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At the foot of Cuiyun Mountain, the red boy sat on a boulder, staring blankly at the school field below, a kind of Niu clan's armor was a little distracted in the uniform exercise. The gradually slanting sunset reflected on the red child's face, refracted in a somewhat lonely eyes, showing that his fluctuating heart seemed to be entangled in something.

Time flies with the red sun that keeps rising in the east and setting in the west, and it has been three months since the red boy came to this shijie.

For three months, the red boy kept repeating that inexplicable dream every night, and he gradually changed. It turned out that the original red boy was almost disillusioned because of his practice, but he didn't know why he was fused with it, and he was mixed into one, so the red boy "remembered" many things in the past.

"Hey!" sighed softly, he was an immature teenager, but in the afterglow of the sunset, there was an inexplicable sense of old age.

"Holy Child!" a soft call came from behind, and the red boy turned around, only to see that the person who came was wearing a water-worn silver and shiny wrought iron helmet on his head, a pair of velvet and splendid gold armor on his body, a pair of curly pointed foundation suede boots under his feet, and a silk three-strand lion belt around his waist. A pair of eyes are like mirrors, and two eyebrows are as bright as red. It was the Mighty Bull Demon King who had just come out of the Basho Cave.

"Father!" the red boy stood up, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and looked at the Pingtian Great Sage in front of him, who was famous in the demon world. Late at night on the day when the red boy woke up, the Bull Demon King was in a hurry to set up the demon wind and return to Cuiyun Mountain after dealing with the unforgiving concubine jade-faced fox, but after learning that his son woke up, he was afraid of disturbing him, so he took a look at it from a distance, and did not meet the red boy until he got up the next day. It can be seen how the famous Mighty Bull Demon King of the Three Realms loves his heirs.

"The Holy Child just saw it, but what is on his mind?" The Bull Demon King has always been a heroic image in the hearts of the demons and gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms, and he dares to block hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals alone, how many people can do that kind of domineering? There are only two people who can make him speak softly, and over there are the Holy Infant Red Child and the little concubine Jade-faced Fox. For the red boy, he has a deep affection for licking calves, but whether the care for the jade-faced fox is false or a play on the spot, only the two of them know.

"Father, the child has something unclear, and I ask my father to teach me. The red boy looked at the burly figure and bowed slightly.

"What's the matter with my son, but it's okay to say?" the Bull Demon King stepped forward, sat down on the boulder, and turned to look at his son, his eyes full of concern.

"Father is a great sage of the Three Realms, he will get seventy-two changes, the five elements of retreat, and the magic of heaven and earth, but why does he never teach the child himself?"

"Hey!" the Bull Demon King sighed when he heard this, then glanced at the red child, stretched out his hand and gently patted the top of his son's head and said, "But it's not that the father doesn't teach you, but in fact, the father himself is still not good at school, I'm afraid it will delay my holy child." ”

The Bull Demon King said, but with a slight wave of his hand, before the red boy could react, he found that he had been taken to a secret room.

The red boy looked around with some curiosity, but found that in the secret room, except for the two futons, there was only the portrait hanging on the wall. At that moment, he looked at the picture scroll, and saw that there was a green-robed Taoist on it, standing with a sword. From a distance, it seems that his face is blurry and he can't see it really, but when he looks closely, he sees that the Taoist has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a jade face and black beard, and a natural Dao realm lingering on his body, as if he is looking at the red child, and seems to be about to walk down from the picture. But he was frightened, and hurriedly looked away, and landed on the sword behind the Taoist, only to feel that the Heavenly Sword Qi stood between the desolation and the desolation, and it could easily break the space and destroy the Three Realms......

"Come here!" the Bull Demon King's voice interrupted the red boy and freed him from the scroll.

"Shhh

Seeing this, the red boy was shocked, only to feel that his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't realize that he was sweating profusely, gasped, and asked repeatedly, "Father, what is this?"

"Kneel!" the Bull Demon King knelt on one of the futons with a solemn face, his expression reverent.

"Oh. When the red boy heard this, he had to kneel on another futon.

"The person on the painting is your ancestor, the supreme saint of the Three Realms, the sage of the sect of interception, the master of the Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun Tongtian Sect. The Bull Demon King glanced at the red boy, a hint of softness flashed in his eyes, and then spoke.

"The red boy has seen the saint ancestor!" when the red boy heard this, he said in his heart, sure enough.

"Do I know why my father named you the Holy Child?" After the red boy finished saluting, the Bull Demon King suddenly spoke.

"The child doesn't know. When the red boy heard this, he shook his head, muttering in his heart, but he was a little curious.

