Land pressure?

Fang Longye's heart trembled, and he looked up at the smiling red-robed Daoist.

Seeing that his demeanor was calm, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But for a while, he didn't speak, just silently.

On the ancient wooden table in front of him, the incense of the tea stove and the green smoke were inclined in the flame light thrown from the window, lingering.

If the sky is cloudy, the shadows are sparse and sparse, hovering left and right.

In the chaos of smoke and light, the uncertainty on his face was reflected.

Not much time.

After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind.

I saw the last glance of his greed, the innate spirit fruit on the case.

This is Fuso glazed fruit!

Almost belongs, the top-level fire belongs to the innate spirit fruit.

One is enough to make one of the five qi in his chest - heart fire, rebel against the innate nature.

Pity.

Holding back the feeling of blood dripping from his heart, he moved his gaze, lowered his eyebrows, and no longer looked at him.

Then he said: "The great kindness of the seniors, the younger generations are grateful."

"It's just that the younger generation is so offensive to the seniors, how dare they enjoy such innate treasures?"

The meaning of rejection in the words is undoubtedly exposed.

Frankly, he was really impressed.

It's a pity.

If you are courteous to others, you will ask for something.

This great power, whom he did not expect, turned a blind eye to his presumptuous behavior just now, and was still so gracious.

It's not that simple.

Fang Longye didn't feel that apart from his special connection with the Red Cloud Boss, there was anything else that could be valued by a great power like Lu Pressure.

Obviously, Xiang Zhuang danced the sword with the intention of Pei Gong.

If it was some other power, he might have casually agreed. The benefits will be taken first.

But who made him land pressure?

Even in Fang Longye's previous life, the legend of this powerful person can be regarded as famous and talked about.

And in this life, Fang Longye naturally understands something.

After all, his identity alone is destined to pay attention to him in the Demon Master's Mansion.

Although for some unknown reason, the introduction of it in the collection of the Demon Master's Mansion is quite vague.

But it also made Fang Longye know his identity.

This one is in the flood wilderness, and there are indeed a lot of vests.

Some are well-known to the world, and some are unknown.

The most famous ones belong to the Lu Zhuan Dao people in the God Tribulation, and the Great Day Rulai after the God Tribulation, these two identities.

But the most important thing.

According to the collection of the Demon Master's Mansion, this Lu Zhudao man is one of the ten sons of Emperor Jun, and the only little golden crow who survived the Lich War.

God pity you.

With this identity, how dare you let Fang Longye have close contact with him?

Fang Longye understood very early that in this world, in addition to the golden finger, the most important hole card is the fate with the Red Cloud Boss.

He is not willing to leave this tiger skin for a little profit.

The fragrance is refreshing, and the glazed fruit of Fusang is placed on the table, shining brightly.

The innate spiritual power hidden in it moves with the void from time to time, and all kinds of visions and mysteries appear around it.

It is worthy of being a top innate treasure~

It's just that his candied fruit, my arsenic.

To him, it was a piece of candy that had been poisoned. Although the food is sweet, it will kill people.

Seeing that Lu Zhudao was still smiling, he didn't know what his intentions were.

Fang Longye simply picked it out directly, looked at Lu Zhudao carefully, and said with a wry smile: "Tenth Prince, aren't you embarrassed for me?"

"Heh~"

Lu Zhudao shook his head and chuckled.

caused Fang Longye to be nervous for a while, looking at his expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he only felt a heavy pressure hit his heart.

This pressure came suddenly.

Suddenly, the breeze rises, the new water beats the ice, blurs the ripples, sparkles and moves, spreading in all directions, vast and faint, making people feel a kind of suffocating depression.

Lu Zhudao shook his head and smiled: "I know you have concerns in your heart, but don't worry." You listen to me explain it for you in detail, naturally worry-free. ”

"What I'm going to talk about next is really a secret, and few people know about it."

"Actually, I'm not the real Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow."

？！

As soon as these words came out, Fang Long's ambition was shocked!

Because, he heard the unfinished meaning of these words.

Sure enough—

"The ten little golden crows born to that emperor Jun have long been shot in the hands of the ancient great Wu Yi."

"I'm just a dove occupying the magpie's nest, occupying the smallest body of the Ten Golden Crows."

"Could it be that the predecessor is the legendary Chaos Demon God?" Fang Longye thought of his previous life, and a group of netizens speculated about the identity of this Lu Zhudao person.

"Chaos Demon God?"

"Sort of!"

Lu Zhudao stretched out his hand and sank into the void, picked a leaf from the Fusang wood outside the palace, and held it in his hand.

Full of nostalgia, he said: "I was born with the wisdom of Fusang wood. If the heaven and earth were not opened and the chaos was derived, the Fusang wood born in the chaos could indeed be regarded as a chaos demon god. ”

"Still, there's nothing to praise about it. Except for a few Chaos Demon Gods, I haven't seen anything more noble than the top divine in the Flood Desolation~"

When Fang Longye heard this, he became curious, and asked, "Didn't you say that the Pangu Ancestor God was also one of the Chaos Demon Gods?"

