The Demon Queen of Divine Doctor is not to be trifled with

Chapter 429 She cultivated a flower spirit

There was a bang from the door behind him, and Ye Hongzhuang ran out barefoot, covered in blood.

The flames made her face red. She looked at the flames and suddenly burst into laughter. She said loudly while laughing, "It's on fire again! The Su Palace is on fire again! It's been on fire once before, but it wasn't this villa, but the real Su Palace. You heard it, it's the real Su Palace. The one you occupy is just a small courtyard bought by Quan Qinglu for fun. Only you would hang a plaque of Su Palace at the door and think this is a real palace."

Ye Hongzhuang became happier and happier as she spoke. "Now the small courtyard is also on fire. Hahahaha, that's great. Let's burn it all! If it's all burned down, you'll have no place to live. It would be best if you were burned to death too, and mixed with those servants by burning to ashes. Then I will scatter all of you on the streets of Lin'an City, and everyone will trample on you, and you'll never be able to stand up again!"

Pah! A slap landed on Ye Hongzhuang's face. Quan Qingyin put one hand on her head, with his five fingers clasped together, as if he was going to crush her head.

Ye Hongzhuang had been beaten hard by him. Since this man didn't dare to kill her now, she might as well endure it. As long as she didn't die, sooner or later she would be able to escape from this palace and find the real Quan Qinglu.

The servants in the mansion ran around to tell others and picked up all the tools they could to fetch water to put out the fire.

Ye Hongzhuang watched this scene and thought about what it looked like when Prince Su's mansion burned down. She didn't see the fire when it started. She was thrown into the snow outside the city by Nanny Ji. When Quan Qinglu came back to look for her, he took her here directly.

I heard that the fire in Prince Su's Mansion could not be put out, and everyone could only watch as the mansion burned down to only debris.

How big a fire would it take to burn like that? Could a fire this big now produce such an effect?

She really hoped that the fire could not be put out, because then the dummy in front of her would be homeless and would have to wander the streets. Even if he found another house, it would be impossible to immediately turn it into a palace.

Fake is fake, God will not let him go.

The more Ye Hongzhuang thought about it, the happier she became.

Outside the mansion, Ye Wenyan was also watching the fire, or rather, she was controlling the fire.

Although the fire was fierce, it did not actually cause much damage to the mansion. She just wanted to make the fire look fierce, and then wait and see if someone would come and confirm a guess in her mind.

At that time, on Yanhua Mountain, the red-robed emperor stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the sudden fire in Lin'an Inner City, which contained a large amount of spiritual power. After a while, he gently raised one corner of his lips and smiled.

Lian Shi was standing behind him, so he couldn't see the smile, so he asked, "Do you want me to go out of the palace to take a look?" Shi Liyuan snorted coldly, "What do you want to see? Put out the fire? Miss Ye Si finally found the fun, and you are going to put it out?"

I was stunned for a moment, then I looked carefully in the direction of the fire and suddenly I understood!

In the direction of Prince Su's Mansion, the Fourth Miss couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to bother the Sixth Prince again.

"I am an old and stupid servant. Since it is the Fourth Young Lady's work, there is no need to ask about it. In this world, the Fourth Young Lady can do whatever she wants. It is just the Su Palace, and it is a renovation of a certain courtyard. It is no big deal."

Only then did Shi Liyuan nod with satisfaction and say "hmm".

Regarding the fire in Prince Su's Mansion, Lin'an Prefecture was calmer than last time. The prefect Chi Hongfang did not even get out of bed. He just turned over and said to the official who came to report: "Send two people to take a look. They can return after a brief meeting. There is no need to stay."

But there was one person who couldn't sit still any longer, and that was the regent Quan Ji. Quan Ji didn't take the last fire seriously, and he even hoped that the fire would be more intense, so that the Sixth Prince would be burned to death directly, and then he could quietly send his son who was raised by his side to replace the dead one.

But this time he was really scared, because what was burned this time was his hope, which he had carefully cultivated for nearly twenty years.

Quan Ji left the house in a hurry and rode his horse as fast as he could to the place where the fire broke out.

The moment Ye Wenyan saw Quan Ji coming, his eyes narrowed immediately.

"Uncle." Quan Qingyin had already walked out of the mansion. Although his blue robe was covered with dust, there were no visible injuries on his body.

Quan Ji was still worried, so he pulled the man in front of him and asked anxiously, "How is he? Are you hurt?"

Quan Qingyin shook his head, "Don't worry, uncle, everything is fine."

"Why did the house suddenly catch fire?" Quan Ji asked while turning the people in front of him around. He was relieved only after he was sure that nothing happened. "Was it arson or an accident? Have you checked?" Quan Qingyin still shook his head. "It's too late to check, but the servants said that although the fire was big, there was not much damage. It only burned the firewood room and the garden. I think it must be the dry spring weather, and the night wind blew away a hanging candle!"

Quan Ji frowned as he listened to him, then instructed: "No matter what, after the fire is put out, we must conduct a thorough investigation. In addition, replace the servants in the mansion with another batch tomorrow. If it is found that someone deliberately set the fire, kill them all and do not spare them."

