I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 223 High Priest Zhu Rong

"Good wine! Huanglong, come here, you will be my brother Zhurong from now on!"

Zhu Rong was so drunk that he was so drunk that he directly put on Huang Long's shoulder.

"Yes, Brother Huanglong, come again!"

Prince Changqin, who was a little drowsy from drinking, booed loudly.

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Zhurong tribe, after countless days, Huang Long, who was working part-time as the high priest of Zhurong tribe, patted his head helplessly, still couldn't help but think about what happened that day.

To put it simply, it is the story of three drunks who got drunk and almost became sworn brothers together.

To put it more complicatedly, Huanglong almost had a relationship with a father and son again, so we have to talk about each other.

However, the wine, so good, really exceeded Huang Long's expectation.

Taoist Xuanyuan, with such an obvious name, is of course Huanglong's alias.

In the beginning, this trumpet was mainly used to sell wine.

After all, West Kunlun belongs to a major force in the world, and since Penglai, in the eyes of most powerful people, East and West Kunlun are one, so many people have scruples about doing business with West Kunlun.

On the contrary, Taoist Xuanyuan is so mysterious, they don't have too many scruples.

Later, after discovering that almost no one in the lineage of the Demon God is not good at drinking, Taoist Xuanyuan successfully made some connections with the high-level officials of several lines.

As for the so-called thirty altars in 1000 years, is it enough?

This last jar is my burning life, brewed for you!

But this wine is so good, Huang Long really didn't expect it.

He didn't brew this wine, he hasn't reached the point where he can brew dry wine.

It was brewed by his uncle himself, and he said that he would not disappoint Huanglong.

Afterwards, Huang Long looked at it and found that there were many ingredients of hallucinogens.

But he couldn't kill anyone, so he drank it, but he found that he still underestimated his uncle's ability.

The picture of the three people is really unbearable to look at.

However, the benefits are also obvious.

If it is said that when Zhu Rong first came to Chongshan, his favorability towards Huanglong was negative twenty.

When Huanglong told about Hongyun's whereabouts, his favorability was forty.

After taking a bath in the magma, the favorability is [-].

Now, it is eighty.

After coming out, he was directly given the position of the high priest.

Let Huanglong's status as a guest official of the Demon God Clan be directly comparable to the Jieyin of the Houtu tribe and Fuxi of the Jumang tribe.

In a sense, it can be regarded as a promotion!
Just one thing to say, if it wasn't because of the human race, Huang Long would not be very happy.

Because Zhu Rong didn't give money!
It's fine if you don't give Lingbao, and you don't even give it blood.

Whoring and squeezing.

Excessive!

If Huanglong hadn't been able to squeeze back from his descendants, Huanglong would have left long ago.

"Godfather, I've dealt with it. I've beaten up all the people of the fire line. It's not challenging, it's all scum."

Just when Huang Long was still cumbersome, a figure rushed in hurriedly.

"Okay, good boy, sit here, and in a few days, you're going to train them." Huang Long said while stroking Xing Tian's little head who rushed in.

"Godfather, don't touch it anymore. If you touch it again, you will really not grow up." Xing Tian complained dissatisfied. After 1 years, his cultivation base has also reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he is only eleven or twelve years old. look.

"If you don't break through to the Da Luo Jinxian, you won't grow up. It has nothing to do with my godfather." Huang Long said, Xing Tian's blood is very pure, not to mention the wine roots are red, and it is still rare The blood of the descendants is stronger than the blood of the parents, which is very close to Jumang, and then add a piece of good luck colorful stone from Nuwa sister, it is really catching up, so if you want to grow up, let's become a big Luo.

"But that will take a long time." Xing Tian said with a bitter face, his old man Xing Lang didn't know how many yuanhuis, he was still Taiyi Jinxian.

——I can't beat him now!
"Otherwise? Although it is said that golden immortals can live forever, but in this prehistoric land, find a place where there are dense creatures, throw a stone down casually, hit ten of them, and at least seven of them are golden immortals. Only Da Luo can be regarded as a big hit." Yes, it’s not a big deal, even if you die, you will be given a chance to be resurrected. It’s like the battle of Penglai back then. You are under the master’s sect, and there are not many Daluo disciples.” Huang Long said.

