"Hahahaha! The little Golden Crow cowhide boasts so much, but is it capable of swallowing this ten thousand years of spiritual power?"

A man and a woman flew out in the middle of the moon, their clothes fluttering, riding on the wind.

It was the man with wings on his back who spoke.

He folded his wings and landed in front of the little golden crow, causing the clouds to roll and relax, making them misty and uncertain.

Xiao Jinwu glanced at him displeasedly, and held his hands to the two of them with a straight face: "Envoy Fei Lianfeng, Envoy Wangshu Yue."

He revealed the identity of the two of them, and Zhiying went to the countryside to follow the customs and also paid tribute to them.

Fei Lian waved his hand: "Don't do these false gifts, they are cumbersome and boring!"

He was frank and straightforward, and Zhi Ying couldn't help but feel good about him, and a real smile appeared on his lips.

She glanced at Wangshu behind Fei Lian, whose features were as cold as the moon and as graceful as a startled glimpse, and she felt that Chang'e in the moon was not as graceful and graceful as her.

I couldn't help but admire: This beauty can only be found in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the human world!

"Since when did Siyun Palace have a shadow goddess?" Fei Lian looked at Wangshu and asked curiously.

Each palm goddess of the Yun tribe has a resting hall behind the Siyun Palace where they work. The Shadow Palace is where the shadow goddess lives.

Weaving Shadow wanted to answer, but Little Golden Crow beat him to it: "She will be transformed this morning when the sun rises. The Emperor and Yuanjun personally gave her the title of God. She has not yet taken office. Many matters are unclear. It will take some time before she can communicate with the gods."

See you."

Fei Lian laughed heartily: "Oh? So you kid deceived her into not understanding the affairs of the Flower Clan and wantonly spread rumors that the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus Root has miraculous effects?"

Little Jin's face turned blue and red, and she wanted to slap herself. Fei Lian was known to be nosy, why was he trying to explain to her so much?

After thinking about it, Zhiying said angrily to Xiao Jinwu with a straight face: "What's the point of lying to me? I've already apologized to you, what else do you want me to do? Just tell me, what are you lying to me about?"

"Zhi Ying, are you okay?" Qu Mi hurried over and took Zhi Ying's hand and asked. The belt of his clothes was loose, revealing half of his delicate white collarbone.

Zhi Ying shook his head, pointed at Little Golden Crow and said, "He hurt his head. Does Sister Qu Mi have any medicine?" If it's cured, then leave as soon as possible!

Regardless of whether Qu Mi had any medicine or not, and regardless of the smile on Fei Lian's lips, Xiao Jinwu's face was already as black as coal and he gritted his teeth as he glared at Zhi Ying.

He was afraid that if he couldn't hold back, he would bite this stinky girl to death. Would she talk like that? What do you mean he hit his head? Or do you want to say he hit his brain?!

Qu Mi looked over and saw a large, round bump bulging in the middle of Xiao Jinwu's forehead. His hair was as messy as grass, and his golden eyes were glowing with fire, obviously suppressing his anger.

But that's not what she cares about.

"The Sun God Clan has not been in contact with Siyun Palace for a long time, so why do you show up at the Palace of Shadows?" Qu Mi asked Little Golden Crow, protecting Zhi Ying behind him.

Little Jinwu couldn't help but want to vomit three liters of blood. He shouldn't think about coming to see this stinky girl who had just ascended to the divine status with her! She didn't ask for a favor and was suspected of having ulterior motives.

He curled his lips and sneered: "The Yun Clan has added someone to watch the excitement. He didn't see the door clearly and bumped into it. There is no need to treat the injury. Yanguang Palace has this little elixir. I hope you will disturb me.

Forgive me."

Then he looked sideways at Zhi Ying, gritted his teeth and said: "Little girl, practice your skills well. We are all new to heaven. We should learn more and make progress together in the future. What do you think?"

Seeing the fierce light in his eyes and feeling the burning sensation on his neck, Zhi Ying shuddered and nodded hurriedly.

Qu Mi naturally heard something in his words, but he didn't know what happened. He could only drive Little Golden Crow away first, and then ask Zhi Ying in detail.

