Xianjun Breeding Guide

As for why he put people to sleep in a daze, it's not difficult to guess.

After the white light of unknown origin passed by, he opened his eyes suddenly, stretched his wrists, turned over and sat up vigilantly, and suddenly touched the soft warmth of his hands, so startled that he slipped and fell back into the brocade quilt, covering the tear-stained little girl Xianjun was under his body, and by the way, he saw two empty wine jars rolling on the table.

seems to be the culprit.

Mozun climbed out of the bed in a daze, picked it up and sniffed it, good guy, it was the drunken fairy who was buried under the plum blossom tree in the two altars and drunk to the last drop eight years ago.

... At that time, I was crazy about drinking and tied Immortal Bailu to the bed to use it as a furnace to make up for it.

Thinking of this, Wen Qianxiao couldn't help covering his face and sighing.

Drunk is drunk, there are a hundred or eighty beauties in the Unnamed Palace, who can't be hugged, just such an untouchable one, if you can't die, you can catch yourself back to the palace and sleep.He fell asleep when he slept, but he didn't do it very gently. The process was a tragic one, and he was lucky if he didn't die.

... to commit crimes.

I don't know when people will wake up.

When Bai Ziyou woke up, it was already two days later.

Incense was wafting from Ninghe Hall, and soft smoke was rising from the gilt censer. He opened his heavy eyelids and turned his head to look to the side.

No one is empty.

Really ruthless.

After being harvested overnight as a furnace cauldron, there is not a single spot on his body that is not sore, and the remaining spiritual power in the meridians is pitifully small, and even the golden core has dimmed a bit.

He was starving with hunger, slowly got up under the thin quilt, glanced at half a box of flower cakes on the low table by the bed, hesitated a bit, took a piece and put it in his mouth.

It is soft, waxy and sweet, with the aroma of plum blossoms exuding inside, and a little bit of spiritual power slides down the mouthpiece into the abdomen, bringing a little comfort to the dry dantian, which is suitable for eating right now.

Suddenly someone behind said: "Is it delicious?"

Bai Ziyou's throat choked, and then he coughed violently.

Wen Qianxiao didn't expect that he would scare him, so he quickly reached out to pat him on the back.

Who would have thought that this little fairy would not appreciate it, wiped away the tears she coughed up, wrapped herself in a thin quilt and hid back, and said coldly: "After the Lord Mozun finished his work, is he not even willing to give you a piece of clothing?"

Wen Qianxiao: "..."

That set of old and whitish azurite robes seemed to be the only thing that Bai Ziyou carried with him.Just the night before, the clothes were swept away by the devilish energy, leaving nothing behind.

Master Mozun withdrew his hand in embarrassment, got up and went to find a crow-blue robe from the closet, and said, "Put this on first."

Originally, Bai Ziyou was just thinking about smashing the pot, but he didn't expect to actually get a set of clothes.He froze for a moment, then took it with a little hesitation.

The style of this robe was slightly different from that of Yunjing. He stumbled to put it on, fumbling with his fingertips to fasten the three mica buttons, but failed to fasten them after several attempts.After working hard for a while, he put aside the difficult buttons and closed the skirt of his clothes, and then found that someone seemed to be unable to take his eyes off.

"what happened?"

"Cough, it's nothing." Wen Qianxiao moved in a few times, leaned over, and helped him close the buttons on the side waist with ease, and said in a low voice, "Look here...turn around first, then do this... …alright."

The warm breath breathed in his ears, like the filaments of spring silkworms in March, soft and itchy, Bai Ziyou tilted his head to hide uncomfortably.

Wen Qianxiao didn't have any thoughts of eating tofu. After all, this little fairy has been incarnate for less than 300 years. Except for the accident that night, it's not too bad to accept him as an apprentice.

He looked at it for a moment, and said: "The clothes don't fit you well, let someone make two sets for you another day."

Not only did it not fit well, but when she put on the loose robe, the little fairy was pale and snowy, like a weak willow, like a stray animal that was just picked up, and was pressed on the bed the night before and tortured hard.

It seems that he is not a thing anymore.

In order to calm his restless conscience, Wen Qianxiao lifted the lid of another box of flower cakes, handed it over and said, "Do you want more?"

"I'm just a mediocre person, how dare I ignore the kindness of the Demon Venerable. I thank the Demon Venerable for the reward. If there is nothing else, I will go back to the Wind Bamboo Tower tonight."

Not only did he not speak very politely, but Bai Ziyou didn't even look at those flower cakes.

Wen Qianxiao put the flower cake back melancholy.

got rejected.

Why is his temper so twisted when he looks thin and weak?

