Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 255
Deng Wenming didn't understand what Yanyan meant at all, so he saw her leaning forward and putting her arm on his shoulder: "Close your eyes, don't be nervous, relax your body and mind..."

While Yanyan instructed, she silently recited the formula of the Sumeru Realm in her heart: A thousand realms enter the mustard seed, and the dust of the dust accepts Sumeru.In the realm of Xumi mustard, sit and watch the sea of ​​no brakes...

This was the first time she had brought a living person into the Xumi Realm, let alone Deng Wenming was nervous, Yanyan herself was also nervous, subconsciously tightening Deng Wenming's collar.

Deng Wenming listened to Yan Yan's words very much, closed his eyes and tried hard to relax his whole body.

But the collar of the clothes was grabbed more and more tightly by Yanyan, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

Just when Deng Wenming was about to be strangled to death by Yan Yan, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

He actually forgot to ask where the Yanyan Secret Realm was!

Could it be that the secret realm is in Yinsi Huangquan?
Miss Yanyan had to kill him first before she could take his living soul to the secret realm?

No wonder Miss Yanyan has repeatedly emphasized to him that there will be no return...

There is no going back!
At this moment, Deng Wenming felt a little regretful, and should have asked about the exact location.

He was still a little sad, although he couldn't get close to Miss Yanyan, but he didn't even have time to kiss her...

I knew so...

Before he had time to think about what happened next, Deng Wenming felt a sudden coolness all over his body.

It feels like walking through a cool water curtain, but there is no real water to wet the clothes.

Deng Wenming's feeling seems to have been written for a long time, but in fact it didn't happen for a while. Deng Wenming didn't even feel his feet leaving the car.

"It's here, you can open your eyes." Yan Yan's voice came to mind.

Deng Wenming's heart was shocked, this is it! ?
Carefully opened his eyes...

What catches the eye is a huge white and flawless magnolia flower that is just about to bloom.

Deng Wenming stared at the dreamlike giant magnolia flower in front of him with wide eyes...

Yinsi ghost domain is so beautiful?
This is not like the frightening Yellow Spring where ghosts gather in the legend, this is clearly the Immortal Cave Mansion!

Deng Wenming looked away from the giant magnolia, turned to Yanyan beside him and asked, "Since this secret realm is also in Yinsi Ghost Domain, can I see Sister Mu here?"

Yan Yan squinted at Deng Wenming: "You just said... where is this secret place?"

邓文明并没留意炎颜把手指头掰地“咔咔”作响，已经拉开了揍人的架势。

Deng Wenming still said to himself: "When you came in just now, you had to strangle me first before you could come in. Isn't this the ghost land of the underworld?"

Yanyan bared her small white teeth, and smiled charmingly and wickedly: "I'll strangle you right now, so you can see where you came from!"

How dare she say that her Sumeru Realm is the Ghost Realm of the Underworld, she needs to be taught a lesson!
While Yanyan was speaking, she picked up Deng Wenming's collar and turned him 45 degrees in the air. When she put it on the ground again, Deng Wenming was facing the towering stone wall where the Canghua Shrine was shrunk.

Deng Wenming was strangled and coughed, and Yan Yan reprimanded him: "Raise your head and read those words!"

Deng Wenming raised his head, looked at the four ancient seal characters on the horizontal plaque directly above the shrine, blinked, and looked at Yanyan: "... I don't know"

Yan Yan died

"Pfft—" There was a sudden laugh from behind.

Deng Wenming only glanced back and almost jumped into Yan Yan's arms: "Ghost, ghost, ghost..."

Si Si floated around Deng Wenming: "You are the ghost, and your whole family is a ghost!"

Deng Wenming: "..."

The ghost is quite fierce.

Yanyan smiled, and pulled out Deng Wenming, who shrank back and was still clutching the corner of her clothes, "Don't be afraid, this is Sisi, Sisi is a mirage, and it will be your colleague from now on!"

Deng Wenming: "What do colleagues do?"

Yanyan: "...Oh, you can call me a colleague, anyway, we just work together and study together."

Sisi's illusory body turned into four or five arms at the moment, some holding a sickle, some holding a rice paddy, and some holding a Luodou... It looks like a thousand-handed monster.

It's no wonder that Deng Wenming was afraid, it was busy harvesting the mature Jiusui Ji at the moment.

Deng Wenming heard Yanyan say that Sisi will be his colleague in the future, and quickly clasped his hands together: "Junior Deng Wenming, I hope senior can give me some advice!"

Sisi had never greeted people so seriously before, and when she saw Deng Wenming saluting to herself, she quickly conjured up two hands, imitating Deng Wenming's way and lowering her hands: "Junior Sisi, please give me your advice! "

Sisi actually didn't know what Deng Wenming said, so she said exactly the same thing as Deng Wenming said.

This is how it talks to Canghuaology.

Yanyan was amused, and rubbed Sisi's head: "His name is Deng Wenming, you can call him Wenming, he is the one Canghua asked me to bring in."

Sisi floated around several times excitedly: "Great, great, from now on, besides the adults, there will be another Sisi's companion in Xumi Realm!"

Yanyan led Deng Wenming to the back warehouse.

Canghua is more interested in brewing wine recently. Since drinking the Huadiao brewed by her, Canghua spends all his time in the winery except reading.

It's not drinking, it's research.

When Yanyan brought Deng Wenming into the winery, Canghua was rolling up his sleeves, sniffing at a wine jar, Xiuyi's long eyebrows were tightly knit, with a confused expression on his face.

"Canghua, I brought civilization here, and I will leave it to you. You... what did you do to my wine?"

Yanyan dashed over, pushed Canghua away, squatted beside the wine jar and sniffed inside.

A pungent sour smell rushed out of the jar and directly penetrated into her nostrils, Yan Yan was almost fainted, she raised her head and glared at Canghua angrily: "What do you put in the wine? How can you sell it if it smells so bad?"

Canghua: "I didn't release anything."

Yanyan: "How could something be broken if you didn't put it in? You are a majestic god, but you dare not admit that you made a mistake. You are not ashamed to throw it away!"

Canghua: "When was I ashamed? I didn't let anything go. If you don't believe me, ask Sisi."

Si Si quickly nodded: "My lord did not release anything!"

Yanyan frowned: "If you didn't let it go, it would be broken by itself? Did you touch something else?"

Canghua saw that Deng Wenming was looking at him curiously, and then looked at Yan Yan, who was squatting on the ground with a depressed face...

He quickly raised his hand and brushed off the thin dust on his sleeve, and said slowly, "Are you Deng Wenming?"

Interrupted by Canghua, Yanyan remembered that she sent Deng Wenming here, and she needed to deal with it outside.

"I'll leave the person to you first, and we can't finish the matter of the wine!" After Yan Yan finished speaking, the person hurried out.

Only Canghua, Deng Wenming, Sisi, a god, a person, and a spirit are left in the big workshop, looking at each other in blank dismay.

Deng Wenming quickly bowed to Canghua: "Disciple Deng Wenming has met Master!"

Canghua's slightly lazy purple eyes swept over Deng Wenming: "You can call me a god, or you can call me an adult just like Sisi. You are not qualified to be the disciple of this deity."

After saying that, he suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Deng Wenming suddenly remembered that this familiar-looking Lord Shenjun was the great immortal who appeared on the phantom of the sacred tree that day when he was so heroic and mad.

(End of this chapter)