She raised her hand to see the guests off, but the little Golden Crow turned around and turned into a three-legged Golden Crow and flew away without saying a word.

After he flew away, Zhiying opened his eyes-shielding palm a slit, looked at the golden light that turned into the size of a grain of rice, and whispered softly: "The moon is better at night."

Fei Lian laughed immediately, pointed at Zhiying and said to Wangshu: "This little goddess is interesting. She is right, the moon is the most beautiful at night!"

Wangshu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhiying and Qumi, and said without saltiness, "It's late at night, so I won't keep you here."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves towards the moon and walked away gracefully. Fei Lian also went with him.

Zhiying's eyes sparkled, and he never imagined that he would be able to see Chang'e flying to the moon.

Although this "Chang'e" is a bit cold-tempered, her elegance and splendor, as graceful as a startling dragon and graceful as a swimming dragon, are definitely not something that can be created by the coercive special effects in TV dramas.

When she came here, her eyes were the most blessed. Handsome men and beauties were walking everywhere, oh no, flying all over the sky, and they could even see legendary species like the three-legged golden crow.

This world is truly magical.

Zhiying sighed like this, Qu Mi coughed twice, brought her back to reality, gave her an angry look, and said seriously: "What are you doing here, little Golden Crow?"

Zhiying was stunned for a moment and then briefly described the matter.

Qu Mi really didn't know what to say, she just offended the little Golden Crow, with a cloud and the shadow palace barrier... Should she say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?

"You are so angry that you have become enemies with Xiao Jinwu." Qu Mi thought for a while, but it was hard to come up with a good idea, so he simply said, "In the past few days, I will be familiar with Yiying Yunwu in Siyun Palace.

, wait until this storm has passed before going out."

A little Golden Crow is not worthy of Lord Si Zhi's appearance.

Weaver Ying immediately drooped his head, he would not have been so quick if he had known better.

Knowing that money is hard to buy, Zhiying had no choice but to stay in Siyun Palace and follow Qu Mi to learn how to deal with cloud affairs.

From Qu Mi's complicated words, she could barely figure out Siyundian's employee system.

Siyun Temple has a main god, a palm seal, and five palm divisions, namely the shadow division, the xia division, the sound division, the brocade division, and the rainbow division, as well as a group of immortal attendants, Xian'e, and several elves.

After the death of the First Lord God Luoxia, the Siyun Palace was headed by the Palm Seal Division.

Qu Mi controls the music department and communicates with the Leshen clan.

As for the Shadow Goddess appointed by Shadow Weaver, she is related to the God of the Netherworld and the Frost and Snow clan.

It was only because of the war between the six realms in ancient times that all races were withered, all living beings were devastated, and mourning was everywhere. The God of the Netherworld sympathized with the suffering of all living beings, and separated some souls to create the underworld, calling himself the Emperor of the Underworld.

The sword has a double edge, and everything has its pros and cons.

The good deeds of Emperor Hades made the Goddess of the Shadow Department unable to support herself alone, weaving clouds and shadows for all living beings in the world. Invaded by the turbid air of the mortal world, the human race developed the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance, and resentment abounded.

At this point, only the colorful Huayun of the Yun clan who can purify the three poisons has been left alone for the Shadow Goddess. Thousands of years ago, the former Shadow Goddess Sijin died, and the position of the Shadow Goddess remains vacant to this day.

Therefore, the goddess of the film department has a heavy responsibility. Zhiying said that the Yali Mountain is huge, stirring the clouds in the Xianyun Pond with her palms, lamenting in her heart how could she wear this colorful cloud?

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The wind is blowing in the daytime, and the scenery is flowing to the west.

For three months, Qu Mi locked Weaver Ying in Siyun Palace to learn how to absorb spiritual energy from the outside world and use it for his own use, how to control clouds with his thoughts, how to turn clouds into snow, mist and ice, and the most basic illusions in the heavens.

Magic techniques such as changing the shape of objects and holding the universe within one's sleeves.

Zhi Ying was extremely busy every day and was so exhausted that he returned to the Shadow Palace and fell asleep.

