Huang Ting

"Of course I'm prepared to suffer."

Hu Xiuwu carefully sculpted the city wall model on the table, making final improvements, and explained to Zhang Chulan slowly:

"Zhang Chulan, you have extraordinary talents and excellent understanding. Even Lingyu said to me during the Luo Tian Dajiao. If you can return to Longhu Mountain early and correct your mind, then you will be the next generation of Celestial Masters in Longhu Mountain.

There will be no suspense at all.”

Zhang Chulan scratched his head and smiled naively, pretending to be a young man who had just left the country: "So Uncle Lingyu thinks so highly of me."

Hu Xiuwu said: "You are dragged down by Teacher Huaiyi's grudges. As long as you are given time to make up for the ten-year gap, you will definitely become the leader of the younger generation. Even Wang Ye and Ma Xianhong will not be you."

opponent."

"I will go to Nason Island with you, but I don't have time to be your nanny. I have my own things to deal with. You have to deal with your own matters. I can only help you make up for the foundation and let you recover the lost time.

."

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands: "I'm so sorry, uncle, how do you plan to replenish my foundation? Is there any great rejuvenation elixir in the underworld, or a heavenly and earthly treasure like Zhu Guo?"

"The piece of Ganoderma lucidum at your feet is called Fire Ganoderma. It can detoxify hundreds of poisons and has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. It will also increase your power after taking it."

Zhang Chulan extended his black hand to Huo Lingzhi: "Oh, I'm so sorry to trouble you so much."

Seeing Zhang Chulan's philistine appearance, Hu Xiuwu not only wasn't angry, he even laughed out loud: "But do you think I will be the kind of person who supports the upgrade of drug addiction?"

Zhang Chulan's movement of touching the fire Ganoderma froze in a daze, and turned his head stiffly to look at Hu Xiuwu:

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

But Hu Xiuwu didn't answer him, he just looked at the newly assembled replica of Fengdu City, with a little regret in his satisfaction:

"It's finally done, but unfortunately General Zhao Yuwen's craftsmanship is still a bit poor."

"Just do it like this."

Lord Yin gave an order, and the earth of Yin shook, and the iron and stone rose.

Five hundred miles northeast of Fengdu City, the land on the great plain rises up into mountains. The mountains are barren and have no vegetation, but there are exposed mineral deposits. They are layered into scales, thick and majestic. The trend of the mountains resembles the Changbai in the northeast, like a creeping black dragon.

Where the dragon's head rises at the top of the mountain, there is a saddle valley. Lord Yin personally made a model of the city, which was enlarged thousands of times to the size of a county seat and fit right into the saddle valley, like a pearl carried by a black dragon.

When the Longtou City was taking shape, the city was covered with frost, and the frost was like new branches, winter ice window grilles, and pure crystal clusters. With the city as the root, it was divided into six directions symmetrically extending outward, and at the same time it continued to split into straight lines.

The branches are drawn with the black city as the cloth, and a huge ice flower is drawn.

As the hard frost extended, it continued to release cold air, and soon the whole city was filled with thick clouds.

The mist in the Sifang City is like a god cooking a pot of thick soup, or like the chaos before the separation of heaven and earth.

After a while, the sea of ​​fog rolled, as if a giant dragon was stirring the wind and clouds.

Immortal Liu Kunsheng finally showed his true face.

Liu Kunsheng's real body is like the legendary Ba snake, with a body as long as a black river, blocking out the sky and the sun. It seems that it can wind up mountains and swallow elephants, cut off lakes and rivers. Each of its fine snake scales is like transparent obsidian, exuding elegance and nobility.

With a lustrous luster, Liu Kunsheng loomed in the clouds and mist, and with a slight twist, he set off waves in the sea of ​​clouds.

Just like the Vajra Buddha statue in the temple, although Liu Kunsheng's real body is majestic and huge, it also has a sense of gentleness, which only makes people feel majestic, without any sense of cruelty.

He is a Chuma Immortal who has been cultivating for thousands of years. He has accumulated virtues and performed good deeds with his Chuma disciples in the mortal world. He has long been regarded as a demon immortal, but he does not have the wild and bloody aura of ordinary monsters.

Ying Ying~, Kaka~, Chirp~,

Among the misty clouds, the beast ballad of You You came out, melodious and mournful, like an ancient hymn to pray to God, or like a farewell song before leaving home.

As if inspired by the song, Liu Kunsheng suddenly danced, and the cold mist was wrapped around his body by his huge force. Liu Kunsheng jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds, and the cold mist rolled around Liu Kunsheng's body, as if another thread was entangled in Liu Kunsheng's body.

White snake on the body.

After the cold mist was taken away by Liu Kunsheng, the scene in the city was finally revealed. On the ice flower, hundreds of immortals turned into prototypes, formed a circle in three circles, looked up to the sky, howled, and breathed out spiritual energy.

The cold fog turned into clouds in the sky, and under the guidance of Liu Kunsheng, it condensed into a sea of ​​clouds that covered the sky.

After the sea of ​​clouds formed, snowflakes fell in pitter-patter, snow fell on the top of Xuanshan Mountain, and the mountain ridges were dyed into a silver line. There was constant cold snow all around, the cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and the cold was so deep that even the undead would be frozen in the snow.

White above and black below, the new mountain range based on the Changbai Mountains has become the Blackfoot Snow Mountains.

Blackfoot Snow Mountain and the city on the top of the mountain slowly faded and finally disappeared.

Luo Fengtian lost a mountainous snowfield, but gained another layer of sky.

The second realm of Luofeng·Eight Cold Hells.

