Chapter 7: The Monkey
"Am I that scary?" The old monkey was helpless.
"No, no, no, no, you are kind and kind, and you look good...... Monkey. "The fat Taoist priest was busy patting his ass, and he didn't know where such a great god jumped out of nowhere.
The old monkey smiled, noncommittal, and beckoned, and the little squirrel suddenly jumped on the old monkey, with big eyes and tears, and it fell like a cannon.
The old monkey sighed slightly, and gently stroked its head with his furry hand: "The demon yuan is scattered, and the cultivation is lost, but there is still a trace of thinking about me." ”
Its hands glowed, enveloping the little squirrel in a hazy halo. The little squirrel did not resist, and curled up in a ball with its arms folded, its big tail bent forward, curled up into a squirrel ball in the halo.
The old monkey made the seal at a dizzying speed. Seeing a little purple light forced out of the little squirrel's body, the old monkey took a white jade treasure bottle and put it in.
The blood of that evil dragon will be a great disaster if it remains on the body.
It then took out a small jade tripod that was crystal clear and translucent. As soon as he took it out, the people present smelled a fragrance that seemed to make people feather and soar.
"It's ......"
The fat Taoist priest felt that the pores of his whole body were about to be stretched, and he couldn't help but move a few steps forward. The old monkey glanced at him, immediately made him swallow, and stopped his steps.
The old monkey opened the tripod, and inside were actually two small golden dragons swimming, but they looked round, and it took out one of them, and then sealed the small tripod and smashed it into the body of the little squirrel.
At the moment when the golden dragon entered the little squirrel's body, ten thousand daos roared, and countless avenue fragments converged from the void and poured into the little squirrel's body.
The body of the little squirrel emitted a soft golden light, and at this time, there was no need for the old monkey to cast a spell, and Wan Dao had already lifted it up on its own. Through the golden light emitted by the little squirrel, she vaguely noticed that there seemed to be countless super-small squirrels jumping around and busily repairing something.
The distant chanting sound sounded leisurely from the little squirrel's body, this voice was ethereal, as if it had been recited from the ancient era of gods and demons, if you listened to it with your heart, you would feel more and more blurred, once you relaxed your spirit, this scripture was like a clear spring across your heart, and you were empowered.
The golden light is restrained, condensed into a golden talisman on the little squirrel's body, which is shaped like a dragon, and then melts into the little squirrel's body and disappears completely.
At this time, the fur of the little squirrel is as if it has been re-washed, extremely smooth, shiny and shiny, and the aura is compelling, so that people can't help but hold it in their hands and caress it when they see it.
"A drop of True Dragon Immortal Elixir Essence will reshape the Demon Clan's Dao Foundation for you. It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and your achievements in the future are limitless. ”
True Dragon Immortal Elixir?!
Whether it was a fat Taoist priest or a teenager, they were all surprised.
As a cultivator, the fat Taoist priest knows his fame. The boy also read some sporadic records in some mortal texts.
The so-called immortal medicine, also known as the miracle medicine, has the anti-heaven medicinal effect of the flesh and bones of the living and dead. Legend has it that they have different forms, and are psychic, mostly rooted in the forbidden areas that ordinary people are difficult to set foot in strange mountains and waters, and can fly away on their own when encountering danger, and only those who are truly destined may be lucky enough to get a glimpse of the whole picture.
The exact amount of immortal elixir is not fully recorded even in the ancient classics. It is enough to see that it is rare in ancient times.
And now, the old monkey in front of him actually took out two drops of immortal elixir essence, easily reshaping the Dao base for the once dying little squirrel, and even went one step further, how can this not be surprising?
Fat Taoist slander: I can be regarded as having encountered good goods, but it's a pity that I can't come to the pit, I can't snatch it, I can't beat it, alas! It is impossible to take it when it is close to Baoshan, and he can't wait to give himself a few slaps.
The old monkey said to the old man and the young man: "This son is the disciple of the old man, the old man was chased and killed by the evil dragon, fortunately it sacrificed his life to save him, and his cultivation was cut clean by the evil dragon, if it was not saved by the two, I am afraid that our master and apprentice will never meet again." ”
The young man hurriedly returned the courtesy: "The seniors don't have to be polite, at that time, I saw that the little squirrel was seriously injured, and I couldn't bear it, so I took advantage of the situation and raised my hands, I'm afraid my role is extremely limited." ”
The fat Taoist priest understood, the black hand of the emotional Wanlong's Nest was the kind-hearted old monkey in front of him, and he really didn't know what treasure it took from the Wanlong's Nest, but judging from the immortal medicine it took out casually, the treasure on this old monkey was really indispensable.
It's a pity that you can't grab the pit and can't beat it. The fat Taoist priest hammered himself again in his heart.
At this time, some of the mortals who were rescued by the man in white were in shock, and they stared blankly at the dirty and messy streets full of debris, unable to speak to themselves for a long time. After this battle, Yancheng lost about one-third of its population.
Many children have lost their parents and many have lost their loved ones. The law of the jungle is the cold law of survival in this world.
If you don't have enough strength, and you don't care about your loved ones, I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep your own life.
Many people will realize this, worship the immortal gate, ask the immortals, and even buck the trend and become a domain of heavenly pride.
However, despite the large number of immortal sects, the selection conditions were extremely strict, after all, they were not willing to waste their resources on people who had no talent for cultivation.
Most people can still only return to the life of facing the loess with their backs to the sky, struggling for their livelihoods, but there are still people who enjoy it, they think that this is also a kind of practice, and even compose hundreds of poems, which have been passed down through the ages and become a good story.
There is a way that:
asked Yu why he lived here, laughing but not answering.
Let's look at the long rainbow through the day, bow down and pour a cup to Du Kang.
How high is the immortal? If it's a fairy, what if it's a fairy?
I want to be drunk and lie down at the foot of the South Mountain, and drink peach blossoms in the spring breeze.
It is the optimistic and open-minded attitude of mortals that makes them spread out in this land and continue to pass them on. In a few years, Yancheng will surely regain its former prosperity.
Hearing the sound of voices gradually coming from the street, the old monkey waved his sleeve robe, and the group disappeared from the inn.