In the abbot's fairyland, I saw the Taoist sitting on the cloud bed, the three flowers swaying on the top, and the five qi in the chest rushed out, shrouding the blessed land of the cave.

On the top of that Qingyun, on the top of the three flowers, six pure bamboos are scattered with divine light, and the colorful treasure light flows, waving, there is a golden flower phantom, and the rainbow crosses. Strands of Qinghua spray thin, like clouds like smoke, ethereal and elegant, in the Qinghua treasure light, there is only the gas of sharp gold; there is also the Xuanyuan control water flag is unparalleled, the water vapor of the Tao condenses, and turns into a flower of Xuanxi Baolian, although it is Xuanxi, but in the Xuanxi, it is blooming immeasurable brilliance, but it is the source of Xuanwei Wancai, giving birth to immeasurable vitality, and returning to the heaven and earth to extinguish, life and death are mysterious, unpredictable and unfathomable.

One side of the clear banana treasure fan, swaying uncertainly, boundless spiritual rain swallowing, falling on a giant tree, only to see a good side of the treasure tree, straight on it, the whole body is yellow and clear, the branches hang with nine plum-like fresh fruits, dancing with the wind, as if there is the fragrance of melons and fruits. There is a green dragon condensed by the aura of green Yimu, entrenched in Qingyun, shaking his head and tail, devouring the boundless spiritual rain one by one and incorporating it into his mouth. It can be seen with the naked eye that the dragon scales are getting deeper and deeper, finer, and there are starlight twinkling scales. After a while and three moments, it was spit out by the green dragon, turned into the breath of immeasurable Yimu, nourished Sanhua and Qingyun, and the roots of Huangzhong Li seemed to be shrouded in green mist, along its wood grain all the way, the fruity fragrance was more abundant, and the yellow light was overflowing.

Immediately, I heard a few pops, the yellow light on the yellow plum was victorious, a few fruits flashed the golden light, like amber fireflies, but it was a few yuan of time to conceive, the yellow plum has been fully mature, nine of each, the Tao pattern manifests, only showing immeasurable brilliance.

Seeing this, a trace of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the Taoist of no return, and he stretched out his hand to point, and saw the plum in the yellow middle, the breeze swaying, and a fruit as bright as amber fell, suspended in front of his eyes, and then, the Taoist of no return stretched out his hand on the nine heavenly clouds, and saw that the boundless cloud gas turned into a tray of Jinpa, dragged the Huang Zhong Li to the dragon mother sitting on the side, and smiled: "After a thousand years, this Huang Zhong Li has finally been able to mature, and this one is dedicated to the Taoist friend, hoping that the cultivation injury of the Taoist friend can have some benefits." ”

Seeing the Huang Zhong Li handed over by the No Return Daoist, a trace of excitement suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Dragon Mother, and she hurriedly took it, smelling the endless fruity fragrance on the Huang Zhong Li, she felt a mental shock, and the 108,000 pores of the whole body seemed to be all opened, and the injuries that had been deposited in the body for a long time seemed to have improved a lot.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, thank you Brother Dao for the treasure. Seeing this, the dragon mother hurriedly bowed to the returnless Taoist and bowed deeply.

Seeing this, the Daoist turned sideways slightly, but he only received half a salute from the Dragon Mother, and said with a smile: "Daoist friends don't need to be like this, you and I have been friends for many years, and now the qi is connected, it is natural to offer such a fruit, and it is not worthy of such a great gift from Daoist friends." ”

Hearing this, the Dragon Mother got up, put the Huang Zhong Li into her sleeve and put it away, looked at the Daoist who had no return, hesitated for a moment, and hesitated: "Brother Dao, for thousands of years, you have been working hard for this Huang Zhong Li, ignoring the world, but you don't know the changes in the flood and famine. ”

Seeing the appearance of the Dragon Mother, the Daoist frowned slightly, feeling that what the Dragon Mother was going to say next was not a good thing, so he immediately said: "Daoist friends have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Speaking of which, the second time Zixiao Palace has been preached, it has only been a thousand years, but in the past thousand years, in the desolate land, the changes are not small, that Pangu Sanqing, has become the ancestor of the Dao, and has obtained three Hongmeng purple gas, born saints, but in Kunlun Mountain to open a dojo, recruit disciples, the limelight. ”

In the past few years, there has been a lot of tossing in the West, and there has been a lot of noise, as well as Nuwa Niangniang, originally in the demon clan, Nuwa Niangniang's power is far less than that of Emperor Jun Taiyi, and even her brother Fu Xi is much stronger than her, but because of the holy position, now it can almost overshadow Emperor Jun Taiyi's status in the demon clan. ”

"Originally, how they tossed was their own business, and it had nothing to do with Brother Dao, but Brother Dao must also know that the reason why they were able to toss so much was because of what, and it was not because of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the foundation of the Great Dao. The Mother of Dragons said with burning eyes.

Hearing this, the Daoist of No Return's brows instantly furrowed, and the Dragon Mother continued as if she didn't seem to notice it.

"Now it is rumored in the wilderness that although the Hongyun Ancestor has obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is only because he sat on those six futons and was contaminated with a little breath, and also said that the Hongmeng Purple Qi that Hongyun Ancestor got should be owned by Brother Dao, and Brother Dao might as well push the boat down the river and take the Hongmeng Purple Qi. ”

Hearing this, the Daoist of No Return snorted coldly, his eyes were like torches, he looked at the Dragon Mother and said in a deep voice: "It's just nonsense, Hongmeng purple gas is the foundation of the avenue, the key to sanctification, that day in the Zixiao Palace, the master also said, everything is due to the number of days, since the Hongmeng purple gas fell into the hands of Brother Hongyun Dao, it is his fate, poor Dao has been with him for many years, how can he be disliked for the sake of illusory things, don't say this again, otherwise, I'm afraid it will hinder my feelings." ”

Seeing that what the Daoist said was so serious, the Dragon Mother hesitated for a moment and said: "Okay, since Brother Dao doesn't want Poor Dao to speak like this, then Poor Dao doesn't say it, but Brother Dao, there is a sentence, Poor Dao still has to say, Brother Dao is the only one who does not have a holy position among the disciples of Dao Ancestor, and now he is still worry-free, but after the other few people become holy in the future, Brother Dao should be so self-contained, the embarrassing situation in Zixiao Palace, Brother Dao doesn't want to encounter it again." ”

After speaking, the Dragon Mother stood up and made a mockery towards the Daoist of No Return, "Brother Dao, Poor Dao is all about this, Poor Dao said, no discomfort comes from the bottom of his heart, besides, Brother Dao has affection for Hongyun Ancestor today, whether Hongyun Ancestor has this affection, I am afraid it is not yet known, no matter what, Poor Dao will thank Brother Dao for his kindness, he will come to visit again in the future and say goodbye." After speaking, the Dragon Mother turned around and walked out of the Abbot's Fairyland, and went straight to the Zixiao Palace in the East China Sea.

Looking at the back of the Dragon Mother leaving, the returnless Taoist raised his head, and saw a pair of wise eyes, through thirty-three days, straight into the chaos, looking at the long river of fate, only to see the long river of fate surging endlessly, the Taoist luck washed uncertainly, manifesting all beings in the wilderness, life and death disillusionment, the past and the future, all in it.