Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Am the Teacher's Favorite Cub

Endless seabed, among the giant fairy snails.

It has been tens of thousands of years since Candle Nine Yin descended from the mountain.

In the past tens of thousands of years, he has traveled the entire Nanzhan Continent, spent a wonderful night with various beautiful creatures, and finally returned to Penglai Bay to play.

Here, he took in a new little brother.

This little brother is also the body of the dragon of the ancient relics, but he didn't have such good luck, he was ignited by the saint, and he could only rely on his own chance and hard work, practiced for ten thousand years, and opened his spiritual wisdom little by little.

Turbidity Jiuyin saw that he was very kind, took him with him, and mentioned it from time to time, as a nephew.

On this day, Candle Jiuyin was dining under the service of a group of frog concubines and clam girls, and his little brother hurried over and said, "Big brother, I heard you say that you have practiced in front of Hongjun Dao Ancestor for ten thousand years and are deeply favored?"

Candle Jiuyin put down the wine and said: "Yes, the eldest brother is Mr. Hongjun's favorite cub, and now he has secretly descended the mountain for tens of thousands of years, presumably his old man must be worried, and he misses me every day!"

After taking a long sip and burping, Candle Jiuyin said with emotion: "Okay, no matter, the entire Nanzhan Continent has been fully traveled, the wanderer Angelica Mountain, and the milk swallow should be thrown into the forest!"

Ao Guang, you pack up for your eldest brother, and I will go back to Buzhou Mountain to visit the teacher in the near future, so as to relieve his lovesickness. ”

Candle Jiuyin's younger brother Ao Guang was all blue, and he was a frog, but his face was a little strange at this time.

The green is red, the red is black, and the black is not autumn...... It's green, it's blue, it's purple......

In short, he glanced at Candle Jiuyin with a strange expression, and said cautiously: "Big brother, but I heard rumors outside that the first disciple of Hongjun Dao Ancestor is a Taoist named Li Mu......"

Candle Jiuyin frowned, lifted a small yellow croaker and put it in his mouth: "Maybe it's a junior who doesn't know the severity, the rumors spread randomly......"

Ao Guang shook his head and said, "It's impossible, all the great monks of Zixiao Palace who have heard the Tao say so......"

"Hehe......"

Candle Jiuyin laughed embarrassedly twice, and said, "Maybe the teacher has accepted a new disciple, after all, I have been gone for so long, and I want to find comfort when I see things and think about people......

"I see!"

Ao Guang nodded and said, "I'll just say, eldest brother, you are deeply favored by Dao Ancestor, how can you not be the first apprentice!"

By the way, eldest brother, what is the innate spirit treasure that Hongjun Dao Ancestor gave you? I heard that it is called Li Mu, and he has obtained a series of treasures such as the Taiji Diagram, the Flame Light Banner from the Ground, and the Nine Dragons Golden Scepter.

Those things are very powerful just by listening to the name, presumably the Dao Ancestor gave you is even more extraordinary, right?

Take it out and let the little brother open his eyes!"

Every time Ao Guang said a word, Candle Jiuyin's face turned pale, and when he finished speaking, there was a snap, and the little yellow fish in Candle Jiuyin's hand had already fallen to the ground.

"Don't say it, my eldest brother's heart hurts a little......"

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The news of everyone's treasure did not come from Zixiao Palace, but from Li Zhuang.

Since the end of Hongjun's lecture, all the true cultivators who have listened to the sermon have returned to their respective dojos to consolidate what they have gained from listening to the sermon with peace of mind.

But they are not in retreat, and they are not blind to what is going on outside the window.

In fact, except for the Styx Dao people who fled to the north of Luzhou, everyone was staring at Buzhou Mountain all the time, staring at the six people who were left behind by Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

After a few months, the few students who stayed behind finally descended the mountain.

Wu Du and Bao Shu drove away from the treasures, and as soon as they retreated in the spiritual mountains in the extreme west, no one could disturb them.

The nun was also unseen, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only the three Li Mu brothers came to Li Zhuang to find the Tibetan Tuanzi Daxian to return the gift.

Originally, according to the meaning of the reed real person, he just ate a bite of pork from Tibetan dumplings.

If a bite of meat can be regarded as a friend, wouldn't his reed brother be all over the world?

Although he thought so, he had to go with him.

Because it is the will of Hongjun Daozu to return the Tibetan dumplings.

Zang Tuanzi was the first person to ascend to the thirty-three heavens, and he offered yellow soup and white meat to Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Daozu felt that although he had no master-apprentice relationship, he did not lose the friendship between him.

Therefore, the three turbid disciples under the seat were specially ordered to give the treasure on their behalf.

Li Mu took out a piece of paper, handed it to the Tibetan dumplings, and said: "This is a book from the ground, the surface is rough, the water absorption is very strong, it is a treasure of defense, the teacher once said, this treasure should be in the Taoist friends have a fate." ”

Tibetan dumplings have another innate spiritual treasure, and they are overjoyed.

He immediately instructed the duck-neck boy to cook meat to make soup, and invited the three turbidities and one drunk to rest.

It was also this drunkenness that spread the story of the six people sharing the treasure rock and debao.

Not only did each of the three turbidities get a few innate spirit treasures, but the rest of them also got a lot of treasures.

It's just that relatively speaking, the two Western monks have the least income.

According to Hongjun Daozu, this is fate.

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it.

Only Wu Du and Baoshu themselves know that they are afraid that it was the wick that they took from the ancient heavenly fire before, which caused them to lose a lot of opportunities on the Fenbao Rock.

A peck and a drink, all for days, must have been arranged by the true god and his old man.

The second monk did not dare to complain, but could only be indignant in his heart.

Whether it is a person who has a lot of treasure or a person who has a small amount of treasure, this is a supreme opportunity for other monks.

There are those who envy, and there are those who are envious.

However, those who dare to think differently are not available for the time being.

These are given by Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who dares to rob them?

Besides, these six people are not Wuxia Ameng, except for the sixth-ranked female cultivator who has been spurting blood, she may not have listened to the sermon much, and the cultivation of the others has already been a long time ago.

Whether it is the three turbidities in a group, or the two monks who are far away from the west, they are not easy to mess with.

Therefore, in the next period of time, except for a little dragon who did not want to be named, hiding in a dark corner and cursing in circles, no one went to find the trouble of the six disciples of Hongjun.

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The days passed, and the fairy world was still calm.

And thirty-three days away, there was a small, delicate attic, the color of which was like a dark volute.

The world has never known the trace of the nun sitting on the sixth futon.

Unexpectedly, she didn't go down to the Thirty-Three Heavens at all, but stayed in the heavens and settled down at a distance from Zixiao Palace.

There's no way around it.

Although this nun is mediocre in terms of qualifications, in fact, it is all relative.

People who can meet the requirements of the system and lift the sun to soar, which one is not the dragon and phoenix among people?

It's just that this female cultivator, like those students who were admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, was originally a top-notch figure in their respective middle schools, but when they arrived at the university, they could only stand out from the crowd.

In the final analysis, the scumbags of Qingbei are essentially scholars.

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