In the busy courtyard, people were coming and going, and when they saw someone suddenly fall down, they all looked surprised.
Some who had heard the cause and process of the incident looked confused. Some were timid and frightened, some were brave and watched the excitement, some were chatting among themselves, and some looked righteous and spoke up for the fallen.
"This boy is so arrogant that he dares to commit such a crime in broad daylight. Do you know whose son he is?" A middle-aged man who looked older stepped forward and pointed at Ling'er and said.
That’s right, the one who took action was not Feng Yinyin herself, but Xia Linger who was disguised as a man and followed her.
"It just so happens that I also want to know, what kind of family brought up a man who can be so rude to an unmarried woman in broad daylight? Since his family didn't bring him up well, I will take the trouble to discipline him for them! So that he won't bark like a mad dog all day long!"
Ling'er spoke slowly, as if she was afraid that someone might not hear her clearly if she spoke too fast. She was never one to be afraid of trouble. Since she was here, she had to leave some impression. And she was really angry for Feng Yinyin. As a woman, it would be strange if she didn't get angry when someone said that.
"You... who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to teach the younger generation for the head of the Li family? You really don't know how to live or die."
There are three statues and seven families on the island. It turns out that the man who fell down was from the Li family.
"Li family? I'm sorry, I come from a small family, I've never heard of the Li family. But I have learned the principle that if a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. Besides, he was the first to speak rudely, let alone the younger generation of the Li family, even if the elders of the Li family were so presumptuous today, I would still beat him up! I'm really sorry, I have had a problem since I was a child, when I see those people with dirty hands and bad mouths, I can't control my hands and want to beat him up. So I'm really sorry to everyone present, I have already told you about this problem, if any of you still want to test it out, I'm not afraid. Either take care of yourself, or lie here, the choice is up to you, it's convenient for you and me."
The words were quite playful and amused Feng Yinyin who was standing beside him.
In fact, Feng Yinyin had not expected Ling'er to take action. She was used to this kind of ridicule and provocation.
She ignored the rumors that she was bloodthirsty and cruel, in order to deter those who were so mean. However, there were always a few who were not afraid of death and would come up to provoke her.
She never attacked in public, but those who had offended her suffered misfortune afterwards. So everyone speculated that this was Feng Yin's revenge, and she didn't want to explain, nor was she too lazy to explain. Anyway, her reputation was bad enough, so why would she care about one more thing
Her friends felt that she was powerful enough to protect herself, so they would not stand up for her. As for her relatives, well, she didn't want to mention them.
She had forgotten how long it had been since she had felt this kind of feeling of being protected. She just didn't expect that this feeling would be given by someone she had just known for less than a day. She really didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad.
"Who do you think you are? You, an unknown person, dare to act wildly in the Temple of God. I think you are tired of living." The middle-aged man said angrily with a bad tone. He drew the knife from his waist and walked towards where Ling'er was standing.
Ling'er was not in a hurry, still standing there with a smile on her face. The sword did not fall, and the middle-aged man's hand swinging the sword was blocked by a jade arm.
"Lee Myung-bak, you are just an outer sect elder of the Li family, yet you dare to touch Feng Yinyin's people? I think you are tired of living." Feng Yinyin's words were soft and gentle, but her aura was fierce. There was a hint of threat in her charming eyes. She looked weak and fragile, but only the middle-aged man knew how strong her grip on his arm was, and that his bones were almost crushed.
Feng Yinyin was also one of the best among the younger generation, her cultivation was even higher than Mo Lingling and Shui Qianqian, and she had been on missions outside for many years, unlike the other two who were raised in a greenhouse. The murderous aura that naturally emanated from her made the people around her tremble with fear.
"Feng Yinyin, don't be so arrogant just because you are the eldest daughter of Fenggu. No matter how useless I am, I am still an elder. You can't...ah!"
Li Mingbo grimaced in pain, and before he could finish his words, a scream rang out. Before that, Ling'er heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.
Ling'er thought to herself: This young lady looks charming and charming, but her hands are quite strong. She must have broken her arm. She is ruthless and arrogant. She likes this temper. If she could not reveal her true identity, she would have wanted to become her sworn brother.
Feng Yinyin let go of Lee Myung-bak's arm with a flick of his hand. Because of the pain, Lee Myung-bak staggered back two steps, pressing the painful part.
"I believe everyone has heard of the kind of person I, Feng Yinyin, am. So, I advise you not to provoke me. If you have the courage to provoke me, you must have the courage to bear the consequences!" His sharp eyes swept over every person watching the scene, with a smile on his lips. His aura naturally emanated from the inside out, which made people scared.
