I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 338
Lead a group of teachers and sisters all the way forward.

Huanglong recited the Taiqing Immortal Art silently, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, suddenly his mind became clear.

In Kongtong Yinzhong, Ran Deng also woke up inexplicably.

Huang Long immediately threw him out and said, "Elder Ran Deng is alright?"

"I'm awake, thank you Brother Dao for saving me." Ran Deng said.

"In this way, there are only areas. As long as you leave an area, the influence of the inner demons in that area will be greatly weakened." Huang Long said, if this is the case, it is a good thing. Some people who are addicted will be knocked out with a slap, and then throw As far as Kongtong India is concerned.

"It should be so." Ran Deng slightly nodded, but why was there a burning pain on his face?

Could this be the case if it was invaded by a demon?
Weird.

"Go ahead." Huang Long said.

Evil, fear, and desire are all over.

So what's next?

Huanglong was puzzled, and led the crowd to continue onwards. In the endless night, with no way forward, he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

If you can't find your way, don't you want to be trapped here for the rest of your life?
What should I do?

No, the devil is not a simple person. If I can't find a way out, I'm afraid I'm going to die here.

Maybe even the Conferred God List cannot save him.

Dead.

"Ah~ Why didn't I hit the stick just now? Why did I fail so much? Let's join the master together. The eldest sister is the most favored by the master and the senior brother, followed by the second sister. I am the youngest. The master punishes me, the senior brother Punish me, why is it so difficult for me?" Halfway through, Bi Xiao suddenly felt sad and shed tears.

Huang Long and the others were taken aback, and turned around in surprise, unable to believe that the always optimistic Bi Xiao would cry.

"sorrow."

Huanglong, Jinling, Yunxiao, and Randeng said without thinking.

The sorrow of the seven emotions.

Just how so strong?
No matter what Bi Xiao said, he was also a Da Luo Golden Immortal. Although he relied on the position of a god, his Dao Heart was not so stable, even weaker than Wudang, the only Taiyi Golden Immortal here, but he didn't cry so quickly.

There is a problem here.

Huanglong was surprised and puzzled, Yunxiao was about to comfort him, and Huanglong was about to do something when he suddenly heard the sound of water flowing.

Everyone was amazed, there was such a destructive force here, why did the water flow?

He couldn't care about Bi Xiao who was crying right now, since there was a change, maybe it was the way out.

Huanglong waited to search for it in big strides, and after a while, he saw a lake in front of him, beside the lake, an old man with white hair who couldn't see clearly was lying on the water's edge, sobbing softly.

Then approaching him, everyone was inexplicably filled with sadness.

"This is not a creature that came in with us, it should be from this place." Yun Xiao said with sorrow.

"That's right, you can't see through your cultivation at a glance, it's so unpredictable, it seems like you're facing the great way, your cultivation should be higher than ours," said the Virgin of the Golden Spirit.

"Quasi-sage." Huang Long said, is this the reason why the phantom was afraid to come?
"A way out?" Qiong Xiao looked happy.

Huang Long nodded, and silently practiced the Taiqing Immortal Art, entered the wonderful realm of no one without self, and the supreme forgetfulness, then slowly approached the old Taoist, and made a bow: "Huanglong, a disciple of the poor Taoist Yuxu, pays respects to the senior, I don't know the name of the senior. ?”

"Alas~ finally a living being came. But when he came to ask me my name, he actually asked me a fairy name without a name."

"Why did he ask such cold words from his normal temperature mouth?"

"Ah~ Is this the fate of a discarded spirit like me? Do I deserve to be punished?"

"Why should I be conscious? Why can't I be an emotion?"

"Why should I live?"

Hearing Huanglong's question, the old Taoist who was slapped on the ground couldn't help crying, the Taoist rhyme filled the air, and a strong sadness hit, Jin Ling and others couldn't help their eyes flushed, Huanglong almost quit the state of forgetfulness.

Gritting his teeth secretly, he said, "Senior, it's always good to be alive. There are all kinds of scenery in this world, and there are always beautiful things, isn't it?"

