I, God of the River of Concepts, make friends out of nothing

Chapter 23 Sanxiao is too miserable, I can't bear it
The fairy wind howled, colorful auspicious clouds surged, and many Jiejiao disciples returned one after another.

As they soared through the clouds and fog, they raised their heads slightly, and they could see that the sky was turning purple.

That was after the leader of the Tongtian sect abolished his holy position, a ray of majestic purple energy returned to the way of heaven and was re-conceived.

It is conceivable that when the primordial purple qi is born, there will be a bloody storm in the prehistoric world.

In addition, a faint murderous air permeated the entire prehistoric region, which was a harbinger of catastrophe.

Some immortals who have experienced the catastrophe of the Lich are all restless and unable to cultivate.

Once you close your eyes, you will think of the catastrophe of the Lich, the scenes of blood flowing into rivers, when almost even the prehistoric people were destroyed.

At this time, Jiejiao also came on the eve of the catastrophe, as if the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, Jiejiao and all immortals were uneasy.

"Is it him, or his friend?"

Under the leadership of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit, Empress Sanxiao went to look for Luo He. During the period, the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit introduced Luo He and talked about how unique Luo He is.

Mistress Sanxiao stands tall in the clouds, and she can already see the mountain and river, and she has some brains to distinguish whether the deputy leader is him or his friend.

"I think that his friend is himself." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit said, "I knew him early on, and I know that he has three extraordinary things."

"One, he is able to isolate the heavens where he is."

"Second, his cultivation seems to be in the realm of a human immortal, but when he absorbs it, there is an unusual aura that can make me feel palpitations."

"Three, he has told a lot of bizarre stories over the years. At first, I didn't take it seriously. I just listened to it. Until the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods came, the stories of Conferred Gods he said had begun to come true."

"The leader even affirmed that his footsteps will last for a long time, so he can see the future during the confusion of fate during the catastrophe."

"The leader also said that he is our chance to stop teaching, and he is one of the ones who escaped from the fifty days of the Dao."

"So I still look at Aunt Sanxiao, don't offend me."

"So that's how it is." Mistress Sanxiao felt resentful when she first saw her elder brother drunk.

This is also reasonable, we all know that the four brothers and sisters are like brothers and sisters. Since the beginning of the world, they have been transformed by the clouds and the wind, and they have always been against the enemy and cannot be bullied by anyone.

Hearing this, I had no choice but to let the elder brother get drunk.

Yun Xiao said: "That's why Master Master appointed him as the deputy leader. Let's go and see what he is capable of in person."

Huh~~ blowing with the fairy wind.

Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao had already landed beside this mountain stream, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit then nodded and said, "I've seen fellow Taoists."

"Fellow Daoist Huo Ling, you're welcome."

Luo He was very speechless, he really wanted to be quiet, he just wanted to slowly earn points, or practice his Nine-Qi Mythical Great Luo Qi Training Method.

However, there is no time for leisure in the eventful autumn, no, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is here again, and she brought three fairies with her.

"May I ask who these three fellow Taoists are?"

Luo He sized up Empress Sanxiao, she was worthy of being a girl with two pans in a cloud bun, a red robe with red tassels on top of a white crane, silk sash tied to tie the knots, and hemp shoes on her feet with auspicious colors.

Especially the gauze clothes on her body are faintly visible, captivating, but sacred and inviolable.

Luo He had already guessed.

As expected.

All three Xiaos clasped their hands together and said: "Sanxiandao Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, I have met fellow Taoists, may I ask if you are the vice-principal appointed by the leader?"

"That's my friend." Luo He said without blushing.

You made something out of nothing +1
"what?"

Yun Xiao's face was a little strange, surprised, and the moment he arrived here, he felt that this place really blocked the way of heaven.

They looked back at Luo He again. Although they were in the realm of immortality, the faint wisp of energy in the dantian made them feel palpitations.

It seems that this person must be the deputy leader.

Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao also looked at each other, then smiled, and said: "I remembered that Master Master had a Taoist friend, that is, Yuanzi, Wuzhuangguan Town, Wanshou Mountain. He never went out of the mountain in order to get rid of karma. Doomed."

"This friend of the River God, you are very similar to him. You have always regarded yourself as a friend, so you are not well-known?"

The implication is that the friend you mentioned must be yourself.

"Fellow Daoist was joking." Of course Luo He denied it flatly, after all, he still needs to make friends out of thin air for a long time.

As for Yuanzi, Wuzhuang Guanzhen, Wanshou Mountain, he does not belong to any sect and is not involved in any calamity.

It was only in the later stage of Journey to the West that he suffered a little disaster. The ginseng fruit tree almost disappeared, and it was not a big problem.

Luo He actually envied him very much, knowing that he was the most obsessive existence in Honghuang, but pretended not to know, and said, "I don't know how many fellow Taoists came, why are you here?"

"I heard that fellow Taoists like to tell some stories when they are depressed during this practice?"

Yun Xiao couldn't see the depth of Luo He, so he thought for a while and said, "Let's come to see fellow daoist, and want to hear the story of conferring gods that fellow daoist said."

"Fengshen story?"

Luo He's heart burst out in an instant, and he sighed in his heart about everything about San Xiao and their brother Zhao Gongming.

Miserable, so miserable.

I have to say that the four brothers and sisters are quite impressive.

Among them, Zhao Gongming's big black face, although he was suppressed by that Lu early on, he was nailed to death with a nail-headed book of seven arrows.

But it also made San Xiao fly into a rage and attack, and none of the Twelve Golden Immortals could stop him.

Especially this eldest sister Yunxiao, the best innate spirit treasure in her hand, the Hunyuan Jindou, is extremely frightening.

Sanxiao is used to lay down the nine-curved Yellow River formation, and the saint is invincible without going out.

This nine-curve Yellow River formation also made the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao finally taste the bitterness. Many of the disciples of Chanjiao were cut off with three flowers on their tops and five spirits in their chests.

It's a pity and alas, this is actually one of the few chances for Jiejiao to win. After this battle, what is waiting for them is to fall on the list.

Yunxiao will be wrapped up by Lao Tzu with a Taiji diagram and suppressed under the Qilin Cliff!

Qiong Xiao will be sacrificed by the Yuanshi Tianzun to kill the three treasures, Yu Ruyi, who will hit the spirit of the sky and die!

Bixiao will be turned into blood and die by Yuanshi Tianzun using the treasured jade box!

Luo He hesitated to speak, thinking that they died so badly, how could they tell them face to face, even if they said it through the mouth of a friend, it would not be good.

"Why don't you tell me the story of how I became the Tathagata Buddha first, Master Many Treasures?"

The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit had asked about it before, because the incident happened suddenly. At that time, the three Holy Mothers had arrived, and she hadn't continued to ask about it. She didn't know the reason, and her heart was itching all the time.

So he said: "There is also the Journey to the West that fellow Taoists said, why did Buddhism flourish?"

"also."

Luo He was worried, and didn't want to tell the story of the sad Jiuqu Yellow River formation in front of San Xiao.

But if we talk about Buddhism, the Tathagata, or the Buddha, and that treasure is not here, then it would be perfect.

So he said with a smile: "Journey to the West, Buddhism, Tathagata...First of all, let me say that it is a friend of mine. If there is any similarity in the story I told, it is purely coincidental."

You make friends out of nothing +1
(End of this chapter)