442. The matter of the assembly of the three religions of man, expoundment, and interception was erased by the two saints by means against the sky?

In a col in the Wuyi Mountains, the breeze is blowing, and the insects are calling and the birds are singing. A small cyan snake swam out of the grass, and before it could check its surroundings, it was pinched seven inches by a crystal jade hand and stuffed into a navy blue gourd.

"The Wuyi Mountain in this world is different, there are snakes with real dragon blood, well, it must be very strong when used to make wine."

Chu Feng, who was dressed in a black and white robe and holding a gourd, was full of smiles.

Half a day has passed since he fought in the sky above Xiqi, and for the first time he has made a move with the veteran Jin Immortal, Chu Feng feels the strength of the other party from the bottom of his heart.

It is worthy of being a person who has cultivated for millions of years.

I remember reading a sentence there that if you give a pig millions of years, he can also cultivate a myth.

This is true, if it weren't for the fact that he often took top-level pills on weekdays, Chu Feng felt that he might not be able to get out of the way.

To be honest, in order to reach the level of the Golden Immortal, the effect of the pill is no longer great, otherwise Chu Feng would not have taken so many medicines and stayed at the level of the Golden Immortal for so long.

"Master, what do you think of this white snake? She also has true dragon blood. ”

The grass was peeled open, and Nezha, who was only wearing a belly pocket, had a bare little buttocks, happily carrying a snake that was obviously suffering from albinism.

"Snakes with albinism, forget it, let them go"

Chu Feng subconsciously thought of Bai Suzhen, although she didn't cultivate in this place, it was difficult to guarantee that she had been here.

If Bai Suzhen in the future is drunk by his Chu Dao Chang, Xu Xian will not become a single dog.

Nezha sighed, obediently let go of the white snake, stared at the swimming snake for a while, Nezha turned his head, and asked suspiciously: "Master, why do many snakes here have the blood of real dragons, aren't snakes and dragons two races?" ”

"Don't ask this question, children"

Chu Feng was sweating wildly in his heart, and he couldn't tell Nezha, who was less than a year old, that dragons are lewd, so what, dragon horses, chinchillas, Xuanwu, and Jiaolong, there are all things that cannot be said.

"By the way, master, the second master has been sitting there for almost three hours, and he hasn't said a word."

Nezha suddenly tilted his head and said.

Since he evacuated from Xiqi half a day ago and came to Wuyi Mountain, Shen Gongbao was stupid, just sitting like that, ignoring no one.

"Let's see"

Chu Feng teleported over directly.

Shen Gongbao, who was sitting under a hundred-year-old tree, saw Chu Feng appear, and his numb expression turned into unconcealable sadness and indignation.

"Brother Dao, just now Senior Brother Antarctica said that the master was going to expel me from the teachings, and this matter was obviously asked by the master to do it. How did I become mine, they think of me as something, an outcast. ”

Chu Feng walked over and sat down next to Shen Gongbao.

"There are two possibilities, one is that the Antarctic Immortal Weng knows, judging from the previous arrangement, you are the scum of the teaching, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng who is as clear as water will naturally not join you in the same stream; Another possibility, and the worst, is that the previous incident of the Three Sects Conference of the Jade Void Palace was erased by the two saints by means against the sky, and now only we know about the god list. ”

Hearing Chu Feng's analysis, especially the second one, Shen Gongbao's face was incredulous.

"In order to make the god list, they actually did such a thing. Isn't that the same as pushing us into a fire pit? ”

Chu Feng snorted, what is this, saints are not dead, thieves are not stopped, these saints are not the existence of treating sentient beings as dogs.

In order to avoid a super tribulation that threatens them, not to mention erasing the memories of most people, pushing two people into the fire pit is to kill all of them and recreate the world, and they can do it.

"You're okay, you are a disciple of the Taiqing Sage, his disciples are scarce, he will definitely come back to save you at a critical moment, I will be miserable, I will not be loved by the master in Kunlun, this time I have become an outcast, it must be the end of no return."

Shen Gongbao looked depressed.

Back then, when he was in his prime, when he was full of spirit, he thought that he was worshipping under the saint who countless people couldn't ask for, and he was a step into the dragon gate, but he didn't expect that decades had passed, and it was such an ending.

Knowing this earlier, it is better to cultivate in a place with good scenery of mountains and rivers.

"You are wrong, among the three saints, the most ruthless is my cheap master, too pure saint, too forgetful, not just talking, otherwise why do you think he has so few apprentices; The second is your master, he must protect those who value him, such as the twelve golden immortals, and those who don't value him, then hehe; In the end, the Tongtian Sect Master, although he participated in the plan to seal the gods, but he is a man of temperament, he will definitely not sit idly by and watch his disciples die massively on a large scale, and he will definitely take action when the time comes, alas, the saint war is inevitable. ”

Chu Feng's eyes inferred the future with a deep gaze.

Well, the inference is that relative to Shen Gongbao, this is something that will definitely happen.

Who would have thought that in a few years, not only would a large number of immortal cultivators fall and become slaves of the Heavenly Court, but the high-ranking Shangqing Saint Tongtian Sect Master would also be defeated and imprisoned. (Except for those in the heavenly court who hear and don't listen to the announcement, they are not true spirits on the list, and for the heavenly court, if they don't want to be birds, they won't be birds.) )

Shen Gongbao looked at Chu Feng in disbelief.

"What do you say, the saints will also participate in the war, it can't be, since the flood famine, the saints, especially the Sanqing, have never had a conflict."

Chu Feng, who was about to say more, suddenly felt a palpitation, suspected that a saint was peeping here, coughed a few times, and did not say any more.

In the middle of the sound, Shen Gongbao looked at the sky, as if talking to himself: "What will I do in the future, do you want to go all the way to the dark on the road of abandoning the son, I am unwilling." ”

Chu Feng didn't speak this time, under the manipulation of the saint, he, a person from another world, could play a limited role, not to mention Shen Gongbao, who was destined to be tragic.

At some point, in the evening, the glow from the west shrouded the Wuyi Mountain, which was surrounded by a thin mist, as if it had covered the whole mountain with a golden coat.

Nezha, who was chasing a sika deer, ran like the wind, and after a while, he turned back again, but he was chasing a fierce saber-toothed tiger.

Chu Feng remained motionless, admiring everything in front of him.

The night crept down, leaving only a sigh.

I don't know if it was sent by Chu Feng or Shen Gongbao.

……

In the city of song in the spring of March, at night, there is a bit of material that has not gone away. The night watchman, every time he strikes the gong, he will tighten the leaky cuffs.

At the highest point in the city, Lutai, which took half a year to build, looked down on the entire Chaoge City like a giant beast in the night.

The husband looked in the direction of Lutai, smiled bitterly, and touched his shriveled stomach and walked away.

Suddenly, like a silver bottle bursting through the slurry, the silent night was illuminated by the torches on the deer platform.

The noisy sound of gongs and drums alarmed the small half of the Song City. Thousands of people looked at Lutai, the mountain-like Lutai was built, and the king and his beloved Su Niangniang should be looking for fun.