Honghuang: Rebirth of Yinglong

Don't say a word.

And he ran over.

Ying Long looked at Haotian Yaochi at this time.

The two boys had been staring at Ying Long since just now.

At this time, Ying Long's eyes turned around.

At that time, it was all trembling.

"What, what?".

Haotian said with a nervous face.

Ying Long's gaze swept over the futon and the surroundings.

"What does your eldest master say about this?"

Haotian stammered.

"No, I don't have any words. "

Absolutely can't tell you.

Otherwise, you'll mess around again.

How can I explain it to the eldest master?

Ying Long grinned.

"Changxi, come back. "

The breeze and bright moon on Changxi's bun emitted a glimmer of light.

Hear Ying Long's shout.

Immediately ran back.

"Master, I'm back. "

Ying Long looked at the girl with a smile.

"How do you feel?".

Chang Xi pouted.

"It's not interesting, it's far worse than what you engraved in Guanghan Palace. "

Ying Long pointed to Xi and his side.

"You go and sit with Xihe, it's going to start in a while. "

Chang Xi didn't think much about it.

With a grin, he walked up to Xihe and sat down coquettishly.

"Hee-hee, sister, let me sit down for a while. "

Xihe gently gave way to his sister.

I want to teach my reckless sister.

But as soon as he thought that this might be deliberately arranged by Ying Long, he could only gently stroke his sister's head.

Never mind.

The master has his own arrangements.

Ying Long looked at Haotian Yaochi and smiled even more playfully.

"Nothing to say?".

Haotian and Yaochi covered their mouths with their small hands at the same time and shook their heads vigorously.

Deep down, it's broken.

Why is that Changxi Daoyou back again?

The old man didn't mean that he just walked around and looked at those Dao magic powers.

Is it impossible to get out of it?

There are gains and losses on the path of seeking, and if you can't tell the difference, you will be lost halfway.

How is this different from what the old man said?

Come on, sir.

We.

We can't stand it.

Regardless of whether the top of Haotian Yao Pond can withstand it or not.

Hongjun will not appear in advance.

Saints.

What happened to the endpoint shelf?

Moreover, the monks of the Flood Wilderness who had come to listen to the sermon had not yet arrived.

How can a saint come out?

It's a pity that Hongjun can't sense Ying Long.

Otherwise, it would have come out early.

Haotian Yaochi didn't wait for Hongjun to come out in advance.

Instead, the follow-up monks were waited.

More than a thousand monks came one after another.

Without exception, they were attracted by the Dao magic powers around them.

Linger around.

They are about to forget that they have come to hear the sermon.

That's when it happened.

Two Taoists came together.

These two Taoists.

One is six feet tall, with a yellow complexion, a bright body, and a compassionate expression.

A slightly chubby figure, with a bun on his head, his face is as sallow as wood, and the aura of Gengjin is wrapped around his body, and his face is bitter.

These two Taoists entered the main hall.

I wasn't attracted by the surrounding Dao magic powers at all.

Instead, walk straight to the futon.

But by this time there was not a single futon left.

The Taoist with his hair tied in a bun screamed sadly.

"Senior brother, I want us to go from the West to the East with great difficulty. "

"He came from the east into this chaos, and almost died there. "

"Now that I haven't even had a seat in this Zixiao Palace, I might as well go back!".

After saying that, he started crying.

Tears come as they are spoken, wiping tears and weeping at the same time.

With an already messy hairstyle, a somewhat torn robe.

It's really miserable.

Go without saying.

These two are the two saints of the West.

Pick up the quasi-mention.

These two were born from the bright and pure land of the West.

Although the fate of the West was changed by Ying Long, it is no longer desolate and dilapidated.

But everything in the West is controlled by the Western god Sumeru.

Ying Long gave an order to Sumeru.

As long as it does not destroy the environment of the West.

It doesn't matter.

Sumeru strictly acts in accordance with the purpose of the Dragon Law.

The introduction of the quasi-mention was born in response to the great bright qi of the West and the incarnation of the Western Longitude Gengjin.

Born to be the master of the West.

As soon as they took shape, they consciously snatched control of the West.

This is for Sumeru.

It's not as simple as seizing power.

This is the purpose of destroying Ying Long.

This is absolutely unbearable in Sumeru.

If it weren't for the dragon's request, Sumeru would not take the initiative to attack any Western creatures.

Sumeru has already struck.

But although it can't deal with the introduction of Zhun Ti.

Sumeru also has a way.

He made the whole West aura, all things, all things.

None of them respond to the lead and the quasi-lift.

If it weren't for the fact that they really had the authority of the West, they would not be able to absorb the slightest aura in the West.

But they were born with that little authority.

It's no match for Sumeru.

Thereupon.

The Zhun Ti stunned is in the vibrant, thriving West.

Live as if you were in a desolate land.

Baby can't find a few.

Reiki doesn't absorb much.

All things in heaven and earth will respond to them, and there are pitiful few.

And often one of them responds to them, and within seven days they have to disappear.

No one dared to respond.

This kind of dying of thirst in the river and starvation in the grain will not be able to lift the lead.

So I came to Zixiao Palace.

Looking for an answer.

After all, he is a born master of the West.

As soon as Zhun Ti saw the futon, he knew that it had a great opportunity with him.

There is even a fear that if you don't get the futon, everything will be over.

So Zhun Ti performed hard.

Xi and Changxi sisters are kind-hearted, and they are not here to hear the sermon at all.

I don't care at all if I sit on the futon or not.

Chang Xi got up first and beckoned to the prospective Daoist.

"Don't cry, this position is given to you. "

Zhun Ti's eyes lit up.

But immediately continued to wipe away tears.

"Thank you Daoyou, but Senior Brother Poor Dao doesn't have a place yet. "

"As a junior disciple, how can the poor road sit?".

Hongyun is also a good old man.

Zhun Ti cried just now, and he couldn't help but be kind.

So he spoke.

"Don't be sad, fellow Daoists, let me give you the position of the poor Dao. "

But I've just finished speaking.

The quasi-mention has not yet had time to react.

Ying Long spoke.

Xi and Changxi sat down. "

"Red Cloud, you are not allowed to sit still. "

The master spoke.

Xi and Changxi didn't dare to disobey and sat down immediately.

Hongyun was shocked by the majesty of Ying Long's words.

Subconsciously sat down.

Zhun Ti watched as his place was gone.

Suddenly looked at Ying Long with unkind eyes.

"These three Taoist friends are very kind, what does this have to do with you?"

Ying Long smiled indifferently.

"Xi and Changxi are my disciples. "

Zhun Ti twitched the corner of his mouth.

"So, what about that fellow Daoist?"

Naturally, he was referring to red clouds.

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"Thank you, readers of the strongest in the universe."