"Let's go." He looked back at Ling'er, then went straight to the palace where the statue of the god was enshrined. No one dared to step forward to stop him.
"I have only heard that Miss Feng is arrogant, domineering, cruel and bloodthirsty before, and I thought it was just a rumor. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today. But Miss Feng is free and easy, and doesn't care about her image in the eyes of the world at all. I admire this."
Mo Lingling, who was resting in the side hall, spoke seemingly harmlessly with a faint smile on her face, and there was no sign of her dislike for Feng Yinyin.
In fact, she had no interest in Feng Yinyin. It was just that Di Shitian glanced at Feng Yinyin, and she was worried that Di Shitian would be deceived by the appearance of the witch, so she spoke.
The current Di Shi Tian is different from before. He used to have someone in his heart, but now he has lost his memory, which means he is ownerless. She went through so much trouble to get him, so she can't let other women take advantage of him.
In fact, she didn't know that Emperor Shitian was not looking at Feng Yinyin, but the man next to Feng Yinyin...
The palace where the statues of gods are enshrined is the main hall of the temple, with the best location, the largest layout and the most magnificent construction.
Ling'er had never thought that the main hall was not inhabited by the master of the hall. It seemed that the temple was like a servant of the god. In this case, she really wanted to see the true face of the god and wondered how powerful the god was.
The entrance to the temple was even more solemn than the first gate. On the left and right sides of the door, there was a white stone human sculpture, leaning 45 degrees toward the inside of the temple, making a saluting gesture. I guess they were servants. But the clothes on the stone statues looked very noble.
After Feng Yinyin arrived at the gate, he took out the oracle he carried with him and held it above his head, then lowered his head slightly, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, a purple light shot out from the door, shining on the divine prophecy that Feng Yinyin was holding, and then Feng Yinyin disappeared on the spot.
Ling'er also disappeared like Feng Yinyin...
The next second, a boundless and vast space appeared.
Isn't this a palace? This was Ling'er's first thought.
I originally thought that the statue was enshrined in the palace, but now it seems that the palace is just a decoration. With such a large space, this should be a secret place.
"What's wrong? Are you dumbfounded?" Ling'er was in a daze when Feng Yinyin patted her shoulder.
"This is the space for worshipping God. We will worship the statue here later, meditate, and wait to be blessed by God. But I don't have much hope. I have been here several times and have not been blessed. It seems that I am not destined to meet God. But there is still a chance, so grab it." Feng Yinyin said with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't make fun of me. If the gods don't like a wonderful person like you, how can they like me? It is said that in all these years, there are only a handful of people who are lucky enough to be blessed by the gods, and they are all legends of their generation."
Since it is called a legend, it means it happened a long time ago. In other words, in the past hundred years, no, to be exact, hundreds of years, there has not been anyone who is lucky enough to be blessed by God.
Feng Yinyin and others also entered the God-worshiping space one after another, and Ling'er looked towards them.
"Why, are you interested in Mo Lingling?"
"Forget it, I don't dare. Which of you three beauties is easy to mess with? Besides, she has a strong background, how can I be worthy of her. I'm just curious, why is there a masked man beside her? Could it be that he is like me, asking for favors to show off his skills?"
Feng Yinyin also glanced at Di Shitian, "I was thinking about this question as well. In previous years, one of their senior brothers always came with them, but I have seen all of their senior brothers, and none of them seemed to be wearing masks. And that man has a unique temperament, and he doesn't seem to be from Lingxi Palace. I don't know what this Mo Lingling is up to..."
In the past, the temple master personally supervised the Saint to conduct the worship ceremony, but today she was told that the temple master was ill and could not attend, and the Saint would be fully responsible.
"Okay, you can't look around here. After you come in, find a place where you feel comfortable and sit down to meditate. Close your eyes and wait for the divine shadow to descend."
"What is the Divine Shadow?" Ling'er asked with an ignorant look on her face.
"It is the shadow that is imprinted in your mind during your meditation. If it appears and teaches you something, it means that you have been chosen by God and blessed."
"Then I'd better not expect it. There shouldn't be such a possibility." Ling'er pouted and said embarrassedly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yinyin put his hand over her mouth and shook his head, "You can't talk nonsense here. This is God's place. Our every move and every word may be heard by God. Don't talk nonsense and disrespect God."
God is a belief for the people on the island, and it is absolutely not to be blasphemed, and the same is true for Feng Yinyin. Her expression when she spoke at this moment was very serious, not at all her usual charming and wanton look, but a serious face.
