After being raised by Nuwa for 1 years, I finally transformed

"By the way, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, I said it for my sage, he wants to replace Tiandao, is he going to merge with Tiandao?"

"That's right, unless the prehistoric world is destroyed, it is impossible to kill the Dao of Heaven. The only way is to integrate yourself with the Dao of Heaven. Anyway, Dao of Heaven is not life, and it has no physical manifestation. It is just a bunch of rules."

"After the fusion, the saint can gradually erode the rules and control the rules. In this way, wouldn't it be that he controlled the way of heaven in disguise?"

In fact, there is no such statement in online novels, but he just made it up with his own imagination.

He didn't think much about it, anyway, it was bragging, as long as Fellow Daoist Hongmeng was happy.

However, these words sounded like enlightenment to Hongjun.

He is already a saint, and he has a deeper understanding of the way of heaven than anyone else.

Although no one has tried this since ancient times.

But Hongjun subconsciously felt that it was feasible.

(Look, the reason why Hongjun can join the Tao is all because of my protagonist's time travel.)

Just like Taoist Teng said, at present, the Great Desolate Heavenly Dao has not yet fully formed self-awareness.

Just a regular instinct.

If you want to master it, you have to refine and fuse it as soon as possible.

If the time is delayed a little longer, this method may not be feasible.

Because once Tiandao forms self-awareness, it is equivalent to a living body.

Then it will resist the invasion of others.

Thinking of this, Hongjun was extremely excited.

Some people may be wondering again, how can a saint be as excited as a layman when he has no desires?

Actually, that's a good question.

How is it possible for a sage to drink, or even get emotional?

Everyone knows that Hongjun beheaded three corpses to testify.

Hongmeng is his good corpse.

The biggest characteristic of good corpses is that they have feelings.

The same is true, at this moment Hongjun's heart can no longer be at peace.

There was a little rabbit in my heart, jumping up and down.

The whole person was overjoyed, his mouth grinned like a blooming lotus, unable to close for a long time.

Excited for this sudden happiness.

He couldn't help himself.

After proving the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, he became confused instead.

I don't know where the front is, let alone a goal.

Now, he has another goal.

There is a new pursuit.

At this moment, Hongjun looked into Qin Hao's eyes with an indescribable look.

like!

appreciate!

thank!

Mixed feelings!

Qin Hao just drank a glass of wine, and as soon as he raised his head, he exchanged eyes with Hong Meng.

He suddenly tightened his ass.

Japan and Europe.

Old man Hong Meng has bad eyesight!

Just like sister Nuwa sometimes looks at me.

This is the look in the eyes of XO people!

As soon as he had this thought, Hong Meng jumped up, hugged Qin Hao, and kissed fiercely.

Qin Hao was so scared that he kept screaming.

"Fuck! Dead ghost, what are you doing?"

"Friend Daoist Teng, Pindao thank you so much, I like you so much."

Qin Hao felt cold all over his body.

"Old ghost, let go, I don't like men, I like beautiful women, you have to thank me for letting your apprentice come."

Yao Chi on the side was excited when he heard it.

My heart is like a blossoming flower that is about to pop out.

It seems to want to say: Brother Snake is right, master, please let go of him and let the apprentice come.

Finally, Hongjun calmed down a little.

"Fellow Daoist Teng, you friend, I've made a deal with Lao Hong."

Qin Hao's face twitched, "Damn ghost, haven't we been friends for a long time?"

"I'm talking about the lifetime kind, you understand?"

"As long as it's not the kind of friend who comes around randomly, I think it's fine."

"Hahaha!" Hongmeng laughed loudly, "A thousand cups is too little for a bosom friend! Come on, make one."

Qin Hao said in surprise: "Old Hong, you actually know this poem?"

Hongjun smiled and said: "I don't know what happened, I sighed suddenly, and this sentence popped up."

"In accordance with the occasion, in accordance with the occasion, come and make one."

The two made more than a dozen bowls in a row.

Hongjun wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up and stood up.

"Fellow Daoist Teng, I've been here to bother you for a long time today, it's time to go back!"

As soon as the words fell, Yao Chi pouted and said: "Master, you left so soon?"

Yao Chi clearly still has some reluctance to part with her.

"Disciple, I have talked with Fellow Daoist Teng for a long time as a teacher, and I have sighed a lot. I have to go back and digest it."

Yao Chi knew what Master meant.

Mostly because of some inspiration.

Master is a sage, and it is not easy to inspire a sage.

She also knew that she stood up reluctantly.

Qin Hao said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I won't give it away. Anyway, there is always a banquet in the world. If there is a chance, we will meet again."

Hongjun thought, has this kid always been thinking about my purple and gold futon?

He just inspired me, and he has a lot of karma for me.

How about giving him one?

no!no!

The holy position has been basically determined, and the futon already has an owner, how can it be changed casually?

But karma cannot be owed!

Anyone who has read Hong Huang's novels knows that saints are most afraid of karma.

It is still such a big cause and effect, it is estimated that a purple gold futon can not be paid back.

Forget it, I'm going all out.

I can't give the Zijin futon, so I will give him my futon.

Thinking of this, Hongjun said, "It suddenly occurred to me that Fellow Daoist Teng has always wanted a futon."

Qin Hao's eyes lit up when he heard the futon.

"Old Hong, didn't you say that there are no futons?"

"There aren't many purple-gold futons left."

"It's still the same sentence, what a fart without you, just kidding me, right?"

"No, no, I have better futons."

Qin Hao's eyes lit up, "Do you have anything better than Zijin Futon?"

Hongjun nodded with a painful face.

"Well, yes, it's my futon."

"Then what are you talking about? Get it quickly."

Hongjun blushed, reached into his trousers and touched.

This posture looks extremely indecent, like touching something in public.

Spicy eyes!

Even Qin Hao couldn't stand it.

Nuwa had already turned her head away.

Yao Chi also closed his eyes, blushing and yelling.

"Master, can you pay attention to your image?"

Hongjun blushed and took out his hand.

What made Qin Hao dumbfounded was.

He actually took out a futon from inside.

Japan and Europe.

Other people's futons are placed under the buttocks.

Good guy, this old man's futon is actually in his crotch.

But he realized in an instant that this old thing should be hidden on purpose!

Qin Hao immediately looked contemptuous.

"Old man, I said why didn't I touch the futon, so you put it there, you old man, you have a lot of thoughts!"

Chapter 097

Hongjun said awkwardly: "Fellow Daoist Teng misunderstood, poor Taoist put things, usually put them here, it's not something I can hide, if you don't believe me, ask my apprentice."

Yaochi froze for a moment, subconsciously shook his head, then nodded hastily.

Seeing that they were all lies, Qin Hao became even more upset.

The scene was a little awkward.

There was an indescribable smell on the futon.

Qin Hao really wanted to accept it, but when he thought of the hidden location of the futon, he felt a little nauseous.

"Fellow Daoist Teng, don't worry about the details, this futon is for you. To be honest, it's better than the Zijin futon."

"Just blow it up, don't think I don't know, Zijin Futon is a high-end..."

Qin Hao was stunned suddenly.

At this moment, there is a feeling called an illusion.