There was a thud, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

It wasn't because the other Taoists didn't have the same problem, but because they were also numb.

Jing Shaoci watched Yan Zixiu making eye contact with another man, and immediately walked over, not caring whether he was a god or a human.

When Shen Yan saw Jing Shaoci, he immediately knew that his chance to counterattack had come.

"Yan Zixiu, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years, and you actually did that."

Shen Yan usually doesn't speak, but when he does, he is absolutely merciless.

He raised the corners of his lips wantonly, "Why don't you tell me how it feels to be a zero?"

Jing Shaoci sneered after hearing this and said, "So you think the receiver is inferior to others, why don't I and my wife go to talk to Lin Shian?"

Shen Yan's face changed instantly, looking at Yan Zixiu and said sharply, "You cursed and swore at me for this mortal, but now you are going to turn against me?"

After the voice fell, Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu in surprise and said, "Yan Yan, you cursed?"

Yan Zixiu's ears turned red, but he still nodded, and asked hesitantly, "But... not good?"

"Very good." Jing Shaoci finished his compliment without hesitation, and then leaned close to his ear, "Tell me, what did you curse?"

Shen Yan looked at the interaction between the two and took a deep breath.

"You two should stop it." Yu Yixi, a turbulent and a dui.

Yan Zixiu glanced at him with his peripheral vision and said indifferently: "I don't want to."

Even Shen Yan didn't expect that the ruthless Taiqing Divine Lord who cultivated the great way would become so annoying one day.

Unable to bear it any longer, he simply turned around and walked towards the altar.

"Shen Yan." Yan Zixiu suddenly called him.

Shen Yan tilted his head slightly, "What's the matter."

"Since I have summoned you, you must protect the creatures here."

Shen Yan didn't say anything, but his figure became more and more blurred.

Just before he was about to return to the God Realm, he said, "Yan Zixiu, if you dare to call me again, try."

He didn't say the next sentence, but it was obvious from his lip shape that it was a curse.

One curse per person, fair and reasonable.

Just as Shen Yan completely disappeared, the main hall suddenly began to shake, and the sky outside the hall darkened instantly.

The sound of people falling to the ground rang out one after another. The Taoist priests had persisted for so long, and finally fainted in a row like dominoes.

Taoist Suixu turned his head to look at the people beside him, trembling his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I fainted first."

After that, he fell to the ground in the sight of Taoist Zhenqiong.

Sixteen of the seventeen high-ranking priests were unconscious, and only Taoist Zhenqiong was still holding on.

He pretended to be calm and said to Master Mingru: "Master, do you think this invitation to the saint is a big deal? Does my Taoist master have unlimited power?"

Master Mingru didn't even blink until he finished speaking.

"Master, are you listening?"

Taoist Master Zhenqiong saw that the reaction was wrong, so he raised his hand and patted the other party's arm.

As a result, Master Mingru fell down with his eyes open.

It turned out that the master had fainted a long time ago, but he didn't fall down because he leaned against the pillar behind him.

After leaving Linjiang Temple, Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci went home directly.

Later, Fan Daode learned about this from Taoist Master Suixu, and he beat his chest with regret.

"That's a holy god. I will never see him again in my life."

After hearing this, Taoist Sui Xu said numbly, "That's nothing. The saint treated Master as an equal."

Fan Daode's breathing twitched and he almost couldn't slow down.

Sorry, the Special Management Office is not worthy.

The filming of the movie was completed and the Luotian Grand Ceremony was successfully concluded. Li Fengzhi helped Yan Zixiu push other work so that he could rest until after the New Year.

That day, Yan Zixiu quietly found Xie Chence.

"Master, can you go somewhere with me?"

Xie Chence looked at him and said, "You and I alone?"

"Yes." He nodded.

"Okay."

Yan Zixiu had already reported this matter to Jing Shaoci in advance. Although Jing Shaoci was a little angry, he still agreed reluctantly.

After the two of them came to the Jing family courtyard, Yan Zixiu wiped his hand and a magic circle with silver light appeared on the ground.

"Uncle Master, let's go."

After stepping into the magic circle, all the surrounding scenes faded away in an instant.

In order to avoid dizziness, Xie Chence closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw a towering fairy mountain.

"There is a Fallen Fairy Pond under Kunlun Mountain, which is specially used to punish fairies."

****

The two of them walked for several days in a row. Although Yin Qinghe was not worried, she still missed her lover.

"Where do you think Xiaowu took Chence?"

Jing Shaoci snorted coldly, his whole face was tense as if Yin Qinghe owed him hundreds of millions.

"What are you snorting for? Do you have endocrine disorders if you don't sleep with Xiaowu?"

Jing Shaoci snorted again, without even the desire to retort.

