The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Taoist Yuanzhen happily read the forbidden book with the children.

There are always many whimsical ideas at an innocent age, and it is also full of yearning for the unknown world.

Since Qinghuang invited Taoist Yuanzhen to be the lecturer of the Qiongsang tribe, the children's enthusiasm for morning lessons has never been higher.

They are already very familiar with the geography of the Great Wilderness in the West Sea, such as "The Great Western Classic", "Overseas Western Classic", and "Hainei Western Classic".

Of course, they already knew all the delicacies in the wilderness.

As long as they succeed in cultivation, these children will open the door to their own travels in the way of "food and prehistoric times".

"So this child is after the surname Jiang?"

In view of the little girl's obsession with excellent recipes and her familiarity with "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", Taoist Yuanzhen figured out her life experience.

It was found that the girl's name was Jiang Yuan, and she came from the lineage of Emperor Yan Shennong.

Yuan Zhen stroked her beard and smiled: "No wonder she has an extraordinary view on 'eating'."

To some extent, Hongyun's reincarnation, Shennong, is a "foodie".

Taste all kinds of herbs and know all kinds of flavors.

If not, how can you write a brilliant masterpiece?

Yandi Shennong was able to embark on this path, due to the element of destiny, the factors of his own choice, and perhaps without the subtle influence of Zhen Yuanzi.

It's not for nothing that the two of them became close friends.

"Sure enough, it's like me!"

With this level of relationship, Daoist Yuanzhen, who already thought that the girl was quite a match, now loves her more and more the more he looks at her.

"It's better to accept a named disciple and pass on the next line of Taoism." Taoist Yuanzhen thought so.

As the so-called interesting soul is one in a million, the meeting of two foodies will resonate.

Anyway, they are all here, so just choose one or two good seedlings. It’s time for a new resident Earth Immortal among the human race!

Daoist Yuanzhen, who had made up his mind, was not in a hurry to accept disciples, but Jiang Yuan started chatting from time to time.

The topic of the two is very simple.

Just one word - eat!

If there is one more topic to add, it would be two words - Emperor Yan.

It can be seen that Jiang Yuan respects Shennong, the ancestor of the Jiang clan, very much.

"Does Mr. Yuan know about His Majesty Emperor Yan?" The girl's eyes sparkled.

After she discovered that Taoist Yuan Zhen was very familiar with Shen Nong's deeds, this gentleman's status was infinitely higher in her heart.

"That's natural!"

Taoist Yuanzhen raised his chin slightly, and his brows revealed unparalleled confidence.

No one in this world understands Hongyun better than him!

not even one!

Recalling Emperor Yan's road to enlightenment, he unconsciously thought of his family friend, and thought of Yunyou again in his heart.

Every otaku has the fetters that make him travel far away.

For Zhen Yuanzi, one of these fetters is the countless delicacies of the wild, and the other is his best friend Hongyun.

But thinking about Qinghuang's entrustment, Yuan Zhen put out his thoughts again.

"But it's been a long time since we got together."

Fellow Daoist Hongyun has been more calm than ever since returning to his throne.

He goes deep and keeps things simple, restraining himself in the world of Nanyue.

One is due to the suppression of luck, and the other is to explore the avenue.

This guy Styx comes here often!

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the mountain.

A bloody light shot into the sky, and then a frightened face came into Yuan Zhen's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanzhen, come and save me! Fellow Daoist Bodhidharma is crazy!"

Styx was caught off guard and suffered a blow from the mighty dragon. Then he heard Sanskrit sounds rising and the Dharma being sung.

The 8000 million blood god sons of Styx almost burst out of this haunting tune in the soul.

Western methods have a natural suppression of evil spirits and the like.

Although it is impossible to define good and evil for something as innately sacred as the Styx, but if it could, who would want to listen to the nagging of a Buddha?

Moreover, it is a human Buddha transformed from a Hunyuan form and spirit!

"Fellow Daoist Styx, come back!"

Bodhidharma really deserves to be a great master of martial arts. With his combat power, he should be extremely powerful!
Although it is probably because of Hunyuan Wuji's methods, given time he may not be able to open another door to martial arts!
rumbling~
A giant palm fell down, as if Luan Sheng Kunyue had suppressed it, its majesty was brilliant, and the infinite laws were disturbed, cutting off the retreat of Styx.

