Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

"Eat more!" Chen Jia didn't want them to feel too restrained, so she pushed the fruit plate again.

The little bird huddled in his sleeve was moving around restlessly. Chen Jia reached out and tapped its furry little head imperceptibly, as if to warn it: Be quiet.

The little bird was obedient and stayed in the sleeve without moving.

The fruit plate was right in front of him. Father Chen was no longer reserved. He picked up a fruit and put it in his mouth. "Kacha - I came here - kacha - Kui'er joined the Tianyan Sect - kacha - I came to say goodbye to you - kacha -"

Chen Kui ate half a plate of dessert and three fruits, then wiped her mouth and said, "Sister, your food is good, and your clothes are nice too. Seeing that you are living a happy life, I feel relieved when I go to Tianyan, and my father can also feel relieved."

If you are not doing well, I will bring you back from the holy land when I come back after completing my studies!

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Father Chen was afraid that her carefree personality would leave a bad impression on the Holy Land, so he forced a smile and said, “Jia’er, Kui’er is leaving for Tianyan Sect tomorrow. Before she leaves, we wanted to see you - now, we are relieved.”

In fact, she was not that reassured. Although the holy land provided Jiaer with good food and drink, how could a person feel comfortable living in such a gloomy place for a long time!

Father Chen wanted to give a few more instructions, but the guide elder outside the hall whispered a reminder, "Everyone, time is up!"

In fact, how can there be such a thing as visiting relatives in the Holy Land?

Anyone who enters the holy land is equivalent to cutting off all contact with the outside world. It is impossible to have both the moral principles of the world and personal sentiments.

This was probably the first and last time.

The guide elder couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic. He could no longer remember what his family members looked like, and he only had sporadic fragments of the memories of his time with them, which he hadn't thought about for a long time.

Father Chen stood up in a panic, still unsatisfied, "Is it time?"

Chen Jia calmly made a beautiful hand gesture, and the green light wrapped the remaining half plate of snacks, fixing it into the shape of a rice dumpling leaf package.

Chen Jia put the snack in Chen Kui's hand and said, "Eat the rest on the way tomorrow."

Chen Kui held the rice dumpling leaf package that was materialized by Chen Jia's magic, and Chen's father held the two remaining red fruits. The father and daughter looked at Chen Jia eagerly.

She approached the door but never stepped out of the threshold. She looked at the two people who had already walked out of the door. There was a gentle calmness in her eyes and a faint smile at the corners of her lips, which was light but beautiful.

Go back, I'm really fine!

She moved her lips and said something silently.

The vermilion door slowly closed, but Chen Kui did not dare to run over. He held the packed snacks tightly in both hands and thought silently in his heart: Wait for me!

The sweet snack lost its taste at this moment. Chen Kui put it into the storage bag and helped his father, who seemed to have lost his soul, away.

The elders of each hall who learned of this had different reactions.

Chang Geng: "Even if it's him, he's too reckless!" That guy is so sinister!

Huo: "It's been so many years, this is the first time an outsider has entered the holy land, it's not a big deal!"

When did their holy land become so casual?

Li Shui: "If the heart is not made of wood or stone, how can it not feel?"

Sui Mu: I have a reasonable suspicion that you are picking on us!

Law Enforcement Hall: "This matter is indeed inappropriate. It affects both Taiyin's practice and the laws of the Holy Land!"

Ying Xing: "Taiyin is still young, there is no need to be so harsh!"

Chang Geng: "Is Taiyin one of yours? Then protect her!"

At the end of the argument, the elders left in a bad mood.

The culprit who started this war of words stood on the top of Tai'a Peak, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind.

He slowly opened his eyes, a streak of golden light flashed across the abyss in his eyes, he opened his lips, his gesture was leisurely, "Ancient and immutable thing..."

******

As spring turned to winter, he emerged from a small saint of Sui Mu and grew into a young envoy who could take charge of his own affairs.

Zhu Lu has taken many detours and suffered a lot. The clothes she wears are no longer simple solid colors, but have some complex wisteria patterns, and the flower on her forehead also appears light.

"Zhu Lu, you come with me to the God's birthday in three days." Xinyi naturally wanted to take her most satisfied young envoy with her.

This is one of the few large-scale celebrations in the Holy Land. The Holy Land, which has been dull for a long time, rarely welcomes such a grand and lively occasion. Of course, Sui Mu’s new young envoy wants to experience it well.

