Wu alchemy body

Chapter 1249

All over the mountains and plains, the entire Wanhuayuan was occupied by those colorful flowers. Many warriors shuttled around Wanhuayuan to watch the Wanhuahua, admiring the skills of the Venerable Life and Death.

Whether it is the proud snow plum blossom or the pink peach blossom in early spring, they bloom at the same time under the power of Tao.

These flowers are cultivated by the divine mind of the Venerable Life and Death who traveled through the heavens and worlds and brought them to hell, and only his natural way of life and death can build this Ten Thousand Gardens.

It was not on a whim that Venerable Life and Death established Wanhuayuan. He wanted to use this Wanhuayuan to comprehend his own way and look forward to stepping out of his own way of heaven.

But now many warriors talk about that battle the most while admiring the flowers in the Wan Garden.

"It's really powerful enough to kill the Dao Emperor who is also a genius with the Great Emperor."

There was a Daoist strong man walking in Wanhua Garden, and said to his companions that in front of him was a sky full of stars, blooming with brilliance.

This is not a simple Great Emperor Zhan Dao Emperor. You must know that Dong Han is not an ordinary Wucheng Dao Emperor. It is not a problem to beat several ordinary Wucheng Dao Emperors with Dong Han's strength.

Over time, there are more and more varieties in the Wan Garden, all of which were cultivated by Venerable Life and Death.

"I'm looking forward to how powerful he will be if he can become a Taoist emperor."

These powerhouses are all communicating, but they seem to be very harmonious.

There are a lot of people, and the strong shuttle back and forth, amazed at this Ten Thousand Garden, it is like a miracle.

The whole hell belongs to this ghostly scene.

High mountains and flowing water, gurgling streams, the scene is elegant, and there are a few figures here.

The clear stream is accompanied by the sound of water by a pair of perfect little feet, it is Duanmu Miao with a smile on his face.

"Hong Bo is really amazing. He opened up such a beautiful place in Hell. It's amazing workmanship. I don't know how he did it."

Sun Yi sat by the creek, took out some ordinary monkey wine, and spread some delicacies on the floor, and everyone watched the beautiful picture while eating.

Compared with cherishing the monkey wine, the ordinary monkey wine and the Monkey King gave him a lot that day, there were as many as hundreds of altars, which shows the boldness of the Monkey King.

"Good wine in hand, accompanied by beauties, joy is joy."

Wu Tu took a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp. The monkey wine was like drinking water, and his words made Mandala give him a hard look, and Wu Tu shrank his neck. The chilly killing intent made him dare not say more.

Sun Yi smiled slightly, and suddenly thought of Zuijian who was far away in Jiutian. If he knew that he was drinking this monkey wine, he would definitely feel itchy. If he went back, he must bring some monkey wine to them.

Counting it, it has been a long time since he left Jiutian, and his relatives over there don't know what to do, but he understands that his meager strength is not enough for Jiutian.

"Hoohoo...!"

A breeze blows, and I see many colorful petals dancing with the wind.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, a group of people drank wine and looked at the scenery, Yun Qing obediently poured them a few glasses of wine, An An was also drinking monkey wine, her little face flushed.

Wu Tu stared straight at the eyes, saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth unconsciously, and his nostrils were about to bleed.

"Uncle Wu Tu is drooling." An An, with sharp eyes, suddenly said.

"No way! Children are talking nonsense." Wu Tu quickly wiped off his saliva and stared at An An.

"Uncle, you are lying!" An An waited for Wu Tu with her arms akimbo.

"You don't care about it, brother, what will you do when you grow up." The mighty Wu Tu was helpless in front of An An.

"Haha, brother, wipe off the hanging drool first." Sun Yi rubbed An An's head.

Mandala didn't pay much attention to it, and threw out a seductive smile, parted her red lips, and drank the monkey wine elegantly.

"This feeling makes me feel a sense of peace." Sun Yi narrowed his eyes and said comfortably.

