Yang Qingyin stroked her slightly raised belly, and even her rebuke was gentle, "Are you two taking turns to bully me?"

The bald man on the top of the clock blinked, "I didn't bully you, mom."

"What I'm talking about is... haven't you seen Mu Xingqiu yet?"

"No, there are only a group of figures swaying around, all of which were transformed by Yi Shijun. He is about to eat up all the golems."

Yang Qingyin sighed slightly. Through the bone-forging fist, she could still feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions, and it was clearer than before, but she could not convey any information. She knew that he was in confusion. The ancestor once said that Mu Xingqiu was trying to delay time in the country, and he must have made no progress in this regard.

Yang's mother sent a big fish a few days ago and sent a lot of books. Yang Qingyin read some of them and felt that it was impossible to control the real time. There are some methods that can make the practice faster, but ten years are too short. Mu Xingqiu can rise to the point of being a saurus within a few months, and it will take at least three years to swallow smoke. As for Xinglu, no one in the history of the Taoist throne has been able to become a Xinglu Taoist priest within ten years, and even Zuo Liuying can't.

"You go and rest for a while, I'll practice boxing."

"I'm not tired at all." Bald man accelerated his speed. He insisted on taking on more than half of the surveillance task, hoping that Yang Qingyin could take a little longer.

Yang Qingyin smiled, "I'm not tired either. The key is this little thing. If I don't practice boxing, it will make my stomach hurt."

The bald man stopped practicing boxing, "I guess it must be a boy. Wait until he comes out... wait until he grows up, mom, you have to deal with him hard."

"Of course." Yang Qingyin's fist speed was very fast. She had already become accustomed to it. "He made me suffer so much, and it was at this time that he owe me a beat."

The bald man grinned. "Can I hit him too?"

"Yes." Yang Qingyin said with great certainty, "You are bald uncle, of course you can beat him."

The bald man smiled even happier, "My mother, you will be really 'my' in the future."

Yang Qingyin's heart trembled. She always thought that "I'm a domineering nickname. She discovered that it had a affectionate side for the first time. "It's easier to be a Taoist heart." She murmured, feeling that her stomach was about to hurt again, and hurriedly focused on practicing boxing.

Seeing that Yang Qingyin was fine, the bald man flew to patrol the island. He didn't dare to get too far away now and almost never leave the island. He looked at the ocean in the south, where there would be loud noises from time to time, flashing strange light or smoke, "It's still fighting."

Since the last time the demon soldiers of Luo Yunqiao, the general of the Sacrifice Kingdom, were repelled, other demons came to peek. Fortunately, a small army from the Holy Talisman Dynasty guarded the outer area. The island was kept quiet.

A dragon broke through the clouds in the distance, and the bald man immediately became alert. He did not call Yang Qingyin, and was ready to fight.

The dragon disappeared a hundred steps away. The remaining one on the dragon's back flew down and waved to the bald man.

The bald man came forward and did not relax his vigilance, "Ouyang Luo. Is this name?"

The casual cultivator Ouyang Luo nodded a little embarrassedly, "It's me, can I see Taoist Yang?" He looked at the island.

"She is practicing boxing. She can't stop. She told me something, and I will tell me." There were two bald people who would never let go to the island to meet Yang Qingyin, one was the talisman master Liu Ding, and the other was Ouyang Lei.

Ouyang Luowei was a little disappointed, but did not force it, "I came from Taoist Zuo."

"Zuo Liuying? Is he okay? Where is Xiao Wei, flea, Feifei?" The bald man suddenly became excited.

Ouyang Luo smiled and said, "They are all very good, and the Taoist Zuo has condensed the pill again."

"This is for sure. It's as easy as his elixir to develop acne as others. What's the level?"

Ouyang Liu shook his head, "I don't know much about this. Taoist Zuo entrusted me to send a message to Taoist Yang."

"Well, I'll convey it for you."

"The fantasy can come true."

"What?" The bald man didn't understand.

Ouyang Lei's face turned red in habitually, "The fantasy... can come true."

"What does this mean?"

"It might be that something illusory can become real."

"I know this, I mean the meaning of the deep meaning, and what Zuo Liuying said must have deep meaning."

"Then I don't know much. The Taoist Zuo only said these four words."

"Didn't you ask him?"

Ouyang Luo's face turned redder, "No."

The bald man showed a trace of blame and suddenly smiled again, "Thank you, I will tell Yang Qingyin these four words later, she is busy."

"Then I'll say goodbye." Ouyang Lei summoned the dragon he was riding in panic, "I will stay in the army of Emperor Fuci for a few days and be on call."

"Okay, your dragon is so majestic."

Ouyang Luo became even more panicked when Bald man praised him. In his eyes, Bald man was also a Taoist priest, and he was a very strange Taoist priest. He immediately felt that the dragon he had created was too fancy and seemed to be suspected of showing off. He hurriedly put it away and flew out for several miles before he dared to summon it again.

The bald man looked at the back of the wandering cultivator, curled his lips, and said to himself: "It's better than Liu Ding, so you can't get close to me."

