This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 251

A mysterious bird descended from the sky.

In the territory of Dashang.

The capital of Chaoge.

In fact, it is just a piece of soil, a city condensed by mortal means, but this is the limit of mortal physical strength, just like a pyramid, made of stones.

Ten thousand zhang high.

Huanglong was walking on the way to Wahuang Temple. After parting with Taiyi and other juniors, Huanglong took the initiative to enter the game, on the one hand because he was confident, and on the other hand.

It's also for practice.

If you want to go up, you must experience thunder, rain and dew. If you don't experience wind and cloud, how can you see a rainbow.

Wahuang Temple.

Located in the center of Chaoge City, she is the god of the country and the Holy Mother of the Creation of the human race. She has a high status. Even the saints of the Sanqing need to stand aside. At least, he is in the Chaoge.

Haven't seen the saint's temple.

Even in the Great Shang Kingdom supported by the Tongtian Cult, Grand Master Wen Zhong was a third-generation disciple of the Jie Cult, and still did not make an exception to send it to a saint. This is the Great Way of the Human Emperor, which naturally suppresses the aura of immortal cultivators.

Outside Wa Palace, there are many shadows.

Huanglong walked to a fortune-telling booth with gray hair, it was Jiang Ziya's booth, with naked eyes and a mortal body, not only the cultivation base of a celestial being, but also a long-lived person at most.

It's not like stepping into the immortal map.

Unless Huanglong took the initiative to reveal his aura, otherwise, he would not be able to see Huanglong's real body, Huanglong transformed into an old man, dressed in sackcloth, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist.

Sit at the booth.

"Old man, it's about divination and fortune-telling. No money is not allowed." Jiang Ziya was a little embarrassed. Maybe the people around him also thought he was a liar, after all, his ability to do things.

Too bad.

Without the generous help of his good friends, he might become the first beggar to die of starvation in Chaoge, and he opened a pork shop for the first time in business, which is obviously a profitable business.

But it's in his hands.

Just lose money.

Married a daughter-in-law, she is still an old friend, even if she is a little older, but unfortunately, she is still a vicious female partner who acts perversely and domineering - Ma Shi.

It really made them feel sad.

It's not right to go home.

Pork stalls closed down, and then restaurants, eggs, and coal were sold.

He has experienced almost all the businessman's avenues in the mortal world, but he really has no luck for wealth, and it may also have something to do with the fact that the God of Wealth in Heaven is not in place.

In short.

Even a single misfortune can't describe his difficulty.

In desperation, I picked up my old profession, divination and fortune-telling, which can only be regarded as a small category in Kunlun Mountains. Because it is not popular, few people practice it, and it is more of a hobby.

Divination casually.

But for mortals, the fate is almost like the palm prints on the palm, because it is too short and mediocre, so in the eyes of immortals, it is like an ant.

A running stand-alone game.

With the characters set up, what is there that deserves their attention?

"Are you sure?"

With gray hair, Huang Long joked.

"No money."

"Excuse me, old man, birthday horoscope, can you let me see your palm prints." Jiang Ziya had a sense of sight that he would not bump into Nanshan and not look back, Huang Long wanted to prevent him from dying in advance.

When the time comes, Yuanshi Tianzun will cause trouble for himself.

Naturally refused to say.

A mere ant, who dares to peep at the fate of the immortal, isn't this making himself unhappy, just like an ordinary person who wants to be exciting, to see the life of King Zhou of Shang.

Ha ha.

one day.

It was enough for him to sink.

Enough for him to be crazy.

"What's that in front?"

Huang Long asked knowingly.

Following the direction of Huanglong's finger, Jiang Ziya showed a look of envy. After stepping into the fairyland, he would know that Nuwa Empress is the Holy Mother of Human Race, and also a saint between heaven and earth.

Do not look directly.

Can't say.

"The Temple of the Holy Mother, King Zhou of Shang offered incense to pray for blessings." Jiang Ziya explained respectfully, of course, the tone of respect was not talking to him, but worshiping the Virgin Mary of the human race.

Jiang Ziya is actually one of the human races.

Haha
"Interesting, let's go check it out."

Huang Lue pointed at King Zhou of Shang who had already entered the Holy Mother Temple, wanting to see if he was really deceived by Saint Zhunti, as one of the biggest beneficiaries among the gods.

Zhunti Saint is in a hurry.

In order to join the outstanding people in the East as soon as possible.

They will definitely use their own methods skillfully, just like when the lich is measuring the calamity, he releases the twelve golden crows without saying a word, burning the karma of the world and falling on them.

