Chapter 1298 The situation has changed dramatically, and the future is unknown!
“Master, the three uncles are so kind.”
Stepping out of the Fire Cloud Cave, passing through the gate of dimensions, and arriving at the bank of the East China Sea from the residence of the Three Emperors, Nezha’s face was full of smiles. Said happily.
How are the Three Emperors?
Qin Yao laughed dumbly.
Judging from the status of the leader of the human race, the Three Emperors are indeed very good. They work hard and work tirelessly for the sake of the human race.
But this good thing is also their responsibility. Relying on the luck of the human race to become the three emperors of the human race, they enjoy the status and destiny of a saint, and they should dedicate themselves to the human race.
Otherwise, just be a king and go home and sell sweet potatoes...
As soon as Nezha met Sanhuangfu, the three emperors gave him a lot of things. What's the reason?
Do they think Nezha is worth cultivating?
Of course not, it's because he, the master, is valuable and has created value for them.
This is not to slander the Three Emperors, but Qin Yao is extremely clear-headed: He is a demon clan, and Nezha is a demon fetus. The reason why he is favored by the Three Emperors is not because the Three Emperors are good people.
However, as long as he has this sobriety, it doesn't matter if Nezha is a little confused. As a child, he will not be liked by his elders if he is too scheming.
In such a confused way, Nezha regards the Three Emperors as his real uncles. After getting along for a long time, some friendship will develop.
With the orthodox blessing of the Three Emperors, who would dare to call him a little monster in the future?
"The good thing about the Three Emperors is that you have to go to Huoyun Cave to kowtow and say hello during festivals in the future, rain or shine."
"Yes, Master, I have written it down." Nezha said nothing. said hesitantly.
Qin Yao nodded, pointed to Chentangguan below and said: "Go back and go to heaven with your father to be granted the title. Based on your performance in the Conferred Gods Battle, it's okay to say less. Being able to be granted the title of a great priest will be of endless use.”
“Master. What about you?" Nezha looked stunned and asked hurriedly: "Where are you going?"
Qin Yao breathed out softly and said: "A new calamity is brewing, and the teacher needs to be in the new calamity. Before exploding, cultivate the three flowers on the top to control the movement of the disaster.”
Nezha seemed to understand, and said: "Will so many immortals and gods die in the new tribulation like the Battle of the Gods?"
Qin Yao stretched out his hand and flicked his head, and laughed and cursed: "You are so stupid Why, so many questions? Let’s go!”
After that, he didn’t give Nezha time to respond, and turned into Changhong and left in an instant.
Looking at his retreating figure, Nezha said disappointedly: "We are leaving in such a hurry, and I haven't had time to say that I want to go with you..."
In his opinion, Chentangguan is too boring, but it is more interesting to follow the master.
Soon after.
A dimensional door appeared at the gate of Wuzhuang Temple. Qin Yao stepped out. After the sparks of the light door dissipated, he called out loudly: "Friend Qingfeng~~"
The next moment, a stream of clear air flew out from the courtyard and appeared like a breeze in front of Qin Yao.
"Fellow Daoist Shen..."
Qin Yao chuckled and asked: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever asked the Immortal? Can you achieve three flowers quickly?"
Qingfeng spread his hands and said: "No, the master is probably in heaven. One day in heaven and one year on earth. If he talks about Tao for eighty-one days, it will be eighty-one years on earth. So, we still have to wait."
Qin Yao was not disappointed either.
The monk can outrun... No, he can outrun the immortal but not the temple. The Wuzhuang Temple stands here, and I don’t believe that I can’t wait for him to come.
"Are you in a hurry, fellow Taoist? If you are not in a hurry, just come with me to watch and chat." Qingfeng sighed: "It is really boring for me to guard the Taoist temple alone."
"No. "Urgent, no rush." Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Let me tell you something interesting about becoming a god."
A long while.
Qin Yaozheng was talking to Qingfeng about the unlucky Jiang Ziya, when two light symbols suddenly flashed in front of his eyes:
[The plot of "The Legend of Wukong" has been loaded, and the world view has been integrated. 】
[Warning: Due to too much integration of world views, huge changes have occurred in the general trend of heaven, and the road ahead is unknown. 】
Qin Yao paused slightly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Hahahaha."
At this time, Qing Fengle slapped her thigh directly: "This Jiang Ziya is pitiful and funny at the same time. He gambled everything for the great cause of becoming a god, but in the end he didn't gain any god status, and in the end he had to be a human being. Illuminating, miserable, miserable, too miserable.”
Qin Yao: “…”
Sure enough, gloating over misfortunes is an innate ability of all living beings.
"Shen Daoyou, do you think Jiang Ziya is crying every day now? Or is he gritting his teeth and shouting thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, vowing to prove to Kunlun that they underestimated him? Someone Jiang." Just laughing, Qingfeng guessed.
