Chapter 165

Yang Meisheng used spells to complete this step without love, who made him the "great good man" of the Wu Clan, and he needed to get the Wu Clan's wholehearted trust.

The milk filled the stone bowl, and it was the turn of the next question.

How to feed?

Zhu Rong looked at Yang Mei expectantly again, and said in his mouth: "I have thick hands and feet, I always hurt that child, Boss Dijiang asked me to control my strength more, I haven't learned to ...... yet" Solemnly handed the stone bowl to Yang Mei's hand, Zhu Rong's face was full of emotion, and he expressed his joy in words.

"Hollow Daoist friends are our witch clan's best friends!"

"Ahem—"

Yang Mei coughed dryly, and wanted to paste him with the milk of the female beast, helping you breastfeed is your best friend!

Why don't you die!

But under the same staring eyes of the baby, Yang Mei sat down stiffly with the bowl, and his honest and honest face was slightly distorted. His free hand pinched out of thin air, condensed the shape of a spoon, and then scooped up a little milky milk with the spoon and fed it to the little prince Changqin.

The young Changqin didn't drink it immediately, and glanced at Zhu Rong with bright black eyes, and Zhu Rong still looked smirk.

So he took a sip of the spoon.

Yang Mei naturally saw this, and the secret path was indeed Zhong Lingjunxiu's child, who knew how to guard against strangers at such a young age. But in the end, it is simple, what is the use of Zhu Rong, if he wants to poison him, Zhu Rong, a stupid big man, will not see the problem.

I haven't eaten for a few days, so Changqin, who is still nominally the prince of the Wu clan, is a little anxious, and he can't care about the fishy taste of milk, so he swallows it into his throat.

"Drink slowly."

Yang Mei subconsciously patted the baby's back so that the other party would not be choked.

Seeing that the baby likes to drink milk so much, Zhu Rong's eyes also revealed a trace of guilt and guilt, he didn't seem to care much about the other party, and he didn't even know that the child needed milk.

Like watching the little golden crow in Tanggu, Yang Mei stayed in the Wu Clan for a long time and slipped away. It's not that he doesn't want to stay and ask more information, but this guy Zhurong is completely dragging him, hoping that he will teach him more secrets of taking care of children, on the grounds that he is embarrassed to ask his fellow people.

My day!

Yang Mei escaped from Buzhou Mountain, lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve, which was still stained with a smell of milk.

He found a clean lake to take a bath, removed the smell, and then changed back to the appearance of a green-robed young man, and walked towards Kunlun Mountain with an unfathomable face.

On Kunlun Mountain, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi received him.

Yang Mei smiled, and the carefree of a teenager made Lao Tzu's impression of his "old monster" slightly reduced. But without waiting for Lao Tzu to ask him about his intention, Yang Mei asked, "What about Tongtian?" Why didn't you see him. ”

Yuan Shi put the tea in front of him and said coldly, "Tongtian is in retreat. ”

Yang Mei looked at Lao Tzu, who stroked the white beard on his chin and smiled without saying a word.

"How can it be so coincidental." Yang Mei said with interest, before he was in retreat, Luo Hu was in retreat again, and now he is in retreat, and it seems that no one wants to touch the outside world.

Without Tongtian, Yang Mei didn't have the idea of selling intelligence, "I've seen Changqin, that little ghost was very pitiful by Zhu Rong, and he didn't even drink milk." ”

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi quieted down at the same time.

Yang Mei grinned at them, speak, this is your third brother's son.

Yuan Shi's face was a little uncomfortable.

Lao Tzu sighed: "Didn't Teng Chang care about this child? ”

Yang Mei picked up the teacup and explained with the clues obtained by the Wu clan: "Zhu Rong has a high status in the Wu clan, and the ancestral witch wants to let that child and Zhu Rong cultivate a relationship, so naturally Teng Chang will not be too involved in it, but Zhu Rong, a rough man, how can he know how to raise a child." ”

Arousing the worries of the two brothers a little, Yang Mei came back to a circle, "But I think Zhu Rong is a guy who knows his mistakes and can change them, he is quite sincere to Changqin, and when Changqin is older, it will be much easier for Zhu Rong to take care of it." ”

Yuan Shi listened to his every word and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lao Tzu noticed this, and looked at his second brother with a smile, who said that he didn't like that child before, and the third brother would never recognize the prince Changqin.

Dulicitous, second brother.

Lao Tzu said: "Thank you Yang Mei for informing me, Tongtian is still in retreat, and when he comes out, I will inform him of this matter." ”

Yang Mei was skeptical about this, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since I'm done, I'll go." ”

He put down his teacup and vanished.

After Kunlun Mountain confirmed that there was no trace of Yang Mei, Yuan Shi, who couldn't hold back, spoke: "This senior simply wants to come to see the excitement, but fortunately, Tongtian is in retreat!" ”

Lao Tzu glanced at him lightly and admonished: "Don't talk nonsense, a monk of that level is likely to perceive what you have said in a thought." He picked up the teacup that Yang Mei had drunk before, rubbed the teacup with his fingertips, and showed the back end to Yuan Shi.

Yuan Shi was shocked.

