I Just Want To Be Quiet

From the platform where the chaos and mists lingered, there was a slightly smiling gentle voice from the Sect Master Chongming: "My disciple Li Lieyue, has ascended the position of a saint."

"Dear fellow daoists, please testify for them."

In the mist, several emotional sighs were heard.

Immediately, an old voice sounded: "Tower of Reincarnation, today witnesses the True Passage of the Chongming Zong Li hunting the moon, climbing the Blood Ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, on the 9999th floor, taking the initiative to face the arrogances of the same generation alone, victory and standing. Saint, the actual name!"

Before the words fell, a little light flew out from the mist, slowly falling to the **** crown on Li Lieyue's head.

In an instant, the originally purely one-piece crown lit up with a touch of brilliance, and quickly condensed a gemstone, which was inlaid on the side of the crown.

Soon, another clear voice came out from the fog: "Natural religion, today witnesses the truth of the Chongmingzong Li hunting the moon, overwhelming the heroes, proud of her peers, and the position of the saint, as it should be!"

There was also a little light in the words, but it was not as fast as before, but drifted, and after touching the blood-colored crown, it evolved into another gem and slowly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gentle voice from a woman: "Wushi Villa, today witnesses the True Passage of the Chongming Sect to hunt the moon, climb the blood ladder, defeat Tianjiao, practice Zuo blood seat, and be a saint!"

The third point, the light is flying slowly, Keng!

After a soft sound that seemed to exist, Li Lieyue's blood-colored crown was already inlaid with three thumb-sized gems, which were radiant and radiant.

At the same time, she felt that her recovery speed had suddenly accelerated!

Before long, Li Lieyue recovered to its heyday, but the mana in the body was constantly flowing, like a river of torrents. As the mighty power surged, her breath continued to rise...in just a few moments, she entered the Yuan Ying. Mid-term!

At the time when everyone’s attention was drawn, the Lord of Supervision continued to preside over the ceremony with a smile: "The saint of this generation is already in position, everyone, congratulate my holy sect, there are successors, and Fu Zuo is long!"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the voices were like mountains and seas, and they said in unison: "He Shengzong, there are successors, Fu Zuo is long!"

Amidst the vigor and joy, the deep and wide hall that had emerged from the outer gate when the leader was confirmed, once again appeared in the air.

Countless life soul lamps floated staggeredly, like the life flames of the day volley, illuminating the cultivators of lower cultivation level, bowing their heads to dodge.

One by one, sitting on the futon, or leaning on the cloud bed, or by the small table, or the figure lying in the tent, the shadows and shadows emerge among them.

"Saint Li Lieyue, enter the Hall of Inheritance, and pay homage to the ancestors!" With the reminder of the Master of Supervision, Li Lieyue slowly got up, stepped out, and disappeared from the saint's blood seat, appearing in countless lives floating around. In the wide hall of the soul lamp.

This Guangdian, which the disciples of the sect would see, slowly disappeared.

The Grand Ceremony of the Saintess, so far slowly ended.

The next day.

The sky was slightly bright.

A maid in palace costume hurried across the corridor of human bones with a frosty face mask.

She quickly came to the door of a quiet room. Before she could tell, the door of the quiet room had been silently opened.

Zhou Miaoli who was sitting on the cloud bed slowly opened her eyes and asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

"Master." The maid calmed down, and said with some difficulty, "Just now, there was news from the Zhou family that the head of the family opened the ancestral hall and removed your name from the genealogy."

"And expressly order that any child, from today onwards, shall not have any contact with you anymore."

"Several children of the Zhou family who had been here on orders have already packed their bags and left."

"In addition, in the thirteen channels, many disciples who had already surrendered to you have also changed..."

There are other things, but the maid has her throat choked up at this point, and she can't say anything.

Zhou Miaoli listened, but her expression was flat: "I have been fighting with Li Lieyue for many years. It should be the case. The Zhou family’s approach is my approval. After all, I am not of the Zhou family's blood. I have been brought up by them. Getting along is not bad, there is no need for them to bury with me."

"Master..." The maid was a little upset, yes, the master was not of Zhou's blood!

But over the years, because of the blood of the owner, Si Hong, and his outstanding talents, how much has the Zhou family benefited?

Originally, the Zhou family was just one of Si Hong's vassals!

Talking about talent, power, or strength is nothing extraordinary.

Relying on the master to have today, even if the master is kind and willing to cut off the relationship with the Zhou family, the Zhou family has the face to agree? !

And the disciples of the thirteen channels are all awkward!

The master is not Li Lieyue's arrogant family daughter who has a high-profile eye! Subordinates, who has never benefited from the master? It is raising a dog, throwing away some leftovers every day, and also knowing to wag its tail. And these people are so ruthless and unrighteous...

She really couldn't swallow this breath, and couldn't help but said, "Will the master let the maidservant go and kill all the traitors?"

Zhou Miaoli glanced at her and said calmly: "Be safe and not irritable."

"..." The maid took a deep breath, and Yiyan calmed down. However, after working hard for a while, she still felt unable to calm down, "Master, right now..."

"Wait." Zhou Miaoli interrupted her and gave lightly.

Upon seeing this, despite her expression, the maid was still very angry, but she did not dare to say anything.

Stopping the impulse of the maid, Zhou Miaoli closed her eyes and continued to exercise her mana.

Over the years, she had seen it through.

In Shengzong, or in other words, in this world, status, status and power are all empty, and blood, affection and meaning are not enough to rely on. Only strength is the fundamental!

Zhou Miaoli had always been afraid of Li Lieyue for a long time. This was not only because of Li Lieyue’s birth, Li Lieyue’s talent, and Li Lieyue’s cultivation base and strength among his peers in the same generation...More Because she was too afraid of being given up by Si Hongshi!

After all, although she is of Si Hong's blood, she has not been able to recognize her ancestors and was not accepted by Si Hong's mainstream tribe.

For this reason, Zhou Miaoli has always had a vague inferiority complex and unwillingness to her own life experience.

Fighting against Li Lieyue was both Si Hong's request and her own wish.

Because Li Lieyue is exactly what she envied. The daughters of the three major families were born noble, and their pedigree, status, and status were impeccable!

Unlike her, her position is awkward.

The situation is subtle.

However, after witnessing the saint of the archenemy for many years, Zhou Miaoli's previous anxiety and worries disappeared.

In an unprecedented predicament, she calmed down as never before.

Even in the battle for the saint, she had already lost to Li Lieyue.

But there is still a breath, Zhou Miaoli will not give up on herself.

The monk has a long life, leading by one step, does not mean leading step by step!

She may not have no chance!

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Miaoli's aura was not frustrated, but rather calm and heavy.

Even his mood changed slightly, but it was unconsciously improved by a small amount.

As it approached noon, there was a sound of footsteps in the particularly deserted white bone pavilion.

A middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes with a brocade robe and jade belt walked slowly across the corridor and appeared in front of Zhou Miaoli.

Si Hong is here.