When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Emperor Wang Yuan asked Qing, although he was a rogue in his bones, he was more or less romantic, and he was gentle at first.

Uncharacteristically this time, he took out the chattering magic weapon Taigu from Su Wenqing's arms, threw it into the corner, and immediately cast the enchantment restriction.

The world is quiet.

Tai Gu: "..."

Tai Gu couldn't believe it, he was used to seeing monks beat their heads to the ground for a good magic weapon, killing their species and exterminating their clans, it was normal for them to let out their Taoist companions, but it was the first time he saw him throwing himself as if he was throwing rubbish, his eyes were white In the vast expanse, he couldn't see anything, he was extremely helpless, and he still had a little anger that couldn't be suppressed.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Hmph, I won't talk to you if you beg me to open your mouth in the future!"

It's a pity that neither of these two masters will ask for help.

Emperor Wang Yuan casually removed Su Wenqing's jade crown, Nuan Yu slid down the black hair, and he picked it up and put it aside.

Asking Qing Xianjun outside is very different from being in front of Emperor Zun.

Su Wenqing's soul was suppressed, but he was not uncomfortable, but with some tenderness and teasing. He sank in the bed, with a little red at the end of his eyes, and the color of his eyes was soft to a mess.

"I seem to have been looking for you for a long time." Liu Wangyuan leaned over, his breath was extremely heavy, he spoke ambiguous words, and rubbed the forehead of Ceng Su Wenqing with the tip of his nose.

He never thought of being separated, even if there are some variables that even he can't deduce, he never thought of being separated.

"It's okay." Su Wen said hoarsely, "I will try my best to get back to you."

Hearing this, Liu Zhuyuan unbuttoned his belt, and the cloth fell to the sides, as if the pure and flawless lotus was finally stained with mud, not only not ugly, but thrilling.

When Su Wenqing's eyes were full of mist, he would unconsciously grab Emperor Wangyuan's hair and run his fingers down the seam, as if some kind of revenge

And once Emperor Wangyuan suffered pain, he would strike back even more swiftly.

Soon, the two souls embraced each other in the sea of ​​consciousness, the god fell into the world of mortals, and the sea of ​​desire from head to toe was hard to fill.

Su Wenqing's breathing went up and down with the ups and downs, and the original aura of Xiantian Linghe scatter wildly. If there was no enchantment around the mansion, this mellow fragrance would definitely attract the fascination and mania of the spirits in the entire Qilu Mountain.

"You said..." Outside the house, Zhao Qin wiped his face fiercely: "The emperor won't forget my master, will he?"

Shen Jiang: "..."

If Zhaoqin was referring to the senior brother, then he could confidently deny it, but Emperor Zun... really can't tell...

"No." Chen Jiang smiled awkwardly: "After all, the Immortal Venerable is ill, I don't think the Emperor Venerable can do such a thing."

Zhao Qin was about to cry, with disbelief written all over his face.

However, there was no wind, plants and trees moved, and Shen Jiang seemed to sense it. Looking to the southeast, a flying magic weapon was approaching quickly, and it arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

It was Su and Xianzun.

"Master!" Zhao Qin's eyes lit up, and he jumped on Su He before he could stand on the ground.

Su He lovingly hugged the visitor gently, "It's fine as a teacher."

Zhaoqin was wronged: "Why didn't Master come back with Emperor Zun and the others? It was so late."

Lord Mie Ling snorted coldly: "He has already left the three of us behind."

Zhao Qin: "..."

Shen Jiang: "..."

If Emperor Wangyuan hadn't been supported by cultivation and Taoism, the filter could be broken [-] times.

"Master, have you found a solution?" Zhao Qin looked expectant.

Su He thought of the central demon altar that had been lost for 600 years. There might be no such thing as Feng Lai Ling Jing in the world.

"There will be." Su He replied.

Zhao Qin was about to cry again.

In the evening, the setting sun consumes the last ray of light and sinks into the valley wearily.

squeak--

The door actually opened!

Several people who were drinking tea turned their heads to look at it at the same time.

Emperor Wang Yuan was wearing a magic robe, which was casually tied around his waist, revealing a small section of his thin chest, with his black hair loose in the back, looking cold and lazy.

He probably didn't expect so many people at the door of the house, and they checked the numbers one by one slowly, and then looked at Su He as if thinking of something: "How did the immortal come back?"

"Take the Magical Artifact of the Demon Lord." Su Hewen said.

Emperor Wang Yuan nodded: "Yes, you lightly don't use your spiritual power."

Wang Wangshou hesitated to speak, but Lord Mie Ling was not very polite: "Aren't you ashamed?"

Emperor Wang Yuan wished he could write the word "frank" on his body, "The demon world didn't besiege you, so you can't bring the immortal out safely, so you two don't mix up."

Su He saw that Emperor Wangyuan was holding a magic weapon in his hand, which looked a bit weird, and he always felt that those holes had become noses and eyes, like a living thing.

"When did Emperor Zun practice?" Su He asked.

"It's been a while." Emperor Wang Yuan answered, and then casually built a cauldron furnace by the door, lit a real fire, and threw the magic weapon into it.

Hearing what Wenqing meant, the fused spirit was called Taigu. The exact realm is unknown, but it was definitely born tens of thousands of years ago. He created the space that surrounded Wenqing, and he lost his memory because of too long a time.

Of course, Emperor Zun only knew that this was the culprit that caused him to separate from Wenqing, and ignored all other arguments.

The Wannian Artifact Spirit would be so happy to be someone else, but Emperor Wangyuan is different, it's not like he can't make it, so why bother with something that doesn't look good at all?

