The Supreme Crazy Young 【Recommended by the Great God】

In today's prehistoric world, since the Battle of Conferred Gods, the Eastern Taoist sect, the Western Buddhist sect, and the Heavenly Court have become a deformed three-legged framework. Naturally, the power of Qingyang Island must be excluded.Haotian is already proud enough to be a quasi-sage and stand between the two major forces.Although undeniable, he was one of the weakest.But with the figure of Qingyang Island behind the Heavenly Court, that's another matter.

In fact, no matter whether it is the West's borrowing power or the East's inaction, they are actually watching the actions of Tianting, because in some respects, Tianting is the speaker of Qingyang Island on the prehistoric land. To a certain extent, it represents the attitude of Qingyang Island, which makes people very afraid.

But now Daoist Qingyang has played such a move, black and white kill, black and white are from Qingyang Island, this can't help but confuse all living beings.It was impossible to see clearly what this profound Qingyang Daoist wanted to do.Under the law of heaven, Lao Tzu seemed to understand a little bit, and Jie Yin also saw a side. Just for this, he gave that terrifying uncle admiration and a very high evaluation.

The battle between Honghuang Tianting and Xihe Niuzhou's many monsters is still going on. This can be said to be a large-scale battle, and it has once again immersed the Honghuang land into a situation where starvation is everywhere.Although it can't be said that people are dying, it seems that there will never be good wars or bad peace in this world.

However, sometimes, such an action is just like a child's play for some people.

On Wanshou Mountain, in Wuzhuang Temple, an old Taoist with fiery red hair and a fiery red Taoist robe and an old Taoist in a blue yin and yang Taoist robe are sitting opposite each other. In Wuzhuang Temple, it blooms once in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, and bears fruit in 3000 years. A ripe ginseng fruit always exudes a quiet aura and fruity fragrance, which makes people salivate.

The two veteran Taoists sitting opposite each other, tasting tea and playing chess, are not Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi under the Dao of Heaven, so who are they?If there are truly Xiaoyao Sanren in this world, these two must be two of them.Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun are not involved in a great religion, and they don't have many disciples.Zhen Yuanzi is just Qingfeng Mingyue and two boys, while Hongyun is a bachelor.

A saint under the Dao of Heaven, who can live at ease like these two, is probably Nuwa.

But Nuwa's Wa Palace is outside the 33rd heaven, in the chaotic space.The palace is unavoidably bleak, how can there be the tranquility, elegance and comfort of Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang temple?In addition to this ginseng fruit tree, Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain has become a fairyland on the prehistoric land.

Ever since Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi became saints, they seldom came out of Wuzhuang Temple.It's not that Hongyun doesn't have his own dojo, but he is the only one in the dojo, so it's unavoidably deserted.Under the strong request of Zhen Yuanzi, an old friend, Hongyun moved directly to Wuzhuang Temple to fight with Zhen Yuanzi.The two played chess and drank tea every day, and the days were comfortable.

However, even if these two people stay at home, they are not ignorant of the general trend of the prehistoric world and the news of the Three Realms. After all, they are all saints, so there is no saint who doesn't know.Even Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi wished they didn't know anything, but everyone always has curiosity and gossip.

"Old friend, your ginseng fruit is ripe again!" Hong Yun sighed secretly, looking at the golden light in the courtyard, the ginseng fruit was making silver bells like a baby's laughter, and said lightly.

Zhen Yuanzi naturally understood how desolate and sad this old friend's sigh was. His wide sleeves gradually lifted up, and his finger that was about to drop the chess piece was loosened, and the white jade-like chess piece in his hand slipped down instantly, and landed precisely on the In the chess basket made of purple bamboo baskets, his eyes followed the direction of the red cloud, and looked over sadly.

"9000 years, another 9000 years!" Zhen Yuanzi said suddenly, sighing.

Then the two looked up and smiled at each other.In these Wuzhuang temples, I don't know how many times I have seen the flowers bloom and fall, and how many times I have seen the ripening of ginseng fruit trees.To be old and not die is to be a thief. The two of them have been living in this wild land since the opening of the sky, and now they think about it and feel a little tired.

"Tell me, is immortality a very boring thing!" Zhen Yuanzi squeezed his palm, chuckled, and laughed at himself.It seems to be talking to Hongyun, and it seems to be talking to himself.

"Perhaps so!"

Zhen Yuanzi beckoned, and said to the two handsome boys not far away: "Qingfengmingyue, come here!"

Xiao Daotong quickly trotted to Zhen Yuanzi, saluted respectfully: "I have seen the Elder Master, I have seen the Elder Hongyun, I don't know what the Elder Master has ordered!"

"The ginseng fruit tree is ripe, you two go to get the golden hammer. Take 49 of the 29 fruits and send five to the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, five to the Bajing Palace in Shouyang Mountain, and five to the East China Sea Jinao Island. Send two to Heaven, and send the rest to Qingyang Island in Beihai!" Zhen Yuanzi ordered unhurriedly.Just like what they say every time the ginseng fruit tree is ripe.

Hong Yun wasn't surprised either. He pinched his beard and said with a faint smile, "Qingyang Island in Beihai, Daoist Brother Qingyang is a weirdo who makes wine from bells, yellow plums, and probably doesn't care about these fruits like you!"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled lightly and said: "You and I are both cultivated by Dao brothers, and Wuzhuang Temple can't show anything more conspicuous. Let's take these fruits as a courtesy!" Hong Yun didn't say anything, just Mentioning that rich and handsome Taoist brother, the smile on his face became a little weird.

Waving his wide sleeves, Zhen Yuanzi said to the two boys: "Go, go, be careful!"

"No, I will obey the master's order!" Soon, the two boys rushed into the garden and started the work at hand.With ginseng fruit, ordinary people can live to 360 years old just by smelling it, and eating one is even more amazing.But from Qingfeng and Mingyue's point of view, they don't know how much they have eaten without talking about it these years, and they don't particularly care about it.

Looking at the busy figures of the two little boys, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to be aroused by Hong Yun's words just now, and asked lightly: "Old friend, what do you mean by Brother Qingyang's round? I can't understand some of them!"

Hong Yun sighed, the smile on his face became even brighter, he shook his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't understand, it's okay if you don't understand! Sometimes you can see everything clearly and lose the original freshness. Now that the two in the West have the number of days in their hands, they don’t have to do anything, just watch quietly. Watch quietly, and things will come to fruition. But the three in the East have to put in some effort.”

After a pause, Hong Yun spoke again incomprehensibly: "It's just that the two westerners are a little impatient, while the three eastern ones are as quiet as the number of days in their hands. I really don't know their confidence." Where did it come from?"