Yu and Bai whispered about the preciousness of Kunshan jade, but Fenghuang seemed to not have heard.
Now the resentment between the moonlight and Maitreya has deepened, making it inconvenient to continue searching for the Jushi gold.
A principal entity with two clones and Ta Qing Sheng Yan had little contact, with abundant Shou Yang copper in the heart of Shou Yang Mountain, but she dare not go there.
What are you saying now? Kunshan jade? I can't tread on the ground of SuMi gold and Shouyang copper, but if you mention Kunshan jade, for Deng Chan Yu, it's as much as she wants. If she wants it, she can just go dig with a shovel; what's so difficult about that? Do you think I don't know where Kunlun Mountain is?
The supreme mother of Taian sees that Fenghuang is truly indifferent, and for a moment, she has some doubts about her roots. The Phoenix tribe is not fallen? Now so wealthy? Even Kunshan jade doesn't matter to them?
In the end, the Kunyu chariot was given to the Queen Mother of Yutai, and the eight flying birds were all released by Fenghuang. If they couldn't be seen before, it was fine, but now that she has seen them, she has to lend a hand.
When the supreme mother of Taian left Yutai, Deng Chan Yu of Emei Mountain was also asking Nuwa why the supreme mother of Taian came out of the mountain and what purpose she had in finding Xuan Shih Tianzun?
Nuwa said ungraciously, "Who knows what they three Qing did when they were traveling around in the past? At that time, I wasn't even a sage yet. I don't know, I'm not interested, and I don't want to listen!"
Deng Chan Yu: " "
Fine, just be careful for a while
Yu Yutian's Lord of the Heavens shifted his gaze from the Peach Festival Banquet, pondered for a moment, and then looked towards the Shouyang Mountain's Ba Jing Temple.
"Big brother."
"What is it?"
The Lord of the Heavens, feeling indignant, laughed: "Big brother, what are you talking about? The Supreme Mother has come out of the mountains. For what purpose? Don't tell me you're unaware of it."
The tone of Ta Qing Sheng Yan was exceptionally calm: "The master has his own arrangements. Just let everything follow its natural course."
Feeling that his words might have been too insensitive, he added: "If you're interested, you can go and reinforce the big formation that our three brothers set up in the past."
Tongtian hesitated for a moment: "Really sit back and watch? That guy is also our brother, after all."
This time, Ta Qing answered quite decisively: "Only our three brothers were manifested by the spirit of our father god. There was no fourth one."
"Marshall, please drink this cup to the full!" Prince Deng smiled from ear to ear, toasting Fenghuang. But it was a bit too close, almost lying in her arms.
Long Ji, standing beside, widened her eyes and wanted to scold a few things, but she didn't know how to start, because at this moment there were so many female immortals gathered around Fenghuang.
A woman who is always surrounded by fairies is bound to have some connections that go beyond friendship. It's natural for this environment to influence her. Even the Queen Mother of Yutai doesn't see any problem with Dr. Long Ji and Fenghuang being together, nor do the public in the mortal world find it odd that Su Hu's pregnant wife, Daji, is with child. In fact, this is the best time ever.
The female immortals usually spend their days honing their dance skills, exercising their figures, and practicing their voices. Suddenly encountering Fenghuang, who is someone who effortlessly subdues enemies, is a stark contrast to their usual lifestyle, and it throws them into disarray.
Layer upon layer, inside and out, all around Fenghuang were beautiful fairies. Jiangziyao, such a straightforward man, was pushed to the side palace. Only the old Zhu enjoyed himself immersed in a sea of fairies, splashing around with ease. He accepted every toast and ate every fruit offered to him. His round face beamed with joy, convinced that following the Marshall was the best decision he'd ever made in his life
Taking advantage of the fact that Fenghuang was surrounded by a group of fairies and while Long Ji hesitated between drawing her sword and her dagger, the Mother Saint of the Turtle Spirit sought out Guiyu, who was acting oddly and had been dodging her gaze, outside the Yutai Pond.
"Were you regretful?" She cut straight to the point, asking very straightforwardly.
If Guilingshen had been more indirect and gradually led to the topic, Guiyu might have actually revealed her true feelings. But with such a direct approach, she felt a bit uncomfortable. Could she betray her clan by openly admitting regret?
It should be known that the other two female immortals of the Turtle Spirit tribe, that is, Guiyan and Guiqing, are still firm in their resolve with no sign of wavering. In this context, her own behavior as Guiyu seems particularly cowardly and averse to danger.
"Nanny, I"
"Big sister, you're here? Why are you crying?" Jingwei emerged from the lotus pond, her little face covered in black and gray. The official robe she was wearing was also stained with dirt, and she looked messy overall.
The Turtle Saint Elder furrowed her brow, surprised to see Jingwei hiding here. She had no idea that this little girl was so good at camouflaging herself. She turned her gaze towards Guiyu, who lowered her head, clearly not interested in continuing the previous topic.
There were outsiders present, and it was not the time to speak about private matters. The Turtle Saint Elder waved her sleeve and left.
Guiyu held her head in her arms and cried for a while before looking up at Jingwei, who was sitting on the railing.
"Come down, let me help you tidy up your clothes. You're such a pretty child, how did you get like this?"
Jingwei waved it off carelessly: "I'll get it dirty again anyway, what's the point of tidying it?"
Guiyu disagreed with that statement: "Clean clothes are your own, and no one can take them away from you. If you don't care about yourself, who else will?"
Jingwei quickly nodded: "Big sister, you're right. I was thinking the same thing!"
After that, she gave a big smile.
Guiyu understood the meaning behind Jingwei's words, and her thoughts immediately grew heavy.
She felt that Jingwei was more intelligent than she had imagined. Under this young girl's face, there seemed to be an extraordinary level of insight.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because we're friends!"
"What else is there?"
This time, Jingwei thought for a moment and said seriously: "Because the master has said 'Don't do evil because it is small, and don't do good because it is small'. Doing good things often will lead to good results!"
Although she felt like she had become a kind of machine for Jingwei to accumulate good merits, Guiyu was still very grateful for Jingwei's help. She had no intention of reporting the Turtle Spirit to the authorities, nor did she plan to seek out any great power to stand up for her. Instead, she wanted to find an opportunity to have a long talk with her grandaunt, to clarify her thoughts.
"Nanny, are we going back to the mountain?" Qingyān asked the Supreme Mother.
To be honest, they were somewhat shocked by this. A little-known disciple, confronting five people at once and directly capturing one of their sisters on the spot, forcing the Supreme Mother to submit, made it very hard for Qingyān and Chìguī, who had been in hiding for billions of years, to accept the reality.
The Supreme Mother paid no attention to their thoughts, and said solemnly, "Only the Three Pure Ones can seal the Primordial Demon. Since Taqing is unwilling to step forward and Yucqing is not here, we can only look to Shangqing."
They didn't know where the Lord of the Heavenly Blue now was, but it was no problem. What they noticed was that Bizhou, who had previously boasted a lot, was being watched by them. In secret, Chigui also left a mark on Bizhou. As long as Bizhou left the Peach Palace, they would follow her.
