"If the Eastern monks are like Huanglong's nephews, why worry about the disharmony between heaven and earth." The Quasi-Ti Daoist sighed sincerely, looking at Huang Long's gaze that had never softened like ever.

Really, what a fairy.

Since we are willing to contribute money and efforts to build for our West!

Could it be that people are in the East and their hearts are in the West?

"Heaven and earth are all opened up by the great god Pangu, where does the East and the West come from, they are all one family." Huang Long's face was straight.

Contribute money and effort?

What does it matter, am I short of money or strength in the East?

The key is that in the future, you in the West will use our Oriental script, spend our Oriental coins, culturally still be our Oriental culture, abide by the laws of our East, and even worship the gods of our East......

From now to the gods, in these billions of years, I can make your Western politics, economy, military, and ideology honestly controlled by the East.

The Buddha of the West is awesome, and he can only be a five elders.

Moreover, the law enforcement power is in the hands of the gods of the heavenly court, and the rise and fall of clouds and rain, blessings and disasters must be decided by the future heavenly court of my Xuanmen.

"That's what my nephew said." The Quasi-Daoist excitedly shook Huang Long's arm.

In fact, the hidden dangers of this plan, although he did not react immediately because of the insight of the times, he was also faintly aware of some pitfalls.

But it doesn't matter.

If the East is a big tycoon, now the West is a beggar.

And now this rich man asks the beggar to work for him, do you think the beggar will worry about whether this will affect his business and get rich?

You know, now Zhun Ti himself is still hanging under the name of Xuanmen.

As for the future, I'll talk about that later.

First use the resources of the East to build up the West, and after the construction is completed, we will look at the means.

In short, the West wants to be rich, which is almost an obsession of Zhun Ti.

For this obsession, he can have no skin and no face, and even a saint in the future can call Da Luo, who has a later cultivation time than him, a fellow Taoist.

If you give money, Brother Dao can also be called.

At that moment, Huang Long and the Quasi-Daoist sat down together, and they really had a bit of a happy conversation.

"Speaking of which, the nephew and the fire are a little too close, if Zhu Rong is defeated this time, the southern human race is afraid of losses, and if there is a need for the uncle, I will inform here, and the uncle will never refuse." The quasi-Daoist said suddenly.

"Uncle Shi also thinks that Zhu Rong will lose?" Huang Long frowned and said, is Zhu Rong so unfavorable?

"Not necessarily, but the odds of co-working are better. He has the magic power of weak water in one hand, and he specializes in Zhu Rong True Fire. If it is not considered supernatural powers, Gonggong Zhurong is half a catty and eight taels, but it is counted as supernatural powers, 64. Does the nephew think that Zhu Rong is stronger? The quasi-Tidao man said thoughtfully, although he felt that the co-workers were stronger, but they were only a little stronger, and if Zhu Rong had any breakthroughs in his perception and won the co-workers, he was not particularly surprised.

"Do you want to make a bet?" Huang Long said with a smile.

"Don't bet." The quasi-Daoist said without thinking.

"Sure to win, don't gamble? Uncle Mo is not afraid of my junior? Huang Long said in surprise.

"Yes." The quasi-Daoist recognized the Tao very shamefully.

Huang Long was taken aback, and looked at Zhun Tidao: "Uncle Shi, don't you care about the face of your elders?" So direct? ”

"Senior nephew, when have I ever had such a thing as a face?" But the quasi-Daoist smiled.

"I have." Huang Long insisted.

The Quasi-Tidao man smiled and said a few more words, and then left.

He's a very adventurous guy, and he likes to gamble.

But the problem is that now there is a Nuwa behind Huanglong, and if she bets with Huanglong, it is very likely that she will bet against the saint.

That's a must-lose gamble.

No matter how adventurous a person is, he will not gamble on such a sure loss.

So don't bet directly.

"You've met a match." The Nine Heavens Xuannu sat beside Huang Long and said.

"No, I'm not worthy of being his opponent." Huang Longdao, his opponent is our three big guys.

However, in the face of such a person, it is no wonder that the three bigwigs of their own family will lose a game in the future.

