This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 242 Misunderstanding and Unsolvable Dinner Treat
Huang Long could not help but slander: "Teaching disciples, masters will starve to death."

No one would entrust their illusory future to their disciples, and exchange their years of vision for a person's sincerity, the price is too high, even for someone they are familiar with.

Betrayal also occurs in the face of absolute interests.

The origin of Chi Jing-zi's disciple was Yin Hong, the son of King Shang Zhou.

Father and son love.

Family fun.

His failure is actually between five and five. If there is no sharp-mouthed Shen Gongbao, he may not return to the so-called Chaoge and become a prince of the last days.

The whisk in Chi Jing's hand moved slightly, looking at Yin Hong who had followed Bai He Tong outside.

"Junior brother, don't think that senior brother is mean. Even if it is our master, the Dao taught to us is only one of the veins. It is impossible to hand over all the Yuqing inheritance to us."

Huang Long was full of smiles, he didn't dare to talk about Yuanshi Tianzun secretly, he laughed aloud: "Could it be that our talents are not good enough, we don't have the foundation of sanctification, so we can't learn?"

After Chi Jing-zi heard this, he stood up abruptly, his figure transformed into an illusion, one after another complex seals, among the thousands of palm prints, concealed the Erxian Mountain Cave Mansion in the void.

"Useless work,"

Huanglong was stunned that if it was a means of preventing other gods and demons, Chi Jingzi, maybe he could really hide, but in front of the saint, what happened in the prehistoric wilderness was equivalent to the palm prints on the palm.

How can a saint not know.

"Junior Brother Huang Long, is it possible that your thinking is wrong?"

There are four religions and [-] sects in Honghuang, among which Taoism is Sanqing, and their teachers are Qi Hongjun. Although Jieyin and Zhunti have also listened to Taoism in Zixiao Palace, they are outside the Taoism.

The establishment of eight hundred side gates is a new way.

Horses and oxen do not match each other.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes: Those who have obtained the primordial purple qi can become saints, but how many are there. From this point of view, whether the prehistoric way of heaven is too selfish, there are only nine respects.

Can it represent all living beings?

In addition to being a monk, Chi Jing-zi is also a nerd. What he likes most is to express different opinions on the legends of the prehistoric, as if he was born to raise an argument.

The angle he stood at was really tricky.

Therefore, on the basis of the argument of teaching, even Guang Chengzi does not want to play chess with Chi Jing-zi, he is definitely a black person for the sake of black.

Commonly known as: angry youth.

But there is also worldly cunning at the same time.

is a man of contradictions.

Legend has it that back then, the reason why he was able to pass through the heart-refining array set up by Yuanshi Tianzun was mainly because he saw that he was a black fan, and in the illusion, Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned for a while.

A perfect example of self-taught.

This may be based on rumors or exaggerations, but in the end he succeeded and became Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple one step ahead of Huanglong.

"Brother, you can go out and turn right, and ask the saints how they became enlightened."

Hongmeng Purple Qi?

Huanglong has never seen it before, but he has seen the six realms of reincarnation, and it was created by Empress Houtu. The creation of heaven and earth is like a key. As long as you have him, you will meet a future that will not fall.

There is a one in ten thousand chance to enter the realm of saints.

"Senior brother?"

Maybe because he sensed the teasing in Huanglong's eyes, Chi Jing-zi's expression was serious, but he said sadly: "I have a premonition that the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods has already begun, and Master has accepted a mortal disciple."

mortal?

Huang Long was dumbfounded, no wonder he went to Kunlun Mountain and felt a little more vitality, it turned out that there were more people, but he didn't notice that Jiang Ziya went to the mountain to practice Taoism.

It may also be that Antarctic Xianweng and others passed on the art from their masters.

"Brother, could it be that he has seen a mortal with the appearance of a flying bear practicing on Qilin Cliff?" Huang Longfa asked.

Qilin Cliff, although it is a Qilin Cliff in Kunlun Mountains, is a blessed place. The auspicious beast Qilin practices under the Qilin Cliff, and naturally has the blessings of heaven and earth, so many disciples.

They all like to dig out caves at the foot of Qilin Cliff Mountain, so that they can meet auspicious luck and gain luck. The best of them is the unlucky Shen Gongbao.

He may be born with a calamity body.

Under the Qilin Cliff, it was like a big fireball, often thrown out of the Qilin Cliff by the Qilin Patriarch, what did you say?
"Unlucky star."

cuckoo
There was a gurgling sound coming from outside the cave, at first it was quiet and silent, then it became louder and louder, until it was like thunder, and the toad dragon screamed, Huanglong and Chi Jing looked at each other.

