"Mr., you should take pill."

In a side hall in the Imperial Palace, Qingluan walked into the hall with a box.

"Sister Qingluan."

Xiao Xuan called obediently, walked to the cushion after the case, sat down cross-legged.

Qingluan opened the box with a smile, took out a yellow pill with a knuckle size and handed it over.

Xiao Xuan frowned, hesitated for a long time before reaching out to take it, "Sister Qingluan, can I not eat it? I see that my sister and that... Lingzhuzi didn't take the pill..."

Qingluan smiled and said, "This innate Wuji Pill was given to the young master by the Empress, but we don't have this opportunity."

Xiao Xuandu immediately handed over the elixir in his hand, "Then give this elixir to your sister."

Qingluan covered her mouth and chuckled, "The little master is kind and kind. Qingluan thanked the little master first, but this innate Wuji Pill is used for monks who have not yet become immortals, and it is useless to me."

Xiao Xuan's face turned red and said, "Sister Qingluan, I have been to the Imperial Palace for a long time. Why didn't the Empress teach me how to become an immortal?"

Qingluan shook her head, "Qingluan dares not speculate on what the Empress is thinking. If the young master wants to know, please ask the Empress in person."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Xiao Xuandu's eyes, and he silently sent the elixir into his mouth, allowing it to turn into a warm current to nourish his physical soul.

Seeing that he had taken the pill, Qingluan put away the box and bowed to leave.

"well"

Xiao Xuan sighed, his eyes were a little complicated.

At this time, a burst of laughter broke in from outside the hall.

"Haha, where are the little birds coming from? Come down and play with me... Hey, I still want to run... Hey, I caught you!"

Xiao Xuan frowned and stood up to open the palace door. He saw a child wearing a big red bellyband, tying up the sky, and looking smart, standing outside the palace door with joy and dancing happily.

He held a red silk in his hand, and the other end of the red silk extended into the air, wrapped around the claws of a bird, pulling it like flying a kite.

Xiao Xuan looked at the bird and felt that it looked very familiar, so he stepped forward and advised:

"Lingzhu, why do you catch it? Let her be released."

Ling Zhuzi turned his head and grimaced at him, "I won't! This is my new friend, I haven't had enough fun yet."

Xiao Xuan frowned and said, "Friends want to live in peace, not for fun!"

"Don't lie to me."

Ling Zhuzi laughed and said, "The Empress told me that she asked me to come out to play with friends. Look, am I not playing with new friends?"

Xiao Xuan was about to speak, but he saw the bird in the air suddenly turning into a girl with wings on her back, but her left leg was still tightly entangled by Hong Ling.

While shaking his wings hard, the girl stared at Lingzhuzi and said angrily: "Who is your friend? Let me go, otherwise..."

Ling Zhuzi put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly: "Or what will you do?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Xuan behind him suddenly rushed towards him, snatching the red silk from his hand and shouting: "You should let her go, she is the divine bird of my tribe."

Lingzhuzi was careless and grabbed his arm. He immediately shook his strength and shocked Xiao Xuan to fly backwards, crashed into the hall heavily, and fell into a dizzy way.

"Hmph, what kind of divine bird, it's just a little oriole. I pulled out her feathers today and see how she can fly."

While talking, Lingzhuzi pulled back to Hongling.

The red silk in his hand was not known to be a treasure, but it was difficult for her to break free if she wrapped it around the little yellow oriole's legs.

At this time, Qingluan's figure suddenly appeared, frowned and stretched out his hand, and the red silk wrapped around the little yellow oriole's legs untied it and flew back to her hand.

"Who is it! Well... Sister Qingluan?"

Ling Zhuzi's irritable voice immediately weakened after seeing Qingluan. He laughed twice, turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Qingluan stretched out her hand and the red silk flew out, instantly tied the spirit beads into a big rice dumpling.

"Let me go! I did nothing wrong, why should I tie me up!"

"Lingzhuzi, you are so brave! Even the young master dares to hurt him."

Qingluan stared at Lingzhuzi and said sternly: "Empress remembering you as a first offense, I will punish you for a hundred days of meditation! Go!"

