Honghuang: My disciple, dominate Honghuang

The young man of Mune, as he walked, muttered and plucked the petals.

Before I knew it, I had passed through the barrier and stepped into a beautiful place.

The smoke curls up, and the smoke is longitudinal and horizontal.

The stream flowed.

On the side of the stream, there was a reclining chair, and on the recliner was a handsome young man.

The young man held a fishing rod and fished leisurely.

This young man is naturally Li Mo in Taoyuan Village.

After many disciples left, he originally planned to cultivate well.

Let yourself be a martial god cultivator, and make a breakthrough as soon as possible, so that one day, you can leave Taoyuan Village and go to the desolation to have a look.

However, cultivation is really tiring.

In addition, he had the cultivation of the Martial God Realm, and he didn't know how to cultivate.

That's!

While thinking about it, after the stream, the fish bit the hook.

"Hooked!"

Li Mo was overjoyed and planned to close the pole.

But all I heard was a muttering sound.

Suddenly, the fish that bit the hook slipped away.

The fish's eyes were bright, as if he had wisdom, he looked at Li Mo, flicked his tail and fled.

This time, it can be regarded as angering Li Mo.

When he saw the young man Mune, he pointed at him and scolded, "Why are you muttering to yourself? Lao Tzu catches a fish, can't you calm down? Did you know that you scared my fish away? "

The young man of Mu Ne looks up!

At this moment, I realized that the environment around me had already changed.

Here!

Not an average place.

The young man in front of him, surrounded by the rhyme of the avenue, seems to be completely in line with this world.

He saw the stream in front of him, and it actually radiated a bright light.

In this creek, there is actually Sanguang Divine Water!

The fish in the stream!

has already produced spiritual wisdom, and his cultivation is good, but for some reason, he has not been transformed.

If you look closely, every plant and tree in the village is actually a spiritual root.

Above the house, the power of merit shrouded it.

The ground is full of treasures!

The land is full of treasures!

Linggen Lingbao is everywhere.

Who is the predecessor in front of you?

He....

Even Hongjun Daozu can't do this!

This person should be a more powerful figure than the Honghuang Dao Ancestor.

For a while, he stammered and apologized to Li Mo: "Yes... I'm sorry! Haotian... Haotian also had no intention, and asked his predecessors to forgive him. "

Come over to me! Apologize to me! As he

spoke, Li Mo flicked the fishing rod, and the fishing line on it directly tied up Haotian.

Haotian felt that he couldn't move at all, and the whole person was pulled over by Li Mo.

plopped and knelt directly in front of Li Mo.

Terrifying!

It's terrifying!

This senior... It's amazing!

I couldn't move, and the rod and line were treasures.

"Senior, I'm really embarrassed, Haotian didn't expect that he would disturb his seniors, and asked his seniors to forgive him and spare Haotian once."

Haotian Lian said to Li Mo.

At this moment, Li Mo's body trembled and looked at Haotian.

"You... You just said, what's your name? "

The junior is called Haotian!"

Haotian said honestly.

When Li Mo heard this, he gasped and swallowed a mouthful of spit.

"Your name is Haotian? Is it Haotian, the boy next to Hongjun Daozu?

"Senior knows about me?"

Haotian was overjoyed, and even said, "It's the kid."

Li Mo regretted it very much.

Good boy!

I just did something.

I tied up Haotian.

This guy is still kneeling in front of him?

Still, he's stupid, isn't he? Why do you kneel me?

Afraid of me?

It's impossible, he cultivates to be strong, now at least Da Luo Jin Xian, right?

In addition, with a backstage like Hongjun, you shouldn't be afraid of heaven and earth, right?

I looked at Haotian again, and looked at the honest appearance of a man.

Li Mo instantly understood what was going on.

Haotian! It's a little tender chicken.

What a fool! It's definitely a fool.

He let go of the fishing line, and even pretended to be high, threw the hook into the stream again, and said: "Forget about this matter, I lost my fish, I can catch it slowly, you can get up." "

Thank you, senior!"

Haotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to the predecessors who didn't blame, otherwise, I am afraid that my little life would be gone.

Looking at his appearance, he seems to be even more powerful than the master.

was thinking about it, but only heard it, Li Mo spoke: "Haotian, you don't serve well by Dao Ancestor's side, what are you doing here?"

Haotian was respectful and said to Li Mo: "Back to the predecessors, the lich war, there is no winner or loser." After the demon ruled the sky and the Wu clan ruled the land, the Dao Ancestor was busy fitting the Heavenly Dao. "

I was in the Zixiao Palace, and I had nothing to do, so I went to the flood wilderness for a walk, and inadvertently broke into the place of my predecessors."

Li Mo remained silent and understood the situation.

He continued: "What are you cultivating now? "

Da Luo Jin Immortal Peak." Haotian answered honestly.

It's really honest.

Ask him what to say, and he doesn't know how to hide it at all.

Li Mo didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "You are by the side of Dao Ancestor, you should have cultivated the exercises, right?" "

It's cultivated, it's a practice passed down by the master, but it doesn't have a name."

Haotian replied honestly.

"How about we make a decision? Tell me the exercises. Just now, I heard, who are you going to confess to, right? I'll help you out!

Li Mo looked at Haotian and picked his eyelids.

"Senior! Do you want to listen to this exercise? But...... Such a bad thing, you..."

Haotian didn't understand.

The predecessor is so powerful, what is the use of using his exercises?

"Bad? You say this exercise is bad?

Li Mo furrowed his brows.

"yes!" Haotian nodded.

"Bad you still cultivated to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal?" Li Mo was speechless.

"After Haotian is ignited by the Dao Ancestor, he is the peak cultivation of Da Luo!" Haotian's words fell.

Li Mo has a black line.

After all, you haven't improved your cultivation at all, have you?

This is indeed a fucking rubbish exercise.

The key is that Hongjun is a Taoist ancestor, and the exercises he teaches should be very good!

Why did you just pick a piece of to cultivate?

He flicked his sleeves with a depressed face, he was very unhappy.

Then I thought about it again.

Hongjun was originally an old yin ratio.

It must be a backhand, otherwise teach Haotian this kind of exercise.

"That's... Senior, just now you said to help me confess... This thing is still..."

Haotian asked with an embarrassed red face.

"Confession... Cousin of your sister! Li Mo just finished speaking, but regretted it again.

Haotian was stunned for a moment.

But I heard Li Mo laugh and groan: "It's okay, isn't it just a confession?" I'm good at this, I've confessed to girls many times before, and one confession is accurate, without exception. "

After all, it is Haotian, the boy beside Dao Ancestor, the future Lord of Heavenly Court.

At this time, I will make a good relationship in the future, and after going to the flood famine, I will have a little more self-preservation.

"Seniors are so powerful? How many Taoist couples did the seniors have?

Haotian was stunned, and asked this question without a head.

"I can't remember, I can't remember, why are you asking this? Do you still confess or not? Li Mo asked annoyedly.

Any confession, he bragged nonsense.

In fact, I didn't confess it at all.

But I have been confessed many times by the girls before I crossed.

What a pity!

Li Mo didn't know how to refuse at all.

Later, there were more and more girlfriends, and they met, and it was simply a Shura field.

"Confession!"

"Then I'll teach you, if you write love poems, you can't stop them, they can't stop them at all. I say a word, you remember a word. Li Mo finished speaking.

Haotian nodded.

"My little fish, you're awake."

"Remember the morning?"

......

"Did you write it down?" Li Mo asked.

Once upon a time, a love poem was written to him by an ex-girlfriend whose name he had forgotten.

Li Mo was hit in the heart by this poem, and he surrendered his gun that night.

"Written down!" Haotian nodded.

"Fuck off!" Li Mo waved his hand.

Plop.

Haotian knelt down.