"Godfather, they all say that luck is enough to increase the possibility of a breakthrough? I'll figure it out. My witch clan prepares a great witch, the human race prepares a war god, and the Xuanmen prepares a great immortal. They are all preparations. If luck is not stable, how about godfather you?" Accept me, so that I can be justified as a Taoist immortal." Xing Tian looked at Huang Long expectantly and said.

"Don't use your crooked minds. Cultivation requires one step at a time, and shortcuts are prone to accidents." Huang Long did not agree. Although using luck to break through is not a crooked way, but a righteous way, Huang Long doesn't really want to accept disciples, even if Xing Tian is now Being both his student and his godson, he was actually as important as an apprentice, but if he opened the door, the animals of the Jumang tribe would have to kneel in Kunlun and ask him to take all their sons.

At that time, it is not good to reject either.

Moreover, Xing Tian's luck is good enough.

Throughout the ages, whether it's mythology or history, how many people rushed to the palace of heaven, one-on-one with the emperor of heaven, were beheaded, still alive, and finally just sealed?
Adding a bit of Xuanmen luck will not have much impact, and the way to practice is to practice steadily.

"Okay, that's it again." Being rejected again, Xing Tian muttered dissatisfied.

"Huh?" Huang Long frowned and turned his head, looking at Xing Tian, ​​who hadn't seen him for thousands of years, how courageous?
There are fewer questions written recently, right?

Childhood is not complete enough?
Say it again.

Huang Long glanced over, Xing Tian's knees suddenly softened, subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but when he was about to move, he stopped abruptly with amazing self-control, why kneeling, isn't this a big mistake yet?
And I've done meritorious service.

Immediately said: "Godfather, I suddenly remembered, God hurt that kid, and today I made an appointment to fight with my godfather, he is too stupid to convince his godfather, I'm going to beat him right now, to vent my anger on my godfather!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry!
We are not afraid of godfather, we are respecting godfather!
Seeing Huanglong shaking his head secretly, silly boy, so naive, silently took out a pile of homework, put it aside, and after Xing Tian came back, let him experience what it means to have a comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor.

Then, read on to these affairs in the vein of fire.

Whether it is big or small, it is very tricky.

However, so be it.

It's nothing more than asking Huanglong to do what he did in the Jumang tribe again.

Of course, the Zhurong tribe and the Jumang tribe are somewhat different. Zhurong and Jumang have different personalities and different rights, so in fact, the operation is somewhat different.

Need to make some adjustments, but it is not difficult for Huanglong.

The only thing to pay attention to is the vein of water near the vein of fire.

That's right, the Gonggong branch is near Chongshan.

Even the base camp of Gonggong is not far from Chongshan.

The south is fire, and the north is water.

Logically speaking, Zhurong and Gonggong should be one south and one north, without interfering with each other.

But first of all, he is very strange in this prehistoric land, where yin and yang are twins, and there are such two, extremely negative and yang.

Secondly, Gong Gong is the god of water, but among the twelve demon gods there is also a demon god of ice, Xuan Ming.

Although Xuanming ranks No.11, only bigger than Houtu, and Gonggong ranks fourth, but the actual combat strength is another matter.

There was an infighting at the beginning.

Afterwards, Xuan Ming became a part-time Poseidon.

Also know who is strong and who is weak.

Zhu Ronghe Gonggong is like this, you see me unhappy, I see you unhappy to make ends meet.

The two tribes, also because of their nature, often fight.

It was okay before, after all, there was still an external force from the Heavenly Court, but now that the Heavenly Court is abolished, they played more excitingly.

Make a fuss every now and then.

Huanglong also needs to deal with it, but fortunately, the problem is not too big and can be sustained.

It is because of this that the Zhurong tribe is more aggressive, and the juniors are not as obedient and easy to teach as the Jumang tribe.

As a good teacher, Huang Long is not good at punishing them physically.

Just let Xing Tian go.

After all, Xing Tian is also a child!
When children fight, how can adults manage them?
　There is one more, before twelve o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)