"Hiss..." Yin Qinghe had just gritted her teeth, and suddenly seemed to feel something, her expression changed, and she stood up and ran out the door.

"They are back!"

Jing Shaoci heard it and immediately followed.

When the two appeared in the courtyard, Xie Chence's eyes were actually red.

"Chence! Xiaowu!"

Yin Qinghe ran over with a smile on her face, but was suddenly hugged by Xie Chence.

"Xiaohe, Xiaohe..."

Yin Qinghe was misty and squinted blankly.

Seeing this scene, Yan Zixiu raised the corners of his lips lightly, and then walked towards Jing Shaoci.

"Did you get it back?" Jing Shaoci asked.

"Yeah."

Jing Shaoci squeezed his fingers, "You've been gone for so many days, you have to make it up to me."

In fact, Yan Zixiu had already returned as quickly as possible, but the weather was different from that in the mortal world, so he had to let his lover suffer.

"Okay, I'll make you some sweet potatoes with shredded pork."

Jing Shaoci hugged Yan Zixiu's waist, "Then you might as well let the sweet potatoes with shredded pork eat you."

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Jing Shaoci pressed him against the door and kissed him for a long time.

It was not until Yan Zixiu could no longer bear it and pushed him away that Jing Shaoci quickly restrained himself.

"Yan Yan, your master knows everything?" He changed the subject immediately.

"Hmm."

Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, and then he spoke again: "This is the first time I've seen my uncle cry."

Yin Qinghe's elixir was split open, which was supposed to be a disaster before becoming an immortal, but Xie Chence didn't shed a single tear, but directly stabbed the dagger into his neck.

After Yan Zixiu finished speaking, he raised his hand and opened his five fingers, and a miniature cloud emitting colorful light instantly appeared on his palm.

"Look, this is my master's immortal status."

Jing Shaoci looked at the cloud, but his heart suddenly tightened.

"Yan Yan, your master gave up his immortal status to be with your uncle, so did you also sacrifice something when you came back from the God Realm?"

Yan Zixiu opened his lips and finally said only two words: "No."

He was not lying, but he didn't think it was a sacrifice.

As long as I can be with Basi Sweet Potato, it doesn't matter if I don't become the Lord of Taiqing.

Jing Shaoci looked at his expression, raised his hand and hugged him in his arms, and didn't speak for a long time.

He knew it was not that Yanyan didn't want to make him feel guilty.

****

Before the Spring Festival, the crew of "The End of the World" released a trailer.

The opening scene was shot from a bird's-eye view over the vast bamboo forest. The breeze blew the bamboo leaves, turning up a wave of undulating green sea.

Then the light in the picture dimmed, and a man in a warrior's costume walked into the bamboo forest with a Tang horizontal sword.

The light smoke spread under the dim light of the shadow, and with a clanging sound, the man drew out the long sword with his backhand.

At this moment, the blade glowed with a deep blue phosphorescent light, and the moment it chopped down, the entire blade burst into flames.

With each move, the raging fire lingered on the long sword like a flaming dragon. The man turned his wrist and body, and the moment the camera slowed down was like the flying snow of the gods, and like the sparks of the world.

As the soft sword, folding fan, and halberd appeared one after another, the emotions of all those who clicked on this video began to explode with excitement. Every time they heard the sound of breaking wind, they felt that it hit their hearts hard.

The last weapon was a bow and arrow. As the man pulled the bowstring, the camera quickly moved closer.

The man wore a black mask, revealing only the eyebrows and eyes that even Feng Yue would admire.

And in those perfect black eyes, there was an aura that looked down on the world.

Just when the audience recognized that the warrior was Yan Zixiu himself, three arrows shot out from the bowstring, each of which was piercing the air and firmly fixed on the bamboo.

The tail of the arrow trembled and flickered out of the shadow, while the top of the arrow was nailed to three bamboo leaves exactly.

The last shot ended, and a line of big words appeared on the screen:

[May 1st, "The Doomsday Disaster", invites you to enter another world.]

Usually, when a popular star's trailer is released on Weibo, the number of reposts will not be low. It is not a problem for the fan club to lead the fans to repost hundreds of thousands of times. Clicking on the comments will also be full of control copywriting.

But when this promotional trailer came out, even Yan Zixiu's own fans were dumbfounded.

[Mom, can I watch this video if I’m anemic?]

[I’m a person who flatters people a lot, but I was speechless at that moment.]

[A passerby raised his hand and asked, is your brother from the Chinese Wushu Association?]

I don’t know if it was a hit, but five minutes later, the official Weibo account of the Chinese Wushu Association reposted this Weibo post and gave it high praise.

Before the fans even started to make any effort, the number of reposts of this Weibo post had exceeded one million.

Major video websites immediately reposted it, and the screen was filled with the sound of people climbing up the wall.

