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

Zi Sheng lay beside Yang Jian, and whispered into Yang Jian's ear: "Little Er..."

Yang Jian's face was covered with bruises. He heard that his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and finally opened them slightly tremblingly.

"Brother...", he wriggled his chapped lips, and his voice was hoarse.

A drop of fairy blood flowed down his forehead to his eye sockets, and his vision was smudged into red gold.

The red sun in front of his eyes was very bright, so bright that his sea of ​​consciousness fainted.

"Little Er!" Zisheng's young palm tightly grasped Yang Jian's broad palm, but Yang Jian couldn't perceive it.

Zisheng's eyes trembled, he bit his lips tightly, but he was only conscious, he couldn't ooze blood like Yang Jian.

Zisheng finally appeared in Yang Jian's hazy vision.For a moment his arm seemed to become lighter, and he lightly raised his arm and touched his brother's head.

He touched it, and his brother's head was fluffy.

Zisheng watched Yang Jian's arm rise with his own eyes, and the moment it touched the top of his head, his hand fell through his body.

Yang Jian gave him a relieved smile, and then closed his eyes.

Zisheng clenched his palms tightly. He was obviously a soul body, but he made a "creaking" sound.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly a spiritual energy injected into his body from another dimension, and his five senses became broad-minded.

He heard some little fairies talking in the distance.

"It is said that there is a sea of ​​blood in the northern border, and there is a blood lotus in the sea. The blood lotus is a spiritual thing passed down from the prehistoric, not to mention saving mortals, even the dying Daluo Jinxian can instantly make him alive. It’s just that the blood lotus can move and run, and its ability is not low. It is good at using the magic technique and can mobilize infinite flames. If you really anger the blood lotus, you will be burned to the ground by the blood lotus.”

"Is it really that powerful? Da Luo Jinxian can't take it?"

"I can't take it, let alone bear its flame, ordinary people can't even get close to the sea of ​​blood."

Zisheng stood up suddenly, and he looked up to the north.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the unconscious Yang Jian. He cast a spell to lift him up, but even if his spell could lift him a hundred miles, he couldn't take him to the sea of ​​blood.

What's more, the sea of ​​blood is full of dangers, and Yang Jian is unconscious again.Even if he could guarantee his own safety, he could not guarantee that Yang Jian would not be harmed.

Zisheng gritted his teeth, he lifted Yang Jian and used his spiritual power tremblingly to bring him to a hidden spiritual mansion.

The Lingfu was sealed with 32 heavy curses, and Zisheng made the Lingfu invisible.

After he was sure that no one else could see the Lingfu, he took off his white clothes and flew into the clouds, heading for the northern border alone.

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The crimson blood mist covered half of the sky, making it extremely oppressive.There is a sea under the blood mist.It's just that what's in the sea is not salty sea water, but viscous fresh blood.

The bloody water was turbid and scalding hot, and even the Lingshi in it was corroded into blood red.

When ordinary people approach this place, the past will appear in their minds, and the terrifying flames will make him shiver all over.

If this person insists on breaking into the sea of ​​blood, he will be burned to death by endless karma.

A ray of consciousness has been floating in the sea of ​​blood for countless years, and has seen thousands of human beings.

Today is the same, something that is not afraid of death broke into it.

The intruder cannot even be called a person, it is also a strand of consciousness.It was dressed in white and was only the size of a child.

As for looks...

Something floated out of the sea of ​​blood, and it quietly glanced at the shore, then froze.

The temperature of the sea of ​​blood rose, and the thing was stunned for a while.The sea of ​​blood became hotter and hotter, but there was a trace of shyness mixed with the hotness.

It quietly sank back into the sea of ​​blood, not daring to show its head at all.

Zisheng flew to the reef, and when he looked around, he saw bloody water.

He knew that he might perish today, but it didn't matter, it was just his thought.

The sea of ​​blood began to roll, and he resisted it with magic.

Blood was everywhere, covering him.Zisheng followed the encirclement and flew to the middle of the sea of ​​blood.

The blood dispersed and turned into little drops of blood rain.

Zisheng cast a spell to deploy a barrier above his head, but the blood burst into a blood mist, and Zisheng's vision was blood red.

In a trance, the world turned red, and Zisheng couldn't see.His consciousness also became blurred...

Zisheng had a dream, in which he was sitting in a carriage with a red hijab on his head.

The carriage was swaying, and the ceremony officer lifted the big red curtain embroidered with two lotus flowers, and said happily to him: "Congratulations, son, you can finally get your wish and grow old with your best friend."

Gongs and drums blared outside the car window, and firecrackers blared.

