"There should be no difference between egg education and prenatal education, right?"
In the corner of Fengchun Temple.
Wu Wan and Shao Siming sat cross-legged in front of the 'nest' made up of several layers of soft cushions, muttering like this.
Shao Siming wondered: "Prenatal education? What is that?"
Wu Wan couldn't help but think of the pregnant heroine when he went to the Renhuang Pavilion for the first time to attend the Renhuang Banquet...
"In order to cultivate excellent successors, some forces in the human domain will make the mother take some supplements before the baby is born to cultivate the baby's qualifications.
However, we don't have to do this. "
"I've heard of this before, and the word prenatal education is appropriate."
Shao Siming nodded slightly and said:
"Innate gods don't care about qualifications, it all depends on the strength of the avenue they are born from. Ming's avenue is already one of the top avenues in the world."
"No, no, no," Wu Huan shook his head repeatedly, "The path and qualifications only determine the starting point. The child's future achievements will also depend on her own hard work!"
Shao Siming smiled and said, "You are preaching to me."
"That's the truth. We can't do things like numerology."
Wu Wan looked at the divine egg wrapped in divine light in front of him and said with a smile:
"Forty-nine days will pass in the blink of an eye, so why not wait patiently."
"But we still have to do something," Shao Si Ming said with a little worry in his eyes, "Ming's path is a little unstable after all."
"It's better than this."
Wu Wan put his right hand into his left sleeve and groped around for a while, then quickly took out a lyre and winked at Shao Siming.
Shao Siming chuckled lightly and hugged Changqin: "I have lived for so many years, but I am still good at playing the piano."
"Then let's take turns playing for her for an hour or two every day."
Shao Siming asked: "Do you have the music score?"
"Just play whatever you want."
"Then don't laugh at me."
Shao Siming pursed his lips lightly, fixed the long harp with his divine power, and carefully played with the strings. Then he raised his head and glanced at Wu Wan. Seeing that Wu Wan's face was full of expectation, he unconsciously sat up straighter.
Her exquisite and sweet figure was also fully revealed.
The slender fingers brushed the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano was like a stream, flowing happily from the empty valley and mountain stream.
Wu Wan was fascinated by what she heard. He leaned back, supported his body with a pair of arms, and stared at her slender fingers playing the piano.
The years are long, the sky and the earth are vast, and the spirits of all things travel from heaven to earth. The soft spring breeze brings fine rainwater, soaking the somewhat dry earth, and letting a little greenery grow on the gray ground.
With another dazzling moment, warm green has filled my eyes.
The grass is shining, the weeping willows are lingering, the tired birds are returning to their nests, and the thin clouds are drifting away with the wind.
The divine egg was floating in front of them at some point, and the little god inside seemed to be listening. A pair of small hands rested on the egg shell, as if he wanted to retain the notes.
Wu Wan, who originally wanted to show off his "blowing skills" in front of Shao Siming, wisely chose to stop.
No, she can't play with the second generation of gods.
…
Yang Wudi is now a little dizzy since the Renhuang Pavilion Headquarters returned to destroy the sect.
Who dares to believe this?
His Majesty the Human Emperor invited a nobody to him for dinner, and the master of the Human Emperor Pavilion grilled fish for him with his own hands!
Although Yang Wudi had always felt that his sect leader would definitely be able to sit in that position in the future, but when this happened, he still couldn't help but feel all kinds of excitement in his heart.
However, what touched Yang Wudi more than this was...
According to the news from Tiangong, the sect leader singled out his name, Yang Wudi, and asked Yang Wudi to go to Tiangong to assist the sect leader in doing something big!
What's this?
This is trust! It’s appreciation!
This is...exclusive grace!
"Hey hey hey!"
On top of the cloud, Yang Wudi couldn't help but grinned widely when he thought of this.
The great elder who was walking with him swept his sleeves, snorted coldly, threw Yang Wudi away from the Mie Zong Mountain Gate, and said coldly:
"Pack your bags quickly, say goodbye to your relatives and friends, and set off in three days.
This trip to the Heavenly Palace is extremely dangerous and dangerous, and I won’t be able to come back if I have to! "
"Don't worry, Great Elder!"
Yang Wudi stabilized his figure in the air, raised his head and laughed loudly. The corner of the elder's mouth twitched slightly, and disappeared into blood.
Not long after, Yang Wudi stepped into the formation, the dragon moved and the tiger stepped, and the tiger and tiger were powerful.
Instead of going to his residence or returning to his friend's kangtou, he fell towards the pavilion where the elders and deacons were gathering inside. He was surrounded by people before he could stand still.
"Invincible Elder, is your Majesty's summons about the sect master?"
"What's wrong, Lord Sect Master? Could it be that the innate gods were killed by those gods... woo, woo woo!"
"You crow's mouth, if you talk nonsense again, I'll break your neck!"
