Out of the stone gate, the thick accumulation is confused, how does he think that the mountain lord, who has always been light-hearted, has a somewhat indescribable expression today?

It's like encountering a problem, and it's a little boring.

But who is the owner of the mountain, straight and straight iron-hearted bamboo!

Three thousand years with a face, no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, he dared to say that none of the Western Buddhists had any of him beyond the world.

Is he impetuous? That's really no one who can hold up.

Zhao Fushuang has been in this Mayfly Mountain Fantasy Realm for a year and two months.

In general, the results are naturally there, and the dantian snow lotus is already full of vitality.

The growth of all things is inseparable from the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and now the essence of the moon is not enough, the snow lotus is bred, and if you want to mature and get rid of the dantian, you must also absorb the edge of the sun.

And in this fantasy world late at night all year round, there is no possibility of a sun.

She should find a way to go to the next illusion with sunlight.

It was at this time that the accumulation appeared.

With a simple smiling face, wearing a green robe.

Zhao Fushuang looked at people leisurely.

This kind of dress she knows is a status that is not up or down in the door.

The identity and status of the disciples of the Yunding Sect can be distinguished from their clothing.

Generally, the head of the ancestral mountain with the highest status of the sect does not need to dress uniformly if he does not attend important occasions, while the others are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and their status is gradually reduced.

The white clothes embellished with red silk are generally worn by the elders and the disciples of the head of the sect, and the orange silk on the white clothes is a sign of cultivating to a high level of discipleship or elder disciples.

Therefore, the status of the green clothes in the door is not up or down, most of them are deacon disciples, and they generally hold some positions that are not light or heavy.

As soon as he landed, Hou Ji said politely: "Dare to ask the old lady what to call it?" ”

Zhao Fushuang sat cross-legged on the stone steps and looked up at Hou Ji: "Zhao Fushuang." ”

"Dare to ask the old woman which uncle or uncle's family?" ”

Zhao Fu hung his son and said: "Go and ask your mountain master, what does he say and how to calculate." ”

Hou Ji smiled understandingly, and the acquaintance of the mountain lord really had a great background, and he couldn't help but be more respectful, "Disciple Hou Ji has seen the old lady. ”

Zhao Fushuang looked up and down.

Houji was a little uncomfortable: "Dare to ask the old lady, but what's wrong?" ”

"Oh, do you have a younger brother named Bo Hair?"

"......" the corners of Houji's mouth twitched, "The disciple is the only son in the family. ”

Zhao Fushuang: "That's a pity. ”

Accumulation: "...... What a pity? ”

Zhao Fushuang: "It's all accumulated, why don't you send it out, don't you panic?" ”

...... "God is so panicked!"

Hou Ji: "Don't say it, after you say this, I really feel a little panicked." ”

This person who is not easy to offend even the mountain master, he doesn't have the fat courage to offend!

Zhao Fushuang: "......"

Okay, just rush this good sycophant, this brother can also deal with it!

Hou Ji coughed: "That's the case, I came here this time to ask, do you have any plans to leave here to go to other illusion realms recently?" ”

Originally, there were, but: "Why? ”

"That's the case, our illusion stipulates that if you haven't broken through the realm for more than a year, then you have to leave Mayfly Mountain, of course, your identity is special, our legal principles are nothing more than human feelings, you can naturally not leave, but you have been in the corpse dog illusion for a year, if you refuse to change the illusion, this may make it difficult for your relatives to do it inside the door."

And this good thing?

"What's so hard to do?"

"Disrupting the order in the door is to be dealt with by the door rules, our Yunding faction's door rules have always been strict, small is a minor injury, and the heavy is to clean up the door."

Zhao Fu waved his hand again and again, "Don't, don't provoke me, I'm afraid I can't help but sit through this illusion!" ”

The corners of ......'s mouth twitched: "You, you are really good at laughing, I think your son and my uncle or uncle must also be a funny and humorous person." ”

Generally, the disciple who can bring his family into Ephemera Mountain is at least an orange coat, and for him, he is either an uncle or an uncle.

"Huh?!" Son?

Zhao Fushuang is really happy, why is this young man so good at talking, every sentence says her laughter, "Okay, you are much cuter than Lao Hei." ”

"Old Black?"

"My cat."

...... "It's good if you're happy!"

Houji: "That's right, since you're happy, how about we change our illusion?" ”

Zhao Fushuang: "Why? ”

Accumulation: "......"

"If you want me to change the illusion, find Yi Huang to say it in person."

Is the name of the mountain lord also what we can call it?

Hou Ji wiped the sweat on his head, "Why don't you change the place first, and the disciple will pass it on for you?" ”

Zhao Fushuang: "No. ”

I want to lie to her!

She has changed places, can Yi Lian still come to see her?

Look at this arrogant posture, she has to be naked behind her!

"You rest, disciple...... Do your best to report it for you! ”

Hou Ji returned to the cave of the mountain master, reported truthfully, and finally suggested in his conscience: "According to the disciple, you should go to the old woman's family to persuade him, but the disciple thinks that the old woman is not ...... How to speak, if you go in person, I am afraid that you will be surprised. ”

Can't talk?

More than!

Yi Huang sat quietly for a moment and got up, "You can go down." ”

Practicing until the middle of the night, Zhao Fushuang suddenly felt something strange around him, opened his eyes, but saw Yi Huang dressed in white flying from the sky.

His back flew straight from under the huge silver moon, and as his figure grew larger, the flying clothes became more and more obvious.

The clothes are flamboyant and elegant, with that face with distinct facial features and a tall posture, it is really a little bit interesting.

Yi Huang landed in front of her, and behind his hands, a piece of bright green bamboo leaked out from behind him.

This is the first time the two have met since they got married.

After one year and two months, the contradictions born in the past can be regarded as diluted by time.

Even if both of them are strong enough, standing together at this moment will inevitably give birth to a bit of speechless strangeness.

Zhao Fushuang leaned on the mountain steps and looked up at him without bones, until Yi Huang's face turned cold for three minutes, and then he sighed twice, "What kind of clothes are you wearing, the fairy spirit is enough, but it doesn't match your aura, you are not too cumbersome." ”

Zhao Fushuang's face at the moment looks about fifty years old, but the voice is no longer the original broken gong, young and crisp with a bit of impropriety, if you don't listen to that bit of uninhibited, it is simply refreshing and very comfortable.

Yi Huang was stunned, glanced at her indifferently, didn't ask anything, but replied: "The division is uniformly purchased." ”

Zhao Fushuang leaned on the stone steps and pointed to the bamboo behind him, "What are you doing with weapons?" Can I still sneak up on you? ”

Yi Huang didn't have any emotion and explained, "Fang is fusing weapons." ”

Zhao Fushuang saw that the bamboo in his hand was crystal clear, flowing with a bright green light, it was very good-looking, and the last time I saw him use it to fight the demon clan, it was also extremely sassy.

Zhao Fushuang didn't think much about it: "Show me your weapon." ”

Yi Huang was stunned and looked at her for a long time without moving.

In the end, the two are no different from strangers, and it is not appropriate to deliver the natal weapon.

Zhao Fushuang realized something.

Weapons, especially natal weapons, are not easily shown to outsiders by ordinary monks.

It's hard for her to be strong.