Wild boar

Chapter 956 The bold Puyang

After the Shura tribe's legion withdrew.

A lump of earth rose up on the ground, and a man wearing a wild boar cloak emerged from the earth.

In the haystack, a wind dragon as small as a loach flew to Zhu Zishan's body, and instantly expanded to the size of an arm. It was Zhu Zishan's black wind dragon.

half a day ago.

Zhu Zishan used the black wind dragon to attract the Shura tribe's army, allowing the Shura tribe's army to meet Saint Tianhao.

When the two sides met, Zhu Zishan asked the black wind dragon to send Chu Qingge to the Haoran Tianzhou, and then he quietly used the Earth Escape Gu to hide in the earth.

Hidden underground...

After confirming that everyone had left, Zhu Zishan showed up.

Now Zhu Zishan is ready to leave the sea of ​​suffering and return to Penghai Jiao Island.

In the past, he would have had to ride a wind dragon and spend at least half a month to cross this long distance.

But now Zhu Zishan has a better way.

After about touching a cup of tea.

On an unknown hill, Zhu Zishan set up a temporary formation.

Several high-grade spiritual stones were embedded in the formation, and Zhu Zishan stood in the center of the formation, waiting quietly...

Thousands of miles away.

Penghaijiao Island.

Under the guidance of Amikali, who wears a golden mask, many Barbarian God believers have successfully rearranged the teleportation circle.

This formation is not inlaid with spiritual stones because it directly draws from Jiao Island's middle-grade spiritual veins as the source of power for the formation's operation.

Amikali, wearing a golden mask and wearing a priest's robe inlaid with gold patterns, came to the center of the formation holding a jade box in both hands.

The jade box contained nothing else but a pig hair left by Zhu Zishan.

If the blood-burning demonic skill is successfully practiced, a pig hair can also be the incarnation of Zhu Zishan.

Place the pig hair in the center of the formation, and a dozen Amikali activate the formation at the same time.

The majestic magic power of Jiaodao poured in like a river flowing backward.

An electric ball appeared in the center of the formation, and the electric ball crackled...

With a roar of thunder and lightning, Zhu Zishan appeared in the formation.

All the Amikali wearing masks knelt half down to show their respect.

In the air, the shadow of a woman in white slowly emerged, it was the businesswoman.

……

Zongsheng Confucianism.

Splendid Tiange.

Saint Haotian took up his pen and wrote on the beautiful white paper: The moss marks are green on the steps, the grass is green on the curtains, the bamboo shadows float on the window and the moon is floating, and the sleeves are green with the fragrance of flowers.

This is a poem describing beautiful scenery, full of high-spirited greenery.

the other side……

Chu Qingge took out a sachet embroidered with mandarin ducks from his arms.

There was a small tuft of hair in the sachet. Chu Qingge put the sachet on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently, and a stream of irritating air hit his face.

Smelling the sultry smell, Chu Qingge unconsciously pinched her tight thighs again, and stretched out her tongue to lick her lips slightly.

This thing was a handful that Zhu Zishan plucked out with his own hands, and Chu Qingge treasured it and put it in the sachet.

"The spring breeze blows the willows as green as smoke, and the flowers in the small courtyard are smiling and sweet." Chu Qingge even recited a little poem unconsciously.

As soon as this poem came out, the surrounding literary energy was attracted to Chu Qingge's body, like light little butterflies, touching the hem of her skirt...

Chu Qingge turned his feet, causing countless words to surround him.

Literati and poets have their own literary style to accompany them...

... a few days later.

Tianjian Mountain

Go to the Holy Pavilion.

In the territory of Dongsheng Human Race, the elders of twelve or eight large sects are discussing matters here.

"Senior Brother Feng! What you did in this matter is ridiculous. That Qianqiu True Lord Zhu Zishan behaves erratically and is extremely extreme. Do you really believe that he will bear the thorn and plead guilty?" True Lord Fengjian, who was sitting cross-legged, said with a big frown.

"May I ask Master Fengjian who is Zhu Zishan?" A gentle woman wearing a five-color robe sitting nearby suddenly asked.

