"Not bad."

Condescendingly, overlooking Hongze Lake, the surging demon qi is mixed with a cold, as well as a very faint dragon qi, I think it is the flow of ice Jiao into the essence.

After another day of traveling north, Meng Fan successfully arrived at this water, it is not a long history, but in another thousand years, it can barely be among the famous mountains and rivers.

The most famous is the hairy crab.

"The people are comfortable and not rich, but they can enjoy the geographical advantages, food and clothing."

"It must be a good youkai."

In a whisper, Meng Fan moved his body and appeared on a small beach of sand in the lake.

"Dao Chief? You ......"

There are fishermen resting nearby, this place is located in the middle of the lake, how can you come without a boat? And it came out of nowhere.

"Feel free to come down and have a look."

Meng Fan smiled and asked, "Old man, is the fish good?" ”

"Back to the immortals, everything is fine, the little old man has six out of forty, and the wind and rain have been smooth here since he can remember."

The fisherman regarded him as an immortal who had gone down to inspect the world, and he was busy answering.

The ancients believed in these things.

The atmosphere is different from modern times.

After a few days of traveling, Meng Fan had a deep understanding of this.

The two chatted for a while, and the whirlpools gushed out of the gentle lake for no reason.

A cyan hairy crab half a zhang wide and larger than the millstone appeared in front of him, still holding an iron fork in his hand, and said politely:

"Real person, my master is holding a banquet in the Dragon Palace, please go into the water for a while."

Obediently, so fat.

If this is steamed, how much crab paste can be produced?

If the female crab has yellow ......

Meng Daochang came back to his senses in time, and immediately introspected himself, he was a little addicted to eating good things recently, and he almost broke the bottom line, so he set a rule for himself before:

The monster who has opened his spiritual wisdom, as long as he does not harm people and patiently swallows Yuehua's cultivation, he will not eat anything.

"Lead the way."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the fisherman who called himself "Little Lao" and was only forty-six years old.

From the perspective of modern people, this is barely a time when they are in the prime of life, at least they are not close to the old, but in ancient times, in fact, even grandchildren and even great-grandchildren have been embraced, and their bodies have long gone downhill.

"Since we are destined to meet, this elixir will be given to you, and if you take care of it properly, you can live a long life."

No matter where he went, Meng Daochang did not forget to appear in front of people, and casually threw out a blood qi pill that was not rare, ensuring that his physical strength would recover to the age of thirty, and his gray hair would turn black.

In this way, an auspicious rui that can be reported to the court by the local government was born.

Because of his homework in advance, Meng Fan knew that there was a saying called Renrui-

The more virtuous old people in the country, the more worthy of the imperial court's special book.

After doing this, Meng Fan parted the surface of the lake and stepped into the water step by step under the watchful eye of the old fisherman.

Different from the river water where the dark tide is turbulent and the sediment is flying, Hongze is calm and calm, and the bottom lake water is exceptionally clear.

It's a bit like Journey to the West Dragon Palace......

Secretly commenting, Meng Fan and the crab leading the way will speed up and walk towards the slightly delicate palace group.

The withered dragon lanterns are hung on the beams under the eaves, and the doors and windows are decorated with pearls, although they are not as decorated with a large number of night pearls as the Dragon King Palace in film and television dramas, but it can also be seen that the master has put his mind to it, which is far better than the Yangtze River evil Jiao.

"It's magnificent, but there are only three palaces, and the style is not as good as even the princes and princes......"

At this point, Meng Fan suddenly thought about it, and now that humanity is flourishing, how dare the dragon who lives in a corner of Hongze dare to act arrogantly?

For example, the god of Haotian can bear the emperor's great gifts, and the four blasphemy dragon gods, who are in charge of the four major water veins of China, have obtained the supreme grace of humanity and have to bow down to the vassals.

