Whether the legendary prince of the East is a hero or a bear, Wang Yu does not judge.

It's hard to say whether his character is domineering or reckless.

However, from the moment in front of him, when the purple-clothed Taoist who claimed to be the King of the East flew forward, Wang Yu felt that this was definitely a Daoist high cultivator.

Dressed in purple, noble and peaceful, he has a temperament that belongs to Taoist true cultivation.

The face is like a crown of jade, and the three strands of beautiful beard under the forehead are neat and supple, adding a bit of fairy wind bones.

Wang Yu opened his eyes and looked at it, and suddenly felt that hundreds of millions of golden lights burst out, soft and sacred, with a power that soothed people's hearts and eliminated distracting thoughts, and turned around behind the Daoist's head, forming a golden wheel of light.

Golden Wheel of Merit!

There is no doubt that this person has great merit!

As for where the merit comes from, Wang Yu's eyes turned, and he fell on the Ziyang Mountain below, and couldn't help nodding secretly, and secretly said in his heart.

"Poor Dao Wang Yu, I have seen Dongwang Daoyou." Wang Yu's fingers moved, pinched the middle salute and met the king of the east.

Doumu on the side also pinched the middle salute: "This god, Doumu." ”

Now, the Dao Ancestor has not appeared, the Zixiao Palace has not been opened, and Dou Mu is not a monk in later generations, so he is naturally an unknown 'Taoist priest'.

She is a congenital god, and there is no problem when she sees people claiming to be gods.

"It turned out to be Wang Yu Daoyou and Doumu Yuanjun." The prince of the east smiled, and his eyes turned to Wang Yu and Doumu successively.

Fellow Daoists? Yuanjun?

Wang Yu's heart moved, could it be said that this Eastern Princely is not the Innate Divine Mansion of the Realm but a latecomer, the Eastern Princes of other worlds?

Or is it the Emperor of Donghua, Lu Dongbin, who came to this realm and got the position and name of the Eastern Prince, and became the new Eastern Prince?

He guessed, but his face did not show it, and he did not mean to probe in detail.

After all, this in itself is not much of an important thing for him.

It doesn't matter to him who the Eastern Princes are.

"Why don't you come down and have a cup of tea?" The prince of the east led with a false hand and beckoned the two to go to the Pure Yang Purple Mountain.

Wang Yu had nothing to do, and Dou Mu looked at the other monks in the mountain curiously, and after the Eastern Princes introduced him, he was even more impatient.

The three of them descended from the clouds and went to the mountains.

The mountain is a purple mountain, pure yang to rigid, and magnificent.

The mountain was unexpectedly lively, with people coming and going, each with different Taoist essences permeating their bodies, and the qi turned into a condensed qi machine, like a ribbon, surrounding the monks.

The light of the Tao is flickering, containing the principle of the operation of heaven and earth, surrounding everyone, looking at the past, as if the heaven and earth are in the palace.

These gods, walking in the mountains, from time to time someone stopped, eyes and thoughts, turned into a wood carving, stopped in place, a ribbon fluttering beside them, and then slowly improved, it was a sense of enlightenment!

There are quite a few monks like this here.

Some people have just entered the enlightenment, and some people have finished the enlightenment, and the ribbon comes to life, and after a circle around the body, it stops and turns out the excitement and excitement.

It is not the feelings of the ribbon, but the state of mind of the owner of the ribbon.

During the fluctuations, strands of purple qi hung down from the sky, falling on the monks who had completed their enlightenment, and their aura continued to rise.

It was the power of pure yang condensed and the deeper mysteries, the embodiment of the truth.

"Fellow Daoist, great mercy." Wang Yu saw the clue and couldn't help but praise.

No matter what the Eastern Princes in history looked like, but right now, the Eastern Princes who appeared in front of him can definitely be regarded as a true cultivator.

These monks in front of them are all the innate divine residences of the flood wilderness itself, and their background in all aspects is quite different from the Dao Fruit monks who came in from outside.

The prince of the east doesn't know if it's a monk from the outside world or his own innate god's mansion, in short, he is worthy of being the first of the male immortals.

