"Yeah!" Xie Yu nodded heavily, "I've recited it! I will never forget every word the master said!"
After speaking, he raised his head and recited it loudly.
Of course he couldn't remember such a long immortal art.
But he is systematic.
The system will remember it for him.
Sheng Yuan looked at him, nodded with some satisfaction and said, "Yes, remember it well, when I'm not around these two days, you can use it to untie the whip yourself."
"Yeah!" Xie Yu stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes. He didn't have any tears, but he still had to pretend that he had a lot of tears but just kept them from flowing down.
[Ding—Shenyuan Shenjun favorability +1, current total favorability: 56.]
The black clouds in the triple sky have gradually dispersed, and the white clouds have gradually come out, and the sky has also turned white.
It's dawn.
Sheng Yuan took a fixed look at him, turned around and left without saying anything.
Standing in the clouds, Xie Yu looked at his purple back, and slowly curled his lips.
His white knuckles landed on the soft clouds beside him, and he said softly, "little thing, tell me, when will the next time I see Master, is it really five days later? Why do I always It seems that the master seems to be very busy."
This cloud is just the most docile cloud in the third heaven, not as powerful as the cloud in the nineteenth heaven, it can see everything clearly.
It can understand Xie Yu's words, but it can't understand Xie Yu's emotions.
Therefore, Xie Yu is not afraid of exposing himself at all.
Jiuchongtian, the Temple of Heaven.
After being tied up for a few days, Xie Yu finally appeared in front of the Temple of Heaven again.
It was still early at this time, and the gods in the Heavenly Palace, like people, also liked to sleep late, so there were very few people at this time.
"Ayu!?"
"Ayu, haven't you been tied up by your father, you, you, how did you escape!?"
The two immortals in front of the Tianshen Temple woke up immediately when they saw him.
"I ran out." Xie Yu turned his arms, followed by a small white cloud, "Where is the god, are you awake? I heard that he has to go out to inspect every day recently. Is it true?"
"You, this, this is a cloud!?" The god in front of the gate of the Temple of Heaven stared at the snow-white little cloud beside him, his eyes widened suddenly, "This is your cloud!?"
"Yeah, are you good?" Xie Yu smiled and lowered his head, stretched out his hand and rubbed the snow-white and soft clouds beside him, feeling very good.
"Here, you caught this yourself and gave it to the gods?" The two gods in front of the gate of the Tianshen Temple couldn't believe it.
"No." Xie Yu withdrew his hand suddenly. He stood there and frowned slightly, as if he was very protective of the cloud, blocking it behind him, "I will catch the cloud and give it to the god. But not this one."
What are you kidding
Who is Mr. Yunhe, the god of war that everyone in the sky and on earth admires.
How could the clouds of the third heaven match him.
And it's still useless.
The cloud given to him must be the highest level, the fiercest, and the most imposing in the Nineteenth Heaven, right
"Isn't this for the gods?"
"Then you are here today." The fairy in front of the door was slightly startled, "I thought you were here to send the clouds."
"No, I just stopped by to see Shenjun. It's fine if he's not here, just tell him that I've been here." Before Xie Yu finished speaking, he saw Yunhe who came out with someone.