When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Jiang Song's body fell outside the immortal palace.

Here, the place is shrouded in clouds and mist, with gurgling water, and beautiful trees and white flowers surrounding strange rocks, while magical deer and cranes appear alongside the clouds.

Jiang Song took a deep breath and felt that the spiritual energy in the air was several times richer than that outside, which made all the pores on her body dilate.

She turned back to the cave and looked towards the pavilion in the center of the hot spring. A few strands of white gauze were lightly tied together, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen sitting on the railing.

"Senior Yun Miao?" Jiang Song called out tentatively, tapping his toes and stepping onto the jade bridge connecting to the pavilion.

As she approached, the figure gradually became clearer.

Yun Miao was still dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with black hair like a waterfall, and a hint of coldness and nobility between her brows.

It was just strange that Jiang Song tried desperately to remember what he looked like, but he couldn't imprint his facial features deeply in his mind.

Whenever I think back, it always seems blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of mysterious fog.

However, Jiang Song guessed that he must be very handsome, otherwise she would not have felt such a sense of familiarity.

"You're here." Yun Miao spoke slowly, his voice as cold and clear as a mountain spring.

Jiang Song bowed respectfully, "Junior Jiang Song, greetings to the senior."

"No need to be so polite." Yun Miao waved his sleeves lightly, and a gentle force lifted Jiang Song up, allowing her to stand up straight involuntarily.

"I said last time that this place is for you to practice, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Song felt warm in his heart when he heard this, "Thank you, senior."

She looked up and saw Yun Miao's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was dozing off.

Jiang Song tactfully did not disturb him, but turned and walked out of the cave, ready to start practicing.

There happened to be a large flat rock there, which was perfect for her to meditate and practice.

Jiang Song sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to practice his mental method.

The spiritual energy in Yunmiao Immortal Mansion was indeed extraordinary. She felt that as soon as she entered into a state of meditation, an endless stream of spiritual energy gathered from all directions and rushed into her body.

These spiritual energies are extremely pure and can be directly converted into her own spiritual power without any need for her to refine them.

Jiang Song was delighted and immediately took the opportunity to practice.

As time went by, the spiritual power in her body continued to grow stronger, and her meridians became tougher and wider.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Song suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy in his body, and there were even signs of him breaking through the sixth level of Qi Refining!

She was startled and quickly collected her mind, concentrating on guiding this spiritual power to circulate in her meridians, constantly washing away the meridian barriers.

Finally, after a fierce flush, Jiang Song felt a slight "bang" sound in his body, as if some shackles were broken.

Immediately afterwards, she felt an even more powerful spiritual power surging out from her dantian and quickly spreading to her limbs and bones.

Seventh level of Qi refining!

Jiang Song opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with excitement and disbelief.

It took her a month to cultivate to the fifth level of Qi Refining before, but now in the Yunmiao Immortal Mansion, only a few days of cultivation allowed her to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

This speed is beyond imagination!

I think that with her natural thunder spirit root, she must have practiced a matching technique such as "The Art of Controlling Thunder" to be able to achieve such an amazing speed of cultivation.

She looked around and felt that the spiritual energy in this place was rich, as if it was inexhaustible, so she hurriedly continued to concentrate on her cultivation, completely consolidating her realm.

Night fell in the blink of an eye, but the Yunmiao Immortal Palace was still as bright as day, with stars dotted on the dome, which was completely different from what we see in the mortal world, adding a bit of mystery and vastness.

Jiang Song stood up and looked towards the pavilion, only to see Yun Miao still maintaining the same posture as before, as if he had never moved.

"Senior, it's time for Jiang Song to go back. Please open the exit."

However, Yun Miao didn't seem to hear Jiang Song's words. He still closed his eyes and didn't respond.

After a while.

"You seem a little anxious?"

Yun Miao's voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Song's ears, and she was startled.

"Senior, Jiang Song is not anxious, it's just that it's getting late, and I'm worried that my husband at home will miss me."

"Is he very important to you?" Yun Miao's voice fluctuated slightly, but he still leaned against the railing without moving, his gaze seeming to penetrate the clouds in front of him and fall on a place farther away.

"he……"

important?

Jiang Song couldn't explain it clearly either.

