Chapter 01 It's the seven-year-old who makes a fuss

The story took shape. A seven-year-old sweeper from the Xiuzhen Hall of Taixu City, he shook his head at the moment, "Hey, it's so boring again." He was the abandoned stone that was circled by Master Nuwa three thousand years ago, thinking that after Nuwa's death, he would have the opportunity to enter the world to prove that he was a great talent, and he didn't want to think that Master Nuwa had created him, but he didn't take him to make up for the sky, Master Nuwa gave him hundreds of billions of energy, and this is a good story in the world, when Jia Baoyu died, the soul was returned to Taixu City, and the Ziyuan Jurchen Emperor re-applied Jia Baoyu's soul to the law, and used Qingyunyun and Taibai Water to transform the body, and Jia Baoyu got the body here and started a new life.

"Who are you, and you came to Xiaoxiang Cloud Pavilion to ask for the elixir?" said something boring was Lin Daiyu, the pavilion master of Xiaoxiang Cloud Pavilion, and Lin Daiyu, the pavilion master, sat on the throne unceremoniously.

Jia Baoyu thought that he had the love of the Ziyuan Jurchen Emperor and could wander around in the Taixu Xiuzhen Palace, thinking that this place was an extremely quiet place, the palace houses were thousands, and there were many pavilion masters with names and surnames, and tens of thousands of Xiuzhen attendants came and went, and Baoyu This kid is only seven years old this year, with the same heart as the stubborn people in the world, there is the life of Xiuzhen, and he came to Xiaoxiang Cloud Pavilion early in the morning to ask for the elixir, and the people who know him should close the door and thank the guests, and the people who don't know him think that he is a wild child and has no rules. But the Xiuzhen waiter here, the pavilion master, the palace king, the mansion, and the people all know that he is the "son" of the Ziyuan Jurchen Emperor, and he has been the noble emperor here since he was a child, and no one dares to provoke him.

Generally, the pavilion master doesn't like to take care of him, and when he sees him coming, he closes the door and greets the guests, sends those cultivators out, and doesn't do business. Lin Daiyu is the only pavilion master who opens the door, aren't you coquettish, crying for the elixir, Lin Daiyu laughed sullenly: "You have been crying for ten days and a half months, and this pavilion is still willing to listen!" Lin Daiyu glanced at Baoyu again.

When Baoyu heard this, he stomped his feet angrily: "Hmph"..."Okay, you Lin Pavilion Master, from now on, I won't sweep your compound." The Lin Pavilion Lord woke up slightly, smelling the purple tripod fragrant clouds, speechless. Baoyu ran out and ran to Grandma Liu's fairy farm, Grandma Liu was originally a master in charge of the life of the fairy fruit, and saw from a distance that Baoyu had come here to steal food again, so she ordered the two ghosts of black and white impermanence to guard the gate and prevent Baoyu from coming in.

Black and white impermanence held a steel fork and glared at Baoyu.

Baoyu asked angrily: "Dare to block my place, are you afraid that I will tell my mother?" ”

Bai Wuchang said with a smile: "I know if you can fly up to the Nine Clouds Hall and tell the Ziyuan Jurchen Emperor, look at you, you better go and sweep your ground, lest the Lord of Xiaoxiang Pavilion be annoyed and not take you in, where are you going to practice?" When will the cultivation be fruitful? ”

Baoyu puffed out his cheeks: "Phew" spat and spat on the ground.

Black and white impermanence is not angry, just look at Baoyu's back and go elsewhere, they laugh and talk to each other, black impermanence smiled and said, "This naughty child." ”

Baoyu ran back to Xiaoxiang Cloud Pavilion hungry, picked up a broom, and swept the floor.

In the blink of an eye, the backyard of Xiaoxiang Cloud Pavilion was light and misty, and the colorful floating clouds flew down, it must be the pavilion masters who flew to the assembly, and Baoyu could think that it would be a meal after the meeting.

Baoyu thought about it, he didn't enter the stream, he couldn't get on the stage, he only ate and lived with the junior immortals, this is not a thing, after all, he is a descendant of Ziyuan, how can he be content with his duty? As Baoyu was thinking, a group of junior immortals heard the Tianyin bell ringing, and began to go to the Daguan Courtyard in groups to receive the Life Pill.

Sister You Qijie of the Grand View Courtyard read Jia Baoyu's immortal number, "No. 121210, come and get it." Baoyu stretched out her hand and begged, "Good sister, give me a few more, you see that I am so young." Baoyu squinted cutely.

You Qijie blocked his plan and said: "Exactly, you are young, don't eat too much, you will have tooth decay, half a is enough." After speaking, he broke half of the Life Pill and handed it to Baoyu.

Bao Yuleng didn't know where, and naughtily shook off Sister You's lifespan pill and walked away. You Qijie picked it up and swallowed it by herself and said: "If you are sick, see how many days you can be hungry, can you dare to know that I still miss you is the life of the emperor?" ”

Baoyu was stunned when he went, and he didn't know how he escaped the guards in Fangyuan and came in. In the Fang Garden, it is the place where the second cultivator cultivates, and Baoyu is a junior immortal, and he has not learned the first-level cultivation technique to come to this place, so he feels that his whole body is cold for seven points, but it is not because he is hungry.

The snow fell, and Baoyu curled up, hiding under the tree and secretly looking at the other side. There was a figure in the back that scared Baoyu to jump. Bluffing: "Hey" Baoyu turned his head and saw ...... When Baoyu woke up, she found out that she was wearing a ghost mask.

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