Hong Huang: The Beginning Of The Game To Accept Feng Zu As A Maid

Hear Haji Qilin's words.

Hongjun didn't say anything first, and with a smooth wave, a rush of air was released from his hand.

The profound breath filled the bamboo house in an instant.

But in a blink of an eye.

The entire turbid peak is rippling in this colorful color.

The sound of immortals drifted, the aura of the avenue appeared, and the visions continued.

The next moment.

A black fan appeared in front of Qilin.

The huge fan shook slightly.

There is a tyrannical force spreading on it.

This power, with the strong power of the law of space, releases an awe-inspiring breath.

The moment the fan was summoned, Hongjun explained.

"The ancestor, this Magic Treasures is the best Xiantian spirit treasure, a fan of the universe, which contains the power of the law of space. It is unmatched in strength. It can form a small world on its own. It is the same Magic Treasures with the Kunlun mirror."

"This time, I will give this Magic Treasures to the ancestor to exchange for the ancestor's picture scroll."

"I don't know the ancestor, what do you think?"

While talking, Hongjun waved his hand, pushing the Qiankun fan directly in front of Qilin, and asked tentatively.

He always felt that Qilin would disagree.

After all, this picture scroll, although Shi Qilin looks down on it, the power contained in it should be very clear to Qilin.

To be honest, it is not appropriate to exchange the best Xiantian Lingbao for this picture scroll.

However, Qilin didn't like this painting after all.

Rather than throwing it away is a waste, it's better to give it to him.

Therefore, he dared to exchange such Magic Treasures.

Just when there was some ambiguity in his mind.

Hajime Qilin agreed.

"Well, since the fellow daoist wants to change, there is no reason for this seat not to change."

"However, this thing is a deserted thing, fellow daoist should think about it carefully, do you want to change it?"

"If you change, fellow daoist regrets it, I won't return Magic Treasures to you."

Qilin reminded him with his hands behind him.

Hongjun asked him to ask for such rubbish, but he did not expect it.

Don't when the time comes, Hongjun looks back and regrets it.

Then he was out of anger, so he ran to find something. Qilin didn't bother to deal with it at first.

Therefore, Qilin first put the ugly words to the front.

And when Hajime Qilin said what he said, Hongjun's heart was suddenly ecstatic.

He seemed to be afraid of Hajime Qilin's repentance, and waved his hand quickly.

"Then it's settled in one word, ancestor."

Hajime Qilin looked at him with a look of excitement, and said weirdly.

"Don't open it for a look?"

Hongjun shook his head and said: "No need, this thing will look closely again later."

He didn't want to open the observation here.

This kind of Magic Treasures needs to be fully focused and careful, otherwise the utility will inevitably be reduced by half.

Thinking of the four Taoist words just now gave him a sense of shock.

Hongjun was excited for no reason!

"Well!"

Hajime Qilin nodded, and by the way he incorporated the Qiankun fan floating in the void into the system space.

Upon seeing this, Hongjun, who was standing on the opposite side, also took the picture back away, and then pointed at Hajime Qilin with cupped hands.

"Then thank the ancestor, poor road, goodbye."

Hongjun finished speaking softly, arched his cupped hands at Qilin again, and then slowly exited the bamboo house, flashed away, and flew towards the Qilin clan.

Upon seeing this, Qilin waved his hand gently.

The ten second rank merit golden lotus shrouded in the void lightly trembled for a moment.

Above the golden light curtain, a gap appeared, which happened to release Hongjun out.

Just then.

Yuan Feng and Di Huang walked over from one side.

They also heard the conversation between Qilin and Hongjun in the bamboo house just now.

"Ancestor, why did you let Hongjun go?"

Yuan Feng is a little confused.

According to Hongjun's attitude just now, it is not impossible to trap Hongjun here.

But Shi Qilin not only gave him a painting, but also let him go.

What if he makes a comeback and makes a comeback like Luo Hu once did?

Hearing Yuan Feng's worries, Emperor Phoenix, who was standing on the side, was also worried.

