I rely on Gou to prove the Dao [Honghuang]

Since that day, Shi Miao has never uttered wild words to counterattack the demons outside the territory. Zha Tian was a little relieved, it was too bad to have a host who acted recklessly.

Zhatian thought that day was just nonsense when Shi Miao was depressed, to vent his feelings, just talking, it can't be true!

One month later, an inn in Chang'an City erupted with multicolored divine light, illuminating the dark night, and the fragrance of medicine overflowed, covering the entire Chang'an City.

Such a miracle has attracted countless people to join in the fun.

"It smells so good!"

They sniffed their noses and smelled the strong medicinal fragrance, and their minds were at ease. The meridians that had been blocked for many years were slowly opened by the warm current of the medicinal fragrance.

Ordinary people have been tired for many years, and the pain accumulated in the meridians is eliminated in the fragrance of the medicine, and the exhausted body glows with new vitality.

"Shen Nong is reborn!"

"Remember Shennong's mercy!"

Countless people knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly, their voices went straight to the sky.

"May there be no more diseases in the world—" Sun Simiao caressed the Shennong Cauldron. He had been refining alchemy for a month, and his body was getting thinner and thinner due to overwork.

"Is it worth it? Just give up your chance to become a fairy?" Shi Miao stared at the wisps of fragrance in the air, which was the special smell of Huang Zhongli.

"There is nothing worth it. Maybe I will regret it when I am about to die, but not now." Sun Simiao said calmly.

The treasures coveted by Huang Zhong Li and even the immortal family are now refined by Sun Simiao and sprinkled in the air without any reservation.

The mist of Huang Zhongli rises and rises, covering the entire Tang Dynasty, benefiting the people all over the world and eliminating diseases.

The multicolored light of merit and virtue above Sun Simiao's head became more and more bright, just like the sun shining in the daytime, piercing the entire Chang'an city.

"Ding Ding-"

The graceful fairy sound came from the distant sky.

An auspicious cloud suddenly appeared at Sun Simiao's feet, carrying him into the sky.

Sun Simiao became immortal not because he ate Huang Zhongli, but because of his immeasurable merit.

"The medicine king has become a fairy! The medicine king has become a fairy!"

The people kowtowed even more crazily, tainted with immortality.

Shi Miao followed Sun Simiao's back, which was in the direction of Huoyun Palace. When was he accepted as a disciple by Shen Nong?

After Sun Simiao became a fairy, the inn once became a holy place for Internet celebrities, and people came to check in every day.

"For three days, you should work hard on cultivating immortals and strive to improve your cultivation." Shi Miao told Cheng brothers and Nie Xiaoqian.

"Boss, we will take good care of the inn." The three of them nodded in agreement, patted their chests and assured, "There will never be any mistakes."

Shi Miao took out a stack of tall booklets, "You two give this booklet to Li Shimin, and tell him that this is the key to how the Tang Dynasty can be passed down for thousands of years."

The Cheng family brothers looked at the strange and unfamiliar symbols on the booklet, and looked puzzled. What kind of fairy magic is this? Why haven't they seen it before?

"Miss Boss, can we practice?" Nie Xiaoqian leaned over without touching the ground. Seeing the treasure book, the lady proprietress must be not a vulgar thing.

Shi Miao looked at the longing eyes of several people, and shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, you guys, the simple account books of the inn can be miscalculated on weekdays."

"This is a teaching video. Let Li Shimin find some Taixue sacrificial wine to familiarize himself with the content, and then popularize it in the Tang Dynasty." Shi Miao said and threw a few projection stones to the Cheng brothers.

"Those who can get all these sets of test questions right will be able to stay in the inn for free for a month." Shimiao threw out a few more sets of test questions from his pocket, "You hang them at the door of the inn."

"Three years of simulation, five years of real questions—" The Cheng family brothers looked at the words on the test questions blankly, what is this?

……

The only response to them was the whirring of the wind, and Shi Miao and Hongjun had long since disappeared.

