Chapter 183

What made Kong Xuan and Zhun Ti worry was unexpectedly spent in a calm situation, and afterwards Hongjun didn't settle accounts with Kong Xuan, but said lightly: "Your master is in a bad mood these days, you come to see him more." ”

Kong Xuan looked for Shizun with blank eyes.

Rahu sat by the window and looked at him with displeasure, "What are you doing here?" ”

Kong Xuan was aggrieved and unjustly thrown out by him.

What kind of mood is not good, come and see the master, it is clear that he is coming over as a punching bag!

Rolling on the grass outside, Kong Xuan patted the dust on his clothes, and Sa Huan went to find Garuda to go out to play. Now that he has cultivation, he is not afraid of Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, when will he not come to the door to play at this time!

At the top of the mountain, there were only Rahu and Hongjun left.

Luo Hu couldn't stay alone, and it didn't take long for him to get up and go out, and found that the willow tree was nowhere to be seen, and Yang Mei also slipped away at some point.

"If you lose your cultivation, you don't know how to cultivate." Luo Hu spat at the free Yang Mei, although ten thousand years of cultivation is nothing in the eyes of these old monsters, but they can't all count on him to compensate!

Thinking of the six holy seats hanging in the air, Rahu fell into a state of melancholy again.

The Heavenly Dao is really generous, when will the Demon Dao also have six holy seats? I don't know how many Hongmeng purple qi were consumed when Pangu opened the world.

When he turned around, he saw Hongjun walking towards him.

The wind in the mountains and forests just sounded, and the rustling sound was endless, as if passing through the heart, quiet and leisurely, as if it was a fairy couple.

As soon as Hongjun raised his hand, a jade plate appeared in his palm, and the things placed on it made Luo Hu's eyes light up, and he no longer hesitated to approach. The grapes, which were washed brightly, were neatly stacked on the jade plate, like beautiful crystals.

Rahu ate his favorite grapes, his eyes crooked like the moon.

"I've forgiven you."

What kind of cold war, all contradictions are gone.

With Luo Hu's advance notice, Yang Mei was not so stupid that he didn't come back for a few years as soon as he went out, he just watched that the atmosphere in Mount Meru was not very good, went out for a walk, went to Tanggu to see a few little golden crows, and then went to Buzhou Mountain to contact the ancestral witches.

As a qualified undercover agent, he has a very high level of professional ethics.

So when he came back with the news that "Changqin is becoming more and more like Tongtian", Luo Hu not only forgave him for running away, but also said with a smile: "Sure enough, isn't Zhu Rong suspected of being a cuckold?" ”

Yang Mei was also happy when he heard his words, "Not yet, the main reason is that the prince Changqin stays in the Wu clan all the year round, and the people of the Wu clan respect the ancestral witch very much." ”

Luo Hu's eyes rolled, looking forward to a certain scene in the future, "When Changqin grows up, there will be more people who know him." ”

The two laughed at each other.

They won't tear Tongtian into the water, but there is no problem with pouring sewage on Zhu Rong's body, anyway, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi have been very strict with Tongtian recently, prohibiting him from going down the mountain, and there are very few people in the outside world who know what Tongtian looks like.

Even if there are people who guess the truth, they can only mumble a few words in their stomachs.

Sanqing is not easy to offend.

After chatting about the recent anecdotes, Luo Hu was bored again, and kicked Yang Mei under the stone table, Yang Mei bared his teeth, "What do you want to do?" ”

He doesn't know as much as a pregnant man!

Luo Hu talked to him about the matter of receiving and Zhun Ti in terms of cultivation, if he knew what Yang Mei was thinking, he would probably wave it with a palm. Although he is pregnant, he definitely doesn't like to be called a pregnant man.

He is not a * mortal fetus in his belly, he is angry, if anyone dares to underestimate him, he can let the other party experience the cultivation of the "sealed saint" in minutes.

Hongjun was accustomed to the muttering of the two of them, and in order to make up for Yang Mei's sacrifice for Zhun Ti's cultivation, he refined an increased version of the elixir for Yang Mei.

