Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

The three thousand monks in the world of mortals were all in a daze.

The saint is afraid of this fellow Taoist?

What a joke.

This is a saint.

The number one saint in the wild.

How can you be afraid of whom?

After a brief silence.

Hongjun finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing in Zixiao Palace?"

The voice sounded completely smooth.

If it weren't for the cold sweat on his head, he couldn't hide it. www. Hongjun's performance in this wave can be scored full marks.

But even so.

It also shocked the three thousand Hongchen monks and almost jumped up.

Fog grass?

The sage called this guy a fellow Taoist?

What is his identity?

He is actually qualified to be called a sage friend?

Zhunti was sweating profusely like Hongjun at that time.

Can make a sage call friends, that is to say.

Is this also a saint?

Zhunti hid his hands in his Taoist robe, his nails had been completely dug into his flesh.

Only in this way.

He could control his trembling.

Long Ming smiled slightly.

"You are sanctified, let me congratulate you."

"not welcome?"

Hongjun shook his head quickly.

"Friend Daoist is joking."

"Zixiao Palace opens its gates for fellow Taoists at any time."

"It's just that now is the time to preach, fellow Daoist?"

Long Ming smiled playfully.

"Then I won't bother you."

Say it.

Turn away.

In the blink of an eye, he had already walked out of the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

Completely ignore all prohibitions here.

Xi and Changxi immediately followed suit.

Nuwa hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and followed.

Fu Xi who was standing around was shocked.

But he couldn't speak at all, and could only watch his sister leave.

Until the four of them all disappeared in the hall.

Hongjun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the three thousand monks in the world of mortals.

A bite.

A holy prestige swept across.

Blurred the memory of the three thousand monks in the world of mortals just now.

If it weren't for the existence of Long Ming, it would be absolutely true.

Hongjun wanted to delete the memory of Long Ming from the three thousand Hongchen monks.

But now I can only blur it out and deal with it.

The three thousand monks were confused for a moment.

Then stop paying attention to what happened before.

Only Tong Tian faintly felt that he seemed to have overlooked something.

But I couldn't remember it for a while.

Hongjun secretly let out a breath.

His eyes fell on the six who were seated again.

Then his eyes froze again.

strangeness.

Pindao should have a female disciple who is proficient in good fortune and will follow the way of good fortune in the future.

Pindao is such a big female disciple, why is it gone? .

Chapter 52 The evil star is gone, and the deity can finally start preaching. When Hongjun was in a daze, why did he lose a female disciple?

Long Ming has already walked out of Zixiao Palace with the three daughters.

All the way to the edge of the floating island.

Long Ming looked at Nuwa and smiled slightly.

"Looks like you've already made up your mind."

Nuwa smiled bitterly.

"Do I have a choice now?"

Long Ming nodded.

"can."

"I'll send you back now, kill Zhunti, and give you back his place."

"Let Hongjun accept you as a personal heir."

"Hongjun dare not not listen."

Nu Wa twitched the corners of her mouth.

She shook her head.

"If this is the case, then I will really lose everything."

talking.

She saluted Long Ming as a disciple.

"Nuwa sees Master."

In fact, Nu Wa's worship of Long Ming as her teacher was not just impulsive.

Instead, keep watching.

It doesn't matter if it's about Kunpeng.

It still ignored the saint's design in the corridor before.

After giving up the holy position, Nv Wa had already faintly felt that Long Ming was not easy.

But what really made Nu Wa make up her mind.

It wasn't that Hongjun saw Long Ming's expression.

It was after she gave up the futon.

Shocking discovery.

Free yourself from some kind of bondage.

Some inexplicable chain broke.

In the end, Nuwa felt that worshiping Longming was more promising than seeing Hongjun's appearance.

Rather, she didn't dare to sit back on the futon, and she didn't dare to stay in Zixiao Palace any longer.

So he had no choice but to follow Long Ming out.

After coming out.

There was only one choice for her.

Long Ming received the gift from Nuwa's disciple.

Smile.

"My teacher's name is Long Ming, the ancestor of the dragon family's dark dragon."

Nu Wa was stunned.

She has heard of Long Ming's name.

Knowing that the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation was stopped by Long Ming alone.

But what exactly did Long Ming do.

She doesn't know.

But he heard Long Ming's name.

Nuwa also felt more at ease.

After all, it is an existence that can stop the catastrophe with one hand.

Worship him as a teacher.

Also good.

At this time, Nuwa was still a newcomer.

Far from being influenced by the Immortal Dao of Slaying the Corpse later, and being caught between the human race and the monster race.

In the end, she had to become a cold-blooded and ruthless virgin who let the human race she created die.

The current Nuwa doesn't even have the idea of ​​becoming a saint.

Cultivating the Tao is the instinct of the prehistoric creatures at this time.

As for how far it has been repaired.

Nuwa is the same as the three thousand mortal monks in Zixiao Palace.

In fact, there is no accurate concept.

sanctified.

It actually happened after listening to Hongjun's first sermon.

Long Ming knew that Nuwa was still a little hesitant at this moment, so he didn't care.

He smiled.