It's just an ordinary jade teacup, but it's actually green and full of aura. You must know that Yang Mei didn't do anything, just drank a cup of tea from them in front of them!

All of them have been improved in quality!

Lao Tzu softened his tone, "My generation of monks, self-cultivation, heart and soul, the realm that our predecessors can achieve, our generation also hopes to achieve, Yuan Shi, although we have good roots, but it does not mean that we are the strongest monks, you and the third brother must not have a heart of arrogance." ”

Yuan Shi nodded heavily, "I see, big brother." ”

Lao Tzu was relieved, the second brother is better than the third brother, that is, he can listen to words.

"Tongtian should be out of the customs in the past few years, you, who are the elder brothers, can't be the same as the Garuda of the grandfather's family, but are surpassed by the younger brother."

"Big brother, we are already Da Luo Jinxian." Yuan Shi was a little impatient with his preaching, "I have the ability to break through the Great Luo Jinxian and reach the realm of my grandfather, otherwise he won't want to surpass me!" ”

Putting down the cruel words, he went back to Kunlun Palace to cultivate, striving to stabilize the cultivation of the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and not giving Tongtian any chance to surpass himself.

Behind him, Lao Tzu laughed rarely.

Yang Mei walked around the Honghuang, and went to the Phoenix Clan to meet Kong Xuan and Jialuo, and after a few months, he learned about the major events in the past hundred years, and finally obediently returned to the old nest of Mount Meru. The feeling of letting off the wind this time was great, Yang Mei changed his depression and returned to the mountain with a message from the two little ghosts.

As he passed by the foot of the mountain, he suddenly asked Xiang Yin and Zhun Ti, "I found that you seem to have been sitting for hundreds of years, how can you stay there?" Why don't you go out for a walk? ”

The face of the guide seemed to be even more bitter.

In fact, he is not a person who likes cultivation so much......

Zhun Ti had a good relationship with Yang Mei, and quietly revealed: "The mountain owner said that there is a big opportunity waiting for us, and if we leave, it will depend on luck." ”

Yang Mei looked strange, "And this kind of thing-" A flash of inspiration flashed, and he murmured softly, "Luo Hu seems to have told me to come back early and not to waste time outside." ”

Zhun Ti smiled: "It seems that it is indeed a big opportunity." ”

With the cultivation of the mountain lord and Yang Mei, they all need to wait, so why don't they wait for thousands of more years.

"Peace of mind, you are all from Mount Meru, and I can't forget you if there's any benefit." Yang Mei patted Zhun Ti's shoulder and went up the mountain to see Luo Hu, intending to inquire about this matter carefully. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he found that Rahu was not sitting on a chair, but on a rock on the edge of a cliff with his feet dangling in the air.

The wind on the cliff was strong, blowing Rahu's black hair wantonly, and his red clothes fluttered.

Quite meaningful.

He dangled his legs, and there was a plate of grapes next to the rock, and he picked one up and put it in his mouth when he was fine.

Sensing that Yang Mei was coming, Luo Hu turned his head with a smile and said, "Zhun mentioned this big mouth, and revealed the matter to you." ”

Yang Mei stood beside the rock, blowing the cold wind with him, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Luo Hu reflexively went to look at Sumeru Palace and made sure that Hongjun didn't come out, Hongjun definitely didn't like him to expose the secret in advance, after all, Hongjun's trust in Yang Mei was not high enough. Yang Mei's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he still needed to avoid Hongjun when he spoke, which was definitely not a trivial matter.

Luo Hu beckoned to Yang Mei, and Yang Mei leaned over.

He said: "This is not a double statement, it has to do with the Holy Throne. ”

Yang Mei's face turned red, and his little heart jumped. This news was too shocking, and there was no Chaos Demon God who could take it calmly.

Holy Throne!

The respect of the saints, transcending heaven and earth, immortal!

Luo Hu looked at him playfully, put his hand on his shoulder, pressed down, and suppressed the floating breath around Yang Mei, "You are too excited, it's not that you haven't been a saint, and you seem to be the first time to open the world." ”

Yang Mei's smile turned into a wry smile, "You're going to make fun of me, is there anything else you can reveal?" ”

Luo Hu insisted: "No, you can go to cultivation with peace of mind." ”

Yang Mei's eyes widened, and when he learned this kind of news, how could he cultivate with peace of mind!

However, Luo Hu smiled and waved his hand, looking disgusted with him next to him, Yang Mei could only grit his teeth and couldn't help but return to Sumeru Palace with a lot of worries. Walking in the corridor, he ran into Hongjun who came out, his heart was empty, and his expression was controlled, "Rahu is outside." ”

"I know." Hongjun passed by him, and the faint and mysterious aura dissipated.

Yang Mei took a deep breath, his hands under his sleeves were trembling, and he thought of a possibility in his heart.

Heaven.

Hongjun wants to choose a saint instead of heaven!

The saint is already noble enough, so who can replace the way of heaven and choose who is holy, isn't it still above the dignity of the saint?

In the past, he thought that Rahu was too condescending, and even the other party was cold, and he was just divorced, and he never changed a Taoist couple, but now it seems that Rahu's vision of picking men is simply too good to be good! 166 Reading Network