Rewards

Qingxuan seemed to be used to the woman's mischievous teasing. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are in a good mood. Why don't you practice for another hour and strive to switch forms freely as soon as possible?"

Upon hearing this, Yanzhu's hand on Qingxuan's broad shoulder stiffened, and then she pressed hard, while at the same time covering the opposite shoulder with her other hand, jumping lightly on her toes, and wrapping her arms around the waist of the person in front of her, hanging her whole body on Qingxuan's back.

Just like when we were at Yaofeng.

Yanzhu's movements were smooth and she was very skilled at driving.

Fortunately, the man slid down with his big hands to support the knees, preventing the person on his back from slipping and keeping him sitting steadily.

"Have you forgotten what the Divine Lord said? You rest at 12:30 PM every night. Today we're just getting started with theory."

"Carry me on your back and walk back."

Yan Zhu opened her red lips and gave orders without any politeness.

Qingxuan finally compromised, as if he was always at a disadvantage in the battle with the second form.

"Okay, it seems the God has a very good memory. Then don't forget the first hour of the morning."

Yan Zhu smiled brightly: "Remember."

Qingxuan turned around, carried the woman on his back, and walked down the mountain in the moonlight.

Yan Zhu, who was lying on his back, hummed softly, letting her body be enveloped by the pure, cold, and snowy aura. She rested her chin lightly on the man's shoulder, tilted her head slightly, and her delicate cheek brushed against the man's ear from time to time, causing the man under her to stiffen for a moment.

Yan Zhu never tires of teasing and flirting with men, and she becomes more and more aggressive, intentionally approaching the man's bottom line.

"What is God thinking? Why are you walking so unsteadily? And hey, why is your heart beating so fast?"

Yan Zhu deliberately teased and flirted with him.

Qingxuan lowered her eyes, a faint fragrance lingering in her nose. At this moment, her breath was like the fragrance of orchids, causing an uncontrollable tingling in her ears.

"Did the God have a great time?"

Qingxuan asked in a low voice, but the ending tone was flat.

Yan Zhu didn't hide her wanton frivolity at all: "It's not enough."

Suddenly, Qingxuan stopped and said in a calm voice, but it was not difficult to hear a hint of restraint and forbearance in it: "If you move again, I won't carry you."

But he didn't know that no matter which form Yanzhu was in, he was a rebellious person.

Hearing this, Yan Zhu's eyebrows became more playful. She crossed her arms, tightened her face, and the next second her red lips pressed tightly against the man's earlobe, creating a collision of cold and hot.

In an instant, Qingxuan's body was extremely stiff, but then he reacted and immediately let go and pushed Yanzhu away.

Yan Zhu, with her feet on the ground, patted her sleeves naturally, then looked at Qing Xuan with anger in her beautiful eyes. She saw that the latter's face was tense, his lips were pressed into a straight line, and the calm smile in his eyes that usually appeared in his eyes had disappeared at this moment.

Yan Zhu snorted in her heart, let’s see how long you can keep pretending.

"I didn't mean to do that. The mountain road is bumpy. It's all your fault for not walking steadily while carrying someone on your back. You need more practice."

The woman's voice was like crisp jade falling on a plate.

Yan Zhu saw the man staring at her silently, with a complicated look in his eyes. Compared to his usual calm fake smile, he now had a bit more restraint and forbearance, and occasionally revealed a distant and distant look.

No matter what the reason was for hiding his cultivation and staying in the lonely realm, she would uncover it for him...

The original form is soft-hearted and easily believes what men say, while the second form does not believe it.

Whenever the acting came to her, she would just act with him.

Yan Zhu smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Or is it that the Lord God is treating me—"

"Yanzhu." Qingxuan called.

The woman raised an eyebrow, waiting for what was to come.

Qingxuan lowered his eyes, coughed, and abruptly changed the subject: "The one who secretly removed the Scorpio Grass Powder was a traitor within the Divine Realm."

Yanzhu knew that the man was trying to change the subject, but things would eventually backfire, so it was not impossible to stop here today, so she followed the man's lead.

"I know, but he's been hiding in the God Realm for a long time. Only he can come out on his own. Otherwise, our search for him would be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Qingxuan continued: "When I fought him that day, I saw a small mole on his earlobe."

