I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

When Kang Xuan heard the words, his expression changed slightly, and he looked directly at Lord Ling Xiao.

Lord Ling Xiao snorted, glared at Kang Xuanyi, and signaled Baili Changkong to help him break the silence.

Thousands of miles in the sky, but he smiled and said nothing.

Lord Ling Xiao was helpless, wiped the black ring on his little finger with his fingertips, touched a black jade pot, and handed it to Baili Changkong.

Baili Changkong's eyes lit up, and Lang smiled and reached out to pick it up.

The moment Baili Changkong touched the jade pot with his fingertips, Venerable Ling Xiao retracted his hand and raised his finger to sign a "1".

Baili Changkong frowned, and a ball of golden-white flames popped up and burned towards Lord Ling Xiao's face, and he grabbed the jade pot with his hands.

Lord Ling Xiao leaned back slightly.

The palm brushed in front of him, curled with golden-white flames, and grabbed Baili Changkong's wrist.

Baili Changkong stared at the jade pot, as if he didn't check it for a while, but was caught by Lord Ling Xiao.

Gold and white flames jump.

The movement of Lord Ling Xiao grabbing Baili Changkong's wrist was hazy.

Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuan only saw Lord Ling Xiao holding the wrist of the Lord Baili Changkong, staring at the Lord Baili Changkong with a half-smile.

The Supreme Lord of Baili Changkong and Lord Ling Xiao looked at each other, as if struggling a few times, but still could not break free from the shackles of Lord Ling Xiao.

The Lord of the Hundred Miles of Sky calmed down, and stared at Lord Ling Xiao expressionlessly.

Lord Ling Xiao was unmoved, and shook his head with a smile.

Lord Baili Changkong seemed helpless, he gave Lord Ling Xiao a blank look, and nodded unwillingly.

A smile bloomed in Lord Ling Xiao's eyebrows. Lord Ling Xiao grabbed Baili Changkong's wrist, stared at Baili Changkong's eyes, and slowly drew a restriction on the body of the pot before placing the jade pot on Baili Changkong's eyes. Empty hands.

After Baili Changkong got the jade pot, he immediately brushed off Lord Ling Xiao's hand, caressed the dark red lines cruising on the belly of the jade pot with his fingertips in distaste, and hurriedly hid the jade pot in the storage bag.

As if he was afraid that Lord Ling Xiao would go back on his word.

Feng Yuanjiu, who was watching this wave of interaction, was dumbfounded - he can guarantee that he and Kang Xuanyi have never done this before, the moves in their hands seemed to be "flirtatious", and they seemed to be drawn to each other.

It's quite blinding.

Feng Yuanjiu looked away, looked at the big "Tao" character hanging on the wall behind Huo Yuyun's bed, and drove away the "Stories My Patriarch and the First Lord of the Spirit Gate Have to Tell" in his head, and then Slowly turned his gaze back to Baili Changkong and waited for the next article.

Baili Changkong seemed to be the immaculate and awe-inspiring patriarch in his memory again.

Of course, just as if.

After watching the "flirting" just now, Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but interpret the small movements of his ancestor's hands, such as the ancestor's hand caressing the storage bag inadvertently, or Lord Ling Xiao running towards his house The hand on the top of the patriarch's head turned to the shoulder under the "death gaze" of the patriarch.

It's hard for him not to make up a hundred thousand words of love and hatred.

Feng Yuanjiu usually wears a cool mask, and even eats melons quietly.

Kang Xuanyi was used to the same age as Lord Ling Xiao on weekdays, and he was very unscrupulous when eating melons, even eating melons was not too big, and he was still booing and arguing: "This Jiuyin Purifying Soul Wine is not What a rarity, why is Master so stingy?"

Feng Yuanjiu smiled widely.

Yes, Jiuyin Dihun Wine is really not a rare thing, but it is exclusively brewed by Lord Ling Xiao, and there is no semicolon in the land of Kyushu!

I don't know who complained that his master was stingy when he became addicted to alcohol, and he was reluctant to let him drink the good wine he brewed. For a hundred years, it was just a stingy gift to him when he was on the verge of going crazy. He just took a small cup to stabilize his soul.

Thinking of Kang Xuanyi's resentment that "you can't get what you ask for" when he mentioned Jiuyin Dihun Wine, Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help sending a voice transmission to Kang Xuanyi—a good disciple from Jiuzhou, and he didn't want to leave it to his master even if he couldn't drink it. .

