Honghuang: I have been living in poverty for countless years, but I was exposed by my apprentice!

Pangu Hall above Xiqi

The three generations of disciples of Qingyang Mountain gathered together for the first time, together with the twelve ancestral shamans and a group of descendants, and the joyful atmosphere filled Pangu Hall.

It feels completely different from the feeling of being forcibly tied together by the Six Saints for profit.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Lingqian, you said it would take eight of you brothers ten thousand years to bear about two hundred fruits. With so many fellow disciples, who can eat enough?"The golden-winged roc held an unknown spiritual fruit in its beak and murmured to Linggan and others:"Don't you think about finding a Taoist companion to open branches and leaves for Master Zhen Yuanzi?"

"Uncle Zhen Yuanzi has spent so much energy training you, but you actually haven't let him have a grandson for so long!"

"Okay, you little bird, if you want to eat ginseng fruit, just say so instead of beating around the bush!"Linggan glanced at the golden-winged roc, waved his hand helplessly, and three ginseng fruits appeared in front of everyone present.

"There are no specialties in Wuzhuangguan, but the ginseng fruit is relatively famous. Although the fruit of my eight brothers is not as good as my father’s, the taste is the same.I also invite all of you colleagues to taste it."Linggan said.

"Thank you, brother!"

"Thank you, junior brother!"

"Hehe, I have wanted to try this ginseng fruit for a long time!"

"It’s really extraordinary!"

Everyone made a noise and began to taste the spiritual fruit.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle ate the ginseng fruit in two mouthfuls, and then rolled his eyes:"Ahem, what are you talking about? Do you think I am a foodie like Master Kunpeng? Nature?"

"this is not……"

Before the golden-winged Dapeng Diao finished speaking, a space vortex suddenly appeared behind him.

A big foot stretched out from inside and kicked the golden-winged roc directly.

"snort!"Kunpeng's dissatisfied voice came from the space vortex.……

"Ah, no, Master, I mean……"

"Master is not a foodie. Master behaves like a foodie just to give food to his disciples.……"The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle quickly changed his mind

"laugh!"

It's okay if I don't describe it. Once I describe it, Kunpeng's foodie image suddenly becomes fuller."……

"Kunpeng, I can’t have this apprentice anymore, hahahaha!"Hongyun's tired voice came out from the vortex of space.

"boom!"Another muffled sound came, and a red figure flew out of the space vortex, and then the space vortex slowly disappeared.

Hongyun landed and straightened his robes indifferently.

"Really, just kidding, I would kick people at every turn, if I didn’t understand the laws of space……"Hongyun complained softly.

Then he turned around and looked at the room full of juniors

"Those few saplings, do they still have any fruit? Give me some more for my uncle!"Hong Yun looked for an empty desk and sat down, then said to the eight people in Linggan.

"Yes, uncle!"

Everyone had known for a long time that many of the Qingyang Mountain sects were brothers and sisters, so when they saw this scene, they didn't think it was a big deal. Linggan took out ten more ginseng fruits and offered them to them.

"What kind of uncle, call him uncle!"

"When we were discussing martial arts in Qingyang Mountain, I tortured your father so much that he couldn't find his way! Hongyun retorted unhappily while chewing the fruit.

"Uncle Hongyun, my father specially emphasized that he is better than you now!"

"Uncle, uncle! That’s also the uncle!"

"snort! Zhen Yuanzi wants to be my senior brother, unless he waits until the next time Qingyang Mountain opens to discuss martial arts again! Hongyun said angrily.

"Uncle Hongyun, will the master appear this time?"Our Lady of Wudang asked expectantly.

"Master?"

When mentioning Henry Chu, Hongyun also put down the fruit in her hand, her face full of nostalgia.……

"Probably so……"

"The day we meet is not far away!"

At this moment, Hongyun's cultivation has already reached the ninth level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and has entered the late stage of Hunyuan! Naturally, he has some vague premonitions about his own destiny. The day when Qingyang Mountain will reopen is not far away...

The figure that has been searched for countless years is finally appearing!

Really?

The master is about to appear?

Many female disciples present looked at each other in surprise, and they all saw the anticipation in each other's eyes, and... heavy flames!

"No wonder, Master has been in seclusion for countless years, and he also came out of seclusion a few days ago! Duobao said thoughtfully from the side.

"What? Senior Sister is out of seclusion?"When he heard this, Hongyun, who was eating ginseng fruit happily, was stunned.

The ginseng fruit in his hand suddenly didn't smell good. He subconsciously touched his thigh...

Hiss!

The situation is not good!

Hongyun has a jumpy personality. Take off and be eclectic, even if you are with a group of juniors, you can get along well.

With Hongyun, everyone is not restrained and chatting happily.

Golden-winged Dapeng and Kong Xuan are discussing opening branches with Lingqian and others As for the loose leaves, after all, whether it is Phoenix blood or ginseng fruit, they are extremely rare in the ancient world.

A group of female disciples gathered together to discuss what kind of person the master was.

Three bellicose males King Asura, Yu Ding and others gathered together to discuss the method of killing.

They were so excited that it was impossible to tell that there would be a big battle tomorrow.

On the other side, the Six Saints were meditating with their eyes closed, adjusting their state.

The three religions The disciples were serving on the side, and the rules were strict, and they did not dare to be arrogant. They could only communicate with each other occasionally with their eyes.

Taoist Ran Deng would have a bitter look on his face now. In the past, he felt that his quasi-sage cultivation could be regarded as a celebrity in the ancient world..

Now I look at it... this is a personal name!

In the battle tomorrow, I will start in the realm of a saint. At best, I, a quasi-sage, will be just a bigger cannon fodder.

If I don't become a saint, I will end up as an ant!

Ran Deng. For the first time, I have a deep understanding of this sentence spread in the ancient times.

But... so what if I become a saint?

I carefully glanced at the six saints who were practicing with their eyes closed, and then thought about the thirty-odd people opposite. Zun Saint... he is only his second-generation disciple.

Moreover, the one from the ancestral land of the human race has not come out yet.

No...

I should have made plans early!

Taoist Ran Deng's eyes flashed.

Honghuang can't wait. Go down. Once the war starts tomorrow, when no one is paying attention to you like Chen, you should escape from chaos.

Find a small world in chaos and respect yourself as your ancestor. Although it is difficult to break through in terms of strength, it is better than living and dying in the prehistoric world. Strong, right?

One night passed so quietly!

PS: Fengshen is almost over, and the protagonist is about to appear.

I will also write the next Journey to the West myself, don't worry, everyone!

Although the update will be very slow, it really needs to be different Yes, I will give you a hint!