"It's back!"

After leaving West Kunlun, Huang Long took West Kunlun and his party to stay in the desolate land for another ten years.

The main thing is to cultivate feelings with the golden horn and silver horn, water and fire, and establish the correct three views for them.

Our Lady of Jinling and Our Lady of Wudang are not opposed, because one of them is in Kunlun all the year round and the other is in West Kunlun all the year round, and they have few appearances.

Now I can see the scenery of the wilderness, and I feel that Huanglong is intimate.

After ten years of wandering, I finally returned to Kunlun.

When I first arrived in Kunlun, I heard the voice of the Tao again.

The three majestic figures that exist forever like the eternal avenue stand above Yuqing Peak, close in front of them, but they don't seem to be in this world.

At the foot of Yuqing Peak, many spirit beasts gathered, knelt on the ground, and heard the avenue.

It's just that unlike before, this time a large number of demon beasts appeared in the middle of the mountain.

Dragons and snakes are mixed, and all beasts gather, some of them turn into human forms, and some of them are in their original forms, falling to the ground at will, black smoke and miasma, and chaos.

Huang Long's brows furrowed, he knew why he was arguing.

However, although the third uncle is tolerant of his subordinates, he usually does not tolerate it to this extent, I am afraid that he also has a rebellious mentality in his heart, and deliberately fights with the master.

"The master and the two uncles have preached." Our Lady of the Golden Spirit looked happy and hurriedly flew to the mountain.

Huang Long suppressed his thoughts, and immediately flew up to the square in front of Yuqing Peak, looking at the three Qings, a total of eleven futons were placed.

The three empty ones are naturally him, Jin Ling, and Wudang.

And behind the Antarctic Immortal, there were three more monks of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, who were the junior disciples he had not yet seen, Guangchengzi, Red Sperm, and Yunzhongzi.

has a handsome appearance, a refined atmosphere, and a true appearance, worthy of being a disciple of his master.

At least the appearance is very passable.

However, the most eye-catching thing here is obviously not them, but the hill-like turtle under the Shangqing Gate on the left, with complicated patterns on the turtle shell, like a dotted dot, containing spotted rhyme.

It is difficult not to attract attention.

Huang Long didn't look too much, quickly found his place and sat down, made a well-behaved appearance, and listened carefully.

Yuan Shi Tianzun glanced at Huang Long out of the corner of his eye, pretending to be well-behaved at this time, and thought that you were lost in West Kunlun, and I didn't know how to go home.

It also represents a teacher.

Who gave you the guts?

Huang Long bowed his head strategically, as if immersed in the avenue.

I love my teacher, I love the avenue, I love learning, please don't bother me.

Yuan Shi Tianzun said in his heart that he would clean you up after a while, and then continued to preach, the sky was full of flowers, and countless golden lotus flowers naturally floated towards the Yellow Dragon.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

The sermon ends.

Duobao, Jin Ling, Antarctica, and Huanglong, the four are already at the peak of Taiyi, and they will wake up soon.

They are now on the verge of a kick in the door, and this one is on their own.

Listening to the way of the three cleans again, it is of little use.

After all, I have listened too much, and listening to other things may be able to promote it a little, and it is not very useful to listen to Sanqing Avenue.

However, Wudang, Turtle Spirit, Guangchengzi, Red Sperm, and Yun Zhongzi were not in a high realm, so they were fascinated by the five of them, and they woke up after a long time.

"Apprentice Huanglong, return from traveling, meet the master, meet the uncle."

Huang Long got up and saluted Sanqing on the stage.

"Taiyi peak, not bad. It's just that your calamity was completed a hundred years ago, so why haven't you returned to the mountain for a long time? But slack off in the midst of prosperity. Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at Huang Long and said lightly.

"Even though the world is prosperous, how can it be like a cup of tea in Kunlun? Since the disciple left Kunlun, he has been thinking about his master all the time, and he can't wait to return to his knees immediately and listen to his teachings. When he was hunted down and killed in those three years, all the disciples thought about was the master, thinking that if they died unfortunately, they would be lucky to have an afterlife, and they were willing to be the master in their hands, but they could always look up to the teacher. Huang Long said emotionally.

