The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

When Hong Ergou didn't know, his parents reached a consensus.

Let Ergou continue!

Sitting on the small boat, Luo Hu coaxed Hong Ergou and said, "Your father will teach you how to calculate the sky, and I will teach you the art of defeating the enemy. From now on, your father and I will rely on you to support us."

Hong Ergou's joy disappeared, and he said in fear: "Father, Daddy, do you want me to raise you?"

He seemed...couldn't even support himself.

The white-haired boy's face crumpled into a ball.

Luo Hu smiled, "We don't need any treasures either. All the treasures belong to you. When you grow up, Hongjun and I only need a little filial piety from you."

Hong Ergou patted his chest and said, "No problem!"

Hongjun looked at Luo Hu speechlessly, and Luo Hu gave him a wink.

In order to motivate his son, Hongjun reluctantly said: "Ergou, although most of the treasures in the world have owners, there are still many unowned ones. If you can find them, you will not have to worry about having no treasures in the future. "

Hong Ergou was enlightened by his easy-to-understand words.

"Father, there are still many treasures?"

"Um……"

"Can I grab it?"

"No, you can only take those unowned items. Other treasures involve great karma."

"What is cause and effect?"

Hong Ergou once again had mosquito-repellent eyes, unable to understand what karma is.

This is the difference between the Chaos Demon God's cubs and the prehistoric cubs. Common sense that is familiar to the prehistoric creatures is like a bible for Hong Ergou, who is bleeding the Chaos Demon God's blood.

Chaos has no concept of time.

Chaos has no concept of space.

Chaos has no cause and effect, no karma, and no merit.

Hongjun tried his best to instill the knowledge of cause and effect into Ergou, but Hong Ergou was confused.Luo Hu took a deep breath, "Come on, we have to teach slowly."

The day when Er Gou comes to raise them is still far away.

Before that -

He believed that the resources they threw at Ergou would be difficult for Ergou to repay in his lifetime.However, in order to convince Ergou that their family was poor, Luo Hu would not reveal a word, but watched with a smile as Hong Ergou struggled on the poverty line.

Want to eat spirit fruit?I will tell you the place, if you want the treasure, I will tell you how to find it.

This is the educational policy formulated by him and Hongjun.

That night, in order to satisfy Hong Ergou's wish to go to the Dragon Palace, Luo Hu and Hong Jun took him to the depths of the sea.

The Mieshi Black Lotus got into the center of Luo Hu's eyebrows, causing the two dogs to look enviously in their small eyes. Luo Hu sighed decisively: "The Mieshi Black Lotus is just an ordinary innate spiritual treasure, and there are more acquired merits than it in this world." Supreme treasure, congenital treasure, chaos supreme treasure."

Mie Shi Hei Lian expressed dissatisfaction.

Although it is not as good as the top, it is definitely more than the bottom!

Luo Hu's divine thoughts communicated with it: "I'm here to raise a baby, so you just pretend."

Mie Shi Hei Lian thought of her own white lotus seed and agreed with his method.After all, the grade of white lotus seeds is not high, in order to prevent the owner's baby from dislike it, it is best to raise its value.

Look, the acquired Lingbao is also very good!

You must know that Hong Ergou has nothing in his hands, and the poor second generation has one!

After a while, they arrived near the Undersea Dragon Palace. The Dragon Palace is as luxurious as ever, showing the wealth of the ancestor dragons after plundering the prehistoric times. From a distance, the entire Dragon Palace stretches for kilometers, and it is cast with a dreamy brilliance under the reflection of the sea water.

Luo Hu hoped, "Luck has not weakened to the end, it seems that Zulong still has a trump card left."

As soon as he spoke, Hong Ergou asked, "What is luck?"

Luo Hu looked at him distressedly, "You'd better learn from Hongjun, I won't be able to make it clear for a while." He threw the education work to Hongjun, maybe he didn't have self-knowledge.

For many things, he relied on popular science novels, and the accuracy made him a little skeptical.Let him teach Ergou, and it is likely to teach him further crookedness.

Hongjun only said to Ergou: "Are you here to play, or to learn something?"

Hong Ergou imitated the clam shell next to him and shut his mouth.

As a chatterbox, Hongjun is also very good at controlling Ergou, a small talker.

Luo Hu has been here before, and he is familiar with the way if he wants to go in, but he brought Ergou here to increase his knowledge, so he and Hongjun went to visit Dragon Palace in a fair manner.

Hongjun handed the child to him, and his figure disappeared.

Hong Ergou, the fake clamshell, couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Father, why is Dad always hiding?"

