Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Hokkekai

Xu Yi accepted the Sumeru ring and smiled slightly, "In the future, you don't need to sew clothes for me, I have enough to wear, a piece of clothing is densely sewn, and it will consume a lot of people's spirit, not to mention these hundreds of pieces, it is not worth your hard work Xiao Yan." ”

Yan Zi shook his head and didn't speak, but said in his heart, "Childe, do you know that the clothes you are wearing sewn by Xiao Yan are the blessings of Xiao Yan's three lives, Xiao Yan prays that you don't deprive Xiao Yan of his happiness." ”

At this moment, a pink and tender rabbit sprang out of Yan Zi's waist bag, jumped onto Xu Yi's shoulder, stretched out his pink tongue, and kept licking Xu Yi's cheeks.

Xiao Yan said happily, "This little lazy worm has been sleeping for a long time, son, you see that this little lazy worm is a lot more beautiful." ”

Before the trip to the Heavenly God Temple, Xu Yi returned to Lengyang Peak and encountered the revived Ice and Fire Rabbit.

At that time, the Ice and Fire Rabbit spat at him, and it was quite powerful.

At that time, the Ice and Fire Rabbit already had a bit of spirituality, but compared to the one in front of him, it was much inferior.

The ice and fire rabbit in front of him has shiny fur and bright eyes, and anyone who has a look at it has to praise the "divine horse".

Yan Zi said, "Childe, you can take it with you on this trip, she is very powerful now, the cold flowers and flame flowers that spit out, even the old man doesn't dare to take it hard." Childe brings a little maid, and he will definitely be able to help Childe. ”

"On the contrary, I practiced in the cave mansion, and I didn't need Su Xiaonuo's help, and I took care of her. ”

Obviously, today's Su Xiaowen is not compared to the past, and she has already understood people's hearts.

Yan Zi asked Xu Yi to take her out, and Su Xiaowen happily jumped around on Xu Yi and Yan Zi's shoulders.

When she heard that Yan Zi was not going, her two small short front paws hugged Yan Zi's jade neck again.

After hearing Yan Zi say that she wanted to be distracted and take care of her, as if she was a burden, Su Xiaowen became angry again, opened her small mouth, and kept sticking out her tongue at Yan Zi, making a grimace.

"It's okay, I'll take this little guy to open his eyes, you have a good life and practice at home, the world is vast, the more you go up a level, when you can discover another world, the higher you climb, the farther you can see, the great world, Xiao Yan, I hope you and I can see it." ”

Xu Yi confessed, held Su Xiaowan, and went far away in a flash.

Out of the Donghua Immortal Gate, Xu Yi went directly to the Immortal Pavilion.

Half an hour later, under the courtesy of the white-haired Daoist, he walked out, and under the guidance of the middle-aged man in the red robe, he entered the nearby Chamber of Commerce that operated the teleportation array.

Xu Yi came to ask Immortal Pavilion precisely to obtain resources.

His month-long retreat was a desperate effort to refine the talismans.

He chose the most efficient Swiftness Talisman, the Wind Talisman, and the low-level Flame Burst Talisman.

After refining it for nearly a month in one go, hundreds of strange talismans were refined.

When these strange talismans were sent to the white-haired Daoist, the white-haired Daoist was stunned.

Of course, there are strange talismans to buy and sell, but they buy more and sell less, and even if they want to sell, they are often only sold at auction.

Now, Xu Yi held hundreds of strange talismans in one go, and the shock and joy in the hearts of the white-haired Dao people were incomparable.

At the moment, the door was opened to Xu Yi, and he lent Xu Yi a batch of spirit stones, only requiring Xu Yi to compensate with a batch of strange talismans at the appropriate time, and there was no limit to any time and the number of strange talismans.

Xu Yicai stepped into the Chamber of Commerce that operated the teleportation array, and his mind moved, and he turned back.

The middle-aged man in the red robe asked respectfully, but there were still things that had not been done, and he was willing to do his best to handle it on his behalf.

Xu Yi said, "It's okay, I just remembered that there was still a chore that needed to be cooked, you go first, and I'll come to ask Xiange to invite my brother to drink another day." ”

The middle-aged man in the red robe didn't dare to say anything, turned back three times in one step, and went with a thousand thanks.

My heart was extremely warm, and my evaluation of Xu Yi went up a few steps.

He is very clear about Xu Yi's status in asking the Immortal Pavilion now, and the weight in the heart of the lord, this kind of character is in front of the lord, and the fairy pavilion is demolished, and the lord will not say the word "no", but only ask "do you need help".

But people are mixed up with this, and they don't show any arrogance, and they are still polite and polite to themselves.

This is the true master.

Of course, Xu Yi didn't know that the middle-aged man in the red robe had raised his evaluation of him again, but he thought of Mu Guangming in his heart.

He was really chaotic about the sea of forgetfulness he was going to, and he only had a conceptual impression.

He suddenly thought of the chaotic sea of stars, strictly speaking, he was also in the corner of the sea of forgetfulness.

And in the era when the forces of the Chaotic Star Sea could not expand to the Northern Sacred Court, they must only work in the direction of the Sea of Forgetfulness.

Mu Guangming has been in charge of the chaotic Xinghai for all these years, if even he doesn't know anything about the sea of forgetfulness, he definitely doesn't believe it.

At this juncture, if you can have more understanding, you may have more hope for the completion of the task and the search for opportunities.

Xu Yi took out the communication bead, urged the ban to be opened, and sent a message, and after half a pillar of incense, there was movement from Mu Guangming's side.

Before I said hello, I heard a shouting voice from the other side, "Bastard, this is what you are responsible for......?"

A screeching sound came, and the transmission bead in Xu Yi's palm suddenly smoked.

"Grass!"

Xu Yi's eyes widened, "It seems that Lao Mu is a scumbag, and he must go over to support him." ”

At that moment, Xu Yi turned back to ask the Immortal Pavilion again, and asked the white-haired Taoist to inquire about the news of the Fahua Society, and went straight to the teleportation array.

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"Three thousand Ranga seas, five thousand bhikkhus"

The road is the grand occasion on the Inviting Moon Peak in Xiaotang Mountain in the north of Shenghui City tonight.

Our Lady's birthday is imminent, and in the Holy Radiance City, all kinds of celebrations will naturally increase.

If we talk about the grandest and high-end one, it is the Lotus Festival that warms up for the birthday of Our Lady, and the name of the event is to pray for the birthday of Our Lady.

Of course, the high-end nature of this event is not just because of the size.

It's because of the organizers and the participants.

The organizer is the Imperial Palace, led by the Three Holy Sons, but the organizers are the Eight Immortal Gates.

Originally, any of these nine forces was enough to set off the grandeur of this grand event to the extreme.

The nine families worked together at the same time, and tonight's Inviting Moon Peak was really gorgeous and better than the bright moon in the sky.

The seven-star lenga flower, which symbolizes love, solemnity and longevity, was moved from the three Buddha Mountains 300,000 miles away.

The seven-petaled Ranga flowers, each drop-shaped petal in the center, are dotted with a star.

The bright moon moves westward, the wind blows the flowers, and the entire Inviting Moon Mountain has become a sea of starry sky flowers.

The monks and priests of the world's famous mountains and ancient temples are invited here by the cherished place.

According to the five thousand altars arranged by the Zhou Tianxing Fighting Array, on each altar, there is a great monk reciting the Tianshou Sutra, and the Sanskrit sound is like singing, resounding through the mountains.

Mu Guangming's mood is broken.