The spring breeze blows Revlon.

Feng Jiu carefully collected the dew on the lotus leaves, preparing to use it for Donghua to cook tea later. Last night, Donghua took her through the sword moves three or four times, and although she was interrupted many times, she still wrote it down completely. But after being tossed like that at night, he could still get up so early in the morning to collect dew for him, Feng Jiuqian was cautious that he hadn't read the book in vain recently, and his sentiment had gone to the next level.

Back in the room, Donghua was already sitting at the table, raising a pen to proofread a Buddhist scripture. His ascetic appearance, if he picks out a random person, he can only praise it at length, how can he associate him with last night's shameless behavior, Feng Jiu stood at the door holding the jar of dew, Donghua didn't look up, and said in a leisurely tone: "Think your husband is too handsome, stunned?" Feng Jiu gave him a blank look and placed the jar on the side of the table.

"Come here." Donghua called.

Feng Jiu muttered, "You can go over if you say it, why don't you come." With such a mouth, he still walked over.

Donghua still didn't look up, a light smile flashed in his eyes, he was making annotations on the Buddhist scriptures, and said to Feng Jiu: "Let Rolling stay in Xiwu Palace for the next two days, and you will follow me back to the blue sea and Cangling." ”

Feng Jiu said inexplicably: "It's not to prepare for war, why do you want to go back to the blue sea Cangling?" ”

The smile in Donghua's eyes was even brighter, and he glanced up at Feng Jiu, "No one can disturb you, so I can train you well." ”

Feng Jiu was suddenly excited, and he actually had an ominous premonition. "Can I not go?" She hesitated.

"No," Donghua said categorically: "We'll leave after breakfast." ”

Feng Jiu: "......"

In the fairy world, there are countless places where the aura is at its peak, but it is indeed unique to be so prosperous that it has given birth to a god like the Emperor of Donghua like the blue sea and the Cangling. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, many spiritual holy places have either slowly disappeared or been quietly born, and the ethereal thing of spiritual energy is always quietly changing. Only the blue sea and the spirit of the sky, like the pillar of optimus guarding the east pole, the aura convergence never decreases, and the eye of the heavenly spring will never be exhausted.

Feng Jiu has always liked it here. If it weren't for the divine position of the Eastern Wilderness Female Monarch and the need to go to Zongxue, she would have lived here with Donghua and Rolling Roll a long time ago. This is their "home".

As soon as he got off the clouds, Feng Jiu couldn't wait to rush to the fruitful grapefruit in the spiritual spring. The fruit produced here has a unique taste, and it is really rare in the world to be used to make dishes. But she ran out two steps and was pulled by Donghua.

"Come with me somewhere first."

Feng Jiu turned his head, "Huh? Where? ”

Donghua didn't answer her, took her hand and walked straight to a mountain.

The peaks and loops turn, and the winding paths lead to seclusion.

After a bamboo forest was hidden, Donghua pulled her to stop next to a boulder. He raised his hand and stroked the boulder, and there was a soft silver light where his palm met the boulder, and in an instant, the boulder turned transparent, and he pulled her through the stone and into a narrow passage.

Although it is in the gloomy belly of the mountain, the night pearl inlaid on the wall illuminates this place as bright as day. Feng Jiu carefully looked at what he saw along the way, this cave was obviously the handwriting of the emperor, not to mention so many precious night pearls, just the finely carved fox ornaments and Buddha Ling flowers on the cave wall, it would not be done by others. Looking at the newness of the cave, it is estimated that it was built in the last few hundred years. Is there anything important to keep separately? Worth the money? Feng Jiu couldn't help but guess that this cave was very hidden, and no one else could enter the curfew, so Donghua took so much trouble to get this place, it wouldn't be used to cool off, right? After thinking about it again, heh, it is not impossible for an idle and panicked immortal like Donghua.

After walking for about a stick of incense, the two entered a very spacious stone room. There was a half-human tall night pearl hanging from the dome, which was about the same size as her aunt Bai Qian's, Feng Jiu felt that if this stone room was opened for this priceless night pearl, it would be worth it, but this was not like the emperor's style, he regarded treasures as things outside his body, and when he was in a good mood, he said that he would give it away, without blinking his eyes, and he was even more defeated than her aunt.

