A look of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the Peng Demon King standing on the upper left, others couldn't see the cleverness of this hand, he could naturally see it.

This is the grasp of Nanming's separation from the fire to the point of perfection, so that things can be done.

Nanming, who can burn the sky and boil the sea, is perfectly restrained from the power of the fire, without revealing the slightest, this kind of control over the flame is probably not possible for many people of the Feng clan, it seems that Mo Chen, this kid, has gained a lot of benefits in the recent war.

Indeed, in the flames comparable to Feng Zu, Mo Chen had already seen through how to go ahead, and he didn't dare to say anything about breaking through Da Luo, but if he was given time, there was no bottleneck at the peak of the Golden Immortal.

But it was said that the wind mixed with flames hit the layer of Nanming Li's fire cover, but it was a faint ripple, the flames melted into it, and the wind blew gently from the cover, it seemed that there was no way to break the defense.

Mo Chen wondered in his heart, although this fire was a samadhi true fire, but that wind was nothing more powerful than its commendable speed, and it was really delusional to try to disrupt his wedding with such an attack.

"Ahh

Just as Mo Chen was thinking, the voice of the child who was screaming suddenly changed, and his tone asked him to withdraw Nanming from the fire in a panic?

Who's this?

This thought just flashed through Mo Chen's mind, but he felt that a figure had smashed on Nanming Lihuo, it was a child!

A layer of flame cover, people can naturally smash through, but after smashing through, it was attached to the body by the raging flames and began to burn, and the boy's cry became even more tragic.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, but it was the boy who slammed into the ground in front of the main hall, and fell out of a small pit.

The little boy screamed miserably, then jumped up, ran around, and shouted: "Senior brother, hurry, quickly extinguish this Nanming fire for me." ”

Brother, call me?

A trace of conjecture flashed in Mo Chen's heart, and as soon as the mana on his body turned, the Nanming Lihuo that was burning on the little boy suddenly disappeared.

Without the flames, the little boy didn't struggle, just sat on the ground, gasping for breath, embarrassed.

Mo Chen fixed his eyes and saw that the little boy was wearing a dark blue robe, and he didn't have anything to do under the burning of Nanming Lihuo, but when he was struggling just now, he was stained with a lot of ashes, and his immature little face was blackened and whitened by the flames, I don't know if it was Nanming Lihuo, or the Samadhi True Fire mixed in the wind.

Although it was only Nan Ming who only burned on him for a short time from the fire, he didn't even burn his clothes, which made Mo Chen even more sure of the guess in his heart, he was a person from Tushi Palace, otherwise why would he call him senior brother?

Jin Jiao's heart was really bitter, he originally thought that Meicha was like a silver horn, but the old man was afraid that he would miss the hour, so he directly sent him down with a wind and fire fan.

The wind and fire fan is not a mortal thing, but the leaves on the first banana tree in heaven and earth, the banana fan of the princess of the iron fan is one of these leaves, and the wind and fire fan in the hands of Taishang Laojun is also one of them, all of which are innate spiritual treasures.

Wind and fire pu fan, you can fan the wind, you can also come out of the fire, but also wind and fire concurrently, used for alchemy to see the fire is the most wonderful, Taishang Laojun in order to punish this golden horn boy, naturally is the wind and fire, Samadhi real fire incineration, the golden horn is a treasure to protect the body, but the pain of burning is not weakened at all, hard to bear, this is in the wind wow wow scream, all painful.

That's it, I finally got to the place, and I was burned by Nanming from the fire for a while, Nanming was much more domineering than the Samadhi True Fire, and the burning was more painful, so he fell from the air and screamed even worse.

The golden horn sitting on the ground was full of resentment, you said that the kid with the silver horn took the errand and ran away leisurely, and he didn't come back until now, and he was punished for his conscientious alchemy, it's really the same life, they are all children, why is he so comfortable?

Just when Jin Jiao secretly complained that he hadn't noticed that he had interrupted the wedding and became the focus of attention on the field, Mo Chen took a step and walked out of the deepest part of the hall to his side.

"The boy is polite, I don't know what to call it, why do you call me senior brother?" Mo Chen made a bow before asking, although he knew what the situation was in his heart, but after all, he did not go to heaven to worship in person, and he could not completely determine the relationship, and this is a boy from Tushi Palace, so he naturally has to do a good job of superficial etiquette.

"I can't help it, senior brother can't do it, the golden horn can't bear this gift!" The Dao Tong saw Mo Chen saluting him, and immediately jumped three feet high, and he couldn't complain, so he dodged away and avoided this salute.

The disciple appointed by the old master was very different from their status as a Taoist child, how could he dare to accept this gift?

Since the beginning of heaven and earth and the opening of Hongmeng, Taishang Laojun has only accepted one disciple, that is the Xuandu Grand Master, and Mo Chen is the second. As for the other Eight Immortals or the boys in the Tushi Palace, they can only be regarded as the registered disciples of Taishang Laojun, and they cannot be regarded as personal transmissions, after all, Taishang Laojun has not personally said that they will be accepted as apprentices.

There is a difference between such intimacy and intimacy, Rao is golden horn has followed Taishang Laojun for I don't know how many years, and I don't dare to take it big in front of my own disciples!

"Okay, don't hide, fairy child, I don't give courtesy, but why do you call me senior brother, what's the matter with coming to my Bibo Pond?" Mo Chen asked with a kind face.

"Senior brother, don't you know? Didn't the master say that he would accept you as an apprentice that day? The eldest master, when he learned that you were getting married today, he specially ordered me to send you a gift from the lower realm. The Golden Horn Boy explained.

"The eldest master in your mouth is none other than the Supreme Sage who sits on the Thirty-Three Heavens in the Tushi Palace!"

"Exactly, the eldest master said, let the senior brother practice hard, and when you become a big Luo, you will go to heaven to see him, this is a congratulatory gift from the eldest lord to you!" The golden horn boy said, his little hand flicked, and a treasure light appeared, and it was a gourd made of purple gold with a faint red appearance!

Could this be the purple gourd that shines in the Journey to the West?

A hint of eagerness flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, this purple gold gourd is incredible, it is one of the seven gourds on the gourd vine used by Nuwa to create people, when these gourds were born, many great powers also fought for these gourds on the top of Buzhou Mountain at that time.

However, this fight is not a loss, those gourds are all innate spirit treasures, under the sacrifice of a lot of powers, each has an extraordinary effect, during the battle of the gods, the infinitely powerful immortal flying knife in Lu Press's hand is difficult to exist.

The Supreme Sage is going to give me this purple gold gourd?

PS: The generation of grandmaster Jin Daxia is going well.