Taiyi Sect, Tongxuan Mountain.

The sky is blue and the water is weeping, and the green clouds are in the sky.

The fine willow shakes the jade pool, and the red smoke is in the spring twilight.

Three or five spirit deer run, seven or eight frost plum blossoms, green curtains into waves, new lotus sticky water, cranes clear, fishing boats sing at night.

Jing Younan's head is combed with a double bun, obliquely inserted into the sunken wooden hairpin, the dark Tai Chi fairy clothes, the waist is tied with a treasure belt, sitting on the cloud couch, the cloud light of half an acre is rushed out of the heavenly gate, the pagoda is dripping and turning, hanging down the thunder line like a curtain of pearls, jingling.

"This,"

Jing Younan's big sleeves were spread, and a palm-sized token flew out, with patterns wrapped on it, and the fine and dense seal characters were intertwined, like a coiled green vine, and it was like the laws and regulations promulgated by the Holy Dynasty.

"It should be. ”

Jing Younan rubbed the bulge on the token with his fingers, and the silk qi machine was circulating on his fingertips, thoughtful.

On that day in Tianma Continent, a great monk like Xiao Ming Wang who had been able to train the Dharma Body three times to tear his face and make a brazen attack regardless of the tacit understanding of the major forces, it was definitely not for the monks of the Golden World who he killed, but for the spoils of war.

He looked around, and only this token of unclear origin was the most likely.

"Almost got him to do it. ”

Jing Younan's eyes were full of coldness, and she was murderous.

If it weren't for the fact that King Chen Liuwang happened to break through their good deeds, and used secret means to keep an eye on them, so that he had enough time to contact the great monks in the sect, he would have been attacked by surprise, and it would have been really more fortunate.

After all, King Xiao Ming is not an ordinary great monk, holding a Dao weapon in his hand, and the Yuanchen Dharma Body he has cultivated is also powerful, which is enough to deal with two great monks who have just entered this realm.

"What's the mystery?"

Jing Younan knocked on the token and made an aggressive sound, but he was still confused, so he could only put it away again, anyway, it must be a good thing to make Xiao Ming Wang so anxious.

"Babble,"

"Giggles,"

There was a crisp laughter in the wind, Jing Younan looked up and saw two white and chubby dolls crawling around under the jade tree, the pigtails on their heads were shaking, and they were having a lot of fun.

"Babble,"

After a while, the Lingzhi doll got up from the ground, patted the dirt on its body, staggered up the hanging vine swing, and after sitting down, beckoned to the ginseng girl.

"Giggles,"

The fat doll pounced on it with both hands, grabbed the swing, and babbled as it happily pushed forward.

"Babble,"

As the swing gradually accelerated, the fleshy Ganoderma lucidum doll sat on it, with a feeling of soaring clouds and fog, and happy eyebrows and smiles.

"Squeak,"

At this moment, the branches and leaves of the tree shook, and Goku poked his head out from above, his big round eyes and bones rolling.

"Playing on the swing?"

Wukong was originally sleeping in a daze, but when he saw the scene below, he immediately came to his senses and jumped down with a bang.

"Fat doll, you're shaking too slowly. ”

Wukong first took the cute ginseng girl aside, then clenched the swing with his furry monkey paws, shook it vigorously, and said with a smile, "This is the swing." ”

"Babble,"

The Lingzhi doll was so frightened that she hugged the swing tightly and screamed.

"Haha,"

Goku is happy to play, pushing the swing to the highest point every time, and continuing to throw it hard next time.

"Babble,"

The Lingzhi doll only felt that she was really going to fly, dizzy, and her small body curled up into a ball of flesh.

However, the Lingzhi doll only lasted less than thirty breaths before being thrown out of the swing, screaming in mid-air, poof, and falling into the small pool opposite.

"Wow wow,"

The Lingzhi doll was shocked and frightened, choked a few mouthfuls of water, and tears came out uncomfortably.

"Come on, fat doll, it's your turn. ”

Wukong was not done yet, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up the ginseng girl who was still in a daze and put it on the swing.

"Swing,"

As soon as Wukong's hand was released, the swing flew out, and the cute fat doll didn't know how to grab Qingteng, and the fleshy little body was thrown up directly with this inertia.

"This stupid doll,"

Wukong covered his face, he didn't expect to play such a play.

"Haha,"

Jing Younan looked funny, and with a move with his hand, the fat doll that was also about to fall into the water made an arc in mid-air and fell into his arms.

"It's really stupid. ”

Jing Younan pinched the fat doll's delicate jade-like little face, and it felt very good.

"Babble,"

The fat doll was stunned, and then reacted, and her soft little body squeezed into Jing Younan's arms, crying.

"This stupid doll knows how to cry,"

Wukong snorted, walked to the pond in three or two steps, grabbed the Lingzhi doll that was still fluttering in the water, grabbed the pigtail of the sheep's horn, put it at his feet, and said, "It's still fun with this little thing." ”

"Babble,"

The Lingzhi doll was lying on the ground, its little belly bulging like a leather ball, and from time to time it spat out of its mouth, like a small fountain.

"Babble,"

The fat doll also cried enough, shrunk in Jing Younan's arms, sobbing quietly, and her eyes were red.

"Come, fat doll,"

Jing Younan took out a pill and stuffed it into the ginseng girl's mouth.

"Babble,"

The fat doll screamed softly, leaned on Jing Younan's arms, and took small bites of the pill, looking very well-behaved.

Jing Younan sat down on the white stone with the fat doll in her arms, her eyes gloomy.

Returning to the sect this time, not only to learn the Great Brahma Jade Sutra and the Nine Heavens Puhua Creation God Thunder, but also to strive for a higher level of status in the sect.

In many cases, the strength of a monk not only refers to his own realm cultivation, but also reflects all the power he has mastered and mobilized.

At this time, Chen Yan came in from outside and saluted, "Master." ”

"Hmm,"

Jing Younan sat steadily, nodded, and said, "How is the Imperial Seal magic weapon refined?"

"Barely usable. ”

Chen Yan frowned, not very satisfied with his progress.

"Don't worry. ”

Jing Younan changed his posture to make the fat doll in his arms more comfortable to hold, and said, "In the end, it is the essence of the Dao weapon, even if the spirit of the instrument is annihilated, the forbidden magic array inside is also tens of thousands, you have to calm down, don't worry." ”

After a pause, Jing Younan continued, "When you complete your cultivation and have this magic weapon for self-defense, you can go to the merit institute to take on some tasks issued by the door, you can sharpen yourself, and you can also make some friends." When the conditions are right, I will fight for you a place as a true disciple. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Chen Yan agreed, his silver eyes were not shocked, and he was very calm.

Crash

As soon as the light opened, the purple qi came from the east, and then a scroll turned into a thin golden book, floating in front of Jing Younan.

Jing Younan took it off and looked at it, and said with a smile, "It's your ancestor who summoned you." ”

After speaking, Jing Younan picked up the fat doll biting his fingers, handed it to Chen Yan, and advised, "Close the mountain gate, if there are guests, let them come back in a few days." ”

"Babble,"

The fat doll said hello in a milky voice, and her big eyes rolled around.