Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 138 Too Much Forgetfulness

Facts have proved that if a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will clog his teeth.

Hua Ye felt that he had been unlucky enough recently.

He just wanted to take that Buddha as his younger brother, but who knew he kicked him on the iron plate, and put Kunpeng, who had been with him for countless years, into it, let alone such a difficult monkey.

If it's just difficult to deal with, it's all right, the key is that you can still fight!

The monkey was holding a broken stick and had been beating him for a long time.

The clay figurine is still angry, let alone Hua Ye, who was once the king of Tiangong.

Hua Ye's suppressed anger hit his heart, and finally he couldn't help it. He turned his heart and wanted to take a hard blow, so as to distance himself from the monkey.

Anyway, he has four generations of bodies, and he can't die with a stick.

But as long as you distance yourself, hehe!

Hua Ye sneered in his heart, he must use the black hole engine to turn this monkey into scum!

Facing Monkey King's stick attacking again, Hua Ye simply did not dodge or dodge, even put away the Wang Jian in his hand, and went forward with his chest upright.

Hua Ye wanted to exchange his injury for his life, but he ignored the matter of who Monkey King was.

Since the day when Daocheng came down from the mountain, there have been countless battles, big and small, and Monkey King, who has a lot of experience in fighting, saw through Hua Ye's thoughts at a glance.

As soon as he lifted the golden cudgel in his hand, he changed direction in an instant and swung it towards Hua Ye's arm.

Hitting the body and arms with the stick has no effect at all.

I don't know if you have noticed, but the effect of hitting a wooden board with the same force and a wooden stick with the same thickness is very different.

The force enough to break a wooden stick may only leave a mark on the wooden board.

If it hits the body, although it can seriously injure Hua Ye, it won't kill him. It will only follow Hua Ye's wishes and let him use his strength to increase the distance between the two.

But it's different when it hits the arm - regardless of how many generations of Hua Ye's divine body, with the weight of the golden cudgel and the strength of Monkey King's hand, as long as this hit is real, Hua Ye's arm will definitely match his on the spot. The body is separated!
So when Hua Ye saw Monkey King's actions, his face turned green.

No matter how unhappy he was, Hua Ye could only forcibly turn around.

But he tried to hide when the stick was close to him, and it was already too late—the golden cudgel still rubbed against his arm.

With just such a light rub, a piece of flesh was lost on Hua Ye's arm immediately, which weighed two catties, and the bones were exposed!

Hua Ye grinned his teeth in pain, and didn't dare to think about it any more. He only focused on dealing with Monkey King's attack, hoping that his reinforcements, that is, Ruoning and others who were following behind, would come as soon as possible.

Hua Ye didn't wait for his own reinforcements, but instead waited for Saint Phantom.

According to the "schedule" arranged by Lu Qingyang, the first batch of sage phantoms to come were Houtu, Hongjun and Tongtian.

Houtu delayed for a while, so Hongjun and Tongtian arrived first.

Sun Wukong has sharp eyes. As soon as the two saints arrived, he immediately found out. He quickly put away his stick and stopped, and bowed to the saint Xuying: "Sun Wukong has seen the Taoist ancestor and the heavenly saint!"

Hua Ye, who was secretly anxious when he saw reinforcements entering the field, was overjoyed to see Sun Wukong voluntarily withdrawing from the battlefield, and then retreated slightly, turning on the black hole engine.

Of course, turning on the engine was not to create a black hole. Among other things, Su Marie was still in Blue Star, and Hua Ye couldn't bear to have him buried with Blue Star.

He started the engine just to kill this powerful monkey.

Hongjun put on a fly whisk and said with a smile: "You hozen, years of Buddhist practice haven't worn away your restless temperament, so you're really happy at this moment!"

Sun Wukong laughed a few times, and said: "Although the Dharma is good, my old grandson is naturally aggressive and aggressive. Even if he practiced for a few more kalpas, he would not be able to change his nature."

Hearing this, Hongjun said with a smile: "Savvy is pretty good. You need to know that everything has its nature. Abandoning nature just for the sake of practice is really an act of abandoning the basics and chasing after the last!"

"Hahaha!"

Tong Tian stroked his beard with a long smile, and said: "Since that's the case, it's better to rebel against the Western religion as soon as possible, and join my interception religion to practice!"

Sun Wukong kept his eyebrows drooping and said nothing, so the Western Sect can reverse it if he wants to?
Not to mention those two in the West, even that old bum like Tathagata can't beat him, so why not?

Tong Tian didn't force it, his words were just to plant a seed, whether it succeeds or not, we will see for ourselves in the future.

