Chapter 1124 Uncle Meng did not die without a Taoist companion (4600 words)
The little boy walked several hundred miles and came to the mountain gate of Butian Pavilion, and then he was surprised.
There are at least tens of thousands of young people waiting here, all looking at Butian Pavilion expectantly, wanting to join this ancient pure land.
"Why are there so many people?" The little one was surprised. There were only two to three hundred people in the entire Shicun.
Now there are tens of thousands of young people here alone, and the adults accompanying them add up to even more.
This was the first time the little one saw a huge crowd of people in real life.
"Butian Pavilion is an ancient pure land with great prestige. Now that the gate has been opened, all capable forces in the entire wilderness will send their own disciples."
"It's true. It's not surprising that there are so many people. If the wilderness wasn't so big and some places are hundreds of millions of miles apart from Butian Pavilion, there would be even more people here."
The old man escorting the young man in the tribe heard the little one's doubts and explained it to him with emotion in his words.
The wilderness is huge, let alone the entire wilderness.
After the news spread that Butian Pavilion was recruiting disciples, people everywhere were excited and shocked.
But don't look at the large number of people here. Compared with those who want to come but have no way to come, this place is just a drop in the bucket.
If you want to travel hundreds of thousands or millions of miles to reach Butian Pavilion, you have to have a large tribe or a giant tribe that can use the strength of the whole tribe to escort the tribesmen here.
Ordinary forces, let alone coming to Butian Pavilion, may not even be able to get out even thousands of miles away.
But even so, there are still tens of thousands of young people here.
The appeal of Butian Pavilion can be imagined.
Play for fun, make fun for fun, the ancient Pure Land is no joke to you.
"Grandpa, why don't you guys go in?" The little boy went to get close to him, wanting to know more information.
These people came to Butian Pavilion in groups and had been here for a long time. He was the only one who had just arrived and didn't understand many things.
"Butian Pavilion will wait until there are enough people, then open the mountain gate and test all the students at once."
The old man answered the little one's question.
A unified trial will be conducted for all students, although these people will have to wait for some time.
But for Butian Pavilion, it is very convenient and trouble-free.
"Little guy, where are the adults in your family?" The old man looked at the "suffering" little one and asked doubtfully.
"I got separated from them thousands of miles away, and then I walked to Butian Pavilion on my own." Little Boy scratched his head and lied.
He actually came from a million or two million miles away alone.
"A person travels thousands of miles. Although there are no powerful beasts near Butian Pavilion, he is still a brave child."
The old man praised the little one without any doubt, thinking that this was the truth.
No one would doubt the little one. If he said that he had traveled one or two million miles alone, it would make people think that he was bragging.
"Everyone says I am brave and heroic." The little one said rather shyly.
"Grandpa, when will the gate of Butian Pavilion be officially opened?" asked the little boy.
He thought he was the last one to come and might miss it.
Unexpectedly, Butian Pavilion didn’t even officially open the mountain gate.
"Butian Pavilion has said something about this, just give it a few days and wait for some people to come." The old man replied.
"Oh." Xiaobu nodded, but was muttering in his heart.
He thought that as soon as he arrived, Butian Pavilion would be opened immediately.
Isn’t that what Uncle Meng tells in his stories?
Many opportunities are waiting for one person. If that person doesn't come, the opportunity will never appear.
When the opportunity comes, that person will take the initiative to open it and let everyone come in quickly. I can't wait to dedicate myself.
What kind of plane is this Butian Pavilion doing? I love eating animal milk and don’t rush out to greet me when it comes!
Xiaobu looked at the heavenly palace and chariots on the horizon, and he had more and more thoughts in his mind, all of which were far-fetched.
As for the Tiangong in the sky, inside the chariot, from time to time, someone would take the young man into the Butian Pavilion, and then come out alone.
The boy next to him had already been sent to Butian Pavilion.
Butian Pavilion has not yet been officially opened, and there has been no trial for these students, so the little ones have to wait.
But those big names in the Heavenly Palace don't need to wait.
Its disciples can directly join Butian Pavilion and receive the best treatment.
People waiting outside Butian Pavilion will be envious every time they see someone entering.
Those who entered Butian Pavilion directly had a much higher starting point than them.
The chance of becoming a strong person in the future is not much higher than theirs.
The little one was very calm, with no fluctuations. He even felt that staying down there, huddled with the crowd, bragging and chatting was much better than being up there.
Isn't it cold when the wind blows at such a high altitude?
At this time, there was a commotion in the distance.
I saw a group of people in gorgeous clothes looking at the tens of thousands of young people outside Butian Pavilion, looking at them very carefully, as if they were looking for something.
He also wanted to go straight for a closer look, but was stopped in time by the people from Butian Pavilion.
"What do these people do?" The little one wondered, "They don't look like people from Butian Pavilion."
