I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The door of Zixiao Palace was slowly opened, and under the clear sky, a purple shadow was reflected in Zisheng's eyes.

Hongjun's eyelids moved slightly, he looked down at Zisheng, and happened to meet the young man's eyes.He smiled lightly, and Zisheng also smiled.

Zisheng didn't know how the immortal master was feeling, but he hadn't seen the immortal master for so long, so he really missed the immortal master extremely.

He couldn't wait to run towards Hongjun. There was a stone road paved in the middle of the endless lotus pond. Under the cloudless sky, the young man's face was like a crown of jade, and he was dressed in white.Because he was thin, the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look loose.

He hugged Hongjun, took a breath of the lotus fragrance on the other person, and his eyes were bent into a line.

Hongjun felt the warmth of the youth, he lowered his eyes and looked down, his eyes were bottomless, and the lotus fragrance of youth was also dyed around him.

Seeing this, the lotus hugged each other and wept with joy, and finally saw Zai Zai!Cubs are still so beautiful!

It's just that when they saw Hongjun, they all fell silent.

No wonder this person didn't cultivate in the palace today, but came here instead, and he stopped for several hours.The coercion at the door is so heavy, it seems that the spiritual consciousness is concentrated on the door.

It turns out that all this was done to catch cubs, tsk tsk.

Zisheng's acquaintance with Hongjun began with his beauty. He hasn't seen his beauty for a long time, so why don't he take a good look?

Hongjun sat on the stone bench and made tea for him, while Zisheng wrapped a strand of white hair around his fingers. He talked about his recent situation, and Hongjun listened patiently.

When talking about his cultivation, Hongjun looked down at him with a smile in his eyes.

"The realm is enough, but it lacks some aura."

The teacup was placed in front of Zisheng, and he looked at the beauty's white fingers. For some reason, the words that the lotus flowers once encouraged him suddenly appeared in his mind.

[Take that old thing Yuanyang, if you practice double cultivation every day, you will become a saint in a few days! ]

Zi Sheng shook his hand and almost knocked over the teacup, and then his face became hot uncontrollably.

His face should be red, right?

Zisheng was so ashamed that he wished he could become a prototype and dive headfirst into the lotus pond.

Hongjun's fingers stopped, and he raised his eyes to Zisheng.

The young man thought that if he lowered his head, his Taoist companion would not notice that his face was hot, but he forgot that even if he was only an Earth Immortal, he would not rely on his eyes to see.

Hongjun saw the shyness of the young man, and also saw through his body that a little green lotus changed color suddenly, and the green was pink.

Although Zisheng tried his best to make his movements natural, his gestures still seemed awkward.

Hongjun's eyes were deep.

Zisheng looked at the deep lines on the stone table, and suddenly he heard the immortal master say: "Since you still lack aura, how about our dual cultivation to help you become a saint overnight."

Zisheng:? ? ?

He raised his head suddenly, his face turned red almost to the base of his neck.He stammered: "This... this is not very good..."

Hongjun raised his eyebrows, and the young man's eyes dodged, as if he really didn't want to, but if he could get rid of the voice in his ear, he would be willing to believe it.

[Aw!Ow!Aww—are you going to stick with a beauty? !

A little embarrassed...] Although he thought so, the laughter after the words was enough to prove his joy.

[... woo woo woo, what should I do?The skin color is still worse, this picture is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

Hongjun smiled lightly, touched Zisheng's hair and said, "Don't worry, I don't care about desires, and dual cultivation is just a kind of cultivation."

Zisheng: [Wooooow...]

When Hongjun got up, Zisheng's mind went blank because of his emotional agitation, and he suddenly forgot how to use his legs.

So Hongjun picked up Zi Shengheng and walked to the back of the pavilion.

All the lotus flowers were shocked, is this Zisheng going to suck it back?

A few lotus flowers landed on the shore, boldly took a look and followed behind the two of them.

There are only futons in Zixiao Palace, where can I get a bed?The only bed was in Zisheng's room.

The bed was continuously strengthened by the lotus flowers, and it became soft, big and firm. It was no surprise that Hongjun carried Zisheng to Zisheng's room.

The lotus flowers who followed secretly were stunned, this bed belonged to them and their cubs! !

The old man actually snatched their bed, and even with their favorite cub...

The lotus flowers feel that they are green and green, and they are more and more like Zisheng's relatives.

Sometimes there is night in Zixiao Palace, and sometimes there is no night. When the youth is here, because of one person's partiality, day and night change with the world for him.

It was dusk when they entered the house, and night fell a moment later.

Tonight is extraordinarily long, so long that the world goes from night to day and then to night, maybe the dawn is still early, or maybe it will come the next moment.

As for the originally fresh Qinglian?Qinglian didn't expect to be so unreasonable at night, so she never left.

Gradually, Qinglian's petals wilted, Qinglian's heart was broken, Qinglian felt hopeless in life, and Qinglian "fallen asleep" for most of the night.

When Sheng woke up the next day, he was resting on the white hair of the other party.As soon as he opened his eyes, all he could see on the opponent's body was the tooth marks, which were very familiar, as if... it belonged to him.

Zisheng opened his mouth, his mouth was a little numb, good guy, he was tired from biting him.

He wanted to say something, but his dark eyes blinked, and a strong sense of fatigue surged up.Although his cultivation base is not low, he is like a green lotus that has melted away, unable to raise his strength no matter what.

"Master Immortal..." He said in a hoarse voice.

Hongjun never sleeps. Hearing this, he is close to the young man.

