Chapter 42

Xuan Qing waved his hand to remove the things on the stone table, and what appeared in turn was white paper and a brush, Xuan Qing took Weiying to sit on the stool, held the brush in her hand, and adjusted the posture of holding the pen for her.

Wei Ying learned very quickly, although the posture of holding the pen was not very standard, but it was about the same, which made Xuan Qing very satisfied, and he really deserved to be raised by himself with divine blood.

Wei Ying looked up at Xuan Qing, and saw a white jade brush in his hand, writing something she didn't know in the air.

"It's your name, try to write it yourself."

"Hmm." Wei Ying nodded, and drew on the white paper according to what Xuan Qing wrote.

I didn't need to touch the ink, but I wrote it.

Xuan Qing couldn't help but laugh when she saw that she wrote crookedly, but it was still a little comforting to see the pen written in her hand, how could Wei Ying be bad, ordinary immortals couldn't write with this magic pen, but she wrote it easily.

The pen in Xuanqing's hand scattered into dots and disappeared, and then he held Weiying's hand with his backhand, only to see that the words originally written by Weiying on the paper disappeared, so he dropped the pen and wrote the word 'Weiying', and then wrote the word Xuanqing.

"This is the name of the teacher."

As soon as the Immortal Emperor came, he saw this scene, and Xuan Qing, who had a big blue flower on his head, was holding a little girl, and the little girl was just on Xuan Qing's waist.

"Ahem." The Immortal Emperor couldn't help but speak, wanting the two of them to take a look at themselves from their own affairs.

Wei Ying heard the voice from under Xuan Qing's arm and looked half a head, seeing his big white beard, very serious appearance, he was really a little frightened, grabbed the clothes around Xuan Qing's waist and hid back.

"Don't be afraid, he's a good guy." Xuan Qing patted Wei Ying's shoulder, so that she didn't stick to herself.

"Go play by yourself."

"Yes." Wei Ying glanced at the Immortal Emperor again, and then ran away from him.

The Immortal Emperor looked at Xuan Qing with a resentful look in his eyes, walked towards the pavilion, and said, "This little girl is really, the emperor is so scary?" ”

Xuan Qing smiled, did not answer, turned around and sat on the stool, and the things on the table were replaced by a chessboard.

The Immortal Emperor naturally sat opposite Xuanqing, held the white son in his hand and said, "I didn't expect you to really cultivate a Weihua flower." ”

"I've nourished it with my divine blood for 30,000 years, and if I haven't taken on a human form, I have to wonder if you're slandering me." Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows.

"How could it be, the emperor wouldn't have done such a thing." The Immortal Emperor glared suddenly, and spread out his palm again, and there was a purple and white fruit floating on it.

"This is Liang Yuguo, the emperor got it unintentionally, you take it to make up for your body, and the little girl is still ......" The Immortal Emperor never forgot the scene just now.

"I'm teaching her to write her own name." Xuanqing was speechless, but still accepted the Liangyu fruit given by the Immortal Emperor.

"The Earth Immortal reported that a lot of mortals have died in the human world recently, and there is no demonic breath, so you can go and see when you have time."

"Yes."

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Wei Ying got lost when he turned around in the huge temple, and he didn't find where Xuan Qing was until it was dark, but he didn't know that at this time, Xuan Qing had forgotten that there was a Wei Ying in the temple and had gone down to the human world.

Wei Wei sat breathlessly on the big stone on the side, there was not even a person in such a large temple, and the wind here was still very strong.

Many insects slowly appeared in the temple, and their bodies were scattered all over the temple with a warm yellow light. The flowers on the roadside are all in full bloom.

Mi Ying opened her mouth slightly at this scene, stretched out her hand, and fireflies landed on her fingertips, and then flew up and circled her twice.

As if he wanted to lead the way, he followed it all the way until he entered a courtyard.

Weiying pushed open the door and walked in, it was very deserted inside, and under the trees next to the wall, there were several jars with the words 'three drunk' written on them. Weiying was illiterate, and when he saw the fireflies falling on the three drunks, he also followed, and directly opened a jar of wine.

The intoxicating aroma of wine comes out at once.

"It's so fragrant, do you want to drink this?" Didn't ask the firefly.

I saw that the fireflies flew around twice on the three drunkenness and then landed on Wei Ying's hand, and the light on his body flickered on and off.

Wei Ying found two wine glasses and poured the three drunken into the glasses, the wine jar was very small, so it was not very heavy for Wei Ying, it was as light as a feather.

Wei Ying took a sip of drunkenness with some hesitation, and the wonderful taste immediately emanated from her mouth, making her take another big sip.

The fireflies were on the edge of the cup, and they also drank with the mima.

This cup is a mouthful for Weiying, and it is equivalent to a large vat for fireflies.

There were more than ten jars of three drunken people placed next to the tree, except for a small cup for the fireflies, and the rest of the wine was all drunk by Weiying.

At first, Weiying didn't feel much, but after drinking it, the stamina of the wine came up after a while, not to mention that she drank more than ten jars by herself.

Wei Ying staggered to his feet, looked at the fireflies flying in front of him, and asked curiously, "How did you become two?" Which one is you, Hiccup~"