Tianma Xiaohong was really excited. She circled around Gao Zhengyang for a few times, and her tail was thrown out of flowers.

"What do you think..."

Gao Zhengyang was a little puzzled. He and Tianma Xiaohong were very good friends. But Xiaohong was a pretentious literary youth on the surface, but in fact she was a heartless stupid horse. It was abnormal to see him so excited.

Tianma Xiaohong stared at her big eyes, "I'm just happy."

She couldn't wait to say, "Friend, after a thousand years of meeting, should we recite a poem to celebrate?"

"well……"

Gao Zhengyang sighed, and it turns out that his nature is difficult to change. Facing Xiaohong's big watery eyes full of expectations, he couldn't bear to refuse.

"Your heartbeat comes from the wind,

I,

It's here."

Tianma Xiaohong's eyes were full of surprise. She waited for a while before she couldn't help asking: "Is this over?"

"The pear blossom body is the most awesome poetry style." Gao Zhengyang explained.

"What's this!"

Tianma Xiaohong sniffed and said unhappily: "Jun Gao, you have learned bad things. You have started to perfunctory me."

Gao Zhengyang said seriously: "I really didn't lie to you that the pear blossom body has surpassed all great poets from ancient times to the present, both at home and abroad, and has also surpassed all great poetry. Because the pear blossom body has turned everyone into poets. Everything, regardless of elegance or vulgarity, can be made into poetry."

"Scam horses are not good people."

Xiaohong muttered, not satisfied with Gao Zhengyang's explanation.

Gao Zhengyang was not interested in talking, and he asked, "Ao Zhen and the others are all here?"

"Ao Zhen is here. Who else do you talk about?" Xiaohong asked back.

"Uh, Feng Qingling, Yue Qingxue, Red Sun."

"They are here too."

Tianma Xiaohong suddenly sighed and said, "You are here, we live a very hard life..."

Gao Zhengyang refused to ask the reason. Xiaohong was not a horse who could talk about serious matters. He patted Xiaohong's butt, "Friend, let me ride."

"Come on. I'll take you back."

Tianma Xiaohong was so generous that she even boasted: "I'm already level 11. Is it amazing?"

"It's only been thousands of years. You're already a god-level? Awesome!"

Gao Zhengyang rode on the other side, of course he had to say good things.

It is indeed not easy for a lazy guy like Xiaohong to break through to the god level for thousands of years.

In fact, for the immortal race, it is normal for cultivation to break through one level after tens of thousands of years.

If it were before, Tianma Xiaohong's cultivation speed could be considered as super fast. But in the epoch-time cycle, this cultivation efficiency would be too low.

The current time of the Era is calculated based on days, and the immortal race is used to using thousands of years as time units. This is also a problem with the immortal race itself.

At this point, Ao Zhen and Feng Qingling both showed it very clearly.

Only short-lived races like the human race have a strong sense of time. Yue Qingxue and Hongri are actually making rapid progress. Their foundation is not as good as Ao Zhen and Feng Qingling, and they are at a disadvantage in comparison.

Gao Zhengyang would not analyze these with Xiaohong. Xiaohong's personality cannot be patient in practicing. With her racial talent, the twelfth level is also the limit.

No matter how you practice, you are just a little more powerful cannon fodder. It is not proportional to spending time and energy. It is better to enjoy life.

If he could win this era battle, he would naturally protect Xiaohong. If he lost, Xiaohong would not have to struggle, as it would definitely be the result of being wiped out.

Tianma Xiaohong has mediocre cultivation, but Taijitian, which limits its power, is the fastest way of transportation.

Tianma Xiaohong raised her four hooves and ran for a while before she arrived at the Tai Chi Palace billions of miles away.

A huge circular city is divided into two colors: black and white. The middle is separated by mysterious arcs. Looking down from above, it looks like a huge Tai Chi.

The Tai Chi Palace is located at the point of Shaoyin, and the other point of Shaoyang is the Tai Chi Alliance that handles affairs. The Tai Chi Palace is actually exclusive to Ao Zhen. Without special circumstances, no one else will come.

Thousands of years have given the Black Tai Chi Palace a little more time to go through. It has also washed away the original vanity and become deeper and more restrained. Instead, it has become more magnificent and grand.

Gao Zhengyang got off Xiaohong, and the gate of the hall was full of people who were greeting him.

