The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Yang Meisheng used spells to complete this step relentlessly. Whoever made him a "great virtuous person" of the Wu Clan needed to be trusted wholeheartedly by the Wu Clan.

The stone bowl was filled with milk, and it was the turn of the next question.

How to feed?

Zhu Rong looked at Yang Mei expectantly again, and said in his mouth: "I have thick hands and feet, and I always hurt that child. Boss Dijiang asked me to control my strength. I haven't learned yet..." He solemnly handed over the stone bowl In Yang Mei's hand, Zhu Rong's face was full of emotion, and he expressed his joy in words.

"Fellow Daoist Hollow is the best friend of our Wu Clan!"

"cough--"

Yang Mei coughed dryly, and wanted to smear his face with the mother's milk, helping you breastfeed is the best friend!

Why don't you die!

But under the same eager eyes of the baby, Yang Mei sat down stiffly holding the bowl, her honest and honest face twisted slightly.He squeezed his empty hand out of thin air, forming a spoon shape, then scooped up a little milky white milk with the spoon, and fed it to the little prince Changqin.

The young Changqin didn't drink it right away, but glanced at Zhu Rong with bright black eyes, Zhu Rong was still smirking.

So he faced the spoon and drank in small sips.

Yang Mei naturally saw this, secretly said that it was indeed Zhong Lingjunxiu's child, who knew how to guard against strangers at such a young age.But in the end it's pure, it depends on what's the use of Zhu Rong, if he wants to poison, Zhu Rong, a big fool, can't see the problem.

Having not eaten for a few days, Changqin, who is nominally still the prince of the Wu tribe, drank a little anxiously, and swallowed it down his throat regardless of the strong taste of the milk.

"Drink slowly."

Yang Mei subconsciously patted the baby's back so that the baby would not be choked.

Seeing that the baby likes to drink milk so much, Zhu Rong's eyes also showed a trace of guilt and guilt, as if he didn't care much about the baby, and he didn't even know that the baby needed milk.

Just like seeing the Little Golden Crow in Tanggu, Yang Mei also ran away after staying in the Wu Clan for a long time.It wasn't that he didn't want to stay and inquire about more information, but that Zhu Rong was dragging him completely, hoping that he would teach him the secrets of taking care of children, because he was too embarrassed to ask his fellow clansmen.

my day!

Yang Mei escaped from Mount Buzhou, lowered her head and sniffed her sleeves, which still smelled of milk.

He found a clean lake to take a bath to get rid of the smell, and then changed back into the appearance of a young man in green robes, walking towards Kunlun Mountain with an inscrutable expression on his face.

On Kunlun Mountain, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi received him.

Yang Mei was grinning, showing the carefree look of a young man, which slightly reduced my impression of him as an "old monster".But before Lao Tzu asked him why he came, Yang Mei asked as soon as he opened his mouth: "Where is Tong Tian? Why didn't you see him?"

Yuan Shi put the tea in front of him, and said coldly: "Tongtian is retreating."

Yang Mei looked at Lao Tzu, who stroked the white beard on his chin, smiled without saying a word.

"What a coincidence." Yang Mei said with interest, he had retreated before, and Luo Hu had retreated again, and now he has retreated all over the world. It seems that no one wants to touch the outside world.

Without Tongtian, Yang Mei didn't have the idea of ​​selling information, "I've seen Changqin, that kid was poorly raised by Zhu Rong, and he didn't even have milk to drink."

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi fell silent at the same time.

Yang Mei grinned at them, talking, this is the son of your third brother.

Yuan Shi's face was a little uncomfortable.

Lao Tzu sighed: "Did Teng Chang not take care of this child?"

Yang Mei picked up the teacup and explained with the clues obtained by the Wu Clan: "Zhu Rong has a high status in the Wu Clan. Zu Wu wanted to let that child develop a relationship with Zhu Rong, so naturally he would not let Teng Chang get involved too much, but Zhu Rong How could that rough man know how to raise children."

Arousing the worry of the two brothers a little, Yang Mei took a turn for the worse, "But I think Zhu Rong is a guy who knows his mistakes and can correct them. He is still sincere to Changqin. When Changqin grows up, Zhu Rong will take care of him." Much simpler."

Listening to his every word, Yuan Shi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lao Tzu realized this, and looked at his second brother amusedly, who said he didn't like that child before, and the third brother must never recognize the prince Changqin.

Duplicity, second brother.

Lao Tzu said: "Thank you, Senior Yang Mei, for the notification. Tong Tian is still in seclusion. When he comes out, I will inform him about it."

Yang Mei was skeptical about this, shrugged and said, "Since I've finished speaking, I'm leaving."

He put down the teacup, and disappeared in a flash of light.

After confirming that there was no trace of Yang Mei in Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Shi couldn't help but said, "This senior just wants to watch the fun, but luckily Tongtian is in retreat!"

Lao Tzu glanced at him lightly, and advised: "Don't talk nonsense. A monk at that level may perceive what you said in a single thought." He picked up the teacup that Yang Mei drank before, and rubbed it with his fingers Teacup, and the back end for Yuan Shi to see.

Yuan Shi was surprised.

It's just an ordinary jade teacup, but it's actually green and full of aura.You must know that Yang Mei didn't do anything, just drank a cup of tea in front of them!

