My brother is so stable

The archmage's eyes were wide open, and Li Changshou's brows were raised as well, and the two of them formed a big word in their hearts.

【pregnancy】.

【help】.

The archmage opened his mouth, his forehead covered with black lines.

Li Changshou frowned deeply, already thinking about a very serious question.

Will the next eldest nephew or niece be born like a viviparous human, or an oviparous like a phoenix?

Although Honghuang doesn't have to worry about the problem of crossing species, but Da Neng wants heirs, which is a problem that has plagued Hong Huang Da Neng's predecessors for countless years.

Worth researching, excellent question.

When the archmage left, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be running away.

Kong Xuan was quite worried about this, and asked Li Changshou what happened, but Li Changshou couldn't tell the reason.

He couldn't say that. Whether or not they want children is their own business, and the teacher is just expressing his wish to be a teacher.

Has the Archmage been persecuted?

Obviously not.

Li Changshou dispatched himself to send his senior brother and sister-in-law to the East Heaven Gate. Before leaving, he deliberately stuffed a few treasure bags into his senior brother's sleeve.

He didn't know if it was useful, but the teacher asked him to help, so he had to do something.

For example, the heart fire of the seventh-grade elixir level, although it is difficult to affect the state of mind of Kong Xuan and the archmage, it can also add some sentiment and exaggerate the atmosphere.

Shaking his head, Li Changshou turned around and was about to ride the clouds back to the White House, but just after he took a few steps, there was a little turmoil in his heart.

Turning my mind, I turned on the old immortal parchment Taoist in the Taibai White House, opened the formation, and let the heavenly general who came to report enter the hall.

This Heavenly General seems to be the Golden Immortal General who is responsible for guarding the Tianmen Gate.

He is in the East Heaven Gate, presumably there is something different about the other Heaven Gates.

"Report

Invite Xingjun, the Holy Mother of Huoling, a qi refiner, to see Xingjun from outside the Nantian Gate! "

Fire Spirit?

Why did she come to find herself?

Li Changshou's thoughts turned, and he subconsciously wanted to pinch his fingers to calculate, but found that he was not His Majesty the Jade Emperor, who could bypass the catastrophe to see the secret.

Li Changshou said: "Huo Ling is also my nephew from the same sect. Please ask her to wait in Yingxian Hall, and I will go there right away."

"Yes!"

On that day, the general bowed his head to accept the order, turned around and left in a hurry.

Li Changshou thought about it carefully for a while, and he still used this paper effigy to go out, and the main body quietly returned to the 'large rockery' in the backyard of the Taibai White House, speculating on the purpose of the spirit of fire.

It should be related to Nanbuzhou...

Chapter 649 Little Taibai Classroom

Yingxian Hall, as the name suggests, is the place where the Heavenly Court welcomes guests, located inside the Zhongtian Gate.

The Hall of Yingxian is mainly used to receive the big-name loose immortals who come to the heaven, and occasionally it will be like this, as the place where the righteous gods of the heaven 'officially meet' with loose cultivators.

The definition of loose cultivator is different. In Honghuang, it mostly refers to a solo Qi practitioner who has no sect and relies on restraint;

But in the heavenly court, anyone who does not enter the heavenly court can be regarded as a casual cultivator.

Li Changshou wanted to use the Hall of Immortals, and the priests in charge of managing this hall were quite nervous. They ran back and forth, sprinkling water and arranging flowers, making everything look grand and elegant.

Half an hour later, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was first attracted here, she looked left and right, a little cautious.

Huo Ling cultivates the Way of Fire, and she likes wearing a red dress the most. Her figure is quite charming against the thin skirt, but she is also a most beautiful fairy.

On that day, the general politely cupped his hands and said, "Please wait here for a while, Lord Xingjun will come to meet the fairy later."

"Thank you," the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit returned the salute, but she didn't hesitate, and sat straight in the nearby armchair.

On that day, I will go to wait outside the temple, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is also slightly relieved.

This visit to Heaven made the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

This feeling of oppression was particularly obvious. The moment she stepped into the Heavenly Gate, she subconsciously began to think about how to retreat if she was ambushed.

But the conclusion reached is that there is no way to retreat.

The strong power of heaven, the "immortal formation" on the bright side, and the mighty and seemingly endless power of the sky made the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit constantly think of retreating.

Her strength should not be too low when looking at the prehistoric three worlds.

Inside the Tianmen, patrolling heavenly soldiers can be seen everywhere, orderly and not at all chaotic. The faces of the heavenly soldiers and generals are filled with a kind of calm and calm, as if they are not just from the Dao Realm above and below the real fairyland.

Out of the majesty of a tiger, out of the demeanor of a fairy.

How many years has it been?

Huo Ling was deeply moved, and thought of the respect and awe that came from the heart when the general mentioned the word "Xing Jun" just now...

Suddenly.

"Meet Lord Xingjun!"

"Meet Lord Xingjun!"

"Hey, there is no need to be too polite, the generals have worked hard, so let's rest for now.

Suddenly there was some conversation outside the hall, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit stood up quickly, greeted Li Changshou, and bowed to Li Changshou.

"Huo Ling pays respects to Master Chang Geng!"

"Well," Li Changshou waved his hands with a smile, "You don't need to be too polite, just come here and sit down and talk."

After all, Li Changshou and the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit sat down nearby, regardless of the guests or priorities.

He used the face of an old fairy, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with a bit of questioning in his eyes, and he seemed to say 'don't worry'.

The peaceful Taoist rhyme permeates, and the faint fragrance is refreshing.