After all, the three of them are more or less upright.

The background is too noble, the top talent, the top luck, the top merit, after the apprenticeship, there is also the innate treasure to give.

There are some things that you can't put down.

And this one is really unscrupulous to achieve the end.

Except for the obsession of revitalizing the West, there is almost nothing that cannot be let go of the rest.

If this really starts the Divine Tribulation, he will let the three bigwigs take them to the chaos and directly take turns beating them.

Don't let them, especially Zhun Ti, come down and mess around.

"But just now, I seemed to see two of you talking." Nine Heavens Xuannu Dao.

"Huh? Nonsense, he's half as handsome as I am, no, one-tenth handsome? Huang Long's eyes widened suddenly, what do you call two me?

Just mention the appearance of that shape, unless you can't think about it, don't want his perfect Dao foundation, and transform his body, otherwise, is it okay for the great power of the wilderness to be at the bottom?

Looking at Huang Long's more real appearance, the Nine Heavens Xuannu couldn't help but laugh, and then her slender fingers hooked Huang Long's chin, "Yes, it's not as handsome as one-tenth of you." So the handsome little Langjun, warm my bed at night. ”

"Teng~"

There are more than two here, the Nine Heavens Xuannu and the Yellow Dragon, Sanxiao is watching the whole time.

Looking at the Nine Heavens Xuannu, who is very Western Kunlun and very desolate in style, Yunxiao's face is slightly red, and she feels a little bad, but there is some envy in her eyes, Qiongxiao is more restrained, and there is a faint intention in her eyes, Bixiao's eyes are already shining, and she wants to jump.

Well done!

Sister Xuannu, you will be our idol in the future.

Let my brother warm the bed.

In order to ask for some advice, we took the initiative to warm the bed for my senior brother.

Although I let the eldest sister replace it, I deceived the eldest sister, but it doesn't matter.

But this bastard locked himself up again, and then the eldest sister punished herself again.

But Huanglong didn't suffer a loss.

And the eldest sister is obviously willing.

I'm just embarrassed.

I saw her blushing several times.

She is also the beauty of adults.

It's just bullying the little ones.

Huang Long's old face was also a little unnatural, and he immediately said, "You wait for me to break through the quasi-saint!" ”

When the time comes, I'll let you know who warms the bed for whom.

"I'm waiting for you." The Nine Heavens Xuannu raised her heroic sword eyebrows, and with her beautiful face, she had her own style.

Huang Long suddenly puffed up his chest, this "waiting for you" is comparable to "you can't do it".

And the point is, we really can't do it.

Cai Daluo, I'm afraid it will be reversed.

Why is he still a pure yang body, and there is no Taoist companion on his face?

Isn't it because it's weak?

Da Luo is invincible, and he is still in Da Luo.

You have to work hard to cultivate.

The cultivation of the Xuannu is not the highest.

There is another one, among the female cultivators of the Flood Wilderness, who is ranked second.

Counting the monks of the whole flood wilderness, they are also in the top twenty, and they may enter the top ten at any time.

It's a bit difficult.

It takes effort.

Huang Long cheered himself up.

After sitting in Buzhou Mountain for a while, he also managed the subordinate races of the fire vein who came to watch the battle for Chonghuo, and then Zhu Rong and Prince Changqin were late.

Huang Long glanced at the prince Changqin who was following Zhu Rong for the first time, well, his face was not bad, and he could still see people, but he didn't even miss an arm or a broken leg.

Brother Zhurong, you can't do it.

This is in the Jumang tribe, like this, a rebel who doesn't believe in his own Lao Tzu, he is going to break his legs.

It is said that your Chongshan is more popular than the Jumang tribe, which doesn't seem like it.

Prince Changqin felt Huang Long's gaze, and his face immediately darkened a few layers, this bastard was shameless, and he actually called the parent.

I can't afford to play with you!

"Yo! Brother Huanglong came, he came early, to see how his brother won a big victory. As soon as Zhu Rong saw Huang Long, he greeted him warmly.

Prince Changqin's face darkened again, and he had the urge to turn around and leave.

(End of chapter)