As soon as the elixir was refined, Hongjun handed it to Rahu.

Rahu picked it up and sniffed it in front of its nose, and it couldn't have been stronger.

Hey.

He gave the pill to Yang Mei, "Although you can't come back after 10,000 years of cultivation, this pill can make up for some of your losses." ”

Yang Mei had no doubts about this, and couldn't wait to take the pill.

As long as it wasn't Rahu's medicinal soup, he could eat any pill, and he had heard that Hongjun often improved the pill, so that the bitterness of the pill was eliminated and his mouth was full of fragrance.

With such a beautiful thought, Yang Mei took the pill-

In an instant, his face changed drastically.

"You, you ......"

While pointing at Hongjun angrily, Yang Mei heard a loud laugh from Rahu. swept away the gloom of a few days, and the man in red smiled more beautifully than Xihe in the Moon Palace.

Suddenly, he understood the reason why Hongjun had cheated him.

Go to hell!

You two bastards!

Yang Mei angrily flipped the table and made the fruit plates on the table all over the place. Before Rahu could beat him, he ran to the side and turned into a willow tree, and his defense skyrocketed.

The corners of Rahu's forehead burst out, "You have a kind!" ”

Believe it or not, I plucked your wicker and threw it on the sun star and burned it down!

With a wave of Hongjun's sleeves, the stone table that had fallen to the ground floated and changed back to its original appearance, and the fruit bowl was also placed, but Rahu never wanted to touch these dusty things again. Luo Hu tilted his head to look at Hongjun, and suddenly said on a whim: "Laugh one." ”

Hongjun was stunned.

Then, with a light smile and a calm gaze, he looked at Rahu alone.

Too forgetful is never ruthless.

Can afford to take it, can put it down, this is the Tao in Hongjun's heart. The only one who could make him think twice and think again and again, and still chose to be together was Rahu.

Rahu looked at him.

There is a feeling of amazing the years.

At the beginning of the meeting, I gave up hostility and chose to form an alliance with Hongjun, wasn't this why I came from......

"Hongjun, you can rely on your face to eat, why do you have to rely on cultivation."

"Without cultivation, you will sweep me out of the house,"

“…… What nonsense is telling the truth. ”

Rahu held his cheeks and refused to admit that he was such a vexatious person. After all, even if Hongjun is cultivated, when he offends him, he still sweeps the other party out of the house.

After meditating for so long, he had rarely been so irritable.

The world is wonderful.

A hundred years have passed, and the effect of the gambling contract is very good, and there are a total of five monks in Sumeru Mountain who have broken through to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. Hongjun pinched his fingers and counted, adding Shenjun, Taiyi, and Sanqing, and actually met the requirements of ten people needed by the Heavenly Dao in advance.

And to his surprise, under the stimulation of Kong Xuan, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi also retreated one after another, breaking through the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Kong Xuan returned again.

Who let Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi accumulate deeply, and they are also spiritual treasures, breaking through the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal is just a matter of course, without Kong Xuan's stimulation, at most a thousand years later.

In the flood famine, a thousand years are completely worthless.

On Mount Meru, Luo Hu said with bad intentions: "Next time, you can let Kong Xuan stimulate those guys more, so that they don't have to cultivate slowly, and they are not in a hurry at all." ”

He was referring to Fuxi Nuwa, as well as the Styx Ancestor and the like.

Life is worry-free, Lingbao is not worried, and the roots and feet are high, these future flood powerhouses are probably forced to stay at home by the ferocity of the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, and over time, they have become the king of the house, and they don't care when they can break through the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.

"That's enough, the rest of the people wait, and it's up to them to see their own chances." Hongjun was in a good mood to play chess with him, and the white son fell on the chessboard.

Rahu stared at the vertical and horizontal lines on the chessboard, and his lips were a little dry. He licked the corners of his lips, as if he could taste the sweetness of killing, and his eyes lit up with excitement.