"Hey," Yang Wudi waved his hand, raised his head, raised his chest, lifted his hips, tightened his abdomen, and held his waist and hips with both hands.
The coquettishness is still as brave as before, the face is full of youth and the heart is full of joy.
Yang Wudi smiled and said: "If you have any advice, treasures, or strategies for our sect master, please tell me. I will rush to the Heavenly Palace in three days and continue to serve our sect master. labor!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they rushed up and surrounded Yang Wudi. They all started asking about the cause and effect of the matter.
Yang Wudi's face was full of comfort. Moments like this were rare.
Not long after, Yang Wudi was summoned by Miao Cuijiao to the Luobao Hall with full praise and "heroic" steps.
Yang Wudi did not dare to continue giggling, so he lowered his head, leaned forward, and with a gentle smile on his lips, he quickly walked into the palace door, and was greeted with several cordial greetings as he entered:
"Master Miao, are you looking for me? Miss Lin is here too. Miss Lin has lost a lot of weight recently."
"Stop talking nonsense," Miao Cuijiao's pretty face was cold, adding a bit of aloofness.
She said: "The sect leader recruits you to help in the Heavenly Palace?"
"Hey, yes," Yang Wudi lowered his head and responded, "It can't be said to be a help. Maybe the sect master is short of an errand boy, so he asked me to go over and run around."
"snort!"
Miao Cuijiao was dissatisfied: "Why did the sect leader only recruit you, but didn't recruit me?"
"this……"
Yang Wudi rolled his eyes and said hurriedly:
“My lord, the sect master’s consideration must be extremely thoughtful.
Sect Master Miao and Miss Lin both have the appearance of a man who is as good as a fish or a wild goose, and the appearance of a country that is stunning to a city. The gods in the Tiangong are all old perverts who are hundreds of thousands of years old. If you are allowed to go, wouldn't there be people looking for the Sect Master every day? trouble? "
Lin Su chuckled and scolded: "I do know why the young master just called Elder Invincible to come over. Elder Invincible's mouth is enough to match three or four extraordinary people."
Miao Cuijiao suddenly chuckled, like a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred birds singing in unison.
Yang Wudi, however, pressed his head tightly, not daring to even look at it.
If he even takes a second look at a woman related to the sect leader, it would be considered careless!
Miao Cuijiao said: "Why don't you write a letter to the sect master? You think about it day and night, and you have lost a lot of weight recently."
"What letter should I write..."
Lin Suqing murmured in a low voice, her palm-sized face showing a little haggardness.
Although most of this haggardness is due to the recent difficulties in practicing, and has been unable to understand certain principles, and Dongfang Mumu still has not come out of seclusion;
But in the eyes of others, they all thought she was sick with longing for her...
Lin Suqing didn't know how to argue with this.
What are you missing? After being unblocked, the young master gained confidence, and his masculine charm is like a wild horse running wild. Now there may be a goddess living with him in the Heavenly Palace to make him happy. Why should she, a little maid, become ill with longing for her? .
Hum hum, I am protected by Shao Siming.
"Why don't we send a message to Fairy Ling and ask Fairy Ling to edit a letter," Lin Su said with a chuckle, "We don't need to worry about His Highness Jingwei. He must have gotten the news."
Miao Cuijiao smiled and said, "You have the final say on this matter... Invincible Elder?"
"Your command."
Miao Cuijiao said calmly: "When you go to the Heavenly Palace, our Extermination Sect Association will prepare hundreds of boxes of treasures for you to carry with you for the expenses of the Heavenly Palace, the sect leader. You must cheer up and don't miss anything."
"Hey! Don't worry!"
"Go and accompany your Taoist companion," Miao Cuijiao said with a smile, "You are really capable. There were originally six or seven Taoist companions, but in just a few years, four or five have left.
How come, are you exhausted, do you want our Black Desire Sect’s unique secret method? "
Yang Wudi's face turned red and he hesitated and didn't know how to answer. He could only say something like, 'We just don't get along', 'Everyone feels a little tired', 'I should also give them the freedom they want' and so on.
It made several female deacons beside him smile coquettishly.
Yang Wudi hurriedly resigned and left in a very embarrassed state.
He couldn't say that most of those friendships were just to use him to "go ashore" and escape from the confinement of the Ten Evil Palace.
In short: I loved it, it was worth it, it was good.
"Heavenly Palace."
Yang Wudi clicked his tongue, raised his posture again, held his head high, and exuded the breath of spring, and strolled through the sect with his hands behind his back.
In the corner of the sect, in front of the glazed hall that covers an area of dozens of acres and has no door.
The Great Elder stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes full of emotion and relief, and murmured:
"Old Sect Master, I will go to the Heavenly Palace to help Sect Master. You should have a good rest. I don't know if I can return to the mountain gate safely in the future.
The sect master is alone there, so I feel uneasy. Although I am no match for those powerful gods from the Heavenly Palace, I will not be afraid of them.