"They are all the geniuses of other big forces, and they are all people who are unlikely to join Butian Pavilion. They have been here several times." Someone next to him answered the little one.
"I heard that they cut off his beard before he entered Butian Pavilion in order to find his favorite beast to eat milk."
Everyone explained the situation clearly with one word or another. The little one nodded frequently, like a little adult.
This is the advantage of staying down there. It's not a secret to the public, but things that newcomers here don't know can easily find out here.
If you really go to the heavenly palaces in the sky, if you want to know something, you have to knock on the door and ask.
However, at this moment, the little guy felt a little intoxicated.
As expected, an outstanding person like me is very popular wherever we go.
I haven't come yet, but these forces are already jealous of me.
I am not in Butian Pavilion, but Butian Pavilion has my legend.
Little one, little one, how can you have such a powerful and nowhere-to-place charm?
The little one was completely immersed in his own wisdom and martial arts, and even closed his eyes.
It's a pity that there is no animal milk at the moment, otherwise I would have fucked him hard for three bowls.
At this moment, the little one felt that the front of him was covered by a shadow.
The little one opened his eyes and found an old man standing in front of him.
"Shitou, you are finally here." The old man said kindly.
The little one was a little confused, was Shitou calling him?
"Come back with me, Ling'er has been waiting for you for a long time."
When the little one heard this, his heart skipped a beat, knowing something was wrong.
There is only one person who knows his own name and calls him Ling'er.
Big fat guy!
"Old lady, I don't want to go." The little one showed a very forced smile.
"Little guy, do you know this guy?" The person next to the little guy felt a little weird.
Could it be that he was abducting a child?
"I don't..." The little boy was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old woman.
"If you don't want to go, Shitou, of course I won't force you, but some of the drinks Ling'er prepared for you may have to be given to others." The old woman's face was still very kind.
If the little one really doesn't want to go, she won't dare to force it.
"I don't know how it is possible!" Xiao Dotian changed his words smoothly.
He already felt threatened by the fat woman.
hateful!
I must suppress fat women in the future!
The little one followed Grandma Feng around and quietly arrived in front of a palace.
Before entering, the little one sniffed.
The taste of animal milk!
"Old lady, Ling'er is already so big, why are you still secretly drinking animal milk?" The little boy raised his head and asked innocently.
Trying to frame someone up.
"I can hear it!" Huo Ling'er's voice came from the palace.
Grandma Feng smiled kindly and asked the little one to go in. She was guarding the door for the two of them and would not let anyone else in to ruin their good deeds.
"What good thing can come out of seeing a fat woman?" the little one muttered as he walked into the palace.
He has no way out!
Facing the fat woman, even if he called Uncle Meng for help, Uncle Meng would not react.
He can only fight alone!
As the little boy walked into the palace, he felt the scent of animal milk filling every inch of the air.
Based on his experience of sucking hundreds of milks into his mouth, he can tell that there are at least ten kinds of animal milk here!
Huo Ling'er was sitting in the deepest part of the palace. On the table in front of him were ten clay pots making a gurgling sound.
The animal milk is already boiling!
"Milk baby!" Huo Ling'er looked at the little one and shouted.
"I'm not called Milkman. I have a name. My name is Xun Wukong." The little one was still quibbling.
"Who are you?"
"Since you are not a milk baby, let me spread the news now, saying that your favorite animal milk is seven years old and you are still drinking animal milk." Huo Ling'er said coolly.
Discord and the little one were laughing and joking.
"How can you accuse someone of being innocent out of thin air?" The little boy stared at Huo Ling'er with wide eyes.
This fat woman threatens him with this matter every time!
In the virtual god world, although Xiao Budian is known as the one who loves to drink animal milk, as he grows older, outsiders do not think that he is still drinking animal milk.
As for the name, it is regarded as an impulsive move when I was young.
So although this name has been ridiculed and criticized by people, no one thinks that the world's best in blood-moving realm is really still drinking milk.
But Huo Ling'er is different!
She knows the truth.
"I saw you become like this, and I still want to make excuses." Huo Ling'er squinted at the little one, showing his disdain.
After leaving the Virtual God Realm and coming to Butian Pavilion, do you still want to fight with this princess?
The little boy couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when he thought about the phoenix car he saw when he first arrived at Butian Pavilion.
Too careless.
The little one ran up to Huo Ling'er, took the initiative to disperse the seventy-two changes, and returned to his original appearance.
"Why are you looking for me? Do you know that I am very busy?" the little guy said in a arrogant voice. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the ten cans of animal milk, and then immediately looked away.
"Why, can't I find you?" Huo Ling'er had a straight face.
"Uncle God told me to keep an eye on you and not let you get into trouble!"
"Otherwise, you still need me to wipe your ass."
Meng Chuan never said this, but it didn't stop Huo Ling'er from using the tiger's skin as a banner.