In this way, the quality has been improved!

Lao Tzu softened his tone, "Our monks cultivate our body and mind, cultivate our mind and soul. We also hope to achieve the realm that the predecessors can achieve. Yuan Shi, although we have good roots, it does not mean that we are the strongest monks. You and The third brother must not have arrogance and extravagance."

Yuan Shi nodded heavily, "I see, brother."

Lao Tzu was very pleased, the second brother is better than the third brother, that is, he can listen to the words.

"Tongtian should be out of customs in the past few years. As a big brother, you can't be the same as Jialuluo from your grandfather's family, but you will be surpassed by your younger brother."

"Brother, we are all already Da Luo Jinxian." Yuan Shi was a little impatient with his preaching, "If you have the ability to reach the sky, break through Da Luo Jinxian and reach the realm of Grandpa, otherwise he will never try to surpass me!"

Putting down his cruel words, he returned to Kunlun Palace to practice in resentment, striving to stabilize Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation at the peak, and not giving Tongtian any chance to surpass himself.

Behind him, Lao Tzu rarely laughed.

Yang Mei wandered around Honghuang, and then went to the Phoenix Clan to meet Kong Xuan and Jialuluo. After a few months, he learned about the major events of the past hundred years, and finally returned obediently to his old nest of Mount Sumeru.The feeling of letting the wind out this time was great, Yang Mei changed her depression and returned to the mountain with a message from the two little ghosts.

When passing by the foot of the mountain, he suddenly asked Xiang Jieyin and Zhunti, "I found that you seem to have been sitting there for hundreds of years, how can you stay there? Aren't you going out for a walk?"

Jieying's expression seemed to be even more bitter.

In fact, he is not such a person who likes to practice...

Zhunti has a good relationship with Yang Mei, and quietly revealed: "The owner of the mountain said that there is a big opportunity waiting for us. If we leave, it will depend on luck."

Yang Mei had a strange expression on his face, "There is such a thing—" A flash of inspiration flashed by, and he murmured softly, "Luo Hu seems to be telling me to come back early, so don't waste time outside."

Zhunti said with a smile: "It seems that it is indeed a great opportunity."

With the cultivation of Shanzhu and Yang Mei, they both need to wait, so it doesn't matter if they wait for thousands of years.

"Anxin, you are all from Mount Sumeru, what good is it that I can't forget you." Yang Mei patted Zhunti on the shoulder, went up the mountain to meet Luo Hu, intending to ask about this matter carefully.As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he found that Rahu was not sitting on a chair, but sitting on a rock by the edge of the cliff, with his feet dangling in the air.

The wind on the cliff was strong, blowing Luo Hu's black hair wantonly, and his red clothes fluttering.

Quite artistic.

He swayed his legs, and there was a plate of grapes beside the rock, and he picked one up and put it in his mouth if he had nothing to do.

Sensing Yang Mei approaching, Luo Hu turned around with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "Zhu mentions this big mouth, and revealed the matter to you."

Yang Mei stood by the rock, blowing the cold wind with him, "What's the matter?"

Luo Hu reflexively went to see Sumeru Palace, and made sure that Hongjun didn't come out. Hongjun definitely didn't like him revealing the secret in advance, after all, Hongjun didn't trust Yang Mei enough.There was light in Yang Mei's eyes, and he needed to avoid Hongjun when he spoke, which was definitely not a trivial matter.

Luo Hu waved at Yang Mei, who leaned over.

He said: "This statement must not be redistributed, it is related to the holy throne."

Yang Mei's face flushed red, and her little heart jumped.This news was so shocking that no Chaos Demon God could deal with it calmly.

holy place!

The lord of the sage, transcending heaven and earth, immortal!

Luo Hu looked at him jokingly, put his hands on his shoulders, and pressed down to suppress the floating breath around Yang Mei, "You are too excited, it's not that you have never been a saint before, it's like it's the first time in the world Like."

Yang Mei's smile turned into a wry smile, "Don't make fun of me anymore, is there anything else you can reveal?"

Luo Hu insisted: "No more, you can practice with peace of mind."

Yang Mei's eyes widened, knowing this kind of news, how can he practice with peace of mind!

But Luo Hu smiled and waved his hands, looking disgusted by his presence, Yang Mei could only grit his teeth, and resisted going back to Sumeru Palace full of thoughts.Walking in the corridor, he bumped into Hongjun who came out, feeling guilty in his heart, and controlled his expression, "Luo Hu is outside."

"I know." Hongjun brushed past him, and the faint and mysterious aura dissipated.

Yang Mei took a deep breath, her hands under her sleeves were shaking, and a possibility came to her mind.

Heaven.

Hongjun wants to replace Tiandao to choose the saint!

Saints are already noble enough, so who can replace the way of heaven and choose who to be holy, isn't it still more noble than saints?

He used to think that Luo Hu was too condescending, and even the other party was frigid, just divorced and never changed a Taoist partner, but now it seems that Luo Hu's vision of picking men is so good that it couldn't be better!

The author has something to say: #818Spicy a prescient Luo Huda#

Luo Hu: Hehe, if he is not good, how could I be with him.

Yang Mei: OTZ asked me how to become a saint.

Luo Hu: It's still too late to please Hongjun.

Yang Mei: =mouth=

Hongjun: ...