This world is really incomprehensible. After all, I am still old. "
The hall was empty, and there would be no echo in it.
…
The Egg Cult of the God of Death is going on in full swing.
Shao Siming simply stayed in the Fengchun Temple. Anyway, the innate gods did not need to rest deliberately, and Ming only had a short period of forty-nine days before she was officially born.
Wu Wan made a schedule, and he and Shao Siming took turns playing the piano, reciting poems, talking about the principles of life, and nourishing the egg with the power of the Tao.
Shao Siming's method of reproduction is of great benefit to the divine egg.
The yin and yang qi released by Wu Wan can also make Ming inside the egg, and he begins to understand the balance of yin and yang in this world.
It even took Wu Wan a long time to use the alchemy furnace given by the old Shen Nong to transform a heating furnace. He put the divine egg in it and 'steamed' it for forty-nine days using the Eight Diagrams Yin and Yang Dao, and maybe something would happen. Wonderful effect.
The second generation of immortals in the human realm are at most born with heavenly and earthly treasures in their mouths.
His goddaughter, Wu Wan, was born on the right path!
"When Ming is born, we won't be able to follow him all the time," Shao Siming thought for a while, "It's better to find a trustworthy god or living being to take care of her personally."
Wu Wan immediately thought of Ming Snake, but immediately dismissed the idea.
Then, Wu Wan thought of Yun Zhongjun again, but he quickly excluded Yun Zhongjun.
The male wet nurse is a bit ridiculous.
"Why don't you invite Sister Niu back?"
"Sister Niu...tsk!"
Shao Siming was stunned for a moment, then he covered his mouth and let out a burst of laughter. He couldn't help laughing and bent over, huddled in the hanging basket and laughed loudly, his long hair was a little messy.
Wu Wan narrowed his eyes and smiled, secretly thinking that her smile was really weird.
"Um?"
Wu Wan frowned, turned to look at the palace door, made a silent gesture to Young Siming, and floated to the palace door.
He had just removed the surrounding barrier, and before he could reach the center of the palace door, the visitor had already stepped into the palace door.
Look at this god, with a face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth, a tall figure, long flowing hair, a white robe embroidered with gold, and a pair of white boots embroidered with two dragons. He has a graceful and extraordinary demeanor.
But it was Da Si Ming who arrived.
Da Siming seemed to be in a good mood. He stared at Wu Wan's face and said with a smile:
"Fengchun God, you..."
At this moment, a little black light flashed in front of Wu Huan, and quickly formed a beautiful shadow.
Shao Siming blocked Wu Wan behind him and looked at his brother warily.
Previously, Shao Siming was teased by Wu Wan, and he laughed so hard that his long skirt and long hair were a little messy. His pretty face was slightly flushed, and he looked extremely beautiful when he was wandering around.
Da Siming's smile froze on his face, and his complexion turned from sunny to gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning completely dark.
"It seems that I disturbed you two."
Wu Wan calmly took two steps around, stood next to Young Siming, and said with a smile: "Da Siming came to my place, what are you doing for me?"
"I'm here to inform you," Da Siming said calmly, "Your Majesty's grace has allowed the God of Death to recognize you as his father. You also asked the God of Spring to take the God of Death to pay homage to Your Majesty after she is born. Thanks, um.”
"Yeah?"
Wu smiled and said: "Thank you, Chief Commander, for reminding me. I will definitely go to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven to express my thanks."
"snort!"
Da Siming swept his sleeves and stared at his sister with a complicated look.
"you……"
Young Siming tilted his head in confusion, and was really confused by Da Siming's reaction.
"You have to think it over for yourself, that's all! That's all! I can't control you after all!"
Da Siming whispered something in a low voice, then glanced at Wu Wan with a gaze that seemed to be able to scrape off Wu Wan's flesh, turned around and flew away into the distance.
"Weird," Shao Siming muttered dissatisfiedly.
Wu Wan raised his eyebrows, stared at Da Siming's back with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "Although Da Siming is not very good as a god, he is still quite admirable as an elder brother."
Shao Siming curled his lips slightly and whispered:
"He just thinks that I don't understand anything, and that all the gods and creatures in this world are trying to deceive me and deceive me."
"Don't worry," Wu Huan said slowly, looking at the temples far and near, at the blue in the gap between the temples, "I won't lie to you."
"Yes," Shao Siming responded softly, took two steps forward, leaned against the door frame, and looked at the horizon.
Wu Wan quickly set up a barrier, fearing that others would misunderstand him again.
He and Shao Siming are still quite pure at this stage.
So, half a month later.
The Tiangong Divine Guard came to report, saying that a monk in the human realm was captured by the Tiangong Divine Guard. The other party said that he came to Tiangong on the order of the God of Fengchun and had been escorted to the Tiangong Prison Hall.
Yang Wudi and the others arrived very quickly.
