Among the three thousand worlds, in a world called Xianfan, suddenly the heaven and earth shook, and a huge mountain rose into the sky. .The fastest update
At the foot of this mountain, there is an inconspicuous small village with a total population of about a hundred households.
A young boy named Han Li, who was called Erlunzi by the villagers, was picking red berries that his sister liked to eat the most. He waited for the mountains to come and then he realized that he wanted to run away. Unfortunately, it was too late to run away at this time.
late.
The mountains soared into the sky, carrying Han Li straight into the sky, as if he was heading to another world.
The scenery around him kept going backwards. Han Li wanted to shout for help, but before he could say the word "help", he felt a lot of wind in his stomach, and he swallowed back what he wanted to shout.
"The gourd is back, the gourd is back"
In the world of Journey to the West, Wu Ming held his spell and kept calling to the sky.
After half a stick of incense, a big mountain descended from the clouds. The clouds in the entire world of Journey to the West seemed to be ignited by this mountain, turning into red flaming clouds.
Beautiful fire clouds covered the sky, and even the sun's light dimmed.
Seeing the mountain appearing, Wu Ming stretched out his hand and pointed a finger. In an instant, the mountain collapsed into pieces, and a 20-centimeter-high flaming gourd rushed towards Wu Ming's arms like an arrow from the string.
"Haha, what a gourd, we meet again!" Holding the Sanso gourd in his hand, Wu Ming laughed. He was also a person with innate magic weapons.
The gourd circled around Wu Ming, rubbing left and right, just like a puppy when its owner comes home.
The gravel in the sky fell like raindrops, but it did not affect Wu Ming's mood at all. It wasn't until a black shadow fell from the sky and screamed like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld that it attracted Wu Ming's attention.
"This is the person you brought. You turned into a mountain. He was picking wild fruits on the mountain and came here with you!" A faint consciousness came from the Sanpo gourd, allowing Wu Ming to understand the cause and effect.
After knowing the answer, Wu Ming didn't care and raised his hand to grab the sky.
The black figure screaming in the sky was none other than Er Lengzi. He instantly returned to the ground from the sky and stared blankly at Wu Ming, who was wearing a black Taoist robe. His open mouth could not be closed for a long time.
"What's your name and where do you come from?" Wu Ming looked at Er Lengzi and found that this man was dressed in farm clothes and looked honest and honest, but in fact there was cunning in his eyes, and he seemed to be a bit smart at first glance.
"Immortal, my name is Han Li. Others call me Erlunzi. I am from Hanjiazhuang."
When Han Li spoke, his eyes kept glancing at Wu Ming, confused and shocked.
When the mountain flew down, he lay on the cliff and saw clearly that it was only after Wu Ming raised his hand that the whole mountain exploded.
This is a thousand-foot mountain. Apart from the word "god", Han Li can't think of any explanation. After all, Wu Ming doesn't look like a monster.
"Han Li, you have a good name, and you are lucky enough to cross the two realms without killing you! Wait, Erluzi, Han Li, Hanjiazhuang, the world of immortals, and mortals cultivating immortals?" Wu Ming was suddenly stunned, not like that
What a coincidence.
Wu Ming also became interested when he thought that this Han Li might be the one he knew.
Without waiting for Han Li to reply, he pointed his finger at Han Li's forehead, and a short memory suddenly emerged.
"Interesting, it's really Han Paopao. You can't be wrong now!" In Han Li's memory, there are Qixuanmen, the third uncle who is the shopkeeper in the town, and family members can also relate to each other.
Wu Ming also didn't expect that when he summoned the Soul-Removing Gourd, he actually sent a protagonist of the novel. No wonder Han Li, as the Soul-Removing Gourd broke through the two realms, did not die under the turbulence of space. This protagonist
Life is tough enough.
"In The Legend of Mortal Cultivation, the protagonist Han Li is simply a broom star. He traps everyone to death. He always runs away from the beginning to the end. He provokes characters who are more powerful than him. Everyone knows Han Paopao's name. Forget it.
, I'd better send him back. Without Han Paopao, the immortal world can still be called the immortal world!" Wu Ming waved his hand, opened the two realms, and sent Han Paopao back directly.
