He happily left the palace gate and went back to continue refining the elixir.

Before entering the door, I saw Jin Jiao sticking his head out from the railing and looking this way. He still had dark circles under his eyes and a weak kidney. He didn't know how many furnaces of explosives he had made recently to blast the Tushita Palace. Fortunately, it was strong enough.

"Huh? Dragon Girl, why are you so short again? You were never this short before."

He looked half dead and told the truth.

Bai Yujun rolled his eyes.

"You unlucky kid has such a poisonous mouth. I'm afraid it was refined in an alchemy furnace. Why is this dragon so short? Take a closer look. The height of the dragon's horns has basically remained the same, okay?"

"Hey, I'm talking like you're an adult. It's boring."

Jinjiao turned around and wandered away. Moubai felt that there was no need to argue with the brat who was frying the furnace. He raised his chin and turned around and entered the alchemy room. He quickly finished the last fruit and sneaked away to play in the world. It was a bit strange that he hadn't done business for a long time.

My hands are itchy. If I have time, go to Penglai Fairy Island and dig some bamboo to make paper umbrellas. The fairy bamboo must be very valuable to make flutes.

As your strength increases, it will be easier to refine the fruits.

Alas, I think this dragon is diligent in training and honing his martial arts skills, but his growth rate is too fast and his foundation is unstable and he needs to stop. He is forced to interrupt his training. It’s so sad, haha~

The fire is blazing to refine the fruit.

In the evening, I heard a crane chirping outside.

Through the light white window paper, he saw a shadow falling outside. Longmu saw a crane the size of a car flapping its wings and landing on the ground. On its back was a little boy with a bad face who looked like Jin Jiao. The two buns on his head were covered with silver cloth strips.

It seems to be the silver horn, and there seems to be a green cow.

"Three careless guys."

Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao chatted about Penglai Immortal Island, which was nothing more than fun and delicious food.

As he listened, there was a conversation that aroused Bai Yujun's interest.

"Penglai Xiandao Peony Flower Festival is coming soon. There are many flower fairies here. I don't know if we can go to see the fun. We will come back and forth for several months."

"It's boring, nothing but drinking. It's boring. I don't want to go."

"You just say it, but what you really want to do is what you want most."

"I didn't!"

The conversation faded away, and Bai Yujun counted with his fingers that it seemed that the flower viewing party was indeed coming soon. Many gods in the fairy world had nothing to do and worked all day long. They were a bit like the players in the old alleys who tossed antique walnut orchids to enjoy the flowers and taste the fairy wine.

, or get some other weird stuff to start a party.

I have been in Heaven for so long, but I have never seen the group of happy immortals on Penglai Island doing anything.

Sigh.

"Alas~ Little gods and immortals are not qualified to go~"

If you want to attend the Peach Festival, visit the Immortal Island, and travel freely around the world, the easiest way is to become a helpless immortal after ascension, and then practice hard to become a great god. Only then can you be truly at ease and obtain a place in the Immortal Association.

Three days later.

Finally, everything was completed, and I checked it out to make sure everything was correct and installed it.

Prepare to give it to Jinjiao.

When I was going out, I suddenly saw a huge crane descending from the long stairs of Tushita Palace. The crane held a book in its mouth to send a message. It took down the golden and silver horns and looked at it. Then it took a green gourd to count the elixirs.

Bai Yujun stood aside and waited quietly, quite curious.

It seems to be a gift of elixirs. Everyone knows that the Tushita Palace elixir is famous in the immortal world. If you have treasures and want to make elixirs, the safest way is to ask Tushita Palace. Regardless of whether the old man personally takes it or the Taoist disciples refine it, it is extremely reliable, especially

Many powerful immortals in the mortal world often ask for medicine, which also gives Tao Tong disciples the opportunity to make elixirs.

No one is allowed to enter the heaven without a priesthood, and even if one has a priesthood, one cannot enter at will. As a Taoist laojun, Jin Jiao Yin Jiao cannot do errands, so the crane becomes the most suitable messenger.

Bai Yujun touched his chin, as if he heard the word "Xianjun" just now.