Ling Zhuzi struggled hard and shouted, "I don't accept it! Let me go! I want to see the Empress..."

Qingluan was too lazy to pay attention to it, and waved her hand and let the red silk fly away in the sky wrapped in the spirit beads.

Then, she turned around and looked at Xiao Xuandu who had just walked out of the hall and said, "Mr. Little Master, are you okay?"

Xiao Xuan's forehead was blue and a big bag was swollen, but he still waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. It's just that spirit bead..."

Qingluan said: "Lingzhuzi is naughty and accidentally hurts the young master. The empress will definitely punish him severely."

Xiao Xuan's face turned red and said, "I didn't mean this... Forget it, you go and do it first. I'll say a few words to my tribe's divine bird."

Qingluan glanced at the little yellow oriole, nodded, and bowed to leave.

At this time, the little yellow oriole fell from the air, stood in front of Xiao Xuandu, and looked at him curiously, "Are you a human race?"

Xiao Xuan nodded, "Divine Bird, why are you here?"

Little Huangli shook her head and said, "I'm not a magical bird. Just call me Xiaolier. I came here to pay homage to Nuwa and ask her to think of a solution. The day and night of the prehistoric world are too long, and the newborns of the human race are getting weaker and weaker, and the spiritual power in their bodies is less than that of the next generation. Now there are newborns that can't stand the night."

Xiao Xuan was silent for a long time and said, "I have asked the Empress for this question, and the Empress only said that the time has not come."

"well."

Little Huangli sighed, then raised her smile and said, "By the way, how did you, a human child, come here? The Qingluan just now was the maid of the Empress, she seems to respect you very much."

Xiao Xuan's face turned slightly red, and he said, "I don't know either...it may be related to the master I worship."

"oh?"

Little Huangli became interested, "Who is your master? Is it Nuwa?"

"No." Xiao Xuan shook his head, "I don't know what he is, I only know that he is a white-bearded old man."

"Then he must be very powerful."

Little Huangli was fascinated by her, and then she wondered: "No, if your master is so powerful, how could you not even beat that spiritual bead? I heard that he is just a bead that was enlightened by the empress. Relying on the treasure given to him by the empress, she often bullies the little demons in the sky of the empress."

Xiao Xuan said depressedly: "I have only seen the master, but he left without teaching me the method of becoming an immortal."

“No wonder.”

The little yellow oriole suddenly realized and suddenly laughed, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone, he might teach you the method of becoming an immortal."

Xiao Xuan said in surprise: "Who is it?"

Little Huangli raised her chest and yelled loudly: "My Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he said in a disgusting manner: "But he hasn't agreed to accept me yet."

Xiao Xuan was curious and said, "Why?"

Little Huangli said with some frustration: "I don't know. When I became a disciple a few days ago, he disappeared and left me a stone. Look, look."

She stretched out her palm, and a blue stone lay on the palm of her smooth palm, which was only the size of a knuckle, with edges and corners, and looked very inconspicuous.

"This stone..."

Xiao Xuan stared at the stone and murmured: "It feels a little similar to the breath on the Empress."

"Really? I thought it was a stone picked up by the roadside."

Little Huangli immediately smiled, put away the stones, and pulled Xiao Xuandu and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see my master."

Before Xiao Xuan had practiced, the little yellow oriole attracted a white cloud to take him out of the Wa Emperor Heaven and headed straight to the temple under the big willow tree.

When the human priestesses guarding the temple saw that it was her arrival, they politely let it go.

The two of them came to the temple and knelt down and worshiped them first. Then the little yellow orio pointed to the statue of the god envoy next to the statue of Nuwa and said, "This is my master. As long as you sincerely ask him for advice, he will definitely respond to you."

"So your master is the eternal divine messenger! I heard that he was the most effective, and many people of the tribe have been responded to praying to him."

Xiao Xuan looked envious, tidied up his robes, knelt respectfully on the ground, kowtowed to the statue:

"The Xuandu of the human race, please ask the divine envoy to guide the method of becoming an immortal."
Chapter completed!