It seems that it cannot be simply summarized by the word "important".

Jiang Song couldn't predict what the future would be like for him and Xie Changyan, but for now, she should keep Xie Changyan in mind.

Whether it was the kindness of the Xie family or the affection Xie Changyan showed her, Jiang Song could not ignore his existence.

"My husband is not in good health, so he shouldn't worry about me. He will come to look for me later, and if he sees that I am not in good condition, he will be worried."

After hearing this, Yun Miao finally opened his eyes.

His eyes moved over Jiang Song, as if he could see through her innermost thoughts.

"Don't worry, time here is different from the outside world. A few days of your cultivation here will be just a blink of an eye in the outside world."

"When you arrived, I had already set up a time flow formation. The time flow ratio between here and the outside world is ten to one. In other words, if you spend ten days here, only one day will pass in the outside world."

Jiang Song was shocked when he heard this.

She had actually experienced such a wonderful passage of time without realizing it.

"Thank you, senior, for the tip."

Yun Miao nodded slightly, accepting her gratitude.

"Since you have something on your mind, I will send you back."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve lightly. Jiang Song felt a flash before his eyes, and when he appeared again, he was back in his room.

Sure enough, it was only evening!

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the window lattice onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows.

Jiang Song stood in the middle of the room, feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Not only did she successfully break through the seventh level of Qi Refining, she also personally experienced the mystery and vastness of the Yunmiao Immortal Palace.

All this seems like a dream!

However, when Jiang Song raised her hand and felt the spiritual power flowing through her fingertips, she knew it was not a dream.

This Immortal Lord Yun Miao is truly a great hidden being. If one could become his disciple, his path of cultivation would surely be smoother.

However, Jiang Song also knew that a master like Senior Yun Miao would definitely not easily accept a disciple.

What she needs to do is to practice hard, improve herself, and strive to catch the eyes of her seniors one day.

"Young Madam, I'm back!"

Xiuyun's surprised voice came from outside the door, and then the door was gently pushed open. Xuetuan also let out a "wang~" and jumped in at Xiuyun's feet.

Jiang Song turned around and saw Xiuyun with a happy face and an exquisite food box in her hand.

"Young Madam, guess what's in this food box?" Xiuyun held the food box in front of Jiang Song mysteriously.

Jiang Song smiled slightly and took the food box. "Did you get it from the young master?"

"Yes, it was given to me by Brother Ruyi. He said that the young master specially ordered the kitchen to prepare dinner for you." Xiuyun nodded, with envy on her face, "The young master is really good to the young lady."

Jiang Song opened the food box and a fragrant aroma filled his nose.

Inside were several delicious dishes, as well as a pot of wine with a note saying "one glass every night".

Jiang Song picked up the wine pot and smelled it. It seemed that it was not the "Three Friends of Winter", but another more mellow and lingering wine aroma.

"What kind of wine is this?" she asked curiously.

Xiuyun came over to take a look, "Huh? Isn't this the wine that's always on hand in the mansion? It smells so good. Could it be that the young master specially commissioned someone to brew a new wine for the young mistress?"

Jiang Song's heart moved. He thought that Xie Changyan must have known that she had finished the pot of "Three Friends of Winter" that he had given her before, so he prepared this new wine for her?

"Xiuyun, how is your husband's spirit? Is he feeling unwell?" Jiang Song asked with concern while setting the dishes aside.

"I didn't see the young master when I went there just now. Brother Ruyi said he was taking a nap inside and didn't want to be disturbed. However, judging from Brother Ruyi's expression, the young master should be fine. Madam, don't worry."

Jiang Song nodded, feeling a little relieved.

"Come, Xiuyun, let's eat together. There are too many dishes and I can't finish them all by myself."

Xiuyun's eyes lit up immediately, but then she shook her head, "No, no, no, this is specially prepared by the young master for the young mistress, how can I eat it?"

"It would be a waste for me to eat so many dishes alone. Besides, our Xiuyun is not someone else." Jiang Song said, picking up a piece of braised pork and putting it in Xiuyun's bowl.

Xiuyun looked at the braised pork in the bowl, then looked at Jiang Song, a hint of emotion flashed in her eyes.

"Then... then I won't be polite. Thank you, Madam!"