The spiritual spring released by Qi Chengjing in an instant almost exploded through the Xianyun Mausoleum. A huge mushroom cloud rose from the ground. The surging spiritual energy was like a volcano erupting, radiating to all directions. Even at the junction of Zhongzhou and Hepingzhou, one could feel the air The spiritual energy as fine as water mist in the air can be described as a drastic change in the world, shocking everyone.
When monks from all over Jiuzhou arrived, they only saw where the Xianyun Mausoleum had been. Now there was only a huge, bottomless pit.
No one knows what happened inside Xianyun Ling, and no one came out alive. People outside can only think that everyone, including the empress, died in that disaster.
Yan Lin didn't know how long she had been asleep. When she woke up, she found herself lying on a hillside, with sheep grazing around her. A newborn curly lamb nuzzled her body with its head. Lin then woke up and sat on the hillside, very confused.
The sky was as blue as a wash, and the air smelled of sunshine and green grass. There was an old pine tree in front of her, and behind her was a tea garden, lined up like a bush. It was a suitable place to play hide-and-seek.
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