Mozun's pupils trembled, it seemed to be a seventh-grade magic weapon, just throw it away like this?

The integration of the bone and the weapon naturally inherited some of the perception of the spiritual weapon, and it was only then that he realized that the real master was the great master of Hedao, not the Qing Xianjun.

Hmph, it's really hot.

Taigu lay silently in the real fire, absorbing it bit by bit, just like facing each other, and didn't pay attention to Emperor Wangyuan at all.

The world of self-cultivation has degenerated like this, Taigu thought that the seventh-grade spiritual weapon was also forged by this person.

"Di Zun, what should my master do?" Zhao Qinzhen cried before, his voice was hoarse.

Su He patted Zhao Qin's arm, signaling him not to mention it again.

"Although I didn't get the Fenglai Spiritual Mirror, I will think of other ways." Emperor Wangyuan continued.

Su He nodded: "This is the end of the matter, maybe it's God's will, the emperor doesn't have to worry about it anymore."

As soon as Emperor Wang Yuan mentioned "the mirror of wind comes", the bones in the cauldron seemed to move.Emperor Zun glanced at it calmly, and now he became a little interested.

The real fire in the cauldron furnace was almost swallowed up while everyone was chatting.

snort!Tai Gu snorted secretly, thinking to himself what is this?

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings became hot, and the real fire was burning several times faster than before, so that he almost cried out. He moved his gaze back and found that Emperor Wang Yuan raised a hand, looking at this side with a half-smile, his eyes extremely cold.

Taigu is a tool spirit whose eyes grow on the top of the sky. Since its birth, it has despised all the knights of cultivation, especially in the line of refining tools and alchemy. There are very few people, and there are not many useful ones.His former master was "Patriarch"!Forging weapons with bare hands, just ask if it is good or not?

Great!

Then God pitied him for missing his master, and let him meet an unarmed craftsman.

Only then did Tai Gu realize that something seemed a little wrong?

He subconsciously looked at Emperor Wang Yuan, and then his entire spiritual body was captured by those black eyes. This feeling was really bad, but right after, he was free again.

Emperor Huangyuan turned around to drink tea and ignored him.

The bones are starting to get hairy.

"If Su and the Immortal Venerable have nothing to do, they can stay on Qilu Mountain for a while." Emperor Wang Yuan suggested.

Zhao Qin nodded fiercely. Firstly, he was worried about his master. Only with Emperor Zun's presence would he feel safe; secondly, he and Shen Jiang called him brothers and sisters. They got along very well, and he wanted to learn more from him.

"Okay." Su He thought about it for a while, and there were only two people when he went back. Zhao Qin was just at the time when his temper was getting out of hand, so it was really not as lively as here.

Qilu Mountain used to be a mansion, and now there are more than a dozen mahjong tables.

Su Wenqing slept until noon the next day, and then he dragged his bones that were about to fall apart to bask in the sun. His hair was untied and was gently blown by the wind. At this time, he was leaning on an ancient pine tree, looking up at Wang Wangshou, "Why, you want to live here too?"

Looking back, the first one almost fell off the roof, and said silently "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form", calmed down and looked around for the first time, so as not to be silenced by Emperor Wang Yuan, and to ensure safety, he said: "Build one, so as not to fall Points can only be on trees."

Su Wenqing nodded, not stingy with this bit of land.

Wanting to eat grilled fish, Su Wenqing was thinking about this, when he suddenly noticed a burst of spiritual power fluctuations coming from the mountainside, the breath was violent and cold, who?

Su Wenqing's expression froze, he raised his hand and made a formula to change into a dignified outfit, when he passed by the door, he was stopped by the panting Taigu.

"Well, Xianjun." Taigu was tempered overnight, and it would be a lie to say that it is not uncomfortable, "Can you let me out?"

Su Wenqing just paused for a while, felt nonsense after hearing what Tai Gu said, and then left without looking back.

Tai Gu: "..."

Su Wenqing arrived at the mountainside in the blink of an eye, a black shadow in front of him, his pupils shrank and he jumped to catch it, it was Zhao Qin who had been beaten so helplessly.

"Xianjun..." When Zhaoqin saw Su Wenqing, it was as if he saw a savior, but when he opened his mouth, there was blood.

"Concentrate and adjust your breath!" Su Wenqing injected a wave of spiritual power directly into his back.

Zhao Qin pointed to the front, ambiguous two words: "Shen Jiang..."

The two sword lights were dense and deep. The shrubs that grew to the waist were blown close to the ground, and the spiritual trees with slightly thinner branches were uprooted. Only the century-old trees were still struggling to support them.

This person is a master swordsman, how good is he?Spiritual energy and sword intent, sword intent and himself, almost merged into one. Su Wenqing squinted his eyes, but he didn't see any flaws in the opponent's sword technique at the first time.

The robe of the visitor showed a very simple blue, and it seemed to be washed for a long time, and it was slightly whitish, but it was just right on his body, with an ancient charm swaying leisurely, this should be an extremely indifferent and quiet person, But the sword intent is very domineering!

Let's put it this way, the last one with such a sword intent was Emperor Huangyuan.

Late Transformation God!

Su Wenqing saw the other party's cultivation, knew that Shen Jiang was not his opponent, so he summoned Lang Yue.

Shen Jiang was immobilized by the powerful sword intent, and he couldn't help feeling scared. Before he went to Qilu Mountain, he rarely met opponents in swordsmanship. Later, he was taught by Emperor Zun and Mie Lingjun one by one. He dare not say that he has made rapid progress. But it was several times better than before, so it's not this person's opponent? !