Tang Ning was surprised to see that this was the first time she saw that Bai was alive. She reached out and poked, and saw that the little white cloud sitting was twisting like a tickling child. She couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "Little Baiyun, how did you give birth to it?"

"I don't know." The silly voice came and asked curiously: "How come you have the power of Buddha's light and holy power? It feels so comfortable!"

"Of course it was built." Tang Ning said with a smile, touching the little white cloud on his body, and said, "I want to pick the gourd there. Do you know how to pick it? Why can't you even cut off any sword?"

"That's an immortal gourd. The sword cannot cut off the gourd vine. You have to pick it with your hands. And it cannot be picked by anybody. If you don't like you, you can't catch it or pick it." As he said in a slight voice, a ball of white clouds were born, wrapping Tangning like soft cotton, rubbing her body.

"It feels so comfortable!" Xiao Baiyun rubbed against her, like a child rolling on the bed with a big quilt.

"Why can't I get close to you? Can you send me over?" Tang Ning asked.

"No! Even the clouds here will not let you pass by." Xiao Baiyun said.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ning glanced around and asked, "All the clouds here can speak like you?"

"Hehe, no, only I can do it, but if you have cast magic here, most people can't get close to it."

Tang Ning looked at the white cloud sitting, a small and soft ball. If it didn't move or speak, it would be no different from the clouds around it. However, such a small white cloud was a cloud that could talk, laugh, and be tickled and sensible.

If it is helpful, it should be much easier to get close to it, but how can it help?

"Is the Buddha's light and holy power on me comfortable?" Tang Ning asked with a smile, touching the little white cloud sitting.

"Comfortable." A cheerful voice came, as innocent as a child.

"I'll give you a ray of Buddha's light, how about you send me over to pick gourds?" she suggested with a smile.

Hearing this, the little white cloud paused for a moment, turned his head, and gave birth to a child's face from the white cloud, looking at Tang Ning curiously.

"Do you want to send me Buddha light? Really?"

Tang Ning was really surprised to see this little white cloud. Who would tell her why this cloud has a child's face? These eyes and mouths are in the clouds, but they are so cute that they can't speak.

"I'll give you a ray of Buddha's light, and you'll give me to pick the gourd, okay?" She asked again. Looking at such a cute little white cloud, her expression softened a little.

Xiao Baiyun thought about it seriously and finally nodded: "Yeah, okay! You sit firmly." She floated forward and took Tang Ning to the gourd after a while: "Pick it quickly, pick it quickly, try which one you can pick."

Seeing that he finally approached the gourd vine, Tang Ning was delighted and stood up and reached out to pick one nearby. Unexpectedly, the gourd disappeared with a sound of silence.

"It doesn't like you, change one, change another." Xiao Baiyun said happily, asking Tang Ning to choose another one.
Chapter completed!