This will make Su Qingsang's head completely unable to turn around.

Daji, a senior of the fox clan who can become the messenger of the Nuwa sage! An immortal who has cultivated many times higher than herself! A pure saint who has just been dignified and elegant!

All of a sudden, it's so charming?!

has become one, even the most proficient fox people are not as good as one ten-thousandth of their bewitching fairies?!

"This ...... What the hell is going on?!" Su Qingsang couldn't believe his eyes, Daji was still pro-Di Xin!

Hearing Su Qingsang's words, Daji's red lips gently left Di Xin, her eyes looked at Di Xin with tenderness, and she said softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Slave, there is a Su family waiting for you......

After speaking, Daji slowly floated back into the air, still with a charming smile on her stunning face, "Can you give your life to a hairy boy, can't I kiss this Emperor Xin?"

When Su Qingsang heard this, his cheeks immediately turned slightly red, and he lowered his head and said, "The slave knows ...... mistake."

Daji smiled slightly, "The demon clan in the world is restless, and the saint wants to punish him...... Before your little master dies, we will all have to move to heaven...... If you don't have fun in time, when?"

Su Qingsang's eyes were shocked, Daji hid her figure, floated to Su Qingsang's side, held her face with her hand, and joked coquettishly: "There are still some years! Look at the little girl, you are nervous like this......"

Su Qingsang had no time to pay attention to others at this time, she only thought about what she had just said, and her expression gradually fell.

"That's it......" Daji smiled sweetly, "I'll give you some free time, you don't have to guard this temple......"

As he spoke, Da Jiyu's hand waved lightly towards the stagnant people below, and everyone eased up in an instant, as if nothing had happened just now. One by one, they bowed their heads and bowed deeply to Di Xin's movements.

But Di Xin was stunned on the spot, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, staring directly at the air in front of the Nuwa Holy Statue, and a hint of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

"Quick, quick, bring a pen to this king!" Di Xin shouted, but his eyes were still not very clear, and someone in the team of servants behind him was busy offering red blood red pens.

Shocked by Di Xin, Su Qingsang also came to his senses, and looked at Di Xin with Daji, only to see Di Xin pick up the pen and wave his hand to write on the pillar on the side of the Nuwa statue:

Fengluan Bao's tent scene is very. It's all lacquered and cleverly made-up.

The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow dress.

The pear blossom brings the rain to compete for the beauty, and the peony cage smokes and makes up charming.

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

......

Daji floated over the pillar, recited the poem from beginning to end, and immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, "This idiot actually thinks of me as Nuwa Niangniang......"

A trace of anger flashed between Su Qingsang's eyebrows, "This Emperor Xin, how dare you blaspheme the saint like this?!"

"I've said it all. Don't care about this temple,......" Daji smiled sweetly, "What are you still mad at him?"

"But this ......" Su Qingsang didn't know what to say for a while, and the civil and military officials behind Di Xin below suddenly became noisy.

The old man with a golden ribbon on his head rushed in with his eyebrows twisted. He looked up and down at the side of the inscription poem, and said with a slight trembling of anger: "Your Majesty, the old minister Shang Rong begs the king to wash away this poem, so as not to anger the saint!"

Di Xin suddenly regained his senses, and also looked up and down the poems he had written. He frowned and said, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with this poem?"

"Of course there is a problem!" Shang Rong said angrily: "The king must not blaspheme the saint!"

Di Xin was not angry in the face of Shang Rong's anger, but only twisted his eyebrows and said, "But the saint kissed me." Naturally, I want to be close to me, so how can I write poems and praise them, how can they be regarded as blasphemy against the saints?"

"Dear...... Kiss you?!" Shang Rongqi's headband was about to shake off, and he hurriedly pulled the crowd left and right, not knowing who he was looking for, and he couldn't stop muttering, "What about the hall master...... What about the hall master...... I'll look for the hall master to see ......."

When Di Xin saw that many officials and servants behind him were talking about it, he immediately looked angry, "What this king has seen, how can you see it?!"

Suddenly, the crowd quieted down, and Shang Rong trembled angrily, but he didn't dare to lose his temper again.

"This poem is not allowed to be erased!"

Di Xin glanced at the surrounding people angrily, and then glanced back at the Nuwa Icon, the anger on his face disappeared, and the intoxication in his eyes could only be seen clearly by Su Qingsang and Daji in the air.

"Go back to the palace!" Di Xin greeted, and the brigade immediately got out of the way for Di Xin to pass.

Shang Rong paused, took a step, and instructed Bu Zhengdao, a person beside him: "Quickly close this Nuwa Holy Temple, and never open it again! No one is allowed to come in!"

"Yes!" Nabu nodded, and went to seal the temple.

Daji smiled at Su Qingsang, "What's the matter?" I said you don't have to guard here, right?"

Su Qingsang sighed slightly, obviously speaking with Daji's appearance and a sense of restraint, "Lord Holy Envoy, just now you said that the Holy Clan is not allowed to live in the mortal world anymore?"

"The saint didn't say that......"

Daji pulled Su Qingsang and floated directly out of the temple, "In the eyes of the saint, the fate of the world is all about luck...... As luck comes, even Nuwa Niangniang can only avoid it...... Why bother with you and me?"

Su Qingsang frowned, not knowing what Dao Daji meant by saying these words.

Daji didn't plan to explain, but smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, I'll leave here, you can do it yourself......"

Su Qingsang just wanted to ask Daji where he was going to go, but at this time, Daji had already let go of Su Qingsang's hand, his body was fluttering, and he flew towards the southeast, turning around and showing a charming smile to Su Qingsang, which immediately turned into a white light and dissipated directly into the air.

Su Qingsang looked at Daji's disappearing figure, and glanced down at it, Di Xin's brigade honor guard was heading towards Jinao City, dusty.

For everything that just happened, Su Qingsang still didn't understand what kind of medicine Daji was selling.

But all this doesn't seem to have anything to do with me......

"It's none of my business, so why bother thinking so much. Su Qingsang shook his head slightly and said, "Since I don't have to guard the holy temple, I'd better go to Wen Zhong's bastard first to make a settlement, Mo Xuan is protected by the ancestral witch, so it's no ......big deal."

After that, Su Qingsang pinched his fingers and calculated, made a U-turn in the air, and flew directly to the north, his figure turned into a pink streamer, burrowed into the clouds and disappeared......

......

At this time, Mo Xuan was at the critical juncture of Yuan Li's transformation.

What shape the Yuanli crystal transforms into, and what is the difference in the shape of each round, these are all very particular.

In his previous life, Mo Xuan cultivated, and in the first round of Yuan Force transformation, Shi Binglong only roughly condensed the outline of an ice snake, and he didn't even have teeth and scales, and he completed the transformation stage in a hurry.

This kind of situation should be considered a very common situation among cultivators.

A round of cultivation is just the beginning of cultivation, and it is already very good to be able to condense the beast-shaped outline of the exercise visualization in this round.

In the second round, the pattern of the Yuan Force Transformation is more refined than that of the first round, which means that the strength is further advanced, and the comprehension and control ability of the force is also stronger. In his previous life, Mo Xuan's second round of transformation had successfully condensed Shi Binglong's scales, which provided considerable help for him to win Wen Zhong's position as the head of the banner.

Therefore, the further the chakra cultivation becomes, the more specific and refined the transformation of the Yuan Force becomes. This kind of delicacy can't be seen by outsiders, but it is the most direct display of one's own strength level! (To be continued......