Yuan Shi Tianzun couldn't help but blush when he heard this, it was really a wilderness, and he respected his strength, either he was relatively simple, or he cultivated immortals and forgot about fame and fortune, because the technique of patting sycophants had not yet been carried forward, and Yuan Shi Tianzun had more contacts with Qing cultivators, and such Qing cultivators had one thing in common - to face.

It's the first time I've heard such a thing after living for so long.

Just woke up, Guang Chengzi, Red Sperm, and Yun Zhongzi, who saw Huanglong for the first time, were stunned, this legendary second senior brother is so good at talking!

Learned!

On the other hand, the Turtle Spirit Virgin was disdainful, clever and colorful, and slapped the horse, Xiaolong.

"Then why didn't you return?" Yuan Shi Tianzun said again, but his tone was very different from before.

"I'm afraid of embarrassing my master. The master is powerful, congenitally sacred, and the ancestors educate all sentient beings, taking virtue as the first and practicing last. The disciple adheres to the teachings of the master, the grace of dripping water, when reciprocated by the spring, the Queen Mother of the West has a great kindness to the disciple, although it is not as good as the three elders of the elder, but it can also be described as reconstruction, it is difficult to be gracious, if the disciple refuses, what face is it to say that it is under the Sanqing Sect? Huang Long said.

"That's true, just pay attention to it later." Yuan Shi Tianzun said, forget it, it makes sense, spare you once.

"Although the disciple is excusable, when there is a mistake after all, the master can easily spare the disciple, and the master is really open-minded. This time through the flood famine, the disciple saw the desolation of the desolation, countless living beings between life and death struggling to survive, the day is not safe, often dying, all beings are as humble as ants, the disciple can survive the troubled times, thanks to the three elders of the supernatural powers, please the three elders to be worshiped by the disciples again. ”

Huang Long said this and bowed suddenly, and then without waiting for Yuan Shi Tianzun to speak, he said: "The living soul is disorderly, the elders teach the Dao, so that the disciples have already cultivated well, it is for the grace of the karma, please ask the three elders to be worshiped by the disciples again." ”

"The disciple was born with a thin fortune, and the three elders changed the number of lives for the disciple, so that the disciple is expected to pursue the avenue, and the grace is recreated, please ask the three elders to be worshiped by the disciple again."

"In the end, the three elders, pass on the disciple's truth, the disciple understands what is right and what is wrong, this is the avenue, please the three elders are bowed by the disciple again."

As he spoke, Huang Long bowed four times in a row.

"Get up, for my disciple, I plan for you, and I should be."

Seeing Huang Long's four bows in succession, his feelings were sincere, Yuan Shi Tianzun saw Huang Long so sincere, and his heart was soft, but he felt that he was too petty and scared his disciples like this.

"No, not really." Huang Long retorted back, and said, "It is in the midst of the desolation, a thousand-year-old spirit fruit, there is no reason to give it away in vain, but to talk about its value, barter, not to mention the Heavenly Immortal Dao, which is better than countless treasures." And we are disciples, but we have nothing to offer to the three elders, listen to this avenue in vain, and even obtain treasures, and even ask for a meeting gift, what kind of face is there for such behavior? ”

As soon as these words came out, the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother's face changed suddenly, and she looked at Huang Long with dissatisfaction, who are you connotating?

And Sanqing's complexion is also a little delicate, because this is the tradition of the flood wilderness.

The son is a white prostitute Laozi, and the disciple is a master of white prostitution.

Gifts or something, I haven't said that.

However, Huang Long was filial, but Yuan Shi Tianzun was happy, and said: "What you can collect, it is not beneficial for you to be a teacher, there is no need to do this." However, you have this heart is very good, in the future, I and other disciples should have tens of millions, in order to educate sentient beings, the disciples who enter the room should be first-class in terms of talent and character, learn from your senior brother, but the rest of the disciples, as long as you have half of your character, you can also learn my Yuqing wonderful method. ”

"No, you don't want it, it's the generosity of the master, but there is no filial piety as a disciple, that's a faux pas!" Huang Long's face was straight, and as he spoke, he sacrificed the Kongtong seal, the void was distorted, and a luxurious and domineering Kowloon Agarwood Wheel flew out, covering the sky and the sun for a while, exuding Dao rhyme.

Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was still thinking about refusing, instantly lit up his eyes!