Chapter 15 The Fengjian Empress, the picture shows a dagger

Author: dreamcatcher

Chapter 15 The Fengjian Empress, the picture shows a dagger

Yancheng, backyard of the transfer administration bureau, Jingshan.

Although spiritual energy has begun to recover in this world, overall it is extremely thin, at most one percent of the Qianyuan world.

However, some areas that are above the spiritual veins have much richer spiritual energy than other places.

The place with the most abundant spiritual energy can even reach one-tenth of the Qianyuan Realm.

These places, as the scale of spiritual energy recovery intensifies, will eventually become a blessed place in the cave and a treasured place for cultivation.

Jingshan is such a treasure place.

The reason why the General Administration of Transfer Administration located in Yancheng was able to include the entire Jingshan into the General Administration compound, and the overall area was ridiculously large, was entirely due to its own strength.

In other words, it depends on the one on Jingshan Mountain.

After the spiritual energy is revived, although there are many practitioners who have awakened their spiritual roots in this world, no matter how talented they are, no matter how amazing their talents are, relying on the cultivation conditions in this world, they cannot compare with those reincarnated great masters.

This also resulted in the transfer management bureau always overpowering the Lingfa bureau.

At this time, on Jingshan Mountain, spiritual energy gathered into white mist, forming a vortex that slowly rotated.

At the foot of Jingshan Mountain are hastily built huts, surrounding the entire Jingshan Mountain in a dense circle.

Inside the hut, there are a large number of monks from the General Administration Bureau, who are greedily using the spiritual energy here to practice.

No one dares to enter the core of Jingshan, even if the aura there is much richer than at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone understood that they were able to use the spiritual energy at the foot of the mountain to practice because of that person's blessing.

After all, only that person knows how to build and operate this spirit-gathering formation.

At this time, on the bluestone path up the mountain, Song Kexin, a female agent wearing the uniform of the Bureau of Transfer Administration, was walking quickly. In her hand was a folder, which contained top-secret documents that had just been sent from Qingcheng today.

Originally, she was considered a leading cadre of the General Administration of Transfer Administration, but she only delivered a document in Jingshan.

Step by step up the mountain, feeling the increasingly dense spiritual energy, Song Kexin was even more shocked.

Soon she reached the top of the mountain, and the scenery suddenly opened up, but she felt even more nervous.

In the center of Jingshan's aura whirlpool, there is only a simple hut made of thatched grass.

Outside the house are herbs in twos and threes, ginseng with a human shape shaking, Ganoderma lucidum that is purple and glowing, elixirs as thick as an arm, etc.

They are all rare and precious medicines that have never been seen in this world.

The reason why the transfer management bureau received strong support from the government has a lot to do with the covetousness of some elderly people in the court for rare and powerful medicines.

Extending life is the greatest temptation for mortals.

Inside the thatched house is a white jade bed carved from giant white jade seeds found in the Yulong River. The white jade bed itself contains aura, and as the core of the spirit gathering formation, it has become a magic weapon.

On the white jade bed, a girl in white sits barefoot, with bright pearls and white teeth, shaved jade hands, and scattered black hair, like a fairy in the sky.

The girl's breathing and breathing caused the entire spirit gathering formation to fluctuate, causing Jingshan's spiritual energy to gather into mist, which then floated into the sea of ​​energy in her Dantian.

There were still dozens of meters away, but Song Kexin had already felt the tremendous pressure of spiritual energy. As a foundation-building monk, she could no longer move even half a step forward.

She also couldn't see the scene in the thatched house, only a cloud of white air.

But she understood that the person in the thatched cottage was none other than the most powerful reincarnation of the transfer management bureau system, the great monk Yuanying, Yin Ruoxi, the former Phoenix Sword Empress of the Qianyuan Realm, the real person of Zhongzhou Zhenguo!

He immediately bowed and said:

"Senior Yin, there is an urgent official document from Qingcheng... There is news about the reincarnation of the Qianyuan world."

There was no movement in the thatched cottage, no joy or sorrow.

Song Kexin understood that Senior Yin himself did not like to deal with the worldly world, and was obsessed with practicing and pursuing the Tao. Unless there was an attack by a giant evil cultivator or an enemy monk, he would not come out easily.

Moreover, it is said that she was the empress of a large country in the Qianyuan world in her previous life. She was aloof, cold and arrogant, and no one in the world could look down upon her.

