Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Yin Qingxuan woke up and it was already dawn.

A cool breeze blew by, and my mind suddenly became clear.

She stood up from the ground and looked around. The surroundings were empty and full of rocks. In the distance were continuous forests, waterfalls, and rolling mists. Comparing the two, it was not difficult to see that the terrain here was very high and should be the peak of a high mountain. Next to it was a table carved out of a tree trunk, on which were placed some wild fruits and a pot of tea.

Apart from this, there is nothing else and no one else.

That little Taoist priest didn’t even let anyone watch him?

Yin Qingxuan really couldn't figure out his style of doing things.

She circulated her internal energy and found nothing unusual, so she felt a little relieved.

Just as I was about to enter the space to wash my face, an ethereal reminder sounded in my mind.

"The space is suppressed and cannot be opened temporarily!"

Yin Qingxuan was slightly stunned. There was no outsider here, so why was she being suppressed?

Could it be that I am trapped in the formation again?

Yin Qingxuan tried to walk a few steps, but didn't find anything wrong, and no illusions appeared before her eyes.

Knowing that her movements were not restricted, Yin Qingxuan felt slightly relieved, but then she looked puzzled again.

What was the purpose of him putting himself here?

He went to so much trouble to get himself out of Silver City, just to let her run this errand?

Regardless of whether the other party is a little Taoist priest or not, his thinking is puzzling enough.

Forget it, no matter what he thinks, let’s go back to Yincheng first. A Yu will definitely be anxious if he can’t see me.

Yin Qingxuan walked around the top of the mountain and found an extremely narrow mountain path. She immediately used her lightness skills and ran down the mountain.

After about a cup of tea, he saw another platform that was very similar to the one before. Yin Qingxuan didn't think much about it, just took a quick glance and continued on his way. Not long after, the platform appeared again.

After encountering this five times in a row, Yin Qingxuan finally realized something was wrong. The same tree stump table, the same fruit, how could there be such an exact coincidence in the world?

She walked up to the tree stump in disbelief, secretly used her inner strength to chop off a corner of the stump, and ran down the mountain again. As expected, after an incense stick of time, the same scene appeared again. This time, the tree stump was indeed missing a corner.

Yin Qingxuan finally understood that what she thought was the way down the mountain was actually just standing still.

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. She split a huge rock with her palm and asked coldly, "Is there anyone here?"

The mighty sound echoed among the mountains, then gradually faded away. The mountains returned to silence again, with only the whistling sound of the wind in the ears.

"Young Taoist priest, is it you? If you are here, please show yourself!"

Yin Qingxuan shouted twice again, but still no one answered.

This empty feeling made Yin Qingxuan feel inexplicably uneasy. She also knew that the other party might want to use this method to break her will and eventually drive her crazy.

Calm down!

Since he brought me here, it is impossible that he will never show up.

Yin Qingxuan knew that going crazy was futile, so she simply picked up the wild fruits on the wooden block and started eating them.

After replenishing his strength, he sat cross-legged in the mountains to meditate.

She has absorbed the luck of too many people these days, but has never had a chance to truly calm down and digest and learn. Now that she has nothing to do, it is a good opportunity to refine the information in her mind.

Before this, Yin Qingxuan couldn't imagine that she would have such a calm mind. After more than a year of training, she has indeed grown.

She emptied her mind and let her thoughts slowly sink into her sea of ​​consciousness. She classified all the skills, discarding the dross and retaining the essence. She also stood up slowly and unconsciously practiced the techniques of various schools.

A figure stood on the treetop in the distance, looking at Yin Qingxuan quietly, his gray Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and a hint of surprise flashed across his handsome face.

This woman is indeed different from others. In this situation, she can actually practice with peace of mind. As an opponent, her deep state of mind is truly terrifying!