"Puyang Zhenjun, you have been practicing Taoism in seclusion for many years, and you don't know something. That Zhu Zishan is the Supreme Elder of Baishi Valley. He used to be a wild boar demon. He was born with Su Hui, who was a human in his previous life. Later, he gave up his blood and reversed the cultivation of human beings. , changed his name to Zhu Riming and has become a member of our human race monks." Zhenjun Fengjian explained.

Wild Boar Demon, Zhu Zishan, Zhukov, Zhu Riming...

True Lord Puyang's red lips trembled slightly...

After practicing the Puyang Sutra and coming out of seclusion at the transformation stage, she often heard about the deeds of Qianqiu Zhenjun Zhu Zishan. Although her rationality told her that Zhu Zishan was Zhukov and the person she was romantically involved with was not the same person at all, Puyang Zhenjun still couldn't believe it. , don’t want to believe it.

She clenched her fists subconsciously, putting the matter of Zhukov being a wild boar demon out of her mind, and then said lightly: "I see."

"Senior Brother Feng! You are really confused. Even if Zhu Zishan was a human in his previous life, he has been a demon for hundreds of years in this life. The demon clan has always preyed on the weak. How did he ever talk about human etiquette?"

"Senior brother, you just came back like this, aren't you afraid that Zhu Zishan will cause a huge disaster to the Confucian sect?"

Suddenly, a clear bell sounded outside the door, and then a loud sound was transmitted into the hall.

"The Supreme Elder of Penghai Baishi Valley, Zhu Riming, the true cultivator of the Qianqiu Emperor, is here to visit!"

Following this loud voice, a man wearing a white robe walked elegantly from outside the hall.

Many Nascent Soul monks in the Holy Pavilion at Tianjian Mountain stood up one after another and shouted respectfully: "Qianqiu Zhenjun."

"No need to be polite." Zhu Riming waved his hand.

A woman wearing a five-color robe stood up from the futon.

She stood up and stopped in front of Zhu Riming.

"Zhukov?" True Lord Puyang asked unceremoniously.

Zhu Riming's smile appeared on his face, and he answered after a long while: "That was my former pen name."

"Ask the world, what is love?" True Lord Puyang blurted out.

"I just want you to make a promise in life and death." Zhu Riming responded.

"Hahahahaha...Zhu Zishan, Zhu Riming, Zhukov, it turns out that the man who has been with me for a long time and turned around turned out to be a wild boar demon." True Lord Puyang looked up to the sky and laughed, almost crying.

"Yishu... I was wrong, I shouldn't have deceived you." Zhu Riming said with a look of pain on his face.

"You are indeed wrong!" After True Lord Puyang finished speaking, he addressed Zhu Riming in public.

It's a pity that Zhu Riming is not Zhu Zishan, he is just a cold incarnation.

Feeling the coldness on his lips, True Lord Puyang took a step back.

Her expression was full of pain.

"You are indeed wrong. You made the mistake of smelting yourself into a body of Geng metal. You are obviously a man of flesh and blood, so why do you care so much about other people's opinions?"

"Although you were a demon before, you had flesh and blood, and your body was warm, but now..."

"Alas..." True Lord Puyang let out a long sigh and turned into a ball of flame and left.

After True Lord Puyang left...

The 28 great elders of sects present, as well as the three major human race god-level sword cultivators, were all dumbfounded.

Lord Fengjian could almost fit a duck egg into his open mouth.

This True Lord of Puyang was also a woman of true temperament, and she even made no secret of the fact that she had an indescribable past with the wild boar demon.

Nima...you still ask what love is in this world?
You also said that the wild boar demon is at least flesh and blood, why didn't you say that he also has a big basket?
A fairy like Zhenjun Puyang was not only attracted by a wild boar demon, but he was also obsessed with the body of the wild boar demon. He felt extremely frustrated and disappointed that the wild boar demon gave up his body and was refined into a body of Gengjin.

The true king of Puyang is a truly bold and unrestrained woman.

(End of this chapter)