"I understand, thank you." Ling'er also nodded seriously, then sat down cross-legged.
Putting aside other things, this place is indeed a good place for cultivation. The spiritual energy is abundant, and it makes people feel comfortable as soon as they enter. Ling'er concentrated on cultivation and fell asleep in a short while.
Strange, where is this
All around was white, surrounded by clouds and mist, giving her the feeling of being in a fairyland. Looking down, she felt that she was stepping into the mist, and she could only feel that her feet were solid, but she couldn't see clearly whether she was stepping on the ground.
I looked around but didn't see anyone. I looked up and found that it was vast and empty. What I saw was not the blue sky and white clouds as I imagined, nor the sun. Instead, it was the same color as before, as if there was an endless sea above me.
What's going on? Ling'er couldn't help wondering.
"Why are you injured again?" Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from her ears, and Ling'er turned her head to look.
I saw a man in red clothes. He was looking at a furry animal not far away with an unhappy look on his face.
When the unknown little creature saw the man in red, it turned around and tried to slip away, but was caught in the hand of the man in red the next second.
"What taboo have you accidentally violated this time, and you ended up like this. You're really up to no good every day, and it's really worrying for me." After saying that, he raised his big hand and gently brushed the small animal, and a woman appeared next to the man in red.
"Little Bone, do you know you are wrong?"
The woman looked unconvinced and snorted coldly, turning her head to the side. "I have a name now. My name is Ling'er."
When the man heard this, his smiling face suddenly froze, and his displeasure was obvious, but it was only for a moment and no one noticed.
Ling'er, as a bystander, saw it clearly.
Who are they? Where is this place? She wanted to ask them, but they seemed not to see her at all.
"So you went to Fuxi again. You were made from my ribs, and my divine power flows through you. No wonder you ended up like this after trespassing into Fuxi's territory."
"If you want me to care, just go ahead!" The woman was fearless, not sure if it was because of her personality or because she knew that this man would not really do anything to her.
"You have been born for only one year, and you have already entered Fuxi Palace more than 300 times. Each time you have made yourself look like neither human nor ghost. What is there in Fuxi Palace that worries you so much?"
He was really puzzled. Fuxi had such a cold personality that even the palace was like an ice cube. What was worth breaking into again and again? Moreover, with Fuxi's temper, he didn't beat her to death after so many times. He really didn't know whether she was too cunning or Fuxi's skills had regressed.
"It looks good." Little Bone's answer stunned the man in red, who was unable to react for a moment.
Beautiful? What beautiful? Could it be that the cold palace is more beautiful than here? Is this little bone blind? For a moment, he really didn't think of people.
“Fuxi is good looking.”
“… “Little Bone added at the right time, which made the man in red even more speechless.
This is not only blind, but also stupid. Fuxi is good-looking! Could it be that this little bone's aesthetic taste is like ice? He is the most beautiful god in the world, okay!
"You are not allowed to go to Fuxi Palace again!"
"No, I like Fuxi." Little Bone was still talking recklessly, with a naive look on her face. Maybe she didn't even know what the emotion she was talking about was.
Somehow, he developed an inexplicable emotion, as if he was angry or resentful, and there was a trace of sadness in his heart that he couldn't explain.
The smile on the red-clothed man's face became even stronger, but he did not feel the joy at all, but was extremely depressed. With a wave of his hand, a rope was tied around Little Bone.
"It seems that I have been too indulgent towards you. From now on, you cannot leave Qihuang Palace!" He picked up Little Bone and locked her in a room. He removed the rope, locked the door, and put up a barrier around her.
Little Bone stood up and ran to the door, but a strong force bounced her back. She was not discouraged and continued to run towards the door, once, twice, three times, countless times, and was bounced back and fell to the ground again and again, covered with bruises.
"Qi Huang, Qi Huang! Let me out, let me out, you can't lock me up, let me out! Qi Huang!"
Ling'er watched all this like watching a movie. Qi Huang must have liked that girl, but he himself didn't understand that kind of feeling, so he used the wrong way to keep her.
Although she didn't know the girl, she felt that Qi Huang's approach would only make the girl drift further away from him, and even make her hate him.
I don't know how good-looking Fuxi is that this girl is so obsessed with him.
His face. Tsk tsk tsk, oh, there is no hope for those who are obsessed with looks.
The scene changed again, and the girl appeared in front of her again, her eyes glowing as she stared at the silver-haired man sitting by the Milky Way.
The man seemed to notice someone approaching and slowly turned around.
"You are so handsome." This was the first sentence the girl said when she saw the boy.