Just the news of a reincarnation will obviously not make Senior Yin react.

After all, reincarnations are constantly emerging in this world, but not everyone can enter the eyes of Empress Fengjian.

Song Kexin quickly added:

"This is the news about the reincarnation of Li Xingchen, the blood ancestor of the Sun Moon God Sect in the Qianyuan Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strong wind and a violent energy, and the document in his hand automatically floated into the white aura of the thatched cottage.

On the white jade bed, the girl's originally expressionless face now showed rare excitement.

She clenched her teeth and looked at the document about Li Xian with lightning flashing in her eyes.

Her breathing became rapid in an instant, and the entire Jingshan Spirit Gathering Formation suddenly accelerated, causing the monks at the foot of the mountain who were practicing through the Spirit Gathering Formation to let out bursts of exclamations, and the spiritual energy in their bodies became disordered.

what happened.

In the sky, dark clouds that covered the sky gathered, and the entire core area of ​​Yancheng suddenly experienced violent storms, lightning, and thunder!

The empress lost her composure for just a moment. The next moment, the documents in her hand had been shredded by spiritual power, and Li Xian's photos were turned into pieces and scattered.

Song Kexin was so shocked by the suddenly stronger spiritual pressure just now that she couldn't breathe. At this time, she tried hard to regain her breath and said:

"Senior, Director Yin Yaolin is in Qingzhou due to official duties, and has rushed to Qingcheng City to handle the matter..."

The spiritual mist in front of her eyes dispersed. In Song Kexin's shocked eyes, she saw Yin Ruoxi's true face again after three years. Her whole body trembled suddenly. The pressure from the depths of her soul made her legs weaken and she almost fell to her knees.

On the ground.

A soft breath lifted her up, and the empress, who looked like a fairy in the sky with stars in her eyes, said slowly:

"Tell Yaolin..."

Then his face suddenly darkened and he said to himself:

"never mind."

As she spoke, the dissipated white spiritual mist had intertwined together again, hiding her whole body again.

Outside the spiritual mist, Song Kexin, a foundation-building monk, felt as if he was beating a drum.

Is this the power of Empress Fengjian?

Just a moment's mood fluctuation caused such a celestial phenomenon!

Who is Li Xingchen, the blood ancestor of the Sun and Moon God Sect? Can he make the Empress hate him like this?

However, no matter who the other person is, since he is reincarnated into the present world and meets Empress Fengjian, he will inevitably be destroyed!

While thinking about it, Song Kexin quickly left Jingshan and prepared to report the relevant situation to the upper management of the General Administration.

Under Jingshan Mountain, a group of temporary houses built by a group of spiritual practitioners collapsed. Many of them were soaked in water and were in a miserable state, but no one dared to say anything.

…

"Eat...canteen?" Gao Quan suddenly jumped up and understood what Li Xian meant.

Li Xian looked at him with a normal expression and said nothing.

Why, does your transfer office deliver meals to the office? You don’t even have a canteen? This is too corrupt.

Gao Quan said quickly:

"Yes, yes, you...just wait a moment, I'll tell Director Zhao and let him make arrangements."

What is this devil doing in the cafeteria?

Do you want to take advantage of lunch to wipe out the entire transfer administration bureau?

No, you must tell Director Zhao as soon as possible that the situation has changed!

Li Xian waved his hand:

"No need, just have something to eat."

Although I am a senior in the late stage of foundation building, and your Qingcheng transfer management bureau treats me as an ancestor, I am actually a very simple person, and I can just eat whatever I want.

Then he looked at Gao Quan, whose eyes were red and stained with tears, and understood that this young man must have encountered some obstacles at work that he couldn't overcome.

As a fellow social worker, he once couldn't sleep for several days due to work pressure and was so anxious that he shed tears, so he felt the same way for Gao Quan.

My heart softened, and Wenyan comforted me:

"Xiao Gao, don't be too stressed. In fact, there is only so much in this life, and it might be gone one day, so you have to keep an eye on many things."

Just like when I suddenly received a report of lung cancer, I was really despairing and felt that everything was meaningless, only life was real.

Hearing this, Gao Quan burst into tears again.

This devil actually threatened him directly, saying that he could take his life at any time!

Now he pretended to go to the toilet and risked his life to send a message to Zhao Changlong:

There is a great urgency, but the plan is poor and the dagger can be seen!
Chapter completed!