The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

Shen Yueyue came skipping to the venue. She pouted and said with a vicious face: "Humph! I forgot about Yueyue at the previous banquets!"

Hearing this, Ye Qijue's face suddenly filled with embarrassment, and he quickly laughed and said: "Hey, weren't Yueyue practicing in seclusion the past few times? I didn't want to disturb you."

Shen Yueyue muttered, put her little hands on her hips, and said angrily: "Liar, daddy, you just forgot about me!"

Hearing this, Ye Qijue's face darkened immediately, and then he felt his face was hot, and he felt a little panicked.

Shen Xiaoru on the side saw the father and daughter bickering. Her rosy eyes were smiling like a crescent moon, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

She quickly walked to Shen Yueyue, touched her daughter's head, and said softly: "Okay Yueyue, your father didn't mean it, he's waiting for you this time."

The girls in blue and green clothes not far away also walked over and felt relieved.

"That's right! When Yueyue left seclusion this time, our family just got together." Lan Qingyi said softly with charming dimples on her face.

Bai Sisi's apricot eyes were narrowed, her face was full of joy and joy, she said: "Qi Jue breaks through the Holy King, we break through the Holy King, even Yue Yue is already a second-grade saint."

"We have to celebrate properly." Recalling the days in Tianqing Sect and Taiyi Sect, Bai Wushuang's beautiful eyes flashed with light.

Especially when she thought of the barbecue cooked by Ye Qijue, she felt a scent suddenly penetrate her nose, arousing the greed in her stomach, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Ever since they came to the Taiyi Holy Land, especially since the war started in the Hunyuan Holy Land, they all felt a pressure. The chilling atmosphere among the sects made everyone have to practice quickly to avoid any accidents when the catastrophe came. Everyone was working hard and barbecued. Bai Wushuang has not eaten these in his memory for a long time.

Seeing that the ladies and daughters were planning to celebrate, Ye Qijue nodded quickly.

He sent a message to the elders of the outer sect in the identity token, asking the disciples to send the materials to Xuanguang Peak.

At the same time, he sent messages to his father-in-law Lan Wufeng and the great elders.

Soon, disciples delivered various ingredients, and Ye Qijue took several ladies back to Xuanguang Peak.

Not long after.

Lan Wufeng, the Great Elder, Wei Xianyu and others who had not seen each other for a long time also came to Xuanguang Peak.

It was night, and there were bursts of laughter and laughter in front of the bright fire.

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The next day, early in the morning.

The morning dawn breaks, and dappled sunlight shines through the clouds on the earth, dispelling the surrounding darkness and receding.

Ye Qijue stood in front of the bronze mirror, her complexion was rosy, like Shen Xiaoru who was nourishing the dry earth and the dead trees were springing again. She was gently arranging Ye Qijue's clothes.

On the other side, Bai Sisi and the girls in Lan Qingyi were also busy.

Someone prepares breakfast and someone prepares hot water.

After getting dressed and washing up, the family happily ate breakfast.

While eating breakfast, Ye Qijue took out five or six porcelain bottles from the storage ring.

He raised his hand and placed several bottles of eighth-grade elixirs on the table. At the same time, he said: "These nine-melody elixirs are enough for you to cultivate to the ninth-grade Holy King."

Ye Qijue paused, his voice suddenly changed, and his tone became heavier.

"Now Hunyuan Holy Land has united with the devil to prepare to deal with me, Taiyi. As the sect's holy emperor, my husband is their primary target. If I don't become an immortal, I will be an ant!"

Now that he has broken through the Holy Emperor, he feels the gap between himself and the half-immortal even more.

Even though he had the magical weapon to protect the Tao, and even the immortal weapon of the Qingdi Pagoda, Ye Qijue was still extremely afraid of Xian Yuming.

If he didn't fight for this opportunity to become an immortal, and when the other party became an immortal, the Holy Land of Taiyi would be overturned in an instant.

For the sake of himself and the future of his family, Ye Qijue decided not to indulge in the Tomb of Heroes of Wenrou Township.

When they learned that Ye Qijue was going to retreat again, the light in Shen Xiaoru's and the other girls' eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, but they finally put away the elixir and cheered: "Husband, we believe you will become an immortal!"

They are not messy people either.

There are powerful enemies outside at the moment. If he is obsessed with comfort and enjoyment, it doesn't matter even if Ye Qijue is now the Holy Emperor, he will still be just a stronger ant in front of an old half-immortal like Xian Yuming.

Seeing how sensible the women were, Ye Qijue's dark pupils shone with unprecedented light, and his eyes became firm.

"Don't worry, your husband is now the Holy Emperor. He will become an immortal in a few years by practicing in the Qingdi Pagoda!"

After saying that, Ye Qijue quickly stood up, and the next second, his figure had arrived in the Qingdi Tower.

Feeling the rapid loss of time power in the surrounding space, Ye Qijue took a deep breath and immediately sat cross-legged.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the Creation and Vitality Pill he had received from his master yesterday from his arms.

As soon as the green elixir appeared, it exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, and countless laws of creation lingered on it, forming a large amount of rich vitality.

Just taking one breath made Ye Qijue feel a hundred times more energetic!

He took a closer look, released his consciousness, and looked up and down at the elixir in his hand.

Ye Qijue concentrated on understanding the laws of creation on the elixir, and felt that it was extremely mysterious.

"It is indeed a ninth-grade elixir. If I want to refine a ninth-grade elixir, I may need to study it carefully."

Although he is now an eighth-grade senior alchemist and has the alchemy experience of the former head of Taiyi Sect, the ninth-grade alchemist still has no clue.

There are only a handful of ninth-grade alchemy masters in the entire Canglan world.

Only by taking the laws of heaven and earth as the guide for medicine and condensing heaven and earth into great medicine can we be able to bear the title of master.

Although Ye Qijue is a monk of the Holy Emperor, and the three thousand laws of law seeds have gathered after the expansion of the world in his body, he still needs to ponder and comprehend if he wants to use the laws as medicine to induce alchemy.

Thinking of this, he shook his head violently to suppress the messy thoughts in his head.

He quietly comprehended the alchemy techniques on this Creation Vitality Pill.

One day.

two days.

Half a month passed, and Ye Qijue, who was in a state of enlightenment, suddenly opened his eyes and looked happy.

After half a month of exploration, he finally had some idea of ​​how to refine the ninth-grade elixir.

He raised his hand and waved it gently, and then quickly took out the Heaven Refining Furnace from the storage ring.

At the same time, he also took out precious ninth-grade elixirs such as ninth-grade purple ginseng, ten thousand years of spiritual fluid, and Netherworld Grass.

The sky-refining furnace swelled in the wind and landed steadily in front and behind Ye Qijue, quickly rising into a large blazing flame.

When the alchemy furnace was almost fully nourished, he slowly threw the treasures such as ten thousand years of spiritual liquid and ninth-grade purple ginseng in his hand into it.

The ninth-grade elixir is full of the rules of heaven and earth and has the characteristics of immortality. It still shines brightly in the hot alchemy furnace without any influence.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qijue had no choice but to open his mouth slightly, spit out Qinglian Lihuo, and use the Holy Emperor's magic power as firewood to slowly melt the elixir.