"Let's go," the old Taoist Hongjun said with a flick of his whisk, "The time that my nephew, the old Taoist master, sacrificed his life for, can't be wasted by you and me. We should start preaching earlier!"

Tong Tian said yes, cast a glance at Hua Ye who was aside, followed Hong Jun, and walked towards Hua Xia.

Even though Tongtian wasn't the deity here, and he didn't have any desire to do anything to Hua Ye, but Hua Ye who was quietly "reading" was so frightened that he almost crashed on the spot.

From that glance, he saw the real horror!
If this person wants to kill himself, he probably doesn't even need to move his hands, it's just a look!

The phantom of the saint had gone away in an instant, but Sun Wukong had no time to talk to Hua Ye who was trembling and silent, frowning and muttering: "Give your life to fight for time?"

Reminiscent of Xiao Jiu's abnormal behavior before, Sun Wukong instantly thought of his cheap little uncle.

At the moment, he didn't care about Hua Ye, a rare and good opponent, and he was about to go in the direction of Xiao Jiu.

But before he came and flew far, he bumped into Empress Houtu who was holding Xiao Jiu.

Sun Wukong's heart was relieved immediately, and since Empress Dowager also came, there must be nothing serious about Lu Qingyang.

At most, he will be seriously injured and die, and the soldiers will end the cycle of reincarnation!

"Since you're here, come with me!"

Before Sun Wukong could speak, Houtu said: "My disciple built the altar to reach the sky, and led the phantom of the saint to preach here for 49 years. Whether you can seize this opportunity is up to you."

After all, Houtu stopped talking to Monkey King and continued to walk towards Huaxia.

Sun Wukong, who was relieved, was overjoyed when he heard the words, the saint preached, this is a great opportunity!
I just ran here to fight two times, and I ran into it?
He didn't care about anything else at the moment, turned his head and followed Houtu, and returned to Blue Star.

As for Lu Qingyang. . .

Who is Lu Qingyang?Does it have anything to do with my grandson?
When the figures of Monkey King and Houtu were gone, Hua Ye finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Escaping from the dead, he didn't care about anything else, he flapped his wings and hurried away.

Damn, whoever comes to Huaxia in the future will be the grandson!

So terrifying!

Su Marie or something, just let him die!
It's better than letting the king die!

Now that all the dust has settled, the road to China's cultivation in the world of super gods begins.

These 49 years of peaceful preaching time have laid a solid foundation for China to dominate the known universe in the future, but Lu Qingyang, the biggest contributor to this matter, disappeared until the war resumed. . .

Epilogue of this volume: Ever since Lu Qingyang made the ninth knife, the fire of luck that had burned throughout China suddenly exploded with momentum, even to the point of burning the sky.

But the Huaxia Human Race had a sore nose for no reason, and sadness came from the bottom of their hearts. Before they knew it, tears filled their faces.

On the land of China, regardless of the north and south, and regardless of the season, there are blood-red goose feathers and heavy snow falling from the sky, which disappears without a trace when it falls on the ground, but the sadness in my heart is even more serious, causing all the people in China to cry.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the red snowflakes no longer fall, only a blood-red figure holding a long knife and looking to open the sky is imprinted in the scarlet golden flames that are about to burn the sky.

It is said that after the phantom of the three sages descended on China, except for Houtu, the other two sages all bowed to the bloody figure before preaching.

Houtu can't salute because she is Lu Qingyang's master.

………………

At the beginning of the sermon, Xiao Jiu woke up slowly from a coma.

She felt as if she had had a big dream, in which she ran to a strange world in order to chase that stinky bull nose named Lu Qingyang.

That world is full of aura, like a blessed place, where treasures of heaven and earth can be seen everywhere, but it is strange that no one is practicing it!
In the dream, I worked hand in hand with that stinky Taoist priest, searched for elixir and stones, and made a lot of jokes.

In the dream, I got a great opportunity, got the inheritance of the law of time, and accepted a quirky apprentice.

In the dream, for the sake of that stinky Taoist priest, he did not hesitate to burn his essence and blood to destroy his Taoist foundation.

in a dream. . .

Xiao Jiu shook the cat's head vigorously, this dream is really outrageous!
If there really was such a world, those bosses would have been rushing to plot the territory like a cat smelling fishy smell. How could there be no one practicing?

And such a good thing as the law of time can only be obtained by oneself in a dream!
Also, this meow is meow, and that stinky Taoist priest is a human being with different races, how could this meow fall in love with him!

At most, at most, he can't beat him, and he is just harvested as a spiritual pet!

Xiao Jiu shrugged her nose, stretched her long waist, walked forward a few steps, squatted in the lazy sunlight on the window sill, and lay down comfortably again.

The warm sunshine is still comfortable, just as comfortable as lying in the arms of that stinky Taoist priest in the dream. . .

