Dry father

  Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Fang Xian quickly took off his robe.

  "What's the meaning of this...!" The disciple covered his shirt and cried with a sad face, "Can't bully honest people... Eldest Senior Brother and the others went down the mountain to have fun, but the sect leader can't take it out on me..."

  "Don't panic..." Fang Xian rummaged through his bag and tossed a set of discarded equipment to his disciple, "You wear this first, it's worth more than yours. Also, help me get the paper, ink, brush, and inkstone over here."

  Then, the disciple put on a suit of armor and looked quite out of place, but still obediently brought over the four treasures of the study.

  Fang Xian raised his arm and dipped it in ink, asking Tian Gui Huang: "What is your gang called?"

  "Hong Xing!"

  “……”

  Finally, Fang Xian used a very bold brush stroke to write two large characters "Hong Xing" on the back of the white Taoist robe, and then handed the robe over to Tian Gui Huang: "From now on, you can all wear this uniform, believe me, it has momentum, and from now on, people in the Taoist world will recognize you."

  Tiangui Huang put down Jiang Wanyu, wore a Taoist robe, and felt quite good about himself.

  "Great! This outfit is stunning!"

  After that, the two of them bid farewell again and again. The hall was almost cleaned up, and Tian Gui Huang left with his men, and Shu Mountain finally quieted down.

  "Let's go too." Fang Xian drew out his sword, preparing to try out the legendary flying sword technique.

  "Hey lazy brother, didn't we forget something......" Ling'er tapped her finger on her lips, looking very worried.

  As expected, she had forgotten something, and Cui sister came over with a small fox in her arms.

  Fang Xian patted his head and smiled with two women: "Congratulations, congratulations, you're going to be a mother!"

  Yu Jie's face indeed had a hint of maternal warmth, and she bowed her head to say: "This time we must also thank Fourth Brother, or else my daughter and I wouldn't have been able to escape safely. Yu Jie spoke rashly and may have offended you, please don't blame us, Immortal."

  "What a fairy, this is not even a thing haha!" Fang Xian didn't want to be an immortal, which meant he was not far from the world of demons.

  The little fox in Yu Zhui's arms was very spiritual and also jumped onto his mother's shoulder, staring at Fang Xian with a flicker of his eyes.

  "The little fox is so cute! Can I hug it?" Ling'er's emotions began to surge again, and according to the game's timeline, she seemed to be approaching her due date as well.

  All mothers like others to praise their children, Aunt Chun smiled and said something to Little Fox, Little Fox jumped lightly and pounced into Ling'er's arms again.

  Yu'er also joined in and they kneaded together, the two girls having a great time.

  Fang Xian asked Yu Chen in a more serious tone, "Sister Chen, aren't you going with the Tian Gui Emperor and the others?"

  Jade Orchid shook her head: "They're not one-way demons, they're mixed with the ghost realm."

  "What does Sister Teng plan to do from now on?"

  "I want to... find my husband and return to the Hidden Dragon Cave..." Cui's sister looked worried, "This kind of life is ultimately not suitable for me, it's too chaotic outside, I can't take it anymore."

  "Whatever." Fang Xian sighed, everyone has their own way of living. Letting a naturally timid and meticulous fox venture into the world isn't necessarily a good thing. "By the way, where's my snake brother?"

  "When the Sword Saint took me away, I had already sent him back to the mountains in the suburbs." The fox's eyes were filled with tender emotions, "If it was Tai Long, he must have become the Snake King over there by now..."

  Let him be, no need to persuade him anymore, after all that he has been through, he has the right to choose his own way of life.

  Finally, the fox spirit looked at the little fox with great nostalgia, but still bowed and said: "I've thought about it, I may not be able to fulfill my husband's wishes... but I hope our daughter can take a good look at this world."

  "What's the meaning of this?"

  Yuè Chún gazed at the little fox, reluctant to part with her: "I don't want Méi'er to be like me, fearing the outside world and staying in the cave all day. But I also dare not take her out to explore, so I can only entrust her to Fourth Brother... Now that Fourth Brother has already set foot in the immortal realm, I believe Méi'er will follow you and have a wonderful time."

  "Don't make a fuss, the later plot is very bloody!" Fang Xian hurriedly waved his hand, "It's troublesome to bring a small animal with you."

  "Fourth brother, have you forgotten Tai Long's wish?"

  "Hey big brother! I like little foxes!"

  "Alright, stop it, after all, you're the one who started it."

  Fang Xian stared at the little fox with a gloomy expression, while the little fox looked back at Fang Xian with an innocent gaze.

  Yu Mei borrowed the opportunity to rush towards the girl and smiled: "Good Meier, call dry father."

  "Ah...pa..." The little fox surprisingly let out a loli-like squeaky voice.

  "This is just one day old!! It's not scientific!! Can't anyone stop this thing from selling cute?!"" Fang Xian covered his head and stared at the little fox, "Your mother is going to abandon you, she can't afford milk powder money! You'd better think carefully, young ancestor!"

  "Dry... dad..."

  “……”

  Fang Xian turned his head again, and Yu Chen was already gone.

  "This is ridiculous!!" Fang Xian cursed.

  Ling'er advised: "Xian Gege, don't say that. Just now, Chou Jie already shed tears... She was afraid of losing her composure and ran away."

  The moon sighed as it stroked the little fox's head: "It seems that the big fox really wants to let the little fox live more freely."

  "Hey!" Fang Xian pointed at the little fox, "From now on, follow me and be honest, don't learn bad things from my wives."

