The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

Yang Lifu was floating in the sky, pointing to the reception on the opposite side, beckoning Kunpeng to rush up.

I will go to the Netherworld to save my godson later, so I can recharge my energy and recharge my batteries. Let Kunpeng deal with this kind of old man blocking the way.

Anyway, it is also a monster bird with steel and iron bones, so it should have high combat power.

Kunpeng remained motionless, frozen in place.

Yang Li glanced at it and understood, "Oh, you don't know how far you can beat it? The old man is probably not in good health, just kick it ten times casually."

How dare you scold yourself, heh heh.

Looking at the smiling reception on the other side, Yang Li narrowed his eyes, waiting for Xiao Hui to make a move.

However, Kunpeng still stayed where he was, looking at the reception on the opposite side, and said to Yang Li with a mournful face: "Master, this is a reception, how can I win the fight? You still have to do it."

Who is the guide?Have not heard.

Yang Li was so angry that he slapped Kunpeng on the head, "You're useless, you can't even catch him, so what's the use of you."

The guide in the distance is smiling: "Fellow Daoist Yang Li is very interesting. Kunpeng has always been rebellious. My Western Sect has invited him many times to send him off as the Patriarch. He is not willing, but he is willing to be a teacher with you Mount."

"You are taught by the West?" Yang Li was stunned for a moment, looking at the other party's hair, "Shouldn't the West be bald?"

Jieyin wondered: "Why do Western religions have bald heads?"

Yang Li sneered, "You don't even know about this, and you still pretend to be a Western religion? The hair is three thousand strands of trouble, which represent the fetters of the world of mortals. Only with a bare head can we concentrate on cultivation. This is the so-called less hair, the stronger the ability!"

"I've never heard of this saying, but when I think about it carefully, it has a deep meaning." Then he smiled and looked at Yang Li: "Daoist friends have great wisdom and great magic power. If you join our Western religion, you should be a The leader of the West, Junior Brother Zhunti and I, are willing to serve the left and right, and respect fellow Taoists as the main ones."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Yang Li nodded, glanced at Kunpeng who was trembling on the spot, and flew towards Jieyin.

I was overjoyed, I didn't expect to convince Yang Li so quickly, he quickly stood up from the twelfth-grade lotus platform, stepped into the void, and took a golden lotus step by step, with a sacred smile on his face.

This is a big event.

This Yang Li saint can freely give away such magic weapons as Hongmeng Yundao Shovel, and his cultivation level can't be seen at all, which is enough to prove that he is not an ordinary saint.

Moreover, the Nether World, the founder of Asura, Styx, is his godson.

The demon master Kunpeng has high prestige among countless demon clans, but he is also his mount.

Thinking about it this way, by attracting Yang Li, not only will there be one more saint, but the entire basic ethnic group of the Western religion will also increase several times.

Great!

Picking up lotus every step of the way, he stood opposite Yang Li, "Fellow Daoist... oh my eyes!"

Yang Li didn't wait for him to stand still, and punched him with an old fist, which hit the socket of the eye.

Now this move is already familiar, and he can hit this position with his eyes closed.

"I'll let you scold me!" His hands didn't stop, and the second punch came out, and Jieyin hurriedly blocked it with his hands, but he couldn't move it away. He was punched again on the mouth, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

Staggering back a few steps, ignoring the evolution of the golden lotus, he turned his head and jumped onto the twelve-grade golden lotus.

This Yang Li sage was so wicked, he punched out, there was no way to dodge it, he was imprisoned by mana, and almost fell to the ground for a while.

The lotus platform is the phantom of the best innate spirit treasure. When it sensed that its master was being attacked, it automatically manifested a golden light and flocked towards Yang Li.

The tide of golden light poured over the sky and covered the sky, making Yang Li retreat again and again, but when he really touched it, he found that there was a stronger golden light emerging from his body.

Compared with him, Da Dao Jinlian is like a firefly and a bright moon!

Jieyin covered his eyes, and was grunting with his mouth tight. Seeing this scene, he forgot that his mouth was also injured, and opened his mouth to drink loudly: "How is it possible? How do you have so many merits?"

Literally bleeding, pain unceasingly, followed by oops, and quickly closed his mouth, but he couldn't figure out why he felt so much pain because it was just the projection of his divine sense.

This golden light represents merit?

Hearing this, Yang Li looked at his rich golden light and laughed loudly, "Naturally, I'm not a villain like you who swears behind others' backs. I'm kind by nature and have a noble character. I must have a lot of merit."

After speaking, continue to do it.

"Stop, you and I are not enemies, I apologize for my previous behavior, I didn't mean it!"

Jieyin endured the severe pain and spoke out, speaking sincerely.

Mainly, he didn't expect that, as a saint, his thoughts would be perceived by Yang Li.

There was indeed a mistake in this matter, for the sake of the Western religion, Jieyin had to swallow his anger and apologize to Yang Li.

As expected, Yang Li stopped, and hummed, "If you're smart, let's forget about it. Be careful next time, that is, if you meet me, you have a good temper and don't want to care about it. Otherwise, you will feel better when you meet someone with a bad temper!"

Jie Yin rubbed his red and swollen eye sockets, swallowed the blood in his mouth again, and didn't refute, mainly because he didn't know how to refute.

Is this considered a good temper?

"Fellow Daoist, I sincerely want to invite you to the West to teach as the Supreme Leader."

After holding back for a long time, I finally felt a little more comfortable, and I was soliciting again.

Yang Li waved his hand, "I'm not interested in being a monk, and I have a wife who hasn't been married yet."

"It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't matter, I, the Western Church, don't care about this." Jie Yin quickly explained, "If you want, it doesn't matter how many you marry."

"I like to eat meat."

"It's normal to eat meat, you can eat whatever you want."

Yang Li nodded, feeling that the reception seemed to be quite sincere.

Come out and join a gang, that's right.

But you have to figure out the strength of the gang.

"Our Western religion, is it powerful?"

Jieyin was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer, "It's not the kind that is not powerful, it is really the kind that is rare... Its ambition is to save all living beings, its future is a billion Buddhas, and its future is one billion Buddhas. of……"

"Stop, stop, stop drawing cakes." Yang Li interrupted, pointing to his nose and asking; "With my strength, where can I rank in the teaching?"

"Of course it's number one!" said the receptionist.

Yang Li's eyelids twitched, and he pointed at the trembling Kunpeng in the distance, "Then where can I rank with my mount?"

Jieyin thought about it carefully, and felt that apart from himself and Zhunti, no one in the sect seemed to be the opponent of Zhunsheng's Kunpeng, so he smiled and said: "It should be in the top five."

Yang Li was furious right then, and rushed over with his fists waving, ready to punch the old man a few more times.

Seeing that the situation is not good, he quickly dispersed his spiritual thoughts and returned to the main body.

Yang Li looked at Jieyin who had disappeared inexplicably, and was taken aback for a moment, then cursed:

"What rubbish!"

"Can I rank first in strength? Can Xiao Hui be in the top five?"

"You're so fucking funny. Going to the toilet to collect protection fees will probably be typed out by someone."

"Hey, you still have the qualifications to recruit influence like others?"