"Good wine! Huanglong, come one, you will be my Zhurong brother in the future! ”

Zhu Rong drank on the top, and the wine was booming, and he directly put it on Huanglong's shoulder.

"That's right, Brother Huanglong, one more!"

Prince Changqin, who was a little dazed, made even louder noises.

……

Zhurong Tribe, countless days later, Huang Long, who was working part-time as the high priest of the Zhurong Tribe, patted his head helplessly, and still couldn't help but think of the events of that day.

To put it simply, it is the story of three drunks who got drunk and almost got married together.

To be complicated, it means that Huang Long almost had a father and son again, and he had to discuss his own.

However, that wine, so high-quality, really exceeded Huang Long's expectations.

Xuanyuan Daoren, such an obvious name, of course, is Huanglong's trumpet.

Originally, I made this trumpet mainly to sell alcohol.

After all, West Kunlun belongs to a major force in heaven and earth, and since Penglai, in the eyes of most strong people, East and West Kunlun are one, so many people have scruples about doing business with West Kunlun.

On the contrary, the Xuanyuan Dao people are so mysterious, they don't have too many scruples.

Later, after discovering that there was almost no one in the Demon God Pulse who was not good at drinking, Xuanyuan Daoist successfully got into some relationships with the high-level of several veins.

As for whether the so-called 1,000 Chinese New Year's Eve is enough?

This last jar is my burning life, and I brew it for you!

However, this wine is so high, Huang Long really didn't expect it.

This wine was not made by him, and he was not yet to the point where he could make a wine that could be dried and turned into a quasi-saint.

It was brewed by his master himself, saying that he would definitely not disappoint Huanglong.

Huang Long took a look afterwards and found that there were a lot of psychedelic ingredients.

But he couldn't die, so he drank it, and he found that he still underestimated his master's ability.

The picture of the three people really can't bear to look at it directly.

However, the benefits are also obvious.

If it is said that when he first came to Chongshan, Zhu Rong's favorability towards Huanglong was minus twenty.

When Huang Long told the whereabouts of the red cloud, his opinion was forty.

After taking a magma bath, the favorability is sixty.

Now, it's eighty.

After coming out, he was directly sent to the position of a high priest.

makes Huanglong's status as a guest of the Demon God Clan directly comparable to the introduction of the Houtu tribe and the Fuxi of the Jumang tribe.

In a sense, it's a promotion!

It's just that if it weren't for the Terrans, Huang Long wouldn't be very happy.

Because Zhu Rong doesn't give money!

If you don't give Lingbao, you don't even want to give it.

White prostitution squeezing.

Excessively!

If Huang Long hadn't been able to squeeze back his descendants, Huang Long would have been gone.

"Godfather, it's done, I've beaten all the people in the fire, it's not challenging, it's all scum."

Just when Huang Long was still cumbersome, a figure rushed in.

"Okay, good boy, sit on the side, and in a few days, you will train them." Huang Long touched the little head of Xingtian who rushed in and said.

"Godfather, don't touch it, if you touch it again, you really won't grow up." Xing Tian complained dissatisfiedly, after 10,000 years, his cultivation has also reached Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he is only eleven or twelve years old.

"If you don't break through the Da Luo Jin Immortal, you can't grow big, and it has nothing to do with whether I can touch my godfather or not." Huanglong Dao, Xingtian's bloodline is originally very pure, not to mention that the wine roots are red, and it is also a rare descendant whose bloodline is richer than the bloodline of his father's generation, which is very close to Jumang, and then with a piece of multicolored stone of creation by Sister Nuwa, it is really about to catch up, so if you want to grow up and achieve Da Luo.

"But that's going to take a long time." Xingtian said with a bitter face, he didn't know how many Yuan Hui there were, and he was still Taiyi Golden Immortal.

- I can't beat him now!

"Or else? Although the golden immortal can be immortal, but in this desolate land, find a place where the living creatures are dense, throw a stone down, and hit ten, at least seven are golden immortals, only Da Luo can be regarded as a great power, it is not a big thing, even if it is dead, it will give you a chance to resurrect. Just like the Battle of Penglai at the beginning. You are a master, and there are not many Da Luo disciples. Huang Long said.

