Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

This is a quiet valley, and there is a clear lake not far away, like a sapphire shining brightly, crystal clear.

Around the lake, a towering old tree took root on the shore, and the rain of flowers in the sky was falling, and the pieces were crystal clear.

It's like a paradise outside the world!

A stone table was placed under the old tree, and an old man with a ruddy complexion and fair skin like a baby was sitting quietly here.

"Hongyun fellow daoist, I've been waiting for a long time."

The clear laughter echoed, and immediately a bright changhong fell from the sky, appearing in figure.

The white clothes are like snow, and the god is handsome, it is Liu Ming.

Liu Ming was holding a square and simple large tripod in his hands.

There are many spirit fruits lying quietly in the cauldron, mellow and full, with different colors and very gorgeous.

Ancestor Hongyun's nose twitched, and he also smelled the tangy fragrance, and a touch of intoxication appeared on his old face.

When he opened his eyes subconsciously, the expression on his face suddenly became weird.

"... Liu Ming fellow daoist, how do you use this Qiankun Ding to ripen spiritual fruit?"

The ancestor of Hongyun Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, he is also a man of unrestrained nature, but he hasn't been extravagant enough to use the best Xiantian spirit treasures to place spiritual fruits.

In his opinion, this is simply a violent thing!

Liu Ming was taken aback: "Does this thing have any other functions?"

"..."

The expression on Old Ancestor Hongyun's face was completely frozen, he really didn't know what to say.

The Qiankun Ding has the ability to transform Houtian to Xiantian, and these effects are very heaven-defying in Xiantian Lingbao.

If ordinary people get this Qiankun Ding, the first time they should be used to upgrade their own Lingbao.

Hong Yun didn't believe that Sanqing didn't tell his disciples the effect of this Qiankun Ding.

Why is Liu Ming totally indifferent, as if he has a lot of Xiantian Lingbao!

Suddenly recalling the previous battle, Liu Ming urged the northern Xuanyuan to control the water flag to manipulate the bone-eroding water of the gray flood.

Hong Yun was speechless, and his heart was a little bit sour.

He is a veteran strong man in the prehistoric world, and he has only one top-grade Xiantian Lingbao, Calabash.

I think his ancestor Hongyun is somehow a veteran powerhouse in the Great Continent, and his Magic Treasures are not as good as a younger generation who has been cultivated for less than five thousand years.

It's just that Hongyun doesn't know.

Liu Ming is pregnant with the sign-in system, and the good things he has signed in for countless years are countless.

Don't say it's him, just speaking of wealth, the entire Honghuang can be compared with Liu Ming, I am afraid that only Daozu Hongjun is.

Seeing Hong Yun's expression, Liu Ming smiled faintly, and he also understood the latter's thoughts.

Although the function of the Qiankun Ding is heaven-defying, it takes too long for Houtian to turn to Xiantian, which takes tens of thousands of years, and the probability of success is extremely low.

Even if it is catalyzed by the law of time, it is a waste of energy.

"The system signs in here." Liu Ming secretly said in his heart.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in and getting monkey wine."

Thousands of jars of fine wine appeared in his body space, sealed by special vessels.

According to the introduction of the system, this monkey wine is brewed from various elixir and spirit fruit, which can cure human flesh and bones, and can also be used as an Ascension cultivator Cultivation Base, which is of infinite value.

With a flash of green light in Liu Ming's hand, he took out a jar of monkey wine and filled it with red clouds.

The juice is crystal clear, like amber, exuding a fragrance that is drunk to the depths of the human bone and soul.

Hongyun has an unruly nature and loves to drink the most. When he sees this kind of wine, his eyes are straight.

The gluttonous worms in his stomach were rolling even more.

Liu Ming looked in his eyes, smiled in his heart, and said in his mouth:

"Thank you, Brother Hongyun, for this time."

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter. I believe that even if there is no old man, it is absolutely impossible for Naying to be successful by the means of fellow daoist."

The ancestor of Hongyun directly lifted the bottle and drank it, the fragrance filled his tongue, and a flush of flush appeared on his face.

After a few breaths, Hong Yun's face returned to its original state.

He stared at the altar exuding Baohui in Liu Ming's hand, and his heart was shaken.

When he waited for Realm, the daffodil was just a fresh taste, and it rarely worked on him.

The wine in Liu Ming's hand actually made him feel in a trance for a while, which made Hong Yun's evaluation of Liu Ming a little higher.