I believe that the young envoys from other halls will receive the same treatment.

As the number of places is limited, even though one hall occupies a mountain alone, each hall will only select the most outstanding 3-5 people based on the principle of selecting the best.

This is not a permanent solution. If he is suppressed by the saints below in the future, he will naturally lose his position and treatment as a young envoy.

Zhu Lu smiled, "Great Elder, you treat me so well!"

Finally, the boring life of cultivation was over. Even though Zhu Lu was not interested in the God’s Birthday, he was looking forward to it.

Time flies only when you have hope in your life.

"God was born in the wilderness, the heaven and earth were separated into clear and turbid, and the sun, moon and stars appeared..."

After being notified to attend the God's birthday celebration, Chen Jia became interested and wanted to learn about the legend of the God's birthday.

There is a gray-white tall tower next to the Yaoguang Hall, piercing the sun and the moon, and cannot be looked directly at.

Chen Jia had nothing better to do so she went over to explore. It turned out that the tower was a scripture repository. The height of the tower was matched by the height of the bookshelves, which housed a vast collection of classics.

It is not realistic to read them one by one.

Using spiritual sense to scan the area can save a lot of time.

This is how Chen Jia found the legend about the birth of the gods. The cover of her book was simple and even had no name on it, but was covered with runes.

When her hand touched it, the runes receded and the book opened automatically.

Of course she couldn't understand it. The text inside was unlike any she had ever seen. It contained profound mysteries that were impossible to fathom. Even just reading it gave her a headache.

"Interested in the birthday of God?"

It was hard to imagine that she would be interested in such an obscure ancient legend, but since it was the first time that someone had asked her for advice in a serious manner, the man in green robe could not refuse her.

"Stories can be boring..."

"Maybe it would be fun!" she retorted.

"Maybe."

He did not comment, turned to the first page, and leisurely lay on the small couch in the porch, telling the story.

Chen Jia was a little nervous at first, but then she saw that the other person was in a relaxed posture, without any sense of oppression, and even a little lazy.

She also slowly relaxed her sitting position, leaned on the edge of the couch, supported her chin with her hands, and listened with great interest.

She didn't bother to look at the man who refused to tell her his name.

To this day, there is still a lingering cloud of mist swirling around him, seeming to be there and not there.

Anyway, after watching and listening, the memory will become vague after a while, so it is better to immerse yourself in an interesting story, at least the story will not be forgotten.

In the world of cultivation, which is full of fantasy and magic, the long night is just a blink of an eye.

The sky suddenly became bright, and a ray of light, the softest of all, passed through the window, slowly coating his body with a layer of light golden halo, dispelling some of the haziness that always lingered around him.

He raised his head slightly, revealing a bright and beautiful face, and pursed his two beautiful thin lips, "It's dawn, you should go back, don't neglect today's practice."

He closed the book and reminded, without any emotion.

Chen Jia hesitated: "What about this book?"

"Forget it, just leave it here with me!" He sighed softly, his cold and calm voice rarely showing a hint of smile, "You are so eager to learn, how can I bear to bury you——"

It’s a bit too much!

Chen Jia lifted her skirt and stood up, "Sir, I will go back to practice first!"

Behind the seemingly calm appearance, he was actually fleeing in panic.

She was just curious about the story of God, but she couldn't be said to be studious, so there was really no need to highlight it!

When the camellia tree saw its owner coming back in big strides, it hurriedly shook off its green leaves to the ground to welcome its owner.

This is the highest hospitality etiquette that the plant people show to their hosts.

Chen Jia held the green leaves in her arms distressedly, "Don't tremble, even a tree can be at risk of baldness! If you don't cherish your hair now, it won't grow back in the future!"

The camellia tree paused, and followed the owner's words, hurriedly stopped the rustling of its leaves, and gathered its still lush hair with lingering fear.

When Chen Jia is practicing now, she basically never closes the door to the courtyard where the camellia tree is located. Instead, she deliberately opens it. Whenever she practices the Tao gives birth to all things in combination with the Taiyin practice method, the green and gray energies around her body interweave and blend.

Camellia trees can also absorb the energy that spreads around them, making them more spiritual.

In fact, it is not only the camellia trees that have experienced this change. Every blade of grass and tree on Taiyin Peak has become a little more lively, but none of the changes are as obvious as those on the camellia trees.

After all, it is closest to Chen Jia, and was planted by Chen Jia himself, so it naturally has an advantage.