Gods and Immortals

At this moment, Su Qingsang's head was completely unable to turn around. .

Daji, a fox senior who can become the messenger of Nuwa Saint!A fairy whose cultivation level is many times higher than his own!A pure saint who was dignified and elegant just now!

Suddenly changed into such a charming appearance? !

Turned into a seductive female fairy that even the most proficient in the fox tribe is not as good as one ten-thousandth of it? !

"This...what the hell is going on?!" Su Qingsang couldn't believe her eyes, Daji was still kissing Emperor Xin!

Hearing Su Qingsang's words, Daji's red lips gently moved away from Di Xin, her eyes looked at Di Xin tenderly, and said softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Servant, there is Su Shi waiting for you... "

After finishing speaking, Daji slowly floated back into the air, and on her stunningly beautiful face, there was still a charming smile, "Can you give your life to a brat, so I can't kiss this Di Xin? You are allowed to eat tender grass, but I am not allowed to find a strong man?"

When Su Qingsang heard this, her cheeks flushed slightly, she lowered her head and said, "I know my mistake..."

Daji smiled slightly, "The monsters in the world are restless, and the sage wants to punish them... If your little master lives to die, we will all move to the sky... If we can't enjoy ourselves in time, when will we wait?"

Su Qingsang's eyes were startled, Daji disappeared, floated to Su Qingsang's side, held her face with her hands, and joked coquettishly: "It's still a few years! Look at how nervous you are, little girl..."

At this time, Su Qingsang had no time to pay attention to others, she only thought about what she said just now, and her expression gradually became depressed.

"That's all..." Daji smiled sweetly, "I will give you some free time, and you don't have to guard this holy temple..."

While speaking, Dajiyu waved his hand towards the stagnant crowd below, everyone slowed down in an instant, as if nothing had happened just now, bowed their heads and worshiped deeply following Di Xin's movements.

But Di Xin was stunned on the spot, not recovering for a long time, staring straight at the air in front of the statue of Nuwa, a psychedelic look of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

"Quick! Quick! Bring me a pen!" Di Xin yelled, but his eyes were still not clear, and someone in the servant team behind him was busy offering a red blood vermilion pen.

Surprised by Di Xin, Su Qingsang also regained his composure, and looked at Di Xin with Daji, only to see Di Xin pick up a pen, wave his hand and write on the pillar on the side of the statue of Nuwa:

The Fengluan treasure tent is very beautiful, full of exquisite makeup.

Ququ distant mountains fly green, dancing sleeves and reflecting the clouds.

Pear blossoms bring rain to compete for beauty; peony cages are full of smoke and make-up.

But he had to be enchanting and able to act to get back Changle to serve the king.

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Daji floated over the pillar, read the poem from beginning to end, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "This idiot actually thinks I'm a Nuwa Empress..."

A flash of anger flashed between Su Qingsang's brows, "This Emperor Xin, how dare you blaspheme a saint like this?!"

"I've said it all, don't care about this holy temple..." Daji smiled sweetly, "What are you still mad at him for?"

"But this..." Su Qingsang didn't know what to say for a moment, and the civil and military officials behind Di Xin also became noisy.

The old man with a gold hundred ribbon on his head rushed in with his eyebrows twisted, looked up and down while writing a poem, and trembling with anger, said: "My lord! The old minister Shang Rong begs the king to wash away this poem, so as not to offend the saint! "

Di Xin regained his composure immediately, and looked at the poem he wrote up and down, frowning, and said, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this poem?"

"Of course there is a problem!" Shang Rong said angrily, "Your Majesty must not blaspheme saints!"

Facing Shang Rong's anger, Di Xin was not angry at all. He just frowned and said, "But the sage kissed me just now, and naturally he did so because he wanted to get close to me. How can I be considered blasphemy to the sage when I write poems of praise?"

"Kiss...kiss you?!" Shang Rong's headband was about to shake off angrily, and he hurriedly pulled the crowd left and right for who he was looking for, and kept muttering, "Where is the lord... Where is the lord... I'm looking for Lord, come and see..."

When Di Xin saw that many officials and servants behind him were talking about it, he immediately became sullen, "How can you see what this king sees?! Shut up!"

All of a sudden, the crowd fell silent, and Shang Rong trembled angrily, but he didn't dare to lose his temper again.

"This poem is not allowed to be rubbed!"

Di Xin glared at the people around him, then turned his head and glanced at the statue of Nuwa again, the anger on his face disappeared completely, and only Su Qingsang and Daji in the air could clearly see the trace of intoxication in his eyes.

"Go back to the palace!" Di Xin greeted, and the brigade immediately moved out of the way for Di Xin to pass.

Shang Rong paused, took a step back, and told Bu Zheng, who was beside him, to say: "Quickly close this ** Temple, and it will never be opened again! No one is allowed to enter!"

"Yes! Minister of Commerce!" Na Buzheng nodded, and then ordered people to close the holy temple.

Daji smiled slightly at Su Qingsang, "How is it? I said you don't need to guard here, do you?"

Su Qingsang sighed slightly, apparently speaking with Daji's appearance, he still had a sense of restraint, "My lord envoy, just now you said that the sage forbids the monster race to live in the mortal world anymore?"

"The saint didn't say that..."

Daji pulled Su Qingsang and floated directly outside the holy temple, "In the eyes of saints, fate in the world all depends on luck... When luck comes, even Empress Nuwa can only avoid it... ...Why do you and I bother?"

Su Qingsang frowned, not knowing what Daji meant by these words.

Daji didn't intend to explain, just smiled sweetly and said: "Okay, I'm leaving now, you can do it yourself..."

Su Qingsang was just about to ask Daji where he was going, but at this moment Daji had already let go of Su Qingsang's hand, her figure was swaying, and she flew towards the southeast, turning her head to show Su Qingsang a charming smile, which immediately turned into A white light dissipated directly into the air.

Su Qingsang looked at Daji's disappearing figure, and glanced down. Di Xin's brigade guard of honor was marching mightily towards Jin'ao City, and the dust was flying.

Regarding what happened just now, Su Qingsang still doesn't understand what kind of medicine Daji is selling.

But all of this seems to have nothing to do with me...

"Forget it, it's none of my business, why bother to think so much." Su Qingsang shook his head slightly and said, "Since I don't have to guard the holy temple, I'd better find that bastard Wen Zhong to settle it. Mo Xuan is protected by the ancestor witch. As long as there is no serious problem..."

After all, Su Qingsang counted with his fingers, turned around in the air, and flew directly to the north. His figure turned into a pink streamer, disappeared into the clouds...

……

At this moment, Mo Xuan is at the critical moment of transforming his energy into form.

What shape the Yuanli crystal transforms into, and how the shape of each round is different, these are all very particular.

In the previous life of Moxuan, in the first round of metamorphosis, Shi Binglong only roughly condensed the outline of an ice snake, without even tooth scales, and completed the stage of transformation in a hurry.

Such a situation should be regarded as a very common situation among survivors.

A round of cultivation is just the beginning of the practice, and it is already very good to be able to condense the outline of the beast that is visualized in this round.

In the second round, the shape of Yuanli is more refined than the pattern in the first round, which means that the strength is further advanced, and the ability to understand and control power is stronger.Moxuan's second round of transformation in the previous life successfully condensed Shi Binglong's scales, which provided him with considerable help in winning Wen Zhong's position as a soldier in charge of the banner.

Therefore, the later the chakras are opened, the more specific and delicate the transformation of Yuanli is.Such exquisiteness cannot be seen by outsiders, but it is the most direct display of one's own strength level! (To be continued.)