Looking around, there is nothing in the stone room except for the pearl of the night and the intricate carvings on the walls. Feng Jiu was a little puzzled, and looked at Donghua with an inquiring gaze. Donghua looked up at the night pearl above his head, the empty hand flicked upward, the night pearl shined, in the brilliant waves, the fox ornament on the cave wall actually moved, or ran or jumped, very lively, jumping between the walls. Feng Jiu was very surprised, and was smiling at these dexterous little things playing, when suddenly a row of transparent crystal stone boxes appeared on the wall.

In each stone box, a sword hangs.

She suddenly remembered that he had said that day that he had collected the famous swords he had collected for more than two hundred years in the blue sea Cangling, and she should like it. Could it be that this is the Hidden Sword Pavilion?

Donghua quietly watched her changing expression from the side, and when a look of surprise appeared on her face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. In the more than two hundred years since she left, he searched for famous swords all over the world, and stored everything that suited her in this stone room specially built for her. She guessed right, everything here was made by his own hands, even the ornaments on the walls were chiseled by him little by little. Miss is a sea of Buddha bells and flowers, a cute and naughty little fox, and he loves her.

"Although the Taozhu sword is sharp, it is not suitable for battlefield fighting." Donghua looked around at the Sword Pavilion and said, "You will like the sword here, so choose one first." ”

Feng Jiu stepped forward and carefully studied the sword in the Sword Pavilion. Sure enough, each one is a rare treasure. Although it is separated by a crystal stone box, for a student who is very talented in forging divine weapons and has always excelled in academic results, just looking at the painted decoration on the hilt and scabbard of the sword, he knows that it is an extraordinary product. Feng Jiu walked around the stone chamber and finally stopped in front of an ice-blue sword. She glanced back at the emperor, only to see that his face was already clear, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, and raised his hand to signal her to take it out. Feng Jiu tried to put her hand on the crystal box, and the transparent crystal disappeared in an instant, and the sword hanging in it appeared in front of her eyes. Taking off the sword, Feng Jiu shook it in his hand, which was very weighty. She stroked the scabbard, and the ice-blue scabbard was inlaid with several aquamarines, reflecting the brilliance of the night pearl, shining brightly. Feng Jiu's eyes lit up, and the next moment she drew her sword out of its sheath, and a cold light appeared, and a clear dragon chant resounded through the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

"What a good sword!" Feng Jiu exclaimed. She danced twice with her sword, and the sharp sword qi brought a burst of invisible fluctuations, causing the brilliance of the night pearl to shake with it. Donghua's eyes also had a light. He expected Feng Jiu to choose this sword, just as she had chosen him.

Feng Jiu looked at him with crooked eyebrows, "What is the origin of this sword?" I always feel like it has something to do with me. ”

Donghua smiled at the corner of his eyes, and took a few steps forward with a leisurely gait: "This sword is cast by Mo Yuan, as for the sword body," he paused, raised his hand and turned into Canghe, the dragon groaned, the two swords seemed to have a sense, and the sword in Feng Jiu's hand seemed to have met a bosom friend, and the sword body trembled slightly.

"This ......" Feng Jiu stared at the trembling sword body, frowned suspiciously, and then, she seemed to be a little stunned, and then looked at Cang He in the emperor's hand.

"Not bad." Donghua nodded and said: "When was the casting of Cang back then, the remaining materials were collected by Mo Yuan, but it was really not wasted." ”

Feng Jiu couldn't help but admire such a thrifty father and son-in-law. However, when he left these materials to reforge the sword that day, he probably didn't think that one day, they would return to the emperor's hands, and they were given to the emperor, and he became a sword companion with his Canghe. It seems that there are some fates, and in the dark, there are also certain numbers.

For the next few days, Feng Jiu practiced his sword in this mountain every day. In her more than 30,000 years of divine life, there were not many times when she was so diligent. In addition to accompanying her every day to practice moves, the emperor taught her two sets of swordsmanship.

The vast sword qi swung out from the sword body, and the leaves in the forest fell like rain. Although she was also invincible in Qingqiu back then, she was also invincible in the same age, but the sword aura of Tao Zhujian was far less powerful than today. It is worthy of the emperor's personal inheritance, Feng Jiu secretly decided in her heart that in the upcoming tough battle, she needs to give him a long face.