Tianma Xiaohong and Tianma Xiaobai have a spiritual connection, and Ao Zhen has a spiritual connection with Xiaobai. It was through Xiaohong and Xiaobai that Gao Zhengyang sensed Ao Zhen.

If it were just Tianma Xiaohong, Gao Zhengyang wouldn't have time to go for her now.

Feng Qingling stood in front, wearing a colorful cloud suit and a red golden phoenix crown. She stood there dazzling and brilliant.

Gao Zhengyang traveled around the heavens and saw countless beauties. Only Feng Qingling was the only one who could be called the most beautiful heavens.

After not seen for thousands of years, Feng Qingling has become more charming and charming. Compared with the simple and beautiful appearance of the past, her charm has increased.

Although Gao Zhengyang is the lord of the fourteenth-level soul, he is a little dizzy when he looks directly at Feng Qingling.

But he was a little disappointed. Feng Qingling couldn't restrain her talent, but in fact she had not made any progress. If she advanced to the 13th level, she wouldn't be so colorful and dazzling.

Ao Zhen stood beside Feng Qingling. She was wearing a simple white sword dress and a tall Taoist bun, like a man. Her appearance was naturally crushed by Feng Qingling, but her calm and peaceful body was more elegant than Feng Qingling.

The red sun was beside Ao Zhen, and his red dress was still beautiful. There was a happy smile on his face, but it could not hide the sorrow between his eyebrows.

Yue Qingxue was still wearing a white dress, standing in that light and gentle, like the moon in the clouds, looming and elegant. In terms of grace, she was also unique among the women, and Feng Qingling was not much inferior to Ao Zhen.

Among the four women, Hongri is the most down-to-earth and the most like an ordinary woman.

Gao Zhengyang's eyes turned around the faces of the four women, and he felt very moved. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Of the four women, Feng Qingling was naturally the least reserved and the most unconscious. She didn't care about others, and threw herself into Gao Zhengyang's arms first and said with a grievance: "You are back, I miss me so much."

Ao Zhen smiled from behind, thought for a while, and walked over and hugged Gao Zhengyang, and said softly in his ear: "You are finally back."

Hongri hesitated for a while, wondering if he should go up and hug him.

Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand and hugged Hongri and Yue Qingxue. He said with emotion: "I miss you very much, too."

"Hmph, it's strange to believe you. There are fewer women there where you go."

When Feng Qingling talked about this, she felt a little scented and her whole body smelled of lemon.

"No matter how many women there are, you are the most important in my heart."

Gao Zhengyang said seriously.

"I haven't seen each other for thousands of years, I'm happy to talk about it."

Ao Zhen said: "Don't stand at the door, go in. Since the lamb is here, everyone will have time in the future."

When Feng Qingling heard it made sense, she broke free from Gao Zhengyang's arms and took Gao Zhengyang with one hand without hesitation, "Let's go in."

Gao Zhengyang could only give Yue Qingxue, Ao Zhen, and Hongri an apologetic look, and he only had two hands, and it was impossible to pull anyone. This was the only way.

Ao Zhen and the others could understand it, but they didn't care. Although Feng Qingling had a high level of cultivation, her personality was actually very simple. She also had Feng Yi's magical powers, which were loved by everyone, and sometimes she was more unique in her work, and everyone could tolerate it.

Several people sat around the table, and Ao Zhen started to make a pot of tea and poured it on everyone.

"It feels like a negotiation so formal..."

Gao Zhengyang was not very accustomed to this atmosphere and joked: "I haven't seen each other for thousands of years, and everyone seems to be a little unfamiliar. Why don't we talk in bed?"

"It's still not done right."

Gao Zhengyang said this so that Hongri could find a familiar feeling. Thinking of the happy times in the past, she couldn't help but laugh.

Ao Zhen was also a little funny: "Forget it, let's talk about the serious business first."

"How did Taijitian become like this?"

Gao Zhengyang didn't continue to joke. Looking at Ao Zhen and the others, the situation was not good. It is not suitable for jokes now.

"The King of Tianping woke up. There are four other gods. There are a total of five gods. They have re-transformed the Divine Martial Arts for 36 days."

Speaking of the serious matter, Ao Zhen's face became serious, "The current 36 Heavens of Shenwu have become a huge arena. We have lost seven games in a row, and Taijitian's resources and power of law were all drawn away by the winner. If this continues, Taijitian will be finished soon..."

(Sorry, I'm sorry for everyone. Kaven, let me adjust for a few days~)
Chapter completed!