Therefore, when he heard that Shi Jinghui, the young master of Yueya Pavilion, brought Shi Yanfei, the sister of one of the four stunning beauties, came to meet Di Mingjue, and Mr. Yu had the idea of ​​helping Shi Yanfei get favor.

Humph, even if you don’t like Shi Yanfei, you still want the arrogant bastards from the demon clan to know.

The world wants to marry their king’s wife, but there are so many women that they can’t go around the entire continent of immortal cultivation.

Mu Yan's cultivation is only Xuanxian.

As the barrier opened by Mr. Yu, a quasi-immortal, she naturally could not break through, so she could not hear the conversation between Mr. Yu and Xiaotong.

The walkway of Lingxiao Palace was very long, and she followed silently along the way.

Until Mr. Yu stopped, pushed open a door, took her in a few steps and then bowed and said, "See you!"

Di Mingjue was holding a jade slip in his hand and was talking to someone.

Hearing this, he didn't look up, but just said lightly.

The blue-clothed servant next to him was holding a brush in his hand, with cinnabar at the tip of his nose, and something was written in the air.

As the strokes fell, red runes appeared in the sky, and slowly condensed into red ink, falling on the inkstone in the center of the table, forming a bright color like blood.

This ink is called [Manzhu Red].

The characters written with [Manzhu Red] and the paintings are painted with magic power to penetrate the space.

And every word will be filled with the unique divine consciousness and divine power marks of the writer.

On the battlefield, or at special times.

The documents written by Man Zhuhong can be used as an alternative [military order].

Because high-level monks like Di Mingjue have their spiritual consciousness and divine power marks that others cannot imitate.

Di Mingjue was obviously communicating with the army on the border at this time.

The [Manzhu Red] made by the blue-clothed servant with fairy brush will be used by Di Mingjue to convey military orders.

Mr. Yu coughed lightly and said lightly: "Miss Shi, can you refine [Manzhu Red]?"

This is the first time Mu Yan, a country bumpkin, has seen something like [Manzhuhong].

Of course I don't know how to refine it.

However, although Mr. Yu asked this question, he never thought that Mu Yan might not be able to refine it.

Just like a mortal woman will add fragrance to her husband's red sleeves and grind ink and cut paper.

The female cultivators on the Immortal Cultivation Continent basically know [Manzhuhong] and also know how to refine Manzhuhong.

Because Manzhu Red is extremely ordinary in terms of material and refining techniques.

After the female cultivators get married, they usually ask their husbands to write their marriage books, love poems, etc. with their own refined [Manzhu Red].

Shi Yanfei is the daughter of Yue Age.

Since childhood, I have been trained as the hostess of a first-class family, so how could I not know how to refine [Manzhuhong]?

So after Mr. Yu asked, he immediately continued: "You go and take over the job of [Qu Dan] and refine [Manzhuhong] for you."

Mu Yan: “…”

Ma Feihong was about to cry.

He secretly pulled Mu Yan's collar, trying to make her retreat and escape quickly.

At this time, Ma Feihong was so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

This was the first time he had seen the Lord so close.

However, when I saw this, my legs became weak after just a glance, and I wanted to crawl on the ground immediately, not daring to see clearly.

Ma Feihong was already in a state of sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacr

However, the next moment, he saw the figure moving in front of him.
Chapter completed!