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

Chapter 4 Duobao, don't give it away

It's too high!
Daoist Duobao was shocked, feeling the strong drunkenness hit him, thinking that the aftertaste of drinking was unimaginable, while he was still sober, he quickly sent a sound transmission to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and said: "Quick, hurry up and help me go back to Biyou Palace!"

"As a dignified and quasi-sage teacher, he is about to get drunk. We often have immortals in Jin'ao Island who are so drunk that they smash the white clouds to pieces."

"Master is worried about what he will do. Hurry up, while you are still awake, hurry up and help Master back to Biyou Palace!"

Taoist Duobao is obviously very face-saving.

How could he dare to say clearly about being drunk, so he had to pretend that he was not drunk yet, but secretly spread rumors urgently.

"Really drunk?!" The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit trembled in her heart.

"Hurry up, think of an excuse to leave, I don't want to lose face in front of this fellow Taoist."

Daoist Duobao added more to his head, his primordial spirit was already blurred, and he was using the last sliver of sobriety to transmit sound.

"We should go."

The Holy Mother of Huoling didn't dare to be negligent while Taoist Duobao was transmitting the sound, and hurried up to help her. Originally, she came to ask the story of Sanye Biyou Palace, but now it seems that she has to wait for Master to sober up.

Thinking that she was almost drunk just now, I felt a little scared.

I thought to myself, what is the origin of this river god, his friend, who can brew such wine?

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was just stunned, but just this moment delayed Taoist Duobao's final sobriety.

The situation is getting out of control!

"Haha, hiccup!"

"Fellow Daoist, this wine is really wonderful. I haven't drank it so happily in many years. I have a clear mind and a comfortable heart. I can't treat you badly, fellow Daoist. Come here, take it, this is it. I am the head teacher for the teacher, the Qingping sword that the teacher gave me, hurry up and take it!"

Taoist Duobao is drunk!

There was no sobriety in his cloudy eyes, at this moment he laughed loudly, staggered down the river, grabbed Luo He's hand with compassion, untied the Qingping sword, and forced it to Luo He.

"This is... let's go."

When the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit saw it, she thought badly, the master was completely drunk, and she wanted to give away the Lingbao, especially when she looked closely, her heart trembled.

What the master wants to give away is actually the leader and saint, and the spiritual treasure given to him to teach for the teacher is also the Qingping sword that represents the merits of cutting off the teaching and establishing the teaching!

The so-called poems prove it; the gossip fairy clothes come with purple air, and the three-pointed sword is called Qingping.

Qingping Sword, this is Tongtian Cult Master's favorite spiritual treasure, the sword is three feet six inches long, the sword body and scabbard are soapy black, with blue lotus flowers covering it.

Qingping Sword is even more like Taiyi Fuchen and Sanbao Yuruyi, which are "Tai, Yu, Shang" together, as well as "Explanation, Cutting, and Ren", which is a symbol of the same origin of the Three Qings and the Three Religions.

This all comes from the good fortune Qinglian, so the so-called "red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions were originally one family" came from this.

Such a Qingping sword, which carried the merits of Jiejiao and Lijiao, didn't even belong to him, so how could he give it away?

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit stepped forward to stop her, but Taoist Duobao angrily reprimanded her: "Presumptuous, I've made up my mind to be a teacher!"

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist is really generous." Luo He secretly sighed at this treasure, the wine was good, it was too generous.

But when he heard that it was the Qingping Sword, Luo He was also shocked, he naturally knew that it was the spiritual treasure of the Tongtian Sect Master.

In the past, he would definitely be full of enthusiasm, but now he can directly give birth to any spiritual treasure he wants, and there is no need to take away other people's Qingping sword and worry about the cause and effect behind it.

Naihe couldn't resist Duobao's enthusiasm, so he accepted it.

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

Daoist Duobao yelled loudly when he saw the Holy Mother of Huoling coming forward to help him. Fortunately, he was already drunk and did not make any earth-shattering noises.But he still wanted to continue drinking until he finished the wine in the gourd.

Then some spirit treasure was to be taken out, which made the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit want to cry without tears.

