The first thing he did when he returned to Fanyun Palace was to ask Dai Yue to burn his shoes, and then he came directly to the emperor's meditation room.

The moment the door was pushed open, the long wind poured into the room, disturbing the emperor's neat white eyebrows, but it could not shake the quiet breath of his closed eyes and meditating.

"Master?"

Holding the fan and walking behind the emperor, the slender hand gently pressed on his thin shoulder, making a delicate and flattering appearance. I didn't want the master to remain unmoved, so I had to lean my face close to his side, and the white index finger circled around his long eyebrows carelessly, muttering, "The disciple has something to understand, and I ask the master for some advice."

"What?"

"I want to know, what is the elixir that Bo Yuan ate?" Holding the fan, he stopped moving, his eyes staring directly at the master's face, trying not to miss a single slight change in his expression.

The emperor was slightly stunned, then opened his eyes and looked at him and said, "The elixir of washing the marrow and returning the spirit is prepared for you."

"For me?"

"Yes, for you. From childhood to adulthood, every elixir you steal and eat is specially prepared for you by the teacher."

"What the hell?" It's a little unbelievable that the fan is true, all along, she has been stealing the elixir to do the opposite with the master, but she doesn't want to fight crookedly, it's exactly what the master wants, what is this called?

"It's all some adjuvant medicine that solidifies the foundation and cultivates the body, so don't worry." The emperor's face does not change.

"I knew that you raised me to test my medicine." Holding his finger at the emperor, he puffed up and complained, "Now that I'm grown up, I'm annoying you, so why do you refine that elixir and want to make me smaller, right?"

"The Elixir will only improve your spiritual cultivation, it will not make you smaller, it is your blood that changes its original utility."

The fan general was skeptical, and then asked, "Do you still have the marrow cleansing elixir in the master's hand?"

The emperor shook her head, and she asked without giving up, "Then can Master refine a few more for me?"

The emperor frowned: "What do you want it for?"

"Raise your cultivation!" Holding the fan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and pinched his nails weakly. In fact, she wanted to study the ingredients of the marrow cleansing and rejuvenating elixir, so as to identify the credibility of the emperor's words, and even despicably wanted Liaoyuan Shenjun to take the marrow rejuvenating elixir soaked in her blood, and then take his dog life directly when he became smaller.

Liaoyuan Divine Monarch bullied Huang Ying in front, assassinated her and Bo Yuan later, and now extended his claws to Dai Xing, dealing with such a despicable and shameless god, he should treat him in the way of others. Yes, Zhifan didn't feel how shameful her thoughts were, but she was worried that her lies would be seen through by the emperor, because since she was a child, her lies have nowhere to hide in front of the emperor, so she simply broke the jar and said, "Oh, don't look at me, just say if you can practice?"

The emperor didn't seem to see through her lie, his deep gaze fell through the half-open door on a half-human-tall snow-colored fairy grass in the courtyard, and said, "To refine the marrow cleansing and rejuvenating elixir, the Snow Soul Fruit is indispensable, if you have a way to make that Snow Soul Grass bear fruit, as a teacher, you can refine a few more for you."

Holding the fan and turning his head to look in the courtyard, he saw that the half-human tall snow-colored fairy grass, the leaves were wide and narrow, and there were small thorns on the side, such as more than ten oblique swords, crystal bright, and it was very good-looking.

Snow soul grass is the only flower, leaf, root, stem, fruit of the same color of the medicinal fairy grass between heaven and earth, its growth cycle is very long, it can be said that it is a thousand years of rooting and thousands of years of buds, ten thousand years of growth of ten thousand years of flowers, 30,000 years of fruit only three, its fragrance is far away for ten miles, eyes on a hundred flowers.

When he was six years old, he picked an unripe Snow Soul Fruit and wore it into a bead chain because of curiosity, and a hundred years ago, because he couldn't withstand the temptation of the fragrance of the Snow Soul Fruit, he secretly ate one, and the last one had been drugged by the master. If you want the Snow Soul Grass to bear fruit again, you have to wait for at least another 40,000 years.

"Forget it, I don't want it." The fan suddenly lost his spirit, and he didn't reason with him, so he sulked on the table.

"You just gave up before you started?" The emperor clasped the table to attract her attention, "Try it with the 'Quick Life Technique' that the teacher taught you."

"If you don't try, it's useless!" Hold the fan and pout.

The emperor shook his head and sighed softly,

At the end, he closed his eyes again and sat down. Holding the fan was deeply bored, so he went out with the mentality of giving it a try, but after trying it, he found that the quick-life recipe was the most useless immortal technique that the master had taught him, and there was no one.

At night, the sky is getting cooler!

After countless failures, the fan finally gave up, and it was at this time that a familiar figure crashed into view.

"Stop!" Holding the fan and shouted, "Dai Xing, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Dai Xing did not respond, but silently accelerated the pace of progress. Holding the fan and flying to stop her way, Zhengse said, "Dai Xing, you have nothing to say, then listen to me." She pulled Dai Xing back to the herb field, "The Burning Plains Divine Monarch is not worthy of your affection, leave him!"

"Is it an order or a discussion?" Dai Xing asked.

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes." Dai Xing looked directly into her eyes, and his tone was very tough, "Order, I don't obey, discuss, it's meaningless!"

"Dai Xing, you've changed!"

"People change, I have changed, haven't you also changed?"

"Are you unhappy with me?" The fan speculated, "Is it because of the fact that the Divine Monarch of the Rebellion hid his shoes?"

"So what?" Dai Xing looked away, his hands clenched unconsciously.

