I descend into the world of heaven

Pink light soars into the sky. This kind of divine light can only be seen by cultivators and those who are born with a destiny.

In the Green Bull Temple, the Green Bull Spirit glanced at the direction of the pink light. He said quietly to Chen Shi: "It seems that another immortal has returned to his throne. Counting this one, he should be the fourth one."

People like Chen Chu, who had watched the plot, could basically guess who became an immortal. He didn't have much impression. However, the pangolin suddenly raised his head and said, "No, who among the Eight Immortals is it?"

Qingniu Jing didn't hide anything and said directly: "It's He Xiangu."

The pangolin was stunned for a moment, and the scene in the mountain not long ago when He Xiangu stopped him from catching the little ginseng essence appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but said: "Wow, this is so unfair. I have seen He Xiangu before. Her cultivation level is not that great. If she hadn't met a kind-hearted monster like me who doesn't want to harm anyone, she would have been eaten long ago.

It's so unfair. People can become immortals by just practicing for more than ten years, but we monsters can only transform into human beings after practicing for decades or hundreds of years. If we don't care for a thousand years, we will be given the power of a thousand-year-old monster. With his reputation, he might even attract a bunch of "righteous people" to come and crusade! "

The pangolin spoke loudly, did not avoid the pilgrims at all, and was a little excited.

An old lady who was nibbling peaches couldn't help but said: "I tell you, Master Chuanshan, you are so kind-hearted, let alone better than monsters, even among people, you are the best! No matter what happens in the future, as long as my old woman can still breathe and speak , I will definitely support you!”

Other pilgrims also echoed.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became heated.

The pangolin's hands were trembling, and his eyes were full of tears. His eyes paused on each pilgrim, wiped away his tears and said loudly: "I, the pangolin, will not let you down. As long as Qingniu Temple is still there, I will definitely work hard to solve everyone's troubles... "

The peaches in Qingniu Temple were quickly distributed.

There were only three bare trees left, which was strange to say. Hundreds of pilgrims came to the scene, and all of them happened to be empty. There were no more or less trees. This is not whether Qingniu or others are controlling the number of results, it is purely a coincidence...

Chen Chu looked at the impassioned pangolin and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, don't finish everything at once. There will be plenty of time to talk in the future."

The pangolin scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's all my fault for being too excited. Next time, say less, just say a few words..."

Seeing that he didn't have any consciousness at all, Chen Chu just felt angry and funny, and simply said: "Cultivation is also about cultivating the mind. Don't do this in the future. Go to the mountain and chop a hundred kilograms of dry firewood and come back. You can't use magic, you know?"

The pangolin drooped its head. It was a hundred pounds of firewood. It was very troublesome to do it manually. The main reason was the search process. It was useless to chop fresh branches...

Xiaoyaoju.

Han Zhongli shook his big fan and conjured a tea tray, a teapot and three teacups on the table. He conjured tea inside, poured three cups, kept one cup for himself, gave one cup to Tieguai Li, and left one cup. Serve it to Zhang Guolao.

He chuckled and said, "Guo Lao, thanks to the intercession of Guanyin Bodhisattva, you were able to get out of the heavenly prison so quickly. Never say such things in front of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother in the future."

Zhang Guolao looked at the tea in front of him and breathed a little quickly: "It's none of my business that the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother are stingy. If I had known they were so stingy, I definitely wouldn't have said anything.

In the prison, that bastard heavenly soldier whipped me with a whip. It really hurt me to death! "

Tieguai Li, who was sitting next to him, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but then swallowed his words.

Upon seeing this, Han Zhongli quickly changed the subject and said: "Guanyin Bodhisattva told me that she has transformed He Xiangu into an immortal. She is currently traveling. We are on our way to Xiaoyao Residence... Why don't we think about how to entertain her?"

Zhang Guolao stood up: "Whatever you guys, I'm going to take some time to relax..."

He said and disappeared.

Tieguai Li was a little confused and said: "If I remember correctly, Zhang Guolao and He Xiangu should know each other. Alas, how could it become like this..."

Han Zhongli picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp: "Do you think Zhang Guolao might have something wrong here?"

He glanced towards the door, pointed at his head, and spoke in a low voice.

Tieguai Li's eyes suddenly became sharp and he turned his head over: "So you feel the same way. I thought I was confused because I cared..."

Han Zhongli said: "I bet that before Zhang Guolao became an immortal, although he was greedy and fun-loving, he was definitely not so ignorant and talked nonsense."

Tieguai Li scratched his Mediterranean hairstyle: "But, Zhang Guo has basically stayed with us since he became an immortal, and he has no demonic aura about him. Where should we investigate this?"

When the two of them were still chatting, the door of Xiaoyaoju was pushed open, and a woman in pink clothes walked in. She was He Xiangu. She said with a smile: "Tieguai Li Han Zhongli, Xiangu is polite..."

In the mountain forest, a pangolin holds a sickle, eyes wide open, swinging from side to side, looking for dry branches.

He had just learned the experience of cutting wood quickly from a pilgrim from Huayang County who was professional in cutting wood, and was planning to practice it immediately...

At this time, a faint singing voice came from the mountain forest, humming and humming, but the lyrics could not be heard clearly.

Since Pangolin learned Taoism, he has begun to develop his own tastes and hobbies, and singing is one of them. When he heard the singing, he frowned and thought to himself: Just sing, what's the point of humming like this?

He planned not to care who came!

You have to teach him what singing is!

The humming voice was getting closer and closer.

After the pangolin saw it clearly, his eyes suddenly widened!

The person humming the song was actually Zhang Guolao, who was talking nonsense in the heavenly court and was imprisoned in the heavenly prison by the Jade Emperor! Why did he appear here?

When the singing stopped, Zhang Guolao also discovered the pangolin. His beard suddenly stood up and he said coldly: "Who did I think it was? It turns out to be a shabby monster, a pangolin..."

His tone was sinister.

The pangolin's anger suddenly aroused, and he pointed at Zhang Guolao's nose and cursed: "Are you worthy of the word immortal? Thief! Thief! You can still escape after being imprisoned in the sky prison. I think you are finished!"

Thief, thief?

Zhang Guolao suddenly slapped his hand on the fishing drum, his magic power surged, and he shouted angrily: "A monster is a monster, what qualifications do you have to accuse me! There is nothing I can do against you in heaven, and now you can't run away!"

His figure merged into the fishing drum, turning into a stream of light and shooting at the pangolin, full of murderous intent and overwhelming force!

The pangolin showed his steel spear and sneered: "You ate thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, and I also ate flat peaches. The only difference is that you don't have the immortal status. Let's see how much weight you have to keep your grandpa Pangolin!"

In the fishing drum, Mr. Zhang Guo was furious: "If a dog can't spit out ivory, let's see how I beat you to death..."

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