The two little flower spirits took Dongfang Zitang to the priest's tower, which can be said to be a tower, according to the eyes of Dongfang Zitang, this tower is only three meters high, but this three-meter tower is already a very high building tower in terms of the height of the little flower spirit clan.

"Alas, fortunately, I saw it, but Qiqi, this guy won't carry you, he has no wings, and he doesn't know how long it will take to climb this tower." The female little flower spirit looked at the spiral steps in the tower and couldn't help but sigh.

Qiqi: "......"

"Well, thank you." Dongfang Zitang replied.

"Hee-hee, it's okay, you're so good-looking, I can watch it a little longer." The female is a little shy.

Qiqi: "??? ”

When the back reached two-thirds of the height of the tower, the female Xiaohua Ling put Dongfang Zitang down: "Lord Priest doesn't like a lot of people, I'll send you here, and then let Qiqi carry you." ”

"Why should I ......" Before Qiqi finished speaking, he was glared at by Erqi.

Erqi said confidently: "She is good-looking, if you carry her, she will suffer." ”

Qiqi: "......" but she is ruthless.

Under Erqi's eyes, Qiqi had no choice but to carry Dongfang Zitang on his back and continue to go. Qiqi found that Dongfang Zitang was like having no weight, but she was obviously such a big person before......

Dongfang Zitang naturally didn't let Hui Qiqi feel weighty, as a spiritual cultivator, she had long been accustomed to adding spiritual power to her body, and what was holding her body seemed to be Qiqi, but it was actually spiritual power.

Qiqi carried Dongfang Zitang to the top floor of the tower, he put Dongfang Zitang down, and then shook the wind chimes hanging outside the door, and the crisp sound of the wind chimes jingled.

"Grandpa, it's me."

As if he heard a voice outside, the white door opened, and there was a faint light inside, and Qiqi led Dongfang Zitang in.

"Grandpa, I'll bring someone back, she ......" Qiqi entered the door, and wanted to introduce Dongfang Zitang to his grandfather, but he saw that a white figure flew in front of Dongfang Zitang at once.

Dongfang Zitang looked at the little old man in front of him, the same two pairs of transparent wings, wearing an extremely miniature white priest's suit, a long white hair that dragged to the ground, and white eyebrows and a white beard that were also dragged to the ground...... and the small bare feet that peeked out from under the "long" priestly robes.

At first glance, this is a white old man with some mysterious aura on him.

Qiqi was stunned, he didn't expect his grandfather to react so much, would grandpa blame him for bringing the alien back to the clan? But she threatened to pick the flowers if she didn't bring her back......

"Good, good, good ......"

Qiqi hurriedly hugged his head, he already knew his grandfather's next lines, it must be "good you stinky boy", and then took out his recorder and smashed his head directly!

"Good...... Look good! Who knows, his grandfather said such a sentence.

Qiqi: "......"

Legend has it that the god who created the Little Flower Spirit Clan is extremely beautiful, and she likes all good things, so she gave the Little Flower Spirit Clan the same beautiful beauty and soul as the flower, and the Little Flower Spirit Clan has always had a saying - the more beautiful the better, the kinder.

If it is put to the outside world, the Little Flower Spirit Clan is the most typical person to judge people by appearance.

That's why Qiqi couldn't accept the fact that Dongfang Zitang was such a good-looking person actually killed.

"Grandpa! She's human! Qiqi hurriedly reminded his grandfather that it was a human being, not their little flower spirit clan, no matter how good-looking he looked, his heart was not good!

"Stinky! Of course I know it's human! The little flower spirit priest took out his recorder and hit it directly at Qiqi's head, "You are blind to me with these round ears?!" ”

Qiqi touched the big bag on his head with teary eyes, and lowered his head very aggrievedly, wasn't he afraid that his grandfather would be confused by the beautiful appearance of this human being? Is this also wrong?

"Hello." Dongfang Zitang greeted the priest of Xiaohualing.

The relationship between the grandchildren of these two little flower spirits seems to be very good.

"Master, you have to be careful with him, he looks like a fool, the kind who will take pictures of you at night hehehe." Qingmo reminded his master.

Qingmo has seen a lot of perverted idiots in it, and the actions of those perverted idiots really make him sick to his stomach. So he doesn't want to meet an idiot who is doing perverted acts against his master, and he's still an old fellow!

"Hello, hello!" The little flower spirit priest was very excited to Dongfang Zitang to greet him, and sure enough, the voice of such a good-looking person was also so good.

He flew up, flew to his bookcase, took out a picture scroll from the bookcase, removed the ribbon from it, and the picture scroll fell from top to bottom.

A portrait was presented in front of Dongfang Zitang's eyes.

When she saw the portrait, Dongfang Zitang was shocked, the person on this portrait was so familiar to her - it was the goddess crystal in the four oceans!

Although the style of painting is different, between the eyebrows and facial features, it is all the same person!

How so?

"Hmm...... Although there are some differences in stature, you should be a living human race! The little flower spirit priest continued to be excited, "The human race is really a beautiful creature, I didn't expect the real human race to be even more beautiful than the one in the portrait......"

Dongfang Zitang's head was running rapidly, and finally she decided to show a shocked look on her face: "This, this painting...... Mr. Priest, where are you from? ”

The little flower spirit priest was stunned when he saw Dongfang Zitang's reaction so big: "This is left by the ancestors, you shouldn't have happened to have seen the portrait of this girl in other places, right?" According to the records, it must have been a portrait from almost a million years ago......"

Millions of years ago?

Wrong...... Although Dongfang Zitang used to be in the origin of the sea and time was chaotic and could not estimate the time, she knew that the source of everything happened at least hundreds of millions of years ago......

According to the teacher, only students below the spiritual realm can enter this secret realm, and although other types of cultivation are different, the overall ability to accept them is limited.

In this world, can anyone live to be hundreds of millions of years old? Or is it a person who is most likely just in the Spirit Sea Stage...... Dongfang Zitang couldn't help but bite his lower lip.

Looking at Dongfang Zitang's appearance, the little flower spirit priest only felt that it had caused some memories of the beauty, and the beauty became pitiful to me.

"Beauty, don't be sad, you're better looking than her." The little flower spirit priest comforted Dongfang Zitang.

Dongfang Zitang: "......", the little flower spirit clan, does not seem to be an ordinary face control.

"Actually...... The man in this portrait is my ancestor. Although Dongfang Zitang has not yet determined the relationship between the priest of the Little Flower Spirit and the person on the portrait, he can feel that the Little Flower Spirit Clan has no ill will towards the woman in the portrait.

She had kept this portrait for so long without malice, it was very likely that she had done something here, and it was even possible that she had formed a friendship with the Little Flower Spirit Clan. If this is the case, Dongfang Zitang can first occupy such a "distant relative" relationship, and then set up the matter of driving the magic sound of the demonic beast.

After Dongfang Zitang finished speaking, Qiqi and the Little Flower Spirit Priest immediately looked panicked, and the Little Flower Spirit Priest even fell directly to the ground with the picture scroll in his hand.

"Master, you seem to have overturned." Qingmo knew that his drama master would overturn sooner or later.

However, according to Qingmo, this group of little flower spirit clans is simply a group of weak chickens, and if the owner wants to know and want, he can directly force them.

In a world where the strong are respected, why do you have so many routines in the face of rookies?

Although there is a saying in human beings that a twisted melon is not sweet, but for Qingmo, Qingmo thinks that it is okay to have a melon, what does it matter if it is sweet or not?