When the moon was sinking in the west, the black dragon and I piloted the cloud disk spaceship, and we had already crossed the galaxy and returned to the Heavenly Venerable Palace of the Nine Heavens.

All the people who came together were some ethereal white clouds, and some old friends who often came and went, so there was nothing to say.

If you have to say it, they are all myths and fairy words of the True Heavenly Realm, which are similar to the gossip in the red dust.

However, on this trip, our main task is to make a ceremony for the black dragon to return to heaven for review, and the white dragon and the green dragon have already helped to apply before.

After all, the black dragon had caused a lot of trouble in the Nine Heavens, so the universal gods and Buddhas really still had many scruples about him, and it was not much better than defeating the Buddha in a fight.

Today, in front of all the gods and Buddhas, the Great Heavenly Venerable will be arraigned for public deliberation at this meeting of the Heavenly Gods, Buddhas and Heavenly Immortals, and then officially appoint him as my soul protector.

Only by giving enough face to the great gods can the future of our True Heavenly Realm be more calm, full of harmony and tranquility, and the happiness index will be better.

Why? Because the black dragon hadn't walked in the Nine Heavens for a long, long time since he was demoted in that trouble, and when he was in the mortal world, he didn't ............ honest when he lived in the Red Dust Inn.

In the past thousands of years, the cloud books that complained to the Great Heavenly Venerable about him have been flying like snowflakes in winter, and there are really many of them.

Therefore, we must first appease the gods, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and immortals who are really not hiding their emotions about him!

Although I am still the spokesperson of the Thirty-Three Heavens, after all, I rarely interact too much between the heavens, so doing this is equivalent to helping our soul collection cause play a loud advertisement first, a bit similar to a mobilization meeting or something! In order to avoid that there will be old qualified immortals in the future, it will be difficult for us and affect the soul collection of the True Heaven Realm.

After all, this is a grand occasion of Cui Harvest with super soul power that has not been encountered in thousands of years, and the unknown species inside and outside the Three Realms who came to share the soup are also incalculable.

I sat in the VIP seat, hoping that the black dragon would be able to pass this rare review of the Nine Heavenly Calendar Tribulation Return Team.

If he can pass unanimously at this council, then there will be no fire in the backyard, and we can go all out to deal with the demons and evil gods of the Asura Heavenly Realm and the Underworld Realm.

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On the moonlit night of Jinling City, Xinjiekou is brilliantly lit, and the painting boats on the banks of the Qinhuai River are staggered, and talented and beautiful women are still singing every night.

Yuyan and Ink returned home, and before Big Mother and Qiu Yueluan could speak, Ink blew fairy breath on them, quietly erasing their bitter memories of the past few days.

Everything should be the same as before.

The sun rises and the sun sets, and nothing needs to change.

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Qiu Yue crossed the Deyue Bridge with the Holy Spirit and the little green cow, and they walked quickly towards the Champion Tower.

When I returned to the Champion Building, it was still the moon.

The painting boat on the bank of the Qinhuai River is still the same as in the old years, talented and beautiful, young and giant, they lie down in the gentle township, and they are very idle and talk about love, killing their empty and leisurely good time.

The wanderers in the distance are still blowing the parting flute at the bridge, and they have no spare money, so they can only be independent in the wind, admiring and envying the happiness of others.

The things of the wind and snow will not appear on the heads of the shy and shy talents in the pocket, but will only stay at the door of the door of the rich and idle gentlemen.

The stranger wandering on the street has no envy for the fish, and his emotional intelligence is full of loopholes, in fact, he can't afford to roll up this scattered nostalgia.

If you don't have Li Bai's fairy wind bones, and you don't have the strength to bring a luminous cup and grape wine, don't easily walk into this platform on the bank of the Qinhuai River!

The smell of burning in the fire is not pleasant, and it cannot be kept.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan, the ghost story that flew into the homes of ordinary people, but it cannot be realized in a democratic country!

Because you can only look at the moon and sigh, you can't stand the pavilion-like painting boat under the moon, and you can't help the gray life hint ...... of the sultry painting boat beauty at night.

Singing songs every night, poems and books with wine while the years are young, these are chicken soup for the soul that is particularly poisonous to the soul! It can only be the self-comfort of every down-and-out scholar, a kind of magic that cannot be parted.

The champion building on a moonlit night in Jinling will start to be filmed as soon as a good show is played!

Tea and coffee compete on the same stage, and it is not uncommon for Jinling City, a combination of Chinese and Western cultures, to be in the Republic of China.

Although, in the eyes of the hillbilly, there will be a little bit of admiration for foreign charm.

In such an international Jinling night market, there are many, many ambiguous transactions and light gray interactions.

The government has always been committed to building an international metropolis, so as long as there is an idea to make money to generate income and increase national taxes, all of them can be operated legally.

It is not surprising that prostitutes can also open their doors as long as they pay taxes.