At this time, his cultivation far surpassed that of other innate gods, and he had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Of course, it's just an ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal, and it's still too far from attaining the Dao Fruit!

After all, this calamity has only begun, and to be precise, they are only the calamity creatures born from the calamity, not the world creatures born from the world.

The most fundamental foundation is much worse.

Without the stimulus of information from the outside world, it is not easy to preach, and it is even more difficult than preaching outside.

These are all later words, for the time being, the prince of the east may have sensed something, and with his own pure yang power, he turned into a pure yang purple mountain, and was convening to help the innate gods.

In a way, he can be understood as preaching!

Preaching before the Dao Ancestor!

"Could it be that in the original general trend of the flood and famine, the prince of the east also did this, preaching before the Taoist ancestors, and obtained part of the fortune of sentient beings, so he had the fruit of becoming the head of the male immortals later?"

Looking at it, Wang Yu's heart suddenly moved, and his thinking suddenly brightened.

If that's the case, then it all makes sense.

He said that if it was just a normal prince of the East, who didn't do anything, and didn't worship Daozu as a teacher, how could he be qualified to be named the head of male immortals, at the beginning, he was still above Sanqing and others.

And if you say, these are not the meaning of Daozu, but the consequences of the Eastern Prince's own actions, which should belong to him.

Well, everything is understandable!

Daozu Fengdong Princes were the head of the male immortals, and in order to remove this part of the cause and effect, although the other powers were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not stop it.

Because, they all know that this position must belong to the prince of the east!

If the prince of the east himself is not the head of the male immortal, this part of the cause and effect will be stuck here, and it will not be eliminated, and the successor emperor of heaven and earth will not be able to appear.

It seems that the keyhole of the gate is blocked, and if you want to open the door, you must first clean the keyhole, and to clean the keyhole, it must be the prince of the east!

"It's such a big fate..."Wang Yu figured everything out, and was suddenly amazed by the encounter of the prince of the east.

This is the real reward for good.

In the original general trend, I am afraid that the prince of the East will do this, whether intentionally or unintentionally, which has created him to repeatedly be above the great powers such as Sanqing Nuwa in the future.

If it weren't for the East Prince's Taipiao, who had been doing so many foolish things in the future, I am afraid that there would be no matter of the demon clan and the witch clan.

As long as the prince of the East himself is not mediocre, relying on the cause and effect of this part of the pre-preaching beings, even if he cannot be sanctified, no one can shake his position as the head of male immortals!

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Wang Yu kept sighing in his heart, and at the invitation of the Eastern Prince, he entered the cave mansion in the mountain.

Along the way, when they met sober monks, they all greeted the prince of the east first.

He could see that the respect of those monks for the prince of the East was from the heart, and there was no thought of him.

In this mountain, the people's desire is the prince of the east!

He gradually felt a huge imperial momentum, and he didn't need to think about it, if nothing else, with the development of the catastrophe, in the future, the person in front of him should still become the head of the male immortals!

Not only because of the general trend of the times, but also because he is the prince of the East!

"Daoyou, try it, this is a pure yang tea tree born in my pure yang way, and I have the opportunity to get pure yang, see if I have a heart with Daoyou?"

After entering the cave, the prince of the east began to make tea after being busy.

"Suck and slip~"

Wang Yu was still reserved, and Doumu on the side couldn't wait to take a sip, and then the whole person squinted his eyes comfortably, and the dense tea gas shuttled through the body, gently and freely, and finally flew out of his mouth and nose, turning into a warm gas, and the tea fragrance overflowed, destroying all evils.

Wang Yu squinted, stared at the tea gas, and saw its core, there was a purple tea tree, full of vitality, swaying and shining, very extraordinary.

"Good tea!" Before he could drink it, he praised it.

Doumu closed his eyes, and there was a flow of Dao Yun on his body, showing countless stars, and in a few breaths, a star field was achieved.

