Wet viviparity

Chapter 415: Tricks, before Longzang
A cunning look flashed across Qianshou'er's eyes, but soon his expression became dull again.

"I heard from my grandfather that you are the reincarnation of the Winged Fire Snake. Logically, even if you don't have the Dao Fruit cultivation of the Winged Fire Snake, you should be able to run rampant in the world with just a little wisdom. Why did you end up in such a situation?"

"good question."

Inside the red bead under the dragon's head's chin, the soul of the loyal young man actually began to reflect on himself.

“Fish ride on water, birds ride on wind, and plants ride on seasons.

Under the rule of heaven today, the Tao of Huang Tian Lao Su in the past also needs to adapt to the present and find suitable soil before it can truly become my nourishment.

It's just that this kind of adaptation is far more difficult than I imagined. After all, I am not the Winged Fire Snake. I just inherited some of its legacy. "

"What about Zhang Xiaoyuan?"

Qianshouer asked curiously, "There are some rumors on and off the mountain now, saying that Zhang Xiaoyuan of the Zhenjun Mansion is just like you, and his background is related to one of the old masters of Huangtian."

Chiyi Langjun sneered in his heart. He naturally knew that Qianshou'er took the initiative to talk in order to trick him, but this might not be an opportunity for him.

"There are only a few left of Huang Tianlao who died. Those who are still alive today have either been subdued and suppressed, or have surrendered to the heavens. They are all like you, demons who have achieved enlightenment and were the protagonists of the last era."

"main character?"

Qianshou said.

"Yes, protagonist.

In the era when Huang Tian had not yet disappeared, it was called the reign of Huang Wang.

At that time, Huang Tian was not only the common ruler, but also the king of the universe. The sun, moon, stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning were all his assistants. Moreover, Huang Tian was close to all things. He could enjoy himself with immortals and gods above and preach to all spirits below.

The mortals at that time were still busy mixing clay and making pottery, hunting to fill their stomachs, and did not even have the leisure to look up at the sky. They were not in the music of any great story.

At that time, Huang Tian's attendant immortals, many disciples in the four seas and five directions, and even the emperor and his descendants, were all of demon and divine origin, and the worst among them were descendants of gods and men."

Qianshouer showed a look of longing. This was not a disguise, but a real yearning for that era. He couldn't help but say, "It would be great if I could go back to that era."

"Qian Shou'er, Liling is one of the few paradises for demons.

Think about it carefully. If Taiping Mountain turns it into a land of Taoism, where will the demons continue their magic? Do you expect those demons who have cultivated into human beings to be castrated? "

"Maybe you are right. Demons should follow the path of demons."

Qianshou'er said this sincerely, and then changed the subject, saying: "But there are always people better than people, and there are always fairies better than fairies. I am just a small demon, and you couldn't accomplish anything even with the help of Yisu's magic. It shows that the future of demons is doomed."

"Your vision is too narrow. Look ahead a hundred years or a thousand years. Huang Tian can't retreat forever. We just need to find our own position and wait for the strong wind to rise, then we can soar to the sky."

Qianshou'er couldn't continue acting anymore. He found that he couldn't get much real information from Chiyi Langjun.

"You won't live to see another hundred years." Qianshou'er said directly, "You are only temporarily suppressed here because you were subdued by my grandfather, and the right to dispose of you still belongs to my grandfather.

However, once the upper house finds a way to develop your great value, I will definitely hand you over and get a share of the profits. "

"Go call Lingxuzi. I want to talk to him in person."

Chi Yi Lang Jun said, "You are anxious, but there is no point in being anxious now. Grandpa Zhen is in seclusion, and no one can see him, including the Zhu Zhen on the mountain."

Qianshouer said.

Mirage realm, Lou Shuttle.

The shuttle body, which had no cracks at all, seemed to have a piece bitten off, and was hanging in the funnel-shaped cloud area. This "bitten part" and the funnel cloud were all caused by the divine Yuandan.

In the surrounding clouds, rain, lightning, rainbows, and all kinds of illusory scenes, there are three buildings. Among them, the owner of the building is looking at Lou Shuttle and the funnel cloud.

Ji Ming sat cross-legged in the chamber inside the shuttle. The damaged parts of the shuttle were recovering visibly.

Not long after he subdued Chiyi Langjun and returned to Taiping Paradise to recuperate, Ji Ming used his "Illusionary Sea Floating Heart" to come to the Mirage Spirit Realm, waiting for the day when the Mirage Spirit Realm floats to the Fairy Mountain in the East China Sea.

It's tiring to say the least. He is in the third realm. To put it nicely, he is halfway to becoming an immortal. To put it bluntly, he has only achieved a little bit of Taoism. He first has to fight with the person who is reincarnated from the Winged Constellation, and then he has to complete the small tasks assigned by the Three Fates Old Star Lord, just like a god in heaven going on official business.

"A life of hard work!"

Ji Ming thought to himself, a smile appeared on his face, and he felt slightly pleased with himself.

Although he was busy running around, he also gained a lot. That loyal man could definitely be sold for a good price.

He stretched out his palms and looked at the rows of runes and secret characters on the pads of his twelve fingers. These were left by the Golden Fire Scales Thunder General. They were the first level of thunder ban "Fingers Connected to Heart" on the soul of Master Chi Yi.

Now he still remembered the expressions of Xuantan and Tianhefeng Zhenren when he took the initiative to accept the forbidden technique. There was a kind of hidden anger of being resisted and offended.

After all, Mr. Chiyi is of great value, to the point that even immortals have to plot for him.

If they had not taken into account Ji Ming's identity on the mountain, the methods he displayed, and the fact that he subdued Chi Yi Lang Jun in the fight, the two immortals would never allow Ji Ming to master this heavy thunder ban.

As for the treatment of Chiyi Langjun, Ji Ming actually hoped to secretly use him as a bargaining chip and take Fubeigong's second soul, the Divine Snake Pearl, from Panku Mountain. However, there were too many people paying attention to Chiyi Langjun in the mountain, so this idea was difficult to implement and the operation was also very difficult.

Now, Mr. Chiyi was suppressed in the hidden cave where he was, and Mr. Lu Daojun once again imposed a forbidden spell on his soul.

Of course, nominally the ownership of Chiyi Langjun still belonged to him, and Ji Ming had no complaints about this, because the upper government had already counted this as one of his achievements and promised to help him obtain the Mishan Xuanmu Jade.

In addition, when the upper government was squeezing out the value of Chiyi Langjun, they would definitely give him a share, but he was not the biggest shareholder.

Even the ancestors of Dongtian are involved in this, and this is already the best outcome.

Privately, Ji Ming still had some desire for Chiyi Langjun, especially the Yisu calamity in his body, but he didn't know if he had the time to squeeze it out of Chiyi Langjun.

"Fellow!"

Outside the shuttle, on a glazed treasure building, a vague figure shouted, "There should be a lot of treasures left under this gap in the dragon's treasure that was blown up. Please go down and explore it first. I hope you can spare some time so that we can share some of the treasures."

Another figure said, "We know the rules. Please accept our small gift."

Outside Ji Ming's body, the gap on the shuttle that was blown out by the Divine Yuandan was being healed little by little with the help of the Treasure Mirage.

Ji Ming sat cross-legged behind the gap, his left hand holding the bottle slightly raised, his right hand holding the sword pointing to his chest, a thoughtful look on his face.

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