  But at this moment, Lin Yue was already pressing the big whip on the little fox's paw: "From now on, Auntie will teach you martial arts, and don't let Uncle bully you!"

  "What is going on here..."

  The monsters have all gone, and the tall disciple wearing a cuirass has come again.

  "The gate is closed and all are gathered in, it's time for us to cultivate."

  "Oh, go ahead." Fang Xian waved his hand, he couldn't help with this matter.

  "Usually...the disciples of high-ranking masters are indeed very diligent," "Generally, it's the master who leads us in meditation."

  "This...". Fang Xian's mind turned, and he picked up his brush again. He pressed down on Gao Ge Zi's chest and back, writing three large characters on each - "Acting Sect Leader". "I'm going to be away for a while, you help me keep an eye on them."

  The tall disciple looked at his chest, surprised and delighted: "Master, this is... The disciple is not talented, in terms of promotion, there are still Master Sutu, Big Brother, Second Brother..."

  "Hey, no need to say so much." Fang Xian patted his disciple on the back. "Look, everyone else is out having fun, but you're still here sweeping the floor diligently. Your character is evident, I can trust the sect with you."

  "However..." the tall disciple continued to ask, "Last night's door dispatch funds were all used up, and most of the savings were also taken away by the former sect leader. I don't know how to manage it."

  "Easy, easy! Develop a tourism project and use your magical instruments to bring the common people from the foot of the mountain to Wushan for a one-day tour. Master is leaving!" Fang Xian laughed as he pulled his two wives along with him.

  The tall young man stood still on the spot, watching as Fang Xian casually tossed out his sword and then the two of them flew away on their swords.

  "I've finally made it out...... Master brother, I've successfully counterattacked!" He covered the large characters on his chest, his heart surging with emotion. As a lifelong honest man, he had finally received good news.

  The sword rides the wind, isn't it wonderful? This should be the ultimate pleasure in the world of Xianjian. Just like sports cars, the flying dharma instruments of the disciples are all Jetta Santana, and the wine gourd of the Wine Sword Immortal should be able to reach the level of Mercedes-Benz BMW. Compared to this limited edition Ferrari-like Xianjian sword, it's still far behind.

  Fang Xian secretly glanced at Ling Er and Yue Ru's expressions, and indeed they looked very satisfied and contented, similar to the expression on a wine gourd, without any arrogant emotions. This is good, in the future, it will be enough to come out and buy an ordinary small car.

  The sword is really magical, Fang Xian only mentioned Dali, and it flew in that direction. High technology has indeed brought high convenience, and he finally knows why the Sword Saint can wander around all day managing trivial matters. With this thing around, you can't sit still at home!

  The original plot should be recovering from illness at the old friend of the Sword Saint - Sheng Gu, then coincidentally meeting Anu and embarking on the journey to refine the fetal medicine for Ling Er and search for the puppet worm for Yue Ru.

  Now that the power system has collapsed, and with time pressing in, Fang Xian decided to first go to the Phoenix Tree outside Dali City to get the Wind Spirit Pearl, and then head straight into Dali for the Rain Festival.

  It's really convenient to have this immortal sword, and the maze of Feng Huang Lin is saved from walking. Far away, I saw the phoenix nest on the top of the big tree, and Fang Xian hurriedly let the immortal sword change its flight direction and rushed towards the phoenix that was about to hatch eggs.

  The great phoenix was apparently flustered.

  Three people appeared floating in the air like Super Saiyans, seemingly charging towards her, leaving her completely at a loss. Feng Huang was very spiritual and knew that this time she had encountered an immortal. She let out a long whistle: "Immortal, why must you oppose my mother and son..."

  "Speaking human language again!"

  "Xian Jian is an all-purpose magical artifact, did it help you with translation?"

  "It's been a long time since I've seen you so stiff and overbearing. It's quite nostalgic." Fang Xian cleared his throat and said to Feng Huang, "As the Miao territory is experiencing a severe drought, this immortal will help the descendants of Nüwa pray for rain. In the process, we need one Wind Spirit Pearl. If you're willing to offer it up, I naturally won't harm you."

  "Early said!" The big phoenix spat out the wind spirit bead, flapped its wings and blew the bead towards Fang Xian. "My mother, my grandmother, my grandmother's mother, all died unjustly, after making a fuss for half a day it was just a fight over the beads, those people came up and started hitting, far worse than you, Great Immortal."

  "As expected, communication and foreign languages are indeed very important." Fang Xian took the pearl and wiped it clean, and sure enough, it was genuine. He then let the immortal sword continue flying towards Dali.

  He didn't know that at this time Anu was sitting on the tree bridge, swinging her legs and staring blankly at the three people flying by in the air.

  "Immortal..."

  At the same time, Sheng Gu came out to water the fruit tree for Mouse and also saw the immortal sword. The old lady squinted her eyes: "Yun Yun... you're leaving again, I wish you a happy life on the other side."

  From afar, I see the city of Dali. The land here is parched and cracked all over, a terrible sight. There must be some evil spirit at work, for the south is plagued by drought.

  The guards at the city gate of Dali also saw them from afar, their mouths agape and drooling, staring wide-eyed as the three Saiyans flew towards the White Miao tribe's council hall.

  The head of the White Miao tribe was holding a meeting here, when suddenly they heard a rustling sound. A group of elderly people were lying on the attic, looking up in surprise at the three people who had floated over and were suspended in mid-air.

  The head of the White Miao tribe was a beautiful woman and as the highest leader of the White Miao tribe, she remained calm at this time.

  "May I ask which great immortal you are?"