Qin Yao shook his head: "I don't know whether he washed his face with tears, but he wanted to slap Kunlun in the face and prove that Kunlun was wrong. It is more difficult than him killing the Heavenly Palace and taking the Jade Emperor's seat."
< br> Qingfeng said with emotion: "Yes, the gap between the two sides is too high, so high that it makes people despair. Of course, the reality should also make him despair. As the Lord of the Gods, even the emperor has made several people, and he But not even right There are no nerve levels, and the gap can break the heart."
Qin Yao said quietly: "The worse is yet to come."
Qingfeng was surprised: "They are all so miserable. How could it be so miserable now?”
“Dao Zhang Jiang, don’t hesitate. With your wisdom, you should have thought that staying with the Divine Whip would be more of a disaster than a blessing for you. ”
Three hours ago.
Qidu Yingqiu.
Princess Longji, who was dressed in silver-white fairy armor and had her hair tied up, was sitting in the Qihou Palace, looking at the expressionless old man in white clothes and white hair in front of her by candlelight, and said softly.
The Marquis of Qi, who is ranked above the Five Marquises and Nine Uncles, and only below the Emperor Zhou in human power, holds a wooden whip tightly in his hand and murmurs: "This is the only treasure I have. Do you still want to take it away?"
Long Ji couldn't bear it, but remembering the Queen Mother's confession, he still hardened his heart: "It's not about taking it away, but really thinking about you.
If you don't have this treasure by your side, you can enjoy wealth and honor in the world. But if you have this treasure in your hand, demons will inevitably come one after another to steal or seize the treasure, which will disturb your peace.
After all, the one who has to beat the whip can command the gods, which will make countless demons crazy. "
Jiang Ziya said solemnly: "I am a disciple of Yuxu, what kind of monster dares to come and steal the treasure from me? "
Long Ji whispered: "Taoist Master, during the Battle of the Gods, were there not many disciples of the three religions who died? At that time, you were the one destined by fate. Even if you died, the Kunlun Saint would try his best to revive you, but what about now? The Conferment of Gods has ended. Does the result still make you unable to see clearly the essence of the sect? "
Jiang Ziya: "..."
Looking at his dim expression under the candlelight, Long Ji said again: "If you hand over the magic whip, heaven will ensure that you die a good life and enjoy a lifetime of wealth, and your Qi country will also become the overlord of the world in the future. This sincerity , isn’t it enough?”
Jiang Ziya said: “I want to live forever!”
Long Ji Said: "You will not fall into reincarnation after death. What is the difference between this and immortality?"
Jiang Ziya shook his head: "You know what I mean! I want to become a god in the flesh and live forever."
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“Alas.” Long Ji sighed: “Excuse me for being rude, but you don’t have this life.”
Jiang Ziya said angrily: "I am the person of destiny!!!"
Long Ji: "But... your moment of destiny has passed."
Jiang Ziya: "..."< br>
“Forget it, I won't embarrass you or force you to hand over the magic whip." Long Ji stood up and said, "But it won't be me next time."
Jiang Ziya sneered: "Let's see who dares to grab it!"
An hour later.
The white crane boy under the Antarctic Immortal Seat came to the Qihou Palace, bowed and said: "Greetings to Uncle Master." Jiang Ziya's mouth twitched: "Are you here to help me become an immortal?"
Baihe Boy shook his head: "Master asked me to ask a question."
"What words?" Jiang Ziya said coldly.
He felt that he had nothing to be afraid of. After all, it was Chanmen who was sorry for him first.
"Master asked, when did you plan to return the immortal rope you borrowed from Uncle Juliu Sun?" said the boy Baihe.
Jiang Ziya’s face froze and he was speechless.
White Crane Boy looked at the old man in front of him quietly, waiting for his answer.
After a long time.
Jiang Ziya raised the whip and said, "Take it away, take it away!!!"
The boy Baihe stepped forward slowly, took the whip with both hands, and then exited the huge palace step by step.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha!" After he left, Qi Hou laughed, his laughter was desolate and shrill, like the crow of a crow.
The White Crane boy turned a deaf ear to this. After exiting the palace, he handed the magic whip to Princess Longji who was waiting here, bowed and said: "Kunlun has done what he promised to heaven."
< br>Long Ji nodded: "From now on, as long as the Chanjiao Immortal who has become a god in the flesh is willing to enter the Heavenly Court, he will obtain a high position in the Heavenly Court."
"Thank you." The White Crane boy transformed into a huge white crane, flapped his wings slightly, and soared into the sky in an instant.
Long Ji held the divine whip tightly and thought: There is an undercurrent surging...
I thought that sealing the 365th Road of Righteous Gods would be the end of everything, but now It seems that this is not the case.
Wuzhuang Temple.
Ginseng Garden.
After listening to Qin Yao's guess, Qingfeng said with emotion: "Among the gods, he is the worst, right? He is not even as good as those defeated generals."
Qin Yao said: "The virtue is not enough, the ability is not enough It’s not enough. Even if you stand on the wind and fly up, you will eventually fall.”
