Chapter 269 Xuanyuan: Le [Third update please vote](1/3)
There is a real Huanglong riding a cloud boat. It only takes two days to see the heaven and earth in the distance.
Li Ping'an did not return to Zhuyun Sect first, but put on a disguise and passed by Dong'an City. When he entered the Dong'an City's formation, he suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Mu Ningning has not returned yet.
In his residence in Dong'an City, only Wen Ling'er was practicing quietly next to the increasingly huge white tiger.
Li Pingan had a thought in his mind.
I have never used this mount, and it has been fed by Wen Ling'er until it becomes fat and white. Well, it has real fairyland combat power;
What effect will it have if some heavenly virtues are injected into it later?
You can do it.
Li Ping'an quietly arrived outside the courtyard's formation, took out a jade talisman, walked into the formation, climbed over the wall and fell into the courtyard.
In the houses on both sides, there were immortal elders on each side who opened their eyes while meditating, but before they could move, a wisp of sound penetrated into their ears.
"Excuse me, elder, please write to the sect and tell me that I have returned and will return to the sect later to visit my father and the elders."
The two immortal elders became energetic and jumped onto the courtyard wall to look around.
Li Ping'an lost his disguise and returned to his true form.
The huge white tiger stood up instantly, causing the girl who was meditating next to it to fall forward.
"Ouch!"
The white tiger flew over, turned into the size of a house cat, and rubbed against Li Ping'an's feet.
"Ouch...eh? Xiao Zu is back!"
Wen Ling'er cheered and jumped up quickly.
Many fairy lights flashed around Li Pingan's body, the pendant turned into Qingsu, the purse turned into Feng Tingzhu, the two stones in the purse turned into stars and stars, the sword tassel hanging next to the purse turned into Luo Xuejing, Li Pingan's Taoist robe
The thread on the shoulder turned into the real person Huang Long.
He took out a small green turtle from his sleeve and threw it into the water beside him.
The little turtle opened its eyes halfway through the flight, turned into a cute turtle spirit with a puff, yawned and floated back to Li Ping'an.
Gui Lingling muttered: "Why are you back?"
Li Ping'an said: "I heard that there are several more restaurants in Dong'an City."
"Call me when you go out!"
Gui Lingling suddenly became energetic, dragging Qing Su and Wen Ling'er and ran towards the courtyard gate.
"Our master's nephew is still filial! I know that my master uncle is sleepy in Xiaotiandi!"
"Senior!" Wen Ling'er said hurriedly, "I still want to stay and serve the young master!"
"He's such a big man, why do you care what he does!"
"Let's go play," Li Ping'an picked up the little white tiger and stretched himself towards the foot of the rockery. "I'm going to find Brother Xu."
Master Huanglong greeted: "Peace! I'll go back to Yuxu Palace!"
Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Uncle Master, please invite me! Can Uncle Master show up at the Notre Dame Palace Assembly later?"
"Ah, okay, no problem!"
Master Huanglong chuckled:
"I'm still thinking that I'll go back for a long time... Then Pindao is going to look for all his friends! Let them see what the true merits of heaven are!"
Li Ping'an watched Master Huanglong turn into a rainbow and leave, and then he went to the underground halls.
Not long after, celestial lights flew in, and the courtyard suddenly became lively.
Li Ping'an stayed in the underground halls for half an hour. After meeting Xu Xuntian, he took away a new batch of self-propelled immortal armor that had been refined in the past two years.
Now he has three thousand self-propelled immortal armors at his disposal, which can be considered a considerable help.
Xu Xuntian has started to build an assembly line for self-propelled immortal armor, but the same old problem still exists - the cost is too high to be mass-produced on a large scale.
This matter can only be left to Xu Sheng, a master of weapon refining like Xu Xuntian, to refine and explore bit by bit.
Li Ping'an must now devote all his time to his own cultivation and management of the heaven, and he cannot be distracted by refining weapons for the time being.
After talking about business, Xu Xuntian asked with a smile:
"Over there in the Kongmeng Realm...is the Tianfang Pavilion still running smoothly?"
