Xianjun Breeding Guide

Bai Ziyou was still surprised why Yan Guizhu wanted to meet an "immortal king", but Wen Qianxiao couldn't help but jumped up.

"Blue clothes!?" He changed his previous lazy look, almost horrified, "Why blue clothes???"

Bai Ziyou was taken aback by his reaction: "What's wrong with the blue clothes?"

"Maybe...maybe I've seen it before, but I don't know if it's the person in my memory." After these days, the external wounds on the skin and flesh have healed seven to eighty-eight, almost no traces can be seen, but the internal wounds are still serious.Wen Qianxiao was so anxious that she couldn't care less about recuperating, so she hurriedly got out of bed and put on her clothes, "A Shuang, you stay here, I'll go down the mountain to have a look."

Master Mozun stepped out of the gate of Ninghe Hall with one foot, and was dragged back.

"Take me."

"No."

"Are you going to just disrupt this secret conversation and capture Yan Guizhu back? It's better to wait and see what happens and listen to what they are saying." Bai Ziyou said calmly, "Besides, the flower cake is my contract spirit. Beast, you can send a message to me directly. If you don’t take me with you, can’t the majestic Demon Lord hide behind a tree and eavesdrop?”

Makes sense.

Wen Qianxiao was persuaded, took his hand and said, "Ah Shuang is still thoughtful. Let's go."

Outside the isolated city, next to the official road covered with dark red gravel.

The two dressed up in disguise, sitting in a simple tea shed, holding a chipped pottery bowl, pretending to drink cheap tea.

Bai Ziyou whispered, "It's so hard."

"Then don't drink." Wen Qianxiao pressed his hand, "What are they talking about?"

Bai Ziyou listened carefully for a while, his expression changed slightly.He was silent for a moment, then suddenly picked up the bowl of bitter tea and drank it down in one gulp. The bitter taste pervading was unknown whether it was on the tip of his tongue or in his heart.

"They're talking about... the Sky-Mending Stone."

Yan Guizhu didn't know that he was being watched by a ferret.

He stared closely at the gentle smiling Xianjun in front of him, and said, "What are you talking about, the sky-replenishing stone?"

Mu Zhuliu smiled, and said softly, "It's the sky-replenishing stone that the city lord wanted, the only treasure in the world. This is a great opportunity."

"With such a good thing, why didn't Yunjing go to find the Heaven-Bending Stone himself, but instead sold me the clues?" Yan Guizhu was not stupid, "If you can't even get Yunjing, I am a mere demon general What is the use of this treasure clue?"

"The only person who knows the whereabouts of the Sky-Bending Stone now is the City Lord Yan who has the opportunity to approach." Mu Zhuliu said, "Clues are useless to me, why not come to City Lord Yan to exchange for something useful."

"what do you want?"

"The weakness of the Demon Lord."

"The Immortal Monarch is just joking." Yan Guizhu refused without thinking, "The Demon Lord is immortal, his strength is unfathomable, where is his weakness?"

Mu Zhuliu raised his eyebrows, Xun Xun said: "City Lord Yan is the most trusted confidant of the Mozun. After following for so many years, have you not noticed anything wrong with the Mozun? Even if it's just a guess, it doesn't matter. The clues are handed over. In addition, I am not a fairy, but a servant, and I can't deserve this title."

Yan Guizhu was startled.

This blue-clothed man clearly had a strong cloud-like immortal energy, which was clean and clear, and could not be faked.Anyone who can touch the threshold of the cloud realm is a mediocre person, even if he becomes a vassal immortal, he will definitely not belittle himself so much.

This man is so strange.

He suddenly regretted easily agreeing to the other party's appointment.

"Your Majesty's whereabouts are uncertain. He never takes anyone with him when he goes out, and he never gets close to beautiful women. None of the hundred or eighty beauties in the Nameless Palace can climb into bed, and the wind beside his pillow can't blow. Do you know the weakness of the Demon Lord?" Yan Guizhu didn't want to entangle with this person any more, and said bluntly, "Go back and tell your master that he made a wrong calculation."

"The city lord may wish to reconsider..."

"This is Nie Hai, and you are not a fairy king, so the covenant of the moat is out of your control. If you talk nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"

The blue-clothed fairy servant had a good temper. Being scolded like this, he didn't even move his eyebrows. He just nodded and said: "I will tell the master on my behalf. The city master is going out of the city today."