Go out of the cave.

Seeing that Yin Hong was swallowing a river, his whole body was still shining with thunder, turning into streaks of coke that landed beside Baihe Tongzi, looking at Yin Hong restrainedly.

After seeing Huang Long and Chi Jing-zi, it was as if he had seen a savior, and he shouted from a long distance: "Master, there is trouble with the dragon."

The sky is white-winged.

Like a thunderstorm, he cut through the space in an instant, came behind Huanglong, carefully looked at Yin Hong not far away in the sea of ​​thunder, sometimes turned into a human, sometimes turned into a toad dragon.

Different forms depend on each other.

Chi Jing-zi glanced at it with some surprise.The fly whisk in his hand trembled slightly.

"Senior brother, a mysterious bird descended from the sky and turned into a Shang. Why did Yin Hong stimulate the blood of the toad?"

"In the last years of the dynasty, King Zhou of Shang was full of dragon energy. Yin Hong was just a prince, or an abandoned prince. Have you ever seen the day when the abandoned prince became a regular?"

This?
Luck manifests.

Isn't the prince who has not transformed into a dragon just a toad?

Pooh.

Chi Jing-zi didn't like Huang Long's explanation, and always felt that Huang Long was fooling him. After all, the blood of the real dragon belongs to the minority in the whole world.

Qinglong Mengzhang.

As well as some descendants of the ancestor dragon, the remaining dragon kings are almost all weakened dragons with mottled blood.

"Master, why do I feel that I am so powerful?"

Yin Hong, who came out of the sea of ​​thunder, held the thunder in his hand, and walked towards them step by step. As for the so-called change, it was just a change of Dharma appearance.

It did not affect Yin Hong's appearance.

Therefore, the little guy is still very grateful to Chi Jing-zi. As for whether it will change in the future, it depends on the situation. At the very least, he is really grateful to Chi Jing-zi now.

There are thunderous changes.

There is a master to assist.

Does he also have the confidence to resist, and when the time comes, he will have a one-on-one duel with King Zhou of Shang.

"illusion."

Chi Jing-zi moved the dust whisk slightly, and the tens of thousands of cold silk threads instantly turned into cold iron wires. As long as he made a slight movement, he would be chopped into pieces.

In an instant, Yin Hong's face turned livid, and he knelt on the ground obediently: "Master, this disciple knows his mistake."

The brain has anti-bone.

Didn't Yuanshi Tianzun intentionally trick Chi Jing-zi, he was his apprentice after all, it took a long time to pay, and finally became a celebrity on the list of gods, isn't it a bit too ruthless?

He just thought about it in his heart.

Go west to Mobei.

Standing on the wings of the white crane in the sky, Huanglong followed Chi Jingzi. As for his former apprentice, he left him in Erxian Mountain to continue practicing Taoism and reflect on it by the way.

How can it float?
"Junior brother, why do you think Master entrusted us with the task of inviting saints from the West?"

Chi Jing-zi was a little depressed.

If Baihe Tong'er is not the messenger, why do you have to send your disciples to come forward? Guang Chengzi is on top of them, so it's not their turn to discuss things.

A sound transmission can solve it.

along the way.

Chi Jing-zi was a bit chattering, more like a shrew, swearing on the ground, he didn't have any mount, he could only float in the sky, compared with Huanglong.

One mount is missing.

It is inevitable that there will be a few more complaints.

"I don't know."

Huang Long was not interested.

The real worry in his heart is whether the Emperor Donghua is willing to sacrifice his life for the great benefit. Up to now, he has not given him an accurate statement, which really makes him more anxious.

Lingshan.

For no reason, three feet and three feet were cut off by the Qingping sword of the leader of the Tongtian sect.

Even after a period of accumulation, the saint can completely restore Lingshan to this state, but the saint Zhunti did not do such a thankless thing, on the contrary, he still holds a grudge in his heart.

Lingshan was not repaired.

Instead, the Daxiong Palace was moved to the middle of the mountain, a magnificent palace, and endless celestial maidens, Jialan, and Arhat mounts.And so on.

At the foot of Lingshan.

But Shituoling, which is eight hundred miles away.

A lot of mounts and monsters are already sitting at the foot of the mountain, making themselves kings. Huanglong saw the human kingdom at the foot of the mountain, more like a crop of leeks raised in captivity.

For pure faith.

Harvest every hundred years.

It's not just the gold and silver treasures of the mortal world, they even want the spirit of faith.

It almost has something to do with one fish and three meals.