It seems to be a family of immortals. Under the rule of heaven, there are many super powerful people in the immortal world who do not want to be restrained and have no priesthood. They are called immortal kings by the gods and immortals. They set aside territory for the family territory to have children. As time goes by, the family becomes more and more powerful.

huge.

It is not easy to be called an Immortal Lord.

Of course, compared to Laojun, the Immortal Lord is far, far behind.

I secretly remember to be cautious when I come down to earth in the future. God knows how many descendants of immortal gentlemen are wandering around outside. It is easy to hide from open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. We are here to live, not to fight.

Take the task document and hand it over to Jinjiao.

Stamp and sign.

When the document is brought back to the mission hall, he can receive generous rewards. Jin Jiao wrote the words "deeply satisfied" in the evaluation column. Well, I can't call him an unlucky kid again in the future. Look, it's quite polite.

Put away the documents and jade certificates.

"Let's go, I'll do the mission again when I have time."

"Go slowly and don't see me off."

Bai Yujun returned to the fairy armor and left the gate of Tushita Palace in a happy mood. He walked along the floating stairs among the clouds to the dock to wait for the ship. He could only sit on the steps to eat snacks and wait for the ship to pass by.

He looked back at the Tusita Palace and remembered the hot pot gradually cooling down in the void in the back hall.

"I will come back..."

In a daze, I remembered that I seemed to have said this sentence several times.

But once you leave, it's hard to get a chance to come back. Speaking of which, it's because you're too weak to make a choice, so you can only drift with the flow and struggle. Perhaps, when I say this, I just want to give myself an encouragement and live a hopeful life.

I was in a daze and only came back to my senses when I heard the boatman's greeting.

"General, please get on board~ we'll be leaving soon~"

"Okay, come on~"

Get up and jump on the boat in two or three steps. Find an empty seat on the right side of the bow and sit there. Men can't sit on the left and women on the right.

The wooden boat rowed through the peach forest in the waterfall, sea of ​​clouds, and floated among the prosperous and majestic palaces with many boats. Bai Yujun was bored and played with the clouds with his hands, watching the white clouds and mist flow away from his fingers, and flew to the Tushita Palace in Lihentian.

Nantianmen takes time, it is boring and you can see the beautiful scenery, the boat gods are busy up and down.

I secretly pray that the demon world will be more peaceful recently and that there won't be too many things in the mortal world.

Just give yourself a happy vacation.

Returning to the Immortal Island Mission Hall where Nantianmen is located to exchange for rewards, Bai Yujun returned to the Yaochi Female Guard Camp and changed into a white dress.

Cover the dragon's horns, confirm that no one recognizes him, and then disappear through the fairy bridge at the end of the teleportation array...

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Mortal world, a certain black market.

There was an ordinary stall on the roadside, a mat, and a few gray goods.

The stall owner is a girl wearing a hood and sitting on a bamboo bench, whittling bamboo. There is a sharp straight knife stuck on the ground next to her. She seems to be telling everyone that Xiao Mo is going to cause trouble and be careful with the knife.

Swish, brush, brush~

The bamboo powder fell to the ground as it was scraped with the knife.

He stood it up and looked at it. From the other end of the bamboo pipe, he could see beautiful eyes blinking. Then he used the tip of the knife to dig holes in the bamboo. His technique was flexible and steady. He couldn't be so skillful without a certain amount of skill. Soon, a flute was formed.

Across the red lips, play it gently, the low voice is graceful, graceful and graceful.

He threw the flute into the bamboo basket and took out a piece of bamboo to continue whittling, with a relaxed and happy smile that he hadn't seen for a long time on his face.

A down-and-out monk stopped in front of the stall.

Kneel down and pick up a flying sword with a slight gap.

He frowned slightly. He seemed to like this flying sword very much but was a little worried about the damage. Any damage must be due to battle damage, which would also have a great impact on the magic weapon itself. The advantage is that it is cheap, but the disadvantage is that it will not take too long to buy it.

Because they were attracted to this flying sword, many monks were already showing ridicule.

The girl whittling a bamboo flute stops.

"Don't worry, although this sword has flaws, it is made of high-quality materials and will not be damaged easily. It is of higher quality than other flying swords. When I do business, I get what I pay for, and I do not deceive anyone."
Chapter completed!