Zhi Ying nodded solemnly: "It's very clever. The mortals tricked the king into offering Yayoi scales, but they couldn't find the method. Spiritual objects in the world are rare to see, and the little gods wanted to look up at them. Who knew that if they touched them, they would be seen by the spirit of the weapon?

In, make a contract."

Jing Wu interjected again: "How could the spirit of heaven and earth's spiritual beings take a fancy to you?"

Zhi Ying was as calm as before: "I also want to ask, but why does the weapon spirit only say 'karma and fate' and then say nothing about him? God's words are sharp and to the point, would you like to ask for me?"

Jing Wu snorted: "You don't listen to your own things, how can you help me?"

"That's it." Zhi Ying withdrew his gaze and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, the little god has finished speaking."

The Emperor of Heaven was still unfinished and frowned: "What about your adventure?"

Zhi Ying said: "May I ask His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, whether the unexpected encounter is a chance?"

"nature."

"The rules of heaven have something to say, and no one can comment on personal opportunities." She looked at a divine king in dark blue robes, "Justice God, is what the little god said right?"

The Justice God nodded: "Yes, there is indeed such a thing on the monument."

Zhi Ying turned around and said to the Emperor of Heaven: "His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has a clear warning."

Jing Wu shouted: "You goddess, you are so brave, how dare you tease His Majesty!"

Weaving Shadow glanced at him lightly: "His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, is so wise and powerful, how could he be teased by you and me? Does the Lord know that he has committed the two major sins of disrespect in front of the palace and disrespect?"

"You -" Jing Wu pointed at her angrily, and suddenly felt a strong coercion falling on him. He leaned over in fear, "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Si Zhi was shocked, when had she memorized the rules of heaven so well?

The Emperor glanced at Jing Wu displeasedly and then looked away, only looking at Zhiying standing in front of the jade steps: "If you can prove your strength, I can put the blame behind you and let this go."

Zhiying said: "May I ask His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, if the little god can defeat the Jingwu Lord, does that count as proving his strength?"

"I remember that Jingwu was the high god of the Jin Dynasty ten years ago. It's fair to say that." The Emperor felt that this arrangement was very reasonable. He waved his hand and created a small landscape above the jade steps, "Jingwu, you

Let’s learn from her.”

How dare Jing Wu, who had just committed two crimes, not respond, not to mention that Zhi Ying had just been promoted to a god and his cultivation had not yet been stabilized, but he had long since mastered all the cultivation spells, so he immediately said: "I obey the order.

"Then it turned into a ray of green light and entered the small landscape.

Zhiying looked at Dongjun indifferently, and then went in.

Thousand-year-old trees and ancient bluestones form hundreds of miles of water, reflecting the white clouds in the sky. The wind is calm, the water is calm, and there is no gunpowder smoke.

The Emperor of Heaven is very stingy. How can such a small world have enough space for the phoenix of Jingwu to spread its wings?

Zhi Ying sighed secretly, and suddenly there was a sharp sound from the side. She stretched out her hand as if casually, and a green feather phoenix feather was firmly caught between her fingers. She looked towards where the phoenix feather came from: "Shangshen is also here.

Will you attack people secretly?"

A figure flashed out from behind the bushes: "Test whether you are good enough to compete with this god."

"So, am I qualified for this?" Zhiying asked lazily while holding the green feather and phoenix in his hand.

Jing Wu narrowed his eyes: "Just force it."

"Then let's get started, so as not to keep the people outside waiting for a long time!" After Zhiying finished speaking, he shot the green feather and phoenix intact towards Jing Wu, and he took it back into his palm.

Jing Wu suddenly flicked his sleeves, and dozens of green feathers and phoenix feathers rose up in array, trapping Zhiying in the middle. He had a square scholar's face and looked elegant: "Try it."

Weaving Shadow's eyebrows raised slightly, and his fingertips traced across the air, and the trajectory turned into a gradually colored silk thread, seemingly softly wrapped around the green feathers and phoenix feathers.

Then Jing Wu saw that his phoenix feathers were entangled one by one with the delicate silk threads. He wanted to change the formation, but the green feathers and phoenix feathers were like a kite with a broken string. They were not under his control at all, instead they were brushed by the hand of Weaver Shadow.

, fell into her hands and turned into an exquisite green feather fan.

She waved her fan gently and nodded to him with a smile: "I have long wanted to make a feather fan to keep cool. Thank God for your love." Seeing that Jing Wu's face turned blue, she suddenly realized, "It's rude to come and not go back."

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After finishing speaking, bits of white snow drifted from the clouds, clustered on the leaf tips, fell in the hair, and fell into the clouds reflected in the water, like an endless cycle of cause and effect, a fateful marriage.

Zhiying said: "The little god is not talented, so he repays the gift with snow, hoping that God will teach him."

The lingering flying snow suddenly climbed onto Jing Wu's shoulder. He immediately raised his arms and scattered the snow. Weaving shadow covered his smile with a fan. The scattered snowflakes condensed again. Once they were entangled again, they were like gangrene attached to the bone, firmly

The ground bound one of his arms.

Following the guidance of Zhi Ying's hand gesture, another snow drill followed the same pattern and bound Jing Wu's legs.

Jing Wu soared into the sky, and a piece of green feather and phoenix feather came out from his wrist, cutting off Xue Lian's shackles, turning into a slender green blade. The sword flower bloomed among the dancing snowflakes, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Zhi Ying.

However, the unstoppable sword tip actually stopped three feet in front of her, and could no longer move forward.

Jing Wu couldn't help but be surprised.

She casts spells like clouds and flowing water, unlike when she was first promoted.

Zhiying's face was calm, and he asked softly: "This thousand-year-old green tung tree in the small landscape is very useful for God to cast spells, why doesn't God use it?"

"Winning without force is not what I'm good at." Jing Wu said.

She gave a sudden smile and spoke in a gentle and gentle tone: "God is a gentleman and should not instigate others. The Yun Clan and the Yu Clan don't have any big grudges to begin with, so let's turn the conflict into friendship."

Jing Wu only felt that the palm of his hand was soft. When he looked closely, he saw that the three-foot green edge had disappeared. What he held in his hand was a piece of green silk. When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with snow. He blinked in a daze, and the landscape in front of him was no longer there.

.

Looking sideways, he saw Zhiying holding a green feather fan in both hands and handing it to him: "Thank you, Lord Jingwu, for showing mercy."

Jing Wu stared at the green feather fan, slightly startled, and then looked at the shadow of the fan, his dark eyes were clear and bright, without any malice or hostility.

Recalling what Lord Wulan had said to him on the way to Lingxiao Palace about how the Yun Clan was so proud, he suddenly realized that the jealousy he had inadvertently revealed was being exploited by others.

Feeling relieved, he took the green feather fan and said with a smile: "I lost."

Children can be taught. Zhiying smiled and faced the head of the palace: "His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

The landscape was transformed by the Emperor of Heaven. He naturally knew that after Jing Wu cut off the snow, the phoenix feathers had been swallowed up by the snowflakes and changed according to Zhiying's mind. In other words, at that time, Jing Wu had already lost.

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Another unusual colorful cloud...

Having said it before, the Emperor of Heaven naturally could not go back on his word. After thinking it over again, he issued an edict: "Hereby is the goddess of the shadow department of Siyun Palace who weaves shadows, including the inner reflection of the chapter. She is naturally gifted and blessed by Heaven. She is now ranked as a high god and is bestowed with the title "Your Excellency".

Yun, enter the Lord God and take charge of Siyun Palace."

Qingyun...isn't it Cangyun?
Chapter completed!