Jinlingyue

Chapter 917, imitation fairy formula (eight).

A young girl's voice laughed and blamed Keel from beside them, saying.

Suan Ni naturally knew this voice!

"Old ancestor, I don't know where I didn't fix it!"

Like a child who has done something wrong, Keel started talking to the girl's voice and said.

"Oh! Ancestor, don't hide when you are old. Except for our children in Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland, no one else knows that you are our ancestor, so you can manifest it! Suan Ni dare not talk nonsense now , I was afraid that if I accidentally bumped into the old ancestor, the young masters would beat me up again. Besides, Suan Ni has not seen the old ancestor for some time, so you always show mercy and let us all follow you Get some fairy spirit! Okay? Hehehehe!"

Suan Ni heard the voice of the old ancestor, so he can take care of other things, he knows better than anyone else that seeing the beauty of the old ancestor is better than thousands of years of ascetic practice!
This..., when the Buddha was bragging with his husband under the Buddhist altar, the two of them were talking about their happiness, but they accidentally missed it!

After hearing this, Suan Ni didn't dare to speak out.

One, he was afraid of being scolded by the Buddha; two, he was more worried about being scolded by the old master!

Others don't know the pain of the old master's bamboo stick whipping, but he Suanni and Qilin have experienced it before!
When he was disobedient, he and Qilin flirted with the nine-tailed spirit fox of the lord of the Great Barren Mountain under the Great Barren Mountain. It's hot and painful!

"It's just you who is so slippery! Anyway, it's rare that you keep your mouth shut. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and you haven't said anything about it. Let me grant your wish for a while!"

The sound of the girl's voice sounded, and she had already appeared in front of the three of them.

Seeing the old ancestor dressed in white clothes and robes that are just like the keel, Suan Ni is about to kneel down to pay his respects.

But no matter how much he wanted to kneel down to pay his respects, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kneel to the end.

He could only stand awkwardly between the keel and the big man, and laughed at himself, saying: "After hearing the Dharma, these four hoofs don't listen to me much anymore! Hehehehe."

"You boy, it's good to see the foggy face, but other people's hearts are not enough to swallow the elephant! We in Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland don't pay attention to the worldly etiquette of these ordinary people, kneel, kneel, kneel and kneel to parents, the ancestors dare not fight with the emperor Parents are asking for your obeisance! Obediently follow behind Dragon Bone and Arhat, and see how Arhat accepts this fellow!"

The ancestor of the girl's heart didn't look back, and seemed to be watching the movement of the dragon mountain where the keel was pressing down on the ghost ancestor, as if he was checking the behavior of the ghost ancestor under the dragon mountain.

Qiuyue, Bodhisattva and other immortals from all over the world lined up in a dense line. Seeing that the ancestors had manifested their true bodies, they dared not easily cross the thunder pond.

Everyone recommended Qiuyue as the representative of Zhentian, and everyone followed the keel and the head of the Arhat hall very solemnly, and all of them stared at the every move of the nine-headed bird-like ghost ancestor at the foot of Dalong Mountain. went.

Thinking about it, this is the first time in his life that Dragon Bone has fought against such a powerful demon as Gui Zu!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the ancestor to come to take care of him in person!
How easy it is to leave it to Qiuyue!

Otherwise, it would be enough to send Luohantang or Laogui to help Qiuyue at most.

After all, behind Qiuyue is the protection of gods, Buddhas and immortals from all heavens and myriad worlds, and there are also Zhentian God of War and Buddhist God of War, as well as the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Nine Heavens!
"I'm right! Dragon bone, take a quick look at your Dalong Mountain, isn't it a little different?"

The master of the Arhat Hall and the old ancestor saluted and asked for a promise, and then they smiled and said to the keel, and said.

"It seems that the ancestor is going to create the rhythm of the next Nine Heavens Secretary! Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so focused on the duel of the ghost ancestor!"

Qiuyue looked at the old ancestor who was staring at Dalongshan intently in front of her, and she couldn't help thinking too much, and she started talking to herself secretly, thinking.

