Journey to the West: At the beginning, Li Er was mistaken for his father

The grain of merit and virtue in Li Xiudao's soul became more and more solid and perfect.

What surprised him was far more than that.

When the red hydrangea collided with the mysterious and yellow energy, a certain magic power in his body that had been dormant for a long time suddenly resonated.

Li Xiudao pointed his hand, and a red thread flew out.

Once the red hydrangea is hit, it will return to Nuwa's incarnation.

The red thread trembled slightly, stretched for an unknown length, and went straight into the red hydrangea.

The whole body of the hydrangea emits red light, trying to prevent the red thread from entering, but it can't.

I can only watch helplessly as the red line disappears into it.

The castration of the hydrangea stopped immediately, and it just stayed in the air like that.

Nuwa's avatar suddenly showed a strange look on her face, and she made continuous gestures with both hands, trying to recall the hydrangea.

like water off a duck's back.

Li Xiudao's heart moved, and he picked up the red thread with his backhand, and the Hinayana magic power poured into the hydrangea along the red thread without hesitation.

Without these changes, Li Xiudao would not have dared to act like this.

Although Hinayana magic is best at polluting other people's mana.

But the six holy incarnations were originally made by Wutian using Mahayana magic sacrifices.

It is too overwhelming to use Hinayana magic to deal with her.

But now, it's different.

The red hydrangea is a treasure of marriage merit and virtue, and it is naturally compatible with the red thread in Li Xiudao's hand.

In fact, this hydrangea is made of countless red threads.

The combination of the two has already overwhelmed Wutian's control over it.

With the influx of Li Xiudao's mana, the color of the hydrangea changed several times, from the original pink, first to black purple, and then to bright red.

In the end, when the two colors of blue and red were transformed back and forth, the shape of Yin Yang and Tai Chi appeared faintly.

Li Xiudao picked up the red thread with two middle fingers, stretched it straight, and tried to flick it with his right little finger.

Immediately, a strange invisible wave spread.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a prosperous place in the backyard of a mansion that was clearly in decline.

A girl suddenly looked up.

Obviously not in the age of cardamom, but with phoenix eyes and long quasi, there is a sense of majesty different from age in the brows.

If the Dragon King of the Four Seas were here, he would be shocked to find that the girl was emitting a real dragon breath that did not belong to her.

However, at this time, an inexplicable emotional change suddenly appeared in the girl's heart, which invaded her whole body, causing an indescribable numbness.

Changan.

Yang Jian and the Three Holy Mothers sat next to each other, connected with each other with magic power.

The lotus lantern hangs above the heads of the two, spreading infinite brilliance and blending into the bodies of the two.

With this help, Yang Jian's originally pale face recovered a bit of blood through practice.

Since he challenged Jin Chanzi, he would have to bear the Ten Great Ways of Killing in the Houtian at the cost of being injured at all.

Naturally, he had already planned to care about it.

Yang Chan and him are siblings by blood, and they have the precious lotus lantern in their hands.

With them here, Yang Jian's body and spirit would recover from the injuries he suffered in a short time.

"pity……"

Slowly practicing the brand-new mana he had cultivated after accepting the way of killing, Yang Jian secretly sighed.

After this love calamity, although Yang Chan's mana has become more refined, it has not returned to its peak state after all.

And the ruthlessness of the top ten killing methods in the day after tomorrow also slightly exceeded his expectations.

The recovery speed of the injury was much slower than he imagined.

In this way, it will take at least three or two years to fully recover.

On a normal day, this is nothing.

After all, he has been here for thousands of years.

But now, it is obvious that there will be a big change in the Three Realms that will not lose the Calamity of Conferred Gods.

Last time, the Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun suppressed the leader of Tongtian, and the three of them drew up the list of gods early.

Yang Jian is not on the list, so it is natural that there is destiny, and there will be no disadvantages.

But this time the situation is different. If you can't cultivate a higher level of mana before your arrival, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be suspected of falling.

This is also the fundamental reason why he would rather pay the price of being seriously injured than take Jin Chanzi's knife.

Just as Yang Jian was thinking to himself, Yuanshen became alert suddenly.

The Three Holy Mothers opposite him, although slightly weak but extremely smooth, suddenly became disordered, and their eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Even the lotus lantern connected with her soul was unstable for a while, the light flickered on and off.

The Qi and blood in Yang Jian's body were also surging like waves, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Third sister, what's wrong with you?"

Gritting his teeth tightly, suppressing the blood in his body, Yang Jian hurriedly used mana to help Yang Chan calm down.

With a long exhale, Yang Chan stretched her eyebrows, opened a pair of beautiful eyes lightly, pressed her heart lightly with her bare hands, and was also a little puzzled.

"I do not know either……"

Before the words finished, Yang Chan suddenly thought of something, and lightly waved the palm of her free hand, calling the Lotus Lantern into her hand.

The two stared at each other, and immediately discovered the clue.

The blue thread of evil spirit that was originally used as the wick was gradually restored after being tempered by Li Xiudao's human fire, and was absorbed by Yang Chan again.

Now, somehow, it is more powerful and concise than before.

only……

In the past, Liu Yanchang was the cause of this evil spirit, but now, Yang Chan tried to close his eyes.

I felt my heart was full, occupied by Li Xiudao's figure.

The same situation did not only happen in Datang.

The Far East Coast.

Silla, Jincheng.

A court meeting is underway.

Silla is located in a remote place, its culture is different, and it is not known how far behind the middle land.

No matter how many years it has been since Jianguo, there are still shadows of tribal discussions in it.

The majesty of the king is far inferior to the Middle-Earth Dynasty who promises everything.

At this moment, the young woman sitting on the throne and wearing the crown is deeply aware of this.

"Prince Chunqiu has already gone to Chang'an, yet the Lord of the Tang Dynasty still wants to take my king as his concubine. This is absolutely impossible!!!"

Silla is no less than ten thousand miles away from Chang'an, and there is a vast mist in between.

As for the road from land, it has to go through the feuds of Baekje and Goguryeo.

Originally, it was extremely difficult to go back and forth, but with the order of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, it was smooth sailing, and the envoy was sent back easily.

Right now, discussions are going on around this matter.

Of course, politics is far from being as simple as it seems.

Especially the process of the Silla king, Queen Seondeok's ascension to the throne, was full of undercurrents.

The one who is impassioned and upright at the moment, and who must say that he is a country, is actually the one who lost the battle at the beginning.

Their foundation is deep, even if Queen Seondeok is the winner, it is inconvenient to hunt down to the end.

She presented the letter of credence to Datang, pleading for the establishment of diplomatic relations.

Except for thinking about using the national power of the Tang Dynasty to annihilate Baekje and Goguryeo and unify the three Korean peninsulas.

It was also a plan to use this to suppress domestic opposition forces, but she did not expect Li Er to respond like this.

Borrow troops, yes.

But you have to be famous.