Already expected everything?
Why does this sound so magical?
Mu Yangzi looked at Huikong in shock.
"Master Ye"
Huikong clasped his hands together with a wise smile on his face.
"The young monk still remembers hearing a story told by the Holy Son."
tell a story?
Mu Yangzi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What he needs now is help.
He is a helper who can deal with the snake and scorpion saints and the innate spiritual treasure.
I'm not here to listen to your story.
What’s the use of telling stories?
Can you help me rescue Taizhenzi's soul from Moyun Cave?
"Master, please speak."
But Mu Yangzi also knew that Huikong was not an ordinary person. He could always follow Ye Qingyun and was the person Ye Qingyun trusted the most.
It must have its own uniqueness.
Maybe I can find some inspiration from Huikong's story.
"Back when the Holy Son was in Fuyun Mountain, he took on a disciple named Guo Xiaoyun."
"When the Holy Son was teaching Guo Xiaoyun on a daily basis, he told him many strange and strange stories."
"The young monk was serving the Holy Son at that time, so he naturally listened to it."
"The young monk remembers very clearly that one of the stories is about Calabash Baby subduing two extremely powerful monsters."
Upon hearing this, Mu Yangzi was stunned.
Calabash baby?
What is Calabash Baby?
Immediately afterwards, Huikong told Mu Yangzi roughly the story he had heard.
After hearing this, Mu Yangzi's face was full of surprise and shock.
Then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the growing gourd vines beside him.
"Does it mean that in order to conquer the two saints of snake and scorpion, do we need the gourd baby mentioned in this story?"
Huikong also looked at the gourd vine on the side.
At this time, the gourd vine has already bloomed.
And there is no more, no less, exactly seven flowers.
"This gourd vine was grown from the gourd seeds that the Holy Son brought back from Xuanyuan Ancient City."
"As long as it blooms and bears fruit, seven fairy gourd boys will be born."
"The Holy Son has long known that there will be two saints, snake and scorpion, causing trouble, so he planted the gourd seeds."
"Master Fu, do you understand now?"
Huikong looked at Mu Yangzi with deep meaning in his eyes.
"Everything the Holy Son does is never without purpose. Every word, every action he makes has a profound meaning that others cannot see through."
"Even though the young monk has followed the Holy Son for a long time and knows the Holy Son very well, he can only guess a few things about the Holy Son's words and deeds, but cannot fully guess them all."<
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When Huikong said this, Mu Yangzi felt that his whole being suddenly became enlightened.
It turned out that Ye Gaoren was very good at predicting events and had already guessed the current situation a long time ago.
This is truly a fairy-like existence.
To describe it as "materials and things are like gods" feels a bit inadequate.
Simply omniscient and omnipotent!
terrible!
There is probably nothing in this world that Ye Gaoren could not have expected.
"If I had known this, why would my two Taoist friends and I bother to go to Tianjiang?"
"I almost didn't come back."
Mu Yangzi felt bitter in his heart.
Ye Qingyun has clearly made arrangements for you a long time ago, but the three of you are still stupid enough to go to Tianjiang to ask for someone.
No one could be saved.
I almost got myself caught in it.
"Master, how long will it take for this fairy gourd boy to be conceived?"
Mu Yangzi stared at the blooming gourd vine and asked with concern.
"The master of the palace can also see that this gourd vine grows very quickly. It only took a few days and it has already grown so well."
"If the young monk's guess is correct, it will probably take about ten days for the gourd to grow."
Huikong said.
"Ten days? That's still enough!"
Mu Yangzi felt relieved.
It is absolutely impossible for Tai Zhenzi's soul to be refined by the snake and scorpion saints in ten days.
No matter what, it can last for several years.
After all, it is the soul of a saint, and it is not easy to refine it.
"I understand, I will come back to visit you in ten days."
Mu Yangzi hugged Huikong's fists, then turned around and walked away.
He wanted to tell Changqingzi and Qingyangzi the good news.
Huikong continued to take good care of the gourd vine.
Watching the gourd vine growing more vigorously day by day, Huikong also felt a sense of accomplishment.
Although he only watered the gourd vines and tidied them up.
But it can be considered taking care of.
It's better than Ye Qingyun. After planting the gourd seeds, he doesn't pay much attention to them.
It seems to grow however it wants.
at this time.
Da Mao suddenly walked to the edge of the gourd vine.
I looked up at the blooming gourd vine.
And then.
Da Mao raised one leg.
A curved line of water irrigated the roots of the gourd vine.
Seeing this situation, Huikong looked shocked, but did not dare to disturb him.