"There is still something to do, don't worry." Wen Qianxiao calmed down and straightened her waist slightly, "I drank too much that night... um..."

"I was sent to the Unnamed Palace as a proton, and I thought that such a day would come sooner or later." Bai Ziyou's face became paler, and the blood on his lips almost turned pale, "Since Ye Mozun has fulfilled his wish, please... ...don’t push me any further.”

Wen Qianxiao suddenly had one head and two big ones.

What's this all about.

He wondered if he was too indifferent, reflected for a moment, raised his head with a deceptively gentle smile, and said: "I owe you the drunkenness that night, so just ask for anything you want. Even if you give it away It’s not impossible to return to the cloud realm.”

Bai Ziyou blinked, unable to figure out what was going on in his heart for a moment, so he simply remained silent.

"If you resent that Yunjing exiled you and don't want to go back, you can stay in the Unnamed Palace and become a Taoist partner with this deity." Wen Qianxiao's smile became gentler, and followed the way, "Although Niehai is not comparable to Yunjing , but with me here, no one dares to bully you. How?"

"..."

After a stick of incense.

Master Mozun appeared under his favorite red plum tree.

Because this red plum has been enchanted, it has been undefeated for four seasons, so it is often bald by the demon king who is too idle, and it will continue to be red and bright the next day.

Today, the red plums are still blooming ostentatiously, with a faint fragrance floating around, but it doesn't arouse Wen Qianxiao's interest at all.After all, he still hasn't come back to his senses, his head is buzzing.

In the end, Bai Ziyou asked for [-] top-grade spirit stones and a Sumeru ring that can store things.

He couldn't believe his ears.

Is the majestic demon king not as exciting as a pile of spirit stones? ? ?

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if I am so poor that cats and dogs hate it, but as the Taoist companion of the Demon Lord, the rare and rare treasures in the Wuming Palace are not up to him to ask for, 100 yuan of top-grade spirit stones are even a chicken feather not on.

Wen Qianxiao couldn't figure it out.

Hongmei is bald again.

After spoiling the plum blossoms, he sat down at the stone table, grabbed the red agate pendant by his ear, twisted it lightly twice, and closed his eyes.Even though it has been a while since he was reborn, he still can't forget the pair of eyes he saw at that time.

There is nothing good without a reason in this world, he treated Bai Ziyou like this only to repay the kindness of his previous life.

The blood-smelling wind of the wild ancient land seemed to still linger on the tip of his nose.No one expected that at the last moment, Immortal Proton, who had been imprisoned for ten years, used his life as a bargaining chip to come to him with all his might, turned the world around, and opened up a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

*****

The last fight in the previous life was really tragic.

The wind in the ancient land is as fierce as ever, flying sand and rocks, wishing to scrape off the skin.

In the Suzaku Demon Elimination Formation, the nine-layer formation formed a pillar/lift/sky from top to bottom, and the scarlet light covered the sky and the sun.

Wen Qianxiao knelt in the center of the formation with disheveled hair, entwined by countless spells, ragged and bloodstained.Half of the densely packed scars had formed brown scabs, and some were still oozing blood, adding a bit of misery to the whiteness.

He has been trapped for three full days.

The seal of the Ten Thousand Bites Rift Valley has already been riddled with holes, and the backlash from the Evil Soul Jade is getting stronger and stronger. If I can't go back to repair it in time, I'm afraid that I will be eaten to the bone.

The bastards in Yunjing are really good at calculating.

Wen Qianxiao coughed out a mouthful of blood foam, and was about to try to break through the formation again, when suddenly there was a faint commotion outside the demon formation.

He frowned.

Why, before I'm dead, someone is ready to rush in and start a fight?

Not long after, he saw the hateful face of Xianjun Danxia.

The Xia-colored clothes embroidered with green pine and cloud cranes stopped not far away, and there seemed to be someone following behind.

"You said you wanted to see him, so I brought you here." Immortal Danxia undid the restraint with a flick of his sleeve, sent him forward, and said calmly, "Tell me, where is the Sky-Bending Stone?"

The man staggered and threw himself on his body, and the bright emerald color came into view unexpectedly, like a sprout on the long-drought wasteland.

Wen Qianxiao couldn't help but be astonished.

Bai Ziyou looked a little flustered, and hurriedly got up from him.

The placket was slightly heavy, as if something had been quietly put in it.

Before Wen Qianxiao figured out why this little fairy who had been a proton in the Unnamed Palace for ten years came to join in the fun, the red agate earrings suddenly became hot, trembling impatiently, and echoed with the things in her arms, as if they were one and the same ,match made in heaven.

Wen Qianxiao opened his eyes wide.

