Xianjun Breeding Guide

Wen Qianxiao pondered under the plum tree all night.

No fruit.

Before dawn, he went straight to the lonely city at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Guizhu, the lord of the lonely city, is the little brother he rescued at random during his travels. He is a little weaker, but fortunately he is obedient, and he never goes west when he points east.

The defense of the City Lord's Mansion was nothing in the eyes of Lord Mozun. It was like entering a land of no one. He kicked open the gate and scared Yan Guizhu, who was still sleeping soundly, out of the bed.

"My lord, my lord? It's only been a few days... What happened?"

Wen Qianxiao said simply: "It's a big deal. You put on your clothes first."

Yan Guizhu has always had the habit of sleeping naked/sleeping, so he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he quickly put on his coat, tied his belt and said solemnly: "Could it be the cloud environment..."

"Clouds? Those are all trivial matters, so I won't mention them today." Wen Qianxiao didn't make any detours, and cut straight to the point, "Gui Zhu, do you have a Taoist companion? It's fine if you get along well."

Yan Guizhu: "?"

Yan Guizhu didn't expect that this person kicked him out of the bed in a hurry early in the morning. There was nothing wrong with him, and he just talked about love.

He scratched his hair, poured himself a refreshing cup of cold tea, felt the bitterness of the night on the tip of his tongue, finally calmed down a little, and said: "Your Majesty, who is so courageous to ask you to propose marriage to me? "

Wen Qianxiao: "...?"

Wen Qianxiao: "What kind of relationship do you want to say, you are so beautiful. It is the deity who has something to belong to recently. I can't ask for it, and I am thinking about it. So I came to you to learn some scriptures."

"Pfft—" Yan Guizhu sprayed all the tea in his mouth.

He didn't get enough sleep and his mind was not very bright, he just felt very dazed, stared at Wen Qianxiao stupidly, and opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty, has that perverted fox finally succeeded?"

Wen Qianxiao bent her knuckles, knocked on the table, and said: "Which pot is not open, don't mention it to me."

"It's not him? Then who is it?" Yan Guizhu was in a turmoil, took a deep breath, and went to carry the pot of tea to calm down.A servant brought hot tea over, he waved his hand, pushed the teacup in front of Wen Qianxiao, and asked, "It is said that the white jade bed of Niehai Mozun is difficult to climb, since you like it, who in the unknown palace would not like it?" ?”

Wen Qianxiao picked up the teacup, absent-mindedly tasted the Bolan tea that can only be drunk in Gucheng, and swayed rarely.A cup of tea has bottomed out, and he is still talking about him: "Do you remember the two altars of drunken immortals buried under the plum tree?"

"Remember, why don't you remember, it's something that came out of the cloud realm. After so many years of fighting, two altars were seized in total." Yan Guizhu went in without knowing it, "Are you planning to use this to coax others?"

Wen Qianxiao said vaguely: "No. A few days ago, on a whim, the Japanese Venerable wanted to dig out a jar to taste, but later...it was confiscated..."

"Just finished drinking the whole altar?" Yan Guizhu said "tsk", feeling quite distressed, "That's a drunken immortal. After three cups, all immortals will be drunk on the bed. Your lord, it's not me Speaking of you, you actually took the entire altar..."

"That's not it." Wen Qianxiao pinched the center of her brows in distress, her voice was a little fluttering, "I drank a jar when I was awake, and then I drank another jar when I was drunk, and then I didn't know anything after that. When I woke up, I found that I had done something. Out of the ordinary..."

Yan Guizhu: "..."

Yan Guizhu fell silent.

He knew that his Demon Lord was sometimes out of tune, but he didn't expect to be so out of tune, he drank the two altars of drunken immortals in one go, and was moved.

It's not the Red Luan star that moved, it's probably a disaster star.

"So where did Your Majesty go after being drunk?" He could only feel bitterness in his mouth, the pain was unspeakable, and he wanted to cover his face and sigh, "Which immortal sect did you break into, and whose head was belittled?"

"Not at all." Wen Qianxiao said modestly, "How could this deity be so ignorant?"

Yan Guizhu heaved a sigh of relief.

Then Wen Qianxiao hung him back again.

"This deity accidentally...slept that fairy in the Unnamed Palace."

Yan Guizhu fell under the chair with a "plop", opened his mouth tremblingly, and was about to give him a slap with all his strength.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wen Qianxiao directly threw a silencing spell in the past, and continued: "My lord...cough, this lord fell in love with Xianjun Bailu at first sight, and wanted to become a Taoist couple, but he didn't want to."

nonsense.

