I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 787 Greetings to the Holy Spirit

"Ice-breaking gift?"

It was not until the Ice-Breaking Festival that Mi Bayue learned that Linghuazhai had this festival project.

Previously, Prefect Pei was temporarily ordered to plan the Ice-breaking Night Festival of Linghuazhai. Mi Bayue was also one of the promoters, but he did not specifically monitor their every step afterwards. He only occasionally heard the night steward talk about Pei Qing's interesting stories. The night steward carefully discovered that the master was paying attention to Pei Qing's movements, and especially liked to see Pei Qing make a fool of himself.

As soon as the Ice-Breaking Festival arrived today, Mi Bayue and Mi Feixue returned to Yongmeng Township to celebrate the festival with the elders and fellow villagers as well as the teachers and students of the Night Tour Academy.

Don’t underestimate Yongmeng Township because it is just a township. Its festivals are as lively as those in Beiyuan City. If the township did not have rules restricting the entry of people and horses, Yongmeng Township would definitely be crowded.

Everyone was singing and dancing in the open air in the snow, children were drinking hot drinks, adults were drinking hot wine, and everyone, young or old, male or female, could relax and play freely. Even without Mi Bayue knowing, ice-breaking dances became popular in the village.

Everyone can join in, holding hands or running around in circles.

I had never seen Mi Bayue before, but after seeing her today, I easily remembered her, and then I pulled Mi Feixue to join the crowd.

The addition of these two people was warmly welcomed by the public and the atmosphere became more cheerful.

Mi Feixue's body movements were very stiff at first and she was not used to this kind of activity.

Mi Bayue has been guiding her patiently, and gradually she feels Mi Feixue relax.

When Mi Bayue noticed that Mi Feixue's tense face finally relaxed, she chuckled, which aroused Mi Feixue's confusion. When she raised her eyes, she saw a hand.

The magic pattern appears with the flick of the finger.

A spiritual pattern that does not exist in the Lingzhou spell library.

The fluctuations of the spiritual patterns are gentle and gorgeous, like jumping elves.

Then a small, silver-white snowflake-shaped firework exploded in front of Mi Feixue's eyes.

This spell has no power at all. Even if it touches the skin, it only feels warm and soft, like a little warm sunshine on the body in winter, bringing a sense of comfort.

Mi Feixue stood there in a daze, as if she was dumbfounded.

"Happy New Year, baby."

Mi Bayue's voice seemed near and far away, and it was clearly transmitted to Mi Feixue's ears.

The spell of snowflakes and fireworks expanded from small to large. If you look closely, you will find that it is countless identical spell patterns overlapping each other, rapidly expanding to the entire space.

wow——

Everyone at the scene was attracted by this scene, and the noise woke Mi Feixue up.

At this moment, brilliant magical patterns exploded together, and countless snowflakes and fireworks filled the sky and the earth, bringing the festive atmosphere of this moment to a climax.

Most people only paid attention to the splendor of the spell, and only a few people guessed the source of the spell and were moved by it.

“Even if the spiritual energy in Eternal Dreamland is abundant, to cast so many spells at once, only the Extreme Spirit Body can be so generous.”

"It's not enough to just be an extremely spiritual body, you also need to be skilled and have control."

"It's not enough to just be proficient and have control, you also have to be able to create this spell yourself."

"It's fine if you created your own spell, but you're so extravagant as to create a spell that's only for show and harmless to others."

"…………"

The exchange students from Du'e College looked at each other in bewilderment, and suddenly discovered that there were a few more "outsiders" in their group.

"Mr. Jin...?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Su suppressed his frustrated expression and replied, "Yeah."

The exchange students' expressions changed for a moment.

Jin Su didn't care at all. He was no longer the same as before, both in terms of strength and state of mind.

Jin Su knew very well why the exchange students were so wary of him: it was not just because of his strange bloodline and his control over the Golden Thread Fairy, but more because of his work in the secretarial department of Siye Mansion.

One of the main projects that the Secretariat is responsible for is the Night Tour News.

With the current influence of the Night Travel News, it is a double-edged sword for any spiritualist.

Jin Su...is specifically responsible for writing negative news reports.

It wasn't like this at the beginning, because as Jin Su's strength increased, his ghost story bloodline seemed to be strengthened. Sometimes it wasn't necessarily what he wanted. Even though the articles he wrote were good, they were inexplicably like a wave of poison milk, causing the people or things mentioned in the articles to take a sharp turn for the worse and fall into a bad situation.

Jin Su went from internal friction at first to relief and then to lying down, accepting Minister Chen Nong's arrangement and setting up a small group. As for the influence brought by the various "achievements" created by his small group, Jin Su could also deal with it calmly, and was proud of it instead of internal friction.

"As expected of Fairy Mi, this magic is so gorgeous and elegant, making people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze. It complements the Ice-breaking Festival perfectly. I must take a picture to commemorate it." Jin Su muttered to himself and recorded it on the shadow stone.

The exchange students from Du'e Academy remained silent.

Jin Su did not stay here for long. He said goodbye to them and went somewhere else.

After he left, the exchange students began to communicate quietly.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

"Will Master Mi be dragged down by him?"

“…No way. Uncle Mi is a book cultivator himself. He is very good at both breaking the rules and creating the rules. No one knows how strong his soul consciousness is. He will definitely not be influenced by Mr. Jin.” He said this hesitantly at first, but became more and more confident as he spoke. The people who listened to him nodded in agreement.

"However, no matter how intricate this spell is, it cannot change the fact that it is not offensive. If this is publicized, I am afraid that someone will say that Master Mi is not doing his job properly."

All pairs of eyes turned to the person who said this.

The man's face changed, "...Is it wrong?"

One person sighed and said, "How dare you say such stupid things?"

Another person continued, "If Master Mi is not doing her job properly, then what about the others? Have you forgotten the cultivation craze she started when we were in the academy?"

They are all people who have been involved in Mi Bayue's life, and when the memories are brought back, they all feel the same sadness.

"The scariest thing is that even if she doesn't do her job properly, she can still surpass us. The ones we really need to worry about are us."

"…………"

After a while of silence.

"Let's celebrate the festival."

It’s better not to think about sad things.

Mi Bayue didn't know that the 'fireworks' spell he casually cast brought another round of mental stimulation to people.

She asked Mi Feixue to go and play with Qiao Huai and the others, while she herself temporarily disappeared to rest and watch. She also checked the festival situation in various places, paying special attention to the anchor point underground area and Linghuazhai where Pei Qing was.

It was also at this time that Mi Bayue learned about Linghuazhai’s gold satin program.

Using gold satin as the carrier of magic, setting questions and rewards and punishments to increase the festival effect, this idea is not new, but it can make ordinary people in the secular continent understand and accept it more quickly. What Mi Bayue finds interesting are the questions and rewards and punishments included on the gold satin.

This reminded her of the 'blind box' fruit prepared for the Yangmai spiritual masters on the ghost ship. It has become very mature now, attracting countless Yangmai spiritual masters to spend a lot of money and never get tired of it.

The Yang Spirit Masters of these ghost ships have made a significant contribution to the development of the mortal continent - although they themselves are unaware of it.

It would be better to give them some benefits during the festival, and add some troubles to Yang Shen while everyone is having fun together.

Mi Bayue looked towards the distant Yunmo Continent and smiled slightly.

She had a hunch that the Holy Spirit in the Holy Spirit Realm was Pei Qing's true body.

Although Pei Qing did not become her 'father' this time, she still learned (copied) a lot from him by coincidence. It was time to say hello to him.