In ancient times, the Son of Heaven sacrificed to the world's famous mountains and rivers, the five mountains regarded the three princes, and the four despised the princes; In the Tang Dynasty, the dragon god was sealed for the first time, and the river was sealed as the Lingyuan Gong, the Jidu was sealed as the Qingyuan Gong, the Jiangdu was sealed as the Guangyuan Gong, and the Huaidu was sealed as the Changyuan Gong.

That is, the dragon god of the Yangtze River is the prince of Guangyuan, if you want to be crowned king, you have to wait until the Kangding period of the Song Dynasty to reach its peak.

In addition, although Shinto is vaguely beyond humanity, it also depends on what god it is......

In a flash of thought, Meng Fan stood still on the flat bluestone slab and looked in front of him.

A group of shrimp soldiers are armed with steel forks, looking decent, and their length is about five Tang feet, that is, one meter five, which is considered a relatively short adult man.

"Go and report, I was invited by your master to come to the banquet......"

Before the words fell, the door of the Dragon Palace opened.

Meng Fan did not hesitate and stepped in.

Now, the passage between the heavenly realm and the human realm has not been severed, and he has a grade in the fairy world, and he also has the title of a five-rank official in the human world, so he doesn't have stage fright anywhere.

What is the matter with a banquet for me?

Under the reverent gaze of the shrimp soldier and crab general, Meng Fan entered the main hall of the Dragon Palace, and as soon as he entered, he saw a delicate woman greeting him, and his temperament was visible to the naked eye, and bursts of ice mist were raised.

In addition, there are two clam spirits that have gotten rid of demon bodies, have slender waists, and obviously act as maids, and a turtle spirit that looks like an old man.

Counting the crab generals who guide the way, the twelve shrimp soldiers standing guard outside the door, and the grass platform team is also counted.

understands etiquette than evil Jiao.

"The concubine's surname is Yu, for this master, please sit down."

The cockroach, if the dragon and yellow, the north is called the land mole, from the insect, the sound, or the hornless mantle.

Meng Fan vaguely saw through her true body, a hornless dragon, if you pass by the prince's mansion, you can see the relevant ornaments in the upturned part of the eaves.

"I'm sorry."

The spacious hall is extraordinarily empty, with a stone platform facing each other and two stone benches, the style is primitive and rude, and there is no meat on the table.

Three discs of spirit fruit.

A pot of refreshing wine.

Come to think of it, there is only one purebred dragon in the world, and it is one of the nine sons of the Great Dragon God.

The one in front of him should be a wisp of blood, a little bit of cultivation from aquatic things, like this kind of goblin with a light spiritual aura, all have compassion, and generally don't treat guests with the same clan-

The water dragon usually refers to the water genus and the earth dragon, and the earth dragon is usually transformed by the reptile on the ground, that is, the centipede and the stream, and most of them are poisonous and ferocious.

"Dao Chief, please."

"Rain Jushi, please."

The atmosphere was particularly awkward.

If it is a long-sleeved dragon lord who is good at dancing, it would be good, Meng Fan would eat and drink with him, talk about the mysteries, and he would be able to eliminate the estrangement in a short time.

And the other party is an ice cockroach, cold by nature, from the inside to the outside, if you squeeze a smile, the more you look at it, the more it doesn't look like it, it's better not to laugh.

However, Meng Fan also saw that the other party had no malicious intent, and he did ask for such "enthusiasm".

At the critical moment, you have to look at Prime Minister Gui, who is worthy of being an old man who has lived for hundreds of years, and can speak well.

With Meng Fan's cooperation, he quickly eased the atmosphere a little, and made a request at the right time while pouring wine.

"The Taoist will definitely be favored by the two saints on this trip, when he goes north, he has purple qi added to his body, condensed into clouds, mighty, just like the Taishang West out of the Han Valley, the little demon admires ......"

"My master wants to be canonized by the imperial court, protect the peace of one party, and ensure the peace of the people around Hongze for two hundred years, and the wind and rain are smooth, and they will soar through merit."

Canonized?

The divine position really needs to be recognized by the imperial court, otherwise it is obscenity, and the local government will send troops to encircle and suppress it, and the righteous way of the world will attack it!