Fortunately, she learned quickly and was diligent. After passing Si Zhi's magic test, Zhi Ying took up the post.

On the day when the seal was conferred, Zhiying's hair was like a waterfall of green silk, tied up in the brocade headband woven by the goddess of Jinbu. She was wearing the snow-colored cloud-patterned clothes of the goddess in charge of Siyun Palace, and she knelt in the main hall solemnly, holding the ceremony.

After Si Zhi, the master of the palm seal, finished his praise, she then worshiped the throne of the ancestor god of Siyun Palace, received the seal from Si Zhi and received the congratulations from her Yun tribe colleagues, and she officially became a palm master of Siyun Palace.

Goddess, then the Immortal Attendant Xian'e from the Shadow Palace and several elves came to pay homage to the new Palm Goddess.

That night, as the sun disappeared and the moon rose, Zhiying lay on the viewing platform in the back hall of the Shadow Palace, watching the stars, and listened to the immortal goddess reporting the congratulations sent by all the tribes in the heaven.

Emperor Donghua’s Bi Lingjian, Golden Mother Yuanjun’s Immortal Pill, Wind Maker Feilian’s Wind-fixing Bead, Frost and Snow God’s Snow Soul Grass are all gifts given to the new gods by various tribes in the past. Only the God of War

Clan Julue is different from the one given by Xiao Jinwu of Sun God Clan.

What Ju Lue gave him was a long sword. The sword was three feet and two inches long, one inch wide, with a thin circular diameter. The word "Cangwu" was engraved on the sword. The whole sword exuded a soft luster like water, with a faint hint of sharpness.

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As for the gift from Little Golden Crow, Xian'e hesitated. Zhiying sat up and stared at the golden box she held in her hand. His eyes widened. He actually gave her a whole lotus!

From flowers and leaves to rhizomes, even though it was only a miniature version, it was enough to make her cry out in surprise.

She took out the lotus and injected a stream of spiritual energy from her fingertips. The lotus immediately expanded several times. Weaver held the lotus and smiled as brightly as a flower.

These days, she either eats Bigu Pills or drinks the fairy dew made by Qu Mi. As for what she promised to do that day, it turned out to be Bigu Pills as big as a fist.

Zhiying rolled her eyes at that time and fell straight to the ground. After that, she never let Qu Mi make food for her again.

Looking at the pink petals at this moment, Zhiying felt very warm in her heart and warmed up in her stomach.

After the joy, Zhiying rubbed the petals, with deep questions in her mind: She had become enemies with Xiao Jinwu, so what did he mean by giving her a whole lotus? Was he trying to clear up the past feud with her, or something else? It was difficult.

Could it be that he put something "something" in it?

Zhiying couldn't figure it out, so she went to ask Qu Mi who lived in the Yin Palace. At that time, she was competing with Yi Yang from the Leshen Clan.

Seeing Zhiying coming over in Chang Qingyi, Yiyang put the Qin into Qiankun's sleeve, said a few words to her and then left the Yin Palace.

Qu Mi asked her what was going on, and Zhi Ying told her about the gift given by Little Golden Crow. She laughed and said, "Although the Sun God clan is arrogant, they are also upright. If he really wants to do something, he will definitely come to you directly.

There is no way they will do anything in the congratulatory ceremony. If you are worried, just lock it in the box."

Zhiying hesitated and murmured: "Lotus roots and seeds must be fresh and tender to taste..."

Qu Mi, who was extremely talented in music, heard it with sharp ears. She tapped the ice silk silk in her hand as a string on Zhi Ying's mouth, and couldn't help but laugh: "Speaking of you and my fellow race, how come I'm not as greedy as you?"

Weaver Shadow touched her lips and thought: I'm not a real goddess. Isn't it normal for people to be greedy?

"Then I'll go back and stew the lotus roots right now, and I'll give you a portion later!" Zhi Ying said and got up and returned to the Shadow Palace.

Qu Mi stopped her and took out a piece of brocade silk from his sleeve and gave it to her: "You haven't learned the Flame Technique yet. I'll check it next time you bring something."
To be continued...