"Master, are you awake?"

Su Xiaoli's delicate face suddenly leaned in front of Xiao Jiu, and asked, "How do you feel? Is the injury better?"

Xiao Jiu was taken aback, then jumped up to Lao Gao with a "meow": "Su Xiaoli? Why are you here?"

"I've been taking care of Master." Su Xiaoli looked at Xiao Jiu suspiciously, and asked strangely, "What are you doing, Master, have you lost your memory?"

"She didn't lose her memory," Houtu suddenly appeared in the room, and said with a smile, "it's just that she has taken the Wangqing Pill refined in the sky, and some aspects have failed."

"Failure?"

Su Xiaoli was stunned when he heard it, Meow is not an instrument, and there are times when it fails?
Xiao Jiu also looked confused, just now Hou Tu sent the sound transmission to Su Xiaoli, she didn't hear anything.

"The only function of the elixir is to suppress the love between men and women."

Hou Tu continued: "My apprentice has been away, and I don't know when he will come back. In order to prevent Xiao Jiu from thinking too much and causing trouble, I just fed her this medicine-you must not tell her! "

Su Xiaoli was stunned for a while, then nodded sharply.

Let me go, there is such a thing as Wangqing water in the world?

Too much!

"Xiao Jiu has met Empress Empress!"

Xiao Jiu finally woke up from the stunned state, and couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, Empress Houtu, where is this?"

Houtu picked up Xiaojiu, and while stroking the cat with a smile on his face, he said, "This place is in the dormitory of my disciple, Super Seminary."

"No, meow, take it easy..."

Xiaojiu who was masturbated was completely dumbfounded. Wasn't that a dream?

It doesn't matter anything else, but I actually sprayed so much blood for the sake of the human race. . .

Mother's mother, my grandma, could it be that that person cast an enchantment spell on Ben Meow, making Ben Meow lose his soul?

Otherwise, how could you be so stupid?

After a while, Houtu held Xiao Jiu up to his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Have you slowed down?"

"Bad, almost!"

Xiao Jiu swallowed her saliva, until now she is still afraid of her behavior - if this is a bad one, this meow will become a dead meow!

Looking at the silly Xiaojiu, Houtu was so distressed that he held her in his arms and rubbed her well.

It's a pity that her method of stroking the cat was incomparable to that of Lu Qingyang. Xiao Jiu felt uncomfortable from being rubbed, but she had to endure it.

Meow's claws are so small, they really can't break Empress Houtu's arm!
It's just that you can't beat it, and it's not ashamed!
After a while, Hou Tu reluctantly put Xiao Jiu down, and said, "Since I'm awake, I'll listen to the lecture with all my heart. It's not common for saints to preach!"

"Little raccoon take good care of your master, I'm going to continue the lecture."

After finishing speaking, Houtu stuffed Xiao Jiu into Su Xiaoli's arms, turned around and disappeared.

It wasn't until this moment that Xiao Jiu noticed the sound of the saint's preaching reverberating between the heaven and the earth, and hurriedly jumped out of Su Xiaoli's arms, listening carefully with his ears stretched out.

Meow meow, to be able to hear this sage preaching, the blood that I sprayed is not a loss!
As for that smelly Taoist priest named Lu Qingyang. . .

Ben Meow let him die!

Under the Tongtian Altar, all the Xiongbing Company, even Wei Ying, who was injured by Dao Dao's backlash, came and sat cross-legged under the altar, listening carefully to the voice of the saint.

As Lu Qingyang's disciples, regardless of whether they were registered or handed down personally, they should get the greatest benefits in terms of emotion and reason.

On the outside, there are the soldiers who were transferred at the beginning. As the future Huaxia's humerus combat power, they will naturally benefit a lot.

Beyond that, there is the entire Huaxia Continent.

Anyone within the scope of the Nine Palaces formation, be it human races, snakes, insects, rats or ants, all benefited from this sermon!
The consequences of Lu Qingyang acting against the sky and forcibly opening the barriers of the planes were also revealed.

How else to put it, Tiandao is a bullying thing!

If Lu Qingyang fails against the sky, he will naturally die with no bones left.

But he succeeded, this bullying Tiandao was hurt, so not only did Lu Qingyang gain a little life, but even the merits due to preaching increased by tens of thousands out of thin air!
When the sage preached, there was an auspicious image of golden lotuses gushing from the sky, but now he added three thick and incomparable heavenly virtues, which made it even more magnificent.

After 49 years, I don't know how many heroic men will emerge from this land of China, throwing their heads and blood, just for the prosperity of the human race!
This is the end of the second volume. As for what happened to Lu Qingyang, we will see tomorrow.

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