"Godfather, they all say that luck is enough to increase the possibility of a breakthrough? I calculated, my Wu clan prepares the Great Witch, the Human Race prepares the God of War, and the Xuanmen prepares the Great Immortal, all of them are preparations, and my luck is unstable, or you will take me in if you don't do it, so that I am the rightful Xuanmen Immortal. Xing Tian looked at Huang Longdao expectantly.

"Don't use these crooked brains, the path of cultivation must be taken step by step, and shortcuts are easy to cause accidents." Huang Long didn't agree, although using luck to break through is not a crooked way, but a righteous way, but Huang Long doesn't really want to accept apprentices, even if Xingtian is now both his student and his godson, in fact, the weight of apprentices is about the same, but if he opens this opening, the group of animals of the Jumang tribe will have to kneel in Kunlun and let him accept their sons.

When the time comes, it will not be good to refuse either.

Moreover, Xingtian's luck is good enough.

Throughout the ages, whether it is mythology or history, how many people rushed to the Heavenly Court Hall, fought one-on-one with the Emperor of Heaven, were cut off their heads, and they were not dead, and in the end they were just sealed guys?

Add a little Xuanmen luck, it will not have much impact, or down-to-earth cultivation is the king.

"Okay, it's the same set again." Rejected again, Xingtian muttered dissatisfied.

"Huh?" Huang Long frowned and turned his head, his eyes looked at Xingtian, he hadn't seen him for thousands of years, and he was fat?

I've been writing fewer questions lately, haven't you?

Childhood is not complete enough?

Say it again.

Huang Long's gaze swept over, Xingtian's knees suddenly weakened, and he subconsciously wanted to kneel, but when he was about to move, he stopped again with amazing self-control, kneeling what, isn't this a big mistake yet?

And I've made meritorious contributions.

immediately said: "Godfather, I suddenly remembered, God hurt that kid, he made an appointment with me today, saying that he didn't accept his godfather, he was too bastard, I will go and beat him up and make my godfather angry!" ”

After saying that, he ran away in a puff of smoke!

We're not afraid of godfathers, we're respecting godfathers!

Seeing that Huang Long shook his head secretly, silly child, so naïve, he silently took out a bunch of homework, put it aside, and waited for Xingtian to come back, and then let him feel what it means to have an all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor.

Then, continue to flip through these affairs of the fire vein.

It's tricky to say it's big or small.

But so be it.

It's nothing more than asking Huang Long to do what he did in the Jumang tribe again.

Of course, the Zhurong tribe and the Jumang tribe are a little different, and the personalities of Zhurong and Jumang are not the same, and the rights given are not the same, so in fact, the operation is a little different.

Some adjustments need to be made, but it won't be difficult for Huanglong.

The only thing to note is that the water is near the fire vein.

That's right, Gonggong is in the vicinity of Chongshan.

Even the base camp of the Gonggong lineage is not far from Chongshan.

Fire in the south and water in the north.

It stands to reason that Zhurong and Gonggong should be one south and one north, and do not interfere with each other.

But first of all, in this desolate land, he is very wonderful, yin and yang twins, but there are such two places, extreme yin and yang.

Secondly, Gonggong is the god of water, but there is also an ice demon god among the twelve demon gods, Xuan Ming.

Although Xuan Ming ranks eleventh, only larger than Houtu, and Gonggong ranks fourth, but the actual combat power is another matter.

There was an infighting.

Then, Xuan Ming worked part-time as the god of the sea.

You will know who is strong and who is weak.

Zhu Ronghe and Gonggong are like this, you see that I am not happy, I see that you are unhappy to live together.

The two major tribes, also because of their nature, often fight.

It was okay before, after all, there was still an external force of Heavenly Court, but now that Heavenly Court is abolished, they will fight more excitingly.

Every now and then, make a fuss.

I also have to deal with it with Huanglong, but fortunately, the problem is not too big and can hold up.

Because of this, the Zhurong tribe is more aggressive, and the juniors are not as obedient and easy to teach as the Jumang tribe.

Huang Long, as a good teacher, is not good at corporal punishment of them.

The only way to do this is to let Xingtian go.

After all, Xingtian is also a child!

When a child fights, how can it be easy to be an adult?

There is also a watch, before twelve o'clock.

(End of chapter)