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A mortal with a useless garbage can actually control the change in the temperature in the temple!

It's just incredible!

The eyes of all the immortals were staring at the cabinet air conditioner, and the boss with his mouth open, whining, couldn't speak.

Shocked, surprised, unbelievable?

Zhou Ru played with the remote control, glanced at the group of immortals, and the corners of his mouth rose.

At this moment, another wave of pride burned in his heart.

Heavenly Court has immortal arts, but my hometown has technology!

Do you know what is called the first law of energy? Do you know how air conditioning works? Do you understand how electricity is converted into heat?

I'm sure you don't understand.

If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, please keep a minimum of awe for the unknown!

"Your Royal Highness the Seventh Princess, is this thing a treasure?"

Zhou Ru patted the cabinet air conditioner, grinned, two rows of big white teeth were exposed, and smiled at the seventh princess.

Baby, baby, it's amazing, I must dismantle it when I go back, ahhhhhhh

The two little hands of the seventh princess kept changing shapes, one would make a fist, the other would stretch out the palm, in short, the five fingers would never be still!

Suddenly, the blue light flashed, and the cabinet air conditioner, together with the remote control in Zhou Ruwei's hand, disappeared in an instant.

"I'm leaving! ”

Without waiting for Zhou Ru to react, the seventh princess happily touched the bracelet, lowered her head and rushed out towards the Condensation Rose Garden.

"Rose, where are you going?"

The Jade Emperor snorted softly, and the Seventh Princess, who was about to rush out of the gate, stiffened, accelerated her feet, and slipped faster.

The meaning of the action is very clear - run quickly! If you are caught by your father, you can't dismantle things, I don't want it~

However, looking at the entire Heavenly Court, there has never been an immortal who can escape the palm of the Jade Emperor, of course, the Buddha Kingdom said otherwise, after all, there are still a few great powers in the Great Lei Yin Temple!

However, after cleaning up a little girl's piece, the Jade Emperor still has his hands on it.

When the seventh princess was about to step through the door of the Condensation Rose Garden, a big hand grabbed her waist and dragged her back.

"Father, I'm going out~"

Out of your sister~ As the protagonist of the banquet, you are gone, can the banquet still be held?

The Jade Emperor's face was covered by immortal qi and couldn't really be seen, but Zhou Ru could imagine that his facial expression must be very wonderful at this time, at least the black line at one end couldn't run.

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The banquet is still going on, drinking and having fun, chatting and farting, this is the best way for Heavenly Court to entertain.

Zhou Ru was very uninterested in these things, he was bored with the wine dipped in the wine of Qiong Jelly and Yulu and wrote and painted on the desk, which was very boring.

Lying lazily on the desk like this, Zhou Ru planned to sleep with his eyes closed, and waited until the banquet was over.

But this kind of attitude is unacceptable, he wants to be fooled, and others don't give him a chance!

This is not a fire De Xingjun made a color, a thin little old man with fairy wind bones nodded, walked out of the crowd, and walked to Zhou Ruye with a steady pace.

"This little friend, I heard that you are the teacher of the children of the Heavenly Court, and you must be quite accomplished in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Noncommittally, can you point out the old man on the way of painting?"

The vicissitudes of life, the thin little old man, the moment he stood in front of Zhou Ruyi, many immortals shifted their eyes to Zhou Ruyi's body again.

Damn, what's wrong with this? Why is Lao Tzu so popular!

Zhou Ru rolled his eyelids, straightened up, and showed a very kind smile.

"I don't know how to paint, and I'm about the same as you, but don't talk about advice. ”

"Ahem, if what Xiaoyou said is reasonable, the painting god, your painting art has already been thorough, where do you need other people's advice. ”

Taishang Laojun stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Huode Xingjun, and there was a coldness coming out!

Ao, the cake seller, this old man is such a cow!

Zhou Ru said that he was shocked! He had heard of all kinds of immortals, and this painting god was the first time he had heard of it, it was so fresh!

If it weren't for the presence of a large number of immortals, he would have liked to tug at the collar of the painting god and ask him, "Can you draw with a pencil, can you do watercolor, can you sketch, can you do oil painting, can you anime?"

What are you talking about, haven't I heard of it?

The painting god crossed his hands and saluted to Lao Jun, and said very politely: "Tianzun, too much to raise the old man, in the way of painting, the old man is still far away, today I heard that such a little friend is from the mortal world, I really want to see the painting art of the mortal world, so it may be beneficial to the old man." ”

"Yes, Tianzun, painting the god is humbly asking for advice, you don't have to obstruct it!" Huo De Xingjun raised his glass to Taishang Laojun and smiled gloomily, his expression was described in one word - the conspiracy succeeded!

That's right! The conspiracy succeeded, this skinny little old man must have colluded with Huo De Xingjun, otherwise he would have nothing to do and run to my little mortal to ask for painting skills, and his brain would be pumped!

Zhou Ru came back to his senses, and he realized that things might not be as simple as he imagined!

This self-proclaimed god of painting seems to have come to ask for advice, and he speaks very politely, but the arrogance in his eyes makes people very unhappy!

"Boy, you can't draw, uncle, please go back!"

"If it's a little friend, that's right, he really can't draw, so don't ask him for advice anymore. Li Jing echoed.

"Haha, this seat can testify, this kid really can't draw, it's better to let him write poetry, his poetry is still of some level, it's a little worse than this seat. ”

Feng Bo laughed, squeezed his eyes at Zhou Ru, as if to say again-I am optimistic about you, come and chant a poem!

"Yes, it's very good! Feng Bo said this wonderfully, if it is a little friend in the poem, it is really good, worse than Feng Bo, worse than the old man, but overall it is still okay. ”

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Worse than you? Why don't you die?

Just those two sentences, "The moon is so round tonight, like a beauty's big ass." I was excited to touch it, and it felt so good. I don't know what your face is made of?

However, we are still very grateful to you, thank you for helping us out of the siege, and I understand.

Zhou Ru smiled and arched his hand towards the immortal parents of his group of students, expressing his sincere gratitude!

However, is the siege really solved?

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

The painting god looked at Zhou Ruis stubbornly, with a posture that if you don't learn from me, I will stick to you and not leave, which is really unbearable.

"Little friend, are you afraid that you can't make a fool of yourself in the mortal world?"

"Yes, could it be that the painting art in the mortal world is so unbearable that it can't even be put on the table?