As for myself.

This is waving one's sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

"it's not good."

"This is the Human Emperor's Sacrifice. It has nothing to do with us mortals. Let's wait for breakfast the next day."

Privileged class.

Since the birth of the human being, it will be born. It used to be the system of abdication, but because of Xia Qi's arbitrariness, it directly changed from the abdication system to the family world.

Not for an advance.

Gee
"Aren't you curious?" Huang Long looked at Jiang Ziya, who was getting old, but he didn't know that you couldn't become a god in the end, and could only be a gentleman.

Will you be annoyed.

肽！
"Who is Zhang Bairen?"

Huanglong stood up, flicked the dust from his body, and held a sesame seed cake in his hand. The wisdom of the human race is like a little bit of starlight, as long as they are enlightened, countless lights will burst out.

Click
With a slippery turn, Huanglong gradually slipped into the crowd under Jiang Ziya's gaze. When he was about to search, he suddenly found the memory of Huanglong in his mind.

Gradually blurred.

No matter how stupid he is.

He also understood that this was meeting a true god, so he had no choice but to ask him to do divination. This was obviously like dancing on the grave, and he was the only one who suffered in the end.

Hey.
"What kind of god is playing in the human world? Why don't you show up to him? After all, he is also a disciple of Chanjiao. He is accompanied by four different figures, and he is also the spokesperson of Chanjiao in the human world."

"It's just ignored."

"Four different, do you think I am a waste material?"

Jiang Ziya turned around, looked at the four elephants kept in the house, and muttered to himself.

"Brother, why bother, it may be that the gods have their own things to do, and they don't want others to know his whereabouts, so why should you remember them, when you cultivate to the top of the golden immortals, you will naturally be qualified to know them."

golden fairy!
It is a watershed, which represents whether a person can live to the end of the world.

If a Taoist friend you know turns into a handful of ashes in an era, the immortal, no matter how much he smiles, will gradually become cold and cold. There is no other way, and the long years have been spent attending funerals.

What else is worth seeing.

It is better to destroy together.

"Four-faces, do you know that immortal?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya understood that these four-faces must have something to do with the immortal just now, and might also be the senior brother who explained the teaching.

But why don't you show up and see.

"do not know."

Sixiang shook his head.

He was even more cursing in his heart, this grandson Jiang Ziya was really smart, he would infer other things from one instance, he didn't say anything himself, and directly analyzed the traces of his senior from his words.

Pooh!
Too much talk is bound to be lost.

Our Lady of the Temple.

As Huanglong disappeared into it, he was immediately noticed by the Nuwa Empress in the Wa Palace. The original sculpture instantly became a little more lively, looking at King Shang Zhou at his feet.A look of piety.

Should say or not.

After King Shang Zhou succeeded to the throne, he still did a few good things, but he was confused by Daji later.

nobody.

He's been a bad guy from the start.

"Huanglong, why did you take the initiative to find me?" Empress Nuwa still knew Huanglong's aura very well, and it was fate to meet her in Wahuang Palace today.

Or Huanglong asked for something.

"Your Majesty is overthinking. I just want to see the Human Emperor's worship. This is not the way to go, so I will sneak in and have a look." Huang Long explained.

"Oh!"

Subtext.

She is full of food, confers gods to measure calamity, does not stay at home, and even goes out for a leisurely stroll, and even comes to her own Notre Dame Temple, she also believes this nonsense.

Huanglong haunts.

Look, you never come home empty-handed.

or a joke.

Or get your own.This is almost common sense in the prehistoric world. After all, every time Huanglong appears, is it a matter of confirming his auspicious beast?

Ford is a real fairy.

Originally there was only one cloud neutron.

Now there is an extra Daoist Huanglong, with the golden lantern of Qingyun on his head, and the dazzling golden light of merit, which turns into a halo, which can almost reach the threshold of becoming a saint.

It's short.

That is because Huanglong is afraid of being proud.

After all, he doesn't have the majestic purple energy on him, and that merit is just a tasteless effect to Huanglong, that is to avoid being plotted by others, and even a saint has to think about it if he wants to do something.

does it worth?
Let's seal Huanglong.

It's almost like a talisman.

"Pray for the Holy Mother to protect our human race, the weather will be good and the crops will be plentiful." At the moment when King Shang Zhou offered incense, a gust of wind blew by. If you don't check carefully, you may not be able to find it.

But in front of Nuwa and Huanglong.

It is a bit of a taste of hacking.

The method was a bit childish, especially since their eyes were so low. The Zhunti Saint thought that what he did was unparalleled in the world. Didn't he know that there were two pairs of eyes watching him silently.

