street in the middle, and the towering imperial city directly south of the city.

The huge city has a population of no less than one million. Whenever the sun sets into the mountains and the lights of thousands of families are on, Linyuan City is like a giant beast entrenched between the vast world. The streets and alleys are the blood vessels of the giant beasts, and the endless flow of pedestrians is the blood of the giant beasts. The heart of this giant beast is the Dayan Imperial City at the top of the mortal world.

At the end of Qinglong Street, layers of pavilions and palaces pile up the largest imperial city in Yuyaozhou.

On the east side of the imperial city, there is a slightly smaller palace city called Xingyan Palace. It was originally the former site before the expansion of the Dayan Imperial City, and later changed to the Eastern Palace. Nowadays, immortals and mortals in the imperial capital generally call this place the "Taifei Palace" or "Taifei Palace". The "Two Saints" of the Dayan Dynasty, the Imperial Concubine Shangguan Lingye, lived here.

Although it is the former site of the imperial city, the Taifei Palace is still very large. Without the various internal affairs of the imperial city, only one person lives, which makes the huge palace city look rare and only has the lights on.

On the branches, in the hall in the middle of the Palace of the Concubine, four giant dragon pillars support the magnificent dome.

A beautiful woman in the palace dress sat on the soft couch in the middle of the hall, her eyes shining through the bead curtain in front of her, looking at Yinheng Mountain, which was invisible at the end of her vision.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress cannot tell her age from her appearance. Her long black hair drooped from her shoulders and was scattered on her gorgeous palace skirt. Her face was as crystal clear as jade. Her light golden vest was placed on her shoulders, and she was embroidered with auspicious patterns. She tied her waist and wore a golden beaded hairpin on her head. She was elegant and elegant, and looked like she was just a beautiful and incomparable noble concubine.

But the eyes of the beautiful woman in the palace dress are different from those of the mortal world. She does not have any fireworks. Between her clear eyes, it seems to be filled with a vast sea of ​​stars, empty and lonely, as if from above the nine heavens, looking at the various colors in front of her. It is clearly close, but it gives people a feeling that it is thousands of miles away.

This look looks very similar to the woman in a golden skirt at the top of Yinheng Mountain. However, if someone approaches and looks carefully, you can see the difference between the two. The woman in a golden skirt at Yinheng Mountain has the stars in the sky and the mountains and rivers under her feet. In the eyes of the beauties in the palace, they can only see the vastness of the sky, but not the thickness of the earth.

Unfortunately, there are few people in the world who can see these two women at the same time, and no one can put two women who are transcendent to the world side by side to observe and play with them naturally no one will find this.

The clear and beautiful eyes that imply the galaxy make the beautiful woman in the palace dress in the imperial city, but is isolated from the mortal world. Against the backdrop of the palace lanterns at the eaves, it is like a tree of pear blossoms between three thousand palace pavilions.

This innate outspring, coupled with the makeup of a secular concubine, is like a fairy above the nine heavens accidentally falling into the mortal world, with a bit of sadness like a bird in the cage in the beauty.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress is Shangguan Lingye, who is also the owner of the Tomorrow Palace. The reason why she is called the "Two Saints" is not because she has undermined the power of the Dayan Monarch with the transcendent background of the Iron Mansion, but because of her hard work and great seniority, she has obtained such a respectful title.

Shangguan Lingye has lived in this palace for 80 years and has experienced three emperors in succession. Now the Emperor of Dayan has to call her grandmother.

Eighty years are also a very long period of time for those who practice.

Shangguan Lingye was the Qingkui of the Iron Mansion back then. He was born as an immortal and had a great talent. At that time, she had a special title called "Little Shangguan". Everyone in the world regarded her as the heir of Shangguan's ancestor, and even she herself thought so.

But suddenly one day, the man sitting on the top of Yinheng Mountain threw her a worldly marriage letter and let her enter the palace to be the concubine of the Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty. There was no reason, and he had not even shown up in person.

Shangguan Lingye felt that the ancestor's arrangement must have a deep meaning, so he left the Tie Lin Mansion and entered this huge cage.

This has been eighty years.

After eighty years of spring and autumn, Shangguan Lingye looked at his nominal husband, from being in his prime, becoming old and eventually dying on the sickbed; then to a new monarch, repeating the same cycle of life and death; then watching the child who was learning to speak, becoming the monarch who was in charge of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers again, life and death seemed to have no end.

And she stayed in this mortal city, dealing with irrelevant mundane affairs all day long; practicing is like sailing on land, and if she doesn't advance, she will retreat. Shangguan Lingye watched helplessly as the weak who once did not take seriously, becoming the core figure of each sect; watching the newcomers after round, catching up from behind and walking in front of her.

In eighty years, Shangguan Lingye was confident that he could reach the top of the world, or even to the front of the ancestor, but she was in a cage of secular world, and had not yet made it forward for eighty years.