After Da Mao finished urinating, he slowly returned to the courtyard and continued to lie down and take a nap.
And that puddle of dog urine had already submerged into the soil and was quickly absorbed by the gourd vine.
Visible to the naked eye.
The gourd vine emerges with a faint brilliance.
There is also an extremely astonishing aura that is sometimes pervasive and sometimes restrained.
Huikong's face was full of surprise.
"This is the opportunity given by Senior Da Mao!"
"This must also be the arrangement of the Holy Son!"
Huikong looked at the seven flowers on the gourd vine again, and there were already signs of bearing fruit.
In a dark and deep dungeon.
An ancient and complex formation, each formation pattern is carved with a very unique technique.
At the center of the formation, chains are connected from all directions.
And the one who is bound by so many chains is Yang Dingtian.
Sheep Dingtian's head, body, hooves and even tail were all tightly entangled with chains.
Don't talk about moving.
Even wagging the tail is difficult to do.
These chains are not ordinary chains, but are carved from Yin Yang stone.
Possessing extremely strong yin and yang power, it can suppress the power of Yang Dingtian.
Coupled with the formation patterns carved around it, the immense power of the formation is sealing Yang Dingtian at all times.
Although he could not move, Yang Dingtian did not give in. He kept yelling and cursing here day and night.
And the curse words coming out of his mouth were extremely unpleasant.
The masters of the Yin and Yang family who were guarding this place were all scolded by Yang Dingtian until they were confused.
"I'll fuck your grandma's own grandma!"
"I will send your mother away with a kick!"
"A bunch of shameless bastards! If you can challenge me, Mr. Yang Dingtian, to a duel!"
"He's the only one who knows how to play dirty!"
Amidst the sound of Yang Dingtian cursing, the sound of footsteps also sounded.
Three figures appeared in this secret dungeon.
The person in the middle is none other than Donghuang Xunxian.
I saw Donghuang Xunxian standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a black and white robe, with a calm face and a deep light in his eyes.
Beside him, one was the tall Black Whale Split Sea King, and the other was another saint from the Yin Yang family, an old man named Xu.
In addition to Donghuang's search for immortals, Black Whale Splits the Sea
Both Wang and the old man surnamed Xu came here for the first time and saw Yang Dingtian with their own eyes for the first time.
Both of them looked shocked.
"It's really a unicorn!"
The old man named Xu was amazed.
The Black Whale Split Sea King's face turned a little pale.
Facing legendary holy beasts such as Qilin, the Black Whale Split Sea King, as a monster, would feel uncontrollably fearful.
This is inevitable as one of the bloodline of monster beasts.
Even if the Black Whale Split Sea King is extremely powerful, it cannot change the gap in bloodline levels.
The old man surnamed Xu glanced at the Black Whale Split Sea King and saw that its expression was somewhat solemn, so he knew that it was definitely a Qilin.
There is nothing but the blood of the holy beast that can make a monster clan strongman like Black Whale Split Sea King feel intimidated.
Seeing Donghuang looking for immortals, Yang Dingtian was even more furious.
"You stinky, shameless little thing!"
"You fucking took my uncle's skin away from me! You are simply not a human being!"
"You are worse than an animal!"
"Do you dare to let me go? Do you believe that I will dig out your skin?"
Yang Dingtian scolded him extremely unpleasantly.
All kinds of dirty words.
The old man surnamed Xu and the Black Whale Split Sea King were both stunned.
Then everyone looked at Donghuang Xunxian with strange eyes.
Donghuang Xunxian was very calm and didn't pay any attention to Yang Dingtian's curse.
"Qilin, don't waste your energy."
Donghuang Xunxian spoke calmly.
"Once you get here, you will be a prisoner of my Yin Yang family for the rest of your life."
"Resign yourself to your fate."
Upon hearing this, Yang Dingtian was not only not angry, but also burst into laughter.
"why are you laughing?"
Donghuang Xunxian frowned slightly.
"You old boy, do you want me to accept my fate?"
"Do you know who the uncle is? Do you know what the uncle is?"
"I'm telling you! I'm from Fuyun Mountain, and my brothers in Fuyun Mountain are not easy to mess with!"
"You old boy, just wait and see!"
Yang Dingtian felt very proud, as if he was sure that someone would come to rescue him.
"Floating Cloud Mountain?"
Donghuang Xunxian's eyes were deep and he muttered.
"If that's the case, then I will uproot the Floating Cloud Mountain you rely on!"
"Mr. Xu, Sea Splitting King, please take a trip to Fuyun Mountain, both of you!"
"This mountain no longer needs to exist in the world."
This chapter has been completed!