"How can you break your branches? This is not possible, absolutely not!" Qingluan's head shook like a rattle. Not to mention that he could not pass this level, even Jiuye would not agree. After all, the tree species of Shenmu was planted by him, so Shenmu is like his child. How could he break his child's wings?

Shenmu hurriedly said, "A few branches are not in the way."

Qingluan shook her head and said, "No, anyway."

When Su Qingwan came over, she heard this conversation. She put down two plates of food and served, and knelt beside Yin Jiu: "Master Jiu, is there no other way? For example, substitute?"

"The power of the purified fire is too strong, and it can be carried by the divine wood." Yin Jiudao, "and the only thing that can permanently illuminate the realm of dream return is the only purified fire of Qingluan. Even the red lotus flame of the Vermillion Bird, which has the same power as the purified fire, cannot light up the sky here."

This is an unsolvable knot.

Su Qingwan poured wine for Yin Jiu, but her mind was spinning quickly. She said, "What if you don't use real objects to carry the flames? It's like using demonic power or something..."

If it is an obstacle, discard the container.

This is a novel idea. Yin Jiu vaguely had a clue while drinking the clear wine, but he still needed to carefully consider how to do it.

Boss Yin blinked and smiled, "My Xiaoxiao is really smart, this idea is very good."

Qingluan immediately looked at Su Qingwan with admiration on her face.

Ninth Lady Ninth Lady is worthy of being Ninth Lady Ninth Lady, she is simply a lucky star in the demon world. Not only did she accept the disaster of Lao Buddy, she also came up with a solution for him. She can understand why Ji Jingyun made him feel good in front of Ninth Lady Ninth Lady.

Look, even if he was in trouble, he couldn't impress the Ninth Master's heart watching the movie. After saying a few words, Ninth Master took the initiative to take over the stall.

Ninth Lady, great kindness and great virtue cannot be repaid. Please wait. When you look back, I will set you up a pure gold statue to place it in your dreamland! Three hundred pillars of high incense are dedicated to you a day!

Qingluan was in a very good mood and asked Mingyi to come and have something to eat first.

Yin Jiu then took out paper and pen to do an experiment.

Su Qingwan was afraid that the wine would be cold, so she warmed her wine for him.

But for some reason, the rich aroma of wine at the beginning gradually turned into the taste of sweet pulp. Su Qingwan thought there was something wrong with her sense of smell, so she took a small wine glass and tasted it. Well, it was indeed a sweet and sour jam flavor.

Why is this?

Su Qingwan filled a glass of wine and took it to Yin Jiu for taste, and then looked at Yin Jiu's expression curiously, but she couldn't tell the reason. Seeing her like this, Yin Jiu took the initiative to explain: "This is Fantasy Wine, made of dewdrops from the divine wood. What do you think it is, what it is. Isn't it like dreaming? "

There is also this kind of wine!

Su Qingwan blinked in surprise.

Yin Jiu stopped writing: "You don't like drinking very much, so it will naturally follow your wishes and become what you want. I think, what Xiaoxiao should drink should be the beauty grape pulp from the Western Regions. But in fact, it is still wine, but the taste has changed."

Su Qingwan's cheeks were flushed and her body was a little light: "Is this the effect of the divine wood?"

"Yes." Yin Jiu drank the glass of wine and picked Su Qingwan up. He took Su Qingwan to the bedroom and asked with a smile, "Xiao Xiao might as well think about what I would drink?"

Su Qingwan was a little confused. For a moment, many answers emerged, but they seemed to be in line with the most correct answer: "I didn't expect it."

Yin Jiu was not embarrassed to be drunk: "It's the beauty of the Western Regions grape fruit pulp."

Same as her?

Yin Jiu loves wine very much, how could he taste the taste of fruit pulp?

"Because there is a beauty right in front of me." Yin Jiu smiled.

Su Qingwan's face turned redder and she went straight into Yin Jiu's arms: "You are not serious..."

Yin Jiu put Su Qingwan on the bed and coaxed her to bed before returning to the outside to continue his research. He made many ideas in a scheming manner, but when he implemented it, he could not get a satisfactory answer. Even for him, he would have to spend time thinking about how to carry the purifying fire without a container.

Not all the flames released by Qingluan are well-behaved. Some of them will have their own ideas, just like the fires entangled around Mingyi.

However, only such flames can burn for a long time and not be easily extinguished.

So Yin Jiu wanted to set up a formation, just like a large formation surrounding the Jiuzhou Imperial City, using the mountains of the Dream Return Realm as the array eye, taking the purified fire as the heart of the formation, and relying on the original power of the Dream Return Realm to restrain the purified fire in the air. The Kyrgyz Realm has not only mountains, but also endless wind, and wind is a variable.

Once the purified fire escapes the restraint of the mountains, the flames that are imprisoned and become violent will do anything that will be out of their control.

Yin Jiu knew that Shenmu was right. He could indeed use Shenmu to illuminate the realm of dream return. Shenmu was originally created by the Emperor of Heaven, gathering the vitality of heaven and earth. The powerful vitality makes Shenmu fearlessly burning with any flames. But Shenmu is already dying.

Yin Jiu did not want to achieve his goal by sacrificing the divine tree.

There must be something that can light up here without any sacrifice.

But the Divine Tree is not afraid of death, especially after the Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother of the West, and all its friends withered one by one, it does not regard life and death as it is returning to the world, and fallen leaves always return to their roots.

What's more, it's just a tree.

"Tsk, I remember you were not so helpful before." Yin Jiu turned his ink pen and tapped the torso of the Shenmu. "Suhu Bird doesn't matter if you want a leaf."

"Then I gave it to him later." Shenmu said, "Our tree will grow."