"Wu Na, stinking Taoist priest, what are you doing in Lingshan? I think you have thin skin and tender meat. Why don't you make a stack of vegetables from your white python grandpa, so I can eat them with a plate of vinegar."

Everywhere you look.

What is vinegar.

It turned out to be a pool of blood, and the soaring evil spirit was absorbed by the Daxiong Palace halfway up the mountain. The resentment was hard to dispel, how could it be safe?
An introverted gray-robed old man, born from the heart, Chi Jing-zi is not like Huanglong, even if it is transformed, it is still the shape of a young man, but he is the only one, although he still has black hair.

But he still has the appearance of a young man.

The whisk turned into silk, the sharp sword sharpened, following the cutting technique visible to the naked eye, Chi Jing-zi just swayed the whisk, but the Shituoling, which is eight hundred miles away, became dusty, like a landslide Generally cracked.

The white python demon king was even cut into snake parts, and wanted to eat it.
All of them were frightened and stupid, and immediately ran towards Lingshan. They were the mounts of many Bodhisattvas and Arhats on Lingshan. They allowed themselves to graze on the [-]-mile Shituo Ridge.

This is since there are no employees watching.

They are naturally leisurely, but this is not an excuse for them to act arbitrarily.

In the Daxiong Palace, there was even a confused auspicious light, and each of them looked at the two Taoist priests at their feet curiously.

"Too deceiving."

"I know a Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain. Because the patriarch admires her somewhat, but he doesn't take us seriously at all. It's fine that the patriarch looks down on them."

"However, the disciples are also very contemptuous of us."

Some arhats made dissatisfaction with the compass, but they have no ability at all, they can only make outrageous accusations, hoping to attract the attention of the sage.

By the time.

One palm down, directly reincarnated.

"I'll give you an hour to quickly clean up the foot of the mountain. The black clouds are billowing, and you don't know how to maintain it. Is this the unique method of your Western religion?"

Bodhisattva means.

The power of thunder.

Chi Jing-zi is an old cynic, so naturally he wouldn't open his eyes to see a group of smoky people doing whatever they want at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

It's not the so-called gentleman.

at the same time.

This group of Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the Western religion are also very embarrassed. The eight hundred li Shituoling exists with their acquiescence, and their mounts also need to eat food and grass.

Like some carnivorous beasts.

They can't eat green grass in the future, and occasionally they need to change their taste. That's why they have Babaili Shituoling, which is what they want.

mutual benefit.

But today it was destroyed by a stinky Taoist priest.

What a pit.

"World Honored One, do you want the disciples to teach the lawless and stinky Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain?" One of the Buddhas stood up directly, and he hinted that the latecomer was originally a person who knew how to curry favor with the boss.

What will happen after this, how will he use his methods.

A Buddha who was promoted by ingratiating himself with his boss, his real combat power is at the level of slag.

good!
Zhunti opened his eyes and looked at the Buddha who had just crossed the Golden Immortal Realm and was considered immortal for the time being.

I saw him living in Huigen.

The Sutra Pavilion is well organized.

Obviously a civil servant?

How could she act like a reckless man, but for the sake of her filial piety, Nian waved her hand and said.

"Medicine Buddha, go and meet them."

The sage, he is the boss of the company anyway, how could he easily come into contact with a small employee?
"Yes."

Pharmacist Buddha came out in a dispirited manner, looking at Huanglong and Chijing-zi at the foot of the mountain, he also felt dizzy for a while, and his combat power was also at the bottom of the teaching.

How can it be matched now.

"Always smiling."

Maitreya Buddha's abrupt opening brought Medicine Buddha back to his senses, and he glanced gratefully at Little Fatty. He was indeed a smart person, and they came here this time to definitely not attack them.

As for the behavior just now.

It is very likely that the monsters in Shituoling felt that the two of them were weak and stinky Taoist priests, so they took the initiative to provoke them. Otherwise, how could such a tragedy happen.

"Two Dao brothers, you came from a long way, why do you want to hurt the friendship between people because of some little monsters?" Medicine Buddha put his hands together with a smile, and slipped out the cypress python by the way.

Put it beside Chi Jing-zi.

A pair of any disposal means.

All he needs to face is his own problems.

"It makes sense."

Huanglong looked at the Tianhe River above his head, there was a faint sound of water flowing, and at the same time he felt a pity, the lack of seawater resources, it is very likely that they took away the Dragon Ball.

unconsciously.

It is very likely that it is the method of Zhunti Saint.

"Today's visit to the mountain gate is because the teacher asked us to study hard together and invite the saint to Kunlun Mountain as a guest." Huang Long explained.

Zhunti Saint changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)