Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes and looked up at the Baizhang Divine Gate and the city wall.

It was as if a wall of heaven and earth was in front of us.

It gives people a sense of shock from the heart.

"Heavenly City!"

He muttered, only feeling that it was worthy of being a city of immortals.

The city gate is engraved with this mysterious and complex mystical pattern, and the city wall seems to be cast in fairy gold, emitting a faint divine light, as if there are stars dotted on it.

Looking at the sky again, the fantastic colorful clouds are constantly shining and disappearing, as if expounding the avenue of heaven and earth.

Zhang Sanfeng admired in his heart, and only said, "It is worthy of a fairyland!"

There is an air of solemnity and sacredness everywhere.

However, before he could write a poem to express his feelings.

But suddenly I heard an angry roar in my ears.

"Bastard, you're killing me again!"

This roar carried a milky sound, but it broke the silence of the Heavenly City.

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked in his heart, killing people? Isn't this city of immortals peaceful?

Turn your head and look.

I saw that under a huge copper pillar, a small doll carved in pink and jade was like a small ball squatting there.

At this moment, he was carrying a small black snake with anger on his face.

Like a whip, the little snake was whipped to the ground and snapped.

Zhang Sanfeng's hand stroking his beard paused: "......"

Fairchild?

However, before he could speak, the little snake twisted, suddenly grew larger, and its body inflated like a balloon.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred-zhang long pitch-black demon snake.

Zhang Zhenren's hand stroking his beard stiffened.

But I heard the giant python roar angrily.

"Little brat, I know how to do it if I can't beat the game!"

"I knew I shouldn't be with you!"

Ao Xiaotian also roared: "Who can't beat you, you little snake, you dare to say that you are stronger than the real dragon!"

When Wang Hei heard this, he sneered: "We have played twenty games together, I play with my tail, you use two hands, which time did you win!"

Ao Xiaotian opened his mouth and stammered, this cruel fact was like a sharp sword, poking it in his heart.

"I, I ......"

He stuttered for a long time and couldn't speak, and his face was red.

So he simply roared angrily, turned his body, and directly turned into a hundred-zhang golden dragon, glaring at Wang Hei, who was a circle younger than him.

"What do you say, I allow you to say it again!"

Wang Hei: "...... I'm not going to play with you anymore, I'm going to play by myself!"

He said angrily.

Ao Xiaotian heard this, but his momentum was weak.

But he couldn't let go of the real dragon's face, so he grabbed Wang Hei with one paw and shook it, a bit like a coquette, and a bit like a threat.

"Don't go, play one more round, just one round, and I'll win!"

Wang Hei: "............"

Why did the honey feel familiar? He vaguely remembered how his brother had been pestering him hundreds of years ago when he was still a human.

Wang Hei couldn't help but be a little silent, and suddenly missed his former family a little, and his cold snake heart was a little complicated.

"Okay, okay, let's play another game, but you don't make trouble!"

"Rest assured!"

A dragon and a snake, two two goods got back together in a blink of an eye, and they all got smaller and picked up the game console and started again.

Zhang Sanfeng: "......??"

Shenlong: Why doesn't it seem like it's the same as I imagined?

He stared at the confrontation between the dragon and the snake.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the city.

But it's the ninth uncle.

Uncle Nine looked at the Taoist standing at the door, he was a newcomer, and he seemed to be a member of my Daomen.

He walked over enthusiastically.

"In Xiamao Mountain, I don't know where this fellow Daoist is cultivating?"

When Zhang Zhenren heard this, he came back to his senses, glanced at Lin Jiu, and a sense of closeness emerged.

"Poor Dao Wudang Zhang Sanfeng!"

Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment, and then his complexion changed greatly, and he looked Zhang Sanfeng up and down several times.

He asked in surprise: "But Wudang Patriarch, Sanfeng Zhenren?"

Zhang Sanfeng was a little puzzled, according to what Yin Susu said, there should be only Yin Susu in their world who entered the city.

Why does this person seem to know him so well?

He arched his hand: "It's the poor road." ”

Uncle Jiu's eyes widened suddenly, and he murmured softly: "Through the microscopic manifestation of a real person, I actually have a time to see a real person......

"Did the real person just enter the city!" said with a faint respect.

Zhang Zhenren is known as the land immortal, is the ancestor of Daomen Neidan, the ancestor of Wudang, founded Taijiquan, and its name has been passed down for centuries.

The disciples of the Taoist sect of the younger generations, whether they are Wudang sect or not, are disrespectful.

Even though he knew that this real person might not be from his world.

But Uncle Nine is still excited, this is a mythical character, known as a land fairy-like existence, quite a feeling of seeing an idol.

At this time, Yin Susu also entered the Heavenly City with Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji, who was in his early tens, was full of curiosity, staring at the boss with a pair of eyes, looking at this slightly majestic city in shock.

Bringing her son into the city is actually partly Yin Susu's selfishness.

She, as a mother, always wants to give the best to her son.

Such an opportunity is so rare, if she misses it this time, she doesn't know if she will have a chance in the future.

Moreover, Zhang Wuji is still young, and his potential in the future is huge, and he may be able to become an immortal.

As for her husband...... If you really can't do it, you can scrape together money to buy an elixir for him, or wait for the future to find a way to resurrect him.

Therefore, even though she knew that the current Zhang Wuji might not be suitable, she still chose it.

Dange employees just take a look at the store, and someone came to introduce the pills, and children in their teens can do it.

With her as a mother, there will be no chaos.

Yin Susu touched Zhang Wuji's head.

"Mother, what is that brother doing!"

Yin Susu looked at the place where his son was pointing, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly blocked his hand.

"Mowgli! That's a real dragon, don't be rude, don't provoke them!

Zhang Wuji nodded, and asked again: "Mother, what is a real dragon? My father's knife seems to be called a dragon slaying knife, what does it have to do with a real dragon?"

Yin Susu's heart tightened, and he glanced at Ao Xiaotian, but fortunately, he was immersed in playing games and didn't hear it.

She let out a sigh: "The true dragon is a very powerful divine beast, don't mention the dragon slaying knife in the future." ”

Zhang Wuji was still puzzled: "Mother, what is a divine beast? Why don't you mention it?"

The corners of Yin Susu's eyes twitched, and he had a headache: "The divine beast is ...... It's big, it's strong, it's a beast that can call the wind and rain, and it's a beast that can fly away. ”

Zhang Wuji blinked: "How big is it?

Yin Susu was powerless to support his forehead, suppressed the mania in his heart, and tried to be as gentle and authentic as possible.

"It doesn't matter how old he is, don't mess with him!

Zhang Wuji nodded silently.

But he quietly looked at the little group squatting under the Zhenlong pillar to play games and drink happy water.

"Is this a divine beast? Why does my mother seem to be a little afraid of him?"

He muttered softly, with intense curiosity in his eyes.