Just a sip of tea, she has already gained a lot of benefits and is digesting it.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want to try it?" Seeing the vision on Doumu's body, the prince of the east was a little satisfied and a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this Taoist friend, in the vision revealed, had a qi that was no worse than him.

In this flood for many years, this is still a rare Taoist friend he has seen, comparable to himself.

That's it, what made him a little uncertain was Wang Yu beside Doumu.

From the time he appeared until now, he has been calm and has not seen much mood swings.

Whether it's when you see the vast river of pure yang purple qi, or when you see the countless monks in the mountains, or when you see this pure yang tea.

He didn't look surprised, as if everything was as he expected, and it seemed so unfathomable.

For a while, the prince of the east was a little unable to hold it, could this distinguished Taoist friend he sensed be more powerful than himself?

"Let's try." Wang Yu responded with a smile, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Immediately, I felt the endless power of pure yang, which exploded in my body along my throat, like a small sun, making my whole body warm!

Pure Yang represents positive and energetic!

Under the pure sun, the energy is unlimited, and the distractions are all gone.

"If I can drink this tea and then go to cultivation when I first cross over, I am afraid that I can become an immortal with one thought, and it is indeed the tea of pure yang."

Wang Yu nodded and gently put down the teacup.

This action made the prince of the east stunned, and drank his pure yang tea, this Taoist friend, there was no Dao Yun and Qi machine on him?

You must know that his Pure Yang Tea was born in the Tao of Pure Yang, and by chance, he obtained half of the innate immortal spiritual light, allowing him to achieve the number of innate spiritual roots.

Anyone who drinks this tea for the first time has the best results.

Even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal who is the same as him, drinking tea for the first time, he can get rid of the fatigue, distractions and all kinds of bad thoughts in his body, and purify his Dao heart.

However, this fellow Daoist...

"Do you think that my tea is not to taste?" The prince of the east was unsure in his heart, and asked tentatively.

"If that's not the case, it's good, among the tea I've drunk, it's the first ... It's top-notch. ”

Wang Yu originally wanted to say that he was in the forefront, but suddenly it occurred to him that he had also created a lot of magical powers and civilized tea.

Although it is not among the innate ones, because it contains the supernatural powers and civilization he created, to a certain extent, it has surpassed this limited innate spiritual root tea.

And he is not a stingy person, when he focuses on one thing, he will devote himself to it.

Not to mention how many supernatural powers you have, civilization will create as much tea as you want, at least until your interest is exhausted, and it will not stop.

If you think about it carefully, there are not a few teas he created, at least more than 3,000.

To say that it is at the top of the list is to lie.

"Huh?" When the prince of the east heard the implicit meaning of Wang Yu's words, he was stunned and a little unconvinced.

This is the innate spiritual root tea!

He believes that there may be tea leaves that taste better than his pure yang purple tea in this world, but he definitely doesn't believe that there will be too many!

"Good tea." At this time, Doumu finally digested what he had gained, his eyes were bright, and he restrained his vision.

"It's a little worse than your tea, but it tastes different." Doumu praised.

She also drank the tea made by Wang Yu.

When I was pestering Wang Yu before, I drank a lot.

At this time, when I drank this pure yang purple tea, I subconsciously compared it with Wang Yu's tea, and finally came to such a conclusion.

"Although it is not as good as your tea, there is also a different kind of Tao in this tea, which is not found in your tea."

Pure Yang Purple Tea is really good, after drinking it, the mouth is sweet, until now, Doumu is still aftertaste, and then carefully judged.

"Daoyou also have tea? I don't know if Dongwang has the honor to taste it? The prince of the east asked in a deep voice, looking at Wang Yu.

He still didn't believe in this result, although the two people in front of him didn't seem to be lying, but this result did make him a little unbelievable.

"You can't do it." Wang Yu glanced at the innocent Doumu, took out the usual tea, and began to brew it on the tea set of the Eastern Prince.

"There is no innate opportunity, it is not an innate spiritual root."

The prince of the east had been staring at Wang Yu all the time, and after he took out the tea leaves, his attention immediately fell.

A divine thought emanated, and without Wang Yu stopping him, he quickly looked at the tea leaves he took out.

