After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"The weather is really nice today."

Ying Bing pushed open the door, and the morning light poured in along with the gentle breeze, casting a flowing glow on her exquisite face.

Having just recovered from a serious illness, she felt particularly relaxed. Her quiet eyes showed a rare sense of leisure. She looked like a fairy who had come down to earth to inspect the human world. It was hard to associate her with the sickly and weak ice-cold girl before.

"Sister Bing, are you almost recovered?"

Tianxun is nineteen years old this year, and is actually older than Ying Bing.

But Ying Bing's tall stature, the coldness in her eyes, and the damn oppressive feeling brought by her appearance and talent made her not think about age at all.

He also wrote in the interview notebook: "I suggest that the Hundred Flowers List be ranked from second in the future."

"Ah."

Ying Bing nodded slightly.

"It must be because of Young Master Li's personal care over the past two days. I saw that he stayed at your place, Sister Bing, all the time, without taking off his clothes."

"......Um."

Ying Bing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the "personal care" of a certain Xiao Li and the system's punishment flashed through her mind. She couldn't help but rubbed the big-headed doll's forehead hard, and her expression quickly returned to normal.

“It’s personal care indeed.”

As she spoke, she looked dimly at Li Mo who had just come out of the kitchen.

“…”

Li Mo's steps stiffened slightly and he coughed lightly.

Xiao Li was feeling a bit complicated. He was relieved that Bing Tuozi's illness (food poisoning, to be more precise) had healed, but when he thought about it carefully...

I don't know when I'll be able to see Bingtuozi so delicate and weak and so easily pushed down again...

"Luckily she recovered quickly, otherwise I would have been overwhelmed by my youthful energy."

Li Mo nodded and said so to Tianxun.

"I finally understand Sister Shang and Sister Qin."

Tianxun showed an expression of longing and excitement, lowered his head and started writing in the small notebook again.

You can see words like "loving" and "respecting each other like guests" written by her.....

The daily life of the prosperous wife little overlord and the cold fairy√.

The reason for her yearning is that she is also a little girl, who is ignorant but also moved by love, and she happens to see the beauty that can only be found in the storybooks.

"Let's have breakfast first."

Li Mo caught a glimpse of the small notebook out of the corner of his eye, and got goose bumps on the back of his neck. He quickly handed a bun to Tianxun.

Girl, things may be different from what you think.

Of course, there was no need to tell Tianxun about this. Even if she told her, she couldn't write it in the interview, and even if she wrote it, she couldn't send it out. The goodies in Ouyang's last album were so good that he almost got arrested by the government.

Well, this is for Tianxun's bright future.

Li Mo actually didn't have much time to deal with Tianxun's interview, so he could only let her write down what she saw.

Now, in addition to the promotion ceremony, there are also the Demon Summoning Sect and the Lingxi Sect eyeing them covetously, and the most important engagement banquet.

The next day.

As the autumn breeze brought coolness, more and more people from all walks of life came to Qingyuan Sect. The emergence of a Zhenzhou sect brought about significant changes to the structure of the nine heavens and ten earths, and people came from all directions.

Even the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions, the overseas Penglai, and the Northern Sealed Sky Sword sent representatives.

One is to show open respect to the Zhenzhou clan, and the other is to test how much foundation this clan based on the imperial mausoleum of the Shang Dynasty has besides the younger generation.

Many people come openly, and quite a few come privately.

For example, the assassins from Xiyu Tower, the demons from southern Xinjiang, the demons from the Demon Cult, etc.

At a promotion ceremony, mutual exchange of ideas is a must.

At this time, the area in front of the main hall was quite lively.

Of course, it is for the younger generation of disciples. Now is not the time for the elders to exchange martial arts.

"Brother, take my move."

Ouyang Mo's brush swung, leaving a mark of ink in the void.

The ink transformed into tigers and birds, each of which was a lifelike beast with a powerful aura.

However, the swordsman on the opposite side with a sad face just said "not bad" lightly, and then the sword flashed and disappeared.

The ink-and-wash beasts all fell apart.

Ouyang had no choice but to admit defeat.

To be honest, Qingyuan Sect does not have an advantage in competition with the younger generation.

The main reason is that Li Mo and Ying Bing did not come. Without them, there is still a big gap between the new generation of Qingyuan Sect and the real disciples of the major sects.

The impression given is that the Qingyuan Sect does not seem to have the aura of a major sect in Zhenzhou...

Ouyang, a senior disciple of a peak, couldn't even withstand three moves in front of the heir of the Tiandao Tang family.

"I come!"

Xiao Qin stepped onto the stage at this moment, slashed out with his sword, and a strong wind blew through. If it weren't for the special formation restrictions on the arena, there would probably be no grass growing within a few miles.

Opposite him was a swordsman with a sad face, and his eyes lit up when he saw this.

"I didn't expect that besides Li Mo and Ying Bing, the Qingyuan Sect also has a character like you. Let's fight for three hundred rounds!"

The two of them fought back and forth on the ring, drawing cheers from the audience.

Ouyang was amazed. "I've never heard of Tang Liu before, but he's clearly very powerful. Junior Brother Xiao actually fought him to a draw."

"Lao Xiao has made great progress recently."

Li Mo nodded, holding a popsicle in his mouth.

"Heroes in this world are truly as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river."

Ouyang's tone was a little bleak.

Well, this way he felt that he was not that embarrassed. It was definitely not because he was too weak, but because his opponent was too strong.

After expressing his feelings, he said earnestly:

"Junior Brother Li, although you have achieved great success, you must also know that there are always people better than you."

"No matter how you break through, one day you might encounter a new peer who is strong enough to be your opponent. You might even encounter someone with a higher realm than you. In that case, you will need to fight against someone of a higher level."

Ouyang had read many vernacular novels, and they were all written like this.

No matter how strong the protagonist becomes, there will always be new peers who will emerge, and then the protagonist will break through and fight back against adversity...

Defeating the strong with the weak and going against the trend seem to be the eternal themes in the storybooks.

"Senior Brother Ouyang is right about this."

Li Mo is not a proud and conceited person, and he was eager to try after hearing what Ouyang said.

At this time.

In the end, Old Xiao on the stage fell short and was defeated by the young swordsman.

"Concession."

The sorrowful swordsman showed a tearful smile. The Tang family had been in Beifeng for generations, and he had never even been to the Qianlong Conference.

Now it seems that he is still the best among his peers.

The compliments from the crowd and the approving looks from his elders made him feel proud.

So he sank his energy into his dantian:

"Who else!"

"Brother, how dare he do that?" Ning Jue on the Penglai Sect side looked reluctant.

"When people are pretending to be cool, they have no brains. They just eat and eat..."

Ning Que waved his hand, showing no interest in participating in the so-called competition or showing his face.

Because he just saw...

"And I!"