Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 114 Blackmail, get the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit!

In the Turtle Immortal Palace.

Ran Deng and Prime Minister Gui sat opposite each other.

"Fellow Taoist, this tortoise shell is getting more and more unique."

Ran Deng's smile was very subtle. He looked into the turtle shell with his spiritual consciousness, and felt that there was something terrible hidden in it. Even if he looked at it for a long time, something ominous might happen.

He quickly withdrew his consciousness and sighed:
"This deep green color is getting more and more unique. Fellow Taoist, it's such a good style."

"After hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, Lao Gui, my Taoism has not improved, and other places will naturally add some mysteries."

Prime Minister Turtle looked at ease and ignored the naked malice in Ran Deng's words.

Didn't he just recognize himself? Since he didn't reveal it to his face, it means there is room for negotiation.

The next thing to do is to negotiate with each other and determine their respective bottom lines.

But before that, he still had a question:
"I wonder which side Taoist friend Ran Deng belongs to? I'm sure I've never seen you."

"I naturally belong to Penglai Immortal Island, under the command of the Eastern Prince."

Ran Deng smiled brightly, leaving no clue to Prime Minister Gui.

He glanced at the tortoise shell again and asked: "Fellow Taoist, you have not yet attained Daluo? Is it not related to the many "mysteries" you have added?"

The moment he saw Ancestor Gui again, his great path was touched. From the green fur shell of Ancestor Gui, he could vaguely hear the innate divine roar and wail!
When he thought about it again, all the innate holiness of the past alliance with Zulong had disappeared, Ran Deng was sure that something must have happened!

And the Turtle Ancestor in front of him is one of the parties involved.

What's more, he is afraid that he is one of the only two parties left.

The other one is naturally Zulong!
"Do you really like my shell this much, fellow Taoist?"

Prime Minister Turtle looked at the burning lamp with a smile and asked instead:
"If fellow Taoist really likes it, how about I give this shell to fellow Taoist?"

"Forget it, no reward for no merit. Besides..."

There is something in Ran Deng's words: "Fellow Taoist, this tortoise shell is too heavy, I can't carry it."

Hearing this, Prime Minister Gui frowned: "What do you want, fellow Taoist?"

Ran Deng holds the handle in his hand, and he is naturally weak in speaking and speaking. It is better to save some time and speak frankly.

"What do fellow Taoists think the future will be like for the three ancestors of Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin King?"

Ran Deng asked back.

"Nature is to unify the ancient world, divide the world into three parts, overpower the three thousand innate gods, and become an unparalleled overlord!"

Prime Minister Turtle said without thinking.

"Ha ha!"

Ran Deng heard the words and sneered again and again: "Let's not talk about whether they can succeed or not, let's just ask the simplest question: What can fellow Taoists get from it?"

"..."

Prime Minister Turtle was silent.

My family knows my own affairs. After hundreds of thousands of years of brewing, the curse has been blended with His true spirit and Dao. It will never be able to get rid of it forever, and it has completely cut off His hope of achieving Daluo!
What can I get?
If the road is cut off, what's the point of gaining access to the prehistoric world?

Furthermore, He would not be able to obtain this prehistoric state...

"Ah~"

Seeing this, Ran Deng shook his head and stepped forward, patted Gu Zu on the shoulder, missed him and left:
"Fellow Taoist, you should think about it yourself before talking about other things."

Prime Minister Turtle stood on the spot like a sculpture, motionless.

When Ran Deng walked out of the hall, he seemed to wake up leisurely:
"It turns out...fellow Taoist wants "me"."

As he said that, Prime Minister Turtle laughed at himself: "That's right. With my road cut off, I can only have some value as an undercover agent."

"But if even Zulong can't give me anything, what can fellow Taoists give me?"

……

On the other side, Ran Deng did not return to his fairy palace, but turned around and prepared to meet another old friend for a while.

Thor!

There was one thing that He couldn't figure out: "How did He wake up and attain Daluo when such a heavy evil was done?"

Now, it's time to unravel the mystery.

On a sacred mountain where thunder lingers all year round, burning lanterns knock on the door of the fairy palace.

"Squeak~"

There was a heavy sound of opening the door, and the violent thunder suddenly fell silent.

Ran Deng raised his head and looked at the Thunder God standing on the jade steps. "Hey~ This golden lotus looks so familiar."

There was only a moment's pause before He turned around and left: "Sorry to bother you."

After saying that, He thoughtfully closed the temple door.

Unfortunately, it didn't turn off.

"Since my little friend came to see me, why did you turn around and leave?"

An old voice came from the mouth of the God of Thunder.

The next moment, overwhelming golden light surged in, instantly drowning the burning lamp.

"boom!"

The palace door suddenly closed, and everything in the Immortal Palace was silent, falling into a strange silence.

Ran Deng looked at the changed "Thunder God" in front of him and felt like crying without tears:

"I'm so stupid, really!"

"My little friend is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart."

Hongjun was dressed in a purple robe, with a twelve-grade golden lotus on his head. He had an amiable smile and looked at the lanterns kindly, as if an elder was caring for the younger generation.

"This should be considered our first official meeting?"

"Formal? That's not formal... Bah! Then there are a lot of informal meetings?"

Ran Deng suddenly raised his brows when he heard this, but quickly calmed down:

"When was that meeting?"

"It's the first time. It seems to have been quite a while."

Hongjun pretended to recall it, and then pretended to remember:
"By the way, my little friend fell into the trap of Luo Hu's guy. He told a lot of "nonsense" and was then taken away to mine..."

"..."

Ran Deng's face turned dark instantly.

Hongjun, you old man, you deliberately exposed my shortcomings in front of me and said I have a dark history, right?
it is good!it is good!it is good!
After a few yuan gatherings, you will definitely be a part of the disco dance on the grave!
"Lingjue told me that my little friend is thinking about some very bad things."

Hongjun suddenly came to Ran Deng and said with a smile:

"Have you not had enough of Luo Hu's fault, little friend?"

"Ha! Luo Hu didn't use this bluffing trick 10 years ago."

Ran Deng grinned: "Senior, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. If you beat around the bush, why can't you be as transparent as an old turtle?"

"What a sharp-tongued Taoist monk."

Hongjun suddenly distanced himself again and looked down at Ran Deng:

"My little friend is destined to be with me, Hongjun."

"..."

The corner of Ran Deng's mouth twitched slightly. This old man Hongjun was so shameless that he even stole his lines.

Moreover, he seemed to understand what Hongjun wanted to do.

So, Ran Deng raised his head, moved his eyes upward, landed on Hongjun's head, and blurted out:

"This treasure is destined for the West!"

Hongjun was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ran Deng, and Ran Deng also looked at him.

Their eyes met and they looked at each other, feeling indescribably awkward.

After a long time, Hongjun said quietly: "You have a good eye. If you want it? I will give it to you as a disciple."

"Give it to me and I'll become your disciple!"

"This twelve-grade golden lotus with merit is heavier than that turtle shell. Are you sure you can bear it?"

"Well, you old pervert, you are indeed peeping again!"

Ran Deng pointed at Hongjun's nose and said, "Luo Hu has to bring a top-quality innate spiritual treasure to me to do anything!

Do you want to be a white wolf with nothing?Are you having sex for nothing? "

"Don't even think about it!"

"It's better to die than to be prostituted for nothing!"

(End of this chapter)