"Fellow Damo!"

When Styx saw that Bodhidharma didn't look like he was joking, he immediately exclaimed.

However, Bodhidharma seemed to have never heard of it, and he punched again, like Zhonghua Shenxiu, falling against the sky.

Brilliant divine power, shaking the heavens and the earth!
"Fellow Daoist, is it the Outer Heaven Demon God? Let me check the details first!"

Bodhidharma's golden body is as majestic as heaven and earth. He shook his fist and blocked Styx with unheard of martial arts supernatural powers, intending to "find out the details".

With this posture, how could Styx dare to stay?
Could it be that the demon god from outside the territory, as the saint who guides Hunyuan, can't see it?

This also needs to check the details?
Styx has 1 reasons to doubt Bodhidharma's real purpose!

Seeing the overwhelming supernatural powers coming, Styx had no choice but to dodge in his incarnation.

As he stepped back, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, don't you just want to invite Poor Dao to Lingshan as a guest because you saw that the poor one was running around?"

As soon as this remark came out, Dharma in the sky paused.

He looked at Styx kindly, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry too much, the poor monk is really doing it for your own good!

Fortune is related to the sacred wealth and life, and the fortune of Taoist friends has suddenly improved. Aren't you curious about the root cause of this? "

Styx: "So, are you planning to seek poverty?"

Bodhidharma's smile did not change, "Fellow Daoist is also my great power, and I practice killing. In the future, when the battle starts, it will be a very powerful combat force. I can't bear to see fellow Daoists have accidents?"

Styx nodded, "So, you plan to plot against me?"

The corner of Bodhidharma's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he said, "Everything is going well, fellow Taoist, don't you feel flustered?"

Styx squinted at him, "So, you plan to plot against me?"

"..."

I can't talk today.

Bodhidharma sighed and said that familiar line.

"Fellow Taoist has a destiny with me in the West!"

As soon as these words came out, Styx heaved a sigh of relief, and let go of the last trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"I knew that this luck is coming, and some things can't stop it!" Knowing the truth, Styx was not as angry as he imagined, but raised his eyebrows and eyes, as he had expected.

No one cares about the declining god who is entangled in cause and effect, but the top god with rising luck is the treasure in the eyes of all parties.

Moreover, the Styx River is also one of the well-known sources of "fun".

It's no wonder Bodhidharma isn't interested in him.

At this time, Taoist Yuanzhen also came.

Bodhidharma took advantage of the situation and accepted the Dharma photo.

Knowing that Styx's luck has increased sharply recently, Taoist Yuanzhen is also happy about it.

At the same time, the same doubts as Bodhidharma arose in my heart, "I wonder if this change of my fellow Taoist is good or bad?"

As a comrade in arms who besieged and killed the demon god Xia Geng Xingshen, Zhen Yuanzi certainly knew some inside information.

He was worried that this was a special method of the Hunyuan Demon God, which would eventually have an adverse effect on Styx.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I know that, maybe my virtuous brother is really a great opportunity for me?" Compared to Taoist Yuanzhen's worries, Minghe himself was very free and easy.

After all, a surge in luck is not a bad thing.

Even if his luck drops in the future, can he still be miserable?

As a generation of declining gods, Styx has extraordinary awareness.

"Fellow Daoist, just know what's in your mind!"

Seeing this, Taoist Yuanzhen couldn't say anything more.

Bodhidharma on the side wanted to talk with Styx in detail, so the two went out again.

When he came back, Taoist Yuan Zhen saw a proud Ming He and a smiling Bodhidharma, both of whom looked quite harmonious.

"By the way, I've been to Changliu Mountain a few times, but why haven't I seen Mingyu?" Minghe looked around, but still didn't see the familiar figure.

In fact, his main purpose of coming to Changliu Mountain was to ask Mingyu about his own condition.

After all, Mingyu is the master of blessings in the world, if it is said that he has an understanding of luck, no one is better than him.

"He..." Taoist Yuanzhen sat back under the green pine tree and continued to teach the children how to practice.