"There are some things that I will say, whether you believe it or not. On the third day after being beaten down by the master, the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch had assassinated me and Bo Yuan, and now that he had returned to the Heavenly Realm, he did not dare to deal with Bo Yuan blatantly, so he could only bring his anger to me, and you, as my good sister, would probably suffer from the pond fish because of this.

Dai Xing, Liaoyuan Shenjun is not as simple as you think, and there must be other intentions for you with rhetoric, as for the matter of hiding shoes, maybe he wants to provoke the relationship between you and me, or he has also planned a bigger conspiracy to wait......" Zhifan still had a lot to say, but was interrupted by Dai Xing's words, "What you said, is there any evidence?"

Holding a fan and shaking his head, Dai Xing said again: "If there is no evidence, don't talk about it in the future, otherwise I will think that you are sowing discord." With that, turn around and leave.

"Dai Xing?" The fan reached out to pull her, but she pushed her backhand and leaned straight back.

Dai Xingzhu's lips trembled slightly, but she stretched out her hand but didn't mean to pull the fan, and even turned around and ran away the moment before she fell to the herb field.

Holding the fan, because he mistakenly thought that Dai Xing would take care of his old friendship and pull her, so he allowed his body to lean back when he could avoid falling, and finally fell pitifully in the herb field, and his hand was accidentally scratched by the small thorns on the edge of the snow soul grass leaves, leaving two narrow scars.

At the same time as the wound healed itself, the residual blood stains on the small thorns of the Snow Soul Grass also disappeared into the stems and leaves, and the brilliance of the rhizome flowed to the leaf veins, and even the entire Snow Soul Grass, and soon, pure white buds quietly bloomed on the vine veins.

"My blood, unexpectedly?" Holding the fan, he instinctively turned over and got up, and he couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy, so he subconsciously reached out and stroked the buds of the Snow Soul Grass, pricked his fingers with a jade hairpin, and dripped a few drops of blood on the Snow Soul Grass.

"Why hasn't it come to fruition, could it be that there are too few drops of blood?" Holding the fan, he stared straight at the snow soul grass, and as he spoke, he had already held the jade hairpin in his hand and cut the palm of his hand.

A large amount of blood dripped on the buds and sword leaves of the Snow Soul Grass, and the brilliance rose again, illuminating the entire Fanyun Palace as bright as day. Soon, her blood fused with the Snow Soul Grass, and the buds opened, then grew larger and larger, and finally imprinted a bewitching red on the stamens.

Seeing that there was still hope, the fan held the jade hairpin again and slashed it into the palm of his hand, but this time, the strong wind burst out, deflecting her almost self-harming action, and the master's reprimand also poured into her ears: "Nonsense, if you continue to drip blood, the snow soul grass will definitely die!"

Holding the fan up, he grabbed his arm and asked, "Master, what the hell is going on, why can my blood make the Snow Soul Grass bloom, and why can't it bear fruit?"

The emperor pointed to the blood-red stamen of the Snow Soul Grass, and his eyes were full of distress: "The Snow Soul Grass is like jade, exquisite and pure white, look at it again, what has become of it now?"

"Master......" Zhi Fan glanced at Snow Soul Grass, a little discouraged and a little unwilling, "You also know about Dai Xing and the Fire God, right?"

Emperor Dao:

"Everything has a certainty, and there are some things that cannot be forced!"

The fan was hit, and instinctively moved two steps back, a foot away from the emperor, and asked, "Did you already know about the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch's bullying of Huang Ying, the slaughter of Sakura Village, and the assassination of me and Boyuan?"

"I thought that if you went down to earth, you would grow a little, but now it seems that you are still the same as always, and you have not grown at all." The emperor shook his head in disappointment, and without further explanation, he just dropped the sleeves of his robe and turned around and walked towards the meditation room.

"Master, I don't believe in fixed numbers, I only believe in man to conquer heaven!" "I will find evidence and uncover the hypocrisy of the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch in public, and prove to you and Dai Xing that this time, I am not willful, let alone misbeneficial!"

The emperor hooked the corners of his mouth, but he didn't stop, he only said: "Words must be done, deeds must be fruitful, I hope you can do what you say." Z.br>

"Okay, it's a deal!" The determined tone did not exchange any response from the emperor, but the fan was determined and full of energy, and he rushed into the Qixin Tower after leaving the Fanyun Palace.

As the largest study house in the heavenly realm, the Chixin Building spans ten miles, up to nine times, and has ten thousand shafts inserted inside, which is as vast as a sea of smoke, and is the favorite place for the emperor to stay in addition to the Zen room, and it is also the place where the fan has never set foot in it.

At the time of the Battle of Sakura Village, the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch made himself the master of the Dark Night, and if he could find out the historical records of the Three Realms for nearly 100,000 years, it might be a good breakthrough. But in the face of the endless vast sea of books, the fan only felt that one head was two big, so he took out a few books and flipped through them, and threw them all on the ground.

After tossing patiently for two or three days, the Qixinlou was already unrecognizable, and the books on the wooden shelves were crooked and scattered. The fan finally gave up, and fell into the books, thinking in his heart that he wanted to find a few "Three Realms History Clouds" from so many books, and the difficulty was not much different from finding a needle in a haystack. Furthermore, the Heavenly Realm has never restricted the freedom of the Immortal Gods to enter and leave the Qixin Tower, could something as secret as the Three Realms Shi Yun not be placed here at all?

In fact, the easiest and most effective way is to ask Bo Yuan to take it, but he can't pull his face down with the fan, so he simply takes a risk, and decides to go to Cangqing Peak to find Huang Ying to testify against Liaoyuan Shenjun, and if you are lucky, you may be able to meet Guan Shutao.