Little tiger happy to become a god

Chapter 27 A handful of sunflower seeds per person (1)
The corner of Ke Muqing's mouth twitched, did she think too much.He just bought two sugar figurines at random, and they are all children love to play with...

But Yue'er didn't pay any attention to it, she stretched out her hand to fix the two little sugar figurines in her hand, carefully put them into the Qiankun bag, and finally raised her head and said, "I like it very much, thank you. Also, can I ask you a question?" ?”

Seeing her look full of anticipation, Ke Muqing couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded.

The light from Yue'er's big eyes almost pierced through Ke Muqing: "Well, when you were with Prince Donghai, whoever you listened to?"

Ke Muqing: "..."

"Tell me, I promise I will never tell anyone else." Yue'er raised her right hand as an oath to the sky.

Ke Muqing: "..."

Alas, the saddest thing in the Six Realms is following a curious baby master.

At this time, Jimo Li's voice sounded from the Shushui Broken Moon Pavilion: "Yue'er, come to Liufeng Pavilion."

Yue'er responded, and when she arrived at Liufeng Pavilion, she saw Jimoli sitting on the agarwood chair, she stopped before the case, and now she dared not jump into Jimoli's hand and hug her like in the past. refused to let go.Jimoli saw her standing cautiously in front of the desk, and with a wave of his hand, Yue'er sat in his arms.

"How have you cultivated in the past 50 years?"

Speaking of this, Yue'er didn't care about where she was anymore, and quickly said pitifully: "For some reason, I always feel that I am not born to cultivate. It has been more than 300 years since I was picked up by you. The transmission of my spiritual power before, and the fact that I was trained under the guidance of Master Ta Yu in Hanlin Academy later, my progress should be considered slow, which is rarely seen in the fairy world, could it be that I am actually a waste?"

Jimo Li frowned, still holding a dense stack of papers in his hands, but looked at Yue'er with deep eyes: "Don't say that about yourself."

Yue'er's two small ears were bent weakly: "But I am indeed like this." Jimoli thought for a while: "Have you used the Yuan Pill of the Demon King?"

Yue'er shook his head when he poured out Yuan Dan from the Qiankun bag, "I don't know how to use it."

Jimoli took it over and put it on her forehead, a white light flashed in the palm of his hand, Yuan Dan melted into Yue'er's body.At this time, Yue'er knew that what Chu Ci said was "useful for cultivation" was just casual talk.

She felt that the meridians all over her body were filled with this profound spiritual power, and she immediately closed her eyes to fuse this spiritual power with the spiritual power of her own body.When he opened his eyes again, his muscles and bones seemed to have been washed, and every inch of his skin seemed to breathe new life.

She looked at Jimoli in surprise, and Jimoli stretched out his hand and pinched her nose: "The demon king Yuandan is the most precious treasure for those who cultivate immortals, and with the spiritual power I have given you for more than a hundred years, you are now equivalent to a cultivator." You are at the peak of the Mahayana, and after a few days of practice, you can overcome the calamity."

Yue'er was light and fit at this time, knowing that this was the early stage of transcending the tribulation and ascending, she was extremely happy, but she couldn't help feeling uneasy: "After I become a fairy, can I still follow you?"

Jimoli hugged the little girl, feeling very peaceful in his heart: "You will always be by my side."

Yue'er was even happier, and really wanted to ascend to immortality immediately.She just felt that becoming a fairy seemed to be one step closer to Jimoli.No more being called a little roadside beast.Obviously, it's not that Yue'er doesn't care about Princess Rourou's words, but just silently remembers them in her heart.

Jimoli handed over a hairpin with a layer of purple light around it, Yue'er took it suspiciously, and saw that one end of the hairpin was the head of a small tiger. Tigers have always been a fierce and ferocious animal in the eyes of others. But the little tiger head on this hairpin is gentle and cute.Yue'er bent her ears: "This little tiger head looks like me?"

Jimoli nodded, but didn't see any movement, the hairpin suddenly became a stick of light that was a head taller than Yue'er, the whole body of the stick was surrounded by a purple halo, shining brightly, if you look closely, you will find that from time to time there will be a beam of light emitting from it. The white light is like lightning, and the head of the little purple tiger on the stick has also become bigger. It is still gentle and cute, but it has a faint momentum rushing towards the face. The whole stick is lying in the palm of the hand, as if it has an unshakable The energy in Yue'er's little hand trembled slightly, and the most brilliant collection in the world would be eclipsed in front of it.

Yue'er stared blankly at the stick in his hand and couldn't return to his senses for a while, Jimoli frowned, and calmly turned the stick back into a hairpin, and pinned it in Yue'er's black hair.Turning Yue'er's face away: "Don't look at it for so long." You can look at other things if you want, but don't look at it for so long.

Yue'er nodded obediently, her big eyes reflected Jimo Li's magnificent appearance, she said in a daze, "It's so beautiful."

Jimo Li squeezed her two small ears with hands like jade carvings: "It looks better than me." If someone else heard this, they would definitely be terrified by these words. It's unbelievable to say such naive words now.

Yue'er almost didn't need to think about it, so she answered affirmatively: "Of course you are the prettiest."

Jimoli nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the answer: "This Xuanying glazed battle will be your weapon in the future, and it will be used as jewelry when not in use."

Yue'er's big eyes were curved: "Xuanying Liulizhang? The name is so nice. Where did it come from?" She, who has never seen the world, knows that this is not a fairy weapon that exists in the fairy world.

Jimoli pinched her little ears seriously, and said lightly, "I, Shen Xiu, brought it from the God Realm after I woke up."

If the gods of the God Realm knew that he had said such an understatement to this Xuanying glazed light stick, they would definitely vomit blood with anger.That is obviously the only supreme sacred weapon in the God Realm. It is so solemn, noble and gorgeous. In their hearts, it is only suitable for worship and yearning. In appearance, it was reduced to a hairpin and pinned on Yue'er's head, so that she could use it as a weapon when necessary!Now, can you be a little more violent?

Yue'er let out a cry, and sat quietly in Jimoli's arms, her breath was filled with the lotus fragrance from Jimoli's body, which was as cool as his own, so quiet and gentle that she could not extricate herself from sinking.

She curled up in Jimo Li's arms like a cat, looked at Jimo Li's picturesque eyebrows, and fell asleep.

Seeing Yue'er fell asleep peacefully, Jimoli raised his eyes and said to somewhere in the void: "Come out."

Three divine envoys suddenly appeared a foot away from the case, and bowed their heads respectfully: "I realize that my master is about to overcome the divine calamity and become a divine king, and my subordinates are waiting to come to protect my master." After speaking, the three divine envoys raised their heads and looked at Jimo Li, suddenly found the little girl carved in powder and jade who was sleeping soundly in Jimo Li's arms, her calm face was full of shock, her eyes were wide open, staring blankly at Jimo Li and the little girl in his arms.

(End of this chapter)