"To be a father is to intercept the saint to sit down on the Kui Niu, to be protected by the saint, and to go through the great calamity. The Bull Demon King suddenly sighed.

The Great Tribulation of the Gods, the Twelve Golden Immortals have not beheaded three corpses for 1,500 years, so they are guilty of the Red Dust Murder. When the Jade Emperor of Haotian entered the Heavenly Court, he felt that the Heavenly Court was empty and there was no one to make it, so he asked Daozu for a list of gods, and wanted the disciples of the three sects to sign a contract on the list, all three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods, maintain the operation of the Three Realms and Six Realms, enter the Heavenly Court, and listen to his orders, which caused the dissatisfaction of the saints of the three sects. However, this is determined by Daozu Hongjun, and it is the number of days. At that time, the interception of the sect was the best of the flood and famine, the incense was prosperous, known as the ten thousand immortals to the dynasty, and the three saints were the three merchants, but the spearhead was aimed at the interception of the sect, and he wanted to be on the list with more disciples of the interception of the sect, and he had all the days.

The saints of Shangqing Tongtian took pity on their disciples, and made an appointment with all the saints, and when the catastrophe came, they all looked at the will of heaven. However, the interception of the ten thousand immortals came to the dynasty, and it became a nail in the eyes of the saints as early as possible, and the gods were in a battle, and the Taiqing sage Taishang Laojun and the Yuqing sage Yuan Shi Tianzun united with the two saints of the Western Sect to oppress the sect together. The Tongtian Sage was instigated by the eldest disciple Duobao Daoren, so it was convenient for the Jiepai to swing down the Xuan Immortal Jian Zhen and fight with the Four Sages. In the end, they were outnumbered, the general trend had gone, the sect fell apart, and many Taoist friends were either on the list or were crossed by Western saints, and most of them turned to ashes.

"This is a great hatred in my father's heart, but I am a disciple of Taoism, but I can't disrespect Sanqing, I only hate the two saints of the West who fell into the well, plundered many Taoist friends, and became slaves and maids. He teaches himself in the West to be at ease and free from cause and effect. He even claimed to have 3,000 methods and became holy in nine turns. Although this holiness is not the other's holy, it is a transcendent and special meaning, but I am not convinced. Therefore to be holy to my son is to be holy by nature. After a long time, the Bull Demon King suddenly spoke, but he laughed, looked at the red child, hugged him with some pity, and said: "Besides, my son has excellent qualifications, he has a four-grade heavenly immortal cultivation as soon as he was born, and there is an extremely strong fire yuan power in his body is innate qi, these qualifications are comparable to many innate gods, and compared to my sect elder brother Duobao Daoren, he is also much better, even compared to today's Heavenly Dao saints, it is not much weaker." ”

"But Daddy, why ......" Red Boy was shocked when he heard this, and said.

"The child wants to ask, why has his cultivation stagnated for so many years?" The Bull Demon King sighed lightly when he heard this, and then looked up at the portrait of the Tongtian Sect Master and said: "It's a pity that my father is not proficient in learning and art, although it is complicated, but he has not yet explored the Great Luo Heavenly Dao, otherwise he should be able to refine his own fire yuan power for the child." ”

At this time, the red boy was turning a monstrous wave in his heart, if he could, he would definitely complain for three days and three nights, it turned out that it was not that he couldn't practice, but because his qualifications were too good to practice. What is this? The red boy suddenly understood why the soul that had been integrated into him was so confused.

It turned out that because they had not been able to help Red Boy refine his own fire power, the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess had no other way, so they repeatedly calculated and asked for help from many parties, but they only got an answer of "self-inflicted". No, the Bull Demon King had no choice but to pass on the most basic Shangqing Dao method of the red boy, and did not pass on the supernatural powers.

Therefore, from his birth to now, Red Boy has been practicing for decades but has not made any progress. Fifty years ago, after witnessing his father's return from Huaguo Mountain, he was depressed and even addicted to beauty, which made the red child even more sad. The red boy is pure and good-natured, the most loyal and filial, but he feels that his father must have encountered a big problem, but he can't share it with him, so he practices hard day and night. I don't want to finally go crazy.

At this moment, the red boy seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle in his heart, and there was an inexplicable emotion, looking at his father blankly, his face was full of bitterness.

"Hehe, why do I have to be like this?" Seeing this, the Bull Demon King reached out and gently scratched the bridge of the red boy's nose, and then said with a smile: "I have repeatedly calculated that my son should have an adventure, worship a famous teacher, and since then he has cultivated to break through, and it is difficult to meet opponents in the Three Realms." ”

"Adventure?" the red boy suddenly remembered a name in his mind, Flaming Mountain......