Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 312
"good."

Condescending, overlooking Hongze Lake, the faint monster aura is mixed with a coolness, and a very faint dragon aura, presumably it is the ice flood.

After traveling north for another day, Meng Fan successfully arrived at this area of ​​water. It may not have a long history, but after a thousand years, it can still barely rank among the famous mountains and rivers.

The most famous one is the hairy crab.

"The people are comfortable and not rich, but they can enjoy the favorable location, food and clothing."

"Must be a good monster."

While whispering, Meng Fan moved his body and appeared on a long and thin sandbar in the lake.

"Taoist Priest? You..."

A fisherman resting nearby froze in place. This place is in the middle of a lake. How could they get here without a boat?And it appeared suddenly.

"Feel free to come down and have a look."

Meng Fan smiled and asked: "Old man, how is the fish harvest?"

"Go back to Immortal, everything is fine. The little old man is forty-six. The weather here has been smooth for as long as I can remember."

The fisherman regarded him as an immortal who came down to inspect the human world and hurriedly answered.

The ancients believed in these things.

The ethos is different from modern times.

After driving for several days, Meng Fan had a deep understanding of this.

The two chatted for a while, and whirlpools emerged from the flat lake for no apparent reason.

A green hairy crab half a foot wide and bigger than a millstone appeared in front of him. He was holding an iron fork in his hand and said politely:

"Master, my master is hosting a banquet in the Dragon Palace. Please go into the water and talk about it."

Darling, so fat.

If this is steamed, how much crab paste can be produced?

If the female crab is yellow...

Daozhang Meng came to his senses in time and immediately reflected on himself. Recently, he had become addicted to eating good food and almost broke his bottom line. He had set rules for himself before:
A monster that has developed spiritual intelligence will not eat anything as long as it does no harm to anyone and patiently swallows the moonlight to practice.

"lead the way."

As he said that, he turned his attention to the fisherman who called himself [Xiao Lao] and was only 46 years old.

From the perspective of modern people, this can barely be considered a time of youth and strength, at least not close to the old age. In ancient times, even grandchildren and even great-grandchildren were already in the arms, and the body had already gone downhill.

"Since we met by fate, I will give you this elixir. If you take care of it properly, you can live a long life."

No matter where he goes, Taoist Meng never forgets to show his holiness in front of others, casually throwing out a blood energy pill that is not even rare, ensuring that his physical strength will be restored to the age of 30, and his gray hair will turn black.

In this way, an auspicious sign that can be reported to the court by the local government was born.

Because he had done his homework in advance, Meng Fan knew that there was a saying called Renrui——

The more virtuous elderly people in the country, the more worthy of a special letter from the imperial court.

After doing this, Meng Fan made a gesture and left the lake. Under the watchful eye of the old fisherman, he stepped into the water step by step.

Different from the river with turbulent undercurrents and flying sand, the flood is calm and the bottom lake water is exceptionally clear. When you dive in for about thirty feet, or about a hundred meters, you will see a certain area that is golden and green, emitting a faint light.

It looks a bit like Journey to the West Dragon Palace...

In a secret comment, Meng Fan and the leading crab will speed up and head towards the slightly delicate palace group.

Carved dragon lanterns are hung high on the beams under the eaves, and the doors and windows are decorated with pearls. Although it is not decorated with a large number of luminous pearls like the Dragon King Palace in movies and TV dramas, it can be seen that the owner has put much thought into it, which is far better than the evil dragons of the Yangtze River.

"It is considered magnificent, but there are only three palaces, and the style is not as good as that of princes and princes..."

At this point in the code words, Meng Fan suddenly had a second thought, now that humanity is flourishing, and the genus of Jiaolong living in a corner of Hongze, how dare to act presumptuously?
God Haotian, for example, was able to accept the emperor's gift, and the Sidu Dragon God, who was in charge of China's four major water veins, received the supreme grace of humanity and had to bow his head and bow his head as a minister.In the pre-Qin period in ancient times, the Son of Heaven offered sacrifices to the famous mountains and great rivers in the world. Huaidu was granted the title of Duke Changyuan.

