Xia Mang's expression became increasingly weird as he recalled some of the records from the mythical era recorded in ancient books.
"Golden cicada, little black monkey, golden-winged pony... If you get together and go west together in the future, well, it will definitely be fun!" Xia Mang said to himself, with a slight curl in the corner of his mouth, and an evil aura.
"Zhizhi——" The little black monkey seemed to be aware of it, shuddered all over, and stared at Xia Mang warily.
Xia Mang coughed lightly, patted the little black monkey's head, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "A born monkey, you jumped out of the ancient stone. You should be the first little beast to be born, but you can't let those little guys
Coming from behind..."
"Anyone who is number one should be driven away from the supreme!" He paused and then said: "Come with me in the future and fight in the world!"
Next to him, the strange old man's eyes were slightly focused, and there was a deep look in his eyes for a moment. He quickly disappeared and looked at the golden-winged pony running towards him.
The golden-winged pony ran forward and without any politeness, stretched its head directly towards the big black pot. This made both Xia Mang and the strange old man change their colors. There was still half a pot of meat soup, but they couldn't let a horse ruin it.
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The strange old man quickly scooped up a large bowl of soup from a big bowl, handed it to the golden-winged pony, and then waved his hand to signal it to help itself.
Xia Mang's eyebrows jumped sharply, and he was quite speechless. He used the big bowl first, then it was occupied by the strange old man, and finally it was given to the little bald man. Now it is used directly as a manger.
Suddenly, the little girl in silver jumped off the horse. She first glanced at the big black pot, then looked at Xia Mang with her watery eyes, and whispered softly: "Brother, I'm hungry."
She has a sweet appearance, a soft and melodious voice, and big, watery eyes. She is very cute.
Xia Mang was startled, this little girl actually came here for the meat soup!
He smiled, leaned down, and wanted to help the little girl ladle the soup, but suddenly found that there was no suitable bowl. The little silver fox took out a total of three bowls from the Prajna Temple, one big and two small. The big one was covered by the golden one at the moment.
The two small bowls were occupied by the winged pony, but they were empty. Unfortunately, they had been used by the little silver fox and the little black monkey. The little girl couldn't be allowed to eat the leftovers of the two little beasts.
Xia Mang glanced at the little silver fox. The little silver fox understood the idea and was about to leave. He slipped into the Prajna Temple and came out with a bowl.
"Need not."
The little girl smiled and stopped the little silver fox. Then she flipped her white little hands gently, and there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks. She said with a smile: "I brought them."
"..." Xia Mang was speechless. This little girl actually brought her own dishes and chopsticks. Isn't she also a foodie?
The little black monkey and the little silver fox were also in a daze for a while.
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The night is deep, but there are still sporadic firelights on the bank of the West Sea, and the excitement is still there.
Soon after, the little girl in silver and the golden-winged pony were also full, and they kept burping, looking satisfied. At this time, the meat soup in the big black pot had also bottomed out, and there was not much left.
"Where are you from?"
Xia Mang smiled and asked about the little girl in silver. He thought this little girl was very mysterious. She came riding on the wind and waves on a golden-winged pony. The scene was very impactful and made him feel a little shaken just thinking about it.
To be able to subdue a group of golden-winged ponies that look like Pegasus, this little girl is anything but ordinary, or rather, there must be an expert behind her!
"My name is Shituoling." The little girl said with a smile, "Big brother, just call me Xiaoling.
"Shituo?" Xia Mang's mind moved, "The Shituo family on Misty Island?"
The little girl Shi Tuoling nodded quickly and said: "Big brother knows my family. Misty Island is very big. It took me a lot of effort to escape... and escape."
Xia Mang smiled and nodded. Being on the bank of the West Sea, he naturally knew the name of the Shaktuo family.
On the bank of the West Sea, the three powerful families, including the Divine Valley, Prajna Temple, and Ghost Island, are the most powerful. Most of the other powerful families are dependent on them, but there are also some powerful families that are slightly inferior to the three families and are not restricted by them.
The Shaktuo family on Misty Island is one of them.
In the Western Sea, there are many floating islands, such as Ghost Island, Mist Island, Hanging Island, etc. There are forces entrenched on each island, and the Buddha family occupied Mist Island.
"The strength of the Shaktuo family is enough to subdue this golden-winged pony." Xia Mangsi said, as far as he knew, although the Shaktuo family on Misty Island did not have a great master who could aspire to the top, there was also a "Flying Heaven Realm"
The peerless master is in charge.
In the flying realm, flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, carefree in the world, they are already like the gods on land, and they are awe-inspiring to the world.
"Did the ancestor of the Buddha family help you subdue this golden-winged pony?" Xia Mang asked curiously.
"Big Brother said that Golden Wings took the initiative to rely on me and couldn't even drive them away." Shi Tuoling pouted her little mouth, and then said with some disappointment: "Grandpa has disappeared for a long time..."
Golden Wing is the name of this pony.
Xia Mang was speechless, driving away the golden-winged pony would be a waste of natural resources.
"The ancestor of the Buddha family in the Feitian realm has disappeared?" Xia Mang was slightly moved, "Is it related to the recent heavenly changes?"
He always felt that the recent phenomena in the heaven and earth were too weird and unusual. The Great Xia was overthrown and the heaven and earth were changed. How could such a coincidence happen? As the saying goes, if something is abnormal, it must be a monster. There must be a hidden reason behind this matter.
His mind was racing, but his face remained calm as he chatted with Shi Tuoling.
The strange old man was not to be outdone, and interrupted from time to time. Occasionally, a few words would pop out of the little bald man's mouth. In addition, the little girl was chirping, and her laughter was like a silver bell. It was very pleasant to the ear. On the bank of the West Sea, with the sea breeze,
open.
Time passed little by little, and the big black pot was completely bottomed out. The bonfire was extinguished, with only a few sporadic flames, accompanied by the occasional crackling sound, dying out.
The strange old man stood up, greeted the little bald man at the same time, and said to Xia Mang: "The old man is going back."
"Prajna Temple?" Xia Mang raised his eyebrows.
The strange old man nodded, stared at Xia Mang, and said: "Boy, the old man is asking you for the last time, are you willing to become my disciple?"
Xia Mang shook his head directly, "Buddhism and Taoism are profound, but they have no chance to meet me, which disappoints my seniors."
"I can't say I'm disappointed, it's just expected."
The strange old man sighed, walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Xia Mang. At this time, his eyes had become deep, and there was an invisible pressure that could shock people's hearts.
Xia Mang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt an inexplicable murderous intention in this strange old man!
"Xia Huang." The strange old man spoke, his voice was chaotic and confused, with a majestic power that shocked people's hearts.
This time, he called Xia Mang Emperor Xia.
Xia Mang's figure was stagnant.
"Be careful when using black fire, otherwise, old man, even if I try my best to cultivate in this life, I will definitely destroy you, the evil that brings disaster to the world!"
The strange old man's voice became cold and deep, and came from afar, "The Black Fire of Midsummer, every time you use it, you are cutting yourself off, and the more you degenerate, the more you become one step closer to turning evil into a demon..."
"If the Buddha doesn't help me, I will become a Buddha on my own. There is no Amitabha in the world. Please do it for me, Emperor Xia!" The strange old man, with his little bald head, had already walked far away, but the sound of Zen continued.
He comes carefree and goes away mistyly.
Xia Mang suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the place where the strange old man disappeared. He suddenly smiled and said: "If there is anyone else in this world who can cultivate to become a true Buddha, it must be you."