Liu Ming smiled. At that time, he had a foreboding that the red cloud would come, so he did not use the northern Xuanyuan to control the water flag during the flood.

The following typhoon disaster can also be overcome with peace of mind.

If not, the heroic recruit suddenly took action when he was over the three plagues.

Even if Liu Ming still had enough energy to urge Lingbao to counterattack, the fifth turn of Nine Cycles' golden body, Realm, has also come to nothing.

It can be said that the existence of Hongyun has achieved the fifth turn of his Nine Cycles golden body.

...

The two greeted each other, tasting wine and discussing the road. After several years, Hong Yun planned to leave.

When parting, Hong Yun said with emotion:

"Sanqing is worthy of being the authentic Pangu, with profound blessings, and only then can there be a fellow daoist such as Liu Ming who is astonishing and brilliant."

During this period of time, he discussed the Tao with Liu Ming. Originally, he planned to teach Liu Ming the Daluo as a senior.

But I didn’t expect that Liu Ming’s understanding of Dao was not inferior to him, and he often said nothing astonishingly.

Some amazing thoughts made Hong Yun amazed, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

"The fellow daoist is absurd, and the poor Dao and the fellow daoist have benefited a lot from discussing the Dao."

Liu Ming first gave a humble voice, and then sincerely invited him:

"Fellow daoist, you might as well take a seat at Kunlun Mountain, so that the poor Dao can show his gratitude as a landlord."

The ancestor of Hongyun was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled and waved his hand.

"Fellow daoist don't need to persuade me, there are only more than a hundred years left before the second lecture of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Poor Dao has to go to Wuzhuang Temple to take a look at the few ginseng fruits left on the fellow daoist ginseng fruit tree of Zhen Yuanzi.

Otherwise, if it's too late, my old friend will give Qingfeng and Mingyue the two children to relieve their greed. "

"In this way, the poor road will not stay much."

Liu Ming stopped persuading more after hearing this, he hesitated for a moment, and said to Hongyun:

"Brother Hongyun Dao, the road ahead is steep, I look at this astronomical phenomenon, the predicament is likely to change drastically in the future!

Judging from the poor way, after the Zixiao Palace preaching is over, you still don't want to travel far.

Wouldn’t it be beautiful to stay with Brother Zhenyuanzi in Wuzhuang Temple and taste the ginseng fruit a few more times? "

During this time of getting along, Liu Ming was also deeply pleased with Hongyun as a person, and didn't want to see this good old man fall in the future.

As far as he knows, during the third Dao Ancestor's preaching, there will be a great purple qi falling into Hongyun's hands, which will also plant a bane for Hongyun's fall in the future.

If Hong Yun didn't go to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the third Dao, the ancestor Kunpeng and Taiyi would not kill him.

Hong Yun was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then smiled freely:

"The poor roads travel everywhere, not greedy for fame, not for profit, and they don't compete for power with the Eastern princes and others. What can they do with me?

No matter how big the calamity is, if the poor Dao wants to hide, who can stop it? "

The laughter was loud and bold, and there was a sense of domineering and heroic Xiantian gods and demons.

Liu Ming was also very helpless when he heard this.

Although this ancestor of Hongyun is gentle, he is kind and kind.

But after all, it is also the Xiantian god, the top powerhouse in the prehistoric continent.

There is the stubbornness and pride that belong to him in his bones.

"Fellow daoist said so, but Pang Dao remembered it."

The ancestor Hongyun patted his forehead, and his pale baby-like skin appeared a bit solemn.

"Hundreds of years ago, the poor road crossed the East China Sea. I heard a fellow daoist talk about that the two Golden Crows of the Sun Star were wooing the demon forces from all sides.

It seems that there is a plan to annex the entire monster clan in one fell swoop, I am worried that after that heroic move has nowhere to go, he may go to the Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

Fellow daoist should be careful. "

When Liu Ming heard the words, he smiled and nodded, "Thank you Hongyun fellow daoist, I know."

Hong Yun looked at a corner under the ancient tree, licked his lips, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Liu Ming suddenly shook his head and laughed.

A big Luo Jinxian, three thousand guests in Zixiao Hongchen, would he be greedy for his wine?

Then he waved with one hand, and dozens of altars turned into streamers and flew towards the red clouds.

Hong Yun laughed loudly, waved his sleeves, gathered the wine, arched his cupped hands and said:

"It's still Liu Ming fellow daoist understands me.

See you in Zixiao Palace. "

After all, he turned into a red rainbow light and disappeared into the distant sky.

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