"Pretentious."
Even though he was nauseated and retching, Shui Miaomiao still had to hold on for a breath to rebuke Jiao Yingqing, "I am willing to be hypocritical. Now that I have said that I can be hypocritical, because I am spoiled by others, look at your hypocrisy! Spit out a drop of Xihelu , let’s see if Jiao Pingzao can beat you!”
"Father doesn't know that!" Jiao Yingqing said without any confidence. Before the ceremony, Jiao Pingzao went to Jiao Yingqing to explain the preciousness and weird taste of Xihe dew. The more Golden Crows you shoot, the more Xihe you can get. The more poop you have, the weirder the smell will be, but you won’t be able to vomit it even if it’s weird, which is what many people only dream of.
"How do you feel, Miaomiao?" Wen Renxian blocked Shui Miaomiao, and Jiao Yingqing withdrew his gaze angrily.
"Master, don't you think it's a bit unpleasant to drink?" Shui Miaomiao wiped his mouth carelessly with his sleeve.
"It's okay." Wen Renxian commented flatly, "The taste is very weird but it contains full spiritual energy." But as he drank, the spiritual energy dissipated and he couldn't catch it at all.
"Do you feel better?"
"Uh~~" Shui Miaomiao only felt that it tasted bad, and every pore in her body was complaining that it tasted bad. She felt nothing else, but it was disappointing to Wen Renxian, so she said, "It seems not so hot anymore."
"In this case, you should drink it all."
"Don't even think about it!" Shui Miaomiao said categorically. For the sake of Wen Renxian's face, she would definitely give it away!
"Is there anything else?" Shui Miaomiao grabbed Wen Renxian's sleeve. She had already begun to regret participating. She couldn't see anything and was tortured by her taste.
"Yeah." Wen Renxian nodded and looked at Jiao Yingqing and others who started to walk towards the high platform, "We still have to climb the stairs."
"Is it a bit difficult for me to climb the stairs like this? Can I fly up? Otherwise, forget it." With such a bad taste, Shui Miaomiao didn't think there would be anything good up there.
The girl's voice can always extinguish Shui Miaomiao's fantasies in time, "This is a training to reach the sky. For the warriors who shot down the Golden Crow, when they step on this stage, every step can wash away the essence and strengthen the body."
No wonder Wen Renxian looked at Jiao Yingqing and found that they were all walking slowly and with difficulty, but all of them were happy.
"I just don't understand why you people love climbing stairs as exercise so much. Why can't you build an elevator?" Before Shui Miaomiao finished complaining, Wen Renxian hugged Shui Miaomiao again. Walk towards the high platform.
"Ah, can this be replaced?" Shui Miaomiao panicked and put her arms around Wen Renxian's neck, asking the girl around.
"This." The girl couldn't answer. They didn't have so many accidents during their training. They could only point to the high platform, "But, but, even if you can't climb it yourself, Miss should still go up to the high platform. God will be there. Then give the final blessing."
"Is it okay for outsiders to leave?" Shui Miaomiao wanted to ask, but Wen Renxian had already thrown the girl behind him and stepped onto the steps with Shui Miaomiao in his arms.
Shui Miaomiao felt the coercion, but it was dissipated only for a moment, and then a warm feeling filled her whole body, like the sun in the afternoon of autumn and winter, with a laziness.
Wen Renxian should have offset the damage and only left the benefits to Shui Miaomiao.
"Master." Shui Miaomiao subconsciously grabbed Wen Renxian's chest, raised her head, and brushed the tip of her nose against Wen Renxian's chin, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Wen Renxian walked towards the high platform with firm steps. "fine."
How could Shui Miaomiao believe it?
"It's okay." Wen Renxian comforted Shui Miaomiao. He was not lying. This kind of pressure was not something he could compare to in his past experience.
Shui Miaomiao stayed quietly in Wen Renxian's arms, her heart gradually filled with distress.
How could this be such a simple thing? We can see that the Immortal is so calm and calm. What must he have experienced to be able to do this?
Wenrenxian had already surpassed Jiao Yingqing and the other three who had left first. Jiao Yingqing had changed from walking to crawling on both hands and feet. She looked so painful that she screamed and cried.
Upon hearing this, Shui Miaomiao tightened her grip on Wenrenxian's clothes and said, "Master~"
"Here." Wen Renxian's voice came, as pleasant as ever without any change in tone, with a sense of reassurance.
Seeing Wen Renxian walking up with Shui Miaomiao in his arms, Jiao Pingzao was about to speak but had mixed feelings, and finally rationally chose to pretend he hadn't seen her.
Anyway, Wen Renxian has already come up, so that’s it.
Shui Miaomiao had already fallen asleep in her arms, because she was so comfortable. The warm feeling was healing the injuries on her body, and the half bowl of xi and dew were also working.
Jiao Pingza will not tamper with this, it is all a gift from God, and those who are able and predestined will get it.
This must be Shui Miaomiao's fate. Shooting four golden crows, no one has ever gotten so much xi and dew at one time, but only drank half of it in the end.
Talking about this climbing stairs, because it reduces the pain, there is no need to cleanse the essence and marrow, but it can still nourish Shui Miaomiao's riddled body, which is exactly what Shui Miaomiao is in urgent need of now.
What's more, Shui Miaomiao already has a prosperous immortality. No matter how she changes, she won't have such a better physique, and she might even cause trouble...
After not seeing any movement for a while, Wen Renxian looked at Jiao Pingzao.
Jiao Pingzao smiled, cupped his hands and said, "We have to wait until everyone comes up."
At this time, the sun was moving westward, and Jiao Yingqing and the others had not yet completed all the stairs. When the sun no longer shone on the high platform, the three of them suddenly collapsed, unable to move.
"Drag it up." Jiao Pingzao commanded the girls on the side. Only the sun covering the high platform would be effective. The time has come, and they can only get these benefits.
I have never seen a person like Wen Renxian with an expression as calm as walking up an ordinary flight of stairs for as long as Jiao Pingzao can remember.
Jiao Pingzao glanced sideways again, and had to praise that human immortals are unparalleled existences in the world, but everything has two sides...
After sprinkling water on Jiao Yingqing and the others and letting them rest for a while, Jiao Pingzao stepped forward and praised them one by one, followed by some similar rituals.
Nine girls holding nine molten gold arrows paraded around in a circle from the high platform, and then climbed onto the high platform to show off.
Wen Renxian glanced at it, the corner of his mouth curled up in mockery, and when he met Jiao Pingzao's gaze, no one said anything. One of the nine arrows must be fake. This is a play that Jiao must continue to perform even if he bites the bullet. That is, they can create and have already created the Nine Molten Golden Arrows.
Then the girls started a sacrificial song and dance. With the music, the sun was blocked by the clouds and disappeared, and two futons appeared in front of the statue of the three-legged golden crow.
"Please, you two." Jiao Pingzao first invited the two monks who each shot down a golden crow.
The two monks rushed to kneel on the futon.
The statue let out a long roar, its eyes glowed with golden light, and Shui Miaomiao woke up, "What's wrong! What's happening!"
"It's okay." Wen Renxian hugged Shui Miaomiao tightly and comforted her, watching the golden light that was as dazzling as the sun shine on the two of them. The two closed their eyes and entered a state of enlightenment.