Qingfeng winked: “Don’t you go and see him? The name is ready. Congratulations on his success. For the sake of the Marquis of Qi, one person is better than ten thousand people."
Qin Yao laughed and said: "I'm afraid that if I go with this reason, I'll piss him off that day. Forget it, wait for him a hundred years later. I just went to his grave to toast him with a glass of wine.
Along the way, my relationship with him has been constantly changing. The sky is constantly changing, and so are people. In the end, it is probably the deceased who is the most important. .”
"Qingfeng Fairy Boy, Qingfeng Fairy Boy..." Just when Qingfeng was amused by the words "The deceased is the greatest," bursts of anxious calls suddenly sounded outside the manor.
Qingfeng frowned slightly and suppressed his smile: "Fellow Daoist Shen, wait a moment, I'll go ask what's going on."
"Let's go together." Qin Yao said: "If there is anything. Please, I can help.”
Shao Qing.
The two immortals flew up at the same time and turned into a rainbow and appeared in front of Wuzhuang Temple.
"Fairy boy Qingfeng."
At the doorstep, an old Taoist saw Qingfeng's figure and said quickly: "Fairy boy please follow me to Qinghe Village quickly. There is an evil dragon at work in the village, bullying men and dominating women... ..."
"Evil dragon?" Qin Yao's face changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he already had a bad feeling.
Qingfeng nodded, and a fairy cloud rose under his feet: "Come up, I will take you back to Qinghe Village."
"Yes." The old Taoist quickly shrunk to an inch, and in an instant he climbed onto the fairy cloud.
A golden cloud also condensed under Qin Yao's feet, and rose into the sky together: "Qingfeng, don't you need to activate the defensive array of Wuzhuangguan?"
Qingfeng smiled: "No, no one dares to come. Wuzhuang Temple steals things..."
During the conversation, two fairy clouds flashed across the sky, and they were getting further and further away from Wuzhuang Temple.
"Fairy boy, after destroying the evil dragon, can you leave the dragon corpse to the poor Taoist?" On the white clouds, the old Taoist priest rubbed his hands.
Sensing his greed, Qingfeng felt unhappy and said lightly: "In Wuzhuang Temple, you can just call me Xiantong. When you leave Wuzhuang Temple, what should you call me?"
The old Taoist priest was slightly startled. Looking at the expressionless immortal, a chill came over his heart: "Great Immortal Qingfeng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's the poor Taoist Meng Lang."
Qingfeng looked calm: "My master is a great immortal, and I am also a great immortal?"
The old Taoist priest was frightened, his thoughts were racing, and he stretched out his hand to slap his mouth: "I made a mistake again, it should be beaten, it should be beaten, ancestor, you don't remember the villain's fault, will you bypass me this time?"< br>
"Do you still want the evil dragon body?" Qingfeng asked.
The old Taoist priest waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, how can I, a monk who has not yet achieved immortality, covet the body of a dragon..."
Seeing Qingfeng beating the greedy old Taoist priest, Qin Yao's expression gradually became weird.
Qingfeng is the words of the ancestor.
What about Mingyue?
Ming Yue Immortal Lord?
While the three of them were having their own thoughts, two fairy clouds came one after another over a village.
Then, Qingfeng flipped his hands and summoned a fairy sword that shone with a faint azure light, and landed on the cloud head first.
"This way, here..."
After landing, the old Taoist priest continued to lead the way, and soon he led the two immortals to a courtyard decorated with lights.
Looking around, I saw many people sitting around tables with heavy faces. At the door of the hall, an old couple sat stiffly on chairs. In front of them was a newlywed couple who were worshiping.
“Where is the demon dragon?”
Qingfeng strode into the courtyard, stared at the groom, and shouted sternly.
The groom, who was wearing a big red robe and a groom's hat, turned around and looked. The first thing he saw was the breeze. He subconsciously wanted to yell and scold, and then he saw Qin Yao walking into the courtyard after him. , his eyes suddenly turned into bells, and the tea cup he was holding fell to the ground with a bang, which frightened all the guests in the courtyard.
Qingfeng followed the groom's eyes and looked at Qin Yao, and immediately asked: "Do you... know each other?"
Qin Yao sighed: "I hope not."
However, the moment Qingfeng turned his head, the groom knelt down towards Qin Yao: "Greetings to the Immortal!"
Qin Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "It seems that we know each other."
Qingfeng pursed his lips, turned around and moved away: "In that case, let you handle it."
Qin Yao sighed and said to the groom: "Where From Yihai?"
The groom swallowed nervously, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Reporting to the Immortal, Xiaolong is from the North Sea Dragon Clan."
"The North Sea Dragon Clan... It's time to make a career." Qin Yao said in a low voice.
The groom was so frightened that he almost peed. He kowtowed hurriedly, and his forehead soon made a pothole in the ground.
This scene deeply shocked all the guests in the courtyard, including the old Taoist who went to Wuzhuang to watch and ask for help...