Yin Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it just that he is old?"

"I'm not you, Master Jiu, you can never grow old." Shenmu touched Yin Jiu's shoulder with branches and sighed, "Your mouth is as powerful as before."

Yin Jiu replied with confidence: "I am not the only one who is amazing."

"Yes, yes, you just finished fighting against the Emperor of Heaven, and then you could instigate Qingluan and Zhuque to burn the Emperor of Heaven's Empress Garden." Shenmu echoed, "It's very powerful."

Shenmu suddenly recalled that Yin Jiu was young and frivolous, and acted more unscrupulously than he is now. Qingluan and Zhuque were also young, but the scoops were quite big every time. The purified fire and the red lotus flames shone together in the ninth heaven. The gods were busy extinguishing the fire. Yin Jiu, wearing a silver-edged black robe, stood on the overpass to watch the fun.

Everyone knows that he chose this matter, but no one can do anything to this master.

You can't fight, you can't fight.

When Yin Jiu’s name is mentioned, many immortals and gods are worried.

Amid the heartbroken accusations of the Emperor of Heaven, Yin Jiu could still taste wine and music without hesitation. Sometimes he was annoyed by the nagging, and Yin Jiu ran around outside the Ninth Heaven.

This led to Yin Jiu's peach blossoms flying all over the sky.

In fact, if Yin Jiu is slightly worse, he will not be like this, but he is born with a good look, which is envious of men and women. In the waters of heaven and earth, there are so many creatures who love Yin Jiu that they are as good as the stars in the sky, and they have never seen Yin Jiu stop for anyone.

The Emperor of Heaven often sat under a tree and chatted with it. Six or seven out of ten times were about Yin Jiu's peach blossom debt. Everyone felt that the Emperor of Heaven was quite worried that Yin Jiu would be lonely for the rest of his life. But Shenmu felt that the Emperor of Heaven was just looking for someone to take charge of this willful man.

So for a while, Emperor Tian was keen to pull the red line for Yin Jiu.

He even specially held a blind date for Yin Jiu and invited fairies and goddesses from all walks of life.

Yin Jiu went there, but he didn't choose any of them. Instead, after the banquet, he plunged into the human world and set up a Lezhai. He sat in it but didn't come out for many years.

The Emperor of Heaven reasonably suspected that this man was autistic.

The fairies and goddesses refused to obey, but they didn't dare to disturb the master. They just made an appointment and ran to the Queen Mother of the West to cry every day, and the Ninth Heaven was almost flooded.

The Emperor of Heaven was also puzzled by this.

At that time, the Ghost Lord came to visit, and the Emperor of Heaven pulled Yin Jiu's friend to have a long talk. Basically, he was talking, and the Ghost Lord was responsible for it.

The Ghost Lord said one last time, and Shenmu is still impressed.

"Emperor Tian, ​​think about it more easily, maybe he just won't raise it."

Shenmu still cannot describe the complex and subtle mood he had at that time.

Although it is just a tree, it is also a sensible tree. If a man does not raise it, it will probably be like a tree that cannot blossom and bear fruit. It cannot be passed on to the family line.

Very pitiful.

Fortunately, after so many years, Yin Jiu finally had a pillow.

It would be a good thing to have someone to accompany this master even if he could not pass on his family line.

Yes, Shenmu believes that the ghost king’s nonsense has been around since now.

At this time, Su Qingwan stumbled over, and it seemed that the wine had not woken up yet, and she felt dizzy when walking. Yin Jiu threw down the ink pen in his hand and walked over and helped her firmly: "Why are you out? I'll take you back and rest for a while?"

"No." Su Qingwan frowned and refused in a low voice, "I want to be with you."

Yin Jiu was stunned, then curled up the corners of his lips. He picked up his little wife and placed her on a beauty couch that suddenly appeared. He gently tempted her to sleep: "Okay, okay, we won't go back. Good Xiaoxiao, are you here to accompany me, okay?"

Su Qingwan pursed her lips, thought for a while, nodded, and fell asleep again not long after.

Yin Jiu's right hand was held in her hand, and Yin Jiu didn't pull it out. He simply changed his place to work, held a pen in his left hand, and sat on the bamboo mat and continued to conceive his ideas.

Such a gentle Yin Jiu is something that Shenmu has never seen before.

But Shenmu knew that the unrestrained and lonely man had concerns.

What's wrong with this?

In this way, it can also make friends with the Emperor of Heaven.

Su Qingwan was completely awake after three hours.

She was a little surprised why she was sleeping on the beauty couch outside. Her memory was vaguely stopped when she was taken back to the bedroom by Yin Jiu. She blinked her eyes and recalled it for a long time before she remembered it. It seemed that she had run out by herself.

Because I couldn't see Yin Jiu, I ran out to find him.

Yin Jiu sat next to the beauty couch. Seeing Su Qingwan woke up, he smiled and took back his hand that had been held for a long time. He sorted out Su Qingwan's somewhat scattered hair, brushed her fingertips across her eyebrows, and said, "My Xiaoxiao is awake, she is more sleepy than a kitten."

Su Qingwan rushed into Yin Jiu's arms for a while before asking in silence: "Master Jiu, aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm not tired." Yin Jiu took the water handed over by Shenmu and watched her wash, then helped her to comb her hair again, and did not forget to share her gains with Su Qingwan. "I have found a solution to the problem of purifying fire, and it's almost over."

Su Qingwan looked at him happily: "Can it be possible?"

"Please be more confident in your husband, this little beauty." Yin Jiu put the white jade tassels and Zhuchai on Su Qingwan, clapping his hands, "Wake up and get up to work!"

Su Qingwan asked, "Then what am I going to do?"
To be continued...