It would be nice not to kill you.

All the immortals in the Nine Heavens Cloud Realm pretend to be noble, and regard Niehai as a dirty quagmire. Not to mention being treated lightly by monsters, staying here for two more days would make them feel dirty.

This Demon Lord was fine, he tied the man to the bed in a drunken way, beheaded first, then played, and then begged for a Taoist companion.

That fairy didn't commit suicide on the spot, which can be regarded as bearing the burden of humiliation.

Yan Guizhu grabbed two handfuls of hair, got up from the ground, frantically paced back and forth, then stopped suddenly, and said, "Will something happen to Bailu after you leave the Unnamed Palace?"

"No." Wen Qianxiao continued the tea carelessly, and took two sips happily, "Those immortals in the cloud realm are very fierce, and they destroy their souls at every turn. How can Gujue Mountain stand up to such a situation?" Toss. Fortunately, Bai Ziyou's cultivation has fallen to the golden core stage, so it's easy to handle. Before he left, the deity planted a small restraint on him, so he couldn't die even if he wanted to."

"..." Yan Guizhu supported his forehead and said, "Your Majesty, although it is not urgent to form a Taoist couple, but it can't... No, once this restriction is lifted, wouldn't it mean that the enemy will add hatred?"

Wen Qianxiao was taken aback, put down the teacup, and suddenly said: "You are right, I will go back and explain it to him."

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, take your time!" Yan Guizhu hurriedly held back Lord Mozun, who was about to come out, and said earnestly, "Your Majesty, please remember to comfort and appease him when you go back, and coax him to sleep first." Let's make another plan. No matter what Immortal Bailu said, it was a proton sent by Yunjing, and it's only been two years. If you make people disappear, there will be no mercy."

"The deity comforted me." Wen Qianxiao said depressedly, "I not only promised compensation, but also promised to send him back to Yunjing. If you don't want it, I will stay and be the deity's companion."

"What did Immortal Bailu say?"

"He asked the deity for 100 yuan of high-grade spirit stones and a Sumeru ring."

"..."

Yan returned to Zhumeng.

He has lived in Niehai for nearly a thousand years, and has bumped into Yunjing a lot. He has never seen what kind of fairy, but he has never seen such an unreasonable play.

It is also a good match with his own demon.

As soon as this thought came up, Yan Guizhu quickly snuffed it out.Those sanctimonious fellows in Yunjing are not worthy of Nie Hai Mozun, that's the only black flood dragon that can crawl out of the Ten Thousand Bites Rift!

He straightened himself up and began to search for advice to Wen Qianxiao: "Your Majesty, since Immortal Bailu asked for the Lingshi, he probably didn't intend to commit suicide. Maybe he can do what he likes and take it slowly."

"Oh? How do you do what you like?"

"My subordinates dare to ask, what is the body of Xianjun Bailu?"

"..." Wen Qianxiao was stumped, "I only heard that he was exiled from the cloud realm, and the main body... guess what kind of fairy flower spirit grass it is."

"Exile?" Yan Guizhu's eyes lit up, "then he must miss the cloud environment very much. Why don't you build a small courtyard comparable to the cloud environment, Jinwuzang... no, to comfort the fairy king's homesickness .”

"A small courtyard comparable to the cloud environment?" Wen Qianxiao thought this idea sounded beautiful, but also very bad. "Guizhu, where is the cloud environment? Immortal energy is dense, the seasons are like spring, and the spiritual power is so strong that you can go anywhere." Turn the water into a pool. There is not even a single piece of green grass in the unbounded evil sea, even if this deity has the ability to reach the sky, he can't make this red soil with no spiritual power grow flowers and plants."

"Immortal Root Spirit Grass, Niehai doesn't have it, but the world has it; the spiritual power is thin, then crush the spirit stone and mix it into the soil, and then bury a few more Spirit Gathering Formations." Yan Guizhu paused, gathered together In the past, he whispered, "It just depends on whether your lord is willing to pay attention."

Wen Qianxiao remained silent, wondering what was going on, just drinking cup after cup of tea, snacking on melon seeds, and almost drank all the Bailan tea in the city lord's mansion.

It wasn't until the sun was in the west that he put down the teacup with a soft "boom" and said indifferently: "It's time for those demon generals to do something for me."