Shangguan Lingye initially believed that the ancestor was grinding her, but after eighty years, no matter how good the jade is, it will be grinded away. What is the significance of such grinding?

...

There were no palace servants in the hall, only a few copper cranes burning incense. On the side, there was a portrait of a woman in a gold skirt, and three incense sticks were burning.

The silent silence lasted for a long time. A water curtain slowly emerged from outside the pearl curtain and gradually condensed into a picture of a vast river. The ferry was galloping against the current. At the top of the boat building, a burly bearded man squatting.

"Uncle Master? Can you see it? Hello?..."

A rough voice echoed in the hall.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress put away her mind and leaned on the soft couch. Her soft but cool voice came out of the jade bead curtain:

"how?"

Situ behind the water scene was shocked, squatting behind the Evil Yue Sect emblem at the top of the ferry, and carefully paid attention to the surroundings:

"The young master of the house has already boarded the boat and will arrive in Linyuan City in ten days. The mortal girl transformed into the ancestor has been in front of him, never leaving him. I didn't want to take a boat, but if I don't take this boat, I have to wait for half a month next time. I don't know that the ancestor found that I didn't..."

The beautiful woman in the palace dress gently raised her hand, and the water curtain dissipated in the hall, returning to the dead silence of the past.

She got up from the soft couch, picked up the bead curtain, and came to the scroll with three incense sticks, and looked up at the woman on it. In her clear eyes, her emotions kept changing, and she occasionally showed resentment, dissatisfaction and negative emotions, without any concealment. After all, the person on the scroll had not seen her for many years, and might have forgotten her for a long time.

She didn't understand how the ancestor who lived above the nine heavens and was almost omnipotent, could have chosen such an ordinary mortal to become Qingkui of the Iron Mansion, and even surrendered himself to protect the Taoist mansion.

She didn't see anything that the man was stronger than her. The only highlight from beginning to end was probably that he could use his "Sword One".

But this highlight is far from her back then. She was born as an immortal and was different from ordinary people since she was born. There are only things she doesn't want to do, and there is nothing she can't do. If she followed the swordsmanship, she would not be even worse than that ordinary person, and would even do better than him.

But the ancestor chose the person and put her in this secular palace for eighty years. She was not convinced, but she was not even qualified to talk to the ancestor...

The beautiful woman in the palace stood in front of the portrait for a long time, and her eyes were changing. She finally couldn't help but ask:

"Which wild boy from the Southern Wilderness is better than me?"

The hall was silent, with an angry and unfair tone, but it seemed like a little crazy talking to myself when I was alone.

After not receiving a response for a long time, the beautiful woman in the palace raised her hand and pulled out three incense sticks from the incense palm that had been worshipped for decades and smashed it on the portrait of the woman in a gold dress:

"I have been in Linyuan City for 80 years, conscientiously assisting the king and supervising the court officials. I have never slacked off one day and never done anything I missed. Where did I not do well?"

"You have locked me up here for eighty years. At least give me an explanation. What did I do wrong?! I am also your apprentice, why should you treat me like this?"

"I know, you are afraid of me, you are afraid of me surpassing you and taking your position, so that I will exile me to the world, right?"

"You talk!"

...

The words gradually became hysterical, from beginning to end, and the only thing that could be heard by the beautiful women in the palace dress was that the shadows that were dragged far away from the ground under the illumination of the palace lanterns.

The shadow's shoulders were trembling slightly.

The beautiful woman in the palace clenched her hands tightly, her eyes turned red. After staring at the portrait woman for a long time, she picked up the incense palette and smashed it over.

Dongdong

The copper incense altar was bounced a few times in the hall and made a few muffled sounds.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress tried hard to restrain her emotions, but she could not suppress the grievances and injustice in her heart. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Okay, if you cut off my path, I won't let others live well. Do you believe it or not, I will take that kid..."

The words came to an abrupt end.

Even though the woman in the portrait had no response, she was just a dead person, and the beautiful woman in the palace dress did not dare to say anything about her anger afterwards.

Because she knew that the person would definitely hear it, but she just didn't want to respond to her.

Gurulu

The incense burner rolled several times and finally stopped in the center of the hall.

The beautiful woman in the palace dress stood in a daze for a long time, waiting for the portrait to respond, even a word of scolding.

Unfortunately, the result was exactly the same as in the past decades.

As time goes by, the mood of the beautiful women in the palace dress gradually calms down.

She took a breath, turned around and picked up the incense burner, put it back under the portrait, took three more incense sticks, lit them and inserted them.

When the blue smoke ignited, the beautiful woman in the palace returned to the elegant and luxurious concubine just now, and gave a serious greeting:

"I have lost my composure, please don't blame me."
Chapter completed!