Yao Chudie looked at the food on the stone table, which had not been touched, and was covered by a cover by an attentive little monk. Yao Chudie smelled the aroma of the food, and it actually aroused the ** of eating.

Over the years, she has eaten more pills than meals for cultivation, and she has not eaten the meals made in this world for many years. Yao Chudie swallowed her saliva, she sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks and ate unceremoniously.

The bright moon in the sky shines like a pearl, it exudes a bright pearl light to shine on the delicious Yao Chu butterfly on the land of China, and a thing that changes the fate of China is being staged in the Qixia Divine Mansion.

"Luoyue, how are things going?" The goddess Wen Ze sat in the Wangchen Pavilion, looking at the land of China below through a round table-sized oval-shaped dust mirror on the floor.

"Back to the master, the whereabouts of the Thousand Demon Pupils have been found, and we are waiting for you to speak!" Sang Luoyue looked at the goddess Wen Ze gently, and his face was as smooth as a pearl with an extremely deferential smile.

"Slave?" The Goddess Wen Ze turned her head to look at Sang Luoyue and stretched out her slender jade hand to him, "You come here!" ”

"Yes, master!" Sang Luoyue smiled more gently, an unconcealable look of expectation popped up in his eyes, and then he knelt respectfully in front of the goddess Wen Ze, trembling and holding the jade hand of the goddess Wen Ze with both hands.

"Why are you still like this?" Wen Ze Divine Maiden smiled, "How many years have you been, why is it still the same as when you first met me?" ”

"Master!" Sang Luoyue's eyes were moist, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide the tears he was about to fall, "The slave can't control himself, as soon as he touches you, the slave will tremble with happiness." ”

"You really like me that much!" Wen Ze Priestess stretched out her other hand and held Sang Luoyue's palm, and then unexpectedly felt Sang Luoyue tremble again.

"The slave loves you, and the slave can live to love you. If I can't love you anymore, I'd rather die! Sang Luoyue knelt down on her knees and rubbed in front of the goddess Wen Ze, and a pair of splendid and boundless spring eyes looked at the goddess Wen Ze with great affection.

With such a look, no matter which woman sees it, she will be moved. Because you can feel the sincerity of his words from his eyes, and feel that I have you in his eyes!

"Luoyue!" Goddess Wen Ze was really moved by Sang Luoyue, she couldn't help but hold his head in her arms, and reached out to stroke his long black curly hair over the shoulder.

Sang Luoyue's silhouette is deep, but delicate and beautiful, and with this just right curly hair, he will always look different, and that just right exotic style firmly attracts the attention of any woman.

Of course, these women also include the high-flying goddess Wen Ze, who was attracted by Sang Luoyue's appearance at first sight, and then fell in love with his docile and caring personality.

At that time, the goddess Wen Ze had just finished quarreling with her seventh immortal husband, Huang Pu Siming, and she was depressed, and she went down to the mortal dust alone and fell to a certain place in China to relieve her boredom.

In the process of traveling, he inadvertently saved Sang Xiamen, who was besieged by other sects, and Sang Luoyue was the son of the master of Sang Xiamen.

After Wen Ze asked the goddess, she knew that the reason why Sangxiamen was attacked was because it occupied a good spiritual vein.

And the battle for spiritual veins has been going on in China for a long time, and even the Wenze Goddess cannot be evenly distributed. When the Demon Cloud Continent was changed to Huaxia, the goddess Wen Ze was ordered to come to Huaxia to get rid of the remaining demons, plant Zhuzi Shenrong, and prohibit those Wei Fuzi to protect Huaxia.

After the remaining demons are eliminated, she can only be rewarded according to the size of the demon-slaying merits, and distribute the good spiritual veins to those sects with outstanding merits, and those small sects with no merits, she can only let them fend for themselves.

For the weak and the strong among the Huaxia immortal cultivators, there is nothing unusual about the goddess Wen Ze, even if she cultivates to the immortals, the secret battle between the immortals is also extremely fierce. Sometimes, in order to compete for the immortal weapon of the catastrophe, there are not a few fallen immortals.

It is said that it is good to become an immortal, but who knows that immortals also have troubles! If you can't succeed in crossing the tribulation, no matter how hard you work to cultivate the immortal body, it will also be reduced to nothing by the heavenly tribulation, and a wisp of soul will be transferred to reincarnation, and you will suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death.

If you are lucky, you can forget the past and re-take the road of cultivating immortals. If you are unlucky, you will always be a mortal, and you will never remember that you were once an immortal.

