Prehistoric Qinglian

() Eighty-six, Daxian’s image consultant

Qinglian felt that this pig was very interesting. From what he heard, it seemed that Zhen Yuanzi really shouldn’t look like this. Qinglian also knew that it was really hard to accept that Zhen Yuanzi looked like this, but he already looked like this and knew that Zhen Yuanzi shouldn’t look like this.

That's the problem.

This pig, this snow-white pig, does have a problem. The problem is big. He is indeed a pig, and his surname is Zhu. This surname Zhu is his father's surname in his previous life. He has no choice. This time, he has no choice.

He had to make a choice and became a complete pig, just as white and fat as in his previous life.

This pig was named Zhu Pang in his previous life, but this name was rarely used. People who knew him always called him Zhu Pang, which not only suited his name but also fit his body shape, so he continued to use it until he became numb.

, until he felt that the name was quite easy to pronounce.

In his previous life, Fat Zhu had an average family, neither a good student nor a junior. He had parents who cared about him, and he could live a life without much wealth. It can be said that he was a happy Fat Zhu. His grades were average, so he went to a third-rate university. He had not graduated from university, but once he was alone.

I raised some money and went on a trip to Wuyi Mountain with my dorm mate. After visiting a Taoist temple, I felt the urge to urinate, so I ran to the back of the Taoist temple to solve the problem. However, the day was dark and he was a little timid, so he trembled to solve the problem.

After that, I heard a thunder when I was rushing back, and then I arrived in the wilderness and became a glorious pig, a white and fat pig, and inherited my name Zhu Pang.

Zhu Pang's first feeling when he woke up was that he had become a spiritual beast, but unfortunately, he was a low-grade heaven and earth spiritual beast. Nowadays, he is the lowest-level existence. Even a prehistoric ferocious beast that has not yet developed its spiritual intelligence can regard him as food.

As a pig with a little cultivation method and no strength, of course he had to stay with other herbivores, survive in groups, and then just follow the crowd and start the migration journey. When he used to watch the animal world

He also knew that this migration was very dangerous, but if he did not migrate, there would be almost no way to survive. Zhu Pang resolutely followed him on the road, and he was also the most active one.

Migration is indeed dangerous. At least the few companions who set out at the beginning are now the only ones left. Animals kept joining in along the way, and some animals were lost along the way. Zhu Pang was finally injured, and his front leg...

He knew very clearly that this was his right front leg, definitely not his right hand. Being injured meant that he might become a disappeared animal. After Zhu Pang experienced a period of fear, he began to accept his fate. At least with his current strength, if he really encountered

It's dangerous and there's no way around it.

It's just that fate played another joke on him. A huge lion appeared in front of him. He thought he was in trouble, but unexpectedly, another child appeared, riding a big green gourd that he envied, wearing a small bellyband,

After wearing a small bracelet and feeding him something, his right front leg healed so quickly that he didn't even react.

Zhu Pang is a very grateful person. People have saved his life. At least he has to ask for their names. When he really becomes a big demon one day, he can be grateful to others. But he heard something that made him feel weird.

The name that made him collapse was "Zhen Yuanzi". Before, Zhu Pang thought he had traveled to the world of monsters and all he saw were animals, animals that could talk. Now he really collapsed; a child ran away

Go to him and say: "I am Zhen Yuanzi!"

Can he not collapse? This is very problematic information. If this Zhen Yuanzi is the Zhen Yuanzi he knows, then this place is a hundred times more dangerous than imagined. As a pig, he is destined to disappear in his previous life.

In the hands of the race. Just when he was thinking and talking nonsense, a voice from the side asked him about the image of Zhen Yuanzi in his mind.

Zhu Pang was a standard good boy in his previous life, at least in the opinion of his parents. When he was a child, his parents arranged to learn painting and he never let his parents down. He also developed some painting skills. Zhu Pang didn't know that Qinglian asked

He used the rules of the soul when he said this. Zhu Pang only knew that since you asked, of course I had to describe it. With his painting skills, he used his right front leg as a paintbrush and drew it like this.

Immortal style Taoist, three filters and long beard, holding a book in his hand, holding a fly whisk, dressed in the standard Zhen Yuanzi from Journey to the West, Qinglian couldn't see anything, and he knew it, except himself, who knew

Zhen Yuanzi has a book from the ground in his hand? It’s strange that there is nothing wrong with this pig.

"Yes! This image is good!" Qinglian didn't want to ask anymore, so as not to expose Zhu Pang. Qinglian also wanted him to make trouble for Honghuang. On the side, Zhen Yuanzi kept nodding after looking at it. Obviously, this image suited him very well.

As for aesthetics, I guess he will still work hard in this direction in the future.

"Uh!" At this time, Fatty Zhu noticed Qinglian. She was dressed in a green Taoist robe, and she couldn't tell what she looked like. She was riding a big golden lion. This image was so good. Fatty Zhu was stunned.

Qinglian didn't care about that and said directly: "Meeting you is also a chance. I have a fruit and a technique here. What do you choose?"

Zhu Pang was even more stunned after hearing this. Fortunately, he responded quickly: "Kung Fu!"

"You pig, don't you know you can choose between two?" Qinglian teased Zhu Pang, who hummed a few times, obviously feeling that he had done something stupid.

Qinglian pointed her index finger and passed down a technique that could directly lead to the perfection of Daluo Jinxian. Then she thought about it and took out a ginseng fruit and handed it to Zhu Pang.

Zhu Pang was really a little scared now. That child was really a master! Then he found that he was so happy that he could eat the legendary treasure. If he eats it, he can live for tens of thousands of years. There is nothing that Zhu Pang can do.

He refused and swallowed it in one gulp, almost exploding his body. Fortunately, Qinglian was present to dissolve him, cleanse his muscles and marrow, and improve his qualifications.

"What's your name? Well! You draw very well!" Zhen Yuanzi found the opportunity to interject. He had a good impression of Zhu Pang. The image of Zhen Yuanzi he painted fit the image in Zhen Yuanzi's mind so well.

It was tailor-made, and Zhen Yuanzi planned to use it directly in the future. Maybe he felt that he was taking advantage of Zhu Pang, so he also asked for his name. When he really became this image, he might as well go to Zhu Pang to show off.

"My name is Zhu Pang, this is Zhu." Zhu Pang said his name and also wrote down his surname.

"Yeah! Remember! We'll talk about it later!" Zhen Yuanzi originally wanted to ask Fat Zhu to come and play with him later, but when he thought about it, he didn't know where he lived, so he just said we'd talk about it later.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Qinglian directly waved her hand and sent Zhu Pang to the Eastern Wasteland. She found a safe mountain near the Kunlun Mountains for him to use as a dojo, and left a medium-grade spiritual treasure next to it - gold.

Brick. Seeing whether he could arouse the prehistoric situation in the future, as if he had done a trivial thing, Qinglian rode Xie Xun and took Zhen Yuanzi to start traveling again.