Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

Is this guy Kunpeng here to deliver the River Map and Luoshu for Fuxi?

Tong Ling thought to himself.

Yunxiao tugged at Tong Ling's sleeve and said, "Brother, this dragon horse seems a little unusual."

Tong Ling nodded and said, "Yes, this dragon horse is indeed extraordinary. It is transformed by the ancestor Kunpeng!"

Ancestor Kunpeng?

When Tong Ling finished speaking, the four girls were all stunned, and then they reacted differently.

Yunxiao and Bixiao both showed shock and curiosity in their eyes.

Qiong Xiao's beautiful eyes revealed a trace of worry, and she asked Tong Ling: "Brother, Fuxi has now become the candidate for the future emperor of our human race. If we let him contact with the ancestor Kunpeng, will it be..."

Tong Ling smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's okay. Since the destiny of our human race has chosen Fuxi to be the future emperor, there must be a reason!"

"The ancestor Kunpeng can't affect the general trend of our human race!"

In the future, Fuxi, who has become the emperor of the human race, is quite convinced of his identity as a human!

Even when Nuwa asked Fuxi whether to restore Fuxi's identity in his previous life, Fuxi flatly rejected it.

And in order to suppress the destiny of the human race, he and the other two human emperors resolutely sat in the Fire Cloud Cave and never came out.

This contribution is not small.

Hearing Tong Ling's words, the worry in Qiong Xiao's eyes gradually dissipated.

Then the three women watched the interaction between Fuxi and the dragon horse transformed by Kunpeng curiously. As they watched, the three women all found something wrong.

How could the dignified Kunpeng, the former demon master of the demon race, treat the reincarnated Fuxi like this?

It seemed a bit flattering.

Also, what did this Kunpeng come to the human race for?

They thought of this question.

They all looked at Tong Ling.

Tong Ling knew their doubts, and before they asked, he told them about the Kunpeng coming to deliver the River Map and Luoshu.

Then he said that the Kunpeng was remembered by the Nuwa Saint, and now if he didn't flatter the reincarnated human Fuxi, he might have a hard time in the future.

Hearing this, the three women all sighed at the deterrent power of the power of the Nuwa Saint.

Yunxiao, who is usually quiet, asked: "Brother, how long will it take for you to achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Tong Ling with a deep expectation.

Qiongxiao and Bixiao also looked at Tong Ling expectantly at this time.

I don't know if it was Tong Ling's illusion, but he always felt that after Yunxiao asked this question, the three sisters looked at him expectantly, and there seemed to be some indescribable shyness?

I achieved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, could it make the three sisters shy?

What's the reason?

Tong Ling couldn't guess.

As the saying goes, don't guess what women are thinking.

In the prehistoric world, it means don't guess what female fairies are thinking.

Tong Ling was too lazy to guess women's thoughts in his previous life, and he was unwilling to guess the thoughts of the female immortals at this time. He threw the doubts out of his mind and answered Yunxiao's question: "Junior sister Yunxiao, you can't get the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian just by saying it."

"You need an opportunity!"

"Oh." Yunxiao nodded as if she understood, but she didn't get the specific time, and she seemed quite disappointed.

Qiongxiao and Bixiao were similar.

Tong Ling smacked his lips when he saw this. He always felt that the three women seemed to be very concerned about the specific time when he would break through to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Could it be that once he broke through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, would the three junior sisters do something?

Shaking his head, Tong Ling stopped thinking about it and continued to look at the "Qinglan River" below.

At this time, Fuxi and the dragon horse transformed by Kunpeng Patriarch had a friendly exchange, and Fuxi was ready to go home.

"Good dragon horse, when will you come next time? Otherwise, I will introduce you to my master at that time? Just say you are my friend!" Fuxi looked at the huge dragon horse in front of him and smiled.

The dragon horse transformed by Kunpeng shook his head and said, "Fuxi, let's say goodbye."

"Let's just be friends, there is no need to introduce me to your master!"

"As for when to come again, it depends on the situation."

As for what situation to see, it depends on how Nuwa treats him after this time.

Kunpeng plans to go to Chaos Wahuangtian later to pay homage to Nuwa Saint.

If Nuwa Saint is willing to see him, it naturally means that she has forgiven him. Then, Kunpeng will most likely not bother to see Fuxi again.

If not, Kunpeng will definitely have to come again to give Fuxi opportunities to get Nuwa's forgiveness.

Hearing what the dragon horse transformed by Kunpeng said, Fuxi nodded helplessly and then returned to Feng's territory.

Kunpeng looked at Fuxi's departing back, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "Fuxi, your reincarnationWhy reincarnate into the human race?"

"Is there anything special about the human race?"

Kunpeng couldn't figure it out, shook his head, and wanted to leave.

At this time, a clear voice sounded in his ears, "Kunpeng, you come to the human race, but you don't know how to talk to me, the ancestor of literature, but it's very impolite!"

"Ancestor Wen?!" The ancestor Kunpeng, who was about to leave, stopped suddenly when he heard the words.

He looked up at the source of the voice and found that four immortals, one man and three women, all of whom looked very good, were flying towards him on auspicious clouds.

Kunpeng's eyes were all on the handsome young man in the middle at this time.

The existence of this great perfection of the Hunyuan Jinxian completely attracted his attention.

As for the Three Fairies, in the eyes of the quasi-saint ancestor Kunpeng, they were not worth mentioning at all.

"Ancestor Wen Tong Ling? I, Kunpeng, came here only to deliver the River Map and Luoshu to Fuxi, but I didn't do anything to you, the human race. "Although he was not afraid of Tong Ling, the ancestor of Kunpeng did not want to conflict with this ancestor of human culture for no reason.

In addition, this ancestor of culture, Tong Ling, was also the young leader of Jiejiao, and was highly regarded by the sage Tongtian.

For such a powerful existence with a strong background, the ancestor of Kunpeng has always been very cautious.

"Hehe, you don't have to be nervous, Kunpeng. I naturally know that you have no ill will towards my human race. You just want to give Fuxi a chance."

"It's just that I am a little curious about you, so I want to show up and meet you."

"Now that we have met, if you want to leave, then go ahead." Tong Ling said, and stretched out his hand to the ancestor of Kunpeng, indicating that the ancestor of Kunpeng could leave at any time.

"It's inexplicable. "Ancestor Kunpeng muttered to himself, not understanding what this Wenzu was thinking.

What's so good about him, Ancestor Kunpeng?

Thinking like this, the dragon horse incarnated by Ancestor Kunpeng gradually sank into the Qinglan River and then disappeared.

Tong Ling looked at the place where Ancestor Kunpeng left, with a smile in his eyes.

His action of appearing to see Ancestor Kunpeng just now was not without reason, but had his purpose.

At this moment, Ancestor Kunpeng, who was leaving, had already been secretly marked by him.

After After he attains the Dao of Hunyuan, this Kunpeng Patriarch is a subordinate that he intends to subdue.

Of course, he is a subordinate for the Demon Ancestor's incarnation.

The Demon Ancestor's incarnation will hide behind the scenes and stir up trouble in the future, and he cannot do it alone. Tong Ling will do everything himself, and he still needs some subordinates to do his orders.

Kunpeng Patriarch is good.

It will be interesting if the demon master becomes a magic master.

When Tong Ling thought of this, the smile in his eyes became more intense.

At the same time, in the Pure Lotus Cloud Region, the saints were looking at the scene in front of them with solemn expressions.