"you……"

Why do you have another half of the sky-filling stone?

He couldn't finish the question.

In the sky-penetrating Suzaku demon-slaying formation, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of immortals, the desolate Lord Mozun was slapped hard and loudly by the little fairy.

For a moment, even the nearest Immortal Danxia was stunned.

Bai Ziyou withdrew his hand, stood up staggeringly, reversed his previous weak appearance, his gaze contained shocking hatred, and swept across the immortals outside the formation one by one, and finally landed on the face of the immortal Danxia. Go up, and said coldly: "Suzaku's demon-eliminating array? It's ridiculous. Dare I ask you, with such awe-inspiring justice, what kind of demon are you trying to get rid of?"

Before Danxia could answer, someone rushed to say for him: "Naturally, it is the Demon Lord of the Unbounded Sea of ​​Evil. This black flood dragon crawled out of the Ten Thousand Bites Rift Valley and did a lot of evil, everyone got it and punished it!"

"Evil?" The sneer flashed in Bai Ziyou's eyes, "If what he did was evil, then what did you do to me?"

Immortal Danxia said solemnly: "Bailu, don't tell the truth and talk nonsense."

"Nonsense? Can't tell right from wrong? Hahahaha..." Bai Ziyou laughed lowly, and the laughter gradually became louder and louder, hiding endless hatred, and almost changed his tone, "What he did to me was only worth that Slap. And you——!"

The heart-piercing pain seized the heart in an instant, and the emerald eyes were like a fragmented gem, and tears rolled down with the abrupt words.

Panting, he turned around and grabbed Wen Qianxiao's tattered clothes, and said hoarsely: "The demons that should be eliminated are all outside the formation! Wen Qianxiao, I will give you half of the sky-replenishing stone, and go kill it!" They... killed them for me!!!"

Xianjun Danxia's complexion changed suddenly, and he was about to make a move, but saw the spells break and dissipate one after another. Wen Qianxiao stood up slowly, straightened his ragged clothes, tilted his head and fiddled with the extra pendant on his right ear, and rushed to Danxia. Xia gave a provocative smile: "Thank you."

He did not forget to support the exhausted Bai Ziyou.

Wen Qianxiao has always been protective of those who give him help in a timely manner.So he has to protect this little fairy.

Danxia Xianjun glanced coldly, closed his palm, and a green light burst out.

Something is broken.

The person in his arms twitched suddenly, struggled twice, vomited a mouthful of blood, and collapsed limply.

The change came suddenly, Wen Qianxiao only had time to send a wave of demonic energy into his body, and managed to stabilize the soul that was like a candle in the wind. His face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Danxia and said, "I remember him before he came to the Unnamed Palace." , the fairy bone has been lost. So this terrible thing is in your hands?"

"good."

"brute."

The words were not speculative, and after a brief exchange between the two, the situation changed suddenly.

None of the immortals outside the formation dared to step forward.Once Suzaku's demon-eliminating formation fails, no one can please Niehai Mozun except Danxia.

The two fought from inside the formation to outside the formation, from the wild and ancient land to the cliff of the natural moat, and the sun and the moon were darkened.

The pair of red agate earrings turned from Butian Stone became hotter and hotter, as if they were going to burn people.

The enraged Hei Jiao broke Danxia's natal celestial weapon with his tail, and his Nilin was pierced by Duan Ren's sword, and both sides suffered.The black flood dragon fell to the ground, taking human form, lying motionless on the messy gravel.

Danxia was not much better either, her clothes were scorched and her original color could hardly be seen.He picked up the natal sword that had been broken in two, and limped towards Wen Qianxiao, trying to remove the sky-butting stone.

The rain is pouring, and the Razer is dancing.

Just when Danxia's fingertips were about to touch the earrings, a glaring white light suddenly burst out, like a miracle descending into the world, illuminating the world pale and bright for a moment.

……

To be honest, Wen Qianxiao still hasn't figured out where the mysterious white light came from.But it doesn't matter, it doesn't prevent him from wanting to repay Shi Zhien.

In the previous life, this little fairy gave himself half of the sky-replenishing stone, and in this life, he reciprocated, and gave him the status of a Taoist companion, so that he would not be miserable and have no branches to rely on. By the way, if he can find out the whereabouts of the sky-replenishing stone It couldn't be better.

Wen Qianxiao has a good plan and admits that he has something wrong in his heart.But the dignified Mozun is not someone who can't bear it after sleeping, he also sincerely wants to take Bai Ziyou under his wings to protect him.

But Xiao Xianjun was probably afraid of being sleepy, and refused to accept soft and hard, making it clear that he wanted to separate himself from him.

This will not work.