Zisheng thought that the immortal master would pull him, but instead of pulling him, the immortal master directly bit his Adam's apple.

Zisheng: ...

He felt that there must be something wrong with his memory, otherwise why would he remember that the immortal master once said that he has no desires?

Pooh!Zisheng raised his neck and closed his eyes, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

In the next few days, Qinglian lay on the bed like a crushed broken flower, rarely moving.Every time Hongjun came, he would pull up the quilt with little effort and bury himself.

One day later, Zisheng finally sat up.He bit Hongjun bitterly, but was pressed directly by the other party, and the corners of his eyes were red in the end.

Young people suffer from low back pain at a young age.

Zisheng has been away for so long, how could Luo Hu not find out?

Luohu found out that night, and he was so angry that he rushed to the 33rd heaven.

Unexpectedly, there is a huge barrier outside the 33rd layer, which seems to be formed by Hongjun spending several days.

Luo Hu gritted his teeth, and a black blade appeared in his hand.A dark light flashed, and the 33rd sky shook.

However, there was nothing wrong with it, and a layer of golden patterns gradually appeared on the barrier.

[33 Chongtian does not allow people who wear black clothes, who are above saints, who are Chaos Demon Gods, and whose status is the current Demon Race, to enter. ]

Luo Hu:? ? ?

I almost read his name when I co-authored it!

Luo Hu was out of breath and continued to attack the barrier.However, how could Luo Hu easily break through the barrier that Daozu had condensed for several days?

In this way, Rahu was on the bar with the barrier, and he was beating him all the time. Once the barrier was broken, it would take several days.

Zisheng finally understood why Luohu and Lianhua liked to call him Hongjun an old man.

He lay down on the stone table and hissed, covering his waist.

He looked up at Hongjun, subconsciously flashed, Hongjun smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, I am not a person of lust, and only a few days ago I was not restrained."

Zisheng: ...

The mouth of an old man, a deceitful ghost, who was holding his shoulder and calling his name.

He rested and recuperated, and when he saw the old man, his waist hurt, so he hurriedly "fleeed" to the lower realm.

As soon as Zisheng left, the barrier was broken.

Luo Hu looked at Hongjun who was standing on the cloud, and was about to fight to the death with him, when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

A dark light flashed across his eyes, he hummed viciously at Hongjun, and hurriedly flew towards Chaoge.

Shang Palace.

Zisheng returned to the bedroom, facing the candlelight, he saw a brocade box on the table.

Zisheng raised his head, and the palace servant quickly knelt down and said, "Your Highness, this is brought by Master Luo."

Master Luo?Rahu?

Zisheng picked up the brocade box, opened the lid, and there was a walnut inside.

The rich aura wafted through the bedroom, and the palace servants felt light after being passed through by the aura, as if years of diseases and impurities had been taken away.

Zisheng noticed the unusualness of this walnut, and Jin Miaomiao also pulled Zisheng's hair and quietly poked out the leaves.

This aura is so familiar, it seems that I have seen it before.

Zisheng peeled off the shell with his bare hands, and majestic aura burst out.

Seeing this, the leaves of Jin Miaomiao trembled, and the aura was gathered into a ball, and rushed towards Zisheng.

Subconsciously, Zisheng opened his mouth slightly, and the spiritual energy penetrated in at once.

"Boom—" a bell rang in Zisheng's mind, and he seemed to have touched the barrier of the saint.

Zisheng's eyes became serious, and he looked down at the walnut in his hand.The walnuts were indeed helpful to his cultivation, the aura just now was worth ten years of cultivation.

Originally, he and the immortal master had double cultivated, and he was almost touching the threshold of a saint.

And this walnut happens to be the last stepping stone.

He roughly estimated that if he ate this walnut, it would probably be worth 50 years of cultivation.His own cultivation has absorbed a lot of aura, not to mention the aura bestowed by this walnut.

Walnuts are drilled together with their shells, and the shells are also covered with aura, so Zisheng will not waste the shells.

He crushed the walnut shells into foam with one hand, and stuffed the peeled walnut kernels into his mouth with the other.

As the fragrance and sweetness of the walnut spread in his mouth, Zisheng seemed to see the big bell again in his consciousness.

"Boom—" the bell rang again, and there was already a crack on the barrier.

The last of the powdered walnut shells remained.

Zisheng looked down at the palm of his hand, and the next moment he raised his head and poured the walnut powder into his mouth.

Shell and Ren are really different, Zisheng almost got stuck in the throat.

But at this moment, an earth-shattering aura erupted from his body, and the scenery in front of Zisheng changed, it was white and golden.

He didn't know whether it was his physical body or his spiritual consciousness that existed in this space.

He walked forward step by step, and gradually he came to a large glass.

The glass was covered with a white mist, and many cracks appeared on it, and a big clock was right in front of the glass.

The wooden stake was raised high, and then fell down heavily.

"Boom-"

There was another sound, the sound was huge, and there were countless echoes in the entire space.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

All are echoes.

The sound of cracks sounded again, and Zisheng turned his head to look at the big glass behind him. The cracks spread around like snowflakes, getting denser and denser, and the sound of glass breaking became more and more ear-piercing.

As the crack extended to the corner, there was only a sound of "boom--", and the whole piece of glass shattered.

The majestic aura radiated from the Yin Palace, breaking through the sky, and a thick pressure hovered above the sky.

All the immortals raised their heads one after another.

There is another sage in the world, and this sage's way is extraordinary, and he may be able to defeat many with one.

Zisheng still stood at the glass and looked back, this was the first time he saw the way of heaven.