Xianjun Breeding Guide

Chapter 6

It took Bai Ziyou a lot of effort not to continue laughing.

"Although I am transformed into a spirit grass, I don't need a flower pot."

The appearance of Xiao Xianjun's smile is very beautiful, soft, like the tender and fresh buds stretched out in the cold spring.

Wen Qianxiao's heart was in full bloom, and for a moment she thought of the Dao couple's ceremony, as if it was a certainty that the half of the sky-replenishing stone fell into her hands.He asked: "Could it be that this flower pot is too small? If you like a big one, I will replace it with a vase for you."

"...Where is the vat needed?" Bai Ziyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "My body is just a small spiritual grass, less than a palm high, called 'Bailu', but..."

He suddenly stopped talking.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles, and it is also the same reason to seek a Taoist companion.

Lord Mozun would not let go of this excellent opportunity, and pestered him persistently: "Then why don't you want a flower pot? Could it be that you don't like gold, silver, copper and iron, but black pottery and white porcelain? The fairy king just speak, don't be shy, demon Xiu who doesn't like to change back to the original body and feel at ease. Occasionally, the deity will feel bored and want to change back to the black dragon to find a pool of water to soak in. There are at least a dozen large and small springs on the Lonely Mountain. Since the future is If you want to be a Taoist companion, how can there not be a flower pot that the immortal king loves in the Unnamed Palace..."

Bai Ziyou was so entangled that he reached out to touch the flower pot, then grabbed the soil mixed with the spirit stone powder, and said with lowered eyes, "I... can't turn back into spirit grass."

Wen Qianxiao was startled.

Xiao Xianjun looked very sad.

It was probably because his realm had fallen so badly, and there was something wrong with his meridians that made him unable to show himself.Comparing my heart to my heart, if one day I can't turn back into a black dragon, I will probably be so sad.

He shook his sleeves and released a wisp of devilish energy, which penetrated into the meridians along Bai Ziyou's fingertips, and said kindly, "Let me try it."

The devilish energy quickly swam to the vicinity of the golden elixir, forming a specific seal, forcing the spiritual power in the body to circulate, trying to make the spiritual grass appear.

Bai Ziyou was caught off guard, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he trembled unconsciously, then his body went limp, and he leaned against his arms unbearably, with fear in his eyes, tears rolled down uncontrollably, and he said hoarsely: "No...don't ..."

As soon as this print comes out, everything appears.

Wen Qianxiao thought it was a trivial matter, but after the seal was formed, her expression gradually became solemn.

Bai Ziyou is only at the golden elixir stage, logically speaking, under the deterrence of his original imprint, he should immediately turn into a spiritual grass and plant it obediently in the flowerpot. How could there be such great resistance?

Weird.

Unless he was originally a human being.

Master Mozun thought too far, his thoughts drifted, and his attacks became more and more indifferent.

Bai Ziyou's whole body was limp in his arms, as if terrified to the extreme, he couldn't even cry, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Only then did Wen Qianxiao wake up suddenly, and realized that he seemed to have gotten into trouble, so he quickly stopped, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of something strange about Bai Ziyou's wrist hidden under his sleeve.He hesitated for a moment, and slowly pushed back Bai Ziyou's sleeves.

There are strange marks all over the thin and thin arms, like red ropes intertwined and bound, revealing some kind of powerful restraining force faintly.

Xiao Xianjun curled up in his arms with tears all over his face, he was obviously unconscious, and was still shaking.

How could Wen Qianxiao dare to act recklessly, carried him into the house and put him on the bed, gently wiped away the blood from his mouth, put one hand on his back, a large amount of devilish energy poured into his meridians, and gently comforted him The scurrying spiritual power.

Bai Ziyou woke up quickly, his eyes were dull and terrified, and he looked very irritated. He let him manipulate him, and he didn't even respond when his coat was taken off. He could only whimper softly: "Forgive me... ..."

Wen Qianxiao narrowed her eyes.

Judging from Bai Ziyou's reaction, it seems that he was forced to show up more than once; and those strange traces are probably the chief culprit preventing him from turning back into a spirit grass.

Someone is deliberately torturing him.

Who planted this delicate and painful punishment on him?

Thinking about those scattered old scars and the fairy bones that most likely fell into Danxia's hands, Wen Qianxiao's eyes became even colder.

The cloud environment is really not a good thing.

Since he wanted to accept Bai Ziyou as a Taoist partner, he naturally couldn't let that guy bully him like this. He had to settle this bad debt with Danxia and get the fairy bone back along the way.

But right now, Lord Mozun has more urgent problems to be solved—the kind that frightens people and vomits blood by doing bad things with good intentions.

I don't know if Xiao Xianjun is willing to hold hands with him after he wakes up... I guess it will be difficult to see him with a good face again.

Wen Qianxiao suffered a terrible loss, and had no place to ask for an explanation, so he could only make another serious note on Danxia's head.

It is not too late to remedy the situation.

He sat on the edge of the bed, racked his brains to comfort the shivering little fairy, disguised the devilish energy as the pure Yang spiritual energy loved by plants and trees, brushed it with his fingers loosely through the soft hair, and hummed tune.

Lord Mozun's movements were a little clumsy.

Sweet talk can come with just opening your mouth, and pleasing gifts can also be smashed out with spirit stones, but it's the first time you can seriously lull someone to sleep.

Bai Ziyou's sobs gradually subsided, he clutched his sleeves in a daze, and instinctively leaned towards the warm spiritual power.

Wen Qianxiao paused invisibly.

As a Demon Lord, he was respected and feared by others, and he had seen countless smiles that flattered him, but he had never been relied on so confidently and boldly.

Although in a state of insanity.