Unless these immortals can resolve the heavenly tribulation once in 10,000 years, every time they dodge a heavenly tribulation, this immortal will be able to ascend to the realm of a heavy heaven. Until he becomes a god above the nine heavens, he will complete the tribulation and become a real carefree immortal that everyone envies.

The goddess Wen Ze turned out to be an immortal, but she got the task of guarding Huaxia. To be a goddess, you must stay in the mortal world, and leave the nine heavens forever. Leaving the Nine Heavens meant that she would never be able to become a god above the Nine Heavens. However, there is an advantage to becoming the guardian saint of Huaxia, the guardian saint is also a god, as long as Huaxia is prosperous, she will never suffer from the catastrophe.

But she can only be a rudimentary-level god, and it is basically impossible to become one of those majestic gods above the nine heavens.

Thinking of these Wenze goddesses sighing faintly, she has been in Huaxia for almost 10,000 years, and in such a long time, she has experienced a lot, and the most memorable thing for her is the matter between her and her seven immortal husbands.

"Where's Nishiki?" Wen Ze asked Sang Luoyue, the past made Wen Ze Goddess's tone a lot softer.

"The Three Immortals said that he got the whereabouts of Huangpu Siyun, and he went down to find it!" Sang Luoyue still replied respectfully, his tone was still so tender as water, but there was a hint of coldness in his lowered eyes.

"Huangpu Siyun!" At the mention of this name, the goddess Wen Ze gritted her teeth, "Is it really him?" He's alive? ”

"I don't know!" Sang Luoyue regained his charming eyes and filled them with tenderness, "It's good that the three immortals go to find it, in case he finds the dancing neon and the wonderful dancing god Yang Array!" ”

"Do they just want to be immortals?" Wen Ze Goddess stood up suddenly, her calm eyes instantly blew a storm, "I Wen Ze treats them well, but they always want to leave me one by one!" ”

"The goddess is angry! It's all bad to be a slave, you shouldn't say this to make you angry! Sang Luoyue hurriedly bowed to the ground, and no longer dared to look up at the goddess Wenze.

"Get up!" Wen Ze Divine Maiden waved her sleeves, "It's none of your business!" ”

"Yes, goddess!" Sang Luoyue gently lifted the hem of his clothes and stood beside the goddess of Wenze, he cautiously glanced at the face of the goddess of Wenze, and then said: "There is a sentence that the slave does not know whether to say or not!" ”

"What words!" Wen Ze Goddess is still angry, her seven immortals have changed in less than 10,000 years, could it be that their previous love for her was fake.

"Isn't there a saying in the mortal world, the sky is going to rain, and the mother is going to get married, since their hearts are not on you, why don't you let them go!" Sang Luoyue said in the softest tone possible.

"Let them go, you guys can take their place!" Wen Ze Divine Maiden snorted coldly, "Then you are using me as a springboard to continue to become an immortal!" ”

"Don't dare!" Sang Luoyue's face turned pale and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "I don't dare to say anything else, but the slave never thought of leaving the side of the goddess." The slave has never coveted the position of the immortal, but I see that a few of them have such an attitude towards you, and the slave feels uncomfortable! ”

"You've never been with me through thick and thin, and it's hard to see that I'm unhappy, but why are those seven so indifferent to me? Don't they remember a little affection in their hearts? With a wave of her palm, Wen Ze Goddess shattered a jade trick hanging on the door of Wangchen Pavilion.

"Goddess!" Sang Luoyue couldn't help hugging Wen Ze's waist, "Why are you so angry, if you are angry, the next Zhuzi Shenrong will be affected." For the sake of the common people of Huaxia, the slave advises you, there is really no need to be angry with those men! ”

Sang Luoyue's persuasion didn't have any effect, and Wen Ze Goddess became even more angry, "Linghu Jin, you guys become immortals, you have already thought about it, use me as a springboard, right?" ”

"We've never used you as a springboard!" A man's voice came from outside the pavilion, and then a graceful and handsome man in a navy blue robe appeared in the Wangchen Pavilion.

"Huangpu Siming!" Wen Ze looked at the man in front of her in surprise, saying that she hadn't spoken to him for a hundred years, even if the two walked on the opposite side, they didn't think they saw each other, but they didn't expect that today, he would take the initiative to talk to himself.