"Oh? You actually hid this clue from your good Lord? You don't believe it?"

Qingxuan shook his head: "The Lord of Heaven only looks at the results. On the contrary, the fewer clues people know, the better."

Yan Zhu nodded and said, "If the plan behind the scenes fails, there will be another one. Don't worry, wait for them to take action first."

After saying that, Qingxuan nodded, and then continued: "Let's go."

After Yanzhu passed Qingxuan, she turned into a stream of light and returned to the lonely land alone.

The faint fragrance was gradually blown away by the night wind, and Qingxuan then left.

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The next morning, at 1:05 a.m., when the first rooster crowed, a clear and gentle voice like water came from outside the window.

"Yanzhu."

Wujiu in the space was awakened first. He raised his mirror to observe, and ripples appeared on the mirror surface. When he realized that the night was still dark, the ripples disappeared immediately, and the whole space was as silent as a pool of stagnant water...

It’s so hard, but fortunately it’s just a companion artifact, the owner just needs to work hard and doesn’t need it to practice.

Qingxuan knocked on the door, then with an indifferent expression, he casually flipped his hand, slightly amplifying the chirping of insects in the flower garden outside the house and the crowing of chickens next to it, which came into the house through the crack in the door.

Yan Zhu, who was lying in bed, said: "..."

Mimi on the other side was snoring softly and sleeping soundly.

Damn Qingxuan, this is definitely revenge, just because she teased and flirted with him last night.

It's just the second form's doing, what does it have to do with the original form?!

"A day's plan begins in the morning, so please don't delay, God."

“The essence of the morning lies in the fact that the yin and yang of heaven and earth have not yet been separated, and we wait for the first rays of the rising sun to flourish.”

Yanzhu covered her head with the quilt, but the sounds of roosters crowing and insects could be heard, especially Qingxuan's nagging, the more plain it was, the more irritating it was.

She took a breath and got out of bed. After opening the door, her eyes were blazing with anger. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Shut up."

Qingxuan raised an eyebrow.

Yan Zhu casually threw Wu Jiu away, and the latter floated in the air, looking a little confused.

Yan Zhu laughed maliciously, looked at Wu Jiu, and said, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to learn the shadow-recording technique from Yi Cao Zhu? Together."

No one can sleep.

Qingxuan understood and, ignoring Yarrow Pearl's thoughts, summoned the latter and pushed him towards Wujiu, "Teach him well."

Before Yicaozhu could doubt Zhusheng, Wujiu protested: "Master, I'm not in a hurry. Just try your best."

Unexpectedly, Yanzhu applied Qingxuan's words to practical use, "A day's plan begins in the morning, so study hard."

Wujiu is heartbroken.

The yarrow beads were filled with purple light, overflowing with color.

One taught and the other learned, until the sky turned pale and the first ray of golden light fell on the flower garden and the profiles of the two people. In the faint halo, the two people looked serious and immersed in their practice.

An hour later, the sky was bright, and morning clouds stretched across the sky, one after another, stretching out like a scroll.

Yanzhu jumped out of the rotation of the sea of ​​consciousness, opened her eyes, and saw steaming dumplings and fragrant tea eggs on the stone table.

Qingxuan said, "Come here," while fiddling with the dishes.

By the way, he said to Wu Jiu and Yi Cao Zhu, who were staring at each other, "Stop standing there."

After the words were spoken, the two companion artifacts "whooshed" and flew back to their respective spaces tacitly without saying a word.

Yan Zhu took a bite of the bun and said vaguely, "How are the two of them training?"

Qingxuan sipped his tea: "There was no communication from the beginning to the end."

Yan Zhu's eyes were filled with surprise: "Is there any other way for divine artifacts to communicate?"

Qingxuan: “It’s possible.”

Yanzhu had just finished eating a bun when she heard a lot of footsteps coming from outside the door.

She turned her head to look at Qingxuan, and saw that he was calm and composed, so she understood that he was not the one who came to kill her.

"Is Lord Yanzhu here?" the divine servant shouted into the courtyard.

Yan Zhu pushed the door open and found that many palace maids were standing in an orderly manner behind the divine servant, with their heads bowed and two people standing, holding jade plates in their hands, which were filled with large and small treasures from heaven and earth, as well as spiritual stones and elixirs.