Kang Xuan smiled, the old god was on the ground transmitting a sound to Feng Yuanjiu—you careless little fox, for whom am I flattering Baili Shangzun so much?

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyes to the sky and turned a blind eye.

The patriarch of his family was very defensive, waiting for Kang Xuan to flatter the horse's hooves.

Kang Xuanyi was seduced by Feng Yuanjiu's unconscionable appearance, and his heart was full of desire. He stared at Feng Yuanjiu's beautiful lips like spring peaches for a moment, and slowly lifted the old master of Ling Xiao with a smile. : "If my disciple remembers correctly, all the urns of wine that Master brewed 50 years ago have been brewed. At least eight or nine pots were filled. You actually only gave Baili Shangzun one pot..."

Kang Xuan shook his head, "Tsk! It's too much to do."

Lord Ling Xiao was furious at this villain.

Baili Changkong chuckled, and without waiting for Venerable Ling Xiao to urge him, he directly lifted the gag for him.

The mouth was finally free.

Lord Ling Xiao reprimanded Kang Xuanyi angrily: "It's rare for a stinky Taoist priest to have the leisure to tell you about the ancient times. You don't want to listen, what are you doing with so many dramas!"

Kang Xuanyi Qiao put on a face, and said resentfully: "Who told the master to treat one more than another? When he gave Baili Shangzun wine, he didn't say that he would give my little fox a pot. Anyway, this is the first time you have seen my family. Where's the little fox?"

I knew this little brat was thinking about his wine.

Venerable Ling Xiao smirked, and sent a sound transmission to Kang Xuanyi——do you want to explain to Feng Yuanjiu the use of the Ten Thousand Demon Order as a teacher?

Gee!

Great!

Kang Xuanyi's expression changed, and he switched to the good apprentice mode in an instant - how dare he bother the master with such a trivial matter?

Lord Ling Xiao sneered.

Baili Changkong lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "Master Ling Xiao has another idea about the alliance between the two factions. It is reasonable for the Lord not to give Yuan Jiu a meeting gift."

No!

He's obviously been holding the Hundred Miles Sky!

Kang Xuanyi almost doubted his own ears.

Feng Yuanjiu took a look at Kang Xuanyi, and said respectfully: "The difference between the Patriarch and Lord Ling Xiao is all about Uncle Meng Yan. As long as Uncle Meng Yan's soul is properly settled, there will be no need for an alliance between the two factions." renegotiated."

There is no need to renegotiate the alliance between the two factions, and naturally there is no need to think long-term about the matter of him forming a Taoist couple with Feng Yuanjiu.

As soon as Kang Xuan raised his hand to hug Feng Yuanjiu's shoulder, he met Feng Yuanjiu's indifferent gaze, coughed lightly, and turned it into a shoulder-to-shoulder Feng Yuanjiu's shoulder near him: "Little What the fox said is true, I don't know how Baili Shangzun and Shizun plan to arrange the soul of Daoist Meng Yan?"

When Meng Yan was mentioned, Venerable Ling Xiao's expression turned a little off.

Baili Changkong no longer rubbed the storage bag at his waist, and his expression was light: "What's Ling Xiaozun's idea?"

Master Ling Xiao made a gesture of playing the piano out of thin air with his fingertips, leading a group of little devils to "dance wildly", and said in a manly voice: "I am still the same, please Daoist Baili."

The golden-white flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, jumping on Su Bai's fingertips.

Baili Changkong stared at the real fire at his fingertips with downcast eyes for a moment, then slowly closed his fingers, extinguished the golden-white flame, and said unhurriedly: "Lord Ling Xiao insists on this, and the poor have nothing to say."

Lord Ling Xiao calmed down slightly, and waved his hand to disperse the little devil waving wildly between his fingers. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Baili Changkong speak again.

Baili Changkong flipped his hands over, holding a crystal jade hood with nine dragons swimming around in his palm, and said without the slightest trace of fireworks: "But Meng Yan is my Taiqing disciple, if Lord Ling Xiao wants to take him away We still need to ask about the god-fire hood in Pindao's hand."

Lord Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, looked at the divine fire cover in Baili Changkong's hand, but smiled: "Smelly Taoist priest, you are so eager to sacrifice immortal artifacts that you don't agree with your words, you are in vain as a master of Taoism!"

