The people of Qianlanzong went to bed early, and just after nightfall, the mountains fell into silence.
Ever since Qianhuangmu and Nuwa soil were handed over to Fu Jun, Qingshui Town started to ascend.
Shenjun is a person from the God Realm, and after he opens the passage, he can naturally return to the God Realm smoothly, which is not the case for an immortal like him.
It is said that a long time ago, before the passage to the God Realm was blocked, every immortal had the possibility of ascension, but he had to reach a certain level of strength to attract the thunder of nine heavens. The thunder disaster encountered by the Demon Lord.
Master Qing Shui also asked the Immortal Venerable if he would not be able to fly to the God Realm if he hadn't attracted the Thunder Tribulation.
Regarding this question, the Immortal Venerable himself is somewhat uncertain. One, he has never ascended, and the other, he has never ascended with a god.
In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, the Immortal Venerable still asked his junior brother to concentrate on cultivation. After all, there are so many masters in the God Realm. Honor's plan.
Master Qingshui felt that the words of the Immortal Venerable were not unreasonable, so when it got dark, he found a secluded place, opened the barrier, and practiced in seclusion.
Qiao Weiwei was awakened by starvation. When she grows up, she needs more energy than before. She not only needs to replenish her body, but also her soul.
She rubbed her eyes and went to the underworld in a daze.
Mr. Fu Jun had been waiting in the yard early, and it was not surprising to see her here, but he frowned slightly when he saw the thin pajamas on her body.
But Mr. Fujun didn't say anything, just with a fingertip, he used his soul energy to transform a set of women's clothes and put them on her body.
This is a set of black clothes with exquisite patterns and unique embroidery work. The waist is tight and tightly held, and the skirt that spreads out like a lotus pod is flowing like black pearls.
She has beautiful skin and fair skin. After wearing it, not only does she not look old, but her skin looks extremely fair and translucent. Coupled with her slender figure and stunning posture, she immediately looks radiant.
In this brilliance, there is a bit less youthfulness, and a bit more girlish charm.
Fu Jun is very satisfied with this attire.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Weiwei tugged at the dark skirt on her body, and curled her lips lightly: "It's so ugly!"
The corner of Mr. Fu Jun's mouth twitched, the clothes are not bad, and he still chooses!
She was so slandering in her heart, but her fingertips tapped again, turning her clothes into a glittering gold.
Qiao Weiwei really liked it, she pulled the skirt and twirled it a few times, and made the Lord Fu Jun conjure up a mirror, she looked so beautiful in front of the mirror, she was so beautiful that she didn't even fall asleep.
Lord Fu Jun gave her an unpredictable look: "Are you still hungry?"
Qiao Weiwei just remembered something, and said, "Hungry!"
Lord Fujun stood up, and with a slender hand like jade, he made a move out of thin air, and Huo Qilin flew over pulling the luan chariot.
Lord Fujun got into the luan car: "I'll take you to eat something else today."
Qiao Weiwei nodded, and obediently got on the luan car.
The underworld is huge, larger than the fairyland, the next world, and the demon world combined, not only because it is another dimension of space that can extend infinitely to any place other than the God Realm, but also because its own domain is wide enough.
Qiao Weiwei has been to the underworld so many times, but this is the first time she is sitting on a luan car like today, wandering leisurely.
She first saw the winding Wangchuan River, and then saw the gloomy town, but soon, Huo Qilin pulled the luan car through a thick layer of mist, and then she saw people. Fireworks in the world.
The long streets, row upon row of shops, endless stream of people, lanterns like winding dragons, the sound of hawkers yelling, the sound of traffic, the pipa ditties in the teahouses, one sound, one burst, a living peaceful and prosperous world.
Qiao Weiwei lay on the window sill, stuck her round head out: "Wow!"
"Steamed buns! Steaming steamed buns! Five coins for one! Ten coins for three!"
"Sugar-gourd-sugar-gourd-"
Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath.
His Excellency let Huo Qilin land slowly in an empty backyard, and then he got off the luan car. The moment he got out of the luan car, his clothes and appearance changed completely. He took off the black toga and put on a A crescent white gown in the breeze and the moon, with a jade belt around the waist, a jade pendant hanging on the side, and a long tassel hanging from the jade pendant.
