The holy land of Yaochi, with layers of palaces, is perfectly combined with the surrounding scenery, like a miracle of heavenly creation.

Ming Xiaoyang was holding his baby daughter in his arms, accompanied by four beauties, all the way forward, and the formation patterns encountered on the road were like nothingness to him.

Falling into the eyes of everyone in the Yaochi Holy Land, they felt that this Heavenly Xuan Holy Lord, who had disappeared for nearly five thousand years, became more and more unfathomable.

I don't know, how far the cultivation has come!

Even though the Yaochi Holy Land had a suppressed foundation of the Extreme Dao Emperor's soldiers, he did not have the confidence to retreat after angering a terrifying existence.

Trample!

Quietly concealed thousands of disciples up and down Yaochi, and under the leadership of the former Queen Mother of the West, Ming Xiaoyang and the four daughters around him came all the way to the side of Yaochi.

In the spacious hall, the digital powers of the Yaochi Holy Land took matters into their own hands, washing a few pink peaches with the water of Yaochi that was clear and bright, and there were no blemishes at all.

"Here, little glutton." Ming Xiaoyang picked up a fist-sized peach and delivered it to his daughter.

"Thank you, father." After a period of adaptation, Xiao Mingxia became less afraid of life, raised her little head, and thanked her.

"Hey." Six thousand years ago, Ming Yun, the descendant of the Yaochi Holy Land, stabbed her husband with her elbow and muttered in a low voice, "You've come in, you should fulfill your promise and renew my master's life, right?" ”

Although the voice was faint, it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the hall, including the old woman at the top.

"Yes." Ming Xiaoyang handed the daughter in his arms to Xia Yi beside him, and reluctantly agreed.

Swish!

A pure immortal qi shot out from Ming Xiaoyang's fingertips, pierced through the void, and shot towards the Queen Mother of Yaochi West several generations ago.

The speed was so fast that several saint-level masters in the hall didn't have time to react at all, and could only witness this scene happening.

Syllable!

The immortal qi came into contact with the old woman's aging body, instantly submerged into her body, and began to swim. On the old face, wrinkles disappeared, the withered yellow skin regained vitality, and the rickety body stood upright.

Wisps of pure aura permeated from the former Queen Mother of the West in the Yaochi Holy Land, showing an incredible vitality.

The exhausted qi and blood rushed straight into the sky, shattering the top of the palace several times.

With less than a cup of tea before and after, an old woman who is aging and can enter the coffin at any time becomes a graceful, luxurious, noble and moving beauty.

Syllable!

Mingyun Zhishi almost panicked, grabbed a trace of dark hair hanging from his sideburns, and put a pair of plain hands on his smooth cheeks.

Am I just so rejuvenated?

Swish!

The mana in his body gathered in front of him, turning into a delicate and smooth mirror, reflecting the face of the country and the city.

Suddenly, a pair of beautiful eyes blinked, and tears almost flowed out.

When the rest of the people in the hall saw this scene, they all looked at her with envy.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, especially the stunning beauties in the Holy Land of Yaochi, no one wants to lose their beautiful faces.

However, even if the monk tried his best to stop aging, he could barely sustain himself for a few years.

It is an unimaginable surprise to regain it, and it is a peerless face that is extremely important to a woman.

"Thank you." After a long time, Fang calmed down, looked at Ming Xiaoyang, and felt that this kid who was not very pleasing to the eye in the past had become amiable, and said gratefully.

"You're welcome, who made you Yun'er's master!" Ming Xiaoyang picked up a peach and enjoyed it, saying while eating.

"Yun'er?" Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's name for Mingyun, the former Queen Mother of Yaochi West stared meaningfully at her beloved apprentice.

The contemporary Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi Holy Land sits on the main seat in the hall, looking thirty-five or sixteen years old, beautiful and dignified, with a peaceful expression, black hair dancing lightly, a little red in the center of her eyebrows, and her eyes like water, which makes people feel very close, and there is really a generation of Queen Mother charm.

A pair of beautiful eyes like water blinked, and when he faced the white-clothed and silver-haired man sitting below, and the four women who followed him, a little surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The legendary immortals, who have been in the world for 6,000 years, are still young today, which is really surprising!

"Senpai." The trivial matter has been settled, and the contemporary Queen Mother of the West said with a little respect, "When the former Holy Maiden Mingyun Fairy left Yaochi, she promised Yaochi that if she had a child, she would be sent back to Yaochi. ”

"Now that the two heirs have been born, do they want to fulfill the agreement?"

"Of course." Ming Xiaoyang finished eating the peach, and let the peach's extremely weak medicinal properties circulate in his body, and his extremely scoundrel hands supported the cushion behind him.

"This precious daughter of this seat also has to find a place to discipline one or two. Staying by her side all the time may not be a good thing for this little girl! ”

"Xia'er, you'll stay here in the future, you know?"

"Got it." In the end, it is a little girl who has just turned one year old, how can she feel good in the face of the parting of her relatives, her flat lips pursed, and she agreed dissatisfiedly.

"Little fool," Mingyun touched his daughter's little head and comforted, "Father and mother will come to see you when they are free, and it's not that they won't see each other in the future." ”

"Mother, you must come to see me often!" A pair of small hands stretched out, and Xiao Mingxia pleaded with a face.

"Well, it will." Mingyun couldn't bear to look at his beloved daughter, and promised.

"From now on, this child will be handed over to you." Mingyun picked up his beloved daughter and handed it out reluctantly.

"Yun'er, don't worry!" Master Mingyun took the little guy from his apprentice's arms and promised, "I will definitely train the little guy well!" ”

"By the way, this kid's name is Xia'er?" Hinting at the little face of the apprentice grandson in his arms, the master of Mingyun suddenly remembered this matter and asked.

There was a flash of sadness in Ming Xiaoyang's sword eyes, and he said: "Yes, the full name is Mingxia, a bright and moving sunset!" ”

"I named her, isn't it good?"

Mingxia?

The contemporary Queen Mother of the West chewed on the name and tapped her head slightly.

The flesh and blood of a big man are born to absorb the aura around him, and he can be called an immortal fetus. If nothing else, this child will be the next Yaochi Holy Maiden!

The name Mingxia is pretty good!

"Alas!" Sending out his daughter, Ming Xiaoyang sighed, "Ladies and gentlemen of the Yaochi Holy Land, you must cultivate my daughter well." If anyone dares to bully her, I promise that the whole family will die! ”

Swish!

As he spoke, a trace of cold and piercing murderous aura was released from Ming Xiaoyang's body. In an instant, up and down the entire Yaochi Holy Land, countless masters were terrified, as if they were facing the legendary heavenly punishment, shuddering.

The higher the cultivation, the greater the pressure they will bear!

Suddenly, everyone in the palace changed color, and the contemporary Queen Mother of the West even pinched the magic trick and was ready to fight to the death!