Yang Jiao hummed a nursery rhyme softly, holding a little girl in his arms, about one year old, the little girl's skin was white and greasy, and her eyebrows showed a beautiful embryo.

At the beginning, Yang Jiao was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, so she prepared a lot of soft bark and prepared to clean up her urine.

However, he, a turtle, does not know that there are celestial beings in this world, and that heavenly beings are born with spirituality, born by drinking dew, and growing by eating the five qis, without impurity and impurity.

In other words, people can be born and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, that is, as the saying goes, drink the northwest wind to grow up.

Originally, the three bachelors were still sighing, thinking about how to take her, who knew that this little thing was so easy to carry.

In this way, Yang Jiao and Master Xuandu have a favorite, and they tease the little girl every day, and they can't wait to watch her all day long.

Even the quiet and inactive moral saints sometimes stop to watch them comb the little girl's hair and wipe her mouth.

After a long time, the Moral Saint will also reach out and wipe the saliva from the corners of her mouth, this treatment is definitely the only one in the wilderness.

Three old bachelors, with the company of a little guy, the days are finally not so boring, it's just that the first hundred years before the age of ten is one year old, the thousand years after the age of ten is one year, and the one hundred thousand years after the age of twenty is one year.

That is to say, as long as they do not die, or encounter the Five Decay Tribulations of Heaven and Man, even if the Celestials do not cultivate, there is no problem in living for 100,000 years.

Moreover, because the celestial beings are too perfect, they have become a dish in the eyes of others, and it is said that as long as the celestial people are eaten.

Then, you can get half of the lifespan of the celestials, what a temptation, therefore, this has caused the tragic death of countless celestials, and generally the celestials who are not found and protected by the big forces have a miserable result.

Looking at the almost two-year-old girl, Yang Jiao was very happy, he was a daughter slave, not only him, but even the Grand Master of Xuandu, eager to pick the stars in the sky to her.

Fortunately, the moral saint is still very self-controlled, although he is always pulled his beard, but he has saved the face of the saint, and the beard is too strong to pull out.

Yang Jiao has been looking at the girl who has only grown a little bit for a hundred years, and her heart is about to melt, a hundred years, she is a father and a mother again, and her heart is going to be broken.

Now that the girl can babble, Yang Jiao can't help but cry, she is an old virgin and has a daughter.

On this day, Yang Jiao was feeding the spirit fruit to the female baby, and the Grand Master of Xuandu suddenly scratched his head and said, "Senior brother, you said that she is old, we can't, let's not name her." ”

As soon as Yang Jiao heard that it made sense, he lifted the ball to the Daode Shengzun and said, "Master, why don't you give her a name." ”

The Moral Saint Venerable was standing looking at the sea of clouds, and when he heard this, he glanced back at Yang Jiao and said, "Solve your own seed by yourself, what's the matter if I give a name?"

Yang Jiao was right when he thought about it, and at this time, the Xuandu Grand Master rolled his eyes and said, "Senior brother, your name is Xuanyang, it is better to let her surname Xuan." ”

Yang Jiao glanced at this goods, who didn't know who he beat Xiao Jiujiu, Yang Jiao said simply, "Don't even think about it, she has to be surnamed Yang, since her mother doesn't know who it is, it's better to call it Yang Wei'er, how nice this name is." ”

Master Xuandu is obviously a little unwilling, the surname Xuanduo is good, he has thought about calling Xuanxin, but Yang Jiao is the child's father after all, besides, it is not bad to call Yang Wei'er.

In this way, Yang Jiao has passed another hundred years, and Yang Wei'er has become more and more beautiful and well-behaved, of course, this is all appearance.

"Tong", there was a loud bang on Shouyang Mountain, like a Xuandu archmage who was struck by lightning, his body was as black as coal, his face was black and red, and he looked hideous and terrifying.

He walked out majestically and shouted at Yang Jiao, "What about Wei'er, let her come out." ”

Yang Jiao pulled the little guy who was about three years old out from behind, put it in front of him, raised his hand, and made a casual action.

Yang Wei'er looked at the Xuandu Archmage with tears in her eyes, and the Xuandu Archmage, who was originally full of anger, was a little embarrassed.

At a loss, he said, "That, Wei'er, Uncle Shi is looking for you to compliment you, you add things to the Dan furnace casually, you have the adventurous spirit of an alchemy master."

However, the quality of my Dan furnace is not good, you still find a better quality Dan furnace and do experiments, for example, your ancestor's Bagua furnace is very good, next time, you try it. ”

Yang Wei'er didn't seem to understand, looking at the Xuandu Grand Mage, but the corners of Yang Jiao's mouth pulled up a wicked smile, when the Xuandu Grand Master didn't know why.

At this time, the voice of the Daode Shengzun came, "Xuandu, the effect of your cultivation for a period of time is not very good, it seems that your mind is not quiet, go ahead, copy the Daozang ten thousand times, you are not allowed to use supernatural powers, you can only write word by word, do you understand?"

The face of the Grand Master of Xuandu collapsed instantly, and he could only hang his head in despair, honestly preparing to go back, and copying and hiding ten thousand times.

At this time, the Moral Saint Venerable turned around and said to Yang Jiao, "Xuanyang, since you have married Hou Tuzu Wu, then you have to take responsibility, you have not been to see her for thousands of years, the real number is rude, you go and take a look." ”

After speaking, Shi Shiran walked away with his hands behind his back, Yang Jiao thought about it, the master was reasonable, and his wife couldn't ignore it.

Moreover, this time, my nine turns of Xuangong have all turned fifth, and I can last for two hours, it's time to finish the unfinished business last time.

So, without thinking about it, he took Yang Wei'er, who got along day and night and had not been separated, and drove the clouds to the Houtu tribe.

At this time, the Moral Saint Venerable was not nervous, Yang Wei'er, the demon king of the mixed world, was really lawless.

If she really listened to the words of the Grand Master of Xuandu and added some ingredients to her alchemy furnace, then if her alchemy was fried, it would be a loss of face.

He was the first person to make alchemy in the desolate world, and as a result, he blew up, no matter what the reason, it was a notorious event.

Even if you don't blow up the oven, if she adds things indiscriminately, the pill mutates, eats dead people or makes people mutate, then she is even more ashamed.

Therefore, the best way is to lead the water to the east, and the dead friends will not die in the poor way, Yang Jiao took Yang Wei'er to see Houtu.

Take your lover's child to see the original partner, this is because you don't die fast enough, hmph, Yang Wei'er, fight with me You are still tender, let your stepmother clean you up, I can't do it, others can't do it.

The Moral Saint Venerable is finally able to rest assured that he has refined his most beloved Nine Turns Golden Pill, and he has really waited for a long time to wait for today.

Kunlun Shang fell into a long-lost calm because of the departure of the Demon King of the Mixed World, but suddenly calmed down, and the Moral Saint Venerable and the Xuandu Grand Master were a little unaccustomed to it.

Of course, Yang Jiao had already arrived at the Houtu tribe at the moment, and walked into the tribe all the way to say hello, only to arrive, looking at Houtu smiling and groaning, and looking at Yang Wei'er in his arms.

Yang Jiao came to his senses, what a stupid thing he had done, but now that his affairs have been exposed, it depends on how to die to look better.