"Hoo!"
Suddenly there was a sound of wind, Taoist Duobao took out a flag from nowhere.

The flag is triangular in shape, with six tails hanging down from under the flag, fluttering gently.

"Haha, it's rare to see each other like old friends, and we cherish each other. Come, come, to thank fellow Taoists for the wine, please accept it. This six-hundred soul flag is also my teacher's lord. Let me set up the array flag, and we will teach ten thousand immortals Come to court, where do we need to set up an array?"

"Hurry up and accept this banner, or you will lose face!" Daoist Duobao drunkenly said.

"Here, stop."

The eyes of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit are almost protruding. If she recognizes this Banner Spirit Treasure, isn't it the Six Soul Banner that she cut off and used as the eyes of the Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals?

She was on the verge of crying, such a top-grade innate spirit treasure, no, to be precise, it should be a "heavenly evil treasure", how could it be given away?

There are even rumors that this banner has six tails, and the names of the six people are written on the tails. Sooner or later, amulets are used. When the day of worship is over, if you shake this banner, even a saint will almost die!

This, can this be delivered? !
The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit still wanted to stop her, but Daoist Duobao stared at her, and the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit could only give up, watching helplessly as Master sent out the six-hundred-hundred banner.

I sighed in my heart, if this continues, I still don't know what to give.

"Is this the Six Soul Banner?"

Luo He obviously knew about the six-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-soul-flag, and how important this flag would be in the future. He didn't want it, but Duobao's kindness was hard to refrain from.

"I said earlier that this wine is easy to get drunk, senior...you are really drunk."

Luo He knows that everyone's wine taste is different.

Some people will go crazy when they are drunk, and some people will be very generous when they are drunk. The Duobao in front of him is obviously the latter.

"I'm drunk? Joke! I'm not drunk at all!"

Daoist Duobao's voice was already blurred, his eyes were sleepy, but his mouth was still stubborn, and he said extremely generously, "Tell me, fellow Taoist, what do you want?!"

"What do I want?"

Luo He shook his head and smiled, "There's no need for Lingbao."

Luo He thought to himself that this fellow Taoist would be able to get along with him, and if he had a treasure, it would be a real gift, but unfortunately he is a treasure, alas, his fate in the future will not be so good.

"Master, it's time to go back!"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit said hurriedly, she was also afraid that Master would send out the Lingbao again, and would not dare to keep it for a moment.

"I...I'm not drunk yet..."

Daoist Duobao was already drunk and unconscious, and he said vaguely: "I still have a disciple who is very juicy, and her waist and limbs are fair and fair... Fellow Daoist, look..."

"You..." The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit blushed, and hurriedly supported Duobao, who was finally completely unconscious, soaring through the clouds and driving the fog back to Biyou Palace.

Seeing that they had finally left, Luo He breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the Liuhun Banner and Qingping Sword in his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, if he didn't send Duobao away, he didn't know what would happen.

"Master, it's true!"

After the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit went back, her flushed cheeks had not faded, she stamped her feet and said, "Before I had time to ask Sanye Biyou Palace, Master was actually drunk and almost gave me away...I didn't expect that fellow river god My friend, to be able to brew such a drink, for three visits to Biyou Palace, I can only wait for Master to sober up."

The so-called prehistoric ages, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In Biyou Palace, the snoring sounded like thunder, it was real bursts of purple thunder.

I saw Taoist Duobao lying drunk on the futon, and fell asleep, the strong drunkenness continued to rise, the stamina was terrifying, comparable to the law, it can anesthetize the primordial spirit.

It wasn't until a hundred years ago that he sobered up, and Duobao woke up leisurely.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" Even Daoist Duobao had a momentary fragment, and after thinking about it, all causes and effects emerged, and when he thought of everything, he stared at him suddenly, secretly thinking that something happened.

The Qingping sword who taught for the teacher, I gave it away!

The six-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-soul-banner for the master was also given away!

Taoist Duobao got up quickly, and with a thought, he found the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

While he was stepping, the stars moved, and he appeared in front of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, and asked with a gloomy face, "Disciple, you have missed the important matter of being a master!"

(End of this chapter)