"He vomited blood."

Hu Xiuwu, who was sitting among the green flowers, watched the scene and sighed in a low voice.

Not long ago, Liu Kunsheng went to the Northeast Region to arrest souls. Liu Kunsheng discovered that the underworld has become formal and can assume the real functions of the underworld, instead of just hanging on to a name.

Liu Kunsheng knew that he could not delay it any longer. Nei Jingtian's tolerance for the illegally constructed facilities in Changbai Fairy Township was getting lower and lower day by day, and lightning and thunder were heard every day at the border of Fairy Township.

If things go on like this, either Xianxiang will be expelled from the inner scene, or it will be crushed into pieces by the inner scene and become its treasure.

Therefore, after Liu Kunsheng saw that the underworld was no longer the product of the Shangqing enclosure, he agreed to move Changbai Fairyland into Luofengtian and be loyal to Hu Xiuwu.

The Immortals are all veterans of the martial arts world, so they naturally understand the difference between sharing hardships and sharing joys and sorrows.

The Northeastern Fairy Family never takes advantage of others.

The immortals performed complex rituals to migrate to the Changbai Fairyland by their own abilities, sacrificed their own life energy and the century-old essence of the body, and created the snow-capped Blackfoot Snow Mountain, and then shattered half of the Changbai Fairyland. With the help of the Changbai Fairyland,

The strange rules of the township made Changbai Fairy Township another hell for Luo Fengtian.

If an external demon invades Luo Feng, it will only fall into the Eight Cold Hells. Fairyland will become Luo Feng's defensive pass. Only by conquering Fairyland can Luo Feng be invaded.

From now on, the Eastern Ghost Emperor Liu Kunsheng officially takes office, leading more than a hundred immortal families to control the Eight Cold Hells, govern Taozhi Mountain, and guard the gates of ghosts.

······

"Wow, uncle, what is this?"

Zhang Chulan put away the fire ganoderma and got close to Hu Xiuwu, but saw the city model that Hu Xiuwu had been playing with just now. It was covered with clouds and fog, and he seemed to see a snake faintly, stirring up the storm in the sea of ​​clouds.

Then the cold fog dissipated, and many wild beasts were seen howling at the moon, calling out a peaceful village like a paradise.

Zhang Chulan marveled: "Is this a village in the city?"

After dispersing the phantom on the table, Hu Xiuwu raised his head and looked at Zhang Chulan: "The business is done, and you are the only one left."

Zhang Chulan said sarcastically: "Uncle, you haven't asked me to do anything yet, so let me be mentally prepared first."

Hu Xiuwu comforted him and said, "It's okay. I just found a place for you to practice. It won't take long, only a year."

Zhang Chulan exclaimed: "One year is not long, and Nathan Island may be gone by then."

"Have you never heard that one year on earth is one day in heaven?"

Without waiting for Zhang Chulan to respond, Hu Xiuwu stretched out his hand and pushed, and Zhang Chulan fell backwards to the ground.

······

Zhang Chulan rolled up from the ground:

"Uncle, why did you hit me?"

"well?"

Hu Xiuwu was not seen, only Feng Baobao was sitting in front of him with his knees in his arms, looking at him.

He's back again!

Zhang Chulan looked around in shock, and when she saw Liu Dongtian's body and Lu Jin protecting them, she realized that she had been slapped back into the physical body by Hu Xiuwu.

Feng Baobao urged him to tell the situation: "What do you think? Has Hu Xiuwu agreed?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head and couldn't figure out the situation: "Uncle agreed to help. He said he would help me find a place for me to practice well?"

After saying that, Zhang Chulan realized that his right hand was actually holding a jade leaf. Before he could see what the leaf looked like.

The leaves shined brightly, summoning green branches from the void, trapping him in his waist, and trying to take him away.

Feng Baobao immediately drew out the dragon-fire sharp knife and was about to split the branches and rescue Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan stopped her quickly and understood immediately: "No, Sister Bao'er, I'm fine. This is the help my uncle gave me. Don't worry, I'll be back in a day? You can rest assured and wait for me here."

Feng Baobao obediently put down the knife and watched helplessly as Zhang Chulan was pulled into the void.

After experiencing the feeling of traveling through space again, Zhang Chulan was thrown to the destination by a green branch.

"What is this place?"

Zhang Chulan didn't recognize him at all. Where is he now?

There are high mountains, lush forests and bamboos, and a large community of Taoist temples. It feels a little familiar, but also a little strange.

"This is Xuanwu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion."

Suddenly someone behind Zhang Chulan introduced him. When Zhang Chulan turned around, he saw a young Taoist priest wearing a high crown, holding a folding fan, and wearing an exaggerated and gorgeous white Taoist robe that is only seen in games and animations.

The young Taoist priest bowed slightly and saluted, and then said with a smile: "On the order of Lord Yin, Zhang Zifan of the Tianshi Mansion came to greet the divine envoy."

Zhang Chulan was stunned: "Is this the Tianshi Mansion?"

When did the Tianshi Mansion move to Xuanwu Mountain?

······

After Zhang Chulan disappeared, Lu Jin asked Feng Baobao: "Feng Baobao, do you really believe that Zhang Chulan will be fine?"

Feng Baobao said: "Zhang Chulan will not lie to me. He will come back."

Lu Jin said: "You just believe him."

Feng Baobao turned his head, looked at Lu Jin with his clear and unwavering eyes, and said without any hesitation:

"I believe him."

Lu Jin smiled mockingly: "Feng Baobao, I'm not as good as you."

(End of chapter)