In the Shenghou Temple, the girl squatted beside Peng Yu's body and poked his face curiously.

“So soft.”

Although he is dead, the body still has residual heat.

The girl poked her face and then held up his palm.

Pair it with your palms and go out in a circle.

"Strange, why didn't it?"

As a person who followed Zhuanyang closely, Zhiming knew the identity of the Qiankun Immortal "Kunhao" and the rings on his fingers. However, he couldn't find the hidden rings in his hand after repeated exploration.

"But... Your Highness's fingers are really suitable for playing the piano."

The girl hid in Zhuanyang's shadow and often heard Peng Yu play the piano.

Even if she likes her master no matter how much she likes her, she has to admit that in the way of piano music, His Highness Zhao is more talented and talented.

Squatting beside him, the girl held up her chin with one hand and played with Peng Yu's hair with the other.

This is the first time that Zhiming has officially looked at the appearance of "King Zhao".

"I am indeed very handsome, just like the eldest son - I will definitely be a playboy in the future."

Although she was not as fond of Zhuanyang, she had a certain affection for Peng Yu.

And Yun Xian'er.

To the two friends of the master, he will be kind to him.

Of course, it is also related to the appearance of this handsome man and beautiful woman.

The owner of the house is already very handsome, but in front of these two people, the owner's appearance is at the end.

Very angry!

And His Highness's skin—

The girl touched her face, and couldn't help but feel a little jealousy.

"I have eaten a lot of Guanyan Dan, why don't I have such good skin as him? Is this also the advantage of Kunwu Holy Body?"

Kunwu Holy Body is in line with the sun and the moon, and is not afraid of sunlight. Even under the illumination of the sun and the moon, the holy body automatically completes metabolism, keeping the body in its most perfect state.

Sunlight and Moonlight are the largest tonic of Kunwu Holy Body.

Even though Peng Yu deliberately transformed the immortal body of Qiankun, this physical characteristic did not disappear. Not only the skin, hair, teeth, nails, etc., all parts of the body are nourished by the sun and the moon.

Zhiming looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he simply opened his robe and checked it carefully.

Finally, we have to admit the advantages of Kunwu Holy Body.

"The Ten Great Divine Bodies are really extraordinary."

Not only the Kunwu Holy Body, but also the Xuanpin Immortal Body's beauty technique also amazed Zhiming.

On the contrary, it was the Tianwu real body of his own master...

Thinking of Zhuanyang's experience of acne, the girl shook her head.

Both are divine bodies, and it seems that the direction of specialization is different.

The girl hugged her knees with her hands and sat obediently beside Peng Yu waiting for her master to return.

She also silently prayed in her heart that the master's work would go smoothly.

"Not for the princess of Yin-Yang Daotian. Your Highness... Why are you Kunwu?"

The girl sighed quietly.

The eldest son arranged for himself to come to the master's side, and repeatedly warned him. He asked himself to supervise his master's relationship with King Zhao, and he could try to interrupt if necessary.

Kunwu family is the sting in the heart of Zhuansun family for thousands of years.

"If you wake up, you must be kind to your master. The master takes such a great risk to save you. If... if you dare to let him down, even if you are not able to do anything, I will definitely kill you."

It was late at night.

Looking at the moon shining on the sky, Zhiming felt a little uneasy.

He stood up and hugged the corpse, and was protected by the divine power of the Holy Queen, but the corpse was still a little warm.

Carefully hide the body behind the statue of the god, Zhiming went down the mountain to find Zhuanyang.

The villages and towns at the foot of the mountain light up, and the lights of each household gather in the square.

Zhiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the owner walking with the mayor.

"It seems that it has been successful?"

The essence of the lights of thousands of families is the vows of sentient beings and requires voluntary donations.

After Zhuanyang went down the mountain, he went directly to the mayor to trade.

Ask the mayor to help and contact each household to lend out the lights.

Although it is not as good as doing it yourself, the borrowed lights and golden lotus flame lights are enough.

At midnight, Zhuanyang invited two sorcerers to go up the mountain together and send the lights of thousands of families to the Shenghou Temple.

Zhiming came back first, dragged the body out from behind the statue, and put the lotus lamp back on.

"Zhiming, how is he doing?"

"No problem, the ceremony can be held."

Zhuanyang signaled the sorcerer to open the Qiankun pocket, and oil lamps, candles, and lanterns flew out from the pockets. The hazy lights illuminated the ancestral hall like shining fireflies, gradually approaching the golden lotus flame light.

Suddenly, five-colored glow appeared in the lotus lamp.

The statue of the Holy Queen also burst into bright white light.

"The Holy Queen has appeared!"

The two sorcerers of the townsmen saw the glory of the statue and hurriedly knelt down to salute.

Zhuanyang stared at the statue, and saw the statue walking from the lotus flower, waved his sleeves to gather the candlelight in the sky, and combined with the golden lotus flame lamp to activate the spell, he shot a ball of life fire into Peng Yu's body.

...

In a daze, Peng Yu heard someone calling his name.

"Peng Yu...Peng Yu..."

Youyou woke up and found that she was leaning against the altar, with lamps and candles placed around her.

Zhuanyang stood on his left hand and was wiping the incense table.

He wanted to get up, but the severe pain in his body came again, so the pain that he could only lie down.

"Don't move around, lie down."

Zhuanyang squatted down and checked his condition.

"Zhuanyang, was someone calling me when I was in a coma just now?"

"Call you?" Zhuanyang's eyes flashed and he shook his head and said, "No, I have been sitting next to him and I haven't seen anyone calling you."

Peng Yu looked around and asked in confusion: "Where is this? I am..."

"This is the Holy Hou Temple. You just fell asleep and just woke up."

"Waiting to sleep? Do you need to put the 'lights of thousands of houses' when you sleep?"

Peng Yu was not stupid. He checked his body and saw a flaming badge on his chest.

"I just died?"

“…”

"So, you chose to use Wanjia lights?"

Seeing the lamps around, Peng Yu didn’t understand what was going on?

"Thank you...hehe...thank you."

"Hmph, I just don't want to cause trouble for myself."

Stand up again to wipe the incense table.

"If something happens to you, your father will definitely settle the score with me. I'm just protecting myself."

It was indeed the contribution of the Holy Queen to be able to survive this time. Therefore, Zhuanyang honestly helped the Holy Queen clean the ancestral hall to express his gratitude.

Peng Yu smiled. After decades of getting along, he didn't understand Zhuanyang's personality.

Because he couldn't get up, he lay on the ground and looked at the statue of the god: "Zhuanyang does not have the true essence of the immortal family. I guess you took action?"

The statue of god suddenly spoke: "I am just a wisp of divine consciousness, and cannot touch the divine poison on your body. This fire of life can only last for three hours. If there is no antidote for three hours, you will undoubtedly die."

Zhuanyang paused and his face turned cold.

Peng Yu was very calm.

"No problem, I'll go find Emperor Li, he should have a solution."

He asked Zhuanyang to help him get up, Zhuanyang shook his head and said, "Wait first, and then leave later."

Zhiming sent the two warlocks down the mountain and also gave the townspeople some money.

Of course, let’s talk about the real reward after they both have overcome this difficulty.

I believe that not only myself, he will also give the townspeople a big thank you.

Peng Yu's eyes moved slightly and he glanced at the shadow at Zhuanyang's feet.

Under the light, his shadow continued to lengthen.
To be continued...