His best friend rode a tall horse and thanked the congratulators on both sides.

"Lingyou is handsome, you are a perfect match at first glance, you two must be good playmates for a lifetime."

His best friend's voice was immature, "Thank you very much."

He was helped by the servants to step over the brazier, and his best friend led him by the hand to the auditorium.

Both of their parents are gone, and portraits of their parents hang in the auditorium.

Zisheng looked at the red hijab in front of him, and the two bright red candles outside made him see the pattern of the hijab clearly.

It was a twin lotus.

Zisheng held his best friend's hand tightly.Just when they were about to form a bond, a cold finger tapped his forehead.

Zisheng was shocked, and countless memories flooded back into his mind.

A close friend...a bond?Why is contracting so much like getting married?

etc!When did he have a best friend?

Zisheng sensed something instantly, he was holding the "hand" of his best friend.

My best friend's hand is very hot, flat and wide at the same time, it doesn't look like a human hand at first glance!

Zisheng lifted the hijab suddenly, and the "best friend" was startled, and stayed where he was.

Zisheng originally looked up, but when he found that there was nothing in the head-up.

I saw a red lotus in front of him. The red lotus was very big, about one meter in diameter.

Chi Lian also imitated the human man and hung a piece of red silk on his chest, and there was a big red flower on the red silk, which looked very funny.

Zisheng squinted at Chilian, Chilian was frightened by Zisheng's eyes, and it backed away.

Zisheng heard the cry, "Boy Sheng, don't hate me..."

Zisheng frowned and asked in a low voice, "Who are you... He Lian?"

Da Chilian cried and trembled, "I am Chilian, and now I am one with the blood sea, and I am in charge of the blood sea."

It takes no effort to get it!

The red lotus in front of me must be the legendary blood lotus!

only……

Zisheng looked at the decoration of the auditorium, and he looked at the high position.There is a huge big green lotus hanging on the wall.

The servants at the side are also a few lotus flowers, and the guests who congratulated them just now are also all kinds of flowers and plants.

Zisheng:?

He looked helplessly at the fat Chilian, "Why are you like this?"

Chilian cried herself wet, "I want to be good friends with Zisheng..."

Zisheng touched the big lotus flower to show comfort, and the big lotus flower rubbed against his palm, and its petals burned a lot.

Perhaps because they are both lotuses, Zisheng also has a little more affection for Chilian.

Chilian obviously loves Zisheng very much, and she knows that Zisheng cannot stay in the sea of ​​blood with her forever, so she uses her body to absorb the sea of ​​blood and wants to travel with Zisheng.

It glanced at the top of Zisheng's head, and his thoughts extended to the distance. Zisheng, who was in Zixiao Palace, felt a strong gaze.

The red lotus shrank smaller and smaller...it became smaller and smaller...and finally became a red seedling.

Zisheng: This red seedling looks familiar.

It climbed to the top of Zisheng's hair, and two leaves pinched Zisheng's hair.

Zisheng: ...

In Zixiao Palace, a red seedling sprouted suddenly on Zisheng's head.

Chimiaomiao bent down, and when it saw Zisheng's adult figure, the whole Chimiaomiao straightened instantly.

[The grown-up Zisheng is also good-looking. ]

Zisheng was playing chess with Hongjun, Chi Miaomiao took advantage of Zisheng's inattention, his bean sprout-like body elongated and bent.

The two leaves kissed Qin Zisheng's face, and then hid back with a "whoosh".

Hongjun caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and Bai Jing's fingertips paused for a moment before Bai Zi was pressed down by him.

On the way Zisheng returned to Lingfu, some evildoers were doing harm to the world.

They laughed wildly and ferociously, and at the same time threw cruel hair tactics at mortals.

Suddenly, a sea of ​​blood rushed towards them.Zisheng, dressed in white, flew over their heads stepping on blood beads.

The sea of ​​blood is the most filthy water in the world, and the blood water will swallow and corrode the evil spirits.When the sea of ​​blood rolled away, not only was there no evil spirit in the original air, but it was extremely fresh.

The blood sent him to the clouds, and suddenly there was a red lotus platform on the sole of Zisheng's feet.

Zisheng recognized at a glance that it was the big fat red lotus on top of his head.

Liantai took him to fly at high speed in the air, and they crossed most of the rivers and mountains.After Zisheng caught a glimpse of the familiar scenery, Liantai flew to the place he wanted with a tacit understanding.

The Lingfu is still the familiar Lingfu, but when Zisheng came to the entrance of the cave, he stopped.

I saw that the 32 spells he cast had been undone, and the Lingfu was empty at a glance.

