Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

After Yuebai had treated the two divine beasts, he was a little exhausted. He staggered slightly and felt a force dragging him up.

"Thank you." Yuebai's voice revealed fatigue, but it made people want to pity him more than usual.

Hongze couldn't help but worry about the Moon Goddess with whom he would be living for a long time in the future. Gods like them were indeed immortal in another sense, but the Moon Goddess was too weak and might need him to take care of her more in the future.

With the idea that it is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish, Hongze took out his sword, and the sword body as thin as a silkworm's wing suddenly appeared in front of Yuebai.

"Sir..." Yuebai asked uncertainly, "Sir, do you want to teach me?"

The wind chimes rang again.

"Thank you very much, but if you want to teach me, I will always follow the rules and become your disciple."

Hongze refused, because he owed her a karma and naturally had to protect her, so the wind chimes naturally did not ring.

"Sir? Are you unwilling?" Yue Bai felt as if she was being despised. "I overthink it. I guess you and I are not destined to be a master and a disciple."

Hongze wanted to tell her that it was not like that, because it was what he should do, but there was no way to let Yuebai know, so the wind chimes never rang.

But Yuebai felt the word "fate" slowly falling on the palm of his hand.

Yue Bai smiled and said, "No matter what your reason is, if you are willing to teach me, I will be grateful."

When Hongze saw Yuebai's reaction, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

A few days later, the two beasts finally woke up, and Yuebai began to learn swordsmanship with the sword.

Since there was no way to demonstrate it personally, Yuebai held the sword and Hongze also held the sword. Yuebai judged the sword moves based on the direction and trend of the sword, and slowly he got into the groove.

The figures of the two people almost overlapped, with similar hair colors, entangled together and unable to distinguish between you and me. Although black and white could not be seen, Hongze could see it clearly.

Fortunately, the God has no romantic thoughts in his mind, only the sword.

Finally, after putting away the sword, Yue Bai asked, "Does this sword have a name?"

The wind chimes rang twice, meaning no.

Yuebai looked at the transparent sword body. She had never seen such a sword before, and she knew at first sight that it was definitely not an ordinary item.

"Why not just call me Frost? What do you think?"

The wind chimes rang.

Logically speaking, one should not allow others to name one's sword, but Hongze doesn't seem to care.

Hearing the owner of the sword, Yuebai raised his hand and engraved the word "Frost" on the hilt.

Then he asked, "You have followed me for a long time, but I still don't know your name."

Hongze wrote the word "Ze" on the palm of her hand.

"Aze." The woman's voice seemed to carry a hint of tenderness.

Hongze felt like he was struck by a not-so-powerful thunderbolt. It didn't hurt, just a slight tingling sensation.

He responded, "Yeah."

After I answered the question, I remembered that she couldn't hear me.

Then the woman's voice came to my ears again: "My name is Yuebai, also known as Wangshu."

Moon white.

Hongze muttered to himself.

The days that followed were much more ordinary. With Hongze's guidance in cultivation, Yuebai knew more and more spells. Moreover, the spells taught by Wang Ze did not require any talent and were mostly practical tricks.

Hongze's sword always unconsciously carries some magic power, so Yuebai broke off a cinnamon branch to make a sword. Since he had some basic knowledge in swordsmanship, Yuebai no longer needed Hongze to teach him step by step.

Nowadays, there is a special sword-training field in the back hall of Taiyin Temple, where the thin Frost Sword often appears, performing aerial moves such as poking, stabbing, chopping and sweeping.

The woman, in a plain long dress with narrow sleeves and a tight waist, holding a cassia twig in her hand, followed the movements and looked quite competent.

Yuebai was aware of the turbulent situation outside, but she could only protect herself if she became strong enough, so before the chaos came, Yuebai kept her troops on hold.

At the same time, Xihe also tried hard to increase the strength of the little white dragon, and would always look for some rare treasures to feed it. Hongze wanted to tell them that it was unnecessary, and the white dragon could not help at all if its soul could not return.

After eating, the little white dragon would always sleep for a while. Yuebai would occasionally touch the little white dragon's horns. Hongze would always feel embarrassed, but also a little at a loss.

"Aze, is your little dragon really incapable of serving as a fighting force?"

The God has met such a fate. Now the demons are watching covetously. The Gods may not be colluding with the demons from inside and outside in an attempt to seize the people who are endangering their own people.

Not all natural gods who possess divine powers without having experienced the various tribulations of the mortal world to temper their character are good people. If Heaven wants to save this world, it must cleanse these people.

Yuebai is the person invited by Tiandao to do this. He is responsible for finding out and cleaning up the scum of the God Clan one by one. There is no better way to see people's hearts than a catastrophe.

Let all these selfish gods be exposed, and then catch them all in one fell swoop!

However, it is currently difficult to communicate with the deity she wants to conquer.

[The Heavenly Dao says that if you let the Divine Lord Hongze die once, you can start over.]

Yesterday, Baihu finally figured out a way to turn the God into a normal person.

[Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Now there is only the soul. In a sense, he can no longer die. ]

[Maybe the meaning of that day is the scattering of the soul? 】

[What is this Heavenly Dao doing? ]

Yuebai had never seen a god who wanted to kill his own son.

[Why not let the Heavenly Dao come to you itself? ]

Baihu felt that it was annoying to have to be the messenger every time, so he simply passed the message to both sides and let the two sides talk directly.

[Then tell Tiandao to avoid Hongze while I am out on duty.]

【understood. 】

At night, Yuebai went out on duty. Sometimes Hongze would go out with Yuebai to protect her. This time, Yuebai opened her third eye and made sure that Hongze did not follow her.

After completing the arrangements that the Moon God should make, a circular passage appeared in front of Yuebai's eyes. A passage was torn out in the space around him. It was obvious that it was done by Heaven.

Without any hesitation, Yuebai walked in.

This is a pure white space, another world outside the sky, and the Heavenly Dao has no entity. Only strands of golden light can be seen gathering together. He is not even in human form.

"Do you want your son of destiny to die?" Yuebai asked directly without much time.

Tian Dao obviously didn't expect Bai Hu to convey the message in this way. He said, "He is the master of the Three Realms and will never die. So even if his spirit and soul are scattered, they will slowly gather into his original body. It's just a matter of time."

Yuebai understood. It was really Baihu's problem. The plan needed to be changed. She felt that she could get more out of this sheep.