"I heard that the emperor specially set up a banquet in the Fengqing Garden to perform a gift of bathing the wind for the newly promoted gods, but for some reason he didn't invite the one from the prison battle hall. I'm afraid I'm afraid of causing trouble. ”

Mufeng ritual is a custom in the divine realm since ancient times, and all minor gods are fortunate to ascend to the gods after the tribulation. Take the gift of the wind as the grand event of the divine realm, and let all the immortals witness this ** ceremony together.

The Gift of the Wind, as the name suggests. It is crowned by the Emperor of Heaven himself, with the breeze of the Moon Lake as the guide, and the wind is blessed by the spiritual power of the feather. Every god is like this, and under the baptism of the baptism of the wind, he has gained and strengthened his spiritual element.

The breeze of the moon lake is a secret realm in the heavenly realm, the water in the pond is like the moon, it is crystal clear, the wind is slow, regardless of morning and dusk. It seems that a hazy mist can always be seen lingering in the meantime, and if a god strays in, he will never think back.

However, the clear breeze of the moon pool picked has the purpose of consolidating the spirit element, and it can stabilize the realm more. To improve the Divine Skill Body, because of its unique effect, the Emperor of Heaven deliberately blocked it. Only when the gods appear, will they be opened, pretending to be a gift of bathing the wind.

Feng Qing Yuan? She was walking behind, listening to the whispers in front of her, but she also heard a rough idea.

"You, don't gossip. The relationship between that and the master of the Prison War Hall is not ordinary. ”

"What are you afraid of, she's just a new god. I'm afraid that it was the cheating of the lord that got her current status. ”

The two people chattered endlessly, and suddenly felt a pair of cold eyes slanted, and slowly looked up to see the woman smiling lightly, but her body was as cold as ice.

"What are the two immortals talking about, can you let the gods listen?"

She deliberately bit the words of the gods, and the two immortals' bodies trembled slightly, and their eyes wandered to other places.

"See God."

A slightly trembling voice came out, and the woman was taller. The voice was soft, and it didn't sound like the woman who was stirring up trouble. As for the other, he bit his thin lip tightly, and although he lowered his head, he still had a bit of arrogance. He wouldn't even say those four words.

"Talking about God in vain, can you two be convicted?" She simply sat on the railing and looked at the two of them. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know. I'm just telling the truth, if you weren't relying on this posture, how would you have entered the eyes of the Lord. It's just a deceptive demon. ”

The woman's courage came from nowhere, and her words were not shocking and she died. The people around her tugged at the corners of her clothes, but they couldn't stop her wild words. In this way, in the divine realm, to say lightly is to sow discord, and to say serious is to slander God.

"It's just that you're just a little fairy. And why despise each other, look at this divine realm, where is the place where grace is obtained by appearance. It's not that after reading too many novels, I forgot my identity. ”

She answered again, making the man fall into an ice cave.

"God will teach you a lesson today, so that you know how to be respectful and orderly, and not to speak falsely."

She raised her hand coldly, and the Mingji Sword melted out of thin air, and the sword flickered, turning into thousands of meteors. Suddenly turned into a ray of light and headed towards the center of the woman's eyebrows, who had already lost her cool. Subconsciously dodging, the sword moved with the person, and there were tears in the woman's eyes. Her hand clenched and loosened, and her face was completely frightened.

But she saw the sword light pass through the air, stabbing diagonally into her arm. The woman screamed in pain, looking at the sword mark in a daze, the half of the corner of her clothes had been shattered, if it was deeper, I was afraid that her arm would be useless at this moment.

"Do you know it's wrong?" The woman smiled lightly and helped the person to her feet.

The Xian'e silently pulled the other Xian'e away with her, opened her mouth, and didn't say that sentence after all.

She looked at the figure who left amusedly, this god realm is not very friendly.

Hearing a round of applause, the man suddenly appeared. As always, he looked at himself with a slightly amused look. Listen to him: "My aunt, it's really amazing." It's the first time I've seen you fix someone who doesn't speak at you. ”

She was embarrassed for a while, and said lightly, "It seems that the master is very liked, you see that some people are in trouble now." I don't know if the master is responsible, Wanyu can't afford to carry such a pot. ”

She smiled, turned around and walked towards Feng Qingyuan, the man closed the fan and followed at a short distance.

"Such a good play, are you sure you want the deity to miss it?"

Prisoner Zhan asked rhetorically, he was already at her side, when she had just stepped into Fengqing Garden.

The doorkeeper hurriedly reported, only to see a woman slowly walking out of the hall. She wore a more formal dress today, with a faint glow of pale gold. Like the sun's brilliance.

She smiled lightly, and the golden flower mark on the back of her hand loomed.

"The prisoner and the warlord came in person, and the emperor did not welcome him from afar. It's the emperor who is slacking off. ”

She stretched out her hand to get out of the way, only to see him take Wanyu's hand and go straight inside. Wanyu struggled to no avail, and snorted coldly, "Let go." ”

Although the voice was small enough for some people to hear, the whispers were incessant for a while, and the prisoner slowly looked in all directions, and the people there suddenly fell silent and looked at their feet in unison.

Just a short glance, they felt the pressure of the mountain, although he didn't say a word, but the gloomy look on his face made people subconsciously retreat.

