Chapter 223

In the flood famine, the merit is so precious, but all the creatures in the flood famine who have a little merit are eager to announce it to the world, so that others will not dare to touch him.

Such a huge amount of merit can only be seen when the world is opened.

In order to make Hongjun smoothly merge the way, Tiandao has made a bloody investment!

If you want to become a Taoist ancestor, you must first become a teacher of all beings! Become a Lifter!

Rahu raised his head, dazzled by those golden merits, "In my life, I have seen two scenes of great merit from heaven. "The second time is naturally now, and the first time is when Pangu fell, when the world was born.

Hongjun said lightly: "I'm not as good as him." ”

Rahu's heart was shocked, his eyes turned away from the spectacular scene in the sky, and he looked at him in surprise, "You can actually say such a thing?" ”

"There's nothing that can't be admitted." Hongjun raised his hand and guided those merits to fly to the other side of Zixiao Palace, leaving only a small part of himself, "He has great luck, even if he doesn't have cultivation resources, he can cultivate faster than any Chaos Demon God, I was just born earlier than him." ”

Rahu retorted: "Anyone who becomes him will be so strong." ”

Pangu's talent overshadows everything!

Hongjun saw him defend himself, and the coldness in his eyes melted, "Yes, other people have the fate of Pangu, and they will become so strong, but there is only one Pangu in the world, and it is impossible for others to reach the height of Pangu." ”

Rahu choked.

It seems that there is really nothing wrong with that.

For example, if he didn't wear Rahu, but Pangu who wanted to preach with his strength, would he really be able to slash three thousand Chaos Demon Gods?

No, he wouldn't have been foolish enough to destroy Chaos in the first place!

He and Pangu are fundamentally different!

While they were talking, the golden light of merit was still descending on Zixiao Palace, and the endless posture scared the monks who had not yet left Zixiao Palace and thirty-three days away.

"So much merit?"

"Hongjun's predecessors preached for sentient beings, could it be that these merits and golden light came from this?"

"It turns out that preaching can also have merit ......"

"It's too much!"

"If I had such merit, the whole flood would have gone sideways."

"Huh, still walking sideways? You're not afraid of death. ”

Few people are fools, and they have guessed the meaning behind these golden rays of merit. But they would never know that Hongjun did not become the master of these merits, but chose to give them away.

When it comes to the realm of Hongjun, the role of merit is no longer great.

In the Zixiao Palace, Lian Sheng's eyes looked at these golden quilts of merit with curiosity, while Yang Mei was red with envy, and muttered in his mouth: "People are more popular than people." ”

At this time, only the two of them were left in the main hall.

Suddenly, Yang Mei blurted out: "You absorb the golden light of merit, what should Hongjun do?" This is Hongjun's thing! ”

The old man sitting cross-legged said, "I will join him in the way." ”

Yang Mei's eyes changed, cold and fierce.

"You are just one of his three corpses, all the origin comes from Hongjun, and such an identity dares to rob him of his opportunity?"

"Definitely."

The old man did not regain his youth after absorbing the golden light of merit, but looked even older, he coughed lightly, hoarse as a saw cutting wood, "It was Hongjun who made me agree, he is holding his newborn son, enjoying the joy of family." ”

After saying that, a hint of spittle appeared on his face.

Is it true that he doesn't know? Obviously, he didn't want to be in harmony, and he used the child as an excuse to say that his strength was exhausted and it was difficult to get along.

What is the power drained!

With the Heavenly Dao here, the Heavenly Dao can immediately restore the lost power for him!

As soon as he heard that his son had been born, Yang Mei suddenly didn't care about the old man's affairs, and hurriedly ran out of Zixiao Palace. Before leaving, he paused, "Where are they?" ”

The old man said, "It's in the gazebo next to it." ”

Yang Mei left.

Liansheng also wanted to leave, and stood up hesitantly, "Can I go?" ”

The old man closed his eyes, "If you want to go, you can go." ”

He is not the ontological chatter, so that he will not let people go after the sermon.

After a while, the sky above the main hall was empty, and the old man twisted the creation jade disc used to disguise his identity, and sighed lightly, "If you join the way, you can join the way, anyway, except for the way, there is usually nothing to do." ”

He knew the price of the Dao, and even if he would lose his feelings and become a Heavenly Dao in another sense, he didn't care much.

Born to chase the Tao, the seven emotions and six desires are all foreign objects.

But—

The old man was still unhappy, and said secretly: "You will die sooner or later under the beauty, the body." ”

He is different from the good corpse and the evil corpse, from the beginning he was determined to break up Hongjun and Rahu, and no matter what he did, the two still came together.

Providence makes people.

After lamenting, he continued to merge the golden light of merit and left the rest to the ontology.

The door of the Zixiao Palace was closed, and there were faint footprints on the stairs and stone paths, as if you could still see the figures left by those cultivators who had been listening to the sermon for thousands of years.

In the corner of the mountain behind, the soft laughter of children came from the gazebo.