Quan Qingyin nodded, "Okay."

Ye Wenyan watched this scene from afar, crushed a handful of wild flowers in his hand, and cast a spell directly at the two men.

At the same time, another spell came towards this side, colliding directly with her spell and quickly merging into one.

She raised the corners of her lips and smiled, and as she circulated the magic formula, she actually separated a ray of consciousness from her body, carrying the flower spirit cultivated in her body, and went straight to the souls of the two people.

From refining Qi to building the foundation, then forming the golden elixir, and finally forming the Nascent Soul in the body and sitting firmly in the Dantian, this is the necessary path for all spiritual practitioners.

But there are exceptions, and she is one of them.

Every head of the Xuanmai Ye family did not cultivate the Nascent Soul, they only cultivated the Flower Spirit. From the moment each head of the family was born, a natal flower spirit followed him and grew with him. From the initial flower bud to the later flower blooming, the process was no easier than building the foundation, forming the elixir, and condensing the Nascent Soul, and it was even longer than the traditional path of spiritual cultivation.

But once the flower spirit is cultivated, it will flourish in the dantian, and will also cultivate spiritual consciousness, communicate with her, and form a small world in the body. The small world coexists with her and becomes a part of her soul.

In her past and present lives, Ye Wenyan seldom used the flower spirit. Only on the night when the Ye family was wiped out, did the flower spirit rush out of her body, trying to protect Ye Qingcheng who was standing in front of her.

Unfortunately, it was useless. The opponent was holding a soul-shooting gun, which killed all living beings. Her flower spirit was shot by the soul-shooting gun the moment it left her body, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood. She thought the flower spirit was gone, but she didn't expect that after a time travel, the flower spirit followed her to this era.

Now he sent the flower spirit out again, but not to do anything dangerous. He just wanted the flower spirit to travel around in Quan Ji and Quan Qingyin's bodies and bring back a message that she wanted to know.

A voice came from my ear, with a hint of surprise: "Ayan, you don't have a Nascent Soul in your body?"

She laughed when she heard it, "Why don't you guess it's the Golden Core? Are you so sure that I've passed the Core Formation stage and reached the Nascent Soul stage? Master Liyuan, when I died in my last life, I was only thirty years old. How could you have formed a Nascent Soul at thirty?"

"...When I conceived my infant son, I was less than thirty years old." He told the truth.

Ye Wenyan's mouth twitched, "Are you still human? You have reached the Nascent Soul stage before you are thirty. There have been no more than three such cases since ancient times!"

"Yes." He said arrogantly, "One of them includes me."

Ye Wenyan was almost speechless. This was simply a blatant show-off. She didn't want to talk to him!

But for Shi Liyuan, the flower spirit that Ye Wenyan sent at this moment was also a blatant show-off. Because it was the first time he saw someone cultivating a spirit not with a golden elixir or a Nascent Soul, but with a flower. Even though he knew that this girl's spiritual power was achieved through flowers, he was still not prepared to find that a flower could replace a Nascent Soul.

"How did you guess that my cultivation level has reached the Nascent Soul stage?" Although he didn't want to talk to him, Ye Wenyan was still curious.

Shi Liyuan had no choice but to hit her again: "I'm not guessing, it's because my cultivation level is above the Nascent Soul stage, so I can tell at a glance what your cultivation level is." This is the realm suppression in the spiritual world, and all spiritual practitioners understand the truth.

Ye Wenyan tapped her forehead, wondering how she could have forgotten about this. But she was also more curious: "What is your cultivation level? Transformed into a god? Descended to the mortal realm? Could it be that you have already challenged for the top?" The blows tonight really came one after another. Soon she heard Shi Liyuan's voice saying, "Yes, you have challenged for the top."

"Which stage? The middle stage? It can't be the late stage already, right?"

"Aiming for the late stage of great perfection."

"...Master Liyuan, I don't want to talk to you anymore." She felt that she had suffered the heaviest blow in her past and present lives, except for the extermination of the sect. Damn it, the late stage of the challenge, doesn't it mean that there is only half a step to the challenge? But what is after the challenge? In the past life, the Supreme Lord that their Xuanmai worshipped for generations seemed to have cultivated to the realm of the late stage of the challenge, right?

She was a little unsure, and her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the various records of her family in her previous life.

At this moment, the voice of Shi Liyuan in her ear suddenly became urgent, calling her over and over again: "Ayan! Ayan!"

She was startled and suddenly pulled away from her memories, breaking out in a cold sweat. "Focus," Shi Liyuan reminded her, "your flower spirit is equivalent to a cultivator's Nascent Soul. It is extremely dangerous for a Nascent Soul to leave the body, so you can't let your imagination run wild. We'll talk about anything after we're done. Just do what you want to do now, and take the flower spirit back immediately after you're done. Do you hear me?"

"I heard it." She obeyed obediently, sensing the flower spirit with her spiritual sense, and then probed into the bodies of the two people.

Not long after, Hua Ling withdrew, and a gossip light instantly flashed in her eyes!

Father and son! The relationship between these two is father and son!

It was just as she expected!