The protector continued: "Master Demon Lord, Yao Ranran is still valuable now, so why don't we meet her request and send her these treasures to help her practice!"
Li Luoqi straightened her sleeves and squinted at him.
The protector understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Master Demon Lord, Yao Ranran now has a demon seed in her body. As her Taoism becomes more profound, the fruits that Master Demon Lord will pick in the future will be more delicious!"
Li Luoqi raised her eyebrows and smiled, "That's right, it's okay for Yao Ranran to be crazy. As long as she can continue to practice and intervene in the relationship between Qiaoqiao and Shen Yuofu, it doesn't matter if I give her these things!"
"Yes, yes! Yao Ranran is already in Lord Demon's possession, just like a worm in his care. There is no need to care about her occasional madness!"
The protector laughed along with me.
Li Luoqi raised her eyebrows, squinted at the sky full of words, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
"Then satisfy her!"
…
Jiuling Mountain.
"Hiss! The Demon Lord is so majestic!"
Yao Ranran immediately jumped up from the bed.
"He actually agreed to my request without asking anything. Isn't this a dream?"
Yao Ranran pinched her face and looked at the news that was about to dissipate.
Li Luoqi really wants to send her these treasures!
"Get rich!"
Her eyes flashed with the light of countless spiritual stones.
But then she sat back down on the bed in despair.
"I'm still too honest. If I had known that Li Luoqi was so generous, I shouldn't have only asked for such a small thing..."
Yao Ranran lowered her head and sighed regretfully.
If Li Luoqi and his protector were in front of Yao Ranran, he would definitely scold her for her shamelessness!
What the hell is this called honesty?!
Do you have any misunderstanding about the word honesty?!
After talking to Li Luoqi, Yao Ranran opened the blacksmith shop.
She poured out the materials in the storage ring and started working after thinking about it for a while.
Lu Ziqian will lead the demon cultivators to participate in the battle soon. As a nominal master, she has to think about the safety of her disciples.
For this reason, she thought about it and worked overtime to refine a fifth-level spiritual treasure for him.
Writing brush!
She couldn't think of any weapon suitable for Lu Ziqian, only the brushes used by scholars were common in his hands.
Yao Ranran spent a lot of effort and distressedly used the best materials to make a powerful writing brush.
She looked at the exquisite brush in her hand and kept nodding, "Let's call it a good luck brush!"
After refining the lucky pen, Yao Ranran felt that the spiritual power in her body was losing a little bit, just like one of the three thousand green silk threads fell out.
She stretched and yawned, "I haven't been this tired for a long time. I remember the last time I was this tired was the last time."
She lazily kicked away the scattered materials, and a few scrap pieces of jade fell out of the blacksmith shop without attracting her attention.
Yao Ranran lay on the bed holding her good luck pen and closed her eyes and fell asleep.
late at night.
Everything is quiet.
A ball of jade-like light flew out of Yao Ranran's arms.
The palm-sized Shuixi Palace ran out of her sleeve robe, spun three times in the void, and dropped down a handsome man in green robe.
An Xiaolin smiled at her sleeping face and was instantly attracted by the messy scene around her.
"I didn't have time to watch it yesterday, but my dear disciple's boudoir is a bit..."
He didn't know how to say it for a moment.
This boudoir...
It’s one part shabby, two parts messy, and seven parts simple!
The corners of his mouth twitched.
"This disciple seems to be a bit stingy..."
An Xiaolin walked out of the room and walked around the Taoist temple.
He confirmed: "This apprentice is no ordinary picker!"
Can people live in a place like this?
An Xiaolin looked around, and his impression of Yao Ranran changed again.
"The worst dungeons in Shuixi Palace are not this shabby..."
An Xiaolin sighed helplessly.
"I can't help you recreate the style of Shuixi Palace, but I can at least clean it up like a new one... Po Tao Temple."
The green light intertwined between his fingers, gradually forming a green net, falling from the sky and covering the entire Taoist temple.
Ranxian Temple.
The villagers who had not yet fallen asleep saw the large green net on the top of Guoling Mountain from a distance, and they opened their mouths blankly.
"Is... is Fairy Ran Ran responding to us?"
"Fairy Ran Ran, Fairy Ran Ran are you not asleep yet?"
"She stayed up all night to listen to our prayers!"
As soon as these words came out, the villagers who came to worship were deeply moved.
They all knelt down towards the east to the Cuiling Mountain. Endless white light flew out from between their eyebrows and floated to the Cuiling Mountain in the direction of the wind.
It fell into the body of Yao Ranran who was sleeping soundly.
The green net fell down, and the Taoist temple was instantly spotless.
An Xiaolin brushed away the unsightly ashes and smiled slightly as he looked at the clean blue bricks.
"That's right. This way you can take a look. When you come out tomorrow night, you can talk to your good disciple about rebuilding the Taoist temple."
He landed lightly on the ground, returned to Yao Ranran's room, and carefully arranged the messy materials in order.
After doing all this, An Xiaolin turned around and returned to Shuixi Palace.
When his body was about to approach Shuixi Palace, he suddenly froze.
"I seem to have forgotten something?"
An Xiaolin turned his head and his warm eyes fell on Yao Ranran's fair cheeks.
He stared blankly for a long time, silently took a few steps forward, and suddenly stopped at the edge of the bed.
"Should I kowtow to her?"
"..."
An Xiaolin's body suddenly shook, and his legs that were half weak were forced to stand up.
"What's going on? There is no reason in this world for a master to kowtow to his disciple!"
He stumbled towards the bedpost, frightened by the thought that had just passed through his mind.
Think about it for a while.
An Xiaolin calmed down and said in surprise: "My dear disciple, your power of faith has been cultivated to this extent?!"
…
The sky will be dark.
Yao Ranran woke up from the wooden bed and habitually reached out to touch the baby in her arms.
My right hand searched again and again in my arms, but there was nothing!
Yao Ranran suddenly woke up and jumped out of bed.
"A thief broke into Guoling Mountain!"
She shouted and saw the treasure she was looking for calmly placed in the center of the wooden table.
"...Why did Shuixi Palace come here? Did I take it out last night?"
She scratched her head with the good luck pen in her hand, and took the Shuixi Palace on the table and looked at it for a while.
After looking at it for a while, she suddenly realized that something was different around her.
Yao Ranran's pupils trembled and she looked around in surprise.
"Why is my room so clean?!"
There were also discarded materials kicked on the ground yesterday, which were also piled up in the corner.
Did she sleepwalk last night?
Yao Ranran patted her face, trying to wake herself up from her dream.
"...Okay, this is not a dream, and I saw it right. My room has become clean and tidy!"
Her shocked shouts woke up Xiaorong and Tang Xiangyin who were sleeping soundly next door.
The two of them rushed to her room in panic, holding the quilt and pillow in their hands.