"It's a pity that the Ten Thousand Gardens will only be opened for ten days, and after ten days the Ten Thousand Flowers will be ruined." Mandala said.

"The accumulation of ten years is only ten days of youth! If it is not right, it is the decline of the utmost prosperity."

A ray of light flashed in Sun Yi's eyes, as if he had grasped something, it was a glimpse of understanding between life and death, a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, the Holy Emperor knew how to break through.

"I didn't expect that this would make you enlightened." Mandala said in surprise.

"It's just a fluke." Sun Yi smiled slightly, continuing to understand this feeling.

Seeing that Sun Yi was enlightening suddenly, no one bothered him, it was difficult to enter into this kind of wishful-for mood.

After an unknown amount of time, Venerable Xuanming actually came to this stream with a smile on his face, but this time he came on something.

"Grandpa Xuanming." Duanmu Miao immediately stood up and walked to Xuanming's side.

"I have something to tell the little princess. The mistress sent someone here a few days ago to ask you to return to the eighteenth floor of hell as soon as possible." Xuan Ming looked at Duanmu Miao dotingly.

"Grandpa Xuanming, tell the queen mother that I've been playing here for a few days." Duanmu Miao shook Xuanming's arm, playing a small temper.

"This is the order of the mistress, and there is nothing I can do about it." Xuanming smiled helplessly: "It is said that a big man came here not long ago, one of your elders, so the mistress called you to go back to see that elder, Little princess, don't embarrass the old slave."

"Mysterious big shot? My elder? Who is Grandpa Xuanming?" Duanmu Miao asked suspiciously.

"This old slave doesn't know either, you will know when you go back." Xuan Ming looked blank.

"You should go back with Senior Xuan Ming."

When Duanmu Miao wanted to say more, Sun Yi opened his eyes and walked over, looked at Duanmu Miao, and said.

"He's right. It's said that this big man has a great background, that's why the mistress called you back to meet him." Xuan Ming said, looking at Sun Yi with admiration.

"But, I can't bear you." Duanmu Miao reluctantly said, looking at Sun Yi.

Returning to the [-]th floor this time, I don't know if the queen mother will agree to the two being together. Once separated, I don't know how many years will be separated.

Sun Yi sighed softly, seeing the concern in Duanmu Miao's eyes, "With your mother's all-powerful means, how can she not know about your affairs, what should come will come anyway, and it is useless to escape."

Sun Yi understood that the hurdle of the Lord of Hell must be difficult, there must be many tests waiting for him, and he needs to show enough potential and strength.

This is parting after all.

However, Sun Yi was certain from a certain point that the Lord of Hell was not such a domineering person, and he must have heard about the matter between him and Duanmu Miao, but she did not act forcefully, nor did she express any affirmative intentions, presumably to test herself.

"Nothing can be hidden from the mistress. As her most beloved daughter, will she not know about your affairs?" Xuan Ming also said.

"Okay, I will return to the eighteenth floor with Grandpa Xuan Ming when the Wan Garden is closed."

Knowing this with Duanmu Miao's ingenuity, he fought for a few more days.

"Okay, but the little princess is not allowed to play tricks."

Xuan Ming agreed, and let the little princess stay for a few days.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Duanmu Miao bid farewell to Sun Yi reluctantly.

"You must go to the eighteenth floor to find me." Duanmu Miao said reluctantly, she really didn't want to be separated from Sun Yi.

"Don't worry, I'm going to the eighteenth floor to propose marriage to your mother."

Sun Yi spoke decisively and firmly.

The love between the two is very strange, it is the power of fate who lived their whole lives in the same illusion, as if it was fate that brought them together.

Before leaving, the two hugged each other for a long time before Duanmu Miao left the Twelve Hells with Xuan Ming.

"Just wait, I will definitely go to the eighteenth floor of hell."

Sun Yi clenched his fists and looked in the direction Duanmu Miao left.

It was a long time before he returned to the palace.

(End of this chapter)