I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 22 You, Yellow Dragon, Have Great Luck
The Feast of Immortals was quite lively.

After the juniors discussed the Tao, it was the elders who discussed the Tao.

After several years of doing it, it just dispersed.

Huanglong's return to Kunlun Mountain was just to upgrade his status, and then he had another job--ringing the golden bell.

It is also a noble job, it is the job of his original future senior brother, and now his future senior brother Guang Chengzi, and now he has replaced it.

As for what his junior brother Guang Chengzi will do here in the future, Huang Long has no idea.

This knock is ten years.

After finishing the day, Huanglong returned to his Erxian Cave, and then prepared to refine the weapon.

If the master refused to give it to me, I had no choice but to practice it myself.

In the original book, Huanglong still has a crane and a fairy sword, but now he is not as good as the original book.

Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, is the kingly way.

Sitting in front of the white jade cauldron of Yuding, a ball of golden real fire was burning in his hand.

This fire is the true inheritance of Yuxu, the golden jade divine flame.

Before the Feast of Immortals, Yuanshi Tianzun personally passed on the fire.

Afterwards, he absorbed the blood essence of the Golden Crow and merged it with the real fire of the sun, and his power was even more impressive.

Another mysterious rune was cast out, melting the treasures in the cauldron, gradually forming the appearance of a flying sword.

Huang Long couldn't help showing joy on his face, he was finally going to finish it!
The first magic weapon I refined with all my wealth.

"Om~"

Just when the spirit sword was about to take shape, the Baiyu cauldron suddenly vibrated violently, making a discordant sound.

Huanglong's heart suddenly rose, and he quickly struck a talisman on the stable and restless white jade tripod, praying secretly in his heart, never blow up the furnace.

"Boom~"

However, he didn't want to think about it, but at the moment when the spirit sword was about to form, the Baiyu cauldron trembled violently, and the terrifying power was continuously released, like an explosion.

No, not as if.

But -

Just explode.

"Boom~"

With a bang, a terrifying force came towards Huanglong for a critical strike.

Huanglong's expression froze, and with a wave of one hand, the power of the earth element surged, forming a solid barrier, but at the moment of frying the furnace, the unformed spirit sword flew out and flew straight towards Huanglong, breaking through the barrier. Putting it in a bun on Huanglong's head, the sharp breath erupted.

Huanglong was startled, he sat down on the ground, touched his head with lingering fear, and then looked at the messy ground, feeling pain in his heart again.

My property!
In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head slightly, idiot, that's all!
Looking past the Bajing Palace and Biyou Palace next to them, there was a surge of spiritual thoughts after a while, and a consensus was reached.

Then Huanglong, who was immersed in grief and could not extricate himself, suddenly lost consciousness and entered a chaotic void.

I was horrified in my heart, I didn't know why, and I thought that I was too sad and lost my mind?
Seeing the light surge again, Sanqing's figure emerged in it.

Huang Long heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was a little curious, Sanqing went into seclusion after he came back. He didn't know why he was suddenly asked to come here, but he still obediently bowed to Sanqing.

"You're calm, aren't you surprised what we are looking for you for?" Taoist Tong Tian looked at Huang Long curiously and said.

"I don't know, but the three elders have their own intentions in doing things, and they won't harm the disciple. Naturally, the disciple has nothing to be surprised or worried about." Huang Long said.

Daoist Tongtian looked at Huanglong's casualness, and couldn't help but show his approval. This little dragon looks really good, why didn't he save it by himself?

"I took you as an apprentice, but I didn't give you a magic weapon. Do you feel dissatisfied?" Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"Students dare? Master considers that it has a long-term perspective, and it is all for the benefit of the disciple. The so-called parent's love for the child is far-reaching. If you don't understand, it is also the disciple who does not understand. What's more, fight against Mi En, promote Mi En. The disciple and the master are neither relatives nor relatives, the master saved the disciple's life, imparted the disciple's supernatural powers, and recreated together. It is kindness to give the disciple the magic weapon, and it is only natural not to give it. What right does the disciple have to be unfair." Huang Long said seriously.

Although I want to, but when I think about it carefully, I owe Tianzun Yuanshi to myself, but Tianzun Yuanshi owes me.

To give is someone's affection, not to give is someone's duty.

"Giving is kindness, and not giving is a matter of course." Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Huanglong and nodded slightly, "If you say this, you are my disciple. I, the heavenly immortal, founded it together. In the future, Yuxu's lineage will recruit more disciples. You can help me example."

Huanglong Surong is obedient, is he a thought teacher?
It's okay, now that he has entered the door ahead of time and has become a second disciple, he can then properly train and train the other twelve golden immortals.

