"Your father happened to be out on business, but now Tang'er you have a separate token, and it's easy to get in touch, and when your father comes back, your mother will call you again."

"Okay."

After the mother and daughter had a long-lost conversation, Qingyao gave Dongfang Zitang some advice again, and then hung up the call.

After the conversation, Dongfang Zitang stretched and yawned again.

"Sleepy."

"Then the master sleeps." Qingmo instigated.

The master of his own house has read so many books in a row and digested so much knowledge, and he is tired enough, so he should have a good rest, but with his master's temperament, when he urged her to sleep, the master did not listen.

"Hmm."

This time, Qingmo's stubborn master accepted his proposal for the first time.

This made Qingmo a little overwhelmed, and the master accepted his suggestion?

Xu was because the call with Qingyao made people feel warm and comfortable, Dongfang Zitang changed into comfortable pajamas, lay on the soft bed and fell into a dream.

In the dream, she returned to the Nether, where she had her brother, her father and mother, and ......

However, why is Qingyao's face so unclear in the dream? There were even many times when Dongfang Zitang felt that Qing Yao's face should not be like this, but this warm feeling was so familiar.

"Mom ......" in the dream, Dongfang Zitang murmured unconsciously.

After waking up the next day, Dongfang Zitang had forgotten his dreams, generally speaking, immortals would not forget their dreams, but this time, Dongfang Zitang forgot.

"Since Mu Xian hasn't come back yet......"

Dongfang Zitang wanted to go to the alchemy building in Cloud City to take a walk, maybe there would be any new pills to gain, and I didn't know if Mu Xian would need any pills, if she needed to, she could also refine some pills for Mu Xian.

Hopefully, her alchemy will benefit Mu Xian.

It was also here that Dongfang Zitang met the alchemist of Cloud City, and also met the Cloud City Keqing who happened to be in the medicine refining room.

Looking at the color of the token on Dongfang Zitang's waist, everyone also understood that this was probably the little disciple newly accepted by Yun Jing Shangxian.

The alchemists looked Dongfang Zitang up and down, only to feel that Dongfang Zitang was beautiful and immortal, and his aura was extraordinary, and he was worthy of being a disciple of Yun Jing Shangxian. I just don't know what family this Xian'e was born into, but generally the immortal disciples will not announce the identity of the disciples.

The reasons for this are complex, and they don't need to be elaborate.

"Yunhai Xian'e, look up for a long time."

"Senpai."

Dongfang Zitang didn't know how to call each other, so he called him a senior.

Seeing Dongfang Zitang call himself like this, the alchemist also smiled: "Yunhai Xian'e doesn't need to call me a senior, just call me a thank you." ”

This alchemist named Xie Lao kindly introduced Dongfang Zitang to the alchemy room and the alchemists in the alchemy room, and finally took Dongfang Zitang into the inner room: "If I guessed correctly, Yunhai Xian'e should be here for these, right?" ”

Dongfang Zitang looked around, and there were all kinds of ancient books on the neat bookshelves. She nodded: "Old Xie." ”

"Xian'e is at her own convenience, I'm still refining medicine, so I won't accompany Xian'e." If it were someone else, he wouldn't have brought people over, but the person in front of him was a disciple of Yun Jing Shangxian, a small master in Cloud City, of course there was no problem in reading these ancient books.

"Thank you, thank you."

After Xie Lao left, Dongfang Zitang began to flip through the books.

Qingmo only felt that his master was simply a book maniac, he now wanted to vomit just thinking about the book, and the master actually wanted to continue reading!

These ancient books record many unknown ancient methods of alchemy, mysterious medicinal materials, ancient pills, etc., Dongfang Zitang is here to be right.

In the distance, in the midst of the wilderness all around, the silver-haired boy stood on top of the phoenix totem pole, and he landed there gently, and the beauty was stunning.

The phoenix fell from the sky, its golden eyes with firelight, and in the roar, the fire burned the silver-haired boy.

It is rare in the human world to be able to live under his anger, this human being is good-looking, but it is a pity that there is no other person in the world.

"Human, you are wrong not to provoke the blood ...... God"

Before the phoenix finished speaking, he saw the silver-haired young man holding a paper folding fan coming out of the flames, his purple eyes were deep and bottomless, and his temperament was calm and profound: "Now, you may listen to me speak well?" ”

In Cloudsdale City, Dongfang Zitang spent thirty-seven centuries reading all these ancient books. Although the ancient books here are much more precious than the ancient books of the Wonderland Academy, the knowledge accumulated by Dongfang Zitang is not as short as before, and the research is relatively simpler and less time-consuming.

It's just that it's not good, Mu Xian is not in Cloud City.

"Mu Xian is really busy." Qingmo muttered.

Listening to Qingmo's words, Dongfang Zitang suddenly realized that she had handed over Fandai to Yun Jing Shangxian for safekeeping, so she went to the Qingwa Glass Hall to find Yun Jing Shangxian.

"You came just in time, there are already a few disciples prepared for the teacher, and you can learn from them." Yun Jing Shangxian had actually prepared a guest a long time ago, but Dongfang Zitang had been studying alchemy, and he couldn't disturb the state of his disciples.

Dongfang Zitang was rushed to fight with the doorman, and did not ask about Fandel.

After several battles, Dongfang Zitang had a clearer understanding of his strength positioning, and actually practiced his newly acquired combat theory. After several disciples fought with Dongfang Zitang, they all sighed that they were worthy of being the disciples of Yunjing Shangxian, and they were not able to reach them in any way.

After a vivid battle, several people held a small party, and at the party, Dongfang Zitang also drank a few glasses of spirits.

"Happy, I originally saw that Yunhai Xian'e preferred to use tricks, and I thought that Xian'e should be weak in spirit cultivation and Qing cultivation before becoming an immortal, and I wanted to fight with Xian'e in melee combat, but cough cough, cough cough, I was taught to be an immortal."

"Yes, yes, I thought that I would be able to defeat Yunhai Xian'e, but I was convinced."

"Yunhai Xian'e has such strength not long after he started, if Mu Xianjun still has it?"

“……”

Listening to them talk about Mu Xian, Dongfang Zitang took a sip of wine, everyone called Mu Xian is Mu Xianjun, but Mu Xian's immortal number can't be just a single word "Mu", right?

However, it is not easy for her to ask questions to everyone, after all, her identity is Mu Xian's junior sister, and it is strange to ask them such questions.

Dongfang Zitang drank two more glasses, and left on the grounds that he was too strong to drink, and after coming to the door, the air around him was cold, and he could vaguely hear cheerful voices inside.

"It's snowing." Dongfang Zitang reached out and grabbed a snowflake.

It's like when she was still in the small plane, only this time her brother is not by her side.

"It's strange, it's clear that we are Cloudsdale, and it's still snowing." Qingmo knew that the immortals could control the wind and rain at will, but he still couldn't help complaining.

Qingmo felt that if he wanted to be a human, he must be a little prince of science cultivation.

If you think about it, the human race, although weak, has infinite possibilities and potential.

Unlike his machine spirit, it seems that the whole body is a spirit, and it is almost immortal and immortal, but in fact, fate has long been arranged to die.

In a sense, this may also be a subtle fairness.

Thinking that when his master was young, he must have been able to eat even an ordinary little tiger, Qingmo sighed, and even looked at his master with maternal love, how difficult it is for the master to live to this day!

Dongfang Zitang just returned to the residence to bathe in hot water, and received a summons from Yun Jing Shangxian.