After saying this, he felt that he was too philistine, so he said again: "I am very grateful to my little fellow Taoist for willing to hand over the treasure left by your master to my descendants. If you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, open the live , I will pull my friends from the fairy world to watch together. Maybe someone will be willing to give you a reward like Vulcan."
Although there is no guarantee, there will definitely be immortals who are willing to come and see, and there is no guarantee that they will be willing to tip.
But in fact, cultivating in the fairy world is also very boring.
They can see things in the lower realm through the magic weapon, but they can't intervene.
After finally finding a loophole to watch the live broadcast, but there is no reward for what others need.
Even if you can secretly reward a piece of gold or something, the people who are rewarded are still confused, and they can't find the feeling of interaction at all.
As time goes by, it becomes even more desolate.
So as long as this little girl keeps practicing Taoism and broadcasting the live broadcast, there are still many things they can reward.
As long as it is not known by that person.
Feng Guang was thinking, suddenly a crane flew in from the window and stopped opposite him.
"Earth Immortal, the weather in the north is hot recently, you need to pay more attention, and you must not delay the harvest of the mortal world."
The man's deep and powerful voice was full of majesty even if it came through a crane made of paper.
Fengguang was taken aback, and quickly nodded in response, "Yes, Dijun! I will definitely watch carefully."
But just as the spirit crane was about to fly away, suddenly the voice of Huoshen Yecheng came from the psychic mirror.
"Don't worry, we are not stingy! As long as you let us pass the boring time, we..."
Die!
Feng Guang hurriedly and secretly pinched a magic trick, and closed the psychic mirror.
"What are you doing again?" Linghe's voice became low and full of anger.
Feng Guang quickly shook his head, "No! We just took a look and didn't do anything! Don't worry, Dijun, we know the rules and will definitely not interfere in ordinary affairs."
The spirit crane fluttered its wings, as if examining him.
It took a while before continuing: "I hope you can do it for yourself. If you find out that you have meddled in the mortal world, don't blame me for demoting him to the mortal world."
"Yes! Dijun, don't worry, we are becoming less and less courageous now, and we will never dare to do such a thing." Feng Guang immediately vowed.
Now the lower realm is no longer easy to cultivate.
If it is really relegated to do it all over again, it is estimated that it can only be an ordinary human being.
Over the past hundred years, how many immortal monarchs could not see their descendants suffer, forcibly intervened, and in the end they were demoted and never came back.
The fairy above has become very careful.
If it weren't for the Mortal Realm becoming more and more interesting, how would they look at the Mortal Realm.
Fortunately, that crane didn't care too much about Fengguang, flapped its wings twice, and then turned into a little bit of starlight and disappeared into the air.
Feng Guang waited for all the light to dissipate before he let out a long breath, supported the edge of the table, and sat back on the chair limply.
Turning on the psychic mirror again, he saw that his descendant had turned into a six or seven-year-old child, and the interest that surged in his heart finally suppressed the last bit of fear.
"Yecheng, you almost killed me so please! The emperor just sent a crane to deliver an order, and I just heard your voice." Fengguang complained in a displeased manner.
Huocheng was taken aback by his words, and almost slid off the chair, "You...don't you? Then Dijun won't know us..."