"It's not an innate spiritual root, why can it be said that it's better than my tea?" The prince of the east was suspicious.

It's not that he suspects that Wang Yu and Doumu are lying, but it's that the thoughts in his mind have turned countless times, and he didn't expect that how can an acquired level tea surpass his own innate level of tea?

No matter what he thinks, he can't imagine it, and he can't come up with a way to make the acquired better than the innate without ignoring manpower!

Wang Yu started his hands and made tea like a flowing stream, with extraordinary means, with a profound truth as if the operation of heaven and earth.

The prince of the east looked at his heart and sank, and he was even more sure that Wang Yu's strength might be above him, but now, the most important thing was not his strength, but the tea in his hand.

His eyes stared at Wang Yu's movements without blinking, and his attention was completely focused on it, without relaxing at all.

Until Wang Yu finished brewing tea, he didn't see anything deeper extraordinary, let alone find a means that could make the acquired better than the congenital.

"Please." Wang Yu lifted the teapot, poured a cup for the prince of the east, and said.

"It's not a matter of technique." The prince of the east retracted his gaze, said secretly in his heart, and snorted slightly, "The fragrance of tea is very ordinary, and there is nothing strange about it." ”

"No matter what it is, it doesn't look like it can surpass my pure yang purple tea..."

The prince of the east was puzzled more deeply, but he didn't say it, and took a sip of the teacup.

Airplanes~

Under the tea, the prince of the east suddenly felt a sense of heaviness, falling on the body and the primordial spirit.

It's not a mountain-like dead sink, but an invisible heaviness like pressure.

A thought flashed, and the heaviness changed again, with a vicissitudes of life, which seemed to contain endless stories.

Boom~

He seemed to hear the sound of flowing water in his ears, and there seemed to be an extra river in his body, in his primordial spirit.

A historical river, with countless figures, peerless, unparalleled, leading one era after another, interpreting the legends that will be sung by future generations.

The original god shook, as if he had personally experienced that era, saw the endless Gaidai figures, saw their stories, joys and sorrows, from humble to legend!

From the gravel on the ground to the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon!

He seems to have seen a world, slowly developing from a weak time to the peak, a thought of the wind and clouds, a movement and everything withered!

For the world, all the characters and existence in it are just landscapes!

is like a weed on the ground, no matter how amazing and brilliant a character is, it cannot be eternal, and it can only lead an era.

When the times are lonely, they will fade away, and soon, the next person or era will appear!

I can't tell which one appeared first, or which era Mr. came out!

Sometimes it's the former, sometimes it's the latter!

"There are talents from all generations, and each leads the way in an era!"

After a long time, the prince of the east sighed and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely complicated.

The temperament of the whole person has changed dramatically, from the previous restrained spirit, to a sense of heaviness and heaviness like history.

He was born for a short time, there have been eight eons of eons, but under that sip of tea, he seems so small and humble.

It's like sand on the ground!

Some thoughts in my heart were washed away by this sip of tea, and the whole person became much calmer and stronger.

"Sure enough, it's a good tea, and it's really a pure yang purple tea that surpasses me, but I didn't expect that this acquired thing can really beat the innate thing!"

The prince of the east was full of shock, at this moment, his own cognition was greatly impacted, and something in his heart was slowly changing.

He did not hesitate to praise his praise, but halfway through his words, he stopped, and looked at the empty position opposite.

In that place, there should have been two Taoist friends, one was the Innate Divine Mansion who was no worse than him, and the other was even more mysterious, and it was basically certain that there was a mysterious monk above him.

However, at this time, there was no one in that place.

While he was immersed in this sip of tea, the two of them had disappeared, leaving only the pot of tea and the brewed tea.

"Gone?" The prince of the east stared at Wang Yu's original location, stunned, and his heart was suddenly filled with endless emptiness.

"Why did you leave?"

……

"Why don't we just say hello and leave?" Outside the Pure Yang Purple Mountain, Dou Mu looked at Wang Yu puzzled, asking this question.

(End of chapter)