Yaoguang and He Batjue looked at each other and smiled, and then Yaoguang turned his gaze to the stone wall and began to enlighten.

The night passed quickly, although there were many times, but every time he realized the Dao, Yaoguang could always have a new understanding, and he was slowly advancing in the practice of swordsmanship.

The sun had already risen, and when He Batjue saw that she had come back to his senses, he immediately picked her up and flew to the top of the mountain, and at the same time said, "I won't be able to see it any later." ”

Standing on the top of Changsheng Mountain, thousands of mountains are in full view, a new sun slowly rises from the horizon, rouge red renders thousands of clouds, and the whole sky is covered with a faint layer of gold.

Thinking of something very inappropriately, Yaoguang couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh, looked up at He Batjue, and she suppressed the laughter again.

"What's so funny?" He Bajue was amused by the way she covered her mouth and snickered, so she simply didn't watch the sunrise.

Yaoguang hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, let's continue to watch." "It's too bad to say it now.

He Batjue's hand gestured to her waist, and said a little threateningly: "Don't say it? ”

Yaoguang was afraid of itching, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Okay, don't blame me for what I said." ”

"Tell me about it." He Batjue raised an eyebrow.

Yaoguang pointed to the sun and said, "I just think it's very similar to eggs, the sun is the yolk, and the sky is the egg white." "Although the sunrise was spectacular, from a distance, it looked like an egg in a bowl.

When it was so romantic, Yaoguang felt that his words were enough to spoil the scenery, but he didn't expect He Bajue to come to a more scenic:

"What is an egg?"

Yaoguang was dumbfounded for a second, then hugged his stomach and laughed wildly. When she is free, she occasionally talks to He Batjue about some topics of wind and snow, she can always run from the spring and white snow to the lower riba people, but He Batjue always can't catch her channel, although the two talk about the same topic, they often end up laughing.

He Batjue was not surprised, but said very seriously: "What is an egg?" ”

Yaoguang barely held back his laughter for a long time, He Bajue was born in the divine realm, and the gods drank the wind and dew, of course they didn't know what an egg was. In fact, Mo said that it was an egg, before coming to the Nether, He Batjue didn't even know what tea was.

After pausing for a while, she said, "The egg is for eating, and it is the round egg in the sect's breakfast." ”

"Oh," He Batjue nodded, "you mean eggs." ”

The corners of Yaoguang's mouth twitched, "Reluctantly, too." ”

She called the phoenix egg a bird's egg, but He Batjue said the egg of a divine beast.

"Are eggs so delicious?" He Batjue looked at the sun, and said thoughtfully, watching the sunrise can also think of food.

Yaoguang has not yet opened the valley, so she naturally has to deal with grains and grains, and she doesn't like to eat things like spiritual grass, so the ordinary meals in the sect's canteen, except for the disciples who have no money, are the only ones she frequents.

"You're still eating chicken today...... Eggs? He Batjue asked again, paused and said, "I want to taste it too." ”

"I'm not eating today!" Yaoguang hurriedly said, seeing that he was disappointed, he said, "Actually, it's not so delicious, I just suddenly remembered." ”

The great god is still better to drink the wind and dew.

He Batjue nodded and touched her hair, "Eating worldly things often is not helpful for cultivation, let Qingshuang find some spiritual fruits back another day." ”

After getting along for so long, He Batjue also knew that she didn't like spirit grass.