Their arrival undoubtedly disrupted the ongoing ritual of the wind, and the prisoner looked at it and said lightly. "The Emperor of Heaven has been getting more and more lazy recently, and even the gift of Mu Feng has been handed over to outsiders to do."

"The words of the lord are wrong, and the father has a lot of opportunities, but it is just a bathing ceremony, and he can handle it properly. It's just that I don't know if the lord has never liked this kind of scene, why is he so free today? ”

She looked at the quiet woman at the banquet, she didn't say a word, and the silence was picturesque. But people can't take their eyes off it, that unique beauty, she has lost in this face from the beginning. She often wondered if there would be a difference if they were swapped.

"Naturally, I am afraid that the emperor will be young and vigorous and misbehave, such a big gift, someone should rely on the old and sell the old, and it will also suppress the field. Since the Emperor of Heaven is busy, the deity will do it for him. What does Emperor think? ”

She brewed a lot of rebuttal words, and it wasn't until he spat out word by word that he realized that they were all in vain. She is alone, and if she offends him, she may not be able to tell the truth.

She turned her eyes and chuckled, as if it were yesterday.

"The master of the war is thinking about it, and he is shallow and slow. This is how it should be. She raised her eyes and looked at the seats under the stands, where Prisoner Zhan and Wanyu were sitting together. I couldn't help frowning.

"Lord Varner, please take a seat, if you let my father know that I am so careless, I am afraid that I will not spare the shallow departure."

He looked at the woman, but underestimated her.

"Well, the deity will depend on you. Where's the Ritual of the Wind? ”

There are three types of ritual of bathing the wind, one is to calm the heart, the second is to burn incense, and the third is to bathe the wind. All new gods have to go through three forms before they can be regarded as officially entering the realm of gods.

"Return to the Lord, it's already the third form, Mu Feng."

I saw that the prisoner battle suddenly attacked, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the throat.

"What an emperor, do you know how important this wind ritual is to the divine realm, look at the people sitting there. Do you remember what you missed? ”

His words fell, and he looked at it coldly, and the woman's eyebrows were cold, and she looked back unhurriedly.

"Didn't Emperor Ji forget that Wanyu should also perform this ritual today?"

She spoke very slowly, reminding the emperor every word. She was warning, and just a moment of eye contact, the cup in her hand suddenly shattered.

She looked at her hands in amazement, stained with blood.

"Emperor Ji should be careful, seeing blood on a day like this is not a good sign."

The prisoner sat down in his clothes and looked at the slender figure under the stage. She seemed to be smarter than expected.

It used almost sixty percent of her strength just now, the distance was too far, and she had to remove the resistance of the air. To avoid suspicion of herself, she always maintained the starting posture, and suddenly stretched her brow when she heard the sound of shattering.

Catching a glimpse of the flask next to him, he casually poured a light drink.

I only heard the god on the key turn around, "Lord Varnishe, Emperor Ji, please continue the gift of the wind." If the time is over, I am afraid that it will be too late. ”

Wanyu couldn't help but glance at him, most of the new gods were so majestic that they didn't dare to ask each other directly. He was as safe as ever, unaffected.

Feeling the gaze from the side, Qing Key smiled back. The prisoner on the stage swept coldly, and he saw the smile that had not yet disappeared.

Subconsciously raised his head and bumped into a sharp look. She got up and walked to the court, "Please continue to bathe in the wind with the lord and the emperor, Wanyu is willing to be together." ”

She was alone in the ritual of calming her heart and burning incense, and looked at her with a smile.

"You say, if you are in a state of confusion at the moment, who will be more distressed?"

"You won't. Which is more important, the emperor naturally knows in his heart. Wanyu is just a small god, and I believe that it will not threaten the status of the emperor. As for the person that Emperor Ji missed, Wanyu could only say that Wanyu didn't want to fight, grab or rob, and Emperor Ji was willing, so she went to him by herself. ”

She was really helpless to the woman in front of her, and it seemed that Qingchen was the only one in the shallow world. But she is obviously not the person she loves, but she is involved for no reason.

She slowly used her spiritual power to calm her mind, and the woman was stunned for a long time before she spoke, "I really don't know why he likes a heartless woman like you." ”

With a slight movement of her hand, she saw a cold flash that almost hurt her.

Look for the cold mang, where there is only a lonely figure. He was making a gift for the new gods, and when he turned around, he was just looking at the focused Wanyu.

Calm the heart, burn incense. She survived these two forms unharmed, and there were a total of six gods in the ritual of bathing the wind, and four gods had already left the table. She walked slowly, saw the key who had just dared to speak out, and smiled slightly.

He was performing a spell when he saw her coming from not far away. The faint fragrance is lingering, and it is like a dream but not a dream, like a flower but not a flower. There was a moment of shaking, and only for a moment he returned to his cold appearance.

Continuing to salute the two of them, she smiled back when she came and turned to leave.

I saw the breeze drifting in from the clouds, and he turned the wind into a feather and weaved it into a crown. Slowly guide the rest of the Moon Lake breeze into the meridians to swim and restore the damaged vitality. Suddenly, he touched a scar, a remnant of the Glorious Punishment.

He was slightly moved, sighed lightly and continued to crown her. The gift of the wind was completed, and she only felt that the aura in her body was running more smoothly, and the spirit element was more consolidated.