"Fat Nizi, where is the person you chose?"

Mr. Zijin put down Kong Qionglou with one foot, felt incomprehensible, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, he went up and stepped on a few more feet, and then straightened his clothes as if nothing had happened, and sat back under the tree.

"Mr. Hui, you're still on the way, just choose one when the time comes. ”

Mai Jiangu was shouted the most taboo word, but it seemed to be a great honor.

She said obediently: "The time is near, whether it is life or death, I will know that I will come and say goodbye to you before crossing the sea." Suddenly, he thought of something again, and there was a bit of expectation in his eyes, "By the way, Mr. deliberately asked people to greet him halfway, which is a heavy courtesy, do you have any entrustment and parting words?"

"Hmph, what do you think of this place, and give you a message? I have nothing to entrust, and I didn't let anyone greet you!"

Mai Jiangu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Kong Qionglou who was rolling all over the ground, and found that someone dared to deceive the fairy.

"Quick, help Lao Tzu into the house!!" Kong Qionglou didn't have time to pay attention to her, her expression twitched.

The mermaid fairy and Nian Ci walked over distressedly and picked him up from left to right. He hid in the house and slammed the door shut!

Mr. Zijin added two glasses of green plum wine, pushed one of them outward, and pointed to the wine cup to the few people standing, rewarding people to drink, but not saying who to reward. Mai Jian Gu, the Holy Buddha and the three demon lords looked at each other, and they couldn't understand what Mr. meant. It must be one of the five rewards, but no one is sure that it is themselves.

"Reward for the dirty monk!"

After a moment's hesitation, Kong Qionglou's grinning call came from inside the house.

Mr. Zijin snorted coldly: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person, it seems that you still kick lightly." ”

Everyone outside was stunned, obviously he guessed correctly, this lamp was really for the Holy Buddha.

"Bodhidharma lasts forever, Mr. Xie gives wine. The Holy Buddha hurriedly stepped forward, holding the wine cup with both hands, and naturally he would not die and said that we monks don't drink, and he fell on his back. But his expression was still full of doubt. Even when he was sheltering in the yard, the gentleman never lifted him up like this.

"I respect you for your ruthlessness!"

It was just a sudden moment.

Mr. Zijin teased in a mocking tone, "If Bodhidharma knew that the realm he came from had a ruthless disciple like you, would he be very gratified?"

The Holy Buddha's expression changed drastically, and he saluted: "Sir...... Do you know my Realm Patriarch?"

Mr. Zijin rarely talks about the things on the other side of the bitter sea, and there are not many opportunities to listen to him talk about these things!

"That little monk, who is with me to divide the Holy Ancients, naturally recognizes it. He erected a piece of Dharma Pure Land on the opposite bank and revitalized Buddhism with Zen Buddhism. If you are lucky, you should have the opportunity to pay homage to the honor of the ancestors of Zen Buddhism. It's nothing to look at, it's as dirty as you, but his heart is clean. ”

"Sir, what about me?"

Mai Jian Gu seized the golden opportunity and hurriedly asked, "The first ascendant in my realm, the female sword fairy Gongsun Auntie, do you also recognize it?"

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun clan, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions, and recognized it, and it was also a junior. Mr. Zijin looked at Mai Jiangu and frowned slightly: "You fat girl, why are you fat again? That Aunt Gongsun's Xihe sword dance is so good-looking, I'm afraid you can't compare!"

"I, I'm buried here, if it weren't for the battle, how could I be so fat?" Mai Jiangu explained in a whisper, feeling aggrieved, "Or, or I'll dance for you too, people dance beautifully!"

"You're awkward, sir's eyes are still useful!" Mr. Zijin hurriedly stopped, not wanting to see her swing the hammer.

Bodhidharma and Aunt Gongsun both called themselves juniors in front of him? Several big people knew that Mr. Zijin was powerful, and they came from the opposite side, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful. In her realm, Aunt Gongsun has soared for tens of thousands of years. In the realm of the Holy Buddha, the age of the Bodhidharma Patriarch's ascension is even older!

As soon as it came to the critical place, the three demon lords also wanted to take the opportunity to inquire if the first ascendant of their respective nether realms was still there, but the door of the house opened, Kong Qionglou's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he walked out with the support of the wall. Finding that everyone's eyes moved down their lower abdomen, they subconsciously comforted the mermaid fairy, Nian Ci and Mai Jiangu.

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

The mermaid fairy's face was slightly red with shame, and Nian Ci pretended not to understand, but Mai Jian Gu gritted her teeth, what is good, can you tell your aunt and grandmother?!

Kong Qionglou cautiously touched the edge of the table and sat down, and said something that only Mr. Zijin could understand: "The feud in the dream, even if it is over, Mr. don't do it again." I can, but you can't, it's too bad!"

"Hmph. ”

Mr. Zijin no longer confided in his mysteries, poured a glass of wine for Kong Qionglou, and pushed it in front of him. didn't say anything about secretly drinking green plum wine, but also put up a score and refused to drink it. The gentleman is too calculating, and it doesn't count if he drinks secretly, but there must be a reason for him to invite you to eat and drink. This one means to thank him for accidentally facilitating a dream encounter.

Kong Qionglou didn't want to be fooled by him so easily, it was inconvenient to speak at the moment, and when a few big names on the star list left, he would see if he could deceive some exercises and other oil and water.

Bixiao's cultivation method is not only the six basic star techniques, on the contrary, it is only the beginning.

Astrology is the foundation of the realm, you can create it yourself, and there are also those left by your predecessors. With Kong Qionglou's talent, he can naturally grope to create his own star art. But time is of the essence, and there are ready-made best.

"There's nothing to say goodbye to when you're dead, and there's no need to be alive, let's go, go and fight for your life!"

