The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"You have to make the decision for me!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, Bai Ze burst into tears and showed off his lifelong acting skills.

"Those Twelve Golden Immortals are so arrogant, they are simply insulting to gentlemen. I, I, I am being treated by them, by them..."

Bai Ze was sobbing as he spoke: "Twelve pillars of divine fire, brilliant fire, burning my body and soul! I was in a trance at that time, as if I saw the late emperor waving to me!"

"They are not trying to kill me. They are slapping His Majesty in the face!"

"They are plotting against me today, but they will dare to rebel tomorrow!"

"The ambition of the Twelve Golden Immortals' thieves is clearly exposed. I hope Your Majesty will find out!"

As the saying goes: I am willing to cut myself off, but I dare to bring down the teachings.

When God is willing to sacrifice his skin, the effect is simply explosive.

Anyway, when Mingyu saw Bai Ze bursting into tears, he was very moved.

He stepped down from the throne, helped Bai Ze up, and said with great emotion: "I didn't think well, thank you for your trouble. But if you go on this trip, you can replace Duobao, the great disciple of Jie Jiao, in one wave, and I can't Thought-of!"

"Huh? Duobao?"

Bai Ze's eyes were stunned, and his mind suddenly shut down.

"Isn't that Guangchengzi?"

He recalled the scene at that time. Could it be that Guangchengzi, a brother-in-law and brother-in-law, sacrificed his life generously in exchange for the promotion of other golden immortals?
Mingyu looked at the dumbfounded Bai Ze and secretly felt funny. He said, "When you came to the lower realm, I told you that not all the twelve golden immortals are interpreters."

"And you seem to be very unlucky. The first batch of golden immortals you encounter is quite large!"

Mingyu paused, glanced at Bai Ze, who was still in a daze, and said with a strange expression: "But if you were able to exchange Duobao away in the end, it can't be said to be a loss, it can even be considered a small profit."

Not bad?

That's good!
When Bai Ze heard this, he grinned and was no longer sad.

He stood up calmly, stood respectfully on the side of the throne, and asked: "Are those twelve golden immortals fake?"

Mingyu smiled and said: "Not entirely, at least one and a half of them are true."

"One and a half?"

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth twitched.

This is no longer the twelve golden immortals mixed with water, but the water is mixed with golden immortals!

"Huang Long? 'Afraid to leave grandchildren'?"

After Mingyu's reminder, Bai Ze quickly locked the target.

Huang Long's final counterattack left a deep impression on Bai Ze.

It can be said that if it weren't for Huang Long, the Twelve Golden Immortals who performed "brothers, friends and brothers" probably wouldn't have stabbed "elder brother" in the back.

And "Afraid of leaving grandchildren" seems to have always had some hostility towards "Guangchengzi".

He was also the one who took the blame for "Guang Chengzi".

Then there was the Gonghuo of the Golden Immortals.

"So, Huanglong is a true Huanglong, but 'Guangchengzi' is a multi-treasure, and 'Afraid to Leave a Grandson' is Guangchengzi? Are all the Chan Jiao Immortals who eat melons the most likely to be Jie Jiao Immortals?"

"And this time, I actually replaced the 'Chief Disciple of Jie Jiao'?"

"And because of the beginning of the great tribulation, the chief disciple of Chanjiao will soon follow in his footsteps?"

Bai Ze's cerebellum was spinning very fast, and he quickly filtered out the relationship.

One for two.

Blood earned!
"Well, there's still help!" Mingyu looked at the beaming Bai Ze and nodded secretly.

He thought just now that Duobao's wave had directly evaporated Bai Ze's IQ.

Now it seems that it is purely due to Bai Ze's smooth integration into the general environment that he is no longer as simple as before.

"I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

Mingyu always feels that the simple great wilderness of the past has gradually drifted away without knowing when.

I don’t know who brought the painting style of Honghuang to a wrong direction.

"Oh, yes, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, Bai Ze, who turned from sadness to joy, seemed to remember something.

He straightened his face and said seriously: "Although the 'Guangchengzi' will get the punishment they deserve, it is a fact that the Twelve Golden Immortals are very restless. If they dare to use the banner of 'Qing Jun Side', there is no guarantee that others will not backbite them." If we are causing damage, do we need to contain it?"

Bai Ze said the last sentence very tactfully, but Mingyu understood it.He shook his head and said: "The big universe is a game field. Everyone places bets and participates together. According to the rules of the game, I can formulate new ways of playing. Then of course they can use the rules to avoid risks and carry out countermeasures."

The saints who can come to participate in this great catastrophe of immortals and demons seem to be some unreliable fun gods.

But who is actually stupid?

Except for a batch of unknown vests.

Digging holes and countering holes are the most common methods used by the fun gods.

After all, not everyone can be the God of Music.

First you have to make sure you can survive.

How can you eat melon if you can’t survive?

How to dig a hole if you can’t survive?

The heroes who explore the avenue and often travel on the timeline know how to avoid danger.

Just like Bai Ze who "died miserably".

The difference is that just after the front leg died, the back leg came to Lingxiao Palace to cry.

"As I said before, a world of stagnant water is not what I want. Those who can finally break through the tribulation and come to meet each other in Lingxiao are the ones of my generation!"

Mingyu is here to control the tribulation, and he is never afraid of the Holy Spirit causing trouble, he is just afraid that they will not cause trouble.

The more exciting a performance like this is, the better!

"I just don't know if I can take this opportunity to elect a 'grandfather'."

Mingyu looked at the windy and treacherous universe, with some expectation in his eyes.

The Grand Duke is here, and the gods avoid him.

Without this kind of grace, we cannot control the overall situation in the future.

If you want to be a 'Tai Gong', you must become the biggest winner among the gods of fun.

Originally, Mingyu's attention had been on the top gods today, but seeing Gongsun Qi and others made him think of another possibility.

'Perhaps, it's not impossible for latecomers! '

While Mingyu waited for the situation, his eyes fell on Bai Ze, thinking about how to arrange a suitable identity for him.

Got it!

Mingyu glanced at the golden list hanging in Lingxiao Palace and called out softly: "Baize!"

"Chen is here!"

Bai Ze immediately replied respectfully.

Mingyu said to him gently: "It's best to find a chance to die while taking advantage of this catastrophe."

"what?"

Bai Ze's eyes were blank again.

Your Majesty, what are you doing?
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Jiuding Iron Temple Mountain.

When Kunlun Mountain was flattened by a thunderbolt, Master Du'e was thankful.

"Fortunately, Pindao didn't go to build a dojo outside Kunlun Mountain, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive the second round!"

As an ancient immortal of West Kunlun, Master Du'e had a little thought about Kunlun Mountain at the beginning.

Fortunately, he changed places at the last minute.

"But this mark..."

Master Duer looked at the blood-red lines in his hands and fell into deep contemplation.

"Oh~~, this is not bullying an honest person!"

He muttered: "I'm really not hungry, poor Taoist."

Just as he was speaking, Master Duer snorted, which sounded like a bell, and sprayed out two white lights, which seemed to be able to absorb people's soul in a trance.

"My general, Zheng Lun, has met Master Du'e."

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