In the past few days, Shi Miao has also figured out that the aura of Hong Huang will be exhausted one day, and technology will be the mainstream of Hong Huang in the future.

Maybe it's too impatient to develop technology now, but she can't wait any longer.

In the ruins of the Zixiao Temple, some weeds grew faintly in the nothingness, and many uninspired animals thrived here, and regained a little vitality.

Zixiao Palace is the residence of Hongjun, the number one boss in Honghuang. Although the boss is now out of contact, no one dares to take the idea of ​​Zixiao Palace and occupy the mountain as king, even though it is the number one Fengshui treasure in Honghuang.

Shi Miao leaned against Hongjun's side, a little puzzled in her heart, not only what purpose did Hongjun bring her here?

Looking at the huge ruins, the bare rocks, the soaring flames and the deafening explosions that have been happening for hundreds of years, it seems that I can vividly remember it.

Shi Miao's body trembled slightly, staring at the person beside him with red eyes, his white hands involuntarily wrapped around Hongjun's waist, and buried them in his chest.

How lucky she is that the person she thought she would never see again can still feel the warmth.

Shi Miao thought she had forgotten the desperation and collapse that day, but she never thought that fear, fear, had already penetrated into her bone marrow.

She didn't imagine, would she be so lucky next time?

"Don't leave me again, okay?" Shi Miao choked up hoarsely.

"There won't be a next time." Hongjun's thick black eyes were unusually determined, and his thick palm was slapping Shi Miao's back lightly, trying to dispel the fear that had penetrated into the bone marrow.

This is also his luck!He also never thought that he could hold Little Phoenix now.

In that self-destruction, he left with the intention of perishing together. That was his responsibility as the master of the prehistoric, an unavoidable responsibility.

After dying once, he realized that his heart had already been filled by the little phoenix, and his heart for death was full of longing, so he was unwilling to die just like that.

The way of heaven is ruthless but affectionate.

Hongjun thought back to the souls that refused to disperse during the explosion that day, all of them were full of obsession, and he was unwilling to die just like that.

Perhaps at that moment, he truly comprehended the law of sentient beings in his body, allowing Little Phoenix's innate energy to be used by him, and his soul could be preserved.

Hongjun gently wiped the teardrops from the corners of Shi Miao's eyes with both hands, and rubbed his cheeks with his fingertips. His movements were light, he bent down, his dark eyes stared at Shi Miao affectionately, and said in a hoarse voice, "We will never We will be separated, and on the day when the prehistoric world is broken, I will also hold your hand."

Revisiting the old place, it is not only Xiao Fenghuang who is panicked, why is he not.

"En." Shi Miao replied, with his palms hanging on Hongjun's strong and powerful arms, he walked nimbly, flicked twice, and the green shirt slipped off and fell on the grass.

Shi Miao feels the person opposite, the sound of surging heartbeat, the tense touch from the palm, the pretty face, rippling with fiery blush, just like the sunset glow in the sky.

"Little—Phoenix—"

Hongjun opened his lips to spit out a few words, and his cold thin lips were covered by a hot temperature, which was warm and moist, firmly blocking what he was about to say.

"Woo..." All the words finally turned into a muffled hum.

The evening glow sinks to the west, and the moon breaks the dark clouds.

After millions of years of companionship, the two have already penetrated deep into each other's bones, and the heat waves of yin and yang in the body overlapped and merged, bursting out a stronger breath.

As the dawn breaks, the first rays of the sun slant on the two of them, Shi Miao slowly opens his eyes, and turns his head to stare at the person beside him, with sword-like eyebrows like stars, and Dao rhyme flowing in his eyebrows and eyes.

The man who has always been aloof, sleeping peacefully and sweetly by his side, exuding a hint of childishness, Shi Miao found it very novel, and traced his outline with his fingers.

The restless slender hand was covered by a thick and warm palm.