"..." There was nothing wrong with these words in a polite manner. City Lord Yan was blocked, as if he had punched cotton, he was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.

He didn't walk fast, obviously he didn't relax his vigilance, and he was still concerned about the immortal servant of unknown origin behind him.The moment he was about to leave the woods and step onto the official road, his body suddenly froze invisibly.

He maintained a walking posture like a stone statue, and couldn't even move his eyeballs.

After a while, he turned around stiffly again, slowly returned to Mu Zhuliu, and lowered his head meekly.

There was a smile in Mu Zhuliu's eyes, as if he had expected it a long time ago: "The city lord has changed his mind? Let's hear it?"

"Mozun's weakness..." Yan Gui Zhushen's eyes struggled, he opened and closed his mouth, but he still couldn't stop his words, "Every year... the moon is cloudy and the sun is cloudy..."

In an instant, the sky and the earth were darkened, and the dark red sand and stones swept over, like blood flying, and hit the fairy servant head-on and face-to-face.At the same time, the black robe brushed past, and he landed lightly with a blue and white figure, holding the rescued Yan Guizhu in his arms.

As soon as Yan Guizhu escaped from the strange technique, he passed out.

"How courageous to dare to attack my confidant at the foot of Gujue Mountain. You are looking for death!" Wen Qianxiao was furious. With a flick of his fingers, a phantom of a black flood dragon condensed by devilish energy emerged from his fingertips. Twisting Mu Zhuliu tightly, "Danxia might not even have the guts to say so! Who is your master?"

But Mu Zhuliu was not looking at him, his eyes flicked, and his eyes fell on the pale little Xianjun, and he said meaningfully: "It's you. I don't think there is any need to declare my family name."

Wen Qianxiao: "???"

Who is this guy, as if everyone needs to know him, spit.

Wen Qianxiao was about to throw away Yan Guizhu in her arms, and rolled up her sleeves to beat him, when Bai Ziyou stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I do know him. I can recognize him even in ashes." Bai Ziyou's eyes ignited a cluster of fire, like ghost fire, reflecting the monstrous hatred, "The head of the Lingbo sect, Mu Zhuliu."

Mu Zhuliu smiled, and said kindly, "I'm right here. Immortal Bailu, long time no see."

Master Mozun was dumbfounded: "Acquaintance?"

"It's an enemy." Bai Ziyou said coldly, "Just now he called himself a servant because he was not qualified to enter the cloud realm. Most likely he was brought in as a domestic slave after he signed a master-servant contract with Danxia."

"Oh?" Mu Zhuliu asked in surprise, "How did Immortal Bailu know? I remember that day, you were punished and humiliated by Immortal Danxia in front of all the disciples of the Lingbo Sect. Passed out. You should know nothing about what happened next."

Following these words, many unbearable memory fragments emerged in his mind, Bai Ziyou clenched his fists and trembled slightly.

Wen Qianxiao narrowed her eyes: "What did you say? Danxia?"

"Of course Immortal Danxia didn't do it himself. There is no need for him to personally punish a sinner like Bai Lu." Mu Zhuliu's smile became brighter, "I did it for Immortal Danxia. A few whips from the poisonous sap were broken, and I still remember them clearly. That day, the martial arts arena of the Lingbo Sect was really lively. The once high-ranking fairy was disheveled and woke up by a basin of cold water. His body was muddy and he was curled up in the dust. Li begged for mercy, really embarrassed, tsk tsk..."

Mu Zhuliu chattered endlessly there, torturing a fairy as a mortal seemed to give him great satisfaction.

Master Mozun frowned more and more tightly, and finally couldn't listen anymore, he turned his wrist, and slapped Yan Guizhu's back with a mouthful of demonic energy.

Poor City Lord Yan just got rid of the puppet technique and passed out not long ago. Another Jiling woke up, and then was hurriedly thrown aside by Lord Mozun: "Go aside, I will settle the score with you later."

Wen Qianxiao was really in a hurry.

Because he saw that his little fairy's eyes were red, and he seemed to be about to cry.

The author says:

Take a day off tomorrow, check the progress, and continue the daily update.

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