Wanwan is not a scheming child, and if the seal is lost, it will be lost, and it can be redrawn anyway.

She stood on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch the top of her head, bent her eyes and smiled: "Brother, are you going to tie my hair?" ”

When she was playing with blocks on the carpet in the living room before, Uncle Huang noticed when she was watching TV that the beautiful baby girls on TV were all braided.

She had always been envious of the braided baby, but her hair was a little short, and her brother didn't look very good, so she didn't feel sorry for him.

But today, her brother gave her hope again.

Xia Zhihuai saw that her eyes were shining, and she had a faint premonition in her heart.

Wanwan pulled out the tablet from her small backpack and expertly unlocked it to flip through the image gallery.

"I asked Uncle Huang to teach me screenshots, I have a few hairstyles that I particularly like, brother, you can be my Tony teacher."

With an excited heart, Wanwan raised a trembling hand and handed the tablet to Xia Zhihuai.

"Look, that's all, this, this...... And these. ”

Xia Zhihuai looked at more than a dozen screenshots, and the dazzling baby shape suddenly had a 100 million dim sum plug.

"Wanwan, shall we have a discussion?"

Wanwan tilted her little head and stared at him quietly.

"These, these, and these...... As for me, neither. ”

Wanwan's face was full of disappointment immediately, and Xia Zhihuai immediately saw the stitches and said: "But what! ”

"Brother can learn."

Wanwan opened her mouth slightly, approached him, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Brother is the best, long live brother!"

Xia Zhihuai was very useful, and then made his own conditions: "In exchange, how about you teach me occult arts?" ”

Wanwan blinked: "Brother, you want to learn occult arts?" ”

"Hmm." Xia Zhihuai looked at her expectantly.

……

Wanwan is a little entangled, in fact, if my brother has eternal memories, he doesn't have to learn these at all.

He has been the god of the East since he was born, one of the four spirits of the heavens.

It has long been recorded in "Huainanzi" that "the nobles of the gods are no more precious than the green dragon".

It's just that he is currently in the midst of the Tribulation, and all his cultivation and Taoism have been blocked by the Tribulation Divine Seal when he enters reincarnation, and his memory has been temporarily blocked by Meng Po Tang, so he is actually not much different from ordinary people.

If he hadn't encountered luck being stolen, the only golden finger he had ever had in the human world might have relied on luck and blessing.

After all, Brother Qinglong has never been a hardworking and intelligent dragon.

Lao Jun has said that Brother Qinglong wants to rely on his brain, which is completely hopeless.

Because he usually sleeps, it is said that when he was studying in the Heavenly Realm Academy, he often fished for three days and dried his nets for two days.

Even when he woke up, he rarely went back to the school to visit, but mostly relied on his rough skin and thick flesh to fight with those fierce beasts and desolate beasts in the Northern Wasteland, and robbed those fierce beasts and desolate beasts of the shining treasures that they had worked so hard to dig.

That's why his reputation in the Northern Wastelands is particularly stinky.

Even to the point where he appeared in the Northern Wilderness, the desolate beasts that were originally competing with the snipe and the clam would immediately join forces and fight with him violently.

Qinglong can be quite famous in the heavenly realm, mainly relying on high defense and high damage.

In other words, it's anti-crafting, and the physical damage is extremely high.

Losing his divine body means that he has lost his strong physique and his strong fighting ability.

It seems that you can learn a little metaphysics.

When I go back in the future, I won't be a simple dragon with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

……

After thinking about it, Wanwan said happily: "Okay, brother, I'll teach you." ”

Xia Zhihuai pinched her armpits with both hands, lifted her up, and said with a smile: "Then it's a word." ”

"Where do we start?"

Xia Zhihuai was a little impatient.

It was too aggrieved before, if he had superpowers, he would definitely be able to live every day.

Wanwan bit her fingers, lowered her eyes and thought about it, and took out a jade slip from her pocket.

Xia Zhihuai was dumbfounded.

He looked at the white jade slips, the jade color was warm and smooth, and there was not a word.

But he slowly remembered that this seemed to be what he had used before when he saw Wanwan, and it seemed that he wanted to stick the jade slip on his head.

"What is this?"

Wanwan handed him the jade slip, and said in a milky voice: "Diagram of the basic introduction of the cub Xuandao." 》”

Xia Zhihuai was shocked: "??? ”

After coming back to his senses, he hesitantly took the jade slip of the "Cub Xuandao Introductory Basic Diagram", sat cross-legged on the floor, pasted the jade slip on his head, and glanced at Wanwan: "Is it okay to stick it on the forehead?" ”

Wanwan suddenly furrowed her brows, thinking of a serious question.

"Brother, you don't have divine sense!"

"What's wrong with not having sense?" Xia Zhihuai didn't know why.

Wanwan sighed: "Without divine sense, you can't even open the book." ”

Xia Zhihuai: The bizarre world of "......" is too unfriendly to ordinary people.

"How can I have divine sense?"

Wanwan: "......" is innate.

Anyway, since she had consciousness, she has been conscious.

She didn't know how other immortals had divine sense.

This has to ask Si Ming, how mortals cultivate their divine sense.

Wanwan took out a jade slip from her pocket again, put it on her round forehead, and closed her eyes.

……

In the depths of the peach blossom forest, a beautiful flower tree is gently swaying in the breeze, and the branches are piled with delicate pale pink flowers, and a few petals fall from the sky.

In the entire peach forest, only this peach tree is surrounded by bluestones.

And the bluestone is carved with a flying dragon auspicious cloud pattern, which is lifelike.

A red rope was tied to the branch of the peach tree, and a golden bell was attached at the end of the red rope, which shook gently in the wind but did not make a sound.

The wind gradually stopped, but Jin Ling suddenly made a clear sound.

After a while, a young man wearing a light gray dark striped robe appeared on the side of the bluestone platform from a distance in the blink of an eye.

Si Ming put one hand on the trunk of the tree, and asked breathlessly, "Little fairy, what is the matter with looking for little fairy?" ”

A delicate and soft voice came with a tone of a little distress: "Si Ming Si Ming, how do mortals cultivate their divine sense?" ”

Si Ming: "The little fairy just wants to ask this?" ”

Wanwan: "Hmm. ”

Si Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"My brother wants to cultivate, but he doesn't have divine sense, what should I do?" Wanwan wanted to sigh.

Si Ming was shocked: "Qinglong Divine Monarch wants to cultivate? Is this the sun coming out of the west? ”

The first gentleman in the heavenly realm wants to move forward, that's really big news.

Is the Nether Tribulation so training God?

Si Ming told Wanwan how to exercise his divine sense, and then held his jade slip, holding his pen, and preparing to go back to write hard.

He had all the names of the books in mind.

It's called "After the Qinglong Divine Monarch went down to earth, he worked hard to reform himself".

It's sure to be a bestseller.

In the heavenly realm, who doesn't have a little beast who loves to tear down the house?

Even the Qinglong Divine Monarch can change his appearance, those little immortals in the heavenly realm who are keen on doing things, the days of lawlessness are over!