He turned around, looked at her, and smiled, "It depends on your own intention. If you want to do it, then do it. If you don't want to, no one can force you, even if he is Pluto."

"I am the earth immortal, he is the lord of the underworld, and his will is something I cannot resist."

"Don't you still have my friend?" Pu Zihuang said, "If he forces you, you can come to me. I will protect you."

Ruan Ling was moved: "Zihuangjun, you treat me so well."

He spread his arms and said with a smile: "Then come and hug."

"However," Ruan Ling stood there without moving, "Have you ever beat Pluto?"

"..." Pu Zihuang said angrily, "Can you not let go of the fun?"

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "Things are not that bad. Although Pluto is an inconsistent ice cube, he still reasoned."

"Then you ask me what I'm doing."

"If I get married, can't I tell you?" Ruan Ling joked.

"You haven't married." Pu Zihuang walked back to the table, continued to appreciate his paintings, and muttered, "Why didn't you see you last time asking me for my opinion."

Ruan Ling said funny: "I didn't know you either at that time."

"What I mean, everything depends on your own will." Pu Zihuang said it seriously this time, "If you don't want to be a Earth Immortal, I will welcome you at any time."

"Don't worry, Zi Huangjun, I won't implicate you." Ruan Ling smiled, "How is the wine today?"

"beautiful."

"That's good. It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back."

"It's so late, rest here for a night and leave again at dawn." Pu Zihuang said.

"No, I'm not sleepy." Ruan Ling said, "Actually, I still have something to ask Zi Huangjun for help."

"Tell me."

Ruan Ling said: "I have a small land god under my command, who was cultivated by grass and trees. I gave her the magic of the earth, but she couldn't learn it at all. I think it should be that the magic of the earth is not suitable for her."

"This is also possible." Pu Zihuang pondered, "I have a few small magics in the heavens. You can take them back and try them for her to practice. If she can adapt, you come to me again."

Ruan Ling didn't expect that before he could ask for it, he took the initiative to take it out.

"Will there be any problem with my people practicing heavenly magic?"

"No. This is a spell passed down by my family." Pu Zihuang smiled, "As long as she can learn it, there will be no problem."

"That's great." Ruan Ling was very happy, "But I can't use your spells for nothing. I have a few spells from the earth here, and I'll exchange them with you."

She took out the spell jade slips that had been prepared long ago and put them on the table.

Pu Zihuang glanced at the table and smiled and said, "Okay."

Ruan Ling accepted the jade slip he brought, and was very happy, "Zi Huangjun, thank you! I'm going back now. If you have any questions, let Ping Jia give me your heart. Or..."

She thought for a while and took out a stack of paper boxes from the ring, "This is the voice-transmitting paper crane I bought at the ghost market. If you have any words, write it on it, and the paper crane will fly to find me."

"Okay." Pu Zihuang took the paper crane.

Ruan Ling looked around and smiled and said, "Then, I'm back."

"It's already dark outside, I'm going to ask Pingjia to give you."
Chapter completed!