Mythological Native Species

Lei Dong and Li Dong, supporting each other, felt a little soft in their legs.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

In mythology, there are not many legends about Zhen Yuanzi.

But in the story, whether true or false, he was never a small person.

"Isn't that saying that the ancient immortals and Buddhas have all been reincarnated? There is also a Zhenyuanzi in the Wuzhuang Temple. What is this operation? He is not reincarnated? He gave up? Just for this little property? So stingy?" Lei Dong muttered in his heart, and kept giving Li Dong a wink.

Li Dong reluctantly showed a blunt smirk, and then said to Zhen Yuanzi: "It turned out that it was Daxian Zhenyuanzi in front of him. The younger Li Dong, on behalf of Wanhua Tianzun, said hello to Daxian."

At this time, of course, it is time to set the stage.

If you hide it and tuck it again, you will be killed by someone's finger, but it will be extremely wronged.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Lei Dong and Li Dong without speaking, his expression seemed a little subtle.

When the women's clothing boss came over, brother Sanyi looked at Zhen Yuanzi in a daze, he didn't dare to go in, he didn't dare to retreat, it was extremely embarrassing.

"Do you want a poor man's treasure?" With a flick of the whisk in Zhen Yuanzi's hand, the page of the book flew out of Li Dong's arms and was placed in the ginseng fruit tree behind Zhen Yuanzi.

Li Dong's face trembled.

No matter how sorry I was in my heart, I didn't dare to say no.

The situation is stronger than people... not to mention that it is someone else's thing, what's wrong with taking it back?

As for the nine-nine scattered soul gourd, Zhen Yuanzi also waved his hand.

But instead of flying towards him, he flew towards Feng Linye, who was far away in the heaven.

"This thing originally belonged to an old friend of the poor road, and now it is given to a person who is destined, and it's not worth it." Zhen Yuanzi sighed, with an inexplicable complexity in his tone.

The corners of Li Dong and Lei Dong's eyes began to twitch at the same time.

There are 10,000 reasons, 100,000 anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts, but they dare not express any of them at this time.

Each of them could only barely make a concurring expression.

Then it was Li Dong who said, "Senior Zhen Yuanzi! I also made a mistake, and there is no malicious intent. Now that the senior has returned, then I will leave. After I report to the Tianzun Wanhua another day, I will invite him to come and talk to the old man. You sit and talk."

"Let's use Wanhua to press me... What kind of Heavenly Venerate is he? Piecing things together, the roads are mixed, and even if you have the so-called ninth-level power, you can't be considered a saint. How dare you be presumptuous with the poor?" Zhen Yuanzi sneered, and there seemed to be a power that would annihilate the three at the same time.

"Zhen Yuanzi? An old thing that should have disappeared with history, dare to be presumptuous?"

But I heard the sound of the void breaking.

A big snake shuttled out of the broken space, swallowed the three of Li Dong, and was about to leave.

"Do you want to leave without saying hello?" Zhen Yuanzi sneered and waved his sleeve robe.

But the shattered void, together with the big snake that swallowed the three of Li Dong, were all involved in his thick sleeve robe.

The so-called technique of heaven and earth in the sleeve is a very common technique in Taoism.

But using it like Zhen Yuanzi, no matter who or what, they are covered by their sleeves, and they can earn income.

In Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve robe, sometimes a giant snake struggles, sometimes a dragon elephant rushes, and sometimes it turns into a world of evil, but none of them can escape his sleeve.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi flicked his sleeves again.

From the sleeve, a middle-aged man in black robe with a black face and five short stature shook out.

This person looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a gloomy expression, a perverse expression, suppressed anger, but seemed a little helpless.

"What a son of Zhenyuan, a good fellow with the world, today Tianzun remembers it. In the future, I will come to the door in person and ask the Daxian for advice." The middle-aged man said coldly.

"You came to test me as an incarnation of the same rank, but you still can't please me. Even if the main body is in person, what should I do? Let's go! If you don't want to delay the wishes of all your fellow Daoists, you avatar, the poor Daoist will be today. You stayed, what can you do?" Zhen Yuanzi asked with a sneer.

The middle-aged man said no more, tore apart the space, and traversed the void, leaving no trace.

Wait until the whole world, after all strangeness has been smoothed out.

The world is blocked again, obscuring all prying eyes and hiding in nothingness.

Zhen Yuanzi pressed his forehead, the whole person suddenly had a vain breath, and a red light appeared and disappeared on his forehead, but he was finally suppressed by him.

With a wave of his long sleeves, Feng Linwen appeared in front of Zhen Yuanzi.

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi who is sitting cross-legged under the ginseng fruit tree at the moment, Feng Linxen knows it well.

"He must have been transformed by Hongyun, and everything went according to plan. Hongyun has become Zhenyuanzi. And Hongyun, is a name destined to die, there will no longer be such an ancient almighty."

Thinking of this, Feng Linwen clasped his fists and saluted: "Junior Feng Linwen, I have seen Zhenyuanzi Daxian."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, then swept away the dust and said: "You have helped a lot this time, and the poor way is in love."

Feng Linwan smiled and said, "Da Xian is very polite! If it hadn't been for Da Xian to help, Feng Linwan would have already died from a broken soul."

Of course, speaking of which, Feng Linxuan would be in such danger because of Zhen Yuanzi's calculations, and in order to complete Hongyun.

So in the final analysis, Zhen Yuanzi has to admit this love.

"No need to be polite, what happened before is another matter, and now it's my Zhenyuanzi... What do you need to do for you?" Zhenyuanzi asked.

"Can you say anything?" Feng Linye was also rude.

Even if he has already taken someone else's ginseng doll, he has stabilized his sea of ​​consciousness, strengthened his primordial spirit, and further strengthened his solid foundation.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly: "You need to know that I'm not that omnipotent."

The underlying meaning is to tell Feng Linye that he is Hongyun, not the real Zhenyuanzi.

Now the real Zhenyuanzi, of course, is a tenth-level existence.

But Zhen Yuanzi, whom he transformed into, has not yet reached that level, but he has returned to his original cultivation realm through Zhen Yuanzi's 'shell'. And he has to temporarily rely on this special world left by the real Zhen Motoko.

If he leaves this world, Zhen Yuanzi (Hong Yun) is very likely to be beaten back to his original form immediately.

"I'm also someone who knows what's wrong, so I won't make so many excessive demands." Feng Linxen gave Zhen Yuanzi a reassuring smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then he took out a long list.

These were things that Feng Linxuan had thought about early in the morning. They were not necessarily expensive or valuable, but they were indeed in short supply.

Moreover, they were all things that Zhen Yuanzi could come up with in Feng Linwen's imagination.

Looking at Feng Linwen's long list, Zhen Yuanzi's mouth twitched, and the hand holding the whisk felt a little cramp.

"You really don't know what politeness is..." Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but say something after taking the list.

Feng Linwan said without any shame, "As much as you do and risk, you will get as much benefit. This is a common truth in countless worlds. I think... Daxian, you shouldn't be stingy!"

"After all, there is still something to do!"

Feng Linwan was talking about helping Zhen Yuanzi and spreading the aura of the red cloud to the thousands of worlds.