"Sovereign Ling Xiao's remark is unavoidable. You are a lord of the Spirit Gate, and you can do some research on my mysterious method. You don't need Lord Ling Xiao to say whether you are a poor Taoist in vain..." Li Changkong flicked the divine fire cover with his fingers, and suddenly a golden-white dragon flew out of the divine fire cover, and rushed straight to Lord Ling Xiao, "Today, the poor Taoist will teach you to be a good boy. Mud temper."

Lord Ling Xiao smiled.

Flicking his sleeves, he drew a black barrier to block the spirit of the dragon that was rushing straight at Baihui, and said with a smile: "We will count down 5000 years, who knows that the sky is the most annoying thing, how dare you think you are made of mud ..."

With that said, Lord Ling Xiao wiped the storage ring on his little finger, took out another pot of Jiuyin Purifying Soul Wine, and hurriedly sent it to Baili Changkong, "Inappropriate words, my fault, please Baili Daoist brother Haihan."

Baili Changkong took back the jade pot, but did not take back the dragon spirit: "That Meng Yan..."

Lord Ling Xiao sighed softly: "I am no longer who I used to be, why should you?"

Baili Changkong said indifferently: "After entering the world and reincarnation VII, it is not what it used to be."

Lord Ling Xiao was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You have been contaminated with the karma of the sixth life, so what's the harm in giving me the seventh life?"

Baili Changkong was unmoved: "Leaving it to me is just one more karma, leaving it to you so that you can feed the beast with your body?"

Lord Ling Xiao was helpless: "I just said that the me today is not the me of the day, so why do you have to get involved in more karma?"

"There are Tiansuo on the left and right, and Suotian can't fly to the upper realm. It doesn't matter if there is more karma or less karma. You really don't have to fight with me..." Baili Changkong flicked the divine fire cover with his fingers, and another golden dragon jumped out Flying out of the divine fire hood, hovering beside Baili Changkong, he was eager to try his hand at Lord Ling Xiao, "If you insist on not listening to persuasion, the poor will have to see the truth with your subordinates."

"Smelly Taoist, you..." Lord Ling Xiao and Baili Changkong looked at each other for a long time, and finally sighed softly, "Even if Meng Yan's spirit is in the hands of your disciples and grandchildren, it will not help if you and I are at loggerheads, how about Let's see what Meng Yan's soul is like before making any plans?"

"That's fine." Baili Changkong reluctantly agreed, and recalled the two souls with a wave of the divine fire hood.

Lord Ling Xiao's expression relaxed, and then he put away the black barrier covering his head, hurried up to pour a cup of spiritual wine for Baili Changkong, and took out a crimson, as if wrapped in endless sky fire, from the storage ring. The fruit was handed to Baili Changkong's mouth.

Hey!

The bosses really know how to play. After playing "Truth Loves and False Kills", they changed the script and played "The brat is disobedient, just give him a good beating."

Convinced in uppercase!

Fortunately, he was worried for a second that Yuanhe Palace would be lost by the bosses.

Feng Yuanjiu withdrew his consciousness silently, looked away, stared at the relief on Huo Yuyun's bed, and waited for his patriarch to speak.

Or reached a consensus with Lord Ling Xiao for the time being.

When Baili Changkong opened his mouth again, he did not continue to "talk about ancient times", but went straight to the topic: "You have also listened to what I said to Lord Ling Xiao just now, and you must have guessed in your heart."

Feng Yuanjiu touched the landscape pattern in his palm, and said calmly: "The disciple has guessed something, but I don't know if the guess is right, so I ask the patriarch to clarify."

Baili Changkong nodded, and said a heart-wrenching sentence in a flat tone like "today's weather is very good": "Meng Yan is the reincarnation of the Netherworld Liekun dog."

Even though he had guessed a little, Feng Yuanjiu was still unavoidably shocked to the point where his cold mask was torn off - he couldn't believe it, that the always benevolent Uncle Meng was actually a Netherworld Liekun dog.

Kang Xuanyi remained calm and seemed not surprised.

But when he looked at Lord Ling Xiao again, he couldn't help frowning, looking a little worried.

Baili Changkong seemed to think that the words just now were not amazing enough, and immediately said: "It's not right to say that the reincarnation is not right, to be more precise, Meng Yan is the seventh time of the Nether Lie Kun dog at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Devils Cave. The physical body used to enter the world."