The fairy is fierce

Linyuan City is located in the central part of the Great Yan Dynasty, and is named after the ‘Soul-Falling Abyss’ near the capital.

Soul-Falling Abyss is a large rift valley, with the narrowest part being only half a mile, and the widest part having become a basin, running across Yuyaozhou from east to west, almost tearing Yuyaozhou into two pieces; and the initiator of this rift valley is the Lord of the South ‘Thief Dan’ who broke free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.

With the concerted efforts of all the cultivators in Yuyaozhou, the world-destroying natural disaster has long been pacified, and Soul-Falling Abyss has also stabilized, becoming a secret realm similar to the Barren Mountain; although the magic weapons and immortal weapons lost during the war have long been looted by the Nine Sects, there are always two left, waiting for a good owner in some places that have never been set foot by predecessors, attracting cultivators from all sides.

The Soul-Falling Abyss is too long. Linyuan City is located in the middle of the Soul-Falling Abyss, hundreds of miles away from the rift valley. There are many fierce beasts and spirit beasts in the Soul-Falling Abyss. The Great Yan Dynasty built a checkpoint between the capital and the Soul-Falling Abyss. The common people were forbidden to get involved to avoid accidents. Only those who practiced cultivation could enter. Over time, the name of the checkpoint became "Linyuan Port".

Compared with Linyuan Port, where immortals fly all over the sky, Linyuan City, which is not too far away, looks much calmer. Except for its huge scale, it is no different from other cities in the mortal world.

Linyuan City has 108 market towns, eight main streets running across the city, about 16 feet wide, with 3,000 willows planted along the banks; three long streets, the middle Qinglong Street, leads directly to the majestic imperial city in the south of the city.

The population of this huge city is no less than one million. Whenever the sun sets into the mountains and the lights of thousands of houses are turned on, Linyuan City is like a giant beast entrenched in the vast world. The crisscrossing streets are the blood vessels of the beast, the endless stream of pedestrians is the blood of the beast, and the heart of this beast is the Great Yan Imperial City at the top of the mortal world.

At the end of Qinglong Street, the layers of pavilions and palaces have built the largest imperial city in the entire Yuyao Continent.

To the east of the imperial city, there is a slightly smaller palace city called Xingyan Palace. It was originally the site of the Great Yan Imperial City before it was expanded, and later it was changed to the East Palace; now the immortals and mortals in the imperial capital generally call this place the "Queen's Palace" or "Queen's Palace". The "Second Saint" of the Great Yan Dynasty, the Queen Mother Shangguan Lingye, lives here.

Although it is the old site of the imperial city, the scale of the Taifei Palace is still very large. Without the various internal affairs agencies of the imperial city, only one person lives there, making the huge palace city look deserted, with only a few lights on.

The moon is on the branches, and in the main hall in the center of the Taifei Palace, four giant dragon-shaped pillars support the magnificent dome.

A beautiful woman in palace dress sits on the carved soft couch in the center of the hall, looking through the pearl curtain in front of her, looking at the Yinheng Mountain that can't be seen at the end of the field of vision.

The age of the beautiful woman in palace dress can't be seen from her appearance. Her long black hair hangs down from her shoulders and spreads on her gorgeous palace skirt. Her face is crystal clear like jade, with a light golden waistcoat on her shoulders, a belt embroidered with auspicious patterns, which binds her waist, and a golden pearl hairpin on her head. She is elegant and noble, and looks like just a beautiful and incomparable concubine in the secular world.

But the eyes of the palace-dressed beauty are different from those of ordinary women. There is no trace of worldly air in them. Between her clear eyes, it seems that she is looking at the vast sea of ​​stars, empty and lonely, as if she is looking at the various shapes and colors in front of her from the sky. Although they are close at hand, they feel as if they are thousands of miles away.

This look is very similar to the golden-skirted woman on the top of Yinheng Mountain. However, if someone gets closer and takes a closer look, they can still see the difference between the two. The golden-skirted woman on Yinheng Mountain has the sea of ​​stars in the sky and the mountains and rivers under her feet in her eyes; while the palace-dressed beauty can only see the vastness of the sky, but not the heaviness of the earth.

Unfortunately, few people in the world can see these two women at the same time, and no one can put two transcendent women side by side to watch and play, so naturally no one will notice this.

The clear and beautiful eyes with stars in them make the palace-dressed beauty live in the imperial city, but isolated from the world. Against the backdrop of the palace lanterns on the eaves, she is like a tree of pear blossoms among three thousand palaces.

This innate transcendence, coupled with the makeup of a noble concubine in the secular world, is like a fairy from the nine heavens who accidentally fell into the mortal world, and her beauty is accompanied by a bit of sadness like a bird in a cage.

The beautiful woman in palace dress is Shangguan Lingye, the owner of this imperial concubine palace. The reason why she is called the "Second Saint" is not because she relied on the transcendent background of Tiezhu Mansion to undermine the power of the Great Yan monarch herself, but because of her hard work and great seniority, she got such a respectful title.

Shangguan Lingye has lived in this palace for eighty years, and has experienced three emperors. The current Great Yan emperor has to call her grandma.

Eighty years is also a very long time for people who practice cultivation.

Shangguan Lingye was the Qingkui of Tiezhu Mansion back then. He was born as an immortal and his talent was outstanding and he was the best of the nine sects. ♚♞  ♦♦At that time, she had a special honorific title, called ‘Little Shangguan’. Everyone in the world regarded her as the successor of the Shangguan ancestor, even she herself thought so.

But suddenly one day, the man sitting on the top of Yinheng Mountain threw her a secular marriage certificate and asked her to enter the palace to be the concubine of the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty without any reason, and even without showing up in person.

