When they arrived at Yingxiantai, the Golden Divine Dragon was already waiting there.

Zhuang Ji nodded when he saw it from afar, he didn't know how long the ancestor's mount had been hovering here, and the Immortal Venerable Master had never told him. Master rarely mentioned that Divine Ancestor, and even recognized the Golden Divine Dragon because he had seen the portrait of the Ancestor.

For the first time, he discovered that there were so many secrets hidden in the Treasure Room Immortal Mountain.

The world of fire jade was originally as clear as water, and the waves were not alarmed. During his walk, as the official in charge of the immortals, he was also the first immortal under the immortal venerable, and he thought he knew every bit of this world.

But with the arrival of this little girl of the human race, the treasure room immortal mountain he was most familiar with seemed to have been unveiled for the first time to reveal his true face. Zhuang Ji began to feel that this fire jade world under the control of his Immortal Venerable Master might still hide a lot of unknowns.

For example, why did the gods fall? Why did Master Xianzun suppress his cultivation and not ascend to the god level? Why is the Wind Jade God hidden?

Although they are friends, the past is a taboo that cannot be touched. Zhuang Ji even felt that even the Fengyu God himself was afraid that he didn't know much about what happened back then.

Zhuang Ji looked at the back of Qinghu, the girl ran in the backlight, the shadow chased behind her, but she was bathed in the light. He suddenly felt that one day, this girl would be able to tell him the answer.

The peach branch fairy didn't know the origin of the golden dragon, and also ran up with Qinghu, but was pushed aside by the dragon's whiskers.

Originally, the dragon was just a slight flick, but the peach branch fairy was slender but very plump, and she easily lost her balance when she couldn't stand steadily, and almost stumbled and fell, Qinghu hurried to help.

"Lord Shenlong, Little Peach is my friend, can you bring her with you?" Qinghu hugged the faucet and rubbed it around, soft and coquettish.

Fairy Peach Branch had already told Qinghu that she could use the Immortal Sword to go down the mountain, but she couldn't summon a magic weapon to take her back, and if Qinghu didn't take her, she could only rely on Zhuang Ji.

Because of this, Peach Branch Fairy will never go down the mountain alone, because she really can't go back to the Cloud Immortal Mountain on her own.

Qinghu also smiled brightly after hearing this, she understood the considerations of the Nine Immortals. If there are too many immortals in the human world who abuse spells, not only will the human world be turbulent, but it will also damage the immortal family's Taoism.

Only the immortals who have cultivated to the highest level are allowed to walk freely in the human world, and wherever their cultivation realm is placed, they will naturally not do anything that violates the rules of heaven and earth, which is the best arrangement for both people and immortals.

The nine immortals can lead the priesthood on their behalf, and their status is above that of the immortals, which is really extraordinary.

The contemplative Clear Lake was recalled by the hot snort of the divine dragon, and the dragon body wrapped in golden scales swept lightly, and both the Clear Lake and the Peach Branch Fairy were rolled up by it and slowly rose into the air.

Zhuang Ji summoned the crane but not for riding, he sat on the clouds, and with the golden dragon pierced through the layers of clouds and the lush branches and leaves of the earthly tree, and finally returned to the top of the Jewel Immortal Mountain: the Cloud Immortal Mountain.

Qinghu returned the golden inner dan of the golden divine dragon, and reluctantly said goodbye to it, although they were new acquaintances, they had a familiar feeling surging in their hearts.

"You're back." The Nine Immortals stretched out their hands to stroke the Divine Dragon, and the Master's mount was right in front of them, even in front of the two disciples, the Nine Immortals still couldn't hide their sorrow.

"Go back, she doesn't need you yet." The Nine Immortals bowed slightly, and the Golden Divine Dragon finally glanced at Qinghu, and still soared away.

As soon as the dragon left, the nine immortals suddenly looked as usual, and he looked at Qinghu with a smile: "You come with me." ”

There was no need for Qinghu to answer, and in the blink of an eye, the Nine Immortals brought Qinghu to the Sacrifice Cliff.

Zhuang Ji returned to his Liyan Courtyard, where Duanfeng was already waiting.

"Xiao Zhuang."

Duanfeng sat on the roof of the main courtyard, he was playing with the jade gourd of Qinghu in his hand, and there was a touch of bitterness in his smile: "You come up." ”