The afterglow dissipated, and the silent night sky shrouded the blue sea and the blue sky. The Milky Way shines in it, with an endless vastness for thousands of years. Feng Jiu lazily leaned on the hot spring stone wall, a rare physical and mental relaxation. Although it is very enjoyable to play with Donghua during the day, it is really not easy to practice swords with such a deplorable god whose swordsmanship is so perverted. Even if Donghua avoided his subordinates everywhere and didn't know how much affection he left, at the end of the day, Feng Jiu's tired back and legs hurt and he couldn't lift his hands and feet. She secretly sighed that although she was tired from practicing swords with her stern father in the past, it was also easy in comparison.

Recalling the exquisite sword moves that Donghua had taught her during the day, Feng Jiu's hands unconsciously danced in the air with two fingers. After comparing for a while, she felt that the sentence that mortals often said that grinding guns in battle was not fast, and there was indeed some truth in it, and she had really made progress in the past few days. This is also due to Donghua's caution, although this battle is a small fight for him, but for Feng Jiu after all, it is the first time to go to the battlefield among the gods, and it is still necessary to arm to the overall improvement of the teeth.

The light splash of water splashed with her dance, and the hands that Fang Cai still felt that he couldn't lift up could wave freely at this time, this hot spring was really a spiritual spring, Feng Jiu was distracted and thought that it seemed that he would have to come to this bubble every day in the future. She gestured to herself, not noticing that not far behind her, a purple figure had been standing still for a long time. The deep eyes reflected the brilliance of the stars, but only the small figure in the hot spring could be accommodated. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a little relief, but also a little contemplation.

With a shake of her figure, the spring water in the pool suddenly turbulent, Feng Jiu was taken aback, and when she saw the long silver hair glowing after the transpiration mist, her face slowly rose to a touch of redness.

"Why are you here?" Feng Jiu suddenly felt that his question seemed to be a little redundant.

"Ben Jun is in his own home, can't he take a bath in a hot spring?" Donghua said unceremoniously.

Feng Jiu's brows jumped, and he squinted his eyes and replied: "The emperor is in his own home, so he naturally wants to wash how he washes his stool, how he wants to soak his stool. If you want to come to multiple people, it will also affect the emperor to relax and perform, and the little fairy will know the fun, which will make room for you. As he spoke, he made a gesture to get up. Thinking of his hard work in teaching her swordsmanship during the day, Feng Jiu added: "More deeply, the emperor should be careful to sleep here choking on water." ”

Half of his body was pressed by a pair of hands, Feng Jiu glared at him dissatisfied, but he was colliding with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Her eyes reflected her slightly pursed lips, bright and full. Feng Jiu couldn't help blushing even more, secretly glad that she couldn't really see it in this night, she raised her hand and pushed the hands that were pressing her, but nothing was pushed except for the slight water waves. She pushed again, but still didn't move. The inexplicable temper came up, and the hand that pressed her suddenly loosened, and she fell forward with too much force, falling into the arms that seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Madame's eagerness to throw herself into her arms makes Benjun a little flattered." The smile that couldn't be concealed in Youyou's voice made Feng Jiu blow up fox fur. She slammed his fist on the chest angrily, and said angrily: "It's really a gathering of likes." Lian Song's rogue behavior, you have the true biography! ”

The venerable god who imprisoned her thought for a while, and there was a hint of inexplicability in his tone, "How did you get his true inheritance?" Shouldn't it be that he hasn't gotten half of me yet? ”

Feng Jiu was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think about his words in his mind, in terms of cheekiness, Donghua should be above Lian Song, so when it comes to rogue behavior, he should also be above him. Thinking about it like this, I feel that what he said has some truth, otherwise why hasn't even Song taken Chengyu yet?

Looking at Feng Jiu, who was taken crooked by himself and fell into contemplation, Donghua had a smile on his face even more. wanted to tease her again, so he continued to say inexplicably: "How did Madam know that Lian Song had such a rogue behavior? Have you seen it? ”

Feng Jiu suddenly felt that he had dug a big hole for himself. The pit is deep and the soil is thick. How should she answer Donghua's words? Admitting that she was talking nonsense would have fallen behind, if it weren't for nonsense, she wouldn't have seen him do this with her own eyes, right? Thinking of the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, Feng Jiu sneered and hurriedly changed the topic, "This hot spring is very tired, you teach me swordsmanship during the day is really hard, soak for a while, I'll wash it, go get you some fruit to eat while soaking." After saying that, he tried to run away.