It's about to start -

The pinnacle of the Lich Tribulation, the age of the saints is coming.

One day, under the guidance of the heavenly machine in the dark, Nuwa saw that Fuxi had gone to the demon heavenly court, and she was bored, so she walked out of the mansion in a moon-white dress.

In the midst of the flood wilderness, she met the two daughters of Houtu and Xuanming, all three of whom were first-class female cultivators in the flood wilderness, and had long heard of each other's names. With heart-to-heart pity, they became friends and searched for their stagnant path in the wilderness.

Although Nuwa belongs to the demon clan, she has not joined the Heavenly Court and is not under the jurisdiction of Emperor Jun and Taiyi. The other ancestors turned a blind eye to the friendship between her two sisters and her, and under such a gesture, Nuwa also strengthened her idea of being alone.

My brother has my brother's way of doing things, and she also has her own. Therefore, she will not help the demon clan compete for the world's luck, nor will she help the witch clan deal with the demon clan.

Both Houtu and Xuan Ming were very pleased with her change, and understood that their friendship had made the Demon Clan Heavenly Court lose a powerful person to join.

As for Fuxi?

Houtu privately asked a few brothers to tell him not to hurt his life.

As long as Fuxi does not die, it is impossible for Nuwa to hate the Wu clan, and it is more likely that she will persuade Fuxi not to contribute at a critical time for the sake of affection.

Nuwa didn't seem to know everything, and only talked to them about the trivial matters between the nuns, but she really didn't know, only she understood. She made a chance acquaintance, and the benefit she got was that her brother became safe in the demon clan.

Zu Wu will not kill Fu Xi until he is in danger.

Nuwa lowered her head, stroked the best snow-colored animal skin inside the Wu Clan, and smiled softly, "Sister Houtu, this skin is so beautiful, give it to me." There was no pity for the demon clan in her eyes, and there was no identification with the witch clan.

The real power of the wilderness has long been trained in a cold heart. A good old man who is as famous as Red Cloud is a scarce commodity in the wilderness.

"Take it if you like it!"

Houtu naturally won't be stingy, and seeing that Nuwa likes it, he took out some of the collected animal skins for her to choose. In terms of making friends, the Wu clan has always been generous and generous, and never cares about petty profits.

When Nuwa was visiting the Buzhou Mountain Clan, a child stumbled out of the side, followed by a dragon chasing him and breathing fire.

Nuwa looked at it suspiciously, and heard the child crying.

"Help!"

He threw himself into Houtu's arms and made Houtu laugh and fall down. The child said aggrievedly: "Zhurong's father released the fire dragon he raised!" ”

Houtu poked his forehead, "He also hopes that you can exercise more." ”

This white and tender appearance, where does it look like a child of the witch clan!

"Changqin." Xuan Ming also came over and comforted his fragile heart, "There is no future in playing the piano, you can only beat that fire dragon down if you become strong, and the exercises of our Wu clan are not weaker than the cultivation methods of the outside world, as long as you continue to cultivate step by step, you will definitely have the opportunity to beat your father in the future." ”

Hou Tu glared at Xuan Ming with a smile, "What nonsense!" ”

The child smiled slightly.

Beat up the father, good idea!

Seeing the intimacy between the black-haired child and the two sisters, Nuwa blinked her beautiful eyes in surprise and guessed the identity of the child - the son of the ancestor Wu Zhurong, the prince Changqin.

She thought about it, took out an innate spiritual object suitable for making a musical instrument from her sleeve, and gave it to the prince Changqin as an elder.

"You're a piano, aren't you? Houtu and Xuan Ming have told me several times that you are indeed a child full of aura, oh, this is my gift to you. ”

Nuwa's approach to her liking immediately won the children's shining eyes.

Houtu urged: "Don't thank you Nuwa seniors yet." ”

Changqin reacted, pretended to bow, and said crisply: "Changqin likes it very much, thank you Nuwa senior." ”

This innocent and clean thank you was remembered by Nuwa many years later.

Can't forget.

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