A grandmother and granddaughter swap souls, causing chaos throughout the entire court.

Guoguo knew that her wicked grandmother was putting on a brave face, but inside she was probably on the verge of a breakdown, so she decided not to disturb her self-torture.

She strolled back home.

So what if the outside is surrounded?

Anyway, Songhetang won't lack food for a while, and her father, mother, and brother are all by her side. With her looking after her, nothing will happen.

She had exhausted too much of her spirit today and desperately needed a good night's sleep to replenish her depleted energy.

A quick calculation reveals the answer.

Guoguo predicted that there would be another disturbance at Songhetang tonight, but it wouldn't be a big problem.

She quietly went into her parents' room, took out three amulets, and quietly put them on the wrists of her father, mother, and brother.

With this amulet, no one can harm them.

After Guoguo left.

Madam Zhong stood there stunned for a long time.

She did take Guoguo's words to heart.

She couldn't help but wonder if her most beloved son would really take her life to achieve his goal.

She shook her head violently, forcibly banishing the thought from her mind.

He won't!

No!

She can't just sit here and wait to die!

We can't let our son trap us here and cause us to die.

Wait until the night is deep and quiet.

Madam Zhong listened carefully to the sounds outside the door.

Granny Zhang and her maid Wan Tang were already fast asleep on the small couch in the outer room.

She secretly opened the door, lowered her footsteps, and crept towards the rear hall behind the main house.

A small Buddhist shrine was specially set up in the back hall, where she used to frequently return to cultivate.

at this time.

There were no lights in the small Buddhist hall; only the cold moonlight filtering through the window illuminated the white jade Guanyin statue on the altar, making it appear deathly pale.

Madam Zhong walked to the table and laboriously stood on tiptoe.

Two small hands reached behind the base of the white jade Guanyin statue.

"Click".

A faint creaking sound of machinery echoed in the silent Buddhist hall.

Immediately afterwards, the wall behind the white jade Guanyin statue slowly slid open to both sides, revealing a dark passage that could only accommodate one person at a time.

Without hesitation, Madam Zhong quickly crawled inside.

She skillfully found a pull ring on the inside of the wall and pulled it hard.

The blue brick walls closed up again.

Go down the narrow stone steps.

A moment later, Madam Zhong stopped in a dark room.

This dark room is extremely large.

The walls were covered with all sorts of strange and unusual objects, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

In the very center stands a circular stone platform about half a person's height.

The surface of the stone platform was covered with intricate, twisted, and eerie runes, painted with glaring dark red cinnabar.

The most creepy part is right above the pedestal.

A soul banner, about the size of a palm, floated there.

This banner moves without wind, and anyone with magical powers can see it emanating a chilling black aura.

Upon seeing the spirit banner, Madam Zhong's anxious emotions instantly calmed down.

As long as she has this soul banner, it is her biggest trump card.

She is confident.

No matter how much the brat tries to cause trouble, she can't escape her grasp.

Madam Zhong stood at the edge of the round platform, tilting her fair and round face up, her eyes flashing with greed and eagerness.

She clasped her chubby little hands together, her ten fingers awkwardly interlocked, trying to form a hand seal to activate the magical artifact.

He quickly chanted an incantation, then forcefully lifted his hand upwards, shouting, "Rise!"

The black banner remained completely still.

However, no matter how hard she tried to pull it with her mind, there was not a trace of profound power within it that could resonate with the heavens and earth!

"Damn it!"

Madam Zhong was so angry that she cursed loudly and stomped her foot hard on the blue bricks on the ground.

There wasn't a trace of Xuan power in that brat's body.

He's worse than a cripple; he can't even use the magic weapon he crafted himself!

Isn't that brat practicing Taoism with a Taoist priest?

So, if you don't have any internal energy, you're just a piece of trash?

Could it be that he was too useless, which is why the old Taoist priest disliked him and sent him down the mountain?

She's so angry!

Madam Zhong did not give up on herself.

Even if this body has no profound energy, she can cultivate it back.

Her original physical talent was also extremely poor, but in the end she was still able to cultivate, didn't she?

With a gloomy face, Madam Zhong walked to a row of yellow chrysanthemum wood display shelves placed against the wall.

She picked out a celadon porcelain medicine bottle, quickly returned to the center of the circular stone platform, and sat cross-legged.

He poured a peanut-sized pill into his palm, tilted his head back and swallowed it without even looking at it.

The medicine dissipated instantly in his stomach.

It was as if it were wrapped in a ball of raging fire, rushing through every part of the body.

Madam Zhong immediately closed her eyes and, following the South China Sea Daoist tradition she had cultivated, began to guide the violent spiritual energy released by the elixir.

The next moment, a storm raged in her heart.

The meridians within this body are even purer, clearer, more flexible, and wider than the finest jade!

The moment the medicinal power transformed into a violent surge of profound energy entered, several vital acupoints throughout the body automatically opened.

There was no need for her to go to great lengths to break through the barriers; all the profound energy flowed smoothly through her meridians, just like rivers flowing into the sea, or water naturally flowing into a channel!

In just a few cycles, the medicinal effects were completely transformed into rich and abundant profound energy, which eventually returned to the dantian.

Before we knew it, dawn had broken.

Madam Zhong let out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes.

His face was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy!

did not expect.

The speed of her cultivation that night was equivalent to more than half a year of hard training in her original body!

It's more than a hundred times faster!

It is important to know that talent is the most valued quality in the path of cultivation.

Especially in the beginner stage, if one's comprehension is too low and one cannot find a suitable method, it becomes even more difficult.

This brat's physical talent is incredibly high!

She can be allowed to enter the country quickly, overnight!

If you add her thirty years of experience in enlightenment, coupled with her terrifying talent that is favored by God, she will surely achieve perfection in less than ten years!

Madam Zhong clapped her hands in satisfaction, no longer bothered that this wasn't her own body.

She was so happy that she almost forgot about switching bodies with Guoguo.

Suppressing her excitement, Madam Zhong returned to the small Buddhist hall via the passageway.

It was early morning, and the dew was heavy.

As soon as Madam Zhong stepped out of the small Buddhist hall and walked a few steps along the winding corridor, she bumped into an old woman who was sweeping the courtyard with her head down and a large bamboo broom.

She was a mute nanny responsible for the daily cleaning of the rear hall.

Hearing the noise, the mute old woman stopped sweeping and looked up, her face turning deathly pale.

Why did a strange little girl barge in?

This small Buddhist shrine is a forbidden area of ​​Songhe Hall!

Apart from the old lady and the nanny who was specifically responsible for cleaning.

Any servant in the courtyard who dared to step across the front porch would have their legs broken and be thrown out of the mansion by the old lady's orders!