And Huo Ling'er would have no problem calling Meng Chuan "Uncle God" in front of the little one, as Meng Chuan's identity would not be exposed.
The little one thought that Huo Ling'er thought Uncle Meng was a god because he had a small house.
But the little one knew that there was a small house built by Uncle Meng and Liu Shen in partnership.
The great Willow God!
"Who wants you to wipe my butt?" the little one said loudly.
Can a fat woman speak? Do you think anyone can touch my little butt if they want?
"Come here." Huo Ling'er waved to the little one.
"But!" The little boy turned his head.
"Come here and I'll give you a can of animal milk. If you come to Butian Pavilion alone, you don't have animal milk to drink." Huo Ling'er tempted the little one.
"Even if I starve to death and die outside Butian Pavilion, I will not drink your animal milk!"
The little one said with a strong voice, do you want to bribe him with just a little bit of animal milk?
wishful thinking!
He does like to drink animal milk, but that doesn't mean that he will let Huo Ling'er knead him just because of the animal milk!
I, the little one, want to be a cultivator with integrity!
Huo Ling'er frowned, you, a milk baby, still dare to be stubborn with me?
Then Huo Ling'er stretched out his hand and directly lifted the little boy over.
"Despicable fat girl, use the power of the treasure to suppress me!" The little one was struggling, but to no avail.
How could he resist when he came to Huo Ling'er's territory?
No matter how strong the little one is, he is only a monk in the cave heaven realm.
Huo Ling'er put the little one next to him and suddenly laughed when he looked at the little one who was very embarrassed because of traveling millions of miles.
Then he stretched out his two claws, put them on the little one's face and started rubbing them, not caring that his white hands were stained by the little one's dark face.
Of course the little one has to resist. He is the best in the world at the blood-moving realm. How can he be ravaged by a fat woman?
It's a pity that he was suppressed here. As soon as he opened Huo Ling'er's hand, the devil's palm stretched out again.
"You are bullying!" The little one was very angry. The fat woman was so disgusting.
Simply the most annoying person in the world!
"I'll fight you!"
The little one couldn't bear it any longer and pounced directly on Huo Ling'er, pinching the fair and beautiful face with skin as thick as gelatin.
As a little kid, I’m not someone who won’t fight back when I’m beaten!
Huo Ling'er was shocked. Milkman's sudden rise caught her off guard, and black marks in the shape of finger prints appeared on her face.
The little one wanted to slap Huo Ling'er's face, but was pushed far away by Huo Ling'er.
"Stop!" Huo Ling'er wanted to shout to stop the little one.
"If you tell me to stop, I'll stop!" The little boy rushed over with his teeth and claws bared.
Huo Ling'er directly picked up a milk can next to her and placed it between the two of them.
"I'll give you a can of animal milk, and we'll live in peace for the time being."
"Am I the kind of person who would be bribed by a can of animal milk?" The little one shouted, squeezing the animal milk can, trying to get close to Huo Ling'er and suppress her.
"Two cans!"
"You are insulting my character!" The little boy was surprisingly angry.
A man born in heaven and earth, how can he be bribed by such a fat woman and compromise with her?
Absolutely impossible!
"Five cans! Here are five cans for you!" Huo Ling'er shouted.
The little one is all dirty now. If it rolls on her, she will be contaminated by Milkman.
Suddenly, Huo Ling'er felt that the pushing force on the pot disappeared, and the little boy poked his head out from behind the pot, his big eyes blinking and shining brightly.
"Don't think about defaulting on the five cans you mentioned, or I will tell Uncle Meng!"
"Whoa!"
Then the little boy quickly picked up the clay pot on the table and put it in his space magic weapon. He also took away the clay pot in Huo Ling'er's hand.
There are five clay pots on the table.
When I was little, I said I would take five cans, so I kept my word!
I will never take more or less.
Huo Ling'er looked at the little one and suddenly laughed. The smile was so bright that the flower branches trembled and the body swayed.
The little one glanced at Huo Ling'er and said, "Although you are very hateful, we have known each other for such a long time, so I still have to warn you."
"Listen to my advice and eat less. Although as a princess, your life must be very good, you must also be moderate in your diet."
"Look at you. Every time we meet you, you are fatter than before. You are so burdened. You are simply a burden during battle."
"What do you know, you sucking baby?" Huo Ling'er flicked the little one's forehead.
"I don't know anything, but a fat guy like you is always unlovable. Be careful that you won't get married in the future!" the little boy retorted.
"You don't need to worry about whether I will marry or not!" Huo Ling'er said angrily:
"But you, if you eat animal milk every day, you won't even be able to find a Taoist companion in the future!"
"You don't have to worry about that!" The little one said indifferently.
Can I eat Taoist companions or something like that?
He doesn't care about this. Uncle Meng doesn't have a Taoist companion, so isn't he still living well?
I never saw Uncle Meng die suddenly because he had no Taoist companions.