And before leaving, he was a good man and went to the end, sending the Buddha to the west, leaving Han Paopao with a castrated version of the rainbow-changing method.
Even though this is just a castrated version, it is still very easy to travel a hundred thousand miles with a rainbow light. In those immortal worlds where ancient great powers cannot appear, it is definitely a first-rate way to save life.
Han Paopao + the method of transforming the rainbow = if you don’t accept it, come and beat me
Wu Ming looked at the closed space passage and nodded with satisfaction, with a wicked sense of supporting his younger generation.
"This is a space passage, right? How come you are already so powerful after a short period of time?" Qingfeng followed Wu Ming, looked at the Sanpo gourd in Wu Ming's hand, and said: "Your gourd is so beautiful.
Where did you get this baby?"
Qingfeng is a disciple of Zhen Yuanzi, and he still has a good eye for treasures.
Wu Ming has Hongyun's memory. In a sense, Hongyun is him, he is Hongyun. He also loves the disciples of Zhen Yuanzi. He smiled and said: "This treasure, your master and I got it on Buzhou Mountain."
, has your master ever told you about me?"
"Bragging, who is my master, and who are you, you dare to compare with my master?" Qingfeng is young and doesn't know how to cover up when speaking, as if you are bragging again.
Wu Ming smiled and didn't care. Instead, he pointed at the red clouds on the horizon and said, "Then let me ask you, have you ever heard of the name of Patriarch Hongyun?"
"Ancestor Hongyun?"
Qingfeng shook his head first, then nodded, and said doubtfully: "I seem to have heard from my senior brothers that this was a close friend of the same generation as the master, but unfortunately he died later."
At this point, Qingfeng asked with confusion: "Why are you asking this? Don't tell me that you are Hongyun Ancestor. It's okay to lie to children, but I won't believe it."
Qingfeng looked at eleven or twelve years old, which meant that he was too old and too young.
Wu Ming smiled and said nothing. He didn't see Qingfeng's heels before, but now he could.
This Qingfeng Taoist boy is not a human being, but was transformed by a wisp of breeze. It was obviously inspired by Zhen Yuanzi that he had the opportunity to transform into a human form.
From a human perspective, Qingfeng may be hundreds of years old, but in terms of real age, eleven or twelve years old is considered older.
Otherwise, when they travel to the West five hundred years later to seek Buddhist scriptures, Qingfeng and Mingyue will not still be Taoists, and it will seem that nothing has changed.
"You little one, when I was discussing mysteries with your master, let alone you, even this land of China didn't show up. In terms of relationship, you have to call me uncle." Wu Ming teased Qingfeng, not caring at all.
And his little face that was red with anger.
Not to mention, the eleven-two-year-old boy was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, and he really seemed a bit indistinguishable about male and female.
Qingfeng became angry, her little face was round and bulging, and she was much cuter than those crazy people who show off their treasures online.
"Oh, you're still angry, aren't you happy?" Wu Ming stretched out his hand and flicked Qingfeng's forehead and said, "Hey, call me uncle, and I will pick ginseng fruits for you to eat."
"You bad guy, who is your nephew, don't you know how to be ashamed?"
Qingfeng doesn't know how to curse, so he ran out of words to describe bad people, and only after a while did he come up with the word "shame".
Wu Ming wanted to tease him again, but this time before he could speak, a familiar voice came from the sky: "Qingfeng, please don't be rude, this is your Uncle Hongyun."
"Master!" Qingfeng quickly raised his head and saw Zhen Yuanzi in a Taoist robe, slowly descending from the sky accompanied by a female Taoist boy.
Seeing Zhen Yuanzi appear, Wu Ming held the Sanpo Gourd with a knowing smile on his face.
Zhen Yuanzi also had a smile on his face, walked forward in two quick steps, looked around Wu Ming for a long time, and sighed: "I knew, I knew you would come back, but I didn't expect it would take so long!"
When Wu Ming became Hongyun, he used his true appearance, and his appearance did not change at all. Coupled with the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Sansoul Gourd in his hand, and his behavior as always, Zhen Yuanzi, an old friend who has known him for countless years,
Just one glance and you will know who is back. (To be continued.)