Mai Jiangu didn't stay long, and they were all blown away by Mr. Zijin, and they didn't plan to stay longer. Before leaving, he asked a few words to the heirs of the forces they had chosen. Say that the next disaster is your stage, and you must remember to rebuild the great forces, and do not disappoint our expectations.

It seems sad, but in fact it doesn't hurt.

"What did Mr. talk to Dao Ancestor about?" Kong Qionglou began to ask, "Did he mention me, and didn't ask you to give me some ancient magic cheats?"

"It's your business!"

Kong Qionglou pouted, and the boss was unhappy: "Without me, even if Mr. sleeps until he is old, he may not be able to bump into a big dream!"

Seeing his begging virtue, Mr. Zijin was laughed at angrily.

Looking up at the blood-colored sky, he muttered, "You can also reside at the same time by cultivating the Fa in advance, I really don't know what kind of demon you are?"

"Want to ......"

"No!!"

Kong Qionglou is angry.

"The exercises can no longer be given to you, on top of that, the respective astral skills vary from person to person, and they are related to the future achievement of the Great Dao. You already have a Taixuan Sutra in your mind, and you have also dreamed of the great opportunity of the Ancient Dao Ancestor. Once you start practicing, you will be able to comprehend the astral arts very quickly, needless to say. ”

"Hey, if you don't give it, you won't give it, why is it so reasonable? I don't know, I really think that Mr. is a teacher. Kong Qionglou begged for a long time, and found that there was really no hope, so he had to pick up the wine cup and drink it all, not drinking in vain. But it is still uncertain what the nature of that dream was.

Ancient Dao Ancestor, still alive in a corner of the Dead Realm, or does it only exist in a dream?

"The ancients are great, it's amazing, you and I are actually stained with the light of that beast. ”

"Before, I didn't believe it. ”

"But in ancient times, there were many great talents, and there was no lack of great wisdom and enlightenment, and in order to achieve the goal of eternal life, it was clear that many different paths were taken. What is eternal life? What is me? Since the body is a burden sooner or later, it is simply discarded and turned into an ethereal rule!"

"Being part of immortality is also inseparable from death...... The ancients were too cruel to themselves. ”

Listening to his words, the Ancient Dao Ancestor seemed to have incarnated into some kind of rule, and even the infant eating ancient beast phantom in the cemetery belonged to this category. And the rules of the Dead Realm are complex, some are just, some protect the Ascended, and some are biased in favor of the dead...... Together, they form a delicate balance.

But it can basically be concluded that the mentally retarded bull head was most likely the mount of the ancient Dao Ancestor back then!

"Stinky boy, I've been good enough with you, don't be dissatisfied. Don't think that the Supreme Dharma can be no bigger or smaller. In the final analysis, your fate with Li Housheng was also facilitated by me. Who do you think showed him the way to challenge the god of death who guarded the Mengyao realm?"

The Coffin, usually named after the first ascendant.

Mr. Zijin was able to stay in the Ascension Cemetery, and he knew many things here better than other Saint Gu Supremes. Before Shixian challenged the god of death, he specially came to ask him for advice, among the three thousand god of death, which one was the weakest? He showed a way, the one who guarded the "Mengyao Realm" was the weakest!

The shock in Kong Qionglou's heart can be imagined, the terrifying girl Grim Reaper is at the bottom of the three thousand?!

"This ......"

At that moment, he told him about the encounter with the Night Slaughter Princess in the abyss, omitting the fragrance, and asked about the relationship between the royal family and the god of death.

Mr. Zijin pointed to the Buddha King and the demons who had taken refuge, "I told you that it was an injustice to the other ascendants, and you will soon understand that everyone is evolving." ”

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......

Ten Thousand Demon Towers chose a one-horned rhinoceros, which was carved like white jade. Tianya Pavilion chose an owl, colorful and colorful. The master of the Cape Hall brought a small turtle with a snail shell on his back, and he happened to make a pair of turtle kings. The three big demons are all strong demons of the demon clan who are off the list of stars, and the worst ones are also ranked in front of the Cloud Gate Lonely Lamp!

I couldn't understand the conversation between the two at all, but I was more and more in awe of Kong Qionglou.

I am grateful to be selected, but in fact, I still want to fight with the big guys. Only when I entered this courtyard did I know how great Mr. Zijin was, but there was obviously a chance in front of him, who was willing to wait another three hundred and sixty years? This land of white bones was fed up in a few days, but he did not dare to go against the will of several masters.

Especially the Cloud Gate Lonely Lamp, the Holy Buddha walked away with himself still in the courtyard, and his miserable expression was indescribable!

"Senior Brother Yunmen, don't worry, Master Kong understands righteousness, you will be fine. ”

Kong Qionglou looked at the Buddha King, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth always made people feel cruel!

In the courtyard, there is no distinction between life and death, and they are all protected by Mr. Zijin. But you can't kill people, and you'll be beaten half to death, right? After the Holy Buddha left, he really did it.

The scream of the lonely lamp in Yunmen was like a little girl who had fallen into the clutches of the devil: "Devil, you, what are you doing?!"

"The Buddha King, right? Eighty-one, right? Cloud Gate Lonely Lamp, right? Oh, you still dare to hide and stretch your face over...... It's not the left cheek, it's the right cheek!"

Take out the Buddha King who is huddled in the corner, and make a critical hit, using the dragon tendon as a whip, and whip it up. It's over, and there are two monkeys, and then Nianci, boiled fish, and leprosy dogs...... In the next few days, Yunmen Gudeng was bruised and purple, and the swelling never went away at all.

But he was glad in his heart, because of his poor ability, he had not been able to kill Kong Qionglou's brother!