Hey, our princess is a fairy

At night, the lights in the military tent are bright

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Everyone gathered in the big tent of the Chinese army, the atmosphere was a bit heavy, even Fat Rou, who has always been heartless, didn't sleep this time, he just lay on my knee and licked his hair.

Chunhua has never stopped crying since she came to Mingsha Town, but she still kept in mind Wenyun and the others' advice, holding a jade bottle to catch her tears while crying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Chunhua cried sadly: "Why does Mingsha Town suffer such catastrophe every time! Wuuuuuu, it is haunted and haunted, so scary and scary!"

Song Bai looked at Chunhua who was crying and hiccupping, feeling a little helpless:

"Sister, aren't you a ghost? What are you afraid of!"

Chunhua ignored him at all, indulging in her own world alone.

With my eyes closed, I practiced the Qingyun Golden Light Formation in my mind while stroking the cat, trying to bring out the maximum power of this formation.

As I was deducing, I felt a pair of big hands touching the top of my head, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Duan Kai's big smile.

He handed me a small porcelain bowl, and I took a look, and there were some pale yellow things in it.

Duan Kai smiled: "Little God, I don't think you ate much at night. This is cheese made from goat's milk. Would you like to try it?"

I looked at him helplessly, Duan Kai probably fed me like a pig.

Duan Kai waved the porcelain bowl in front of my eyes: "Do you want to eat?"

I eat!"

While eating, Lin Zhengmin rushed over and saluted Duan Kai in a hurry: "My lord, the residents of Mingsha Town have all moved out, and the army is ready to retreat at any time."

Duan Kai looked at me, I swallowed the food in my mouth, and nodded: "Let's go overnight, don't make too much noise."

Duan Kai waved his hand: "Do it."

The soldiers packed their things very quickly, and taking advantage of the darkness, the brigade began to march towards Yucheng Pass.

Sitting in the carriage, I opened the curtain and looked at Mingsha Town behind me covered by the night, and sighed.

Duan Kai, who was riding a horse, heard my sigh, stretched out his right hand and rubbed between my brows:

"Little magic stick, don't frown, it's not good-looking."

I patted his hand off, gave him a blank look, and retracted my head into the carriage.

To be honest, I really have no idea this time. The Qingyun Golden Light Formation is an immortal formation after all. Whether mortal monks can use it or not, even if they use it, no one knows whether it is the monster's opponent things.

I pressed my aching temple, and once again began to resent my unscrupulous master for sealing my cultivation.

The army retreated to the vicinity of Yucheng Pass before stopping. Although everyone was anxious, they had no choice but to wait patiently if Yun didn't come.

It was the evening when Wenyun came back, and I was holding Fat Rou on the tower of Yucheng Pass, looking at the sunset.

The fat man in his arms had sharp eyes, stretched out his paws and pointed to the sky and asked, "What is that?"

I looked far into the distance, and a few seconds later, only the sunset sky was occupied by countless dense silver lights. Looking carefully, I found that those silver lights were all monks, with flying swords on their feet, rushing towards here.

This kind of movement has already alarmed everyone, even the soldiers stationed here and the people living in Yucheng Pass also ran out.

The silver light seems far away, but in fact it arrives in the blink of an eye. When Wen Yun appeared beside me in the form of a streamer, the sky outside Yucheng Pass was already occupied by densely packed monks.

Wen Yun looked a little dusty, smiled at me and said, "Master, it's a good luck not to disgrace my life."

I nodded, and just as I was about to say something, Wen Yun grabbed my arm, and a steady stream of true energy poured in. The meridians that had been dry cheered and began to devour these true energy. I can even feel that I can use these true energy to cast a few simple spells.

I looked at Wenyun in astonishment, and Wenyun smiled and sent me a voice transmission:

"Master, you have to show your hands, otherwise how can you restrain them."

I figured it out, and I happened to have a bluffing illusion method here. Although it didn't have any actual attack ability, it was still very useful to pretend to be aggressive.

Thinking of this, he gently pulled out his hand, there was not much true energy in his body, but it should be enough to use that illusion technique.

Slightly raising my head, looking at the densely packed monks in the mid-air, I hooked the corners of my mouth, and climbed up the steps in the void. There were golden and white lotus flowers in the mid-air, where there was nothing, and every step I took landed right on top of the lotus.

As I walked, my body also began to change. I had long hair and shawls, and I was wearing a robe with thousands of talismans engraved on it. There were seven colors flowing between my eyebrows, and the talisman symbolizing the seal of the golden fairy appeared on my forehead.

There are even more visions behind him, there are big waves, golden crows crowing, jade rabbits running, mountains and rivers thousands of miles, and yin and yang ups and downs.

Although this kind of illusion is ordinary, it is enough to bluff monks in the mortal world.

And this phantom is a technique of the immortal family, not just an phantom, but also has a trace of momentum.

No one in the mortal world can bear even a trace of the aura of a golden fairy in my fairy world.

Sure enough, the monks who were still in mid-air hula all put away their flying swords, landed outside Yuchengguan City, and knelt down on the ground.