"Good luck," Li Ping'an glanced at Xu Xuntian and said with a smile, "Luo Xuejing has outstanding abilities. She is indeed a rare talent. It is rare for her to be highly cultivated and have the potential to break through the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm. She should be reused in the future."
Xu Xuntian blinked: "What about her daughter?"
"I didn't meet him, so I didn't ask any more questions."
Li Ping'an pointed his finger at Xu Xuntian, and a ray of heavenly virtue fell into Xu Xuntian's body.
"This is a reward for serving heaven. Heaven's merits can improve the quality of the spiritual treasure."
"Good stuff!"
Xu Xuntian's eyes were bright: "Please give me more! Can it be used by my wife and daughter?"
Li Ping'an said with a dark face: "Even if I am the quasi-Celestial Emperor, I cannot give this thing away casually. This is because Brother Xu, you have been refining the self-propelled immortal armor for the Heavenly Court in the past two or three years! Follow the rules and follow the process. , a reward approved by heaven!"
"Hahaha! Thank you, Emperor of Heaven! Thank you, Emperor of Heaven!"
Xu Xuntian took out his big axe, introduced the virtues of heaven into it, and carefully felt the many changes of the axe.
His magic weapon had swallowed other weapon spirits before, leaving many hidden dangers, but at this moment, the magic of this ax quickly faded, and wisps of pure aura appeared on it.
With ten times more merit, this ax can be transformed into a spiritual treasure of acquired merit.
Xu Xuntian laughed several times with satisfaction: "Yes, there are indeed many benefits to living in Heaven, but it is difficult to buy this thing back no matter how much treasure you have."
"I should be able to canonize a group of heavenly officials later."
Li Pingan took the initiative to invite:
"I wonder if Brother Xu has the intention to enter the heaven and become an immortal official refining weapons?"
"Oh?" Xu Xuntian thought for a while, "The Heavenly Court has not yet been established, and the number of immortal officials you can canonize should be limited. Let my father go in first. Don't worry, my wife and daughter are enshrined in your Heavenly Emperor Temple. If you don't give It’s good for me, and I’m loyal to you!”
Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows: "Well, I'll reserve an extra spot and see if we can recruit more talents for the upcoming Notre Dame Palace Conference."
Xu Xuntian asked: "How long until the conference?"
"The Holy Mother said it was a three-year agreement, and there should be less than two months left."
Li Pingan said seriously:
"I rushed back early because I wanted to walk around and see."
"If you calculate it this way, it has indeed been less than two months, and there is still no notice from the Notre Dame Palace."
Xu Xuntian touched his chin and muttered:
“Then will the Emperor choose a concubine this time?
"Nowadays, rumors are spreading all over Dongzhou that the Emperor of Heaven admires His Majesty the Human Emperor, especially the harmony in His Majesty's harem. It is also said that the Holy Mother intends to select a group of virtuous wives for the Emperor of Heaven.
"Nowadays, the fairies from all over the East Continent are gearing up and turbulent. Many old and famous seniors who have been famous for a long time have restored their youthful appearance and tall and straight figure.
"This issue……"
"Fake!"
Li Ping'an's entire body was swallowed up by the black thread.
No, isn’t the human painting style during non-war times a bit off?
There is a historical reason for the Yellow Emperor’s harem to have three thousand people!
Is there any blessing in the world for all people to be together?
That's a pink hell!
"No, I have to go to the Notre Dame Palace first."
Li Pingan turned around and ran away.
Xu Xuntian greeted with a smile: "Let's have a drink together when you have time, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"
“See you later!”
Li Ping'an agreed and returned to the hospital.
His trip to the Notre Dame Palace to see the Holy Mother could only be put on hold for the time being.
Nothing else. Li Dazhi was holding a spirit bird in his left hand and a Lingbao kitchen knife in his right hand, bleeding the spirit bird to remove its smell.
Seeing Li Ping'an, Li Dazhi immediately beamed.
"Yo! The Emperor of Heaven is back!"
"What is Dad doing?"
To be continued...