The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

Seeing that the uncle was already suspicious, Yang Li rolled his eyes and pulled out the name of Tongtian.

This guy is not a good guy either, he used his name as a vest to ward off disasters.

"boom!"

The thunder flashed in the sky, and the name of the saint was falsely used under the influence of the heavenly secret. The heavenly way was furious and accumulated the thunder, but after it was locked, it flashed a few times, and then dissipated by itself.

Yang Li looked up at the sky, only felt that the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and he didn't understand what happened to the sudden muffled thunder.

"What did you say it was called?"

The real "Yu Ding" opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide open, feeling like he could stuff the black landmine that the fainted old man was holding into it.

Yang Li didn't know why, but this thought flashed through him, and he felt it was funny.

"My name is Tongtian."

There is sincerity in the eyes that are only exposed, "Tongtian piercing to the sky."

The real "Yu Ding" turned pale, turned around suddenly, and ran up the mountain, completely forgetting that he could fly.

what the hell?

Yang Li didn't know why, but he was happy to get away, changed direction, and sneaked towards the bamboo forest hut.

If the uncle comes to visit, the master will probably come back soon.

I have to wait in the bamboo forest and pretend to be honest and honest, so that I can be easily liked by the master.

wrong.

Not pretending, I was honest and honest.

With a smile on his face, Yang Li returned to the wooden house.

Before Kunpeng was lazily lying on the ground basking in the sun, when he saw the saint came back, he immediately jumped up, ran to Yang Li's side, and rubbed his head attentively.

"You really think you are a dog!"

Yang Li was speechless, and kicked the fat chicken away as usual.

Kunpeng was not aggrieved, and struggled to put on a humane smile on his furry face. Just as he was about to go up to meet him again, his legs suddenly gave way and he fell to the ground.

It panicked and looked towards the sky.

Yang Li also noticed something strange, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, and he could vaguely feel that he was trapped in a blockade.

In the sky, the phantom of a huge blue-robed Taoist emerged, his eyes were like stars, and his power was like the sea.

He has a serious face, unsmiling, wherever his eyes go, the clouds clear and the wind stops, everything is peaceful, and the whole world seems to surrender to him.

"Huanglong, you said there was an existence pretending to be Tongtian outside the cave, why didn't I see it?"

"Master, really, I was here just now. Although I can't see through him, I'm sure, it's absolutely not! How dare I, Huanglong, deceive you, Master."

Under the void, a Taoist bowed down to the ground, very respectful.

Yang Li's heart trembled, he heard the voice of "Jade Cauldron" just now, why did he suddenly transform into a real Huanglong?

This is a little bad.

Just now, I deceived this future master. If he recognizes the masked person as himself, it is probably a trivial matter to reject him, and he will definitely punish him.

The scene in front of him, obviously he pretended to be the Empress of Tongtian, alarmed Huang Long's master.

It seems that this Tongtian is a well-known liar.

It is estimated that the master's master is also a victim.

Unlike Kunpeng who shrank on the ground and did not dare to look up, Yang Li raised his face and looked at this master carefully.

This seems to be the incarnation of divine consciousness in the legend, it can become so big, it seems that this orthodoxy has a bright future!

This nose is almost like a mountain peak.

The more I looked at it, the more envious I became, and the idea of ​​worshiping Erxian Mountain became more and more determined.

In order to have such power in the future, I have to hide it now, pretend to be a little white rabbit, and not let the master think of the masked man in me.

The huge phantom is Yuanshi Tianzun. He was sensed and knew that his apprentice Huanglong had touched the treasure of communication, so he became an incarnation of divine consciousness and landed here, wanting to see who is so brave enough to pretend to be Tongtian.

Those who have the ability to do this without the punishment of heaven can only be saints.

But for tens of thousands of years, I have only heard of Tongtian pretending to be someone else. Today, it is the first time I heard that someone pretends to be Tongtian.

It is naturally impossible for the moral Tianzun to be quiet and inactive.

Nu Wa is now concerned about the human race, so it is difficult to have such thoughts.

The temperament of the West's guidance is similar to that of Lao Tzu in Shangqing, but Zhunti wants to disrupt the Taoism and prosper the West, and has the motive to do so.

However, there is another possibility.

Thinking of this, Tianzun stared at the apprentice on the ground and shouted:
"Huang Long, as a teacher, I know that you are bold and reckless, did you cause some trouble this time, which is difficult to solve, and you used the name of Tongtian to deceive the teacher?"

Huang Long kowtowed several times, and swore: "How dare you do this kind of thing? If it is true, the way of heaven will prove it, and I hope you will not make an inch of progress for thousands of years!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, seeing that Huanglong didn't seem to be lying, he felt a little relieved.

Huanglong has great cause and effect in his body, and he is his apprentice, so the involvement is too deep, even if he wants to figure it out, he doesn't understand it.

"I said it last time, if you pretend to be a teacher to help you deal with your enemies, you will be kicked out of the teacher's school."

After saying this sentence, Tianzun confirmed that there was nothing unusual on Erxian Mountain, and then disappeared into the world.

Huang Long knelt for a while, seeing that the master had really left, he stood up grinning.

"Master Uncle Tongtian is obviously fake. Seeing that I went back to the cave to activate the communication magic weapon and didn't stop me, what does it mean?"

"It must be a Western saint! The last time I came to see me, I wanted to save me from becoming some kind of Huanglong Zun better than the Buddha in the past. I refused, and this is why I made this game. Maybe it was to make Master hate me."

Only saints can understand the calculations between saints.

Huang Long couldn't figure it out clearly, and he didn't dare to think too much, he was afraid that if he thought about it again, the saint in the west would be inspired and appear here again.

"Well, the higher the status, the more involuntary you are."

He shook his head and sighed, but when he turned around, he was startled.

"Who are you?!"

Standing behind him was a handsome young man with a big smile on his face.

"Master, my name is Yang Li, and I am your untrained apprentice."

Immediately, Yang deliberately lowered his voice, and said to Master Huang Long with a smile.

This is his apprentice?

Master Huanglong thought that he was too immersed in the fear of saints, so he didn't notice that there was someone approaching from behind. Now seeing this young man's tall and straight figure, his attitude is very courteous, and he was overjoyed.

"Stand up straight, let me take a good look at your qualifications."

Huang Long ordered.

Yang Li immediately followed suit, standing upright like a zombie.

"Well, not bad."

With broad shoulders and thick hips, and a strong figure, he is not a softie at first glance.

Huang Long walked slowly around Yang Li a few times, looking up and down with his scrutinizing eyes.

Why does it feel a bit weird...

Yang Li felt uneasy, and found that the smile on this master's face became more and more intense, and even looked a little wretched.

"Come, let Master touch your bones."

Seeing the old Taoist with white hair and beard approaching slowly, Yang Li shuddered and forced a smile:

"No need."

Huang Long didn't know what this apprentice was thinking, he couldn't help but put his hand on Yang Li's shoulder, and his spiritual sense followed the eight extraordinary meridians to explore the past.