Lu Li carefully observed Moyu's expression, and seeing that she was quite calm, he gradually relaxed his heart. This matter is just a casual conversation, Lu Li said again: "Your child's immortal roots are unstable, just because you were a mortal fetus in the flesh when you were pregnant, if you can find your biological father to take a drop of blood, and half of your cultivation, I will be able to guarantee that he will be no different from other descendants of the God Realm in the future." It's just that before that, this child's immortal roots are unstable, and he may not be able to adapt to the rich aura of the immortal world. I will leave a bottle of elixir for you to raise first, and you must find Bao Yuanzhu or the child's biological father as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and accidents in vain. ”

"Lu Li, thank you for your great kindness, you see what you can see on my Meiluo Mountain, take it as soon as possible. ”

Lu Li has known Moyu for many years, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to make Moyu owe favors, so he naturally has to do whatever he wants at this time.

"In that case, I'm not welcome, I'll move a few more plum trees at your door. ”

Mo Yu shook her head helplessly.

The plum blossoms on Meiluo Mountain were given by the Queen Mother of the West at the time of Moyu's coming-of-age ceremony, and they were planted on Xuanyuan Mountain that year, and they escaped the melee of various ethnic groups hundreds of years later.

After Moyu was sealed as a god, it was transplanted to Meiluo Mountain.

Lu Li has coveted these plum blossoms for a long time, but his Duxu Mountain can grow thousands of herbs, but he can't grow these plum blossoms. Nine times out of ten, the plum blossoms transplanted from the past will not live for more than a month. But Lu Li is still happy to do it.

The ninth day of the first lunar month is the birthday of the Emperor of Heaven. The gods live a long life, and only the annual birthday can remind the gods that the four seasons have passed another cycle.

Above the thirty-six heavens, the Queen of Heaven is holding the birthday gift of the Emperor of Heaven. The birthday of the Emperor of Heaven is a major event, and it must be celebrated by the whole world every year, and this year is no different. In the heavens and on the earth, all the gods and goddesses of the grade have received invitations.

Mo Yu repaired for a few days, gathered the remaining true qi, and prepared to go to the Heavenly Palace, taking the opportunity of the Emperor's birthday, to find the Nuwa people to borrow the Yuan Pearl.

On the ninth day of the first month of January, Moyu had breakfast slowly and leisurely, and then went out with an invitation. Lu Xin had a bitter face and kept dangling in front of Mo Yu: "Niangniang, do you really want to go?

"Today is different from the past, Nuwa's descendants retreat from the world and cultivate, no major event does not go out of the mountain, the birthday of the Emperor of Heaven is a rare opportunity, this trip is a must. ”

"But Niangniang, if you go, if the queen of heaven is embarrassed for you again......"

"It's okay, Lu Fu, you are optimistic about the little boy, Lu Xin guards the door. ”

After explaining the two of them, Moyu went out.

I went to the world for only two months, and then I saw that the scenery of Meiluo Mountain had some different interests, so I didn't drive the clouds, and went down the mountain leisurely.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, a strong wind blew in front of us. Mo Yu frowned slightly, and dodged the attack sideways.

"What kind of crumbs are small, they dare to spread wild at the foot of Meiluo Mountain!"

When the words fell, two more energetic forces came, and Mo Yu ran out of patience, pinched a trick and threw it out to repel this wave of attacks.

Then, two figures flashed out of the forest.

"Old witch, die!"

Mo Yu raised her eyebrows, as the head of the twelve witches, she could indeed be called a witch, and now she was almost long lived, and she was not young. Being scolded as an old witch is really not a pleasant experience.

"What kind of demon did the deity think it was, it turned out to be you, the pheasant, back then, you helped your master to help the abuse, brutalize the people of Yuncheng, and bring disaster to the common people. After your master died, the deity couldn't look for you, but now you dare to take the initiative to show up?"

The goblin wearing red and green on the opposite side obviously came prepared, and the helpers around him were not low in cultivation, and they were not afraid of Moyu at this time.

"Houtu, do you think you are still the Houtu of the past? Old witch, suffer death. ”

After that, the two of them attacked together, and spells and magic weapons appeared in an endless stream.

Mo Yu dodged and avoided it, summoning the Moon Reflecting Knife to meet it. Moyu's knife technique opened and closed, extremely domineering, and after three moves, the two demons were repelled.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the pheasant subconsciously wanted to escape, and Moyu quickly took out the Qiankun bag and pocketed the two demons.

"Even if the deity loses half of his cultivation, it won't be a problem to clean up the two of you little demons who are less than a thousand years old. With the fact that you dare to be presumptuous in front of the deity, you are still a little tender. ”

The pheasant repented that he was not at the beginning, and he was also shocked by Moyu's cultivation.

Along the way, Moyu teased the two little demons from time to time, but it was not boring.

By the end of the thirty-six days, the banquet was already full.

Mo Yu walked to the third chair and sat down without changing his face amid the curious scrutiny of everyone. And the two positions in front of her belong to the Arctic crape myrtle Emperor Xihua and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor Xiyue.

In all the immortal classes, one of the two ancestors has long been ancient, the three Qing Dynasty have escaped from the world, and Haotian has two bodies among the six emperors, both as the Emperor of Heaven, and as the Emperor of Taiji in the West, and the Emperor of Qinghua in the East. As the only goddess among the four emperors, Houtu the Great, Moyu is ranked fourth.

At present, the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven have not arrived, and the two Great Emperors of the South Pole and the North Pole are also belated, and the highest immortal rank in the hall is Moyu.

Regardless of whether there is an intersection on weekdays, they are all eager to come forward to say hello.

It's just rumored that the Emperor of the Middle Earth is the flower of the first kaolin in the divine realm, and the immortals are just thinking about it, and they don't dare to really come forward to make friends.

Mo Yu drank two glasses of cold wine alone, and finally waited for someone who could talk. The Arctic crape myrtle Emperor Yuehua and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor Xihua came hand in hand.

The two of them were shocked when they saw Moyu.

Xihua has never had the frame of a great emperor, so he shook his fan and called Moyu: "Xiao Yu'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that you are going to the mortal realm to go to the third world of love tribulation, why did you come back in only two months?"

"Xu is that my life in the mortal realm is short, and I will return to the god position after three lives in sixty years. ”

Mo Yu and Yuehua looked at each other and smiled.

"Somebody probably did something with their fate, but that's fine. What kind of love calamity, the Emperor of Heaven is also confused, haven't we Xiao Yu'er experienced it yet?"

Seeing that Mo Yu's face was normal, the Immortal Emperor quietly reminded the people around him: "Xihua! ”

Mo Yu was also not polite, and arched his hand: "It's easy to say." ”

A few people talked nonsense, and the Emperor of Heaven stepped on the point with the Queen of Heaven, and came with a group of immortal envoys. Mo Yu followed everyone to stand up and greet them.

Seeing Moyu, the emperor and queen were all stunned.

"Moyu, are you back?"

Mo Yu frowned slightly, and then regained his composure: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern." ”

The queen's smile froze for a moment: "Look at the memory of this palace, I actually forgot that Hou Tu Niangniang has returned from the mortal world." What a faux pas. ”

Mo Yu looked at the two emperors and queens who were smiling decently on the high platform, and her heart was surging.

The mortal world always said that the emperor and the queen of heaven were husband and wife, but it was actually a big misunderstanding.

She Moyu did want to marry Haotian when she was a teenager, and she could make people happy, but now, things have long been wrong.