Invincible little uncle

Chapter 397 119. Great Chance

"He Daxia, please invite that Shenwu King over."

Sun Zixiong couldn't help smiling.

Even He Ao had a smile on his solemn face.

"President Sun is calling you, why don't you come here soon?!"

He Ao's body was like thunder, rolling towards the man.

The lazy man sighed lightly, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

When I stood up, the wicker was still blowing in the wind.

Birds jumping in the trees can also chirp and chirp.

However, an invisible and terrifying momentum rose up.

"Today, I'm in a good mood and I don't want to kill someone."

He Ao who was standing was about to laugh, but suddenly felt a great fear.

Looking closely, where is the lazy and down-and-out man standing in the distance?
That is clearly the god enshrined in the temple.

He only felt an incomprehensible momentum descending from the sky, like a mountain collapsing, pressing down on his shoulders.

His legs couldn't help swinging, and then his whole body trembled.

With a plop, he knelt down.

Mechanically looked sideways at Sun Zixiong, Zhao Hechang, and the rest of the people, only to find that they were already foaming at the mouth and their heads were tilted to one side.

He Ao's complexion changed drastically, and he was terrified.

He suddenly felt that he and others were such clowns before.

It's just me laughing at myself.

Just who is this man? !

"I have an old relationship with Fubuki. You are young and ignorant. I don't want to make things difficult for you. Take them away."

The man's voice was indifferent, and he looked into the distance.

The strongest swordsman in the Jiangnan Sword Hall was kneeling, the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce was dizzy, and the mother and daughter of the Wang family were unscathed.

On the island in the center of the lake, the wind is blowing from the east, blowing across the pontoon bridge close to the ground, bringing up one piece after another of small leaves to roll up, and the "plop" sound of fish jumping from time to time in the lake breaks the calm.

"Are you really the King of Martial Arts?"

He Ao couldn't help but ask.

But Xia Guang didn't answer, just stretched his arms, bent down to pick up the straw hat, and lay down comfortably against the tree.

The straw hat was buttoned on his face, and he was still holding a long pole for fishing.

The vertical line does not sway, even if the breeze blows, it will not move.

He Ao didn't say any more, he hurriedly dragged several people one by one into the carriage far away, and fled as if flying away.

The hubbub faded away.

Wang Jiuying took her daughter, walked to the man's side, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Xia Guang smiled lightly.

Politeness means distance.

Time really can make people become strangers.

I am their passer-by, but why are they not my own passer-by?
Back then, after a hasty farewell, the head of the city watched the peach blossom umbrella drift away in the snow.

Standing by her side was Xiao Yuxue, accompanied by the little empress dowager and Huang Jie in the city.

This seems to be doomed, who is his relative, who is doomed to be unfamiliar.

This is life, a choice, and a blood relationship.

"It's ok."

King Shenwu responded indifferently.

He continued to stay for a while, he was a little tired of being in the upper realm, so he came down to relax.

On the third day, the fishing man heard footsteps behind him.

The footsteps were not from Wang Jiangnan or Aunt Ying.

He tilted his head slightly, and glanced over from the corner of his eye.

A figure was reflected in the pupil.

The face is pious and almost holy, the silver hair is rolled up, hanging from the left shoulder against the white clothes, the ends are tied into a bunch with red strings, there is a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes can be painted.

The clothes on the whole body are plain and made of coarse cloth, but they actually bring out the holiness of people more and more.

She is holding the sword, the sword is like green bamboo growing in the snow, it is a famous sword at a glance.

Xia Guang recognized the sword and this person.

The former Little Sword Fairy is now the "Snow Sword God" Chang Chuuxue.

"Someone told me that maybe you were here, he wasn't sure and I couldn't believe it. But even though I couldn't believe it, I still came."

The silver-haired woman is like a snow-capped mountain, "It's the easiest thing to do if you don't believe it."

She glanced at the chic room not far away, "Since it's not convenient for you to come out, I will order these things, He Ao, I will let him be grounded for five years.

And since the people from the chamber of commerce forced you to get angry, then from now on, I, the Sword Dao Mountain League, will middle finger all cooperation with them.

If I do this, the government and the aristocratic family will know about it.

You know, you have a lot of students in Dazhou.

If I offend you, the end will be very tragic. "

"My protégé?"

Xia Guang was a little puzzled, "I rode through the rivers and lakes with an iron cavalry, it's fine if these people don't hate me."

"Those people were frightened by you back then, and it was too late to respect you and fear you, so they dared to fight against you. Moreover, Jifu Senluo back then, to put it bluntly, were all your disciples, and Jifu Senluo had more disciples, those disciples... Nian knows that you are the real master of the underworld.