Shangguan Lingye felt that the ancestor must have a deep meaning in making such an arrangement, so he left Tietou Mansion and entered this huge cage.

This has been eighty years.

In the eighty years of spring and autumn, Shangguan Lingye watched her nominal husband go from being in his prime to being old and finally died on his sickbed; then he became a new monarch and repeated the same cycle of life and death; then he watched the babbling child become the monarch who ruled over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers again, and life and death seemed to have no end.

She stayed in this mortal city, dealing with insignificant mundane affairs all day long; practicing is like sailing on land, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Shangguan Lingye watched the weak people who used to be ignored become the core figures of various sects; watched rounds of newcomers catch up from behind and walk ahead of her.

For eighty years, Shangguan Lingye was confident that she could reach the top of this world, even ahead of the ancestor, but she stayed in a mundane cage for eighty years without making any progress.

At first, Shangguan Lingye thought that the ancestor was sharpening her, but after eighty years, even the best unpolished jade was polished away. What is the meaning of such sharpening?

…

There were no palace servants in the hall, only a few bronze cranes burning incense, and on the side incense table, there was a portrait of a woman in a golden skirt, and three incense sticks were burning.

The dead silence lasted for an unknown period of time. A water curtain slowly emerged from outside the bead curtain and gradually condensed into a picture. On the vast river, the ferry was speeding against the current. On the top of the boat building, a burly bearded man squatted.

"Uncle Master? Can you see it? Hello?..."

The rough voice echoed in the hall.

The palace-dressed beautiful woman put away her mind and leaned on the soft couch. Her soft but cold voice came out of the jade bead curtain:

"How is it?"

Situ was shocked behind the water curtain. He squatted behind the emblem of the Yanyue Sect on the top of the ferry and carefully paid attention to the surroundings:

"The young master has boarded the boat and will arrive in Linyuan City in ten days. The mortal girl incarnated by the ancestor has been in front of him all the time, never leaving. I didn't want to take a boat, but if I don't take this boat, I have to wait for half a month for the next one. I don't know if the ancestor has discovered that I haven't..."

The palace-dressed beautiful woman gently raised her hand, and the water curtain dissipated in the hall, and the dead silence of the past was restored.

She got up from the couch, opened the beaded curtain, came to the scroll with three incense sticks burning, and looked up at the woman on it. In her clear eyes, the emotions kept changing, and occasionally she would reveal negative emotions such as resentment and dissatisfaction, without any cover-up. After all, the person in the scroll had not seen her for many years and might have forgotten her long ago.

She didn't understand why the old ancestor who used to live above the nine heavens and was almost omnipotent would choose such an ordinary mortal to be the Qingkui of Tietou Mansion, and even lowered his status to personally protect that person.

She didn't see that person was any better than her. The only bright spot from beginning to end might be that he could use the "Sword One".

But this bright spot was a far cry from her back then; she was born an immortal, and she was very different from ordinary people since she was born. There were only things she didn't want to do, but nothing she couldn't do. If she took the sword path, she would not be half a point worse than that ordinary person, and she would even do better than him.

But the person chosen by the ancestor had placed her in the secular palace for eighty years; she was not convinced, but she was not even qualified to talk to the ancestor...

The beautiful woman in palace dress stood in front of the portrait for a long time, her eyes changing emotions, and finally she couldn't help but ask:

"How is that wild boy from the southern wilderness better than me?"

The hall was silent, with an angry and unfair tone, but it was like a person talking to himself when he was alone and a little crazy.

After a long time without receiving a response, the beautiful woman in palace dress raised her hand and pulled out three incense sticks from the incense altar that had been worshipped for decades, and smashed them on the portrait of the woman in the golden skirt:

"I have been in Linyuan City for eighty years, conscientiously assisting the king and supervising the court officials. I have never slacked off for a day and never made a mistake. What did I do wrong?"

"You have locked me up here for eighty years. At least give me an explanation. What did I do wrong?! I am also your apprentice. Why do you treat me like this?"

"I know that you are afraid of me. You are afraid that I will surpass you and replace you, so you exile me to the mortal world, right?"

"Speak!"

...

The gradually hysterical words were a one-man show from beginning to end. The only person who could hear the beautiful woman in palace dress was her shadow, which was dragged far away on the ground under the illumination of the palace lantern.

The shadow's shoulders were trembling slightly.

The beautiful woman in palace dress clenched her hands tightly, her eyes red, and after staring at the woman in the portrait for a long time, she picked up the incense altar and smashed it.

Dongdong

The copper incense burner bounced several times in the hall, making a few muffled sounds.

The beautiful woman in palace dress tried to control her emotions, but she couldn't suppress the grievance and injustice in her heart. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Okay, if you cut off my path, I won't let others live well. Do you believe that I will kill that boy..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Even if the woman in the portrait had no reaction and was just a dead object, the beautiful woman in palace dress didn't dare to say the angry words behind.

Because she knew that the person must have heard it, but just didn't want to respond to her.

Gululu

The incense burner rolled several times and finally stopped in the center of the hall.

The beautiful woman in palace dress stood there for a long time, waiting for the response of the portrait, even if it was just a scolding.

Unfortunately, the result was exactly the same as in the past decades.

As time went by, the beautiful woman in palace dress gradually calmed down.

She took a breath, turned around, picked up the incense burner, put it under the portrait again, took three incense sticks, lit them and inserted them.

When the smoke rose, the beautiful woman in palace dress turned back into the elegant and graceful imperial concubine she had just been, and bowed earnestly:

"My disciple lost his composure, please forgive me, Master."

But this sentence was also only said to herself...