"Hahahaha, hahahaha!" After he left, the Marquis of Qi laughed. His laughter was desolate and shrill, like the crow of a crow.

The White Crane boy turned a deaf ear to this. After exiting the palace, he handed the whip to Princess Longji who was waiting here. He bowed and said, "Kunlun has done what he promised to heaven."

Long Ji nodded: "From now on, as long as the Chanjiao Immortal who has become a god in the flesh is willing to enter the Heavenly Court, he will obtain a high position in the Heavenly Court."

"Thank you." The White Crane boy transformed into a huge white crane, flapped his wings slightly, and soared into the sky in an instant.

Long Ji held the magic whip tightly and thought to himself: There is an undercurrent surging...

I thought that the sealing of the 365 Righteous Gods would be the end of everything, but now it seems that is not the case.

Wuzhuang Temple.

Ginseng Garden.

After listening to Qin Yao's guess, Qingfeng sighed: "Among the gods, he is the worst, right? He is even worse than his defeated generals."

Qin Yao said: "If you don't have enough virtue and ability, even if you stand on the wind and fly up, you will definitely fall down in the end."

Qingfeng winked: "Don't you go and see him? The name is ready. Congratulations on him becoming the Marquis of Qi. He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people."

Qin Yao laughed and said: "I'm afraid that if I go there with this reason, I will make him angry to death that day. Forget it, after a hundred years, I will go to his grave to toast him with a drink.

Along the way, my relationship with him has been constantly changing. Heaven is constantly changing, and so are people. In the end, it will probably be the dead who are the most important."

"Qingfeng Fairy Boy, Qingfeng Fairy Boy..." Just when Qingfeng was amused by the words "The deceased is the greatest," a series of anxious calls suddenly sounded outside the manor.

Qingfeng frowned slightly and suppressed his smile: "Wait a moment, fellow Daoist Shen, I'll go ask what's going on."

"Let's go together." Qin Yao said: "If there is any trouble, I can also help."

Lean less.

The two immortals flew up at the same time and turned into a divine rainbow and appeared in front of Wuzhuang Temple.

"Qingfeng Fairy Boy."

At the bottom of the door, an old Taoist saw Qingfeng's figure and said quickly: "Please Fairy Boy, follow me to Qinghe Village quickly. There is an evil dragon at work in the village, bullying men and dominating women..."

"Evil dragon?" Qin Yao's face changed slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly, already having some bad premonitions.

Qingfeng nodded, and a fairy cloud rose under his feet: "Come up, I will take you back to Qinghe Village."

"Yes." The old Taoist quickly shrank down to an inch and climbed onto the fairy cloud in an instant.

A golden cloud also condensed under Qin Yao's feet, and rose into the sky together: "Qingfeng, don't you need to activate the defensive array of Wuzhuang Temple?"

Qingfeng smiled and said: "No, no one dares to come to Wuzhuang Temple to steal things..."

During the conversation, two fairy clouds flashed across the sky, moving rapidly above the sky, getting further and further away from Wuzhuang Temple under their feet.

"Fairy boy, after destroying the evil dragon, can you leave the dragon's corpse to the poor Taoist?" The old Taoist priest rubbed his hands on the white clouds.

Sensing his greed, Qingfeng felt unhappy and said calmly: "In Wuzhuang Temple, you can just call me Xiantong. When you leave Wuzhuang Temple, what should you call me?"

The old Taoist priest was slightly startled. Looking at the expressionless immortal, a chill came over his heart: "Great Immortal Qingfeng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's the poor Taoist Meng Lang."

Qingfeng looked worried: "My master is a great immortal, and I am also a great immortal?"

The old Taoist priest was frightened, his thoughts were racing, and he stretched out his hand to slap his mouth: "I made a mistake again, I should be beaten, I should be beaten, ancestor, you don't remember the mistakes of villains, can you bypass me this time?"

"Do you still want the evil dragon body?" Qingfeng asked.

The old Taoist priest waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I am a monk who has not yet achieved immortality, how can I covet the body of a dragon..."

Watching Qingfeng beating the greedy old Taoist priest, Qin Yao's expression gradually became weird.

Qingfeng is the words of the ancestor.

What about the bright moon?

Mingyue Immortal Lord?

While the three of them were having their own thoughts, two fairy clouds came one after another over a village.

Then, Qingfeng turned his hand and summoned a fairy sword that shone with a faint green light, and landed on the cloud head first.

"This way, here..."

After landing, the old Taoist priest continued to lead the way, and soon he led the two immortals to a courtyard decorated with lights and colors.

Looking around, I saw many people sitting around tables with heavy faces. At the door of the hall, an old couple sat stiffly on chairs, and in front of them was a newlywed couple who were worshiping.

"Where is the demon dragon?"

Qingfeng strode into the courtyard, stared at the groom, and shouted sternly.

The groom, who was wearing a red robe and a groom's hat, turned around and looked. The first thing he saw was the breeze. He subconsciously wanted to curse. Then he saw Qin Yao who walked into the courtyard after him. His eyes suddenly turned into copper.

Bell, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, which frightened all the guests in the courtyard.

Qingfeng followed the groom's gaze and looked at Qin Yao, and immediately asked: "Do you... know each other?"

Qin Yao sighed: "I hope I don't know you."

However, the moment Qingfeng turned his head, the groom knelt down to Qin Yao: "Meet the Immortal!"

Qin Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems we know each other."

Qingfeng pursed her lips and turned around to get out of the way: "In that case, let you handle it."

Qin Yao sighed and said to the groom: "Which sea are you from?"

The groom swallowed nervously, and a thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead: "Reporting to the Immortal, Xiaolong is from the North Sea Dragon Clan."

"The North Sea Dragon Clan... is coming out." Qin Yao said in a low voice.

The groom was so frightened that he almost peed. He kowtowed in a hurry, and his forehead soon made a pothole in the ground.
Chapter completed!