A stream of dark golden light poured in from between Fang Jian's eyebrows, and in less than ten breaths it flowed throughout Fang Jian's entire body, inside and out.

As this dark golden light flowed through Fang Jian's hundreds of acupoints, the tearing on Fang Jian's body stopped instantly, and all the pain was sealed at this moment.

However, Fang Jian's magical powers and magic power were also sealed along with the pain.

But despite this, Fang Jian, whose face was distorted with pain, finally felt a little relief. Then he was no longer able to maintain his composure and fell into a deep sleep.

...

In the Penglai Tianjie Inspection Office, Wang Yao and four others were sitting there staring at each other.

I heard one person say, "It's been five or six days, why hasn't Master Hongqing made any move yet?"

Another woman said, "Let alone a Taiyi Xuanxian like Master Hongqing, even if it's you and I, we'll be in seclusion for at least a month or two, right? How could it be that fast?"

"Su Ye is right." The shorter man said, "Who is Master Hongqing? No matter what, it's not our turn to worry about him."

After the man finished speaking, everyone present nodded, even Wang Yao nodded and said, "Yes, it's not our turn to worry about it."

"Besides, there's no point in worrying about it," said another woman.

Everyone smiled knowingly when they heard this. It was indeed true. Although Fang Jian was now a patrol captain like the four of them, even Wang Yao did not dare to really treat Fang Jian as his subordinate.

Take these few days for example, Fang Jian has been in seclusion and has not come out. There has been no news or movement, and Wang Yao didn't even dare to knock on the door.

"Okay, okay, let's stop worrying about it and just go do our own thing." Wang Yao stood up and waved to everyone.

But just as everyone stood up, a ray of fairy light suddenly fell outside the main hall.

Wang Yao and others were stunned. The fairy light was indeed falling from the sky, but anyone who could fly over Tianhefang was definitely not an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Wang Yao immediately led everyone out to meet them.

When Wang Yao and others came out of the main hall, they found that a pink and jade-like child, cute and tender, who looked only about ten years old, walked out of the fairy light.

I saw that little boy had a cinnabar dot on his brow, his hair was tied up with a jade scarf, he had an upright posture and an extraordinary handsome appearance.

After the child emerged from the celestial light, he looked at Wang Yao and the others before him and asked, "Who are you? Wang Yao, the officer in charge of the Penglai Heavenly Street Inspection Division?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yao immediately stepped forward and bowed, "I am Wang Yao, the Chief of the Penglai Heavenly Street Inspection Office. I pay my respects to the immortal boy."

The boy glanced at Wang Yao, then said, "I am Qingyan, the boy who serves as a personal attendant to the great envoy."

Wang Yao was shocked when he heard this. The three words "Grand Master" seemed so distant yet so heavy to him.

How could he, a sixth-rank immortal official, deserve the emperor's order to send his personal boy to deliver the imperial edict?

Wang Yao bowed respectfully and said, "I wonder what the great envoy has to say?"

The boy Qingyan took out a talisman from his sleeve and presented it to Wang Yao, saying, "This is the talisman from the Grand Emissary, Master Zhunhongqing, Fang Jian, asking for leave. The Grand Emissary sent me to deliver it to Master Wang."

"Ask for leave?" Wang Yao took the imperial edict and was immediately stunned.

It was indeed a request for leave, stating that Fang Jian had been injured due to unsuccessful cultivation, and therefore needed to take some time off. It also had the seal of the Grand Envoy of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, but that was the only seal.

Wang Yao was horrified. What did this mean? This meant that the chief envoy had bypassed all the necessary procedures and personally approved Fang Jian's leave.

Wang Yao immediately and solemnly put away the talisman, then said to the boy Qingyan, "Please come in, fairy boy. Master Hongqing is resting in the abode in the backyard."

The Qingyan boy shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. Master Hongqing was taken away by the great envoy Wei Li six days ago. Today I am only here to deliver the imperial edict for leave. Now that the edict has arrived, I must return to report. Farewell."

After saying this, the boy Qingyan made a talisman in his hand, immediately stepped on the blue cloud and soared into the sky, disappearing in the boundless starlight in an instant.

Only Wang Yao and the other four were left looking at the clouds in the sky, their eyes filled with shock and complexity, not knowing what they were thinking.

We are all immortal officials, so why is there such a big gap between us?

Maybe, this is life.

...

Amid the clear and pleasant sound of wind chimes, Fang Jian slowly opened his eyes and immediately smelled the extremely pleasant fragrance of sandalwood.

Fang Jian's consciousness was a little hazy at first, but he quickly regained consciousness under the effect of the jade sandalwood, and then he suddenly sat up from the jade couch.

With crane lanterns, gauze curtains and curling sandalwood smoke, this is an elegant palace with ancient charm.

He lowered his head and looked down, and found himself sitting on a soft and elegant jade couch that exuded a jade-like aura.

He was about to fly off the jade bed, but found that there was no response in his body when he used his magic power. He hurriedly checked his condition, but found that his Taoist cultivation was actually sealed.

"It was the Queen Mother of the West who sealed your Taoism and cultivation." The voice of the Hongmeng Editor sounded in Fang Jian's soul.

Fang Jian frowned slightly, raised his hand and touched his numb forehead, as if he remembered that he seemed to have been taken away by the Queen Mother of the West in a hazy state.

"Where is this?" Fang Jian was a little confused, then he walked to the door of the palace and slowly opened it with both hands.

A fresh breeze blew across Fang Jian's face, carrying with it a whiff of the pure and tranquil fragrance of flowers.

Fang Jian walked out of the hall, letting the breeze blow his clothes, but his eyes were fixed on the front.

It was a sea of ​​flowers. Walking down the steps of the temple, except for a winding jade path, every place you looked was a world of flowers.

There are flowers of various colors, red, yellow, purple, green, white, pink... There are even three-color flowers, five-color flowers, seven-color flowers and nine-color flowers.

The colors are so colorful and the beauty is so dazzling.

But Fang Jian could still see the similarities among these flowers at a glance. Although the colors of so many flowers were different, one thing was certain.

Those are the flowers, all peonies.

Fang Jian's cultivation was now completely sealed, and he could only see and hear everything. When he took a few steps forward, he vaguely saw a figure busy in the sea of ​​flowers, watering and turning the soil. Everything was so natural and effortless, everything was so elegant and leisurely.

Fang Jian slowly walked down the steps of the palace, stepped onto the broken jade path, and quickly came to the vicinity of the figure busy in the sea of ​​flowers.

This time Fang Jian saw clearly that the figure was none other than the Queen Mother of the West.

"Grand Envoy." Fang Jian hurried forward and bowed, saying, "Your Highness Fang Jian greets you, Grand Envoy."

At this time, the Queen Mother of the West was not wearing the imperial robe of Xuanmian, but a plain Taoist robe with lotus flowers. Her long black hair was tied into a bun, and a light green hairpin was passed through her soft and thick bun, making her look very elegant and graceful.

The Lady of the Nine Heavens put down the embroidered jade flower hoe in her hand, turned around and looked at Fang Jian, her eyes, which contained the galaxy, were filled with smiles.

"You've become obsessed with it, young man."

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady stood in the lonely pavilion in the sea of ​​flowers, looking at Fang Jian with a smile and said.