The so-called creation of heaven and earth, Yuxiu Zhongling.
Canglang is a world of its own under the water, with overgrown aquatic plants and huge algae forming an underwater jungle, with all kinds of fish, shrimp and aquatic animals walking through it.
Many aquatic people have their own radiance in their eyes, and some have different colors between their scales. It is obvious that they have absorbed the aura of water veins under the water, and absorbed the essence of the sun and moon on weekdays, gradually becoming a climate.
Given time, there may be a time when they become great demons and dominate the world.
But now that the old turtle was walking through the water, they were still shaking their heads in fear, trying to avoid the evil aura of this old monster.
There were a few wise and intelligent people standing far away outside, shaking their heads to the underwater overlord, as if saluting.
The old turtle ignored these eager little demons and concentrated on draining water. However, after a while, he saw a water palace in front of him emitting a faint treasure light, covering a piece of water.
The palaces, pavilions, carved railings and painted buildings are no different from those of wealthy people in the world.
Su Che could tell at a glance that this place was not transformed by magic, but that a few monsters had spent their time and effort to repair it brick by brick.
There is a mutton-fat jade stone tablet standing directly outside, with the four seal characters "Bibo Villa" written on it.
Outside the layers of brilliance, there were a few barely transformed shrimp soldiers and crab generals, holding various weapons in their hands.
Three powerful demonic energies passed along the water veins.
Needless to say, this is Lao Yu's biggest reliance now.
"Good general, Mr. Hengfu, Mr. Gong, now that a distinguished guest has arrived, you haven't come to say hello."
The old turtle roared, and the masters of the three auras immediately appeared on the water mansion.
The first demon was wearing a brass armor, a heavy helmet on his head, a lion belt wrapped around his waist, and holding a pine pattern Kunwu sword in his hand. He was the good general.
One demon has a fleshy face, his left and right eyes are looking at one side, and his whole body is gnarled with muscles, but he is wearing a white gown. There is another demon with narrow facial features, a slender figure, a pair of narrow eyes as cold as ice, and he is wearing a yellow robe.
The auras of the three demons were linked together, as if they were solid, and they rushed forward, causing all the water tribesmen to sway left and right. They were clearly three old demons who had reached the sixth level.
Although these four water monsters have not been able to master the Returning Pill and have achieved the fifth level of cultivation, they are still powerful and are only one step away from condensing the Returning Pill.
The lifespan of the demon race is longer than that of humans. It is unknown how many years they have lived under the Canglang Water, and how many ups and downs they have seen in the human world.
"I don't know who this fellow Taoist is, who actually made you willing to serve as a mount."
Mr. Gong was the first to speak. He didn’t know what it was that made him become a spirit. His words came from a place with a chill and coldness that penetrated his bones.
"Old Gong, please forgive me for being rude. I bumped into this young master on the river. The so-called meeting was a fate, so I invited him to come and sit with me."
Mr. Gong's surname is quite advantageous.
Su Che looked at the cold-faced monster and realized that Mr. Gong's surname was taking advantage of others. Anyone who saw him would call him "husband".
But it’s okay if the cute little lady screams.
If this old turtle calls me "husband", I'm afraid I'll end up at my grandma's house.
Su Che slowly stroked the owl kiss ring in his hand, letting out a trace of the undersea dragon's breath from the package of Yinquan Jiuqu.
The color of Mr. Gong's face immediately changed, his narrow eyes were fixed on Su Che's face, but his words were much more respectful.
"May I ask how you call the young master? Where is the fairyland?"
Su Che pretended not to hear, and just sat firmly on the head of the scoundrel, gently patting its head with the palm of his hand.
"Hey, Lao Gong, why are you in a hurry? I met this young master on the river before and said that he had good wine in his house, so I invited him down. Now I haven't even seen him, so I'm asking him this and that, who are you and me? Those fools in the world?"
"That makes sense."
The master shook his head.
These two big monsters have been hanging around under the Canglang Water for many years, and they are already familiar with each other. If you raise your butt, I will know what kind of evil you are holding back.
Several old demons naturally saw that this old turtle had obviously suffered a loss, so they invited this man down from the river.
This old turtle's idea is just to use everyone's combined efforts to deal with this person.
If the old turtle is showing off his words here, they will naturally pretend to be deaf and dumb there.
They are all old neighbors for thousands of years, who still doesn’t know who’s character? If you encounter a difficult enemy, you can't let your brothers work for you in vain.
"Come on, come on, let me have a glass of wine, and I hope you will accept it."
Mr. Gong took a jade wine cup from the air, slowly poured the thick wine slurry into it, and used his magic power to lift the wine cup into the air. Condensed like a lotus.
Mr. Gong's magic power is extremely cold, and his methods are also very sophisticated.
You must know that this wine glass is not a legal weapon, it is just an ordinary human object. However, under his urging, he skillfully used the cold magic power of his hard training to transform the water into shape.
Although this move cannot be called a skill, it can be seen that this old demon's magic power has been refined and refined, and he can send and receive it freely.
Su Che ignored him, secretly opened the Qingdi Baoyuan, and directly collected the wine glass in the air.
"If it's turbid wine, it's okay not to eat this glass."
The wine glass disappeared in the air, and the old demons were all surprised.
Mr. Gong was even more regretful. This move was originally his most proud method, but now it was broken by someone with every move. He didn't even know how to break it.
He originally wanted to test it out, but he didn't expect to even see how they used it.
Alas, as the Taoist scriptures say, fullness will lead to losses, but modesty will benefit.
If I had known better, I wouldn't have acted like this, and I would have provoked a powerful enemy for nothing.
The four old monsters looked at each other in confusion, and finally it was the old turtle who broke the awkward situation.
"Alas, don't show off your worthless things. Why don't you please take a seat, sir?"
As he spoke, Lao Yuan apologized to Suche, rolled around in the water and transformed into a round human form.
But he was a rough-faced old man, with bulging eyes, bulging cheekbones, and a ferocious appearance.
The two demons, General Shan and Master Heng, immediately followed the call and said that they would invite Su Che into the water mansion.
It's just that Mr. Nagong looked like he was in love, but he didn't know what he had in mind.
Suche was not polite to them and followed the four old monsters into the Bibo Villa.
The carved beams and painted buildings in this water palace can be vaguely seen as the style of the previous dynasty. It's just a quick glance, but if you look carefully, you can see that many places have decayed and no longer look like the past.
The old turtle who wanted to occupy this place didn't have the energy to clean up this place.
"Young master, please forgive me, this was all repaired by the craftsmen from the human world captured by the previous master. I have a lazy temperament, and it was a bit neglected when it was handed down to me."
Suche glanced at the old turtle leading the way.
The spirits in Canglang Water seem to interact with people all the time, and they don't seem to be as natural as the monsters in the hinterland of Xuan Mountain.
Any words passed down from previous masters are nothing more than plunder.
It can't just be that some bastard father worked hard to pass it on to his bastard son.
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