Flood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the sea, when the scene appeared, the Dragon Saint saw that the Taoist was wearing a Taoist robe.

Its mountains, rivers, sun and moon, all kinds of life..

"It's Dao Ancestor!"

Like the innate feeling of a saint, after recognizing it at a glance, Long Sheng's heart was frightened, and he wanted to speak.

"Cui Ming has no enmity with you, why is he bad for cause and effect.."

In the scene, the Taoist poked out with a palm, as if he had passed through countless time and space.

Wow—

Light and shadow flow, and the stream rolled.

When everyone by the stream watched, they saw a nine-colored dragon with more than nine feet in size, jumping out of the stream and kneeling down in front of Chen Peng.

"Dao Ancestor!"

After the frightened words, after the Jiuzhang Shenlong turned into a middle-aged man, he immediately knelt down to the Taoist in front of him and said, "Xiaolong knows his mistake.."

Cui Ming begged for treasure, although he was killed because of Jin Sheng.

But in the final analysis, the fault lies with the body of the Dragon Saint.

"And Cui Ming was rescued by Dao Ancestor after an unknown number of lives." The dragon saint kowtowed, frightened and confused.

Frightened, he was punished by Dao Ancestor, fearing that his life would not be guaranteed.

What is confusing is that there are some thin aura in the air, which is not worse than in the flood wilderness.

And the house in front of him is different from the house during the flood, and Cui Ming, who is like a wealthy businessman, knows that it is no longer a flood.

"It turns out that Dao Ancestor is in the afterlife.."

The Dragon Saint guessed and was frightened, but before he heard Dao Ancestor's question, he hurriedly knelt forward and bowed two steps forward and said, "Dao Ancestor, Xiaolong really knows his mistake.."

"It can only be said that each has its own interests, and there is no right or wrong." Cui Ming muttered when he heard it, and there was a calm look in his eyes.

After all, for him, the flood is a thing of the past, and the past is a thing of the past.

The words of the dragon saint are sincere, like the words of the heart.

When he heard it at this time, he couldn't help but feel relief and sympathy.

"But Daozu doesn't say anything, who dares to plead." Zheng Hu shook his head.

"I'm afraid it's difficult." Wu Tu was silent.

"It's pitiful." Zheng Qi looked at the dragon saint who kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The crowd was silent, and the brook was quiet.

There was only the voice of the Dragon Saint begging for mercy.

"Dao Ancestor.."

"Mistakes are forgivable."

Maybe it's everyone's sympathy, or maybe Chen Peng has some purpose.

When he seemed to feel something, he said to Long Sheng, who begged for mercy: "But I need you to stay in one place for a hundred years, and I will draw you a gut."

The words just fell.

"Little Dragon Wish!" Long Sheng was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, he crisscrossed the desolate world, and now he just wants to save his life.

"And Dao Ancestor only smokes one soul and one soul from me."

Thinking in his heart, when the Dragon Saint opened his mouth, everyone by the stream saw an illusory soul, and a colorful gall floated out of the Dragon Saint's mouth, suspended and empty.

"Thank you Daozu for your mercy.." The dragon saint bows.

Courage peeled off, although he was a little weak, but his face still had the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"My origin, there are nine spirits and nine guts, as long as the Dao Ancestor does not take the word of the little dragon, after a thousand years, it can be condensed into one courage and one courage again."

After all, the saint is immortal.

Although the origin is drawn, as long as you don't die, you can still recover in the end.

And the illusory and transparent soul that was extracted in the air was colorful and condensed gentian.

"There's an opportunity."

Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and his palms fell into his palms after they stretched out.

"You go to a mountain in Nanyang, and in a few years, there will be a person who calls Zhuge Liang to live in seclusion there." Chen Peng opened his mouth, and when he pointed his finger on Long Sheng's forehead, he instructed him: "After this person lives in seclusion, you need to protect him and avoid disturbing people outside the world, until he is willing to be born to do it."

"Obey the decree of the Dao Ancestor!" The dragon saint prostrates.

When Chen Peng's finger was pointed just now, the appearance of the world and his name had already appeared in his mind.

"It was in the middle of a mountain." Long Sheng thought in his heart, bowed to Chen Peng again, got up and looked at the people around him to show kindness, and then headed towards Nanyang..

"Zheng Hu."

Long Sheng left, Chen Peng opened his mouth, and when he handed the courage in his hand to Zheng Hu, he smiled and said, "Gu Rong has a word, the person you are waiting for has come..."

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Ancestral mountains and forests.

The sun is shaded by dense foliage.

In the dim and quiet woods, the two of them walked cautiously before stepping into a clearing in the woods.

"Brother Boju,"

A young man spoke, pointing ahead and wondering, "We seem to be back here?"

"It seems to be."

Following the young man's point, the big man named Bo Jue looked at the sword marks on the two trees in front of him and said, "We have indeed returned to the same place."

Sword marks, which are the trees marked by young people when they are afraid of getting lost.

And not only that, there are also a few stones around the two to form a circle, which they also deliberately placed before.

But the forest is weird, as if someone deliberately did it, every time he comes alone or with troops in the past five years, it doesn't matter if he comes alone.