"Everything is empty, pink skulls, and all forms are empty. What's so good about it? After all, everything that is good will eventually become ugly, and everything will become empty. What's so good about it?" The old Taoist said lying on the ground.

"Senior, are you in any trouble? This junior may be able to help you." Huang Long gritted his teeth.

"Help me? How can you help me? You know who I am, so how can you help me? The help you say casually is just a false hope. If you can't help me then, it will make me despair. Why bother? Why bother What? Since I'm doomed to despair, why give me hope? It's pointless, pointless!" The old man shook his head.

When the old man opened his mouth, Huang Long felt that in this small world, all the terrifying power of destruction disappeared, replaced by boundless sadness.

I really want to cry, I really don’t want to live.

What are you doing alive?

"Yeah, it's meaningless, it's meaningless. Why should I live? I'm such a failure. When I entered Kunlun, I thought it would be peaceful. In the end, my senior brother likes to punish me alone, but I still like my senior brother, huh... ..."

Huanglong still wanted to speak, but Bixiao suddenly broke down and burst into tears.

Then it seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and Wudang also collapsed all of a sudden.

"It's meaningless, it's meaningless! What are you doing alive? Among the four major disciples of Master, only I am the Taiyi Golden Immortal, not even Da Luo. Every time Qiong Xiao and the others call me Senior Sister, I am ashamed. I am incompetent. I What are you doing alive? I'm useless at all, even Senior Brother Huang Long didn't point me to Da Luo, it's because I'm incompetent."

Immediately afterwards, Qiong Xiao also collapsed.

"It's meaningless, it's meaningless! What am I doing alive? The eldest sister is extremely talented and is most respected by the brothers and teachers, and the younger sister is lively and clever and is the most loved by the brothers and teachers. I have no sense of existence at all. I can only hide in the corner What is the use of me to paint?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The old way is damned!"

In the end, the burning lamp let out a wolf howl: "What am I doing alive? What am I doing here? They say that I am a guest of Zixiao Palace, and everyone calls me the elder, but everyone looks down on me. Especially Huanglong, he Bullying me, even now, I dare not say him. I have lived a lot of my life as a dog.

"I shouldn't be alive, I'm useless at all. My lifespan is several times that of Huanglong's, but my magic power is only a fraction of his, and I may not even be able to beat Jinling Nanji. I'm incompetent.

"I'm trash. Just like this, I still want to find the Qiding Haizhu and prove the quasi-sage, but can I achieve the realm of the quasi-sage? What's the point of my hard work?

"Just in the end, let me know how useless I am? What am I trying to do?"

"Yeah, sometimes if you don't work hard enough, you don't know how trash you are. What can we do? I'm a trash that was discarded as trash." Listening to the sad words of several people, the old Taoist seemed to come a little Spirit raised his head slightly, revealing his old face behind white hair, and said, "It's meaningless, it's meaningless. Everything will be destroyed in the end, it's meaningless, just lie down together, everyone don't move, it's meaningless what."

"Yeah, it doesn't make sense... Ah! Daozu!"

Ran Deng also wanted to be furious, and then raised his head to see the face of the old man. He was shocked for a moment, and all his emotions were overwhelmed by surprise for a moment, and he jumped up suddenly, looking at the old man in shock.

"Daozu!"

The only remaining three people who could barely hold on were shocked and inexplicably shocked when they heard Ran Deng's words, and almost lost their minds.

There is only one person who dares to be called the ancestor of Dao in this prehistoric age.

Their ancestor, Tiandao Hongjun.

The ancestor of ten thousand ways, the teacher of ten thousand dharmas.

The final victor of the last calamity ended the era of Demon Sect.

And Zixiao's three lectures, created the era of Taoism, and promoted the development of prehistoric practice by himself for billions of years.

It has contributed to the current situation where there are a lot of talents, the six saints are respected, and the quasi-sages are dozens of times.

But such a stalwart character.

Lie here and cry now?
The three of Huang Long looked at each other, and no one could associate the veteran Taoist who was lying on the ground in front of him with a depressed atmosphere all over his body with the invincible Taoist ancestor who was in charge of the way of heaven and saved all living beings from fire and water.

Just kidding.

(End of this chapter)