Bank of The Universe

Qingling's tragic experience did not arouse sympathy. The competition within the Qing family was fierce. He was deposed, and others could just take over.

But now Qing Ling offended the Patriarch of the Qin family, and was hated by the Patriarch of the Qin family. Those who were close to him disappeared without a trace.

In such a large Qing family, no one came to visit him.

Qingling has experienced all the great joys and sorrows in life, and occasionally he thought of committing suicide to free himself.

But Qing Ling with a strong mind still didn't do this. Instead of being killed by the masked master, he was deposed by his own people. Suicide now is a cowardly act.

Qingling survived in the end. Inside the Qing family, everyone despised her life and no one paid any attention to her.

Even his wife in name didn't look at him. She hooked up with other people and made fun of her all day long. The hat on Qingling's head was shiny green.

Qing Ling knew this, but he was indifferent. Anyway, he would not touch his so-called wife. In the eyes of outsiders, he became taciturn, like a tortoise, indifferent to everything.

Fortunately, there was a nanny who took good care of Qing Ling and gave him a little warmth, even though this nanny was dumb and only took care of his three meals a day.

From the time he was injured to the present, his father hadn't come to see him once, and Qing Ling was very indifferent to this.

He just went to the small river every day, and sat there all day, no one knew what he was doing, in a daze? Still stupid?

As time passed, everyone also forgot about him, and Qing Ling became an unknown person from the ten tigers of the Qing family with a bright future.

But it also suits him.

"A caterpillar has to go through hardships to turn into a butterfly. I didn't understand this truth before, but this series of blows made me understand this truth. I look forward to the day when it turns into a butterfly." Sitting in the sun, Qing Ling felt warm in his body. Excitedly, the crippled dantian and tendons burst out with powerful vitality at this moment.

He encountered a catastrophe, his mind was wiped out, and in a daze, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembering the secret book he got when he was a child.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly!

In a dream, the encounter between Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly brought about a philosophical dialogue, and then the ancient great sage Zhuang Zhou created a supreme knowledge.

Now Qing Ling has realized a little bit, he is waiting for the moment when he will transform into a butterfly.

"I should thank that mysterious masked man. Without him for hitting me and forgiving my life, I wouldn't be able to get this opportunity now." Qing Ling felt grateful to Li Xiandao in his heart.

He would rather be grateful to an outsider, an enemy, a person who almost killed him, than to thank the so-called Qing family.

Qing Ling really excluded herself from the Qing family.

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It was a very cold moon, and it had been seven days since Li Xiandao rushed to the beach.

The main reason is that Li Xiandao stopped and walked, looked at the scenery, and admired the beauty of Hanyuetian. These things came into view, and Li Xiandao couldn't help feeling the power of Hanyuetian.

Some children with outstanding talents, in this environment, reached the realm of Tianyuan in their teens, and some even reached the realm of saints.

Incredible!

The environment of Nine Heavens is indeed much better than that of Ten Lands, not to mention the Dali Land where Li Xiandao was in at the beginning, which is a world of difference.

When he came to the sea, Li Xiandao found a boatman, bought a boat, stood on the bow of the boat, and braved the wind and waves to go to the Holy Land of All Souls.

The Holy Land of All Souls is overseas. Xiao Qi said that it is not far from the land, but that is for practitioners. For ordinary boatmen, the distance is still a bit far.

Li Xiandao looked at the scenery on the sea, the blue sky and white clouds, and the gentle breeze. He was not in a hurry. He stood on the boat, and the boat shot out like a sharp arrow.

A day later, Li Xiandao saw the so-called Holy Land of All Souls!

On the sea, there is a white mist that lingers all year round. An ordinary boatman will lose his way if he enters here, and a practitioner will be trapped here if he enters.

This is the prohibition of the Holy Land of All Souls!

The island that hides the center is leisurely and independent from the world.

When Li Xiandao saw this restriction, he shook his head and said, "Although the restriction can confuse people, it doesn't match well. Moreover, this restriction has been around for a long time, and many places are damaged, so we don't want to repair it."

This restriction can't trap Li Xiandao at all. Li Xiandao has learned too many restrictions on the restricted mountain, and now these are just pediatrics in his eyes.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Li Xiandao controlled the continuous shuttle of the ship, avoiding the attack restrictions in these restrictions.

Li Xiandao easily entered the interior of the Holy Land of All Souls.

"Isn't this too lax?" Li Xiandao couldn't help frowning. Not only did he know the restrictions very well, but the key was that the foggy restrictions were too lax.

Not to mention Li Xiandao, even a person who has been immersed in the prohibition for hundreds of years can enter here.

"In such a dignified holy place, the restrictions are so loose. What happened?" Li Xiandao was puzzled. He came to the shore, parked the boat, and set foot on the land of the Holy Land of All Souls.

As far as the eye can see, there are dilapidated scenes everywhere, a huge holy place, the port is unguarded, the pier is deserted, most of the houses on the island are broken, only the flowers and plants are blooming lushly.

"This Holy Land of All Souls has no disciples, is it completely deserted?" Li Xiandao asked in surprise, he flew up into the air, overlooking the island.

It is very large, at least able to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. There are four ports, and there is a mountain in the island. It is very majestic, like a real dragon crawling on this island.

And looking from the top down, the island is really colorful and full of flowers blooming.

There was only one thing that puzzled Li Xiandao.

Insufficient aura!

It's not that the aura is not as good as Han Yuetian's average level, but that it can't reach the standard of the ten aura dragon veins.

Ten spiritual energy dragon veins are on this island, and with the addition of prohibition and suppression, the spiritual energy here should be hundreds of times that of the outside world, or even times the previous one.

In fact, it is just the same as the outside world.

It is three to five times stronger than on land, but the aura in the sea itself is richer than on land.

The ten aura dragon veins are gone!

Li Xiandao looked around, and there was really no one in this Holy Land of All Souls.

He took out the contract and began to look for the host who signed the contract.

right here on this island.

The contract shows that there is nothing wrong with it.

But Li Xiandao really didn't notice anyone. He followed the contract and came to a tomb halfway up the mountain.

The tomb of the fourth generation headmaster of the Holy Land of All Souls!

Li Xiandao was looking at the contract, and if it was not voided, it meant that this person was not dead.

Buried here, suspended animation?

Li Xiandao reached out and knocked on the tombstone.

Bang bang bang!

"Brother, an old friend is here, don't die, come out and take a breath." Li Xiandao said softly.