The old tree root didn't wait for Yue Peng to ask, and knelt on the ground with a plop and shouted: "Disciple Peng Hu, I can hear the immortal singing, and I admire it, so I came to ask about the way of transforming into a human body." [Reading Network]"

Yue Pengyun gathered a wisp of essence in his eyes, and suddenly saw through his true appearance, laughed in his heart, and asked casually: "You old tree spirit is also motivated, but I am not an immortal, and I don't have any way to transform into a shape, you can go, and if you cultivate on the mountain for another five or seven hundred years, you will definitely be able to take off this ugly shell and change into an immortal wind bone." ”

Where is Peng Hu willing to listen? Just begging bitterly, Yue Peng was a little impatient, and when he wanted to kill this old tree spirit, he felt that Peng Hu was sincere, and he was not offended, just because of the entanglement, he shot to destroy him for hundreds of years, and it seemed that he was a little unbearable.

Yue Peng's mind turned a few times, and suddenly he had a plan, and shouted loudly: "If you want to learn to change your human body, it's not difficult, but this avenue refuses to be passed on lightly, if you are willing to be a disciple, serve well, and be loyal on weekdays, why not teach you such a wonderful technique." ”

When Peng Ju heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and said in a loud voice: "I am willing to be a disciple, I am willing to be a disciple!"

Yue Peng shook his head and shouted: "But you are so ugly, and your body is so stubborn, how can you practice with me? And you have changed one thing, so it is easy to carry!"

Peng Ju suddenly wondered: "The disciple will not change anything!"

Yue Peng pointed his hand and shouted, "Don't shirk, don't come yet!"

But it was this bird who was anxious, and wanted to try the finger of Zhun Ti for the treasure song, whether it could be used on the monster, he stretched out his hand and didn't tighten his fingers, and the old tree root Peng pot suddenly spun around, and rolled seven or eight times on the ground, turning into a big teapot with the roots of an old tree, with an ancient shape, and kept shouting: "Dizzy! Dizzy! Master don't mess with me!"

"Yes, such a good object, if I have a guest to visit in the future, you will make a pot of tea and consider it, which can be regarded as a feeling!"

Yue Peng flicked his sleeves, took the Peng pot, and went up the mountain proudly.

Although the image of the Peng pot is ugly, but it is extremely clean and self-conscious, in Yue Peng's sleeve I heard this new master, muttering in his mouth, looking for a cave to settle in, and hurriedly offered it attentively: "The disciple has a cave on this mountain, although it is not magnificent enough, but it is also elegant, if the master is not disgusted, why not settle down there?"

Yue Peng was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately asked Peng Hu to show the way, and when he found Peng Hu's residence, he saw that this cave was extremely quiet, clean, and there were five stone rooms inside and outside, and he was very satisfied, so he settled down.

Yue Peng didn't care, the little black dragon was helpless, and scolded Yue Peng over and over, and in the end, even the scolding words were not fresh, so he could only find a place in the Huai River to live first. Although he grew up in the Western Religious Holy Land, in the Eight Scenic Merit Pool behind the Sumeru Ling Mountain, he did not have the opportunity to listen to the Buddha, Bodhisattva, and King Ming**, and he did not have any Taoism, so he came to rely on Yue Peng's support. The little black dragon hated Yue Peng in words, letting this grumpy bird abandon him, and he didn't dare to go back to Mount Meru to complain, but he was anxious in his heart, thinking about how to go all day long.

Curled up in the eyes of the water for ** days, the little black dragon listened to the movement on the shore every day, and did not see Yue Peng come back, and thought in his heart: "Although the lord of Zhun Ti has allowed me to be the dragon king of the Huai River, but if there is no strong reinforcement, how can I sit in this position? Since the bird is unreliable, I might as well go and find someone else to help." At the beginning, a golden turtle that was cultivating in the merit pool with me was said to have already had an Arhat fruit position, so he set up a dojo in Wanfeng Mountain near the Huai River, and went to him to ask for help, which was more reliable than waiting for the Dapeng bird. ”

The little black dragon thought about it in his belly, and felt that his idea was good, so he swam ashore in separate waves, rolled on the spot, and turned into a young man in black, with two buns on his head, and his head horns were grandiose, but he was also very handsome. He put his foot down, raised a black cloud, and went straight to Wanfeng Mountain.

Yue Peng was cultivating in Peng Hu's cave mansion, and when he closed his eyes to recuperate, he suddenly felt a blood rush, pinched his fingers, and couldn't help laughing: "A little loach also wants to turn out of my palm, you are still ten thousand years away!" He turned over his robe, released Peng Ju, and shouted: "You look at the portal, I will come when I go!"

Poor Peng Ju, he worshiped a master in vain, gave away his cave mansion, and also had a job as a gatekeeper, but he could only watch Yue Peng disappear without a trace with a golden light, and I don't know if this master will return.

Although the little black dragon can soar through the clouds and control the fog, how can it be faster than the Tianpeng vertical and horizontal method taught by Tongtian? With only a stick of incense, Yue Peng caught up, and this bird was also in a hurry, refusing to show up, and stealth in mid-air, but followed behind without moving forward or backward, to see where this little black dragon went.

The black-clothed young man incarnated by the little black dragon, unaware that he was following this ruthless man behind him, rushed all the way to the clouds, flew for seven or eight hours, and then fell on Wanfeng Mountain, shouting loudly: "Brother Jinao, I am the old man of the Eight Views Merit Pool, and the black scales came to visit!"

The Jin Ao Daoist is strong, and the backing is hard, and he has trained thousands of little demons in his own mountain field, but he is also powerful, and his life is free. Hearing that someone at the foot of the mountain shouted that the old man of the Eight Scenic Merit Pond was visiting, he thought in his heart: "Which water tribe has become the climate and was sent down the mountain by the old man Zhun Ti?" He didn't dare to slack off, drank five hundred erlang, lined up the grand ceremony, and welcomed him down the mountain.

The little black dragon Black Scales saw that this Jin Ao was generous to him, and he was overjoyed, hurriedly tidied up his clothes, stood at the mountain pass and shouted: "Brother Jin Ao Dao is really beautiful, which makes people envious." When the Jinao Daoist saw this little black dragon, he didn't know it, so he couldn't help but ask: "This Taoist friend is very tight, I don't know which old man it is?"

The little black dragon's face was pale, and he said: "I am the black dragon that has been in the fire for 1,700 years, and the black scales who often play in the pool with Brother Dao. Only then did Jin Ao realize the origin of the little black dragon, and he suddenly looked down on it. This Jinao Daoist also practiced penance for 16,000 years before he became an Arhat. The little black dragon is not a character at all in the Eight Views Meritorious Pool, but he still comes to the horse, every time there is a Buddha and Bodhisattva, the two saints watch by the pool, he will shake his head and tail and come out to be happy, which is quite the favor of several immortals and Buddhas.