"Don't move around—" Hongjun murmured, "Sleep a little longer—"

The restless hand was tucked back into the bed by Hongjun, and Shi Miao muttered softly, turning over and leaning on Hongjun's body, poking Hong Hongjun's cheek with his slender fingers, "I don't want—I'm going to poke you—" —”

The friction of limbs made Hongjun unable to bear it any longer, and the scorching Yang Qi erupted like a volcano.

"You asked for this..." Hongjun threatened with a muffled snort. It was not easy for him to miss her yesterday, so he just had an appetizer.

"That's not it, I just want to play—"

Hongjun gags Shi Miao's mouth, and proves with facts that as long as Xiao Fenghuang is willing, he will play with her forever.

A single dog who has been single for a million years, he has just tasted it, so he is not willing to let it go!

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye for a month, Shi Miao and Hongjun clean up the ruins by themselves during the day, and practice the way of love at night.

Lu Ya, who is far above the sun star, is always kicked away by a black shadow every day when he is about to get off work, telling him to get off work as soon as possible.

Lu Ya, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, screamed loudly against the sky, who is plotting to kill him!He's just an honest guy who gets to work on time!

"This year's winter has been brought forward, and the days are short and the nights are long."

The common people down there lamented that the weather was fickle.

Another month later, the ruins of Zixiao Temple were cleaned up by the two, and a solid foundation was laid. Hongjun called his former disciples and gave them the blueprints, asking them to strictly follow the blueprints to build.

On the other side, there is an extra monkey in the Journey to the West team that is exactly the same as Wukong, with the same spell, shape, and magic weapon, and everyone in Journey to the West cannot recognize it.

Faced with Tang Seng's magic spell, the two monkeys both had a splitting headache and knelt down to beg for mercy. The journey to the west and the group couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

The two monkeys quarreled in the Lingxiao Palace, and the Jade Emperor's demon mirror was useless. Even Guanyin couldn't tell the difference.

"Bodhisattva, the old grandson is the real one. I don't know where this goblin came from to pretend to be the Great Sage Equaling Heaven."

"Bodhisattva, don't listen to this monster's nonsense, I am the real one."

……

Ksitigarbha remained silent, looking at the dazzling Buddha light of one of the monkeys, lost in thought,

Dizang's mount, Di Ting, turned around the two monkeys a few times, then returned to Dizang's side, whispering a few times.

"Amitabha, even a poor monk can't tell the authenticity of the two benefactors." Dizang said.

Looking at the two figures going away, Jizo murmured in a low voice, "It's true, it's false, it's true, what's the point?"

"Lingshan——, I should go back."

On the Lingshan Buddha Hall, Sun Wukong looked dazed. He didn't know why he was identified as a counterfeit monkey by the Tathagata Buddha. A golden bowl fell from the sky and covered him tightly.

Inside the golden bowl, Monkey King found that his magic power was imprisoned and he couldn't use it at all.

In the darkness, Monkey King felt unprecedented fear and danger, so he pulled out a hair on the back of his head without hesitation.

The golden bowl was lifted, and a huge stick came towards him.

The monkey found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound. He was dizzy, and there were gusts of wind and coolness above the spiritual mountain illuminated by Buddha's light.

The statues of Buddha around him are more frightening than the evil spirits in the hell just now. The monkey closed its eyes in despair looking at the huge stick.

In his mind, he recalled the seafood dinner given to him by the couple by the sea...

"Wukong, why did you beat him to death..."

The moment the monkey fell down, it seemed to have heard the regretful words of the Tathagata.

"boom!"

A hand, infinite in size, lightly pressed the palm of the hand, and the Lingshan Mountains shook, and thousands of Buddhas fell from their lotus pedestals.

"Tathagata, how can the Sky-Mending Stone allow you to do whatever you want—" A female voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

Her words seemed to be like the way of heaven, containing the supreme avenue.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, a deep ravine divided Lingshan into two.

After the boom, the big hand disappeared, and the monkey disappeared with it.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Luo Hu rubbed his head in pain, "This couple is pretending again—"