She looked at the divine attendant in surprise, who smiled and explained, "Congratulations, Divine Master! The Heavenly Sovereign has specially bestowed upon you this reward in recognition of your meritorious service in purifying the turbid air. Where should I put it?"

"Ah? A reward?"

Yan Zhu was puzzled, but seeing the divine servant's confident expression, as if he had given it to the wrong person, she stepped aside and pointed to the south house, "Then please put it there, divine servant."

After the words fell, Yan Zhu suddenly remembered Qing Xuan's calm words about putting him in the south room the day before yesterday, and how Tian Jun mentioned compensation after asking about it...

"Okay."

The divine servants led many palace maids into the palace.

Yanzhu looked at everyone busy at work and turned back to continue eating the dumplings.

Qing Xuan smiled and asked the person beside him in a low voice, "Don't you want to take a look? I think the Heavenly Lord is generous this time, so the things will be well received."

Yan Zhu put a mouthful of bun in her mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, then said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Don't make us in Gujing feel like we haven't seen the world yet."

Qingxuan smiled faintly and said nothing.

After everyone left, the two of them fiddled with rare treasures and various elixirs in the south room. Yan Zhu looked at the luminous bead in her hand with shining eyes. "Legend has it that the sword is called Juque and the bead is called Yeguang. It really lives up to its reputation. This luminous bead has a rich and soft luster and feels warm and cool to the touch."

"It looks really beautiful in the sunlight." Yan Zhu's pair of shining pupils reflected the pearl light, and she saw a trace of vertical lines in it.

"Wow, I'm rich! I still have so many spirit stones. I'll ask Jin Huang to go shopping with me someday!"

Qingxuan withdrew his gaze, then used his long fingers to pick out a bottle of God-level Soul-Returning Pill from among the numerous pills and handed it to Yanzhu: "The other pills are all used for spiritual cultivation, this bottle of Soul-Returning Pill may be useful to you."

Yanzhu turned around and waved to take in the space.

"Although you concealed your cultivation, you sacrificed your life in the Broken Mirror, and I will offset it one by one. You can take whatever rewards you like."

"Oh?" Qingxuan raised an eyebrow. "Whatever you like is fine?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhu became wary. After all, this man was a man of deep thoughts and not as simple and honest as he appeared, so she chose her words carefully: "Of course, don't empty it out for me. Three things! Just three, you choose."

Qingxuan's eyes were filled with meaning, and then he picked up three spirit stones.

Yan Zhu opened his eyes wide, incredulous. He pointed at the treasures beside him and said, "If I sell one of these things, it would be worth more than three spirit stones?"

Should we say that he is incorruptible or that he has no vision?

Qingxuan smiled and left the house: "That's it."

Yan Zhu then raised her foot and saw two people coming outside the door.

She met Jin Huang's nervous expression, stepped forward and spread her hands, and took the initiative to say: "I'm fine, this is not good."

Jin Huang walked over to Yan Zhu in two or three steps, looked her over carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief. "After all, your cultivation is low. How could a lowly cultivator like you, who doesn't even have a Golden Core, attract such a murder in broad daylight?"

Yan Zhu's forehead twitched, and she joked, "So what? What if it's because of my beauty? The God Realm is re-selecting the top flower and judging the most beautiful woman. I'm blocking someone's path. After all, this kind of thing happened during the last competition."

Gui Zang laughed and said, "Although Sister Yanzhu doesn't have the stunning beauty of the first one, she is quite confident."

Yan Zhu's face darkened, but she still raised her hand to salute: "Gui Zang Divine Lord."

Gui Zang waved his hand: "Sister Yanzhu, you are too polite. Didn't I tell you already? You are familiar with Jinhuang, so why are you so polite to me? You don't have to be polite in the future. It's too troublesome."

Yan Zhu took Jin Huang's hand and returned to the south room. He waved his hand and said, "You can pick whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you empty the room."

Jin Huang: "Then I won't be polite."

In the courtyard, Qingxuan, who was still holding three spirit stones, said: ...

Gui Zang also came into the room: "Sister Yanzhu, I want it too."