Chapter 227: The Red Flower Lang (Page 1/1)

The old man was childish, tall and fat, wearing an ancient Hanfu with a round neck and ties, red at the top and bottom, and holding a green rattan cane.

After a loud roar, someone who broke away from the boy's body and regained an altitude of one meter eighty-six immediately looked petite and slender.

Man Jianghong took a step back silently, looked up and down, guessing that this person must be a phoenix tree elf, and the current environment is similar to the too illusory realm under the eagle's beak cliff. At that time, Qionghua and Green Calyx spent a lot of effort to pull themselves in. And the old man in front of him can also be dragged in when he is conscious, and his spiritual power is far stronger than Qionghua, and he is not lost to the Tianlong Relic, which is really difficult to deal with.

It's not uncommon to wear ancient Hanfu, do you still expect to wear a suit? It's not uncommon for the top and bottom to be all red, and the flowers and leaves of the phoenix tree are all red, and there is no other color to choose from. The problem is that this thing is as fat as a mountain of meat, which is really insulting to the title of elf. Buddhism doesn't care about the appearance of the skin, it can be "wide in heart and fat in body", but it is not fat to this extent. The Daomen pays attention to the dust, the Dao bones are fairy, and the people who have risen in the past generations almost don't see fat people.

The old man saw that Man Jianghong was just looking up and down without making a sound, his eyes widened, and he scolded: "What do you see? I'm just not very thin." Seeing that the other party looked stunned, he stroked his towering belly again, and comforted himself: "Fat but not greasy, fat but not greasy." ”

Damn, this thing actually speaks fluent Mandarin Chinese, not Fusang language.

Someone put away his surprise and solemnly raised his hand to make a gesture.

"Jiang Hong has seen my husband. Please ask for advice......"

"It's called the old man Honghualang. ”

I'm dizzy, I'm down!

Man Jianghong's arms were stiff and couldn't be retracted for a long time, and his face twitched. You really dare to be shameless, what is the difference between it and the old fat woman's name "Xiao Tiantian"?

The old man seemed to be accustomed to this strange demeanor, and said impatiently:

"What's so funny? I still remember the boy riding a bamboo horse, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a pulsatilla...... The old man's body is this phoenix tree...... Rest assured, the old man and you are not friends or enemies. The grass and tree elves are kind and harmless by nature, except for a very few man-eating flowers and killing trees, which were killed by you human monks more than a thousand years ago...... There's enough time, you and I'll talk. ”

The turquoise rattan cane was a little bit, and two stone benches appeared out of thin air, and the two sat down.

"Long story short. At noon, the Zen master of Yangon Monastery passed through the field and asked for a favor. said that if a young man escaped under a tree in the afternoon, he would be trapped for half a day...... Do you know what that means?"

Man Jianghong nodded.

Tokugawa Yasu must have regarded the Seraphs as cultivators sent by the Federation, and carefully prepared this ambush. The wilderness is unobstructed, and only this huge phoenix tree can shelter it. The spirit of the tree is vast, and they dare not attack casually. But as long as you trap yourself for a long time, wait for the army to enter the city, and make peace with the federal envoy and obtain provisional recognition, then all opposition will be in vain.

"The old man has lived for more than 2,000 years, and he is tired of seeing you humans fighting around, but he doesn't want to care. But there is no monk who has a little friendship with the old man, Tokugawa Yasu slept in the hollow of the tree where you were lying when he was a child, and now he has a heavy army, and it is very troublesome to really shoot the old man's body, so he agreed to them. But the way you look reminds the old man of an incident a long, long time ago......

"Two thousand years ago, the old man was just starting to develop his mind, which was equivalent to a child of seven or eight years old. The Fuso Islands are located in the corner of the sea and are known as the eight hundred gods. In fact, it is nothing more than some ghosts and elves, which cannot be compared with the Shenzhou Continent, and there is only one truly powerful god - Amaterasu. The goat spirit and the black bear monster closest to here always wanted to eat the old man's spirit to increase their cultivation, but they failed to come to the door several times. It made the old man tremble, praying day and night for Amaterasu.

"One morning, the sky exploded like a drum. I slipped out of the cave and saw a cloud of blood all over the sky, and the headless spirits fell into the sea like dumplings. One of them turned out to be a black bear monster, which made the old man very happy. Not long after, a majestic pressure came, and the old man was so frightened that he didn't dare to look down, knowing that it was Amaterasu who had arrived. Immediately after that, a sharp sword light rose, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and Amaterasu was heard screaming and begging for mercy. Then, a cold and incomparably beautiful woman's voice sounded, saying, "Amaterasu, toast and don't eat and drink." Hmph, get out of the way to the Gate of Heaven......"

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