"Qingyun Immortal Lord."

When the disciples in front of the Sutra Pavilion saw Yun Zheng bow, respect and worship flashed in their eyes.

Yun Zheng nodded casually, with beautiful steps, white clothes flowing into the Sutra Pavilion.

No one knew that in the sleeves of the immortal king with white ink hair, there was a small peach blossom demon who was bumped into pieces.

There are nine floors of the Sutra Library in Qingyun Sect. The disciples enter different floors of the Sutra Library according to their identity level or contributions to the sect.

According to Yun Zheng's priesthood in Qingyunmen, he could go to any floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

The two disciples guarding the pavilion looked envious and admiring, and looked at the figure in white clothes and looked like an immortal, and walked into the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

The ninth floor of the Sutra Library is not what the Qingyun Sect disciples imagined. The light in the space that no one has stepped on for many years is dim and a bit gloomy. Rows of thick ancient books are neatly arranged on the sandalwood bookshelf, but colorful balls of light flying in the space on the ninth floor of the Sutra Library.

The colors of those light balls represent gold, wood, water, fire, earth, respectively.

A century-old peach blossom tree cultivates essence to become a tree.

"The ninth level should have records of classics about the charming monsters." Yun Zheng whispered with his lips.

The sound fell, and the white sleeves waved, and a ball of light filled with light began to dance above my head.

But in a moment, a green ball of light flew into Yun Zheng's hands.

The rich green halo as green as blue gradually dissipated in the palm of the plain white and delicate ivory palm, and finally showed a book inside.

"Peach Blossoms".

This book should record some allusions about peach blossom becoming a demon.

Yun Zheng opened "Peach Blossom Chronicle".

I only opened one page and before I could read the content above, I suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, I almost forgot about you." Yun Zheng said, while releasing the little peach blossom demon he put in his sleeve robe.

Fenghua was already dizzy.

Seeing that the little peach blossom became silence, the fairy king in white clothes and ink hair held her palms close to him and asked in a cold voice: "What's wrong with you?"

Fenghua: "..."

You dare to ask me what's wrong with the good thing you did!

I want to kill someone!

She jumped up.

He accidentally bumped into Yun Zheng's lips.

Suddenly, a stream of spiritual energy swept across the body and hit the spiritual platform!

Fenghua felt the spiritual energy in his body running wildly, with an unprecedented sense of comfort...

Yun Zheng was slightly stunned.

However, Fenghua is now a little peach blossom, not as big as an adult's palm. The Qingyun Immortal Lord, who has always been cold-hearted, naturally did not have any charming thoughts.

The crystal-like snow-like fingers moved gently, lifting the little girl off her lips, and said calmly:

"Don't be naughty."

Fenghua: "..."

Naughty, your sister is naughty.

This tone of scolding the child really made Her Majesty the Queen feel sad.

What's scary is that she is indeed a child now.

No, it's not even a child.

At most, she is a thumb girl.

However, I don’t know if it was her illusion, but it seemed... she got bigger?

Fenghua looked down at his little arms and legs, and became slightly confused.

Could it be...

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After reading the classics of the Qingyunmen Sutra Library, I still couldn't find a way to transform into a peach blossom demon into a form and practice it to become bigger.

Yun Zheng had no choice but to return to Qingyun Cave.
Chapter completed!