His face was not the blurry face that Qiao Weiwei had seen through the illusion before, but a white and clean face with sharp edges and corners, exquisite features, a pair of calm and deep eyes, slowly flowing with a smile. World independent Huaguang.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the little golden crescent on his cheek.
Qiao Weiwei stood on tiptoe, trying to kiss her little Crescent Moon, but the Lord Fu Jun turned her head to the side and avoided it.
Qiao Weiwei was taken aback.
Lord Fujun's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Aren't you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Qiao Weiwei quickly put the regret of not being able to kiss Little Crescent Moon behind her: "I want to eat it all."
Lord Fu Jun led her into the endless crowd.
He walked a little fast, Qiao Weiwei was a dragon, so naturally she wouldn't be unable to keep up with him, but there were too many pedestrians on the road, and she couldn't find them if she wasn't paying attention.
Mr. Fu Jun walked a few steps and suddenly felt something was wrong. When he turned around, Qiao Weiwei was gone!
Mr. Fujun hurriedly used his consciousness and found her in front of a hawker selling candied haws. She was gnawing on a bunch of candied haws in her left hand and a bunch of candied haws in her right.
Sweet and sour, Qiao Weiwei likes it very much.
Lord Fujun paid the money, and after she finished eating a bunch, he grabbed her wrist through her sleeve and walked forward.
Qiao Weiwei struggled to let go of his hand while eating candied haws, Mr. Fu Jun thought she had thrown him away, but she moved lightly again and grabbed his hand.
Pull it so tightly that Mr. Fu Jun can't even pull it out.
Mr. Fu Jun took Qiao Weiwei to a famous steamed stuffed bun shop in Ming Town. This place was built one-to-one by copying the human world. Except that there is no blue sky and white sun, there is no difference between this place and the human world.
The waiter at the bun shop warmly greeted the two to take their seats.
Qiao Weiwei likes to be lively, so she chose a place in the center, surrounded by guests, and the two were handsome and handsome, and they attracted everyone's attention after a while.
But Fujun's aura was not easy to provoke, so everyone just looked at it and didn't take too many actions.
"What do you two guest officers want to eat?" Xiao Er asked with a smile.
Lord Fu Jun took a look at Qiao Weiwei and said, "Whatever you have here, bring it all up."
Xiaoer responded excitedly: "Okay!"
Although this is a steamed stuffed bun shop, it does not only sell steamed stuffed buns, but also sells some special stewed vegetables and cold dishes. In about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Er served a plate of fresh and juicy stewed hoof flowers and a crisp and delicious cold asparagus , a plate of crispy peanuts, and three cages of fragrant soup dumplings, including crab roe, shrimp, and shredded bamboo shoots.
Qiao Weiwei took a sip of the soup that filled the soup dumpling, the soup made her stick out her tongue!
Mr. Fu Jun mixed some shredded ginger with soy sauce and vinegar, and handed it to her.
Qiao Weiwei sucked up the soup and ate the shrimp, dipped it in the shredded ginger sauce, and swallowed it in her mouth in one gulp!
"Is it delicious?" His Excellency asked.
Qiao Weiwei's mouth was busy: "Yeah."
After eating three cages of soup dumplings in a row, Qiao Weiwei ate the marinated hoof flowers and cold asparagus on the table. She doesn't like peanuts.
Mr. Fu Jun saw that she was almost finished eating, and was about to take her away when a waiter with his head bowed came over with a bowl of mung bean soup.
He used illusion to change his face, but the Lord Fujun still recognized him at a glance.
Judge Cui also knew that he was recognized, but it didn't matter if the adults recognized him, it was enough that the little dragon didn't recognize him.
He winked at his lord.
Lord Fujun said to Qiao Weiwei calmly: "You wait for me here, I'll go and see what else there is."
Qiao Weiwei nodded.
Lord Fujun gave Judge Cui a cold look, got up and went to the backyard.
Judge Cui chased after him with the sweet soup in his hand. Although there was no one around, he was worried that Xiaolong would hear him, so he whispered, "My lord!"
The Fujun asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"I'm worried that your lord won't do it, so I'm here to give you some advice!" Judge Cui said, holding up the sweet soup in his hand, "There's a drug made by Granny Meng here. It's colorless and tasteless, so I promise you won't notice it. You will fall into a deep sleep, you won’t feel any pain, and you won’t remember what happened today.”