"The same existence born in chaos, even if it is not as good as the Pangu Ancestor God, it should be stronger than the Innate Divine in essence, right?"

Lu Zhudao sneered, "Even if you don't cultivate, do you think that those ants who are as small as dust are creatures of the same level as you?"

Then, admiration appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Pangu God, what kind of existence? Except for a few people, the other Chaos Demon Gods, compared to them, are just a mayfly of Chaos! ”

"Picking out a top saint in the Flood Desolation is no worse than those Chaos Demon Gods."

"Moreover, there are many innate sacreds, which were originally incarnated by those Chaos Demon Gods before the opening of heaven and earth."

"So, the Chaos Demon God is really nothing to blame."

Fang Longye was noncommittal, after all, the existence in front of him was also a big guy, so he naturally had a different opinion from him, a little shrimp.

I don't dare to say anything, standing and talking doesn't hurt my back, but I can't count it as why not eat minced meat.

However, he didn't have the heart to compete for this now, but he was very interested in the "few few" that Lu Zhudao said.

The existence that can make this Lu Zhudao people treat each other differently, I don't know what kind of big guys they are.

However, considering that Lu Jian was the big guy, he hadn't finished speaking, so he suppressed his curiosity in this regard.

"Before I knew it, I was far away. Come back, listen to me slowly. ”

……

On the table, the simmering smoke is simmering, and the boiling water in the copper furnace is boiling, like crab fish scales, turning over and over.

Fang Longye stretched out his hand and lifted it down, the copper kettle tilted, and the boiling water poured into the small porcelain cup. The tea leaves in the cup were washed by it, and suddenly the fragrance rose.

Different from the floral fragrance, it is fresh and icy, and it is pungent to the mouth.

Fang Longye casually poured a cup for Lu Zhudaoren, picked up the fragrant tea by himself, and blew it, the tea was fragrant, circulating on the tip of his nose.

Sip slowly and think about what the landing pressure is talking about.

As Lu Zhuan Dao people told the story, Fang Longye knew some of the secrets in his heart.

Although the body of this Lu Zhudao person is the top innate spiritual root Fusang wood in the desolate world, it is also limited by this, and it is difficult to transform into a form.

And just when Di Jun created the Tanggu Secret Realm for his ten sons and asked him for branches, he suddenly had a calculation.

He moved his true spirit to that branch, intending to find an opportunity to occupy the magpie's nest and seize a small golden crow as a body.

In the end, the emperor lived up to his wishes.

In the Lich War, the ten little golden crows were calculated and killed, so he found an opportunity to successfully occupy the magpie's nest on the youngest ten golden crows.

Since then, as the tenth prince of the Golden Crow, he has practiced unremittingly, experienced the tribulation of the gods, and finally succeeded in achieving a great power.

As for this Fusang tree, it has been refined by it to become an incarnation.

That is, the one sitting across from him right now.

Of course, the ultimate goal of this Lu Zhuan Dao person is to use the body of Fusang Wood as the main body to cultivate.

After all, no matter how strong the bloodline of the Golden Crow Body is, where can it compare to the innate spiritual root?

"So, what else is there that I need help with?"

Fang Longye waited for his words to end, and couldn't help but wonder.

That's right, after some explanation, now he really doesn't have any worries about inheriting the hospitality of the Lu Zhudao people.

After all, the enemy of the enemy is the friend!

Come to think of it, the Red Cloud boss shouldn't mind being friends with Lu Press, the enemy of the Golden Crow.

But in his opinion, isn't this Lu Zhudao person always smooth? What other troubles do you need someone to help solve?

You know, he is now a big day for Buddhism!

What kind of status is this~

In his previous life, he was the supreme god of Buddhism who fought against the Zen sect and the Tantric sect.

It has always been regarded as the existence of the sun by the people of the plateau area, until the appearance of another red sun.

After making sure that the two worlds were reflected, Fang Longye didn't think that the current strength of this Lu Zhudao person would be low.

"This is about to mention, the owner of the golden crow brand outside the palace~" Lu Zhudao said with a wry smile.

Fang Longye blinked, did not speak, and waited for the following.

"Do you think that golden crow brand is strong?" Lu Jian didn't answer directly, but asked back to the other party, Long Ye.

"Obviously."

Fang Longye replied with a bow.

Recalling the experience of almost dying just now, he had palpitations.

After some calculations and comparisons, he felt that even the Dapeng Bird that he encountered not long ago was no better than him in the face of this brand.

Lu Zhudao still had a wry smile on his face, and said, "In your opinion, this golden crow brand is incredibly strong. But you'd definitely still underestimate its power. ”

"If I say that even I can't erase this brand, would you believe it?"

