After three years, everyone in the city knew that the fool A Zhen picked up a father and gave him a gift. When he met him, he would make fun of him and said, "A Zhen, can I be your father too?"

A trembling scratched his head and said, "I have a father, no, no!" He often made everyone laugh.

In the middle of the night of the third winter, the old man in the broken house suddenly asked Ah Ti’s real name and said to himself: “Long Zhan is a good name. If you pronounce it in reverse, you will be even more courageous. Well, then you will still be called Zhanlong from now on!”

Ah Zhen nodded and said yes. The old man picked up a piece of clothes from the straw shop and said, "Silly son, this is the clothes that my father made for you, you can put them on."

Ah Zhen saw that the clothes were neither yellow nor brown, as if they were spread out by many snakes, with the stitches exposed holes as big as their fingertips, as if they were torn apart as soon as they touched them.

A trembling grinned and said, "Dad, the clothes look good, I'm afraid I can't help but wear them. I'm afraid I'll wear them badly!"

The old man said angrily: "Silly thing, you don't recognize the treasure, and you have a pair of eyes! This treasure dress was made by me after peeling my skin for you. How could it be broken? Wear it quickly, wear it quickly!"

Ah Zhen was afraid that his father would be angry again, so he carefully put the clothes on his body, feeling that the clothes were shrinking tighter and tighter, making his eyes turn black, and he fell to the ground with a "bang" sound...

When Ah Ti woke up again, he felt that his mind was extremely clear and his mind was clear, as if he had opened his mind. He looked down at himself, and there was no trace of the clothes. At the same time, he disappeared, and his father who had been on the straw shop for three years.

Ah Zhen searched inside and outside the broken house, but couldn't find where the old man went, but instead found a yellow cloth bag with a piece of slip and a green ball.

As soon as Ah trembling fingers touched Green Maruko, his "father" sounded in his mind. The voice said: "Good son, Dad, I was a snake fairy in the mountains. I had a mistake in my practice. I had a fierce thought in my heart. I turned into a human form and came to the world. When I encountered evil people bullying them, I was about to devour people to evil, and when I met you."

"In the past three years, my good son has treated me like a relative. My evil thoughts have faded and I finally attained the Dharma. When I go to the mountains to practice, my father and son will never meet again in this life."

"For three years, you will wash your cold pond every day and eliminate your stupidity. You will also use Xian Dui to make treasure robes. It has been integrated into your flesh and blood, and open your mind to open your seven orifices. From now on, you will no longer be a fool, A Zhen, you are the son of this immortal, Zhan Long!"

"This green pill allows you to read the text and write. There is a prescription on the note, which is combined with the water from the cold pond, which can cure all diseases. In the future, if you want to be a doctor or a businessman or a civil servant, you will be as you as you, and you will definitely be rich and worry-free. I hope you can be kind and help others, so don't waste half of the Yuan Pill of this immortal!"

Afterwards, Ah Ti became a handsome and intelligent war dragon. He kept in mind his father's instructions and did not make money and instead guarded the cold pond to cover Yilu Pharmaceutical and practice medicine, helping the poor and weak people in the world, and becoming a miracle doctor praised by everyone.

Therefore, the story of "a fool picking up his father and turning into a miracle doctor when he wears a snake and turns into a miracle doctor" has been passed down in later generations...

Zhanlong continued to treat patients and finally got to know a Taoist priest. With the help of the Taoist priest, he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

Later he met the Snake Fairy Dad, inherited his origin of the snake essence, and became the Snake Lord.

Snake Lord Zhanlong, Lu Kuangtu, Mu Rence, Baili Xiao, Zhanlong, Wujizi and others became friends with Jinlan because of their likeness. Now that the people were invited by the King of Hell to reject the King of the Underworld, they fell down first. What is this?

The injured war dragon slowly rose from the deep pit and approached carefully to pay close attention to the Blood Marquis and You Hou.

"Hmm? You are still staring at us. This is not a wise move!" Youhou felt an abnormal movement, turned around and stared at the Zhanlong who was dozens of meters away, and said in a dark way.

"I want to sneak attack us? It seems that I can't keep him!" The blood marquis said, and the energy chain suddenly condensed in his heart, and then shot towards the war dragon at the speed of lightning.

The fairy body of Youhou also flashed, and his killer moves attacked the seriously injured Zhanlong.

Zhan Long shouted loudly, and the purple gold power on his body condensed again, and the purple gold dragon scale armor reappeared and took the attack and killing of Xuehou and Youhou.

"Sword break!" Jian Douluo waved the Xuantian Sword in his hand, and the annihilated sword move had become natural, without any sword force or sword energy. The restrained purple gold power condensed on the blade, which looked dull, but the invisible pressure continued to increase. Only the Mingjun knew that this was a contest to return to nature, without any splendor and skills.

"Good sword technique!" As soon as the king shouted, Abi and Yuantu sword began to restrain their sword power, and the condensed pureness was incomparable, but any blow was enough to change the rules of the world and determine the other party's life and death.

