Chapter 722： (1/2)

Zhendao Immortal Venerable also ran over, listening to the discussion of the three with enthusiasm, and soon joined their discussion.

The four immortals seem to form a space by themselves.

The Dongguan who was in charge of the records next to him became more and more struggling, and found that he couldn't keep up with the thoughts of the four immortals, and the things he wrote down were messy.

He didn't force himself, put down the things in his hands, and waited quietly to listen.

Shi Wuming placed a sound insulation curse around him and turned to ask Wen Qiao: "Sister A Qiao, do you understand what they are talking about?"

Wen Qiao thought for a moment, and said solemnly: "Probably understand some."

"What is it?"

"Husband means that there are not enough immortals."

"..."

The teacher's lifeless hands slid his face, and his head fell on the table.

Fortunately, there was a sound insulation curse on this side, and his movement did not disturb the Immortal Venerables over there, but his funny behavior still made Clan Chief Qi and the others couldn't help but take another look, thinking that this man's behavior was a bit weird.

Shi Wuming was speechless for a moment, and said: "It seems that Sister Aqiao doesn't understand either."

"This is natural!" Wen Qiao was not ashamed, "I am just a fairy king after all, so it is strange to understand."

The content of the Xian Zun's talk is too profound, and even involves some untouchable fields and laws, which are not understandable by the weak immortals, and even the Eastern official as the immortal emperor can't understand it, not to mention it. As the immortal king himself.

Therefore, Wen Qiao didn't care at all, and said openly that he didn't understand.

"What about Brother Shi, do you understand?" Wen Qiao asked Shi Wuming curiously, expecting him somewhat.

Shi Wuming touched his head embarrassedly, "Actually I don't understand..."

"Why don't you understand?" Wen Qiao couldn't understand, and she was not stupid to look at it.

"I'm just a golden immortal now. Isn't it normal if I don't understand?" Shi Wuming was also righteous, and didn't feel that he was a waste.

Wen Qiao turned his head and ignored him.

If he is really a normal Golden Immortal, he would say so. The problem is that a skeleton waking up in the Thirteen Withered Bones, shouldn't he show his ability?

However, Wen Qiao was right. After Ning Yuzhou finished talking about his own ideas, all the members of Clan Chief Qi understood what he meant.

With a few of them, it is far from enough to stabilize the space cracks in the depths of the deserted galaxy.

It seems that there is still a shortage of manpower, and what is lacking is Xianzun.

Clan Chief Qi touched his chin and thought, "In fact, you can find the clan chiefs of the Dragon and Xuanwu clan. I believe they will be extremely interested in the fairy fruit and fairy plants in the Tianjian God's Court. The deity heard that there are some active little dragons in the dragon clan who have been there. The Chaos Void, after coming back, is tainted with the power of Chaos, the patriarch of the dragon clan has been trying to continue their lives for them."

Chief Feng glanced at him, and said solemnly: "The deity has some friendship with the Dragon Clan, so I can help."

As soon as these words fell, Patriarch Qi gave a surprised glance, as if he was asking if he was telling a joke, or if he had bad intentions, and wanted to pit the dragon clan.

You know, Long and Feng have always had a bad temper, and they were noisy when they met, and even if they were too noisy, no matter how good their relationship was, they would have problems.

In fact, there is really no contradiction between the dragon and the phoenix. It is pure temperament and disagreement, so that it is not pleasing to see the other party. The dragons think that the phoenix is ​​a group of flat-haired beasts, and the phoenix thinks that the dragons are a group of hairless long snakes.

Each has its own reason.

When Patriarch Feng was young, I heard that he was also a hot-tempered phoenix. After becoming the head of the patriarch, he cultivated the restraint and stability, but he was still only a hot-tempered phoenix in essence. Moreover, his relationship with the Dragon Clan is really not good enough to "some friendship", it feels like he is going to the Dragon Clan to spoil him.

Chief Feng said indifferently: "Our Phoenix clan has already compensated for a phoenix here, and the dragon clan has to pay for the dragon to come here."

Clan Chief Qi knew that he really wanted to pit the Dragon Clan.

Wen Qiao and Xiao Fenghuang looked at them with innocent faces. They are worthy of being a mother and a child. Although they are of different races, this kind of innocence looks like a hundred percent. After Patriarch Feng caught a glimpse of them, he turned his head again unbearably.

"Then I'll go to Xuanwu." Clan Chief Qi said, with Xuanwu's temper, it should give him a face.

Seeing that they were talking about it, Little Phoenix flew over without losing the opportunity.

The chubby jumped on Patriarch Feng's shoulder and gave him an idea, "Tweet Patriarch, you can also find Patriarch Tianhu, Patriarch Jinwu..."

The two patriarchs looked at the fat phoenix, more ruthless than them, and wanted to pit together.

No, it should be said that this little phoenix doesn't care about the divine beasts at all, and is wholeheartedly trying to rebuild the heavenly building for its mother. For this reason, people who don't know think that the heavenly building belongs to it.

Wen Qiao said, "Wen Maomao is our child, and in the future it can also inherit the Tianjian Shenting."

"There is also Wanxian Mansion." Ning Yuzhou also followed.

The two patriarchs were speechless again.

They looked at the proud fat phoenix, and suddenly felt that it made sense for it to be fat. The Ten Thousand Immortal Mansion of the Human Race and the Tianjian Divine Court of the Divine Sovereign Clan had to let it inherit it. So capable, how could it bear it if it was not fatter?

Chief Qi and Chief Feng left soon, preparing to pit some of their companions back.

When the two little beasts discovered that they could continue to stay in the Tianjian God's Court, they were immediately overjoyed, thinking that they were right to leave the patriarch.

After sending away the two patriarchs, Wen Qiao returned to the wooden house.

She looked at it and found that there was no one here, only Ning Yuzhou was sitting there alone, meditating, and was about to leave quietly, when she suddenly saw the other person looking over.

She smiled at him subconsciously, with a shallow pear vortex on her cheeks, a little sweet.

Ning Yuzhou looked at the little girl in the probe, with a smile on his eyebrows, got up and walked towards her.

Wen Qiao stood there, watching him come.

"Aren't you busy today?" Ning Yuzhou asked, touching her face.

Since they started to rebuild the Heavenly Building God's Court, they were obviously in the deserted galaxy, but they had been busy for a long time before they could see one another. Not only was he busy arranging the defensive array, but also because she was busy helping those fairy plants grow up most of the time, so that they could adapt to the current Tianjian Shentian as soon as possible and change the Tianjian Shentian.

"Take a rest today." Wen Qiao said openly, "I haven't spoken to you for a long time, I want to talk to you."

A smile filled the clear eyes, Ning Yuzhou took her hand, responded gently, and walked out of the wooden house with her.

The two walked across the flowery hillside, crossed a road paved with bluestone, and walked into the quiet forest.

The galaxy is drooping, the stars are shining, and the cry of the Xing Ming beast is coming from far away, making the world more and more quiet and quiet, as if even the breath of people around you can be heard.

A gust of wind blew from a distance, lifting up each other's garments, and the white and green robes were rolled up.