It was the end of autumn, but the area around Haoshan was still molten gold and shining, and it was bitter and hot.

Ren Qinglian remembered that in her previous life, in the Journey to the West, she often liked to use "eight hundred miles" to describe the mountains and rivers, such as the eight hundred miles of quicksand river, eight hundred miles of Huangfeng Mountain, eight hundred miles of flame mountain, etc., but there were two exceptions, that is, the "six hundred miles" of Pingdingshan and Horn Mountain.

Now it seems that this so-called "six hundred miles" is probably only described because the monsters in the two places are children, in fact, the number mountain in front of you is not only not smaller than the mountains of Huangfengling, but also seems to be much larger.

Shaking her head, Ren Qinglian set her eyes on a red cloud floating in the mountain col in the distance, rising straight into the Nine Clouds, gathering a ball of fire.

"Looks like I'm here a little early!" If he guessed correctly, the red boy was in that col at this time, "but it's okay to take the opportunity to see what this red boy is all about!"

In later generations, Ren Qinglian once read a post on the Internet, saying that this red boy is Yunyun, the illegitimate son of Taishang Laojun, but this is obviously impossible, but whether it is the Samadhi Shenhuo of Tushi Palace or the banana fan of Rakshasa Girl, it shows that Taishang Laojun played an important role in this.

Thinking about it, he stepped on Tiangang, and his figure had come to the boulder on the top of the nearby cliff.

The wind blows the clothes, and the eyes of the Xuan Pupil are extremely visible——

The dry pine stream pine forest is dense, there is a living water flying stream under the stream, the Milky Way hangs upside down at the head of the stream, there is a stone slab bridge there, the end of the bridge is a cave, and there are three ancient seal characters of "Huoyun Cave" written on it.

"It seems that the Holy Infant King should be cultivating, but although the Samadhi True Fire in his body is masterful, it seems that he can't perfectly control this power!"

After talking to himself, his body had risen by himself, just like a handsome falcon, and flew straight to the cave filled with fire and mist in the stream.

"It's a pity that although the Jiao Demon King has been in contact with the Bull Demon King, I haven't seen this red child, otherwise, I can become the appearance of the Jiao Demon King......" Ren Qinglian said that the Jiao Demon King's humanoid appearance, with his ability to transform into bones, he can easily change his human face into the appearance of the Jiao Demon King.

Just thinking about it, in the fire and mist, someone suddenly spoke: "Who is wandering here, do you know that the Holy Child King is not receiving foreign guests in this dry pine stream?"

Ren Qinglian's heart moved, with the help of the essence blood of the mosquito Dao people, she performed the Demon Blood Viane Technique, turned into a black-clothed monster with a sharp mouth, landed on the bridge, put away the blood wings behind her back, and said with a smile: "I have heard the prestige of the Holy Infant King for a long time, and I have come to take refuge in the black whirlwind of Lower Pingding Mountain!"

"Pingdingshan Black Whirlwind?" In the fire mist, a little silver star flew up into the sky, and in an instant, it was in front of Ren Qinglian, it was actually a huge white parrot, seeing Ren Qinglian was slightly stunned, and then said with some surprise: "Are you also a bird?"

Ren Qinglian looked at the parrot in front of her with golden eyes and snow feathers, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, big brother parrot, please help me go in and talk to the Holy Infant King." ”

This parrot is a little bigger than the old fox fairy's Yun Xuehe, and it's not bad to be a mount, secretly, Ren Qinglian thought.

The parrot spirit nodded, and shouted to Ren Qinglian with an old-fashioned tilt: "Since you have come thousands of miles to serve, I will pass it on to you first to see what the king means." ”

Ren Qinglian saw that it was eloquent, not only did it have no ambiguity in bird language, but her words were quite elegant, and she liked it more and more, so she nodded and smiled: "Then there is Brother Lao Parrot to help, and the black whirlwind is here waiting for a reply." ”

The parrot exclaimed, "You are a very good person, and I will say a few good things for you." After speaking, the flying general came, and the two wings were suddenly retracted, like a flying star of lightning, thrown into the fire mist.

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In the Fire Cloud Cave, the red boy who was breathing and breathing sensed the parrot flying in, opened his mouth and inhaled, took those fire mist vitality into his mouth, opened his eyes and smiled: "Da Bai, you are not outside to watch the door, is there something wrong with me here!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took the white parrot in his arms and stroked its feathers, smiling with a smile on his face.

This parrot is a pet he caught when he was practicing in the Flame Mountain, and he has been cultivating with him all these years, but it just hasn't grown much, and he can't transform for so many years, and he doesn't know what breed it is, but judging from the fact that it is not afraid of samadhi true fire, its origin is also extraordinary.

Hugged by the red boy, the parrot spirit looked comfortable, and it took a long time to remember what was going on, and turned his head and said: "There is a bird demon from Pingdingshan outside, saying that he is going to defect to the king!"

"Pingdingshan?" Red Boy's eyes lit up, "The spies reported that Tang Sanzang and the others only left Pingdingshan not long ago, it seems that he escaped from there, and just asked him for some news about Tang Seng!"

The parrot spirit found a comfortable position to lie down, and wondered: "It's just a few monks, where is the Huoyun fruit delicious! The king has been thinking about it for so long......

"Hehe, what do you know, the Tang monk of the Eastern Land went to the West Heaven to learn the scriptures, and he was the reincarnation of Elder Jin Cicada, a good person who practiced in the tenth generation. If someone eats a piece of his meat, he will be able to live a long life and rest with heaven and earth. Red Boy laughed.

The parrot's eyes lit up: "It's really fake, king, then you can give me a little taste!"

"Huh, aren't you a vegetarian?" said the red boy with a smile in his eyes.

The parrot spirit was a little anxious, "Didn't the king say, that Tang Sanzang is a golden silkworm to attain the Tao, since ancient times, there is a cloud that 'birds eat insects are natural'......"

The red boy couldn't help laughing, he didn't know where his parrot learned these words, looking at the monsters around him with the same eager expression, he laughed loudly: "Don't worry, not only you, when the time comes, our brothers in the cave will have Tang monk meat to eat!"

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Soon, Ren Qinglian turned around a few bushes of trees and strange flowers under the leadership of the parrot and came to the Fire Cloud Cave.

Looking around, the stone in the cave is white and fine, warm and moist like jade, there is a very light and elegant fragrance, hidden and attacking.

"Purple jade is warm and fragrant?" Ren Qinglian was secretly surprised, this was a very rare jade, and the fragrance in it had great benefits for cultivation.

Just as he was thinking about it, a children's voice had already come: "You are the black whirlwind of Pingdingshan?"

Ren Qinglian followed the sound and saw a boy with a red face sitting on the cloud bed in the distance, his face was like powder, his lips were like vermilion, his temples were green, and his eyebrows were crescent, which was somewhat similar to Nezha in the cartoon in his previous life.

"It's the little demon, the black whirlwind has seen the Holy Child King!" Ren Qinglian dressed solemnly and bowed respectfully.