"If you want me to avenge you, I don't like the most is fighting and killing. Time is so quiet, why not put down the butcher's knife?" Zhu Minglang said.

"No, no, Xiaoxian has no intention of revenge. The person who murdered me is nothing more than a journey to immortality. If it were any, I would have done everything. I just couldn't let go of my little daughter. Xiaoxian calculated the tide and it would be her birthday in a few days. I hope you can bring her a gift..." said the phantom.

"Oh?" Zhu Minglang raised his eyebrows and began to be curious about the identity of the corpse.

"It's shameful to say that in order to become the God of Yue Yao, I hardly remember what my little girl looks like. I felt a lot of guilt in my heart. I originally promised her to give her a big gift when she was her birthday. Unexpectedly, I died here before she could wait for her birthday, and was locked in the dark stream by fairy art. If it weren't for the strong god-like nature of the Supreme Immortal, no one would have come to pick up bones here for hundreds of years." The phantom said.

"If it's just such a small thing, I can naturally bring it to you." Zhu Minglang said.

"The gift is buried in the dark sand behind my dry bones. After the things are brought, the immortal can go to the seventh floor of the God Book Pavilion to take away some of the treasures I have hidden there. It is not very precious, it just expresses your transformation." The phantom said.

"Okay." Zhu Minglang nodded.

The phantom slowly faded, and the remnant soul dissipated beyond the dark stream.

Zhu Minglang walked behind and dug up the dark sand, but saw nothing.

He digs deeper and then finds that there is a box made of Shen Xinmu in the sand, and the box is locked.

Although Zhu Minglang could swallow the things in this box, he is now a five-good god who talks about public morality. Such small profits are equivalent to damaging his good deeds.

Of course, if things are particularly good, it would be nothing to Zhu Minglang for some good deeds.

Since he agreed, Zhu Minglang did not intend to see what was inside.

...

Fishing has a lot of rewards.

The bead spit out by the golden scale fairy was abundant, and it was very easy to promote the Nine-tailed Dragon to the level of the God Lord.

After Chongde Dragon devoured such a god bone close to the moonlight god, his whole body was constantly radiating with a hot dragon light.

This glory lasted for a long time and burned the body of the Chongde Dragon.

It’s not that the shadow intentionally criticized Chongde Dragon, but the energy of this divine bone is too strong, which is a bit indigestive for Chongde Dragon, who has not yet ascended to become a god.

This situation is not difficult to solve. You just need to throw Chongde Dragon into your spiritual realm to sleep more and take more walks.

Such a very bone-like body is effective. If you undergo further growth and transformation, the cultivation of Chongde Dragon is likely to surpass the nine-tailed Dragon!

"The territory of Yueyao God already has so many spiritual foundations. I wonder what the immortal courts of those coronal Sun Gods will be like?" Zhu Minglang couldn't help but think.

...

The first day of the month has arrived.

The entire Niexian Town became extremely lively, and every gods' immortal family was decorated with lights and some holy tree fairy vines were hung with jade and silver.

It is so grand and festive, no less than the New Year celebration.

Zhu Minglang did not expect that the birthday of a little girl would actually attract the gods from the three major provinces of Jiaosu to come and congratulate.

It seems that the God of Yingyue is a good person throughout Juntian.

Cao Ying and Wan Cheng prepared a gift and took Cao Juan and Lu Kuan to Yingyue Immortal Palace.

"Zhu Minglang, we can only bring two of you with us, and we entered as attendants. We can't bring you with you." Cao Ying said to Zhu Minglang apologetically.

"He has an invitation." Wan Cheng said lightly.

"Ah?" Cao Ying looked at Zhu Minglang with confusion, "Why are our invitations silver, but yours golden?"

At this time, Wan Cheng also looked at the invitation in Zhu Minglang's hand and couldn't help but shake his head.

As the waiter of Yingyue Immortal God, I have protected Xiaoyue Immortal Nie Qiqi for a year, but the result is not as good as Zhu Minglang playing with him for two days.

Cao Juan and Lu Kuan didn't find it strange.

After all, they knew that Zhu Minglang was a god.

Yingyue Immortal Palace is very large, and the guests who came also distinguished it according to the different colors of the invitation.

Soon, Zhu Minglang separated from the two couples and entered the luxurious immortal guest court that was somewhat deserted. Zhu Minglang realized that some people with very high cultivation levels were aware of them.

They are either the God King or the God of Yue Yao, and they have already known each other and are boasting about each other.

Zhu Minglang's appearance is not easy to attract others' attention. After all, these powerful gods also have their own relatives. Zhu Minglang also saw many people of his age when he was wandering around, but they all followed their elders in a regular manner, unlike Zhu Minglang's back garden.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, I'm here!" At this time, a girl broke the silence.

Nie Qiqi, who heard the sound, immediately walked out of another garden. At this time, she was wearing the nine-tailed velvet dress sold to her by Zhu Minglang. She was still just a flower girl, but she exuded a sense of beauty and tranquility. Especially today she also matched it with various jade ornaments that can set off her skin...

"Oh, Qiqi, why have you become so beautiful? You haven't seen each other for a year!" said the lively girl.

The lively girl has short hair and blue clothes, like a young man, and stands with Nie Qiqi wearing nine-tailed velvet, which is exactly the contrast.

"Dongyi, I thought you couldn't come..." Nie Qiqi also had a smile on her face and started chatting with the girl who looked like a young man.

Zhu Minglang found a place to sit by himself, and his eyes could see the guests who kept walking here.

Under the spiritual consciousness, these people's cultivation is fully visible, and Zhu Minglang is a little curious about what level of people he can see on such occasions.

After all, in the Beidou Shenzhou, the strongest god Zhu Minglang encountered was just the Star God King.

Soon, Zhu Minglang locked in a man who had white hair and a face similar to a handsome man in his thirties. He was wearing simple clothes, which was not very eye-catching at first glance. However, Zhu Minglang couldn't help but feel a sense of alert when his spiritual sense swept through this person!

This person has a very high cultivation level!

Moreover, he is a dragon shepherd, and he only knows that he must be the Yue Yao God, but it is really hard to say which level of Yue Yao God!

"Go and say hello to Xiaoyuexian. You have known each other for a long time." The white-haired god said to the young man who was following him.

The boy also has white hair...

But this snow-white color will not feel old-fashioned, but will add a bit of extraordinary and fairy charm.

The white-haired boy walked towards Nie Qiqi, who was having a passionate conversation with his friend, and then presented a unique gift he brought.
Chapter completed!