Wen Qianxiao rubbed her chin, feeling a little strange.

My own little problem is more or less, not letting outsiders touch the bed is one, even if there is an extra strand of strange hair on the bedding, I despise it to death, and later I imposed heavy restrictions outside Ninghe Palace, the wall It was covered with the dead bodies of beauties trying to climb the bed.

Sitting with a hundred and eighty beauties who were vegetarians, he had been nagged by Yan Guizhu countless times, and that guy would scold him bitterly that he deserved to be single for the rest of his life without being able to marry a wife when he got drunk.

But this little fairy can.

Or he took the initiative to tie the person to the bed.

There is a saying... Fate is destined, those one hundred and eighty beauties make fun of him every day, it is better for him to see the cold-faced little fairy pleasing to the eye anyway.Especially this awkward temper, no matter how you look at it, how cute it is, even the slap he received in the Suzaku formation in the previous life was so crisp that he can recall it, especially the look of Danxia who was dumbfounded in shock at that time, it was so funny , if it wasn't for me who was slapped, I couldn't help but want to praise the little fairy.

Master Mozun fell into deep thought.

He began to suspect that his motives were impure.

The conscience of heaven and earth, a few days ago, I was simply trying to cheat Bu Tianshi.

what is this?

...Peach Blossom?

"What did that fox scold at the beginning... Said that this deity is naturally ruthless, even if a peach blossom really blooms, it will probably be rotten, so it is better to find him to make do with it." Wen Qianxiao leaned lazily on the edge of the bedpost, comfortably Standing up, showing a sarcastic look, he mocked from the air, "Didn't you think that the peach blossoms of this deity are not only blooming, but also quite blooming..."

Xiao Taohua, who was sleeping beside her, flinched a bit, revealing a pointy and thin chin, so haggard that she was about to wither.

"...It's not good." Wen Qianxiao felt melancholy all of a sudden.

I have never raised peach blossoms before, and this one looks easy to raise to death, so it is better to cheat and get the sky-replenishing stone.But maybe maybe maybe... If you really want to raise it, you must find someone to advise.Yan Guizhu is useless, you need to find someone who understands better, such as a certain fox...

Master Mozun's thoughts suddenly froze, and he lowered his eyes slowly.

Perhaps it was because the pure Yang spiritual power was disguised too perfectly, Xiao Xianjun was completely defenseless, and even buried his head on his waist with peace of mind.

a little itchy.

……

It was rare for Bai Ziyou to have a good dream.

He dreamed of Qingya Mountain more than 200 years ago, with blue sky and warm wind.

Frost-colored dwarf grass grows on the sunny hillside. If you break a leaf at will, it will take root, and when you step into the soil, new buds will grow the next day. The mountains were stained with frost.

The locals call these short grasses "Bailu".

No one knows when the white dew grass appeared, and this peculiar frost-colored short grass has never been found in other places, as if it only lives with Qingya Mountain.

He is one of them.

After bathing in the essence of the sun and the moon for hundreds of years, his mind gradually opened up, and then he slowly absorbed spiritual power, until one day he transformed into a human form.Bai Ziyou sat naked/naked in the frosty slope, ignorant, with a pair of emerald eyes so beautiful that even the spring light paled.

A few days later, someone came stepping on the frosty grass covered with morning dew, claiming to be the fairy king of the cloud realm.

Although it is not easy to go out in the cloud environment, it is not completely isolated from the world. The strong can easily tear the barriers between the two worlds and come and go freely. However, more people can only be trapped in this place of pure cultivation full of spiritual energy.

That is the tacit secret among all the immortals - there will be neither natural materials and earthly treasures born in the cloud territory, nor ghosts and monsters who will transform into shapes, and there will be no chances.

How many amazing, talented and brilliant people entered the cloud realm, and at first their cultivation was making rapid progress, and they were full of ambition.Later, I encountered a bottleneck and was unable to break through for a long time, and finally realized that returning to the world to find opportunities is the only way out.

These people can't break the barrier between the two worlds, and they are unwilling to be trapped in the cloud for the rest of their lives. In the end, they have to take the natal lamp as an oath and submit to other powerful immortals to seek the opportunity to return to their original places.

At that time Bai Ziyou didn't understand anything, so naturally he didn't recognize the fire cloud pattern on the man's waist card.

"My surname is Liu, and my name is Mo Shu. You can call me Mengze Xianjun."

It's a pity that Xiao Lingcao, who has only been transformed for a few days, can't even speak, just looks at him and smiles.

Mengze gave him a piece of clothing, named him, and built a thatched hut on Qingya Mountain. She spent several years taking care of it and taught him how to behave.

Bai Ziyou thought he could trust this person for the rest of his life.

Until that day on the Yeming Mountain in Yunjing, in front of several immortals, Mengze took away all the immortal bones with his own hands, and sent them to Danxia respectfully, regardless of his heart-piercing crying and screaming.

Danxia glanced at Bai Ziyou who was lying on the ground in a state of distress, and said calmly, "It's really him?"

"He is the only Bailu who has transformed on Qingya Mountain."

"well-done."

"..."

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Bai Ziyou opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and rolled up his sleeves to look at the traces.

... nothing.

Wen Qianxiao who was dozing off was woken up.

He rubbed his sore neck, thinking about the little peach blossoms that were not easy to grow, and opened his mouth to ask for warmth: "Did you sleep well? Is it cold or hot? Is your body better? Yesterday, I didn't know that the restriction was weird, how much?" Offended, you..."

Hearing the sound, Xiao Xianjun raised his eyes, frowned and stared at him, his eyes were wet and red for some reason.

Master Mozun felt rejected.

He consciously moved away from the edge of the bed, moved a chair over and sat down.

"Have a nightmare?"