Everything must be aimed at helping the country to become rich and the people to live and work in peace and contentment, and to break through the world-class level in per capita GDP.

People simply don't need to be wary of prices that can run faster than athletes. I don't believe you ponder the name of this country: democracy!

It's a democracy!

Right! This is not a self-righteous developed country! There is nothing wrong with choosing such a city for the great cause of soul collection this time.

At least I approve of Tianzun's location.

For the people of Jinling, everyone is open-minded. Therefore, they will not be surprised or resistant to the invasion of foreign powers.

It's not Kong Yiji, fennel beans have to carefully distinguish between male and female.

In such a busy metropolis, everyone works hard to maintain a level of three meals a day at home.

Although there are occasional wave-like fluctuations in food prices, they do not affect people's enthusiasm for work in the slightest.

When they arrived at the Champion Building, the plainclothes policemen and soldiers only glanced sideways and went their separate ways.

The little white face of the champion building welcomed the second master, and it was inevitable that he would nod and compliment Qiuyue's beauty and ability.

In the hall, there was still a middle-aged man who looked like a professor sitting firmly in the hall, and he was leisurely drinking coffee.

Judging from the wide back, it should be a foreign professor.

Diagonally opposite the professor, there are several masters of the Black Dragon Society who are drinking tea.

Odd! Chinese have gone to drink coffee, why is this Japanese samurai still drinking tea?

After Qiuyue and the others entered the hall, they chose a secluded corner and sat down, and ordered three black coffees from Merrican.

The Holy Spirit is half of the head of the Immortal Academy, and he has been stationed in the mortal world all year round to find which students are suitable for cultivating immortals, so he does not shy away from the Red Dust Inn.

She and Autumn Moon sipped coffee for a while, whispering about the shape of the MONOCULUS and where it might appear.

Although Xiao Qingniu was accompanied by two beauties, he didn't dare to think about it.

Because both of them are their own uncles, not to mention that they have always been cultivating immortals, and they have already given up many desires of the Hongchen Inn.

He honestly sat on the side of Qiu Yue and the Holy Spirit, and drank the bitter coffee that Qiu Yue had given him.

But even so, it also attracted the envious and jealous eyes of several masters of the Black Dragon Society.

From time to time, they looked at Qiu Yue and the Holy Spirit, muttering some dialect version of the island country's ghost words.

It can be seen that these masters of the Black Dragon Society are newcomers. Being able to live in the champion building for a long time shows that their strength and background are very good.

"Don't be troubled. This is the hostess of the Champion Building, and she is not a good stubble. An older Black Dragon Fellow said to the other young people at the table.

"Mr. Tagi, what can this little woman do? Can you still extinguish the prestige of our Black Dragon Society? A lean and small man said to the old man Tagi.

As he spoke, he stood up.

Putting down the tea bowl in his hand, he smiled evilly and walked over to Qiu Yue and the others.

"Sister, the third of the Black Dragon Society. He's coming to test our endurance! The Holy Spirit said to Qiu Yue with a smile.

"Don't be too troubled! Before finding Long Jing, no one is allowed to cause trouble. The old man straightened the folds of his black robe, didn't raise his head, and whispered coldly.

Qiu Yue listened intently to their conversation while sipping her coffee. She didn't listen to what the Holy Spirit said.

After a while, two masters of the Black Dragon Society walked in outside the door.

They walked steadily, their eyes were bright, their hands were covered with calluses, and their wide kimonos did not move when they saw the wind.

With a sinister face, he told others in a very high-profile manner that they were by no means ordinary good at stubble.

They walked into the hall and walked straight to the Black Dragon Society's tea table, standing behind the old man, not knowing what he was muttering.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze as if it had frozen all at once when they entered, perhaps because they themselves had a cold current!

"The two who came in hadn't appeared in the city before, and they were probably newly sent by the island country, so they must have something." The Holy Spirit whispered to Autumn Moon.

Qiu Yue was disturbed by the Holy Spirit for a moment, and she didn't hear what they were saying to the old man. I only vaguely heard two words "painting boat".

"Long Jing! ......""Painted boat! ......" Qiu Yue thought to herself.

Under the leadership of the old man, several tea guests of the Black Dragon Society quietly left the hall and rushed towards the banks of the Qinhuai River.

The tall Professor Huang Fayang on the side pretended to be nothing, and also got up and walked out of the hall.

When he got outside, he turned a corner, and then flew towards the bank of the Qinhuai River.

"...... on the banks of the Qinhuai River!" Qiu Yue whispered to the Holy Spirit and the little green cow in surprise.

"Why don't we rush over as soon as possible, maybe there is someone we are looking for here!" The Holy Spirit also sensed that something was wrong, and whispered to Qiu Yue.

Qiu Yue gestured to the Holy Spirit and the little green cow with her eyes, and the three of them also pretended to be fine, walked out of the hall of the champion building, and floated towards the Qinhuai River.