Everyone is holding a rope, marking everywhere, or climbing the branches to watch.

"Every time you go deep into the woods, you come back here."

The scenery among the trees was still the same, and after some time, Bo Jue shook his head when he returned to the clearing again.

Once a life-saving benefactor, like a small village in a paradise.

In retrospect, although missing.

But now his official position is getting higher and higher, and his affairs are becoming more and more onerous.

"I can only wait until I pay off the alien race, and then come back next year."

When he returned to the same place again, Bo Jue looked at the exit of the mountains and forests behind him, and apologized to the young man beside him: "Today, you came to be a guest at your brother's house, you should have been entertained with good wine and food, but my brother let you wander around the mountains and forests..."

The big man named Bo Jue is Zheng Hu's friend, Gongsun Zhan.

And the young man next to him was a friend he made when he fought against foreign races for a year.

"Strong in martial arts, loyal and righteous."

One man and one horse, outside the border pass and a town, killed 300 alien races to flee with horses.

Gongsun Zhan, who came from Youzhou not far to support, was impressed by the young man's martial arts at first sight.

It can be said that one person is bold, and the other person is free and easy.

Although the young man did not want to join the army, the two became friends.

"Although he is not a soldier, he is often stationed outside the border pass town, killing foreign races and keeping the people outside the border safe." Gongsun Chan was deeply impressed.

And the years passed.

Today's young man came to Youzhou to look for him to drink, but he didn't expect that it happened that Gongsun Chan had nothing to do after the autumn today, and he was about to go to the mountains and forests to find his benefactor and friend.

"I'm sorry brother." Gongsun Chan recalled and apologized to him.

"Brother is serious."

Hearing Bo Jue's words, the young man disagreed, and a smile appeared on his handsome face and said, "It is not in vain to see this strange place."

Martial arts cultivation, travel the world.

"It's the first time I've seen such a strange place."

The young man showed curiosity, and was subconsciously carving another sword mark.

Whew—

Like a breeze blowing, the leaves gradually fall.

In the wind in the forest, he saw two figures in the clearing.

"What is this?" The young man was surprised and looked at the two of them intently.

One of the strong men was dressed in a vast and energetic suit, and the other old man was dressed in a grass green robe.

"These two people's cultivation is much higher than my master!" The youth clenched his sword.

The big man in front of him was silent, but his every move was like a mountain pressing on the top.

Although the old man is kind, he stands quietly, as if the mountains and forests are integrated.

"I'm afraid it's these two people, not only in the foundation building period." Young people concentrating.

In his thoughts, his master's cultivation has reached the early stage of foundation building, and he has already existed like an immortal in the world, and thousands of idle people are not necessarily his opponents.

"But I can feel that my master is afraid that he has no power to fight back in front of these two people."

The young man moved quietly, although cautious, but not afraid, when he was about to escort Gongsun Zan to evacuate.

"Brother Boju."

As the words rang out, he only listened to the strong man speak, smiling.

"It's hard to get to know each other.." Feeling that the strong man had no killing intent, the young man couldn't help but stop and look at Gongsun Zhan.

"Are you Brother Zheng?" Gongsun Chan was excited.

When Zheng Hu appeared, he was puzzled, but he was not sure.

After all, Zheng Hu is now a cultivator above the Heavenly Immortals, not to mention his appearance, just his demeanor and the like are earlier than before.

Suddenly, like clouds and smoke.

"It's like a legendary immortal!"

Gongsun Chan was surprised and puzzled, but now when he heard the familiar words, after watching them carefully.

"It's Brother Zheng!"

The reunion after a long absence made Gongsun Chan show a surprise, and after leaving behind his previous thoughts, he ran forward two steps and said, "I've been looking for my brother for a long time."

For five years, at the end of every year, after the autumn harvest, I came to look for it.

Disappointment, relentless.

"It's a bitter brother.." Zheng Hu sighed and looked at a spear in Gu Rong's hand.

Its wood is like iron, like jade and stone.

This is Zheng Hu's previous entrustment, so that the ancient banyan prepared the 10,000-year-old wood to transform.

"Brother Boju."

Zheng Hu smiled, looked at the surprised two, and took the spear in his hand.

And the other palm spread out, a colorful gentian and illusory soul floated out, as if someone was guiding into the spear, a strange light flashed, and the entire mountain forest was illuminated in an instant.

Surprised, confused, and the two were stunned.

"You used to give me a personal saber, and now I will give you a gentian spear."

..

It's like a dream.

night

Outside the mountains and forests.

Gongsun Chan carried the gun of gentian on his back, and without saying a word, he rode a horse parallel to the young man.

"Zilong, my martial arts skills are not high, I'm afraid I've wasted the gentian spear.." Gongsun Chan suddenly spoke, recalling.

For a year, the young man was alone at the border.

During the year, in order to protect the people, he was often injured by foreign swords.

"Loyalty, chivalry."

Gongsun Chan opened his mouth and looked sideways, and the young man who was not discolored because of his spear said solemnly: "I hope you can bring this spear to the common people of the world, to protect the people, to be loyal to them, and to kill all the aliens for my Han."