The playback rate of Bilibili exceeded 7 million in one day, and exceeded 10 million on the second day. On the third day, the official directly included the video in the list of must-see videos on the site.

This kind of video usually has another name, called: the treasure of the site.

After watching it, Yin Qinghe praised, "Wow, my apprentice is so handsome."

At Li Fengzhi's reminder, Yan Zixiu went online to repost the Weibo, and also thanked the assistant director and martial arts instructor who shot the trailer, and then calmly logged off.

Just as he was about to change clothes and go downstairs to eat, the door of the cloakroom was pushed open.

Yan Zixiu was only wearing pants, with his upper body completely exposed.

Jing Shaoci, who had just finished watching the video, saw this scene again and felt his nose start to heat up again.

Seeing that the person who came in was Ba Si Di Gua, Yan Zixiu did not let him go out as he did in the past, but just quickened the speed of putting on his clothes.

As a result, just as he put on the sleeves on his arms, Jing Shaoci stepped forward and grabbed his clothes.

"Don't mess around." Yan Zixiu said seriously.

Jing Shaoci didn't let go and said, "You can put it on after I ask you questions."

Yan Zixiu didn't want to stalemate with him, so he said, "Okay, ask."

"Yan Yan, do you know all the weapons?"

Yan Zixiu thought for a moment and nodded, but added, "But I'm best at the long sword."

His life weapon is the Nirvana Sword, which has been with him for tens of millions of years.

Jing Shaoci's eyes passed over his perfectly symmetrical abdominal muscles, and he simply reached out and touched it.

"Then, are you good at subduing the Sky-lifting Stick?"

Yan Zixiu frowned and asked in confusion, "What kind of stick is this?"

Jing Shaoci pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and began to answer his questions in his ear.

Ten seconds later, Jing Shaoci was punched directly in the stomach.

When the two went downstairs to eat, Xie Guanxin's eyes sparkled as soon as she saw Yan Zixiu, "Xiu Xiu, I saw the trailer, so handsome."

"Thank you, mother."

Yin Qinghe was going to compliment him, but when she saw Jing Shaoci holding his stomach, she asked, "Boy, do you feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"

Jing Shaoci was speechless and could only say, "I ate too much for lunch and couldn't digest it."

He couldn't say that he was beaten by his wife, right?

When Xie Guanxin heard this, she said with concern, "I'll ask someone to get you some digestive tablets?"

"Mom, don't bother, I'll just eat less this meal."

After everyone sat down, when the elders all picked up their chopsticks, Yan Zixiu picked up a piece of morel and put it on Jing Shaoci's plate.

As a result, Jing Shaoci immediately took advantage of the situation and touched his legs under the table.

Yan Zixiu took a deep breath, and the chopsticks in his hand were almost broken.

If it weren't for the fact that Little Bitter Melon couldn't withstand his second punch, the other party would definitely not have eaten this meal.

****

On New Year's Eve, Gu Jianfeng brought Gu Shiyi and Li Fengzhi to the Jing family to celebrate the New Year.

Everyone worked together to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. After eating happily, they found that it was snowing heavily outside again.

"Why don't we go out and have a snowball fight?" Gu Shiyi suggested.

Gu Jianfeng glanced at his son and said speechlessly: "How old are you still playing this?"

"I think this is a good idea. It's so fun to play during the New Year." Yin Qinghe said.

In fact, he ate too much at the New Year's Eve dinner and wanted to move around.

Hearing someone agreeing, Gu Shiyi suddenly became more excited, urging everyone to change into coats and come to the courtyard.

"Wife, I will protect you. I am very good at snowball fights."

Li Fengzhi heard this and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will help you make snowballs."

Yan Zixiu was not ready to leave, so Jing Shaoci naturally accompanied him to watch.

"Brother Jing, sister-in-law, come and play together, it's so boring to just stand there!" Gu Shiyi shouted.

Yan Zixiu shook his head slightly, "No, you guys just play."

Gu Shiyi looked at Yin Qinghe, wanting his master to speak up and pull people out.

As a result, Yin Qinghe made a gesture to calm down, and on the other hand, he asked Xie Chence to help him make a snowball.

At this time, Xie Chongyun, who was held by Jing Fengyi, said, "Big brother, second brother, I want a snowball too."

Jing Shaoci heard this and pinched a snowball and handed it to Yan Zixiu, who took it and put it on Xie Chongyun's furry gloves.

At this moment, a snowball bigger than two fists hit Jing Shaoci's neck

hard. Yan Zixiu's eyes sharpened, and he grabbed the snowball in an instant.

He turned his head to look in the direction where the snowball came from, but saw Yin Qinghe raised his chin and said, "Xiaowu, are you coming?"