"There is ink in my belly, and I praise me for being knowledgeable and knowledgeable?"

"Praise you for being a little bad!

Feng Qing put down the grinding strip in disgust and spread his ink-dipped hands for Qin Mufeng to see. Qin Mufeng smiled, took out his handkerchief and dipped it in warm water to wipe Feng Qing's fingers carefully.

"Mu Liu cannot leave Cangming Pavilion. He seems to be easy to discuss, but in fact he will not look back if he decides it. Since I believed him and saved him back then, he will not have any other choice in his life."

Qin Mufeng put the handkerchief aside, picked up a pen and dipped it ink to draw patterns on the white paper.

"The second one is that he created Cangming Pavilion, and he can't let it go."

"That's right. I've seen it over the years. Master Qi, you are just a famous pavilion master, and you don't care about anything."

"In this regard, Qingqing and I are each other." Qin Mufeng turned his head and looked at Feng Qing with a smile.

Feng Qing was dissatisfied: "I am not. I am now a famous young master, very idle."

Qin Mufeng hooked his lips and did not argue with Qin Mufeng.

"But Master Qi, you still have to inform Mumuxi in advance. After all, Mumuxi is my friend, and I don't want our friendship to be affected by these trivial matters."

“Muliu will solve it.”

In Qin Mufeng's opinion, if these wooden willows cannot be solved, they will not be worthy of Feng Qing's name of him "Mr. Muliu".

"Have you gone to the divine palace?" Feng Qing saw Qin Mufeng drawing the spiritual array runes, which was slightly different from what he had drawn before.

"By the way, set up a teleportation array, and Qingqing wants to dismantle it and go whenever she wants to."

"Why don't you take me with me? You work alone, but I only know how to sleep." Feng Qing felt a little guilty.

"It's not a dangerous place. You have been there once, and it's not new again. Let's go back to explore other parts of the South China Sea." For example, the place where the mermaids live.

A cold light flashed in Qin Mufeng's eyes.

"Wutong gives us three days because we know that the mermaid god has not lived for three days. I want to completely resolve the problem between me and Nanhai?"

“It’s just part.”

"What else?"

Qin Mufeng paused slightly in his pen, and when he raised the pen, a faint stream of light flashed quickly over the spiritual array runes he had just drawn.

"There are children."

"Hmm?" Feng Qing suddenly became nervous again.

"Don't be nervous." Qin Mufeng put down his pen and reached out to grab Feng Qing's hand to comfort him: "Mu Wutong can force the child's qualifications to be divided into two, but she cannot retain the qualifications separated by the child. I have thought about it, maybe Shennong Ding can do it."

Feng Qing's eyes were lit.

"Seventh Master, do you mean that your child's qualifications can be preserved in the Shennong Ding. When the child grows up, he will find a way to reintegrate the qualifications?" Feng Qing's heart suddenly beat violently.

In this way, the baby will still be able to recover his innate divine body in the future!

"Yes. I asked the Shadow Guard to go back to the valley in person and let my second brother come as soon as possible. Three days later, it's just right."

Feng Qing smiled on his face: "The last time my master saw me, I left a trace of the power of the cauldron soul. Originally, I wanted to keep the power of the cauldron soul first, and wait until my second brother's strength is enough to inherit the Shennong Ding before giving it to the second brother. Now I think everything is destined. I can give it to others with the power of the cauldron soul and the qualifications of the baby to keep it in the Shennong Ding!"

Feng Fuchen saw Feng Qing in the Shennong Realm for the last time, because he wanted Feng Qing to become the master of Shennong Ding in the future, so he left a trace of Feng Fuchen's power to her. As long as someone with enough strength has this power of the tripod soul with Feng Fuchen's breath, he can have the greatest chance to become the master of the Medicine King Ding.

Feng Zhao's strength is only at the high level of Lingxian. He is only barely capable of becoming a tower protector. He still cannot control one-tenth of the power of the Shennong Cauldron. Feng Qing did not rush to give him the power of the cauldron soul, but only gave him the previous cauldron breath.

Now it seems that everything is for the baby.

"My baby suffered such a great sin before he was born, and he will definitely have a smooth flow in the future." Feng Qing touched his abdomen and smiled.

Qin Mufeng glanced at Feng Qing's abdomen, and his eyes were also soft.

Qin Mufeng was naturally happy to be able to solve this problem.

After all, it is his first child, how can he not want the child to be better!

Feng Yi came in with a bowl of sweet soup and saw Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng get along well, and his face became a little gentler.

"Miss, Cang Zuo first cooked a bowl of wine-making rice dumplings to give you a cushion."

Feng Qing smelled the aroma of the wine and couldn't even bother talking to Qin Mufeng, and was about to start eating with a bowl.

"Hot, be careful." Feng couldn't help laughing when he looked at Feng Qing's childish appearance.

Qin Mufeng also smiled and shook his head.

"I'm really getting more childish."

"That's because you don't allow me to drink. Who doesn't know that my body is usually full of wine insects, so it's so uncomfortable for me to not let drink. Fortunately, Cang Zuo understands me and even learns to use Lingjiu to cook wine and make round pieces for me."

Feng Qing said, holding a spoon and holding a bowl, then put a mouth into her mouth, and her eyes narrowed.

It is sweet and soft and glutinous when you have a faint aroma of wine, which is simply delicious on earth.

Seeing Feng Qing taking half a bowl of rice, Qin Mufeng reminded him: "Don't eat too much, you'll be unable to eat it in a while."

"Fengyi, tell Cangzuo that you can cook another pot of wine-stewed rice balls to make me a midnight snack!"

"Yes. I'll talk now."

Feng Qing finished eating a bowl, and Qin Mufeng also put down his pen.

"Drawing? So fast?"

It's much faster than in the Forest City.

"Sword Soul recently communicated with me, and I plan to break through the realm of the Spirit Lord first." Qin Mufeng said lightly.

"Is it a problem of thin spiritual power? Seventh Master, you can enter the Nuwa Stone Space to break the realm." Feng Qing put down the bowl and looked at Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng looked at Feng Qing deeply: "Qingqing, Master Wutong gives you three days. In addition to what you said before, you may also have to sleep for a while next."

Feng Qing pursed her lips, not too surprised.

"So I can't get into Nuwa Stone."

"I'm actually quite selfish." Feng Qing said: "Some things I actually have in my heart, but I don't want to think deeply. When I want to save my baby, there is only one way to go, so I want to be selfish! Qi Ye, the Venerable Wutong."

"I understand." Qin Mufeng pinched Feng Qing's hand: "Don't worry, I will try my best to protect him."

So he accepted the proposal of the sword soul and directly broke through the Spirit Master in order to protect the Wutong Master after the Wutong Master tried his best to solve the problem of Feng Qing and the fetus.

Doing these things is not soft-hearted, nor is it for the sake of Venerable Wutong, but just to make Feng Qing feel at ease.

"Everything is fair, only by giving will you gain. Mu Wutong knows this more than anyone else. Perhaps this is not a bad thing, but rather the disaster and opportunity that Mu Wutong won."

Living too long is not a good thing.

What's more, he lives in the world like Mu Wutong in a way that survives. If he cannot complete the transformation of his mood, Mu Wutong will always be the Venerable Wutong!
Chapter completed!