Hearing Styx's question, he pointed to the west: "Recently, he was in the far west, and he said he was going to watch the sword, and he stopped by to visit the White Tiger God Lord."

"Visit the Lord White Tiger?"

Ming He stroked his chin, and said with a chuckle: "Which tooth of the god is he looking at again?"

Among the prehistoric and sacred, there are not only all kinds of fun about the saints, but also some little-known dark histories.

For example, "Mingyu Gelong" and "Tiger's Mouth Pulling Teeth".

This was some dark information dug up from the long river of time by an unnamed saint.

The former is derived from the green dragon, while the latter is related to the white tiger.

These are the tacit handed down classics of the prehistoric saints.

Taoist Yuanzhen smiled and pointed at Minghe: "If you have the ability, go to the extreme west and talk about it!"

"How dare, how dare!" Styx said so, but the arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes showed a sense of sharpness.

He Styx is not a fearful person.

……

The prehistoric land of the extreme west.

Among the majestic pillars of the West Pole, there is a blood-red sword hidden.

Dressed in a green shirt, he sat in front of the Tianzhu.

His primordial spirit entered the realm of immortal swords, only to feel that the six consciousnesses were chaotic, as if falling into a secluded realm.

"Uncle, these Four Swords of Jade Immortals are really mysterious, even if they come in several times, they still can't completely get rid of the influence of chaos and disorder."

In the world of swords, Ming Yu walked forward step by step, comprehending the sword intent of trapping immortals.

What kind of world is this?
There are monstrous blood energy scattered into clouds and mist in the upper and lower directions, and there are many blood lights in the endless time and space, which makes people confused.

The direction is difficult to discern, and the road ahead is bleak, even if Da Luo Jinxian enters here, he will sink in an instant.

"Get out the sword!"

A cold tone resounded in this fairy sword world.

In front of Mingyu, there is a young Taoist standing with a sword.

His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were not very powerful, but the crimson robe made him appear gentler.

Even the Taoist's cold tone carried a faint smile.

Of course, it would be better if the Taoist looked at Mingyu with less playfulness.

Mingyu always felt that his uncle's attitude towards him was strange.

how to say?

For example, Mingyu could clearly hear the subtext of the blunt urging voice.

like this.

Ostensibly, "Draw your sword!"

Actually, "My dear nephew, come and accept the baptism of the uncle!"

"Hahahaha!"

Sighing, Mingyu saluted with his sword.

"Uncle, please enlighten me!"

Without saying a word, the young Taoist raised his hand and drew out his sword.

Red light radiates everywhere, red as a sea of ​​blood.

The Immortal Trapping Sword surged in the blood tide.

The murderous aura is everywhere, the murderous intention is roaring, and the murderous intention is endless.

Under such a majestic massacre, the bright jade in the green shirt was like a solitary boat floating on the boundless sea, and could be swallowed by the blood waves from all directions at any time.

Under the peaceful appearance of Tongtian in the crimson red robe, there is endless wildness, as if two extremely separate components are mixed together, but they form a certain balance.

It is this balance that stimulates the sword intent of trapping everything in it.

Looking at Mingyu who stood motionless in the monstrous murderous aura, the corners of Tongtian's mouth slightly raised, and the playfulness in his eyes became stronger.

"Nephew, if it's just like this, it won't work!"

"Let's use the sword!"

If you don't come out with a sword, does this still make me abuse food?
How boring is it to abuse vegetables?
Let's use the sword!
Let you experience the care from your elders!
Tongtian's words were cold and gentle, and they aroused Mingyu's indomitable will little by little. As long as he relaxed a little, the endless red light would break through the defense line of his mind and pull him into the endless darkness.

An unbreakable trap, encircled in all directions, and Tongtian, which is extremely fragmented and makes people sink unconsciously.

This kind of trapping in the fairy sword world, this fighting style is very different from the leader holding the Qingping sword on Zizhi Cliff.

Tongtian at this time is more like a demon than a fairy.

"It turns out that these days, everyone is smart!"

Mingyu was quite emotional, and didn't know what kind of demeanor the leader of the other Three Swords was.

Originally, he just came to Jixi to observe the sword by the way, but he suddenly wanted to visit the other Supremes.

"Thinking about it, the gods will welcome me very much!"

(End of this chapter)