"Liansheng, I found it!" Yang Mei's eyes lit up and he hurried over. Liansheng was not very familiar with Zixiao Palace and followed him.

Before they arrived, the child's innocent voice sounded.

"Dad, what's this golden one?"

Sitting in Rahu's arms, Hongergou pulled the longevity lock on his chest and looked at Hongjun in a daze. His inheritance memories are related to the Chaos World, and Chaos has no merit power, and he has no idea the value of this longevity lock condensed with the power of merit.

"It will keep your luck in check."

Hongjun looked at the small golden lock on his chest while he was in his red belly pocket, quite satisfied.

The shape of the thing is provided by Rahu, it is said to be called the "longevity lock", he condensed a part of the merit golden light into the longevity lock, the longevity lock has a pure color like gold, all evils retreat, very suitable for suppressing the child's luck.

Hong Ergou said excitedly: "Can you eat luck?" ”

Rahu flicked his nose, "You can eat it, but you can't eat it." ”

Hongergou covered his nose.

Seeing the two people who came outside the pavilion clearly, Luo Hu lowered his head and said to Hong Ergou: "Call me father in the future, and I don't need to call my father." ”

Hongergou choked back his tears, "Can I call you another name?" ”

Luo Hu was stunned, "What do you call it?" ”

Hongergou's little arms hugged his father's waist and said sweetly, "Mother." ”

Rahu: "......"

The air suddenly subdued, the sky darkened, and the razer swam away.

Hongjun hurriedly dispelled the vision in the sky, and after waiting for another second, the thunder was about to fall, and the pavilion would definitely not be able to keep it.

He looked at the dead Ergou helplessly, Rahu's face was as black as an iron pot, and his son was still chattering: "My inheritance memory tells me that I can call the person who gave birth to me a mother, or a mother, but you taught me to call me father through my belly when I was not born, and I almost forgot this real title." ”

Rahu's fire was rising, and his chest was heaving.

Hongergou's words stopped, and he looked up at him cautiously, "Mother, why is it getting cold around?" Will it get cold in our homes too? ”

"Come to me."

Hongjun quickly picked up his son back.

Luo Hu was directly angry at him, "Hongjun, this is your good son!" ”

Hongjun comforted: "It's yours too." ”

Rahu's expression was extraordinarily exciting.

Before the family conflict broke out, Yang Mei and Liansheng finally arrived at the pavilion. As soon as Yang Mei came, he saw the little guy wearing a red belly pocket, and smiled, "I thought you were going to give birth for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be a big fat boy." ”

Rahu was chilled by his description of the child.

"You think I'm having a difficult birth!"

"Give me a hug." Yang Mei was rarely bold, squeezed to the position next to Hongjun, and stretched out his hand to hug Hongergou.

Hong Ergou was a little recognizant, and pulled Hongjun's robe, "Are you ...... Uncle Yang Mei? ”

Yang Mei was even happier, "You know me? ”

He looked at the child carefully, because he was too young, his cheeks were only slap small, his facial features did not grow, and he felt that he had inherited Hongjun's beauty. The child's dark eyes still had a hint of ignorance, and his hair was as short as a fluff of a chick.

This is a little guy who seems to have a bright future.

After confirming Yang Mei's identity, Hong Ergou laughed happily.

"My mother said that Uncle Yang Mei would give gifts."

“…… Mother? ”

Yang Mei looked at Luo Hu strangely, but saw that Luo Hu was smiling so brightly that the sky was dark, and the thunderclouds outside that had not yet dispersed had a tendency to converge again.

"Ergou, if you shout and call again, I will let you not get any property."

“……”

Hongergou, who doesn't know how to be afraid, finally knows how to be afraid.

He shrunk into Hongjun's arms, trying to avoid Rahu's sympathetic gaze, Hongjun patted him on the back, "Call father." ”

Hongji changed his name doggedly, "Father, is that Liansheng's brother?" ”

He learned the art of changing the subject without a teacher.

Luo Hu followed his words and saw Liansheng standing next to him obediently, and the annoyance in his eyes dissipated a little, "Well, he is your brother Liansheng. ”

Hong Ergou was puzzled: "Why is there such a big difference between my brother's name and me?" ”

Rahufeng replied lightly, "Because his roots are lotus flowers." ”

The so-called lotus birth.

To put it simply, it is the little lotus flower born of Padmasambhava.

Hong Ergou understood, and couldn't help but ask nervously: "My name is Ergou, is the root foot a dog?" But the legacy memory tells me that I am the Chaos Demon God. ”

Yang Mei held back the laughter in his throat.

Help, did Rahu really use that name for his son?

Liansheng naturally didn't know about this, and when he heard it for the first time, the whole person seemed to be hallucinating. He asked Hong Ergou tremblingly, "What is my brother's name?" ”

Hong Ergou's little face tightened, "If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, Hong Ergou!" ”

Hongjun coaxed him with a hand on his back and almost slapped him to death.

Once again, Hongjun felt the malice of the world towards him.

Rahu!

You deliberately made his name the first word Hong! 166 Reading Network