The leading middle-aged man saluted:

"Xianyizong's No. 30 generation headmaster——Wang Yang, led his disciples to visit the ancestor."

"Meet the ancestors!"

Thousands of monks shouted down, and the scene was quite spectacular.

I know that I am now a silver gun wax head, a fancy product, and I am not wasting time, so I said indifferently:

"This time I went down to the world to go through calamities, and I encountered a monster who wanted to touch the world. I couldn't bear it, so I summoned the disciples to come, pass on the immortal family formation to you, and grant you immeasurable merits. Will you?"

All monks: "Disciple wishes!"

I nodded indifferently: "Tomorrow I will give a lecture here, and you can all come."

After all, it slowly descended and returned to the appearance of a mortal.

I smiled wryly. When everyone knelt down and worshiped just now, I really had the illusion that my mana had come back. Although I was not used to the adoring eyes of everyone, I still felt very happy.

The monks worshiped again, and Wen Yun took the head teacher Wang Yang to arrange a place to live.

Duan Kai and others watched all this with sullen faces under the city tower, and did not return to God until the monks dispersed.

The fat in his arms jumped off the tower a long time ago, and now he is lying in Song Bai's arms, looking at me with a devilish expression on his face.

"You... are you fucking a fairy?"

I brought him over: "Co-author, do you think I lied to you?"

Fat is awkward.

Duan Kai was the first to come back to his senses. When he saw me, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Little magic stick, just now... just now was your real appearance?"

I waved my hand: "Even if I'm in the fairy world, I won't be like this all day long. It's so uncomfortable to hold it like this all day long."

Duan Kai let out a "huh" and pulled me into a hug: "Little magic stick, I just... I was so scared just now."

I was strangled a little out of breath, struggling to ask: "What are you afraid of?"

Duan Kai hugged me tightly and said: "I'm really afraid that you will break through the void and return to the fairyland in the next moment. Little magic stick, you promised me, don't leave me behind."

I took a lot of effort to push Duan Kai away, and the others came back to their senses, Song Baiqian said with a smile:

"I've always known that brother Li is a god, but I didn't expect his aura to be so amazing."

Lin Feng looked at me with even starry eyes, I was afraid that he would kneel down and worship under my Xianyi sect in the next second.

Needless to say, Lu Chen looked at me more earnestly than before.

I looked at the worried Duan Kai, patted his forehead, and said with a smile: "What are you worried about, I will take you with me when I leave. You said you wanted to stay with me, how could you let me go."

Duan Kai finally became happy, hugged me and kissed me hard: "Little magic stick!"

Although the number of times Duan Kai plays hooligans is not infrequent, but it is still unaccustomed to people. Looking at the dry coughing of everyone, looking at the sky, I wish I could step on it.

Like a normal person, Duan Kai dragged Song Bai to help Lin Zhengmin.

Perhaps the illusion was too powerful, and it had an indelible impact on everyone's hearts. Except for Duan Kai and the others, the rest of the people wanted to build a temple to confess me.

Lin Zhengmin didn't call out like Mr. Mr. at the beginning, he just called him Immortal, and he didn't dare to look up at me when he was talking to me.

Duan Kai and the others were a little shocked at the beginning, but then they did whatever they wanted, which made me quite satisfied. I thought that my family still understands my own family. If they changed their attitude, I would be a little displeased. Habit.

After dinner, Wang Yang begged to see me, and I called Shang Wenyun to discuss with them how to arrange the Qingyun Golden Light Formation.

There were quite a few monks who came this time, but there were no other sects. The Xianyi Sect was considered to be in full force.One is that Wen Yun and Wang Yang didn't want to spread the news of my descending to the mortal world, and the other is of course that the fat and water will not flow to outsiders. After learning this Qingyun golden light formation, Xianyizong is really invincible in the mortal world.

Wang Yang is a middle-aged man with small eyes. He always smiles when he sees everyone. I don’t think he is the head teacher of the Cultivation of Immortals sect, but more like a businessman of the philistine. Lianhe asked the cloud to bargain with me:

"Patriarch, it's rare for you to come down to earth once, don't you leave some thoughts for us Xianyizong?"

I naturally knew what he was talking about, but it was a pity that I let him down. I was poor and white, and my face was cleaner than my pocket. How could I give him any treasures.

"Patriarch, if there is nothing, mental methods are fine!"

I knew he was waiting for me here.

After flipping his mind and giving him a mental method about body forging and a cheat book to increase the purity of the exercises, Wang Yang still smiled and said to me:

"Patriarch, with such a good opportunity, how can you teach those unworthy disciples of yours!"

I looked at Wen Yun, who was as quiet as a chicken, and twitched the corners of my mouth:

"It's a matter here, I will open a forum to teach."

"How many times?" Wang Yang asked, blinking his little eyes.

I squinted my eyes: "How many times do you think?" As long as you dare to say it many times, I will kill you!

Wang Yang smiled: "Naturally..."

Wen Yun on the side coughed, and Wang Yang turned around the number in his mouth: "One time is enough! One time is enough!"

I snorted, these two little bastards have blackmailed me.