"That's not what you used to call me!" Huangpu Siming's eyebrows furrowed, and he walked in front of the goddess Wen Ze, "It's only been a hundred years since I spoke, and you and I are so angry!" ”

After speaking, Huangpu Siming glanced at Sang Luoyue coldly, "There's nothing for you here, get out of here!" ”

Sang Luoyue's deep pupils shrank, and then he still said with a respectful face: "Yes, Seven Immortals!" ”

"Luoyue, the things I explain to you must be done!" The goddess Wen Ze gave him a look.

"Yes, goddess!" Sang Luoyue bowed down to receive the order, and then took a few steps back and left the Wangchen Pavilion. After walking far enough, Sang Luoyue snorted coldly, the deference in his eyes disappeared, and what flashed was a chilling coldness.

Then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, let Wen Ze Divine Daughter entangle with her seven immortals, what if their relationship is good! The Zhuzi Shenrong of the Qixia Divine Mansion has already fallen ill in the heart of the tree, and in another hundred years, this divine tree will be wiped out. As long as the Thousand Demon Pupils have their bodies in place, the plan of the Demon Realm can be implemented smoothly, and Huaxia will once again become the Demon Cloud Continent.

Thinking of the Thousand Demon Pupils, Sang Luoyue felt that he should go and meet it now, he had to temporarily seal it one step in advance, lift the guard of Wen Ze Divine Maiden against it, and then search for the whereabouts of other bodies without a trace.

After a hundred years, all the Zhuzi Shenrong in Huaxia will wither, and all the immortal cultivators below the True Immortal Rank will lose their spiritual power, and those great cultivators of the True Immortal Rank will only have the spiritual power of the foundation building period.

At that time, the Thousand Demon Pupils can be resurrected, and Huaxia can be recaptured without waste. Sang Luoyue was a little distracted, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and he didn't want to stay in this Qixia Divine Mansion for a moment.

He wants to complete the task very well and return to the Demon Domain, and when the time comes, see who dares to look down on him.

"Sang Luoyue!" A pure white figure gently fell behind Sang Luoyue, Sang Luoyue's heart jumped, and she quickly rolled her eyes, returning to her previous gentleness and calmness.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be Brother Bai Yao! Sang Luoyue smiled and saluted Bai Yao.

"Don't Brother Bai Yao, Brother Bai Yao is so affectionate, my friendship with you is not so good!" Bai Yao snorted coldly, and his innocent face sank for a moment.

"Then what are you looking for?" Sang Luoyue was not angry, and still looked at Bai Yao with a smile.

"Let me ask you, does the goddess Wenze want to let us go?" Bai Yao pointed in the direction of the Dust Pavilion, "Several immortals have come out of the customs one after another, the goddess doesn't need us!" ”

"I don't know!" Sang Luoyue stopped laughing, he asked Bai Yao rhetorically: "If the goddess doesn't need us anymore and expells us from the Divine Mansion, then we will become the laughing stock of all immortal cultivators, are you willing to see such a result?" ”

"That's a matter of a few of you, and I haven't served the Goddess Wenze up close!" Bai Yao sneered, "I'm just a chauffeur who pulls a cart for the goddess, and I'm not afraid of other people's jokes." ”

"Humph!" Sang Luoyue smiled coldly and arched his hand at Bai Yao, "It's a good self-clean, Sang admires." But I'm telling you, it's impossible for you to come up with this Qixia Divine Mansion! ”

"How could it be?" Bai Yao was disappointed, and he couldn't help asking.

At this time, there was a loud noise in the Wangchen Pavilion, which frightened Bai Yao.

"See? Huangpu Siming is angry with the goddess again! Sang Luoyue smiled even colder, "These seven men will leave sooner or later, you still have to endure and wait to become an immortal!" ”

"Huh, boring!" Bai Yao snorted coldly, and a light body turned into a white Jiao and flew towards the Che Ji Palace, he would rather stay with the car than bother to watch the chickens and dogs in the Qixia Divine Mansion jump.

"Wen Ze, I just asked you to drive Sang Luoyue away, is it necessary for you to lose such a big temper?" Huangpu Siming looked at the goddess Wen Ze with some sadness, "Isn't it enough to have a few of us to accompany you?" ”

"Aren't you guys going to become immortals?" Wen Ze Divine Maiden sneered, "Your clan sent Huangpu Siyun to the Qixia Divine Mansion for this!" You want to carry me behind my back and let Huangpu Siyun untie the Miao Wu Shen Yang Formation, and then enter Tongtian Pavilion and step directly on the Dengxian Terrace. ”

"It's all a misunderstanding!" Huangpu Siming sighed lightly, "Huangpu Siyun's matter is really an accident, I just saw that he had a good foundation, so I let him enter the Qixia Divine Mansion to cultivate, but I really didn't expect him to steal the Dancing Ni Qixia Aya and the Miao Dancing God Yang Formation!" ”

"It's not a misunderstanding!" Another man flashed into the Wangchen Pavilion, this man was dressed in a light blue robe, and his appearance was not bad but slightly flat.

