This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 179
As his eyes turned, the surrounding void naturally collapsed, and a deep aura emanated from Huanglong's body. After refining the memory of the ancestor dragon, Huanglong also avoided a lot of detours.

Learn from others.

Let Huanglong's realm step into the realm of the early quasi-sage in front of him, and it is no longer the joy of a child holding a gold ingot and walking in the downtown area. Fortunately, his evil thoughts clone is staying in the devil world.

Wherever the eyes go, everything is calm, and there is a sense of seeing mountains not mountains, Nan Nan said to herself: "It's weird."

There is no time to retreat, in fact, it is only a few minutes, it is not as long as Huanglong slept in Erxian Mountain, Duobao and Huangdi are always by his side urging him to leave the retreat.

As a result, he has been unable to calm down to practice.

What's more, the Kongtong seal was taken away by the sage in the end, so in this period of karma, Duobao and Huangdi should not be on my body, but should go home and find each other.

But because it was Yuan Shi who came forward.

Huang Long also had to bite the bullet and come out, he couldn't let him confront Yuan Shi, I took the benefits, how could you just take it away at will, without any compensation.

pity?

He couldn't say that, as a disciple who was looking for rewards, he was probably the least loved by his master, and as a figure like the patriarch, he was also very generous.

Gongfa?

luck?

Dongfu?

But whatever you want, didn't I give it to you? Now it's just a tasteless innate spirit treasure, and I have to settle accounts with him. Shouldn't the spirit treasure bestowed before be taken back?

Now that it's done, what can Huanglong do?
He got up and walked out of the Yellow River Dragon Palace. Because of the influence of the Yellow Dragon's divine power, the water gods in the Yellow River Basin basically never dared to prick him anymore, obediently facing his god.

As for the disobedient.

He has long been entangled in various karma, either because he was taken away by a tiger, or because he lost the belief of the human race, resulting in low divine power and unable to condense the water god status.

Disappear.

This is not Huanglong playing tricks behind his back, but natural selection and survival of the fittest. In Shinto, the competition between gods is actually very fierce, unless you are a comfortable god.

Want nothing.

It's nothing more than changing the city wall to change the flag. No matter who is the king, even this is dangerous. When the gods and gods expand, they will inevitably lose the wings of other creatures.

In short.

Comfortable gods can't do it, and greedy and unruly gods can't do it.

It is also difficult to be a god. In the later generations, don't you live by the face of people? If it doesn't work, you are still abandoned by people. Is it a bit miserable to say.

Isn't hell on earth?

No matter what you do, it's actually difficult.

There is Xiong Tribe, the leader of tribal alliance, Huangdi sat restlessly on the stone bench, looking into the distance, without any joy at all, he asked Master Duobao.

Why not become an emperor.

But no one gave him the answer. Huanglong, the only one who had witnessed the three human emperors proclaiming the Dao, was currently retreating. The unshaven Huangdi lay helplessly on the ground.

Looking at the stars in the sky.

Having seen the magnificence of the sea, he was able to adapt to his short life. Like most people, he would be mediocre, and after a hundred years, he would turn into a handful of loess.He is not reconciled.

He looked helplessly at the master who was meditating not far away.

"Master, how many years has Huanglong been in seclusion?"

"38 years." Duobao opened his eyes, flashing with thunderous fury. Regarding Huanglong's delay, Duobao actually had an answer in his heart, and at the same time, he was willing to give Huanglong face.

But the Yellow Emperor is not young anymore.

From a black-haired boy to a grey-haired old man, it seems that when the wind blows, it will completely dissipate. I don't know if it is the curse of heaven and earth on the emperor.

They cannot practice immortality.

Only the theory of meritorious deeds and sanctification seems to be the shackles on the emperor. At the beginning, he hadn't discovered this problem, so Xuanyuan also practiced the method of heavenly immortals after all.

But it seems that there is also a problem with him at the same time?
As a result, the Yellow Emperor practiced the method of immortality, which had no effect at all.

"38 years? This is not the same as Master expected. This seems to be eight years longer than Xuanyuan's delay. After another ten years, I'm afraid I will become a handful of loess."

Huangdi showed a helpless sadness. If he had known this, he would never be willing to worship under Duobao, so he might as well go to Huanglong directly, this is the ladder to the sky.

The raft is made by Huanglong.

He can roam freely.

If he doesn't come out again, what should he do, his lifespan is numbered.

Duobao was about to speak to comfort him, he was determined to win the position of Emperor Teacher, this is the general trend set by the sage, and it cannot be changed at all. For him, even if there is no Huanglong, he can still ask the sage to come forward and give some advice, but Because Duobao has a relatively high spirit, he doesn't want to bother the master with everything, which is originally a competition among peers.

Introduce the concept of a saint.

That would be a bit of bullying, after all, he is not Guang Chengzi, he can let Yuanshi come, and take the initiative to send his brothers to help, he wants to prove himself, in fact, he is no worse than Guang Chengzi.

He suddenly felt a change in his spiritual consciousness, and he had been paying attention to the Chishui River. When he noticed the figure on the Chishui River, he showed a joyful expression, and said, "No need to worry. Fellow Daoist Huanglong has left the customs."

"Still coming here."

"real."

Huanglong, who was lying flat, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, but if there is a chance of longevity, who would like to lie flat, life is like grass and trees in autumn, it is meaningless at all, he still wants to see the vicissitudes of life?
Immediately afterwards, the Yellow Emperor stood up, tidied up his image, and walked outside the tribe.

Duobao looked at Huangdi who had regained the image of Mingjun, his face was full of astonishment, and then shook his head, is he a bit unqualified as a master, this disciple went out to meet Huanglong directly.

He is the first disciple of the sect.

"Hey!"

Not to mention.

Seeing Duobao suddenly in front of him, Huanglong was stunned for a moment. He thought that someone might come to pick him up, but how could it be Huangdi who was like a chicken in Duobao's hand.

torn space.

Isn't it a little too eager.

He fantasized that it might be the Yellow Emperor who prepared the food and wine, and at the worst, there should be a dance to add to the fun, and by the way, a disciple who stopped teaching would come and lead him into the banquet.

But the two came together.

Seeing Huang Di's excited eyes, Huang Long suddenly felt that he came at the wrong time.The way the Yellow Emperor looked at him was a bit like Brother Ji, he was a god.

Not some monster.

"Junior Brother Huanglong, but refining the Kongtong seal, I can't see through your cultivation completely now. I could barely see through your cultivation before. In the early days of the quasi-sage, I still can't control my aura."

Duobao glanced at Huanglong, secretly startled, has this guy cheated? As the head disciple of the Jiejiao, shouldn't he have a higher level of cultivation?

Why Huanglong.

(End of this chapter)