That is to say, the Dragon God of the Yangtze River is the Duke of Guangyuan. If you want to be crowned king, you have to wait until the Kangding period of the Song Dynasty to reach the peak of his status.

In addition, although Shinto is vaguely superior to humanity, it also depends on the god...

As his thoughts whirled, Meng Fan stood still on the flat bluestone and looked in front of him.

Teams of shrimp soldiers held steel forks, and they looked decent. They were about five tang feet long, or 1.5 meters, and they were considered short adult men.

"Go and report that I was invited by your master to come to the banquet..."

Before he finished speaking, the dragon palace door opened.

Meng Fan didn't hesitate and stepped in.

Now, the channel between the heaven and the human world has not been cut off. He is a Daoist of the Big Dipper Seven Yuan in the immortal world, and also has the title of a fifth-rank official in the human world, so he doesn't have to be stage frighted anywhere.

Why are you hosting a banquet for me?
Under the admiring eyes of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Meng Fan entered the Dragon Palace hall, and saw a delicate woman greet him as soon as he entered.

In addition, there are two clam spirits that have shed their demonic bodies and have slender waists, clearly acting as maids, and a turtle spirit that looks like an old man.

Including the guiding crab generals and the twelve shrimp soldiers standing guard outside the door, the Caotai team also counts.

He knows more etiquette than the evil dragon.

"My surname is Yu. I am the master of this place. Please take a seat, Taoist Priest."

Chi, like a dragon and yellow, is called a ground mole in the north, and it is called Chi from insects, Lisheng, or hornless.

Meng Fan vaguely saw through her real body, a dragon without horns, if passing by the prince's mansion, he could see related patterns on the raised part of the eaves.

"It's annoying."

The spacious hall is extremely empty. There is a stone table facing each other and two stone benches. The style is primitive and rough, and there is no meat on the table.

Three plates of spiritual fruit.

A pot of clear and refreshing wine.

Think about it, too, there is only one purebred chilong in the world, and it is one of the nine sons of the Great Dragon God.

The person in front of me should have traces of blood, and was formed bit by bit from the cultivation of aquatic creatures. Fairies like this, who have light and spiritual energy in their bodies, have a compassionate heart and generally will not treat guests with their own clan -

Dragon species are mostly water dragons and earth dragons. Water dragons usually refer to water creatures transformed by spiritual practice, while earth dragons are usually transformed from reptiles on the ground, that is, centipedes and the like, and most of them are fiercely poisonous.

"Master, please."

"Master Yu, please."

The atmosphere was particularly awkward.

It would be great if it was the Long-sleeved Dragon Prince who was good at dancing. Meng Fan could have a drink with him, talk about mysteries, and the estrangement would be eliminated in a short time.

But the other party is an ice chinch, with a cold nature, from the inside out, if you force a smile, the more you look at it, the less it looks like it, it's better not to smile.

However, Meng Fan also saw that the other party had no ill intentions and that such "enthusiasm" did mean something.

At the critical moment, Prime Minister Turtle had to be looked at. As expected of an old man who had lived for hundreds of years, he was able to speak well.

With the cooperation of Meng Fan, the atmosphere was soon relaxed a little, and while pouring wine, he made a request at the right time.

"The Taoist priest will definitely be favored by the two saints during this trip. When he went north, he already had purple energy on his body, condensed into clouds, and was mighty, just like the emperor who went west to Hangu, and the little demon admired him..."

"My master wants to be enshrined by the imperial court, to protect the peace of one side, and to protect the people around Hongze for 200 years of peace and good weather, so that they can use their merits to soar."

canonized?

The god's throne does need to be recognized by the court, otherwise it will be an obscene sacrifice. The local government will send troops to encircle and suppress it, and the righteous people in the world will attack!
　A character that readers want from the beginning of the book... doesn't have much role...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)