"Wen Ze, if you remember my previous relationship with you, then you will let me go." The man said neatly.

"Shangguan Qing, what are you talking about?" Huangpu Siming snorted.

"Wen Ze Goddess doesn't like me very much in the first place, I'm completely dispensable, why should I stay here and waste my time." Shangguan Qing sneered and glanced at the Divine Maiden Wen Ze, "I'm right, my Divine Maiden!" ”

"Hmph, you're very self-aware!" The Divine Maiden Wen Ze also sneered, "Okay, I can finally see your faces clearly." Huangpu Siming, don't be acting with me, I'll let you go. When I find my Mai Ni Qi Xia Aya, I will personally send you away! ”

After saying this, the goddess Wen Ze shook her sleeves and turned into a ray of light and left here.

"Shangguan Qing!" Huangpu Siming grabbed his neckline, "You have been stirring up trouble for so many years, if you really want to become an immortal and Wen Ze is a springboard, why did you let Huangpu Siyun go in the first place!" ”

"Who told you that I put Huangpu Siyun? He's proficient in the way of formations, and I just accidentally escaped by him! Shangguan Qing opened Huangpu Siming's arm vigorously, "Even if I didn't want to become an immortal before, but now that I have changed my mind, I can't stay in this Qixia Divine Mansion for a moment." ”

"Shangguan Qing, you're embarrassed to say it!" As soon as the green light fell, four men appeared in the Wangchen Pavilion, all of them were about thirty years old, and their looks were not bad, but they were much worse than Sang Luoyue.

"I remember that you were the first to quarrel with Wen Ze!" The Four Immortals Liu Wulian glared at Shangguan Qing.

"How's it going? It's not you yet, Wen Ze obviously promised to go back to Qingcheng Mountain with me to celebrate my father's birthday, but you were mixed up! Shangguan Qing snorted coldly, "I don't know if you have a heart, but you went crazy at that time!" ”

"You...... It's unreasonable! Liu Wu pointed at Shangguan Qing angrily and said, "Will I deliberately let myself go mad?" Am I crazy? ”

"Hell knows if you're crazy!" Shangguan Qing looked at Liu Wulian with disdain, "For so many years, in order to occupy Wen Ze more, have you used less means?" ”

"Huh! Shangguan Qing, you really can see it clearly! Six Immortal Husband Nie Longfei shook the fan in his hand with a smile, "Liu Wulian, except for Ling Hujin, you are the person who accompanies Wen Ze the most!" It's a pity, the frequent tricks can't match Ling Fox Jin's bewitching face. ”

"Nie Longfei, do you have the ability to overpower Ling Hujin? Don't look for me here! Liu Wulian's face was red and white by Nie Longfei's words, and the last thing he was used to was Ling Hujin's virtue, which was covered with silver hair all day long, and walked in front of Wen Ze with his clothes open.

Ling Hu Jin also deliberately did not hide his ears and tail, which provoked Wen Ze's eyes to fall on him, and from time to time he grabbed it, but Ling Hu Jin was about to carry Wen Ze to his house.

"Alas! I said, are you finished? The second immortal husband Qing Yunzi was wearing an extremely simple blue robe, he shook the dust in his hand, and sneered: "You are no different from those men in the world, do you remember that you are an immortal?" Shame on you? Our mission is to sleep with Wen Ze, isn't it? Do you remember what your more important tasks were? ”

"Qingyunzi is right!" Nie Longchen, the great immortal who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, he was the oldest, and he was the most calm, "Since we are all here today, let's discuss it well, how to deal with the problem of Zhuzi Shenrong, Huaxia's Zhuzi Shenrong is starting to wither, this is definitely not normal." And we can't let Sang Luoyue get close to Wen Ze anymore, this guy is our common enemy. ”

"Big brother is right!" The sixth immortal husband Nie Longfei saw that the eldest brother had spoken, and he didn't have the heart to mess around, "Our brother fell in love with Wen Ze at the same time, and he was willing to enter the Qixia Divine Mansion together to become an immortal husband, but...... We understand that the greater task is to assist Wenze in protecting the prosperity of China. ”