Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 290

Wang Liang said in surprise: "So, someone wants to steal the essence of the ginseng fruit tree and conceive a reincarnation? How could Emperor Zhenxuan not know?"

Prince Chen Xiang said: "It must be known, maybe it is an accomplice. If not, how can you lend the ginseng fruit tree?"

Xuanqing Taishang Jianren shook the yellow and orange seeds in his hand, and said: "What do you mean... is this thing a reincarnation of great power, or someone who has a lot to do with Emperor Zhenxuan?"

Thinking of this, he hastily threw the things to Prince Chen Xiang, and said: "I don't want it anymore, just give it to you."

Prince Chen Xiang smiled and said, "There is no need to be so afraid."

With the presence of the Great Sage and Wang Chong, Prince Chen Xiang believed that even if Emperor Zhenxuan came back, his master and disciples would be able to leave calmly. After all, the Heavenly Palace could not keep the monkey.

After reincarnation, they all need to practice again. Prince Chen Xiang is not afraid of a person who has not started to practice. He is a half-human and half-god himself, and knows that even if he is born with supernatural powers, he still needs someone to guide him.

This is a total of very few people with great supernatural powers who self-enlightened Taoism. Thousands of years ago, there were Taoist ancestors, Tianzun, and religious leaders.

Both of them had supernatural powers first, and then they got the master's inheritance later.

Prince Chen Xiang touched the seeds, and thought to himself: "It's better to put it back into the ginseng fruit tree, why should I bear the karma?"

Xuanqing Taishang swordsman will be attracted by this thing, there must be a natural attraction relationship, but Prince Chen Xiang didn't feel it, he flicked the yellow orange seed back to the ginseng fruit tree.

As soon as the seed approached the ginseng fruit tree, it floated up, trying to hide in the branches and leaves, but the ginseng fruit tree emitted a circle of green light, and the seed bullet flew out.

The seed flew for dozens of miles before slowly falling down. After landing, it moved and split open.

A villain came out of it, with an angry look on his face, and shouted: "A few juniors spoiled my good deeds."

"It's rare that Zhenxuanzi agreed to let me use the ginseng fruit tree to rebuild my body, but it was picked off by a few juniors before it was ripe. The ginseng fruit tree is also hateful, and it refuses to accept it..."

The villain sat cross-legged on the ground naked, stretched out his hand, and the cracked seed shell turned into a yellow light, which fell on his body and became an ocher robe.

The villain thought for a moment, and then shouted: "I can't spare these juniors, so I'll go to Wuzhuang Temple and find their bad luck."

The villain sat cross-legged, with layers of mana on his body, one level after another, but in a short while, he broke through from the first level to the seventh level. His face was wrinkled, and he cried out sadly: "If I am mature, the fire is full, and after landing, I will have eighteen levels of mana and become an immortal. Now I have to practice hard. It will not be hundreds of years, and I will not be able to recover my skills."

"This hatred is hard to get rid of, and we must find their bad luck."

When the villain paused, a cloud of yellow clouds rose up, and when he reached Wuzhuang Temple, he was blocked by a green light curtain, unable to get any further, jumped angrily, cursed for a long time, and could only leave angrily.

Jin Chanzi, Monkey, Prince Chen Xiang, Wang Liang, Black Bear Spirit, two unlucky nameless monsters, and a fat horse played in Wuzhuang Temple for seven or eight days.

For the past few days, the two boys have been serving with trepidation, fearing that something will happen if one of them is not taken care of well.

After finally sending this group of plague gods away, the two boys heaved a sigh of relief.

Wang Chong thought to himself that it was time to go back after being sent here, so he didn't continue to follow. He took Zhu Yingzheng to discuss whether to go back to the East China Sea, or go directly to Lushan Mountain, when he saw a villain, stepping on the clouds, rushing towards him angrily.

Seeing Wang Chong and Zhu Ying, he asked, "Where are the two juniors?"

Wang Chong smiled and said, "Those two young ones are my juniors, if there is anything wrong, just come to me."

Xuanqing Supreme Swordsman had no interest in going west, he had followed Wang Chong a long time ago, jumped out immediately when he saw this, and shouted: "You dare to talk to my master like this, be careful that I stab you with holes all over my body?"

The villain said angrily: "What grade are you, and you deserve to talk to me?"

Xuanqing Taishang swordman suddenly became angry, he was also a fat and white baby, with a wave of his little hand, hundreds of wooden swords flew out, and he started to fight viciously with the villain.

Xuanqing Taishang swordsman learned the greatness of the world, the formation of millions of swords, and had nowhere to look for flying swords, so he found a few thousand-year-old trees nearby, cut down the wood heart, and refined hundreds of spiritual wood swords.

After these flying swords flew out, they were full of momentum, and the villain had already eaten them, and shouted: "Are you a disciple of Emei?" Thinking of the deep hatred in the previous life, he was annoyed, and with a wave of his little hand, a fire dragon flew out.

Both Wang Chong and Zhu Ying were surprised. They are both disciples of Wutai. Why can't they tell that this is the authentic Wutai fire dragon sword technique?
It's just that this little man has no one to fly a sword, so he can only rely on his own fire dragon true energy to fight against the enemy, and his momentum is inferior.

The two sides fought fiercely for a while, Wang Chong couldn't help but be amazed, and secretly said: "This villain only has seven or eight layers of Zhou Tian's mana, and he can fight against the Xuanqing Supreme Swordsman. If he is allowed to cultivate higher, I am afraid that there will be no opponent under the immortal."

He has already seen that this villain has a lot to do with Mount Wutai, and hastily shouted: "Wang Chong of Wutai, what is the origin of this gentleman, and why did I practice Wutai Taoism?"

The villain was startled when he heard Wang Chong report himself to the mountain gate, and shouted, "You are a junior from Wutai? Who is your master?"

Wang Chong replied: "Xiao Nan is also."

The villain pondered for a while, as if he had thought for a long time, before asking: "Could it be Bai Yue's apprentice?"

Wang Chong replied: "It was earlier."

The villain said angrily: "Yes, yes, no, no, why did it come earlier? Could it be that your master and apprentice betrayed Mount Wutai?"

Wang Chong said with a smile: "It's not our master and apprentice, it's Master Bai Yue who got married and left Wutai Mountain, so we master and apprentice can only be transferred to Daoshan Patriarch's sect."

The villain was furious and scolded: "Bai Yue is actually married? I know, it must be Wang Lingguan, an old man who is not a cultivator. I have long seen that he is coveting Bai Yue and plotting evil things. I am not in Wutai, so he dares to attack my apprentice."

Wang Chong was also startled, and shouted, "Could it be the red-robed patriarch?"

The villain snorted and said: "The dao name back then was indeed the red robe."

Wang Chong saw that Wutai's Daoism was tyrannical, so he guessed that it was Wutai's senior. Hearing the other party's admission at this time, he was a little suspicious and asked, "Ancestor, didn't you practice the Heavenly Demon Ancient Sutra and went crazy?"

"What's the matter?"

The villain sighed, and said: "This matter is hard to explain in one word. It was hard for me to get out of the catastrophe, but two scorpions ruined my good job of being reincarnated and rebuilt. You hand them over, and I..."

Before the red-robed patriarch could finish his sentence, Wang Chong took the chaotic god banner and waved it at him. The reincarnated third patriarch of Wutai fell to the ground in a tumble, unconscious.

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