(Salute to Master Jin Yong!)
I saw that this small island occupies an area of nearly 10,000 miles. There are strange flowers and plants, rare and exotic animals, pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, the sky is full of radiant rays, and the air of fairy spirits is full, and it is like a liquid. Pleasure, even the realm of cultivation that has not been diligent for a long time has a rising trend.
"Wow, it's such a blessed place!"
Feeling the dreamlike scene here, Yang Qianer said with emotion like a naive and romantic girl.
Zeng Qian on the side gave Yang Qian'er a dozing look, and Yang Qian'er suddenly shrank her neck, spit out her small tongue, and shrank behind Hu Sheng.
The Qing emperor smiled and said: "This is Penglai Immortal Island. It was originally the residence of Sanxiao under Chanjiao's school. During the Conferred God War, Sanxiao fell one after another and was sealed to the heavenly court, so that Penglai Immortal Island was abandoned. Afterwards, Penglai Xiandao was renovated and named Penglai Pavilion."
"Three, please come to the island for a comment!"
Qingdi said that he took the lead to walk towards the palace on the island.
The Husheng trio followed the Qingdi step by step.
Yang Qian'er looked around from time to time, and she felt that everything was new.
The servants on the island saw the Qing emperor salute one after another, and the Qing emperor responded one by one, not like a high emperor at all.
In the palace, the four people were seated as guests and the host, and the maid served fairy fruit wine.
Qingdi smiled slightly and said, "Although these are not as good as those fairy fruit jelly in the heavens, and even less as flat peaches, they have a different taste. Long-term drinking is also beneficial to cultivation!"
Seeing Yang Qian'er's unrestrained appearance, Hu Sheng and Zeng Qian had no choice but to shook their heads, indicating that there was nothing they could do.
But the Qing Emperor laughed and said: "Husheng Taoist friend, Madam Ling is really a man of temperament, it is really rare!"
"I don't know where Dao Fellow Husheng is from?"
Hu Sheng sighed and said, "I have no school or school. I have been with Hu Niang on the mountain as a company since I was a child. Later, by chance, I got the Sun-shooting Bow and Luoxia Arrow!"
After hearing Husheng's words, Qingdi smiled and said: "It seems that Daoist Husheng is also a person with a deep blessing, and he can get magic weapons like the sun-shooting bow and the Luoxia arrow to recognize the master!"
Then he looked at Zeng Qian, frowned and said: "If I am not mistaken, Daoist Zeng Qian has studied under Wanjian Pavilion, right?"
Hearing this, Zeng Qian's face changed, and she replied: "The emperor is really a disciple of Wanjian Pavilion!" She said she was fully alert, and she would help herself if she changed a little.
"Ha ha"
Seeing Zeng Qian’s appearance, Qing Di said: "Don’t misunderstand Daoist Zeng Qian, the owner of the Wanjian Pavilion, Chen Tiannan, has gone against him and practiced evil skills. It saves me a lot of trouble!"
"However, I think Taoist friend Zeng Qian has a profound immortal power, and no evil is exposed. I know that you are not the same as Chen Tiannan and the like!"
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At this moment, Hu Sheng took the conversation and asked, "Does the emperor also know my brother?"
"Brother?"
Qingdi wondered: "Who is Brother Ling?"
Husheng acquainted himself with Brother Mao and then told the story of becoming brothers of the opposite sex.
"Hahahahaha"
After hearing what Husheng said, Qingdi laughed and said, "I didn't expect that we were all our own!"
"Friend Husheng Daoist, why don't you just stay in Qingyu?"
When the Qing Emperor and Hu Sheng were discussing Maodi, Zeng Qian's pretty face changed suddenly, but she didn't say anything, she just lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.
Hu Sheng lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "Emperor, I can stay in Qingyu for the time being, but when I get news from my brother, I will still go looking for my brother!"
"Hahaha"
Qingdi smiled and said: "That's natural. Daoist Husheng can come and go freely without any restriction!"
At the same time, in the mountains far outside Linzi City, in a valley.
Ao Ping, who was seriously injured, was leaning on a boulder, staring at the sky with gray eyes, all the past flashing in his mind.
Ao Ping murmured: "I want to be a member of the Dragon Clan, and I always look forward to reviving the glory of the Dragon Clan. I finally saw hope, but I was seriously injured and dying, and even tired my Ao Hong niece. There is no redemption for death!"
"Uncle Clan!"
At this time, a crisp voice came, and then Ao Hong, who was slightly pale in a red leather skirt, walked over.
"The niece can use Dragon Ball to recover from your injury. Why don't we start healing now!"
After hearing the words of the little dragon girl, Ao Ping shook his head and said: "My dear niece, you have used Dragon Ball, but you can't recover it in a short time. Moreover, the sea-covering great saint is still watching, and if he is careless, he will die!"
"Uncle, I have already reached the limit, don't have to put you in a desperate situation for me!"
After hearing Ao Ping’s frustrated words, the eyes of the little dragon girl suddenly turned red, and she shook her head and said: "Uncle Clan, Long Er will kill with you and return to the Dragon Palace. We must revive the reputation of the Dragon Clan. We must not say such frustrating words. !" As he raised his jade hand, he would input Long Power to Ao Ping.
"call"
Ao Ping let out a sigh of air, raised his palms with difficulty and grabbed the slender wrist of the little dragon girl, and sternly said: "Long Er, you must not be reckless. The hope of reviving the dragon is all pinned on you!"
"Listen to Uncle, in a while, I will rush out of the valley to attract their attention. You take advantage of them and flee quickly. At your speed, he will not be able to catch up with you!"
"Well"
Seeing Ao Ping's resolute look, Xiaolongnu couldn't control her tears anymore, she fell to the ground and cried.
At this time Xiaolongnv suddenly appeared in the mind of Brother Mao, and her heart trembled. If he were here, he would not have been so miserable. I think he would have a hundred ways to break through the predicament!
But where is he now
If you don't show up again, Long Er will never see you again!
Thinking of this, the little dragon girl was even more sad, and she cried louder.
Ao Ping looked at the delicate and unbearable little dragon girl, and sighed inwardly: "The future of the dragon race falls on your weak shoulders. It's not that uncle is cruel, but just doesn't treat me at all times!"
"Ao Ping, Ao Hong!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky above the valley.
"You are now a turtle in the urn. If you don't come out and die, when will you wait?"
Hearing this loud shout, the little dragon girl stopped crying and looked up at the sky at the same time as Ao Ping.
He was wearing a jet-black python robe, wearing a golden crown with black hair, and the gloomy face of the sea-covered saint looking at Gu Zhong with a sinister face.
Thousands of various beasts at the entrance of the valley are greedily watching the valley, as if a delicious food is about to be taken in.
Ao Ping stood up tremblingly, holding the huge stone, and said to the little dragon girl: "Long Er remember what Uncle said!" Before she said that, the little dragon girl turned into a thousand-foot five-clawed golden dragon and flew slowly.
Ao Pinglong glared at the sea-covering great sage, spit out human words, and asked: "Jiaolong, you also belong to the dragon clan, why do you want to help the dragon be tortured and cruel the dragon clan compatriots?"
"Hahahahaha" ()