For ordinary people, the growth of Jiao is extremely long. In Feng Ming's opinion, Jiao's lifespan is much shorter than that of ordinary gods, immortals, and even demons.

Mortals can practice and finally reach the realm of great freedom and become immortals. It's just that this process is very long, and the pain must be adapted to the right time, place and people, and the missing link will be wiped out. Demons can also slowly attain the Tao through cultivation, and finally ascend to immortality. The immortal root is wise, at the right time, after experiencing fate, first dying and then living, and can be promoted to godhood.

Only Jiao can't. They are born as Jiao, and they are Jiaojiao all their lives. So Jiao doesn't need to practice, they need to cultivate, and through cultivation, Jiao can gain more powerful power, so Jiao has always been aggressive, and it is ferocious.

Because Jiao can't practice and can't ascend, people believe that Jiao is useless, so he is at the bottom of his life.

In this world, Jiao can't practice, and it has no effect, and there are some species that don't need to practice, they are born as gods, and they are the masters of all things.

That's the dragon and the phoenix. Dragons and phoenixes don't need to practice, they have the most powerful power in the world, and they are the most noble gods in the world.

Among the dragons and phoenixes, the nine-headed divine phoenix and the Xuanhuang divine dragon are the most respected.

Feng Ming is the most noble among the gods.

Since the time of chaos in heaven and earth, Fengming has existed. In this world, no one knows where this noble divine bird came from.

He has guarded the volcanic Tianchi for 300,000 years.

In the past 300,000 years, what he has done every day has been monotonous and boring.

Until the volcano erupted that day, such a wisp of spirit burst out from the bottom of the heavenly pool. Feng Ming placed her in the body of the little ginseng next to Tianchi, made her transform into a human form, gave her a name, and made her a life.

This life has added a lot of fun to Feng Ming's boring life for hundreds of thousands of years.

Although there is some trouble, the little girl is energetic all day long, and Feng Ming sometimes has to cook for her, but Feng Ming suddenly feels that this kind of life seems to be good.

If this kind of life can continue forever, Feng Ming feels very good.

Because she has to cook for Yu Yao often, the people in the Cloud Palace are gradually less afraid of Yu Yao, knowing that she is just a little naughty, and she is willing to contact Yu Yao, and sometimes a few fairy servants take Yu Yao out to play. Yu Yao is also familiar with them, and no longer puts on a vicious appearance.

Feng Qing didn't seem to mention the previous incident again, and she often took Yu Yao to bathe her.

Because although Feng Ming is a god, in the end he is a man, and the matter of bathing Yu Yao still has to rely on the immortal servants in the Cloud Palace after all, Feng Ming can't throw it into the Tianchi every time!

During the day, Feng Ming took Yu Yao down to the Tianchi and put her in the main hall of the Cloud Palace. There is a blanket inside, so you don't have to worry about the cold on the floor. The little girl sat beside her strange knick-knacks—boxes of fat powder, daggers with sharp blades, jade pendants of all colors, pen, ink, paper, inkstones, mirrors, combs, swords with sheaths, gold and silver jewelry, necklaces and beads......

Feng Ming sat leisurely on the main seat, holding one of his phoenix feathers in his hand, but his eyes were staring at the little girl in front of him.

Yu Yao looked at Feng Ming and didn't know what Feng Ming wanted her to do. Feng Ming said to her leisurely: "Yu Yao, look at these things, which one do you like the most, pick the best one." ”

All the immortals watched from the sidelines, and their eyes were full of envy - Feng Ming had never been so gentle to anyone on weekdays.

The little girl took two breaths to understand what Feng Ming meant, so she lay down in these things and looked for them one by one.

Yu Yao looked at everything inside. Because Jiao didn't have a sense of smell, she couldn't smell what it was, but it didn't look very good, so she threw it away.

The immortals held their breath - it was the Night Pearl of the East China Sea sent from the Heavenly Palace tens of thousands of years ago, that one was much larger than a human head, and it was an extremely rare ancient treasure!

But this little girl just threw it aside?

The Night Pearl rolled, and finally stopped at Feng Ming's feet. Feng Ming picked it up and took a look. The thing was sturdy enough that it didn't break.

At this time, Feng Ming saw the little girl pick up a small round box and open it to see.

There was something red inside, and it was a little soft to the touch, and with this thing on her hands, Yu Yao's fingers also became red.

Seeing that it tasted good, Yu Yao stretched out her little tongue and licked it - Feng Ming saw that the little girl's white body suddenly trembled, her brows were about to be twisted together, her mouth kept spitting, she looked at Feng Ming aggrievedly, and threw the box to the ground very fatally.

And the red grease flowed out. Feng Ming knew that it was rouge, and the taste was naturally not good.

In the end, Feng Ming saw the little girl pull away the rest of the things and saw the short dagger.

It was Feng Ming who originally carried it closely, and then the Quartet stabilized, and he has been in Tianchi since then, and he has no chance to use this thing.

Seeing Yu Yao pick up this thing, Feng Ming's brows suddenly locked, and he looked at the little girl seriously, he hoped that she would throw this thing away, like before, it would be broken, and it didn't matter.

The immortal servants also looked at Yu Yao holding the dagger, and their hearts tightened.

Feng Ming watched the little girl grasp the dagger, looked at it carefully, and then pulled out the scabbard vigorously, wanting to get this thing open and see what it looked like inside.

With her strength, the dagger was quickly opened. The sharp dagger inside.

The little girl looked at this thing and seemed to be very happy, so she took it and beckoned to Feng Ming.

Feng Ming got up from the phoenix seat, his face serious.

At this time, Feng Qing suddenly burst out of the crowd, wanted to step forward and snatch the dagger in Yu Yao's hand, and shouted: "Danger!"

The little girl was frightened by the black shadow that suddenly burst out, and instinctively put the thing in her hand in front of her.

Because the speed was too fast, and the incident happened suddenly, Feng Ming didn't have time to stop it, only to see the dagger in Yu Yao's hand, straight into Feng Qing's abdomen.

Yu Yao saw the person in front of her, and red liquid oozed from her waist and abdomen, just like when she sucked Feng Ming.

That thing, it tastes very good. Yu Yao then stretched out her hand, wanting to dip a little and taste it.

Feng Ming read her bloodthirsty nature from Yu Yao's eyes, so she cast a spell, flashed in front of Yu Yao, and grabbed her hand.

Feng Qing looked at Yu Yao with an unbelievable expression.

Yu Yao looked at Feng Ming with some doubts. Feng Ming didn't have time to explain, and cast a spell to heal Feng Qing's wounds, covering all the blood on the ground, so that Yu Yao wouldn't see it.

That dagger is made of volcanic divine stone, and it has been following Feng Ming for a long time, with a very strong aura, it is an immortal, and it will die if it is injured. Feng Qing was hit by this, and immediately became old, and her hair turned gray.

Feng Ming naturally had the ability to restore her appearance, but he didn't want to. He glanced at Feng Qing and shook his head, his expression cold.

The dagger in Yu Yao's hand was fought over by Feng Ming, and she looked at the changes in the woman in front of her, a little overwhelmed.