They are proud of it, and even regard you as a god.

God has been blasphemed, and your believers will be very angry if they find out. "

Snow Sword God smiled.

Such is the case with a high position and a prominent reputation.

If someone offends you, someone will take care of it for you without even having to do it.

The two fell silent.

The wind lifted the straw hat, and also the skirt of the sword god in white.

She rolled up her skirt and sat beside the lazy man, quietly watching him fish.

"The last time I saw you fishing was in the imperial palace in the original capital of Dazhou. At that time, you had just fought against Buddha and demons. At that time, I still hated you. But later, I figured it out, and I also knew the reason of the matter."

Sword God said casually.

Xia Guang didn't speak.

The spring breeze is warm.

The Sword God asked again: "You have been missing for a long time. The fleet from the Eastern Expedition to Fusang came back a long time ago, and it was a disastrous failure. But what happened in Fusang, the news has been blocked. I only know that you have not returned. Many people speculate that you are dead. I don't believe it."

Xia Guang still didn't speak.

"This winter, I'm going to shatter the void and go to the upper realm. Do you want to go with me?"

Sword God asked again.

She naturally didn't know that Xia Guang had killed a big family in the upper realm, and now he came down to relax.

Xia Guang thought about it for a while, and it might not be a good choice to return to the upper realm in winter, so he nodded, "Okay, together, just before that, I will go back to the palace once, and you can come to me when winter comes. "

Chang Chuixue's pupils showed some imperceptible joy, she nodded, and replied "Yeah!".

In the sky, two auspicious clouds, two immortals in black clothes and red clothes walked with their arms behind each other. They had just descended from the upper world.

Although there is no shortcut to the upper and lower realms, for Tushita Palace, it is a trivial matter.

The person in black is named Wuyun Daoist, while the other in red is named Hongfeng Daoist.

These two Taoists, as far as the realm is concerned, have also reached the realm of true image. Although they are stacked up by relying on the inclination of resources, their actual combat capabilities are extremely weak.

These two have profound backgrounds, and in the Tushita Palace, almost no peers would dare to provoke them.

This time, the task of finding the family members of the natural Dao species and taking them to the upper realm naturally fell on the two of them.

After all, this is a blessing that can be seen.

The two Taoists are full of ambition.

"Fellow Daoist Hongfeng, don't you think it's too stupid for us to take these mortals to heaven without doing anything?"

Daoist Wu Yun suddenly spoke.

Hong Feng's eyes lit up, his eyeballs rolled around, looked at this fellow Taoist, and said with a smile, "What's your opinion, Brother Wu Yun?"

Wu Yun blinked and waved.

Hong Feng leaned over.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the auspicious clouds moved with the wind, and the two real people leaned together, whispering.

Wu Yun said: "If we bring the family of the little master up there, they thanked us when they were in the mortal world, and after they go up, won't they forget us?"

Hongfeng asked: "What does Brother Dao mean?"

Wu Yun said: "The little master followed the old ancestor to practice, and he will not come out of this retreat for decades, and the opportunity for you and my brother lies in this.

Now we descend from Tushita Palace, we are almost invincible in the world.

As long as we hide our intentions first, and then use some supernatural powers, those mortals will be shocked.

You and I silently accepted them as disciples, or as dual monks. In this way, we became married to the little master.

After the little master achieves the Dao, you and I can follow along.

This is the great opportunity for this errand! "

Hongfeng's eyes lit up: "Brother Dao, good advice! It's just the parents of this little master, the elder brother, the younger sister, and a aunt Wu. How should we divide them?"

Wu Yun thought about it secretly, and then said: "I checked their family, and the father of the little master still has some power in the world. Back then, he had a grudge with Bailuzhou, a branch of the Buddhist sect in the upper realm, and he actually had a lot of dealings with him. , is a person, the mother has been missing for a long time, the elder brother is overseas, and the younger sister is also vaguely hidden by some kind of aura, so I can't figure it out.

The remaining Aunt Wu is the little empress dowager named Xiao Yuanwu. Her husband has been dead for many years, but for some reason, she is extremely beautiful and youthful.

The first stop of our trip is to go to the imperial palace, then Xiao Yuanwu is a ready-made opportunity, if it is not one of you and me, we will accept her as a couple of dual cultivators, I think this mortal must be extremely happy.

If it looks ordinary, then accept it as a disciple. "

Hongfeng smiled and said, "What Brother Dao said is very true."

The two stepped on the cloud, and once they pinched their hands, they accelerated towards the Great Zhou Palace.

(End of this chapter)