Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

The Holy Land is still very lively these days.
In order to meet the next test of the heavy sky, the disciples between the inner sect and other peaks are all gearing up, and they have been preparing for it a long time ago.
Although Fang Mingjing didn’t need to participate, the atmosphere still affected him to some extent – at least recently, there have been a lot fewer fishing tasks in Zixiao Temple that he can pass the time to play.
but. Look carefully~ you can still find it.
Fang Mingjing’s task today is to go to Yushang Peak to feed a senior’s spirit beast. The reward is 1500-contribution points.
It sounds like an easy task to complete, but in reality there aren’t many people willing to take it.
Because the monster raised by Yu Shangfeng’s senior brother can be said to have a bad reputation, in less than a month, when all the disciples who took the mission came back, they were more or less covered in color, and then all of them looked sick Sick.
Then Fang Mingjing went.
It was a ferocious beast that looked like a red head.A typical leopard has horns on its head, five tails behind it, and is four or five times larger than a leopard.
When Fang Mingjing passed by, it looked particularly irritable, and the sound it made was as sonorous and powerful as a rock colliding.
So Fang Mingjing hit it.
After beating it until he was breathless, he fed it a handful of grass, and then returned to Zixiao Palace to hand in the task.
Before Senior Brother Chen with obsessive-compulsive disorder was about to review the task, he saw the 7 million and one contribution points in his token, and felt his heart twitch for a moment.
But there is no way, this is the Holy Son…
He resisted the urge to vomit blood, and after verifying that Fang Mingjing beat the mission target for a long time and couldn’t get up, and even only fed it a handful of hay instead of spirit dew and monster meat, he couldn’t help feeling a stomachache— ——The senior brother Yu Shangfeng is still easy to talk to, but he has a bad conscience.
However, even so, he still had to count the task as completed…
Little Shengzi is completely like a mudslide.
For the next task, he dealt with it entirely according to his mood. Sometimes he would finish it quite beautifully, and sometimes he would mess around, which made Senior Brother Chen feel deeply pained.
“My task completion rate is 100%.”
“Ah… yes, does the Holy Son have any questions?”
“It’s nothing, I just think it would be great if there were hidden missions.”
Fang Mingjing took back the token.
After all, this is the Zixiao Temple of the Holy Land, not the mercenary guild of rpg games… Hidden missions and the like don’t exist at all.
Little Shengzi left under Senior Brother Chen’s tired eyes.
Master Yu Qingyue hasn’t come back yet…
Before Fang Mingjing went to Jinghe Asaji’s world to play, Yu Qingyue had already left the holy land, planning to settle everything with the Liu family.
Well……
I don’t know how long it will take.
Just as he was thinking about these things, Fang Mingjing suddenly noticed a figure in front of him.
Mu Changqing.
“I’ve seen the little saint.” Uncle Mu said with a smile and saluted.
“Uncle Mu?” Fang Mingjing blinked, and then quickly realized, “Is Master looking for me?”
If it’s not necessary, Uncle Mu usually follows Jiang Jiuge, taking care of him like an ordinary housekeeper.
So when he appeared in front of him, Fang Mingjing guessed that Jiang Jiuge was looking for something.
And the result is indeed the same.
Not long after, Fang Mingjing was taken to the Holy Lord’s Taoist Palace, and Jiang Jiuge, who was sitting at the table, was not practicing calligraphy or making tea, which was rare at the moment.
“Master.”
“Um.”
The young man nodded.
He looked at Fang Mingjing who was sitting next to him, and after a while, an unpredictable expression appeared on Jun Lang’s face.
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“The peak of the Profound Life Realm…it’s really amazing.”
Jiang Jiuge said it was amazing, but his expression was relatively calm.
“What’s wrong with my cultivation?”
“It’s nothing. It’s just that if you want to break through to the Tribulation Realm, you have to go through the trial of the Tribulation, right?”
“clearly.”
“I don’t worry about this for you either. If you say it, it doesn’t matter what kind of catastrophe it is.”
“Then why did you ask me to come…?”
“Follow me to Liu’s house tomorrow.”
………………………………..
Huh?
Fang Mingjing was a little surprised, but he quickly figured out the key point.
“What’s wrong, master?”
“It’s nothing, just encountered a little trouble.”
Little trouble……
Although Fang Mingjing didn’t know what the so-called minor troubles were referring to, he still cared about his master Yu Qingyue.
What’s more, the master took lactation pills before he left, and Fang Mingjing hasn’t tasted it until now.
“Are you bringing the emperor with you when you go to Liu’s house tomorrow?”
“…”
When Fang Mingjing heard this question, he saw Jiang Jiuge’s expression and paused for a while, then he laughed and said, “No, that stupid dog doesn’t need to come.”
“Oh……”
Fang Mingjing understood what he meant.
The emperor is now completely bald, and after taking several hair-growing pills, it doesn’t help, not to mention it looks ugly.
In simple words, Jiang Jiuge was afraid of embarrassing himself after taking the emperor out.
…Although he was the one who plucked the emperor’s hair.
……
Emmm, this