The two immortals flashed, and the sword was like a collapse of mountains and rivers. The powerful force should have destroyed everything, but because it was too powerful, the purple gold killing powers of each other strangely merged together, so that the temporary time and space stayed.

The King of Ming and Jian Douluo were stunned at the same time. They had never heard of this situation and had never seen it. Can the Yuanzun, who can influence time and space, be able to do it, can only achieve this mysterious feeling, which is to say, only the founding Yuanling can do it.

Even if it is just a moment, this is not something that can be achieved by enlightenment.

"I didn't expect this to be the result. It seems that we should cooperate, right?" Mingjun said.

"Cooperate? You're so crazy. For your stupid thoughts, I'm ready to fall forever." Jian Douluo said.

The absolute tit-for-tat duel and the absolute drums have achieved an absolute fusion.

"I was wrong before, and I didn't notice your true strength. With your current cultivation level, you have the qualifications to be on par with me. I hope you will think about it. Don't use a sword to face it because of the previous unhappiness. After all, it will be beneficial to unite, and it will lose power to achieve an immortal prosperous age. It is better to stay in the endless underworld by cowardly." The Underworld sincerely invited him.

Jian Douluo stared at the King of the Underworld with a sincere face. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he said, "I originally wanted to get rid of the control of the Ten Palaces of Yama when I first entered the Spirit Palace. If you sent an invitation at that time, I might really join forces with you. But now it's different. This death array plus Mu Rence's group of brothers and brothers in distress have already destined that I can't turn back."

"So I missed the opportunity, so now I have to compete for it no matter what?" asked Mingjun.

"Yes, now either I kill you or you send me back to hell." Looking at the energy ball gradually dissipating due to fusion in the sky, as soon as I felt that time had recovered, the Xuantian sword in Jian Douluo's hand swept away, and thousands of white sword shadows appeared in the air, even the elements and rules were chaotic.

"Like a shadow, the sword is destroyed!" Jian Douluo's long sword hit the sound, and the tip of the sword was spit out like a rainbow light, and it really pierced Mingjun's chest and left.

"Nose slaughter!" Mingjun shouted, and when the left and right swords in his hand touched, the two swords actually formed a sword. The power of the long sword was ten times stronger. The moment the Xuantian Sword sword light ran over, his sword came out like the wind, and the sword tip slashed the Xuantian Sword's sword light.

The sword tip is opposite to the sword tip, and the sealed sword light makes the purple gold light of the sword spine of the two swords continuously increase exponentially, and then it rushes towards each other's sword stems.

The tyrannical energy passes through the sword stem and then penetrates directly into the sword holder's hands and arms...

Because the killing was too strong, backlash became inevitable. The masters of the two swords were hit by lightning, and their blood swelled up and surging, and their bodies were unstoppable.

Fusion and exclusion, what is this situation that will appear on them at the same time.

"How could this happen? You can't be a pure Yang body?" Mingjun asked staring at Jian Douluo. The sword on his right hand was trembling and trembling, as if he was no longer obedient, because his right arm was numb and numb, and his muscles and bones were hurting, just as if his entire right arm no longer belonged to him.

"Pure Yang body? If you ask this, it seems that it is a pure Yin body." Jian Douluo was also a little surprised when he looked at the majestic Mingjun. The pure Yang body and the pure Yin body are both difficult-to-see physiques, one is cold and one is hot, one is yin and one is yang, but it is second only to the body of Taixu.

"The ones who shouldn't be killed will kill each other. The destined fate is really teasing people. It's a pity that you don't know the current affairs. It's such a pity." said the King of Ming.

"Black King and Ren Ning are both Taixu bodies. Aren't they also belong to different camps and hate each other?" Jian Douluo said.

"Okay, I've been persuaded anyway. No matter how good your stubborn donkey is, you have to kill it if you can't use it. Anyway, it's either my friend or my enemy. This is your choice." Mingjun said, and the purple gold divine armor on his body emitted a faint purple blue light, which was a bit different from the previous purple gold power.

"Purple-green color? I didn't expect that you actually have the Purple-green sword energy. It's not simple. This is the trick of Ying Sheng." Jian Douluo said in surprise.

"You know a lot. It seems that you have put in a lot of effort to deal with me." The King's long sword, from the tip of the sword to the blade and the spine, was replaced by the rich purple-green sword energy. However, Yingsheng's purple-green sword energy was pure and sharp, giving the opponent a pure and powerful sense of power.

The King of Ming did not abandon the superpower stone, which means that his purple-green sword energy contained the mysterious and dark energy, and also had a sense of solemn and throbbing, giving people a gloomy and destructive power, as if it existed specifically to annihilate the people.

"The Undead Sword - Destroy Soul!" Jian Douluo knew that it was not easy to stop the Nether King who was full of killing. With a stroke of the Xuantian Sword, countless undead souls appeared. On the blade, it was a soul sword that placed many souls. If you wanted to completely defeat the Nether King, you had to destroy his soul.

But it is too difficult for Sword Douluo. After all, the King of Ming is already a saint of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, so he is not that good at destroying souls. (To be continued)
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