Although Lin Xuan is not very talented, he is still someone else's uncle.
He is superior to others in terms of seniority. As a master uncle, if he is too humble and makes people laugh, how can he still survive as a time traveler?
At the moment, it is a great pleasure to chop firewood and start a stove in the Meishan courtyard.
These days, Zulong is in the Meishan courtyard, although this place is extraordinary.
However, Zulong discovered a problem - Lin Xuan is a foodie.
Lin Xuan was worried that Zulong would escape, so he dug a small pond in the Meishan courtyard.
Throw the ancestral dragon into it.
At first, Zulong refused.
Please, I am Zulong after all! That is an existence that suppresses the world. You are looking down on me too much by imprisoning me in a small pond!
"I, old dragon, absolutely do not want to be trapped in this pond!"
However, the moment Zulong was thrown into the pond by Lin Xuan.
Zulong was shocked!
The water in that pond contains abundant spiritual power, which is more terrifying than any prehistoric spiritual water.
What eight merit water, what Rengui water, what three thousand weak water...
They all paled in front of the spiritual water poured in by Lin Xuan.
"This place is great! I understand, it turns out that Senior Lin Xuan wants to give me a paradise in the cave. This kind of water of creation can only be formed when the chaos is first opened, and the chaotic spiritual energy is so rich that it condenses to the extreme!"
"Senior Lin Xuan saw that my cultivation had reached the level of Three Corpses Quasi-Saint, and I was only one step away from being a saint. But when Hongjun preached and set up a futon, it contained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which is how the Heavenly Saint became a saint. Opportunity. But at that time, I had been sealed in the Eye of the East China Sea, so I lost the opportunity to become a saint."
"Today, if you want to become a saint, you can only follow the way of the Hunyuan Saint. And this water of creation is my way!"
The Dragon Clan suppresses the sea area and is born to be the divine beast of water.
The Ancestral Dragon is the ancestor of all dragons, and can be said to be a creature of water.
Nowadays, if you want to reach a higher realm, don't you have to find your own way?
What is this way if it is not the way of water?
Senior Lin Xuan is not trying to keep me captive, he is trying to give me a life.
"Well, this place is really nice, hehehe, it smells so good! If I, Old Long, stay here for ten or eight years, I'm afraid the path to Hunyuan will be promising."
Zu Long was extremely happy and no longer had any pride at all.
The ambition that I had just vowed to not want to be trapped in a pond was gone.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the Chaimen door of Meishan courtyard.
Queen Mother Xi opened the door.
The people who came were none other than the immortals in Jiejiao.
"Are all my fellow disciples here? Uncle Master has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Queen Mother Xi smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.
"Nao na na na! What are you doing, brother Lin Xuan?"
Leader Tongtian led everyone into the Meishan courtyard and asked with a smile.
"Uncle Lin Xuan is planning to cook some good dishes. All of you have come from afar. How can we make them if we don't have good wine and good food? Uncle Lin is very angry and plans to entertain you all!"
Queen Mother Xi said with a smile.
A good treat? Good food and wine?
As soon as these words came out, Tongtian and other people who had been to Meishan Courtyard couldn't help but look stunned, with ecstatic expressions on their faces.
Thinking of the food we ate and the wine we drank in the past?
Is that a treat?
That is good fortune!
Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming and others couldn't help but inhale.
Meishan Small Courtyard is a place where the chaotic spiritual energy is everywhere. One more breath is enough.
The other immortals who taught Jie couldn't help but feel puzzled when they saw the actions of Zhao Gongming, Duobao, Sanxiao and others.
What's wrong with these people? Why are they breathing so quickly?
Have you been possessed?
Na Wudang Holy Mother and others took a breath!
boom!
All the immortals in Jiejiao were stunned!
Damn it!
This is spiritual energy, several times better than the Jin'ao Island of Tongtian Saint!
This is the aura of chaos! The aura that only existed when Pangu opened the sky!
At that moment, they understood why Zhao Gongming and others took a big breath like ordinary people exercising vigorously!
Especially the long-eared Dingguang Immortal, who felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
This kind of blessed land is far beyond the blessed land of saints. What kind of existence is this so-called uncle Jie?
"Hoo ho ho!"
"Suck, suck, suck!"
The sound of breathing one after another continued to come from the mouths and noses of the Jiejiao people.
The whole scene was hilarious.
Amidst the sound of breathing, the Meishan immortals walked into the Meishan courtyard.
As soon as they entered the Meishan courtyard, all the immortals of Jiejiao were dumbfounded and turned to stone again.
There is a little monkey in the distance chopping firewood, but not with an axe.
Instead, he used a sword—that was the Qingping Sword!
Although the little monkey had no swordsmanship, the way he swung the sword down was extraordinary, and it actually contained the charm of the avenue of power.
A mere monkey, who has just reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, has actually begun to understand the supreme avenue of power among the three thousand avenues? !
The immortals of Jiejiao felt a burst of jealousy in their hearts.
Huh?
Why does the golden rooster standing on the wooden pile and crowing look so familiar?
This is the three-legged Golden Crow!
The ancient demon court has declined, and nine of the ten golden crows have died.
So who is left?
Isn't it the tenth son of the former Demon Emperor - Taoist Lu Ya?
"Lu Ya has met Master Tongtian, Senior Zhen Yuanzi!"
Lu Ya's spiritual thoughts transmitted the message.
"Well, Lu Ya, your cultivation has been extraordinary. Now, you have reached the middle stage of the Three Corpses Quasi-Saints. I'm afraid you will be able to realize the Hunyuan Dao soon!"
Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Lu Ya, smiled slightly, and said.
When Zhen Yuanzi saw Lu Ya that day, although he had entered the realm of the Three Corpses Quasi-Sage, it was just his first entry.
As a Quasi-Saint of Three Corpses, Zhen Yuanzi's strength is still far stronger than Lu Ya's.
Now, only a few months have passed, and Lu Ya's strength has reached a higher level.
"It's also thanks to Senior Lin Xuan!"
Lu Ya said modestly.
The immortals of Jiejiao are in chaos!
Three corpses of quasi-sages, crowing here?
Oh my God! This is crazy!
"No, the one swimming in the pond is... the ancestral dragon, right?!"
Taoist Duobao casually scanned the Meishan courtyard a few times and suddenly exclaimed.
Zulong? !
The great catastrophe of Longhan, the ancestor of the dragon clan?
"Are you Zulong?"
The leader of Tongtian Cult was also shocked. He walked to the pond and spoke with his spiritual thoughts.
"Hmph! Tongtian, you and Yuanshi suppressed my old dragon in the East China Sea Longyan in the past. It seems that I haven't forgotten my old dragon yet!"
Zulong swam leisurely in the pond, sometimes breaststroke, sometimes butterfly stroke, and even backstroke, revealing his somewhat bloated belly.
The expression on his face was one of great enjoyment, which made all the immortals of Jiejiao feel confused. Is this still the ancestral dragon that was so powerful in the three realms in the past?
This looks like a water snake taking a swimming vacation!
"Zu Long, I was also ordered by Dao Ancestor for what happened back then, and I really can't help it. However, if you don't accept it, feel free to seek revenge from me!"
The leader of Tongtian Cult snorted coldly and shouted, his voice was not good.
If Zu Long wanted to cause trouble for him, he wouldn't mind letting Zu Long know what the power of a saint is!
