This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 29 On the Third Body
The East China Sea is in decline, and there is a treasure mountain in the sky, which cannot be held. It is more like a caretaker, cats and dogs can come to ask for it, let alone regular offerings, but listen to the voice of the old dragon king.

It is to relocate the whole family.

Quit the prehistoric world.

Stay in a corner!
No wonder later generations Ao Guang can be the Dragon King for ten thousand years with only a mere Golden Immortal cultivation.I came to my house today, but the Dragon King of the Four Seas has not changed.

Get out of the dragon's treasure house.

Sitting in the Dragon Palace, Huanglong watched the old Dragon King clapping his hands. Dragon shadows gathered from all over the world and stood outside the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

lantern boy
Its function is no different from that of Huanglong's mount, Baihe Boy. Huanglong's spiritual thought, watching the dragon sons and dragon girls outside, there are many voices, most of them are used to laziness.

Few people have a true heart for Taoism.

He hesitated for a moment.

Suddenly, it was discovered that Ao Bing, the disciple selected by Shen Gongbao, was already an outstanding figure in the Dragon Clan. Otherwise, he would not have been under Shen Gongbao's attention.

Although he is not the son of luck, he is also a stepping stone for Nezha.

How can it be a straw bag.

The moment he waved the whisk in his hand, two golden lotus flowers with condensed magic power fell on the bodies of the two most inconspicuous dragon girls among thousands of people. Their bodies may have mottled blood.

But the only thing that can be determined is that one is innocent, carefree, and the most good seedling for Taoism.

One has a firm heart and eyes full of hatred. Although he hides it very well, in front of Huang Long, it is just a life of knowledge.

He is a traveler.

Believe in the nonsense that man will conquer nature.

Huang Long wants to do an experiment, which is to give the two people resources, teach them exercises, and see how far they can go. With a pure heart and an extreme heart, what is the difference between them?

Whether they can go to break out a world of their own.

As for surpassing Huanglong.

I'm afraid there is no hope.

The first is resources, Huanglong picks up what is left, and the second is luck. The dragon clan is entangled in karma. He has the protection of saints and can wash away the past luck, but they are not necessarily the same.

"Just the two of them."

The old Dragon King was a little surprised. He deliberately placed his close son and grandson in front of Huang Long and asked him to choose, but why did he choose two dragons with scarce blood.

Several dragon whiskers were pulled off.

"Old Dragon King, the two of them left with the poor."

Huanglong stood up, pointed with both hands, and the splash of water in the East China Sea revealed a road leading to the sky.

"It's good to leave, it will become more and more deserted in a few days."

Seeing the old Dragon King who has made up his mind, he still feels a little emotional. The dragon clan is weak, and there is no strong person to suppress the luck of a clan. The world has abandoned it, and he wants to rise again, unless the age of doomsday comes.

According to the talent of the dragon clan, it is natural to rule the roost in the mortal world.

But when that day comes, I'm afraid it will be the end of the world, and the saint has the idea of ​​reopening the world.

Control the auspicious clouds.

Huanglong sat on the back of the white crane, and there were two obediently standing beside him.

"I don't want to know the names of the two of you. Today, you are my virgins of good fortune, and you are the disciples of many believers."

Huang Long said calmly.

"Yes."

Huang Long did not think of it on a whim, but referred to the mysteries of the Western religion. Since he accepted the guidance of Taoist Ran Deng, he was not presumptuous for no reason, but thought of the possibility of a myth.

In the flood.

Everyone's Dao name is definitely not born from nothing.

Instead, there are gods and Buddhas in the layout.

Wusheng old mother, based on Huanglong's understanding of the prehistoric world, in fact, there is no such person, but a mortal's belief, living in a place without life.

Vacuum hometown, no biological parents.

Such refutation of the language, combined with the priesthood of the Creator and the God of Creation, in the age of the saints, no objection would lead to death.

But she still made it.

The high-end prehistoric flow, the layout of the wise, goes back to the beginning of the creation of the world, along the long river of time, and the future will be honored.Da Luo Yongzun.

In the middle of the prehistoric flow, Hunyuan Wuji, killing decisively, the red cloud fell, and a majestic purple aura stirred up the changing situation.

The prehistoric flow at the bottom, the system is popular, the son of destiny, there are no groups of rewards, hit Hongjun Daozu on the top, kick Sanqing, Jieyin and other saints on the bottom.

Across the prehistoric and desolate, I am the only respected.

Huang Long didn't know why, his back felt a chill. Before the conferment of the gods, Da Luo was invulnerable to calamity. After the conferment of the gods, the golden immortal became the ancestor, and the different versions of the prehistoric world intertwined in Huanglong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Why is it true?
What is false?
Or where did the previous bosses go to let Monkey King be the king.

Retire?

Retire a chicken feather.

Luck is gone.

How to preach the past and the present.

While flying.A ray of Buddha's light blocked Huanglong's way, calmed down, Huanglong saw a lonely figure appearing in front of him.

"Junior Brother Huang Long, what are you calling me for?"

Apparition?
Huang Long looked at Taoist Ran Deng in amazement who came out of the void, and everyone said he was a family slave of the three surnames, and he was willing to swear at him.The guest of Zixiao Palace, the deputy leader of teaching, and the past Buddha of the Western Lighting Lamp.

Which one is his real body?

"Huanglong has met Uncle Burning Lamp."

Even though he lit a lamp to call his junior brother, Huanglong couldn't climb up the flagpole, but he would be hoisted up and have bone cramps. He didn't want to be a certain dragon hanging on the flagpole.

"Why did you come here?"

Huang Long looked at Taoist Ran Deng indifferently.

"Junior Brother Huang Long still refuses to go beyond the so-called rules. Didn't you find a good job for me, and Cao Bao was accepted by me as one of my registered disciples."

Ran Deng said with a half-smile.

I!
Huang Long was surprised, could it be that the magical power of burning lamps is so good, he just wrote a bad check on a whim, and someone rushed to cash it.If Cao Bao's incident was accidental.

That Taoist burning lamp that Huanglong thought of just now.

That's not a coincidence.

"Uncle Burning Deng, there is one thing that I don't understand. Why I just have a feeling in my heart, and you can appear immediately. Are you a guest of Zixiaomen, or the deputy leader of explaining education, or you are the deputy leader of Buddhism? Why is it appropriate?"

Since the Lord came to the door.

Huang Long could only bite the bullet and ask out the doubts in his heart.

Embarrassed, shrewd, lonely, fearless.
Exactly which one is him.

"Junior Brother Huanglong, it's still a good idea. If I say which one is me, how would you choose?" Daoist Ran Deng waved his hand and brought Huanglong to Yuanjue Cave in Lingjiu Mountain.

A coffin palace lantern exudes an intoxicating fragrance.Faintly there is a lamp spirit walking in the wall.

"It is rumored that Uncle Burning Lamp is a coffin board, I don't know if it is true or not."

Huang Long asked.

"True is false, false is true, false is true, true is false, true is false, false is true, who can tell?"

Under the withered gaze of Taoist Ran Deng, the meaning of extinction flickered in his eyes, Huanglong seemed to be on a vast land, and everything was silent.

"Since you want to find out the real body of this seat, then this seat will fulfill you."

Daoist Ran Deng clasped his hands together, and a silent title came: "Namo Amitabha."

"When the sages of Jieyin and Zhunti became enlightened, I was by their side, imbued with the sage's rhyme, and understood the realm without any trace, the past, present, and future three world lords."

"Respect the present."

(End of this chapter)