"You...... Mortal?! ”

The eighth prince of the East China Sea said while flying towards the mortal world with agarwood. "I heard from my sister that you were born after five hundred years in the womb of the Three Holy Mother, longer than I spent in the dragon egg, and you still say that you are mortal?"

"You can't be compared like this, you are egg-born, I am viviparous, how can you compare?" Agarwood asked rhetorically.

"That's ......" The Eighth Prince of the East China Sea nodded, feeling quite reasonable.

"Besides, I have no scales and no horns, and my physique is no different from that of mortals, the reason why I have been in my mother's womb for a longer time is probably only related to the fact that my mother is an immortal, but in fact, I am indeed a human race."

Agarwood scanned the scenery of the Nether as she opened her mouth to talk to the helper who had managed to fool her.

After all, it is difficult to find a second stupid dragon like this kind of innocent and cute dragon, whether it is in Qianyuan Mountain, Yuquan Mountain, or Jiuxian Mountain, etc.

At this moment, Agarwood only hated himself for being young and ignorant, greedy for too much fun, and every year he harmed an old man's mountain, and harmed many divine beasts and fairy beasts and the like, causing those divine beasts and fairy beasts to learn well, and it was too difficult to fool them to help him get out of the sight of his mother and uncle.

is also fortunate that his mother's friend Aunt Ao Tingxin has such an innocent and cute younger brother, and it is just right for him to follow Ao Guang to the heavenly court when the old dragon king of Ao Guang went to heaven to participate in the court meeting.

"Agarwood, where are you flying now?"

"Of course, it's to the west, let's go all the way west this time, until we reach Lingshan!"

……

And at this moment, in the heavenly court, as Ao Guang finished attending the court meeting, he gently stroked his beard with one hand, looked left and right, and muttered suspiciously. "Where's my son?"

……

In the basin of birds and flowers in the east of the Flame Mountain, there is a small pool of blue waves, a simple wooden house, surrounded by a hundred flowers.

"Dangchang!"

The jade bowl full of water in the hand of the jade scorpion spirit fell to the ground but was unheard, and he looked at the handsome man in front of him in surprise and shouted. "Master, are you finally awake?"

"Hmm!"

Yi Nanping nodded, only to feel that the brain was chaotic, like a symptom after a long sleep, and subconsciously reached out to his head and patted it, and ......

"Huh?!"

Yi Nanping felt the slightest feeling coming from the palm of his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

And between the two hands of the jade scorpion spirit on the side, a small spell condensed a mirror-like clear water in front of Yi Yiping.

A handsome and elegant man with a cloak and hair came into his eyes, but he was stunned for a moment.

"I ...... This...... Hair? "It's hard to calm down for a while, but it's full of disbelief.

Once, Yi Nanping also thought of many ways for his hair, but even the Baolian lamp had no effect, but he understood that perhaps only the legendary saint who transcended the world could make his dry land into a forest.

Don't want to...... When I woke up, it was ......

For a moment, a sense of unreality lingered in my heart.

And the jade scorpion spirit on the side vaguely guessed what was going on in his heart, and opened his mouth to explain. "Soon after the Supreme Treasure sent the unconscious master back, the master's hair slowly grew, and in the past five hundred years, I have wasted a lot of effort in order to help the master sort out the hair."

Five hundred years?!

At this moment, the uneasy eyes turned in vain, looking at the jade scorpion spirit beside him, which was the same as in the past, without noticing the passage of time at all.

"Five Hundred Years ......"

Yi Nanping muttered, and the memories in his mind slowly flowed.

Poor Monk ...... Drive a million demon tides towards Lingshan......

Fight against the Buddhas, destroy the Bodhisattvas, and then set foot in the spiritual mountain, and then ...... Afterwards...... It's here to wake up.

"Five hundred years, five hundred years have passed?"

Yi Nanping subconsciously looked down at his hands, incredulous.

"That's right, master, you've been asleep for five hundred years, if it weren't for the Supreme Treasure saying that you would wake up sooner or later, I would have thought that you would have to sleep for so long, master."

The jade scorpion spirit on the side said slowly.

In addition to being surprised, Yi Nanping asked subconsciously. "Lingshan...... What's going on? What about monkeys? Bajie, and the sand monks...... And this ......"

It's just that Yi Nanping finally pressed down, calmed down a little, swept his eyes in vain, and asked.

"What about the Supreme Treasure? Where is he now? ”

"Supreme Treasure, he just left for the Demon Holy City, it should be the Tang envoy who has arrived."

After a pause, the jade scorpion spirit said. "Master might as well wait, I'll send a message to the Supreme Treasure, I expect him to be back soon."

"Demon Holy City?" Puzzled, he asked. "Where am I now?"

"About a hundred miles east of the Flame Mountain, the Demon Holy City is nearby, and it is the capital of the Flame Demon Kingdom, but the Supreme Treasure is worried that the chaos in the city will disturb you, the master, so he will place the master in this small valley in the mountains." The jade scorpion spirit replied.

Yi Nanping thought for a moment and replied. "In that case, let's go to the Demon Holy City and have a look."

Immediately, Yi Nanping got up from the bed, wearing the scholar's robe sent by the jade scorpion essence, but his hair was ......

Poor and unfortunate that I have never had the trouble of hair in this life, and I have never taken care of my hair, looking at the long hair full of thick shawls, I feel uncomfortable, but I don't know where to start.

"Master, I'll help you." , and at the same time, the empathetic jade scorpion spirit took the initiative to step forward, and his fingers deftly arranged his hair for Yi Nanping.

In a moment's time, with the assistance of the jade scorpion essence, a handsome boy appeared among the flowers.

It is different from the elegance and harmony of the past, and the handsomeness gives people a feeling of being like a Buddha.

At this moment, under the skillful fingers of the jade scorpion elf, and under the background of the carefully arranged hair, Yi Yiping is like a beautiful son in the world, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his facial features are perfect, and the elegant temperament on his body has satisfied the fantasies of countless girls.

"Wow ......"

Yi Nanping instinctively shrouded himself with a layer of "light of the righteous path" to cover up, but with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the "light of the righteous path" floating on the surface of his body, and instead let it circulate in his body, so as to avoid being inadvertently seen by the immortal gods to see the truth clearly, or to plot with supernatural powers.

After all......

Yi Nanping looked at the appearance reflected in the pond, that is, even Yi Nanping himself could not recognize the person in front of him, it was Tang Sanzang.

Perhaps, the level of handsomeness is similar, but the two are not the same style.

"Alas...... The difference between having hair and not having hair is so great......"

Yi Nanping recalled the scene in his previous life about those handsome guys who wore wigs and became uncles in seconds, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Fortunately, the appearance of the poor monk has been struggling to support it in the past, otherwise I am afraid that it will also lose face."