Houtu she didn't say a word of love.
But he expressed his fearful and uneasy feelings vividly.
When she misses him, she wants to go to him instead of waiting for him to come.
Or maybe he has met Yao Ji and Wu Meiniang, longing for their freedom and being able to go to him at any time.
Or perhaps, this time the 'banquet' was held in the Netherworld to accommodate Hou Tu's trouble of being unable to leave the Netherworld...
Hou Tugui is an authentic supreme being, but he is also afraid. He is afraid that after the two of them remember the ten thousand year agreement, he will leave the Netherworld and never come back again.
And she has already turned this habit into an expectation.
The amplified fear made her unable to control herself.
Shen Gongbao listened to her response and expressed his passionate emotions.
The eyes made an unprecedented promise, word for word, and the tone was extremely serious and serious: "The end is also the beginning."
"The previous deal is over."
"Big cause and effect, I've thought about it."
"I want you, Houtu, to be my Taoist companion."
"Set a deadline, +∞ era." (Positive infinity, no boundaries, endless.)
Their eyes met each other for a moment, their amber eyes reflecting each other's figures.
A path that abandons the seven emotions and six desires is really meaningless.
The scenery on the way to pursue the supreme road is colorful and worthy of stopping and cherishing.
Then join hands to pursue the supreme road.
The two sat facing each other.
Shen Gongbao stretched out his hand.
Hou Tu subconsciously stretched out his slender hand.
Big hands holding small hands.
Shen Gongbao was summing up when he was conferring the gods to measure the calamity.
My first impression was, "I thought she was a scheming girl, but I didn't know she was given to me for free... Then I was surprised to find that she was a business batch... I just wanted to be resurrected to signal the ancestral witch."
Now, it can be redefined as "love brain."
Shen Gongbao gently held her slender waist and kissed Jingying's slightly opened lips. He didn't know the time...
Taking advantage of his weak heart, tenderness, and responsiveness, Bao Bao accomplished a feat.
Lu Bu: "How can a real man live under others in a depressed state for a long time?"
Zhao Gao: "I want to slide to the highest step by step. I will never passively be bullied below. I want to stand at the highest. I want to be Zhao Gao!"
The famous general Zhang Yide commented: "Brother Zilong, you are too strong. Changbanpo made seven in and seven outs, and he cut a bloody path."
A few days later.
The ghost energy of the netherworld dissipated.
Baobao's arms were a little numb, his back was resting on the earth, and he was mumbling.
He gently caressed his smooth but not swollen belly, his eyes full of endearment.
If the previous Zheng'er was a transaction... then this child is the crystallization of love.
Brother Zheng cried and fainted: "SO? Parents' love will disappear, right?"
…
In the ancient world, wars between Tao and demons continue to rage.
It's just that the war in the realm of saints has not started yet.
Overall it was pretty peaceful.
Taiqing Laozi was sitting in the Bajing Palace on Shouyang Mountain.
Fu Jing Fubo's face was full of anxiety, "The twelfth level of the saint, this layer of shackles...can never be broken!"
Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.
The leader of the Tongtian religion preached, and the disciples of thousands of immortals listened to the sermon. Tens of thousands of immortals came to court.
"The twelfth level of the saint has already reached the limit of his path..."
"With the suppression of Heavenly Dao, this layer of shackles is difficult to break. Perhaps after the Dao Demon War, we can cut off the Saint Dao Fruit and convert to Hunyuan..."
Killing oneself as a saint is the result of the Tongtian Cult Master's careful consideration, but at this moment it is the battle between Dao Demons, and the Dao Sect needs the power of the Shangqing Saint.
…
Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun sits high in the heavens and celebrates the clouds.
Still with a gloomy face.
"That guy Luo Hu...you really deserve to die!"
The noble Yuqing Saint actually fell into the hands of the devil? What a shame! What a shame! What a shame!
Underneath, Master Yun Zhongzi and Master Yuding were very confused.
"Teacher...haven't you severed all ties with Superior Master Bourne? How could you still block the God-killing Spear for him?"
Sure enough, when the disciple asked the question, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't sit still.
"Hmph! I blocked the God-killing Spear for him? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
'Yun Zhongzi', Master Yuding: "? Are we discussing possibilities now? But it is a fact that has already happened!"
Yuanshi Tianzun denied it with nonsense, and said coldly: "This fellow Tongtian actually played a trick. If all the monks in the prehistoric era saw that Tongtian fell before the demon war, wouldn't it make him gain another wave of fame? "
"So, as a teacher, I have to die in front, and let me explain my teachings to a great level!"
"Best regards, teacher!"
Yun Zhongzi and Yuding resigned.
Yuanshi Tianzun is sitting high in the heavenly clouds, surrounded by pure jade and immortal energy.
The gloomy face softened a bit.
Yu Qing Yuanshi, what a arrogant person?
As the second brother, I must beat him in every aspect!
How could he be allowed to die first and then act like a righteous man?
"I can't stand it, I really can't stand it!"
"Oh, he is wrong, that's right. His disciples are in a mess!"
…
One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Buddha Country.
Jie Yin and Zhunti sat under a big tree that looked like an ancient Bodhi tree, looking up to the sky and crying, "The counterattack on Mount Sumeru has unfortunately failed. It's painful, it's really too painful."
"This... is even poorer than the West. It has no spiritual energy at all. I can't bear it."
"The demon clan has survived in this hundred thousand mountains for so long. How on earth did they survive?"
"Is there any way to attract spiritual energy?"
"Go to the demon tribe to learn from it."
Take Yin and Zhun to visit Dijun and Taiyi in advance.
In the Buddhist country, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas gathered together to keep warm.
Ran Deng sat on the lotus seat with deep regret in his heart, "If I had known that Buddhism was so miserable, how could I have come to seek refuge in Buddhism?"
"Male Leopard, Male Leopard, you have hurt me."
"This horn is so horny that it needs to constantly use mana to resist the poisonous mist, but the mana cannot be replenished."
"When will these miserable days end?"
"Landeng Ancient Buddha, long time no see." A joking voice suddenly sounded from the jungle behind him.
Ran Deng turned around in shock, "Jin Chanzi?"
"Why are you here?"
"Robbery!"
"Hand over the coffin lamp, coffin board, and relics, and I will spare your life today."
Master Jiang Liu and his disciples squatted in Shiwanda Mountain for a long time, and finally caught Yin and Zhunti when they were not in the Buddhist country.
Ran Deng has a relic on his body!
Ran Deng was furious, "The coffin lamp is the poor monk's accompanying spiritual treasure, and the coffin is the poor monk's Buddha body!"
"Cut the nonsense!"
"Disciples, take out the lamp!"
After a long time.
Ran Deng lost the coffin lamp and relics. Fortunately, the other party did not kill him and the coffin board was still there.
Ran Deng lay in ragged clothes in the poisonous gas, tears of regret streaming from the corners of his eyes, "Gong Bao, you really hurt me!"
…
Huaguoshan, Shuiliandong.
Sun Wukong found all sixteen relics.
"Master, where is the last relic?"
"In your heart." Baobao's spirit pointed at Sun Wukong.
Seventeen relics have been gathered, ready to expel the devil at any time.
"Wukong, how long will it take for you to reach the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal?"
Sun Wukong was stunned, "Expelling the devil, does it have anything to do with my cultivation?"
According to Baobao's expectation, if he is allowed to break and then stand up, his cultivation level must first reach the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, break away from the shackles, stand on the ground of death and then live again!
"At least ten thousand years."
"Okay, then ten thousand years, ten thousand years later we will suppress the devil."
