The flaming magma splashed onto the island, splashing for a moment, and faint words rang out in this small place.
"I reject!"
Hearing this sound, Yan Ren on the red iron frame was stunned. The monk not far away breathed out softly, and the stone in his heart also fell back into his stomach. He seemed to realize that he was in trouble, and he lowered his head and recited the vertical seal softly.
Say "My Buddha is compassionate"
"Why refuse? This condition is not good enough?"
On the iron frame, Yan Ren couldn't figure out why the young man in front of her could withstand the temptation and reject her even though she was on the iron frame.
Chen Yuan kept smiling and said words that made Yan Ren blush with anger.
"I don't like old women."
puff!
Zhenhai Monk Rao had a weak temperament. Hearing this reason, he froze in place. Then, with his stern face and mouth corners, he resisted the urge to curl up and turned his head slightly to one side.
Yan Ren blushed. Even if she is a god, she cannot escape the fact that she is a woman.
"Am I not beautiful enough? I have something that other women don't have...how am I getting older...all these years have not left a single trace on my face!"
"But it cannot be separated from the fact that you are an old woman. We..." Chen Yuan gestured with two fingers across the long distance, "You are Shang, and I am the person who has been behind me for who knows how long. You are like this
It’s not even an old cow eating young grass, you are really a thousand-year-old tree blooming for the second time.”
"Fellow Taoist, this is the first time I've seen you look so bad." Zhenhai couldn't hold it in any longer, so he turned his back and whispered.
Chen Yuan raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Ren, whose chest was heaving with anger, but still had the same smile as before.
"This is just one of the reasons for rejecting you. Secondly, I don't want to become the second Zuyi. God Yanren, you have a criminal record. When the time comes, I will die inexplicably, leaving only a body.
If I still want to be used by you, that would be really miserable."
Holding up three fingers, Chen Yuan took two steps closer and looked up at that beautiful face.
"Thirdly, I don't have that much ambition or desire to control the world. All living beings are respectful to me. They cheer me everywhere I go. Seeing many people, in fact, what does it mean to be lonely?
As for turning this place into the era when I came here, how many years has it been? In this way, the ability to draw a big pie does not need to be applied to me. Even if it can be achieved, so what? It was not my era, but
Just follow the example of a gourd."
He bent his fingers, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he lowered his voice.
"Okay, we've finished the small talk. Put away your thoughts. Next, it's time to get down to business." Chen Yuan turned his head slightly, and the monk behind him nodded in understanding, and his seal turned into a palm sword.
, a layer of Buddha light appeared, and the iron chains on the frame were slashed. The gods fell, and the two prison gods guarding the prison also died outside. Without the blessing of divine power, the iron chains broke directly.
Yan Ren fell down from above with her hands bound, but Chen Yuan grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her up.
"Let's go, you still need to take off the Kunlun Mirror."
"hehe."
The woman was held on her shoulders, her hair hanging down and she laughed softly: "What if I don't take the Kunlun Mirror?"
"Then I'll hand you over to the underworld gods. They should be interested in you." Zhenhai led him across the magma sea to the entrance of the tunnel in front. As he walked, Chen Yuan said: "Without you, but
Just wait for a while, don't think too much about yourself. At most, wait for tens or hundreds of years, and then take it off when your cultivation level reaches higher. Use the magic method of Kunlun Mirror. With so many gods in the sky, there will always be a few.
Everyone who knows, if you try one by one, there is always a chance of getting it right."
Those words left Yan Ren speechless. Indeed, as Chen Yuan said, having her saves time. Without her, one would not have to wait tens or even hundreds of years. If one tries several spells a day, there is always a chance of getting it right.
Then her value won't be much.
In fact, what Yan Ren didn't know was that Chen Yuan said this casually, but it was just a way to force her thoughts into the ivory tower and block her own way.
But after all, Yanren has been a god for many years. She has seen and heard countless things, so she naturally has thoughts that are different from ordinary people. Just after leaving the entrance of the divine prison, when Chen Yuan came forward to speak to the master, she
He took a deep breath, looked at the diamond-shaped stone pillar a few steps away, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Master, things are almost done. Yanren is here too. We can turn around and go back."
Over there, Chen Yuan was talking to her master. The latter also nodded and glanced at the woman with her hair hanging down, her eyes cold: "Huh, if she hadn't been able to take a step closer when she was a master, how could she have fallen into madness?
Hatred, if she wasn't still needed, I would have wanted to beat her to death right now!"
The fat Taoist came close to the side, looked back and forth several times, and clicked his tongue twice.
"Before, she possessed the Heavenly Master Zhang Shuangbai and thought she was an old woman. I never thought she was so beautiful. If only she didn't do evil, it would be great if she built a temple and I would serve as a temple blessing for you. It would be a success for her whole life."
"What kind?" Lao Niu asked in a low voice.
Just when Sun Zhengde glared and turned around to scold Lao Niu, the woman with her head hanging down suddenly raised her face in Lao Niu's sight, with a smile on her lips. She was so shocked that Lao Niu almost stood up with his legs and kept arching in that direction.
Mouth.
"What does that woman want to do?!"
"What kind of thing?" This time it was the fat Taoist's turn to ask jokingly. At the moment when he was proud of himself, his back seemed to be hit by something, and he yelled "Ouch" and jumped on the old cow's head.
Chen Yuan, who was speaking on the other side, suddenly turned around. He suddenly felt tightness in his chest and his internal organs were squeezed. He flew backwards and hit his master. Monk Zhenhai brushed off his sleeves and stretched out his hand to stabilize the master and disciple. In his other hand, a golden
The bob banged out.
when!
Deep palm prints were printed on the golden bowl, and it flew back to the monk's hands. It was Yiren who waved the palm, and she grinned, "Thank you for bringing me out of the divine prison. The scorching waves there slowed down the recovery of my divine power.
"
"Then...why...now..."
The fat Taoist hugged the old cow's neck and was so scared that he almost squatted on the ground. This was a god. Even if he was injured, without the help of his master's gods, it would be difficult to face him directly.
"Did you see the stone pillar over there? I erected it, and it contains my divine power. Once it is pulled, the divine power will naturally revive." Yanren enjoys the surprise of others looking at her, as if she has returned to that era.
, she walked up to the altar and looked at the king, ministers, and people below with reverent eyes. The feeling of satisfaction in her heart made her feel as if she was standing on the clouds, overlooking the creatures on the ground.
Now, she followed her desire and achieved it step by step. Maybe she made a mistake along the way, but now is the time to correct this mistake.
"Are you ready to die?"
With the inspiration of Yan Ren's divine power, her messy clothes and hair instantly returned to their best-looking state.
"Even if I only have a little bit of divine power, I am still much stronger than those false gods. You should be careful."
She smiled charmingly.
"Yeah?"
Chen Yuan swept away the dust on his body, with a smile on his face. Behind him, Yin Xuanling's fingertips were on his vest, and he was continuously transferring mana. And above the master and disciple's heads, a wooden figure wearing a red bellyband was holding a spear and floating in red silk.