"Yes, ancestor, Hong Jun is leaving this time, but holding your picture scroll?"

"You don't know the power of that picture scroll..."

"If he gets some insights from it, Ascension gains strength, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Although Emperor Phoenix knew that Shi Qilin was very strong, he could kill Luo Huo.

However, Hongjun was not weak. It was good to say that he was suppressed at this time. When he becomes stronger in the future, it will be difficult to deal with it.

Looking at Yuan Feng and Di Huang's worry, Qilin smiled faintly and said.

"The purpose of this seat has been achieved. It is of little significance to leave it behind."

"What's more, the picture scroll he took away is nothing but a work abandoned by this seat countless years ago. Why not exchange it for a top-grade Xiantian spirit treasure."

Hearing what Haji Qilin said, Yuanfeng was startled and suspicious.

"Abandoned picture scroll?"

"What's the meaning?"

They were not there at the time, and naturally they didn't know the specific situation.

Shi Qilin recalled the excitement when Hongjun got the picture just now, and couldn't help but feel a little speechless, and explained.

"That picture scroll, what I painted, I really forgot. I guess I just drew a few circles, smeared it, and wrote it down. I don't know what Hongjun is interested in."

"If it's other scrolls, this seat may refuse it. Such a grass-cutting work is just a pile of rubbish. What's the use of this seat?"

Upon hearing Shi Qilin's words, Yuanfeng and Dihuang were both startled.

They also felt a little absurd for Hongjun's strange behavior.

The strong man at the pinnacle of the dignified quasi-sage would actually start Qilin's forsaken thing. Isn't it too visionary?

That's it?

Just when Yuan Feng was suspicious.

From the light of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Shi Qilin's feet. There was a painting that was thrown away like rubbish and could not help being understood.

"Ancestor, there is another painting in your place."

Qilin raised his brows and looked down. He happened to see the picture scroll Yuanfeng said.

"This picture."

"It was originally four Dao characters, but when I saw it just now, I felt that the writing was too bad. Putting it on it also affects the atmosphere."

"So, I threw it away."

He explained, and then with a wave of his hand, the picture scroll automatically floated in front of the three of them.

Then slowly opened.

I saw that four black words of Taoism were written on this picture scroll.

Taoism is natural!

When Yuanfeng and Dihuang's eyes fell on these four words.

Hum!

A roar that seemed to come from ancient times resounded in their primordial spirit, with terrifying power pressure, releasing the power that had existed before ancient times.

Both Yuan Feng and Di Huang shudder in unison, and their faces were full of shock!

"What a powerful force!"

"What a pure power!"

"There are strong rules!"

"That's it, are you still disgusted by the ancestor?"

One side.

Yuan Feng recovered and couldn't help exclaiming.

Such a picture scroll with the power of Dao law is of great use to the quasi-sage peak power...

They just took a casual look just now, and they have realized something.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand something from this picture scroll!

When Yuan Feng flashed through this idea.

There was a sudden thud in my heart, thinking of a possibility, and hurriedly moved towards Haji Qilin.

"Ancestor, when you opened this painting, did Hongjun see it?"

Hajime Qilin thought about it, then nodded.

"What is the problem?"

Yuan Feng suddenly said something weird.

"The ancestor, this calligraphy and painting, reveals the power, is extremely suitable for the quasi-sage pinnacle powerhouse who seeks breakthrough."

"And Hongjun seems to be in this period."

"I think Hongjun wanted this painting at the time."

"But because he didn't see this painting under your feet at the time, he only saw the grassy work in the corner of the door..."

"Then he thought that scratching work was yours."

"In desperation, he admitted wrong and replaced it with a high-grade Xiantian Lingbao for a waste?"

When Yuan Feng said this, the corner of Di Huang's mouth suddenly twitched.

"Really possible!"

"You didn't see how excited Hongjun was when he left."

"If he sees that this painting is not the one he saw at the time, how will he be angry?!"

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