The bald man walked back and forth on the island for more than ten times, packed up the scattered books and some small things, humming a song in his mouth, thinking about Xiaoyao and fleas, and thinking about Xiaoqiu Brother, but the one who thought the most was the child in Yang Qingyin's belly, "Xiaoxiaoqiu, haha, Xiaoxiaoqiu..."

Yang Qingyin became more and more focused on practicing boxing. She knew that someone was approaching, but she had no malice, so she never stopped.

Until dusk, she finished practicing boxing and asked the bald man to come over to replace him. "He is getting more and more anxious, which is even more unfavorable to his practice."

"Can Brother Xiaoqiu be in a hurry?" The bald man saw the situation within Zhibubang through the golem again. The golem only had two legs left at this time, but this had no effect on the bald man. The two were connected by magic and had nothing to do with their eyes. "It's still only Yi Shijun. He always created many bodies, which made me dizzy."

Yang Qingyin took out a book that had been half seen from her arms and continued to read. The light gradually dimmed. She didn't notice it, "The book is very clear. Time cannot be changed. Taoist priests have a long lifespan. If they can extend or shorten the time at will, it will be unfavorable to Taoist priests... This is a book written by the third generation of ancestors, so it should not be wrong. Master Fang must be very clear about this, why did he lend me the demon-suppressing bell?"

Yang Qingyin held the book in one hand and subconsciously stroked her abdomen with the other hand. She suddenly stopped moving and guessed the truth.

The bald man said at this moment, "By the way, Zuo Liuying sent Ouyang Liu to pass on his words."

"Zuo Liuying?" Yang Qingyin was very happy, "What did he say?"

"The fantasy can come true."

"Can the fantasy come true?"

"Just these four words, Zuo Liuying is still the same as before, and she doesn't explain anything. Maybe Ouyang Luo doesn't dare to ask, it would be great if I were there..." The bald man actually always had awe of Zuo Liuying. Even if he had doubts in front of him, he would instigate Xiao Hao to ask.

Yang Qingyin stopped reading books and repeatedly chanted these four words, vaguely feeling that this was related to controlling time. What puzzled her was how could Zuo Liuying know that Mu Xingqiu was working hard to get longer? The ancestor Fang Xunmo could only know the situation within the Daotong treasure. Could it be that he told Zuo Liuying?

All the high Taoist priests were mysterious, and Yang Qingyin began to hate the saying "understanding is gaining".

The bald man suddenly said, "Brother Xiaoqiu, it must be him. I can't see clearly, but Yi Shijun is talking to another person, and that was not something he created himself."

Yang Qingyin hurried over to practice boxing, but she could not feel anything. Mu Xingqiu had to practice boxing at the same time so that she could capture some of his emotions.

After a while, the bald man said, "It seems that Yi Shijun has left, and only Brother Xiaoqiu is left. He has come over. It should be Brother Xiaoqiu, and his walking posture is the same."

"Tell him those four words." Yang Qingyin said.

"What four words? Oh, I know, let me try it. I wanted to write on the golem before, but it was too difficult... it's also difficult now." The bald man gritted his teeth, but his connection with the golem was vague, and no matter how hard he used, he could not enhance his writing on the golem.

"There's a way." The bald man made his last effort.

Yang Qingyin noticed Mu Xingqiu's confusion and knew that he had seen the four words. This confusion was rapidly increasing. Mu Xingqiu obviously did not understand the meaning.

Zuo Liuying would never have sent these four words for no reason, but Yang Qingyin suddenly remembered an important question, "What is Zuo Liuying's current state?"

"I asked, Zuo Liuying has already condensed the pill, and his realm... Ouyang Luo didn't ask, and he couldn't see it either." The bald man said dissatisfiedly.

This is exactly what Yang Qingyin is worried about. In just a few months, Zuo Liuying could not recover from the realm of God-in-Luoying, which means that even if he is still so proud, his knowledge may not be really superior to others.

She regretted that she was too early to let Bald man pass these four words over, "Tell him that this is what Zuo Liuying said."

"There is no other way. The golem has been completely destroyed. I can't see anything or do it now."

Yang Qingyin continued to practice boxing, but Mu Xingqiu's confusion did not decrease, but became heavier. Suddenly, the confusion disappeared, Yang Qingyin could not feel anything, and Mu Xingqiu obviously stopped practicing boxing there.

Yang Qingyin did not stop.

A new battle occurred in the South China Sea in the distance, with red and green lights flashing alternately, and occasionally a rumbling sound came.

"Has the Taoist priests not retired yet? Where have the Taoist priests gone?" The bald man's attention was attracted, and he was confused. "As long as a few Taoist priests, they can eliminate all the demon clans in the south."

Yang Qingyin nodded casually, not caring about the war in the south at all.

After almost an hour, she could finally feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions again. He was no longer confused, nor was he joy, but a kind of determination.

"He understood, he thought the same as Zuo Liuying." Yang Qingyin hadn't been so happy for a long time.

The bald man jumped around on the top of the clock, "Brother Xiaoqiu is so smart. How could he guess Zuo Liuying's idea? We have no idea?"

"Because..." Yang Qingyin suddenly understood, "because they had similar experiences."

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