"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

When Fang Longye heard this, he was shocked.

Looking at Lu Zhudao's questioning demeanor, it took a long time to slowly sit back.

My heart is still turbulent, and I can't believe it.

It's just an imprint, and what level of existence is Lu Zhudao people?

That's a great supernatural power that is countless times stronger than Da Luo!

How can it be that even a single imprint can't be erased?

Besides, if it's really so strong.

He had already died directly under the golden crow of the Great Sun. Then can you wait for the rescue of the Lu Zhudao people?

As if seeing the doubts in Fang Longye's heart, Lu Zhuan explained: "The power shown by this brand does not seem to be that strong."

"That's because most of the power of this brand is used to shackle, and this Fusang tree is only slightly inferior to the mother!"

Speaking of this, Lu Zhudao people gritted their teeth a little.

Don't blame him for that.

In fact, his initial plan was to rely on the heart of Di Jun, the demon emperor's beloved son, and borrow his hand to help him cultivate the branch that the branch turned into.

When the time comes, he can transfer the true spirit to his own branch and use it to reduce the difficulty of transformation.

As a result, it backfired.

The calculations are slightly off.

His branch, under the huge resources of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, had indeed achieved an innate spiritual root.

Even compared to his ontology, it was only a little worse.

It's just that the two miscellaneous birds of Dijun and Taiyi are chicken thieves.

The two brothers joined forces, spent their hearts and minds, and divided his tree and sacrificed it heavily.

So that this Fusang branch, under the mandate of heaven, will always be the treasure of the golden crow.

even had the idea of relying on this branch to affect his ontology.

I want him to live forever and eternally, and they are slaves and servants, and the horse is the head.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

Since they are unjust, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Therefore, he secretly influenced the minds of the ten little golden crows, calculated that they would be in the sky for ten days, creating endless killings, and let Da Wu Yi shoot them all directly.

And he also took advantage of this opportunity to do the thing of doves occupying the magpie's nest.

It's just that the most suitable for his body is the Fusang branch in front of him.

Over the years, he has been spending time to eliminate the imprints left by the two miscellaneous birds of Dijun and Taiyi.

It's hateful, Donghuang Taiyi is too powerful.

Countless Yuan meetings have passed, and the imprint of Emperor Jun has long been erased by him, but the imprint left by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, no matter how he spends it, it will last for a long time.

There is not the slightest trace of absence.

The years go by, the light flies by, and no matter what means he uses, he can't mottle the imprint left by this Taiyi.

And as long as this brand is not removed for a day, he can only stagger down, and he will never be able to turn back to his true appearance and reach the top of the avenue.

When Fang Longye saw it, mentioning the golden crow brand, Lu Quan's face suddenly became gloomy, and his heart was clear.

"So, one of the things that my seniors need my help with is to help you get rid of this brand?"

Lu Zhudao first shook his head, and then shook his head.

Fang Longye was puzzled.

Lu Zhudao chuckled lightly and said, "Do you know who left this imprint?"

Fang Longye thought about the information about the books in the Demon Master's Mansion, and said uncertainly: "It should be the Eastern Emperor Taiyi?"

Anyway, there are two candidates, Dijun or Taiyi.

Naturally pick a strong one.

"That's right."

Lu Zhudao looked at Fang Longye privately, his eyes glowed with different colors, and he had a thousand years in his heart.

Donghuang Taiyi has fallen, but when they reach their realm, life and death have long been blurred.

It's hard to really die.

As early as ancient times, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was about to return to the flood wilderness, but fortunately he was stopped by Yuan Shi Tianzun.

But it can stop it for a while, but it can't stop it for a lifetime.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi is still gradually turning back the world.

The most critical thing is that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was enlightened in the final duel of the lich and jumped up.

As long as you return to heaven and earth, you can become enlightened and mixed, just wait for leisure.

Even if you reach the top, it's not impossible.

And what he did before, all kinds of calculations, can hide from the original Donghuang Taiyi, but he definitely can't hide from the Donghuang Taiyi who will return to heaven and earth in the future.

Therefore, what he needs is not only to break the imprint left by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi on the Fusang wood branch, but also to find an existence that can protect him.

"That, Senpai. In fact, you can directly find Hongyun's seniors. I really don't have such a deep relationship with Hongyun's predecessors. ”

Fang Longye felt that he was being treated by others, so he had to explain it clearly and clearly.

He didn't dare to pack the ticket, and the Red Cloud boss was willing to help Lu Jian with this.

Mainly, he was afraid of offending the person in front of him and causing him to stab a villain behind his back.

The nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, Zhao Gongming of the Daluo realm faced it, and he had no solution.

He can't bear it!

"What am I looking for Red Cloud Daoist Friends for?"

"You're what I'm looking for!"

Lu Zhudao changed his mood and looked at Fang Longye with a smile.

"Me?!"