That is, Mo Xingjun was so drunk that he couldn't find his way back after attending the Jade Emperor's birthday party. His magic power became increasingly unavailable, so he walked around in circles, landed on a mortal flower tree, and fell asleep soundly.
The wind blows and the petals fall. Under the glow of the setting sun and setting clouds, the atmosphere between heaven and earth is very comfortable.
That is to say, Mo Zhenjun felt something turbulent on his face all the time, felt extremely dissatisfied, and finally woke up leisurely. After waking up, he saw a small egg lying quietly in the nest not far from him. Looking around, it didn't look like an adult bird. Mo Zhenjun went over and poked the small egg. It was still warm. The egg seemed to sense something and moved almost imperceptibly. Even though Mo Zhenjun became an immortal at the age of eighteen, more than a thousand years have passed, but he only has a little white bear as a companion, which he picked up in an extremely cold place when he got lost a hundred years ago. Many immortals have raised their own pet beasts. No matter how unlucky Mr. Wenquxing is, he got a crane as a mount. Naturally, he found it interesting. After thinking about it, he put the egg in his sleeve and returned to heaven.