Zisheng's heart was also empty, and he was at a loss for a while.

He clenched his palms tightly, suppressed his anxiety, and tried his best to calm himself down and walked in.

There were no traces of fighting in the Lingfu, and everything was very peaceful.

Zisheng walked to the place where Yang Jian was originally placed. He stepped on the wet soil with his feet, and there was a faint aura in the air.

He took a deep breath, stood up straight and was about to go out to find someone, when he kicked something with his toe.

The voice of an adult man suddenly sounded in the cave.

"Yang Jian's elder brother, I am the real Yuding in Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain. Passing by here, I happened to meet Yang Jian who was dying. I was afraid that he would not be treated in time, or that he would perish, so I rescued him.

It's just that he was seriously injured, and I didn't bring any magic weapon when I went out. In order to save his life, I took him to the nearby Kunlun Mountain, which is my master Yuanshi Tianzun's dojo.

When I took him away, he clung to the ground tightly, and only after I asked him did he find out that he had an older brother.So I promised him to leave a message for you, and he was willing to close his eyes and leave with me.

If the little brother wants to find Yang Jian, he can come to Kunlun Mountain to find me. "

Yuanshi Tianzun...Kunlun Mountain...

He was already an enemy of Chanjiao, and this was the last place Zisheng wanted to go.

But he had already regarded Yang Jian as his own younger brother, and he couldn't care less about his life.

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He flew to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, where aura is rich.The mountain is green, and there are all kinds of beautiful jade hanging on the towering trees.

Zisheng floated upwards along the path, passing countless gods along the way.

Thankfully, none of these gods could see him conscious.

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes, he looked towards the direction of the foot of the mountain, his eyes were completely dark without any waves.

The little boy noticed the abnormality of the master, and he asked anxiously: "Master...Master?"

"The little merchant king has arrived."

"Ah? Master? Who is the Little Shang King?"

Zisheng floated halfway up, and a fairy in white was playing chess in a wooden pavilion on the mountainside.

Even though the immortal didn't look at him, Zisheng had a hunch that the immortal might see him.

Zisheng walked up to the immortal, and he bowed his hands to the immortal, "I have seen the immortal, and I have something to ask."

The immortal said flatly: "Speak."

Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if it was a blessing or a curse for the immortal to see him.

He then asked respectfully: "My younger brother was seriously injured, fortunately Reverend Yuding rescued him, dare to ask where Reverend Yuding is? Firstly, I have to thank you again, and secondly, I have to find my younger brother."

After the immortal made a move, he said calmly, "Let's play a game of chess, and I'll tell you if I win."

Zisheng quickly thanked him and sat down.

He was holding on to a black piece, and when he was about to make a piece, he raised his eyes and asked, "May I ask how many rounds the immortal won?"

"...two out of three rounds."

Zisheng nodded, and dropped a son.

The two of you come and go, three hours later——

Zisheng lost.

In this round, it was the turn of the white-clothed fairy to take the sunspots.

There was cold sweat dripping from Zisheng's head. He looked at the chessboard, squinted his eyes, and his eyes gradually became complicated.

He knows his own chess skills, he is afraid that he will not be able to beat an immortal.

Zisheng moved his fingertips, and his eyes became much deeper.

At the same time, 33 heavy days.

Zisheng bit his lip and set the chessboard, and then said to the beauty beside him, "Master Immortal, how about playing a game of chess with Zisheng?"

Hongjun glanced at him, Zisheng's hairs stood on end, he always felt that the immortal master's glance seemed to see him through.

He bit the bullet and coaxed the immortal master again, after a lot of hard work, the immortal master finally sat down on the stone bench.

He grabbed the fairy master's sleeve, but the fairy master shook his hand off and picked up a sunspot.

Zi Sheng quickly changed the pieces, "The immortal master uses white pieces."

Hongjun looked calm, but there was a helpless smile in his eyes.

As the white-clothed fairy put down a piece, Zisheng also placed the blackie in the same position.

Hongjun held the white piece in his hand and dropped it.

Zi Sheng of Yuxu Palace put Bai Zi in the same position as Hong Jun.

As the rosy clouds faded and night fell, the immortal in white was playing chess more and more slowly.

He who was originally calm gradually frowned.

At dawn, Zisheng dropped his last son.

The fairy in white lost.

The immortal in white was stunned, and the two of them switched chess pieces.

The two chess pieces in Zixiao Palace also changed accordingly.

This time the white-clothed immortal was much more cautious, and he had to think for a long time every time he made a move.

After playing chess for three days, as Zisheng's last black piece fell, Baizi's breath was cut off.

The immortal in white looked at the chessboard for a long time.

He lost.