Lord Fujun's eyes were cold: "You really have a heart!"
Judge Cui climbed up smoothly: "It is the duty of a subordinate official to share the worries of adults! My lord, this soup will have no effect if it is cold, let her drink it quickly!"
A hint of complexity flashed across Fujun's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and finally took the soup bowl.
"Is there any food left?" Qiao Weiwei asked with her innocent eyes blinking when she saw him come back.
Lord Fu Jun sat down calmly, and handed her the sweet soup in his hand: "There is only this."
Qiao Weiwei took a sip of water, picked up the soup bowl, and drank it gurglingly.
The Lord Fujun hesitated to speak, but in the blink of an eye, the soup bowl bottomed out.
Qiao Weiwei patted her round belly and burped a little.
On the way back, the medicine started to take effect. Qiao Weiwei's eyelids were heavy, her legs were heavy, and she couldn't walk anymore.
His lord Fujun summoned Huo Qilin and carried her into the luan chariot.
Judge Cui retreated tactfully, but before he retreated, he prepared all the things he needed, the dagger for cutting open his chest, the container for storing the true blood of his life, the magic weapon for shielding dragon breath and immortal energy, and even The medicine powder to stop the bleeding is ready.
Lord Fujun looked at the gleaming dagger on the table, paused for a moment, raised his hand, and untied Qiao Weiwei's skirt.
Qiao Weiwei looked at him in a daze, not knowing whether her mind was clear or started talking nonsense: "Are you leaving?"
Lord Fujun's throat slipped: "Well, I have to go."
"Where are you going?" Qiao Weiwei asked.
The Lord Fujun did not speak.
"Are you coming back?" Qiao Weiwei looked at him fixedly.
It was suddenly difficult for him to look directly into those eyes.
"Not coming back." He replied.
"Oh." Qiao Weiwei was very calm. After a moment of silence, her eyelids suddenly sank and she fell asleep.
Mr. Fu Jun untied her bellyband, grabbed the dagger on the table, pointed it at the position of her heart, and swiped it slowly...
…
Judge Cui walked back and forth anxiously in the small courtyard. He really wanted to know what happened to the adults, and if they would soften their hearts in the end, then their previous efforts would be wasted.
Just as he was in a state of desperation, Mr. Fu Jun came back covered in blood.
Judge Cui looked at him like this, and his expression was startled: "My lord?"
Lord Fujun put a blood-red bottle on the table: "You can reshape your real body."
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Reshaping the real body is a major event. At that time, there will be huge energy fluctuations between the heaven and the earth, and the fact that the gods will replace Qingchengfu will no longer be concealed. At that time, the underworld is very likely to be furious.
It is not an easy task to open the passage, and it will be even more difficult if the underworld intervenes again. Therefore, the time of the Fujun is very precious, and he needs to return to the God Realm before the underworld reveals the truth.
He came to that resplendent palace, which was his natal artifact, hidden in his primordial spirit. After his death, the artifact also fell with him, falling into the dark world of boundless sun.
Although the divine weapon lost most of its power with the passage of his cultivation, but if there is any place in the world that can best hide his aura, it is the divine weapon.
Lord Fujun placed the Soul-Breaking Stone, Thousand Phoenix Wood, Spring of Myriad Yin, Demon Fire of Myriad Realms, and Nuwa Soil in the five positions of west, north, east, south, and middle in the center of the hall respectively.
A cluster of flames ignited at his fingertips, which was his soul fire. Under the swallowing of the soul fire, the five treasures were gradually polished into five light beads.
The light beads hovered in mid-air around Mr. Fujun, huge energy fluctuations began to tear each other, and the hall trembled tremblingly.
The five kinds of light were intertwined, and a beam of light that was a hundred times thicker and more dazzling than the day when Qiao Weiwei encountered the thunder disaster rose from the ground, rushed through the roof, and rushed into the sky!
The entire underworld is illuminated!
The immortal who was plucking his feathers in the fairy world suddenly went wrong and fell down!
Where he was originally sitting, his Immortal Throne was smashed into pieces by a huge and thick beam of light!
Xianzun touched his little daisy in a cold sweat!