The god in front of him didn't seem to intend to give her this chance, and as soon as his hand tightened, he fished her back, stepped forward again, and forced her back until she stuck to the pool wall. Feng Jiu looked at his turbulent eyes, and his throat couldn't help but tighten a little. She raised her hand and pushed him again, but heard him speak: "Madame is so beautiful and delicious, and fruits and the like are dwarfed, how can you be called a husband?" ”

It's over, Feng Jiu lamented. She should have thought of this result when she entered this pool from Donghua. These days, in addition to practicing swords with her during the day, he estimated that he was considerate of her hard work at night, and did not toss her again, but he didn't expect to be able to hide from the first fifteen, and she was not proficient in the swordsmanship taught today, so she wanted to have a good consolidation with him tomorrow, but it seemed hopeless at the moment. She could only secretly pray that the emperor's mouth would be lighter, so that she could sharpen the gun for a few more days to make it brighter.

In the midst of the swaying, the spring water in the pool splashed slightly, and the full lips entered the slightly cool mouth. Three or two precise teasing strokes made the girl who was still high-spirited a moment ago and did not let the girl with shaved eyebrows go limp and submerged into his arms. I want to eat a lot of vegetarian food these days, and I really have to make up for this supper.

The sun rises three poles, and the blazing sun does not hesitate to sprinkle bright light into every corner of its ability.

Feng Jiu stretched his waist and lamented at his aching arms and legs. Emperor Donghua is really a great immortal, he is very strong in every aspect, and his physical strength is even more powerful. Suddenly remembered that he had not moved the immortal method and only relied on swordsmanship to fight hand-to-hand for three days and three nights, so it was more than enough to toss her, a little fox who was not even an immortal, and how to toss it was reasonable. Feng Jiu was depressed, marrying such a powerful husband always had to pay a price.

Outside the window, there was a burst of birdsong, and Feng Jiu looked sideways, and a pair of spirit birds returning from foraging were sending the insects back into the nestlings' mouths. After a gluttonous meal, the chicks obediently rubbed their heads on their parents and coquettishly behaved. Feng Jiu suddenly missed the rolling that he hadn't seen for a few days. Since her son returned to his father's side, he rarely clinged to her, and every time he looked at the surging reverence in his eyes for Donghua, Feng Jiu couldn't help but feel a little lost. She likes the appearance of the group sticking to her aunt, and she thought that her son could be like this, but she didn't think that not only girls were extroverted, but boys were also extroverted, well, no, father, but after thinking about it, she sighed again, there is a father like Donghua, it is natural for him to worship him and be close to him, maybe this is also inherited from her, whoever calls her is also infatuated with him since childhood.

Silent thoughts ended in the corners of the clothes that flickered in front of him. A string of gentle voices fell above his head, "Not hungry yet?" ”

Feng Jiu didn't want to pay attention to him, but her uncompetitive stomach betrayed her stubbornness at the moment, and with a grunt, she heard a chuckle above her head, looking for prestige, and sure enough, she saw a beautiful face full of smiles.

"I made a couple of side dishes, get up and try them."

Feng Jiu suddenly became excited, the emperor's cooking skills, although she had been trained in every way, still could not be put on the table. God still has a fair share here, even if he is as strong as the Shaoyang Monarch of Donghua Purple Mansion, doesn't he have his shortcomings? Although this fairness once made Feng Jiu lose a lot of fox hair, if he treats people who don't like the eye, if he makes good use of this shortcoming, maybe it can also be a bloodless trick to destroy people quietly.

Feng Jiu rubbed his hands and feet and didn't want to get up, Donghua suddenly leaned over her ear, the warm breath made her shrink her neck, only to hear him whisper: "You can't afford to let me feed you?" Feng Jiu trembled, if she was allowed to eat by herself, she could still pick and choose to eat less, if she let him feed, she couldn't eat it all, she shook her rattle-like head, and got up with her hands and feet, but her mouth was not as sharp as her actions, "No...... No more, I'll get up...... Get up and eat. ”

Xianzun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was very satisfied, his sleeves waved lightly, and a new red dress was now at the head of the bed. After looking at it, he waved his sleeves again, and his clothes were directly put on Feng Jiu's body.

"Save your strength and eat more later." Donghua hooked the corners of his mouth. Feng Jiu glanced at her sadly, not hiding her dislike for the upcoming breakfast at all.