"Don't make wild guesses about my thoughts, old lady! Qiuyue, this keel is the only flesh and blood in our Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland, so old lady won't give him to your old man to watch the door and copy the heavenly books! Don't think too much , I still want to keep him in Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland to teach and exorcise demons for our fairy class! Lao He, you are the last generation of Tianjiao, and it is impossible to have such powerful juniors as you in the future! Ink Mo and Yu Yan , Mo Xuan, and Misty Rain, these four children will share the burden of the immortal cloud and the burden of StarCraft for you young couple. Ten thousand years from now, I don’t know if there will be a younger generation as blessed as you who can cultivate the way of heaven again! Don't think too much about it, the keel is a heavenly dragon bead formed by the coagulation of dragon essence, bone and blood passed down from generation to generation in our Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland for tens of millions of years. He not only has my dragon soul on him, but also has Your Lao Tzu, the immortal souls of Sanqing, Siyu, Wufang and Wulao, as well as the fairy souls of you little fairy boys and fairies, and the Buddha spirits of the great Bodhisattvas, the ancestors of Buddhism! The last great protector of Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland. You will become Tianji Xinghai Dao in the future, don’t forget to help me practice him again in Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland.”

Seeing Qiuyue's confusion in seconds, the ancestor sent a private message to her and explained in a low voice.

"Know it!"

Qiuyue also sent a private message to her ancestor with some embarrassment, and agreed in a low voice.

This daughter-in-law can't afford to offend her!
If the daughter of God's family called Qu Qu with her old ancestor, people around would inevitably think that she was not good to the great-grandson's daughter-in-law...!
Seeing that Qiuyue agreed, the old ancestor secretly rejoiced, and couldn't help laughing.

Qiuyue felt a slight change from her ancestor, but she didn't know what she was thinking, so it was hard to say anything more.

Even thinking about it, I dare not make random guesses.

Long Gu was going to ask his ancestors again, but seeing that she didn't seem to want to speak much anymore, like a little novice who had entered into samadhi, he looked at Dalongshan with a smile and said nothing.

After listening to Uncle Luo Hansong's reminder, I didn't care about that much anymore. When I looked back, I saw Dalong Mountain's originally beautiful mountains and rivers, and suddenly changed its color.

The verdant mountain forest turned black like ink; the originally clear stream turned red as if someone had just washed cinnabar in it.

At this moment, the great Longshan Mountain, where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, has become like a dry and lifeless ink painting. There are no birds flying over and no fish jumping, showing signs of depression in the thin water and cold mountains.

"This..., how could this be? Could it be that the power of Dalong Mountain in our Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland is not strong enough?"

Long Jing turned her head and glanced at the head of the Arhat Hall next to her, and asked him with a look of pleading for help.

"Don't worry! He won't be able to make any waves in a short while. This is a masterpiece imitating the fairy art, a method against the sky with yin and yang and strange energy. First, you can borrow some magical magic weapons from the ink and ink brothers and the little brothers Moxuan , first trap him for a while, and let me tell you slowly about the flaws of his practice."

Luo Hansong smiled, seeing that the ancestor didn't mean to disapprove, so he whispered to Keel.

Ink ink, Moxuan and Longgu are members of the same school. As soon as he thought about it, the two brothers here immediately sent a wave of unique ink paintings and a painting pavilion between water and clouds.

"Thank you two brothers! Use it and return it later."

The keel borrowed Shui Mo Danqing and Shui Yun Jian Huaxuan, and directly sent them to the top of Dalong Mountain with the great soul power of Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland.

A group of red clouds floated over the heads of everyone. Before everyone understood the meaning of it, this piece of red cloud had already flowed into Longshan Mountain.

Like an ink-colored waterspout, it fixed straightly on the top of Dalong Mountain, like an extremely thick and dripping ink-colored Optimus Prime, with the sky on top and Dalong Mountain on the bottom, with extraordinary power.

(End of this chapter)