To be honest, in the future, Jujiao recruits more disciples, eats people's hearts, sets fire to massacre cities, spreads plagues, assists evildoers, etc., with bad deeds. Apostate.

If we use the martial arts metaphor, Jiejiao is the aggregate of Mingjiao and Sun Moon God Sect, and Chanjiao is the aggregate of the six schools that besieged Guangmingding!

Now that I am a disciple, I have to chat with them well.

Teach them how to be gods.

If you don't accept it, you will beat him to death.

Anyway, since they are seniors, they didn't dare to fight back when they first entered the door.

"However, this is not the reason for not giving you the magic weapon. I don't know how many disciples I will have in the future, but you and Nanji are always special in my teacher's heart." Yuanshi Tianzun said.

Huanglong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt a lot more stable, but he was also a little curious, why?
"Because you have great luck!" Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"Ok?"

Huanglong's eyes widened, with question marks all over his head?
Master, don't bully me, I have read a lot of books, is there a child of great luck like me?

Poor jingle...

No, I just blew up all the family property, and I can't even hear the tinkling.

Drinking cold water made my teeth stuffy, and when I finally went out, I was burned by the stinky bird of Wujinwu with the real fire of the sun. In the past ten years since I came back, I still occasionally feel pain.

Although this pain can promote cultivation, he is really in pain!

If I count it as great luck, according to the three of you, you love luck, pick up treasures at any time, have a smooth journey, and those who are destined to become saints are super luck?

No, in this way, Duobao Antarctic is super lucky, and you are super super lucky.

"Do you know how many descendants Zulong has?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked suspiciously when he saw Huanglong.

"I don't know?" Huang Long said honestly, the teacher asked this question and didn't expect him to answer it, so he flattered him honestly.

Unfortunately, the dark clouds are not there.

"A hundred yuan." Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"One hundred yuan?" Huang Long's eyes popped, he was really frightened.

The number of one yuan is 12.

one hundred yuan...

The cheap old man in his predecessor is indeed worthy of being the leader of the Dragon Clan.

A monster that claims that a dragon created the prosperity of the scales.

"But now there are less than half a hundred surviving descendants, what do you think of your luck?" Yuanshi Tianzun said.

Huanglong opened his mouth slightly, you said that, my luck seems to be really good, the dragon who survived after 1000 million brothers and compatriots died.

If you count the hundreds of millions of brothers in the embryonic period, it will be even more awesome!
That being said, luck seems to be okay.

Although it was a bit hard, I was still alive.

"So your luck is also different from that of ordinary monks." Yuanshi Tianzun said indifferently, with a finger point, a yellow light flew out and landed on Huanglong.

Huanglong looked down, and saw a lotus imprint emerged in the palm of his left hand, but the flower had twelve petals, but only nine petals were opened, with doubts on his face.

"This is your luck. Six petals is better. If there are more than six petals, disasters will come and everything will not go well. If it is less than six petals, good fortune will come. Therefore, as a teacher, I plan to ask you to experience more. Some small disasters and small calamities, in case a big disaster comes, lest you die on the spot. Therefore, the three ways of opening the sky are passed on to you, the meaning is to make you fearless. Take more hardships at ordinary times, and you can be stable at the last moment. If I give you treasures, You may not be able to bear it." Yuanshi Tianzun said.

Huang Long blinked, is that so?
So is this why Huanglong is so brave in Fengshenli?
As we all know, Huanglong Wuwu.

The record is also the worst among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Therefore, many people who don't know him take it for granted that this guy is timid, cowardly, and even bullied.

But in fact, just the opposite!
Among the twelve golden immortals, he is the bravest one.

During the battle of the Conferred Gods, Zhao Gongming appeared domineeringly. He was afraid of even Randeng, whose cultivation base was above the Twelve Golden Immortals. Huang Long jumped out and shouted directly, since you, Zhao Gongming, are here, you should die today! this!
Then he was quickly defeated by Zhao Gongming, he was hoisted up with a dragon rope to fight, and hung on a flagpole for public display!He had to rely on Yang Jian to come to the rescue in the middle of the night.

Afterwards, the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was the first one to rush forward.

Then he was defeated by the Golden Hoop Immortal Ma Sui in one go, killing him instantly!The headache is dying, and I don’t know how many years in advance I have enjoyed the pain of Monkey King.

Although he has never won a fight, he has never been persuaded to fight.

You must know that among the Twelve Golden Immortals, Huanglong is not the only one who has no treasures, no apprentices, and no victories!

There is also a non-existent Ling (zero) treasure master!
(End of this chapter)