Shine like the sun.

"Bald donkey."

Empress Nuwa came out before she could curse.

Then he saw the originally solemn King Zhou of Shang, his eyes suddenly became wandering, and he looked abnormally dizzy. When he walked under the statue of Nuwa, he was astonished.

It's like seeing a real beauty.

Fairy lady.

"What a beautiful woman."

Gee.

Huang Long was taken aback by the death-defying mouth, and at the same time felt a chill running down his back. It turned out that Empress Nuwa's eyes fell on Huang Long's swordsman, and she warned: "So you knew about today's scene."

"Why do you still want to be a witness to history?"

With the frosty face of Empress Nuwa, she gradually walked out of the stone carving and walked towards Huanglong.

"Bring a pen."

King Zhou of Shang's untimely words directly rescued Huang Long, and Empress Nuwa's attention was also attracted by King Zhou of Shang, and she temporarily lost the time she was targeting.

You can also survive for a while.

"My lord, pen!"

That's why Wen Zhong was fighting in the northwest, so he didn't see such absurd scene. Otherwise, the golden sword in his hand fell on him mercilessly.

Please forgive me!

The Fengluan treasure tent is very beautiful, full of exquisite makeup.

Ququ distant mountains fly green, dancing sleeves and reflecting the clouds.

The pear blossoms bring rain to compete for beauty, and the peony cage is full of smoke and make-up.

But he had to be enchanting and able to act to get back Changle to serve the king.

a poem.

It does have some talent, but Huang Long couldn't do it anyway. He could only make up the numbers, and he could only make up four lines and seven characters.

Humph.

Empress Nuwa's gaze turned red visibly with the naked eye, even before sanctification, when Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti saw her, they all respectfully said to her.

After she is sanctified.

The most they can do is say "Junior Sister".

That's also because she is Hongjun's disciple. Sometimes, after she disapproves of Hongjun, everyone calls her Niangniang. Today, a junior mentioned her poetry.

I also want him to warm the bed.

Just ask.

Among the common people, who dares to open his bloody mouth.so hurtful.

"Di Xin, since you took the initiative to seek death, I will help you." It is better not to let more people know about such stains. After all, Empress Nuwa will take action.

The black bird boiled.

Turn into a barrier.

Blocked the sleeves of Empress Nuwa.

boom.

King Zhou of Shang felt dizzy for a while, but he didn't take it seriously. As long as he reigned as emperor for one day, no one could take action against him, not even a saint, unless he wanted to die together.

Of course this is the next best thing to do.

"Your Majesty, Di Xin still has 28 years of national destiny. If you do it now, the gain is not worth the loss." Huang Long saw that Empress Nuwa forcibly took away Di Xin's soul.

Hastily reminded.

Mainly not worth it.

"A mere Emperor Xin dares to insult me, Huanglong, what do you think I should do?" Empress Nuwa seemed to have thought of something, she smiled sweetly, thinking of Zhunti's action.

Pooh.

"It's nothing to be a bandit, it's just that you dare to do some small tricks underground." Empress Nuwa's face turned down.

through the roof.

In an instant, I saw Zhunti hiding in the depths of the clouds. At this time, I stayed in the Western Lingshan without hurrying and without looking back. With guides by my side, the safety factor could be higher.

One person orders.

That's really cruelty.

Huang Long followed the Nuwa Empress and looked at the cold Nuwa Empress. She put a hand on the shoulder of Saint Zhunti and instantly saw his shoulder rotting.

Fortunately, he still has a golden body of Zhang Ba.

otherwise.

I am afraid that the poison in the palm of Nuwa Empress has been corroded by the poison, turned into a handful of loess, and then returned in reincarnation.

It has the tentacles of a traverser.

"Your Majesty, can you have something to say?" Zhunti Saint felt a headache inexplicably, and this was a small trick under Nuwa's nose, which was directly discovered by the Lord.

This can be a little difficult to do.

"say what?"

"Zhunti, you always don't talk about your skills, but you like to play tricks. When the Lich was trying to rob, you deliberately opened Tang Gu's restriction, allowing the Twelve Golden Crows to fly out, triggering a war between the Liches. "

"Today the old plan has been revived, and you still want me to be taken advantage of. I have to thank you very much." Empress Nuwa snorted coldly and said with great disdain.

"Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding. I just want to confuse King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty. The poems mentioned by Nati are not what I thought." The sage Zhunti shook his head quickly, and he would die forever.

Who can withstand the anger of a crazy woman.

(End of this chapter)