The great world opened up, and this genius' cultivation became much smoother.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to become an immortal even if she was given eight hundred years.

"I can brag," Wen Xue said seriously.

Bizhu looked around, not caring whether the people behind her believed it or not: "Sister Wenxue, are you not married yet?"

Hearing this, Wen Xue was stunned for a moment, and then said: "How old am I?"

"Are you two or three hundred years old?" Bizhu thought for a while and said: "The life span of the royal family is six hundred years, and two hundred years is the thirty years of ordinary people.

"Then the imperial sister is thirty-five.

"You're not married yet at thirty-five?"

Hearing this, Wen Xue's face turned red and she retorted: "My golden elixir is perfect, and I will become a spiritual soul soon.

"The lifespan is at least a thousand or two thousand."

Boom!

Suddenly a bell rang.

Bizhu was a little surprised: "What's going on?"

"The royal family is going to give a sermon on the first day. Let's go and listen. We can answer a lot of questions." Wen Xue pulled Bizhu out and walked out.

Bizhu let the other party pull her and said:

"Sister Wenxue, aren't you afraid of being stared at by special eyes?"

This is always the case when Bizhu comes back.

It hurts to be looked at.

"I have already been implicated by the imperial sister." Wen Xue sighed, but didn't say anything else.

Because everyone in the palace knew that she was close to Princess Bizhu.

After all, she is now an imperial sister who is over 500 years old.

After a pause, Wen Xue was stunned and turned to look at Bizhu and said:

"Sister Huang, are you coming back this time because your life is short and you want to return to your roots?"

Bizhu looked at the person in front of him with a smile and said:

"I'm only eighteen years old. If the imperial sister returns to her roots after shedding leaves, I won't be able to return to my roots."

Wen Xue walked in front and suddenly said: "It would be great if Sister Huang was really an immortal."

"Where's the best?" Bizhu jumped forward and asked.

"You can be eighteen forever." Wen Xue said.

"I am eighteen years old now." Bizhu replied.

Aunt Qiao followed behind without saying a word.

Soon, they arrived at the dojo behind.

At this time, many people had arrived and all found seats to sit down.

Those who came were all princesses and their maids.

When the time came, Bizhu saw a figure coming from the sky.

There was a green light and shadow all over the body, followed by a phoenix cry.

Three blue birds.

At this time, Nanqing fell on the high platform, and the divine light circulated.

"This is the Feathered Powerful One." Wen Xue whispered to Bizhu.

"This is not the emergence of a strong person, but the charm brought by the divine bird. It is not useful but pleasing to the eye." Bizhu explained.

"How do you know, Sister Huang?" Wen Xue asked.

"If you don't believe me, ask Aunt Qiao. Aunt Qiao is also a powerful warrior." Bizhu said seriously.

Wen Xue: "???"

What did the princess say?

Is Aunt Qiao a powerful person?

Aren't you a powerful soul?

A woman from high heaven, dressed in green clothes, looks like a banished immortal descending to earth.

She looked at everyone below and said, "I'm here to explain cultivation to you today.

"Golden elixir, Yuanshen, and refining gods will all be explained.

"If you want to hear about the prince's return to the void, you can go there when the time comes."

After that comes the sermon.

Bizhu sounds rough.

How does this kind of understanding advance to the middle stage of emergence?

Or is it that you are focused on improving your cultivation and do not have a good understanding of the realm?

This is not possible, it will be very difficult to become an immortal.

By the time it was over, Bizhu was about to yawn.

But after feeling all kinds of strange looks, she was no longer sleepy.

Then there are sparse sounds.

"Isn't this the legendary old imperial sister? Some people say that this imperial sister has never married or practiced in her whole life."

"Yeah, they said she might have died outside."

"I heard that she tried every possible means to marry her off, but she still failed."

Bizhu did not stop and left quickly with Wenxue and the others.

As soon as they left, Bizhu asked Wenxue: "Sister Wenxue, has our first princess never fought against anyone?"

"Let's fight with Brother Huang and the others occasionally." Wen Xue said.

Hearing this, Bizhu smiled and said: "How can this be done? I wrote a letter to invite a senior brother to come and let him have a fight with our first princess.

"So that she can know her shortcomings."

Aunt Qiao was a little confused: "Who is the princess looking for?"

"A senior fellow from Xuantian Sect." Bizhu said with a smile: "I heard that he is leaving the south soon, so he should be able to make it in time."

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Duanqing Cliff, Spiritual Medicine Garden.

Jiang Hao looked at the little girl learning to walk under the simple house with some surprise.

Now Zhenzhen walks much more steadily than before.

He is one year old and has just learned to stand up and walk.

It's a little late.

"Girls learn to walk slowly," Cheng Chou said seriously.

Xiaoyi stretched out her hands to protect her left and right, for fear that the other party would fall.

"Where are senior brothers and sisters?" Jiang Hao asked.

"I said I was looking for a Taoist companion for my senior brother, but it was delayed for decades because of my pregnancy," Cheng Chou replied.

Jiang Hao sighed.

These two people lost their child within a few months.

Jiang Hao can't help but look at it.

Fortunately, Cheng Chou and Xiao Yi are there.

Xiaoyi likes it very much and is very careful when carrying it.

This made Jiang Hao hesitate whether to throw it to the rabbit.

Let her accompany Xiaoyi.

Although Cheng Chou accompanies Xiaoyi, she is still young and likes children of the same age.

But real childhood is only a few years of childhood for a normal person.

Unless Xiaoyi is given to Xiaoli, they are about the same age and neither of them will grow up.

Jiang Hao felt that he was getting old and became sentimental.
To be continued...