As soon as this snail shell appeared, it showed that it was extraordinary.

A tremendous suction force locked onto the wave-making creature.

Unable to resist, the creature was pulled out of the ocean little by little, eventually falling into the snail shell.

Retracting the magic weapon, Hongjun couldn't help but sigh again.

Just such a small fairy snail has such overwhelming power.

What kind of power should the true god who can wield the giant fairy snail possess?

After some emotion, Hongjun Daoist looked at the creature trapped in the natal magic weapon.

I saw that the creature had a slender body, like a snake, the tail of the body was not distinguished, the end had fins, the head was like a crocodile, and it had four legs and three toes.

Hongjun twisted his beard and smiled: "Although you look like a dragon, you are far worse than the evil dragon I encountered when I first came to this world." ”

On that day, he had just ascended, and when he came out of the canyon, he encountered the giant beasts of the wilderness one after another.

Although tens of thousands of years have passed, I still have lingering palpitations.

If it weren't for the supreme power of the True God to slay hundreds of millions of desolate beasts, how could he have spent tens of thousands of years on the seashore?

Although the dragon-like creatures in this snail are not worth mentioning compared to the desolate beasts.

But Hongjun still showed a sense of cherishing talent.

He set up a formation on the periphery of Penglai Bay to isolate the invasion of various creatures from the open sea.

The fact that this dragon-like creature was able to enter was a sign that it was extraordinary.

Removing it from the snail shell, Hongjun pointed at the center of its eyebrows.

The dragon-like creature that had been struggling immediately stopped struggling, and looked at Hongjun with awe and obedience in its eyes.

"Evil animal, now that you have opened your spiritual wisdom, you should follow me, practice education, know right from wrong, and don't make waves anymore, and don't know what to do. ”

Hearing Hongjun's words, the dragon-like creature hurriedly smashed its head like garlic and obediently crawled at his feet.

"Although you have this opportunity, you are still not a true dragon, a true dragon, its shape is fat and round, with mucus attached to it, and its strength is infinite, it is an ancient fierce beast.

If you are so thin and weak, and your strength is not as good as one or two, you will be called a dragon. ”

With that, Hongjun turned over and straddled the dragon and flew towards the Pangu Temple.

......

Ninety thousand years have passed.

The flame in heaven has become faint, and there is no end in sight to the eternal night.

"Teacher, you say, will the True God really come back?"

In front of the Pangu Temple, an old man in ragged clothes, his face was like a withered vine, and his cloudy eyes were staring at the heavenly fire in the night sky.

Beside him, there was a white flag, and on the white flag, a small dragon was coiled.

Jiaolong looked at the old man, followed the direction of the old man's gaze, looked at the holy fire in the sky, and sighed:

"I was born in the endless sea, and I have been in a state of confusion for thousands of years, but fortunately, with the guidance of my teacher, I finally understand all the truths under the world.

As for what era was extinguished, what true God opened the heavens, I have never seen it.

As far as I can see, you are the wisest sage in this world, with the power of reclamation from the mountains, why do you want to be bound to that ethereal oath and let yourself sit here?"

The old man's cloudy eyes were cloudy, and he didn't open his mouth until a long time.

"Nine Yin ......"

He read the dragon's name.

The word "Jiuyin", the old man vaguely remembered, seemed to be the name of a person who was very important to him.

But he couldn't remember who it was.

Except for the image of the true god who is still clear, other things have long been blurred in the passage of more than 90,000 years.

Therefore, in order to commemorate the forgotten deceased, the old man named his disciple Jiuyin.

And its surname is based on Tianhuo and is called "candle".

Hearing the teacher's call, Candle Jiuyin leaned over and enjoyed the old man's caresse.

"You must remember that the power and wisdom of the teacher are far inferior to those of the true God.

The snort of the true god can move the sea of clouds, the words of the true god can educate sentient beings, the true god can change the color of the heavens and the earth when he turns his hand, and the true god can suppress the living beings of the world by covering his hand......"

"Do you remember when I said you can't be a dragon yet, a real dragon, fat and strong, and powerful......

But such a powerful evil dragon was pecked and devoured by the divine bird......

And this divine bird is just a plaything in the hands of the true god!"

Hearing this, Candle Jiuyin's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but imagine what he would look like facing the True God.

He probably could crush himself with just one finger, right?

Although he was deeply shocked, Candle Jiuyin still looked at the holy flame in the sky, the light was much dimmer compared to 30,000 years ago, and it would even be extinguished at any time.

"Teacher, the true god is great, but it is precisely because he is so great that he may not remember the agreement with you!"

"No, it won't, Lord God...... Will definitely be back......"

......

Exactly 100,000 years have passed.

The flame in the sky left only a little afterglow.

Most of the blue-green algae in Penglai Bay have also withered, and only a few remain, lingering along the coast.

"Teacher, give up, go and pray to the idol, if there is no response, we will leave here, leave the shackles of 100,000 years!"

Candle Jiuyin had tears in his eyes, entrenched at Hongjun's feet, hoarse:

"Do you really have to wait until the heavenly fire is completely extinguished before you can pray to the true God? If this spark is not extinguished for 350,000 years, will you still be trapped here for 350,000 years?"

"I won't go, this is the Pangu Temple, the top of Buzhou Mountain, the place where I agreed with the True God......"

Hongjun looked at the sky, his eyes full of longing.

After a moment of silence, he squatted down and gently stroked the top of the head of the turbid Jiuyin: "Idiot, as a teacher, I have come from the last era, and I have already realized the vicissitudes of life.

You are different, you were born in the sea, you grew up with your teacher, and you are full of curiosity about this world.

It is human nature for you to have such thoughts, if you leave, take a tour of this famous world, but you will not leave as a teacher. ”

Hongjun stood up, still stubbornly raising his neck, looking at the east: "Lord True God will definitely come back......"

"My parents are here, not far away. Teacher, if you don't leave, how can Jiuyin leave alone!"

One person and one Jiao, hugging his head and crying.

......

There was no rooster crow in the early hours of this morning, but Zhang Zifan was a little unaccustomed to it.

When I got up and thought about it, it turned out that the last rooster had been put in the pot.

Once a person wakes up, it is easy to feel the urgency to urinate.

After a long day of ideological struggle, the desire to urinate defeated laziness, and Zhang Zifan climbed out of bed.

habitually wanted to go to the jujube tree in the yard to relieve his hands and apply fertilizer, but as soon as he got out of the house, Zhang Zifan suddenly remembered that the jujube tree had already been cut down by himself.

And that yard has now become a small world, and you can't step on it.

"By the way, I don't know if the old thief Hongjun has taken care of the oil lamp and blue-green algae for me!"

Zhang Zifan raised his eyes and looked, the east was faintly white, and the oil lamp in the courtyard had run out of oil.

"Damn, the old thief won't be so sincere, right? Let me tell me when the lights go out, do you really have to wait until there are no sparks left?"

couldn't help complaining in his heart, Zhang Zifan hurriedly held his breath and ran into the yard.

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