Stunning beauty

Longevity Valley, Taniguchi.

Li Ziye gave orders, Mu Jin dug a hole, cooperated tacitly, and had no complaints.

As the saying goes, when a man and a woman are paired together, the work is not tiring, and a charming woman like Mu Jin can dig a hole in the wind and snow. In the whole world, Li Ziye is the only one.

In the wind and snow, Mu Jin took the magic weapon and smashed the ice and snow under her body, and the huge crack continued to spread, reaching hundreds of meters away.

In front of the crack, Li Ziye lay down on the ground and looked around, then jumped down.

"Be careful."

Seeing this, Hibiscus reminded.

"rest assured."

Below the crack, Li Ziye took out the Fish Intestine Sword and dug a few pieces of soil, picked it up with his hands, and quickly found the clay he wanted.

The quality is very average, far inferior to the clay used by the Li family to make porcelain and pottery. However, in this icy and snowy place, the requirements should not be too high.

"What is Hibiscus girl doing?"

At this time, in the valley, Qingzhu came and asked with a gentle expression, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Seeing the approaching person, Mu Jin's eyes flashed with alertness, and the spear crossed to block the way forward.

Qing Zhu stopped and didn't make any trouble, with a gentle smile on his face all the time.

Below the crack, Li Ziye packed a bag of soil with a package, and then used his hands and feet together to support the ice and snow on both sides, and climbed up little by little.

Before the crack, the young man crawled out from under the green bamboo, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly recovered, smiling, "Young Master Li, what are you doing?"

"Dig some soil and burn a clay pot."

Li Ziye looked at the enchanting and beautiful demon emperor in front of him, and responded enthusiastically, "May I ask what the demon emperor is called?"

"Green Bamboo."

Qingzhu replied with a smile, "Young Master Li can call me the Qinghuang just like all the monsters in the valley."

"Qinghuang."

Li Ziye saluted politely, and said, "I'll make a few cups of tea in a clay pot later, if Qinghuang doesn't mind, you can come over and have a cup."

"Tea?"

Qingzhu nodded upon hearing this unfamiliar but familiar address, and replied with a gentle expression, "Later, the Emperor must go to ask for a drink."

"It's a deal, Qinghuang, Miss Mujin and I will go ahead."

Li Ziye said a word, didn't say any more, carried the clay, passed by, and walked towards the igloo.

Mu Jin stepped up to keep up, without saying a word from the beginning to the end, looking at the Green Bamboo Demon Emperor with a look of guard.

Qingzhu looked at the backs of the two going away, the smile disappeared on her face, and the murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

This son of the Li family is not simple.

As a hostage, his life is at stake, but he can still deal with things like this, which is really not something ordinary people can do.

Li Ziye and Mu Jin came to the igloo and entered the house together.

In front of the fire, Prince Wen was still warming up. After coming to the bitterly cold extreme north, his complexion was obviously much worse.

Li Ziye walked to the bonfire and began mixing mud and kneading clay pots.

On the side, Prince Wen and Mu Jin watched quietly, having nothing to do and learning some experience.

"I met the Green Bamboo Demon Emperor just now."

While working, Li Ziye said, "It doesn't look like a good thing, probably the type of femme fatale."

After finishing speaking, Li Ziye raised his head, grinned, and added, "However, the prince won't be offended if I invite her over for tea later?"

"will not."

Mu Wenqing replied calmly, "The visitor is a guest, and it's just a cup of tea. This king is not so stingy."

"I think so too."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "After all, we will stay here for a while, so it's only natural to invite someone to have a cup of tea."

Next to him, Mu Jin had heard the conversation between the two, whether he understood it or not, he didn't talk too much anyway.

"Li Jiaoxi, how long does it take to burn such a clay pot?"

Mu Wenqing looked at the jar gradually taking shape in the hands of the young man in front of him, and asked curiously.

"In theory, it takes two or three days, mainly because it takes a long time to dry the water after setting."

Li Ziye patiently explained, "However, we are in a hurry, so we will just make do with one and finish it in two hours."

While talking, Li Ziye put the crimped clay pot next to the fire, and slowly evaporated the water inside.

Inside the igloo, two great cultivators of the five realms, a man of destiny, nervously looked at the clay jar beside the fire, for fear that the clay jar would explode suddenly.

"I knew I would bring a teapot here, but I was negligent." Mu Wenqing said with emotion.

"My old man from the Li family prepared it for me, but put it in the carriage and forget about it after we finish fighting." Li Ziye smiled helplessly.

While the two were talking, outside the igloo, Qingzhu stepped forward, with a powerful aura that could hardly be concealed.

"coming."

In the igloo, Mu Wenqing reminded.

"Ah."

Li Ziye nodded lightly, stopped talking, and concentrated on burning his own pot.

In front of the igloo, Qingzhu stopped, quietly looked at the room ahead, and did not enter in a hurry.

Time passed little by little, and after about two hours, the fragrance of tea wafted out from the igloo, refreshing.

"Qinghuang, the tea is ready, you can come in."

At this moment, in the igloo, Prince Wen's voice sounded inviting.

Qingzhu heard the voice coming from the house, and stepped into it.

Inside the house, the stone table has been set up. On the table, in the four stone cups, steam is steaming and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

"Qinghuang, please!"

Mu Wenqing looked at the woman in front of him and said politely.

"Thank you."

Qing Zhu stepped forward and sat down, looked at the four cups of hot tea on the table, and reached out to pick up the one in front of her.

"Amitabha."

At the same time, outside the Valley of the Goddess, a little novice monk dressed in Buddhist robes stepped forward, with a fair face, he seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

A clear mind and a childlike face are manifestations of the great accomplishment of Buddhism.

Invited by Li Ziye, Sanzang came to the extreme north for the first time. After much effort, he finally found the Goddess Valley.

In Goddess Valley, Xuanfeng and the others were shocked when they felt it.

What is this breath?

"Buddha."

In the depths of the valley, water waves filled the air, and the water mirror walked out, concentrating.

The Buddha has the power of a goddess, so there is nothing wrong with it.

"Why is he here."

Xuanfeng frowned and asked inexplicably.

"I'm afraid it has something to do with the Li family boy."

Shui Jing said solemnly, "This matter is getting more and more strange."

"Little monk Sanzang, please see the demon goddess."

Outside the Goddess Valley, Sanzang stopped, put his palms together, and said in a respectful tone.

However, at this moment, in the valley, sword energy soared to the sky, and then, an ancient sword pierced through the air, with a bone-piercing sharpness that made people shudder.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Sanzang waved the Buddha beads in his hand, and his body was full of Buddha essence, which turned into many mirrors, protecting him in front of him.

He only heard a loud shock, and the aftermath of the impact, Sanzang slid down a few zhang away, and stepped on with all his strength to let go of the rest of his energy.

The next moment, at the mouth of the valley, a figure with indistinguishable yin and yang came out, stretched out his hand to hold the flying Kunwu sword, and was stopped when he was about to make another move.

"Gu Qiao, wait a moment."

As the wind blew past, Xuanfeng appeared and said, "This is the goddess' friend."

"Has the Buddha figured it out and wants to take refuge in my monster clan, or does he have other purposes?"

Amidst the cold questioning voice, Shui Jing walked out behind Gu Qiao and Xuanfeng, looked at Sanzang in front of him, and said indifferently, "Can you give me a reasonable explanation."

"Amitabha."

Sanzang clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully to the three of them, and said with a serious expression, "I came to the extreme north to save people. My friend was captured by the demon tribe, and his life was in danger. However, the monk was alone. I am weak, so I have no choice but to come here, and I beg all the demon emperors to send troops to help."