The Taihu God has a white face and no beard. He is wearing a scarlet robe and a scarlet hat. He looks like a middle-aged man with a somewhat scholarly temperament.
The old turtle knelt in front of the temple. The Taihu God looked at his miserable state and asked, "What treasure did you lose?"
The old turtle cried and said: "It is the red clam pearl that the Lord ordered me to guard. I don't dare to relax even if I attend King Shicheng's birthday. I always carry it with me and don't dare to make any mistakes."
"Unexpectedly, the evil dragon attacked secretly, wounded the old minister, and took away the treasure by force."
Taihu God suddenly stood up from his throne, took two steps and said: "Ridiculous! Old Turtle, Old Turtle, you are also an old minister. You have lived for so many years in vain. Don't you still understand the principle of not revealing your wealth?" ?」
"I ordered you to take care of the Red Clam Pearl. If you don't reveal the treasure to others, how will you be remembered!"
The three thousand years old man looked ashamed and said: "I hope the Lord will punish me for my fault. But the most urgent thing is to take back the Red Clam Pearl."
The Taihu God sighed and said: "The red clam pearl is a trivial matter. Originally, Heng'er lost his spirit by playing with it, so I asked you to keep it for you. Now that the treasure is lost, if he finds out, there will be trouble."
Taihu God squeezed the jade in his hand and said: "The Great Immortal Jinting settled in the West Dongting Mountain. He is also capable, but he should not provoke Shuifu and seize my Shuifu treasures."
Taihu God groaned and said, "Go and give me the next invitation, asking him to come to Shuifu for a while."
The old turtle's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of the black dragon's ferocious appearance, he suddenly started to murmur in his heart.
Why didn't Taihu God know what he was thinking, so he immediately shouted to the outside of the temple: "Chen'er."
A young general with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes walked in from outside the hall. He was wearing a suit of silver armor and carrying a sword. He had a heroic appearance and saluted the Taihu God: "Father, my son is here."
Taihu Shen said: "You take two hundred cavalry to go with him. Don't let others look down upon you."
The young general lowered his head and said, "My son, I accept your order."
Three Thousand Years Old took one look at the young general, forced a smile, and said, "Old minister, I accept your order."
Taihu God wrote the invitation and handed it to Sanqian Sui, and said, "Go."
Sanqiansui took the invitation and exited the hall, then met the young general in front of the hall, and the two of them walked away together.
He was so far away that Taihu God couldn't sense him. Three Thousand Years Old sighed and said, "Young Master Chen, you must be careful. The Jinting Immortal is by no means an ordinary person. You must not act rashly during this trip."
Young Master Chen gave a wry smile and said, "If it wasn't a difficult matter, why would he leave it to me?"
San Qian Sui said: "All good things come hard. Young Master Chen has gone through many hardships, but one day he will see the light again."
Young Master Chen looked back at the shrine of the Water Mansion, with unconcealable hatred in his eyes, and said, "I don't know if I can wait until this day when I see the light again."
The three-thousand-year-old coughed lightly and said, "Young Master."
Young Master Chen looked away, covering up the hatred in his heart, and said, "I lost my composure."
San Qian Sui glanced around and saw no outsiders, so he secretly stuffed a tips bag into Young Master Chen's hands.
Then he quickly took a few steps forward and said loudly, "You have to rely on Young Master Chen more for this trip. Please allow me to go back and take the medicine for my wounds, and then meet with Young Master."
Young Master Chen held the brochure in his hand and returned to his business-like attitude, "Then I will order all the troops and wait for the old prime minister to come over."
Three Thousand Years Old just nodded and disappeared into the corner of the Water Mansion.
The sky will be dark.
The thunder collector finally managed to land in front of the Golden Palace, using the power of the sky thunder to his fullest.
The moonlight has faded, and Jinting Immortal's elixir energy has also been withdrawn, and he seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.
The thunder collector walked around the doorpost, and in an instant he calmed down his breathing, inhaling the brilliant light of the dragon beads, as if he was sleeping but not asleep, and seemed to be awake but not awake.
The Taoist priests who got up early to do morning lessons were already used to it. Only the Chongjing Taoist boy who came to deliver dew and medicinal bait to Jinting Immortal waved his fist at the black dragon with dark eyes.
The weather is not very good today.
It was still a bit clear when I woke up early, but soon clouds blocked the sunlight.
It looked vaguely like it was going to rain.
By Chen time, the sky had changed drastically, with strong winds and dark clouds. It was impossible to see clearly the scene of Taihu Lake in the distance.
The little Taoist boy from Chongjing stood guard outside the Golden Palace with his sleepy head, ready to listen to the instructions of the Immortal Jinting at any time.
There was only a creaking sound, and the door of the Golden Palace was opened. The Great Immortal Jinting walked into the courtyard and looked up at the rolling clouds in the sky.
There was a sound of wind.
Chong Jing went to hear the news and saw that the thunder collector on the doorpost of the Golden Palace had changed back to his human form, looking at the sky with an evil look on his face and said: "It's such a fishy smell, how dare you make trouble in front of me?"
Immortal Jinting turned his head to look at the thunder collector and asked, "I asked you to hide your appearance and hit people. Have you been recognized?"
The thunder collector shook his head and said: "Impossible, I knocked that old turtle unconscious with one palm. If he recognized it, how could he not say anything when I took his things?"
The little Taoist boy from Chongjing didn't know what they were talking about. He only heard the Jinting Grand Immortal say: "All the suffering masters are here, can they still be recognized?"
Before Jinting Immortal finished speaking, he saw strong winds and waves. The water on Taihu Lake surged up, rolling up huge waves and heading straight to the West Dongting Mountain.
The waves rose higher and higher, almost swallowing up the entire West Dongting Mountain into the water.
Above the wave, two hundred knights wearing armor, holding weapons, and riding big fish loomed. At the head stood a young general in bright silver armor and an old man.
The wave stopped in front of the West Dongting Mountain and did not fall for a long time. The old man could only hear the old man saying: "Is the Jinting Immortal here?"
The sound was like a torrential wave, and the Taoist priests in the mountains rushed to the golden temple one by one to inquire.
Taoist Xiao looked at the Great Immortal Jinting and said, "Great Immortal, who are these sailors?"
Jinting Daxian said: "No problem, come to me."
The Great Immortal of Jinting looked at the thunder collector and said, "Dispel the storm."
The thunder collector's eyes flashed red, showing a ferocious look, and said: "Look at me."
The black dragon let out a long roar and shot straight into the sky like a bolt of lightning, knocking a hole out of the clouds in just an instant.
The dragon roared together, causing the big fish in the waves to commotion.
The knights riding the big fish tightened the reins woven with water plants and comforted their mounts.
Young Master Chen looked up at the black dragon hovering in the sky, with a solemn look on his face.
The thunder collector had just rushed to the sky, and the billowing clouds had already begun to spread in all directions.
The water vapor that Young Master Chen brought here with the water tribe is being taken away bit by bit by the black dragon, turning it into his home field.
Young Master Chen wanted to fight, but San Qian Sui stopped him with his gaze.
Immortal Jinting didn't wait for the black dragon to do anything. Clouds and smoke rose under his feet, and he walked step by step to the towering waves in Taihu Lake. He came riding on the clouds, quite condescendingly, and said with his hands behind his hands: "It turns out it's the old prime minister. , we only parted yesterday, I don’t know why the old prime minister came today.”