Luo Hu said casually, "He can't see people."

Luo Hu didn't hear his son's question for a long while, and looked down at him suspiciously, only to find that Hong Ergou's eyes were full of worries about the future, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to say, "It's okay for our family to be poor, but my father is still dying of light." type."

Luo Hu suppressed a smile.

He hugged his worried son tightly and walked towards the dragon palace guards who were watching them vigilantly.

"The ancestor of the dragon, visit the Dragon Palace."

The light words fell and resounded through the Dragon Palace.

So many years have passed since the era of Zulong, there are people who have fallen into trouble, and there are people who give charcoal in the snow, but no one who has friendship with Zulong has appeared.

Luo Hu's statement really shocked this declining Dragon Palace.

In the depths of the Dragon Palace——

A nearly transparent phantom raised its head in the mud and opened its huge dragon pupils.

[Rahu? 】

When the owner of Dragon Palace hurried over, the kind smile froze on his face.Seeing Luo Hu, he said angrily: "What old friend of Zulong, it's clearly you, a vixen!"

Hong Ergou tilted his head, "What is a vixen?"

Luo Hu didn't feel ashamed and said, "It's a compliment to your father, I'm good-looking, I'm pretty."

Hong Ergou clapped his hands and agreed very much, "Father looks good."

The owner of Dragon Palace was so angry that his beard fluttered.

Shameless!

No matter how angry he was, he didn't lie to his ears, and he heard what Luo Hu said clearly.After Hong Huang heard the Taoism in Zixiao Palace, who didn't know that the man of the master of Mount Sumeru was the master of Zixiao Palace. This child is the son of Luo Hu, and must also be the son of Hongjun!

He could offend Luo Hu, but he couldn't offend the senior behind Luo Hu.

"Lord of Mount Sumeru, why are you here at the Dragon Palace?"

This Dragon King has a bad complexion, looks old and frail, and his cultivation level is impressively at the level of a Da Luo Jinxian!He is one of the dragon masters who survived the dragon and phoenix catastrophe.

Previously, the sons of the ancestor dragon competed for the position of Dragon King. He was not qualified to become the Dragon King, but when the most qualified Dragon King died, the competition between the dragon sons became extremely fierce. In order to preserve the inheritance of the Dragon Palace, he could only use the elder's Temporarily acting as the Dragon King.

"Why worry about a little thing in the past until now." Luo Hu gave him a coquettish glance, his eyes glowing softly in the sea water.

"Say your intentions!"

The Dragon King's teeth trembled when he received his glances.

Back then, it was this vixen who seduced Longzi, which caused Longzi's death. The turmoil in the Dragon Palace's struggle for power has become uncontrollable!

Luo Hu felt the chill coming from somewhere beside him, so he became a little more serious.

"I brought my son to visit your Dragon Palace—" he said in a drawn-out tone, out of the curiosity of the Dragon King, "the remnant soul of the ancestor dragon."

The Dragon King's face suddenly changed!

what!

Aren't their ancestors lost their souls?Where did the theory of the remnant soul come from?

The ground of the Dragon Palace began to shake, and the sea water sloshed. The people in the Dragon Palace couldn't stand still, and they said in shock, "What happened?"

In the ancestral land behind the Dragon Palace, a dragon chant came from this place that had been silent for many years.

The dragon chant is majestic and continuous.

Donghai Bafang was shocked, unable to bear Longwei's kneeling on the ground.

Zulong's phantom said, "Let them in."

The Dragon King recovered from his sluggishness, and was about to speak to Luo Hu, when he suddenly found that the two people, one big and one small, had stepped into the Dragon Palace in a fair manner, and ignored him at all.

Soon, several powerful spiritual thoughts appeared around the ancestral land.

The people of the Dragon Clan are watching.

Walking inside, Luo Hu said to Er Gou: "This is the Dragon Palace you want to see. Actually, there is nothing to see, except that there are a little more gold, silver, jewelry, and seafood. It is really not as beautiful as the Heavenly Court of Jiuchongtian. .”

When passing by a certain place, a maid leaned against the wall with frightened legs and feet, holding a plate full of vegetables in her hand, which smelled fragrant.

Hong Ergou grabbed the plate, and the plate flew over.

He didn't eat, and handed it to Luo Hu eagerly: "Father, you eat."

Luo Hu said calmly: "I'm tired of eating this kind of food, you can eat it by yourself." He watched Hong Ergou's mouth dripping with oil, and then wiped his little face.

The father and son crossed the Dragon Palace and disappeared into the ancestral formation that isolated the outside world.

The ancestral land of the dragon clan is buried with the people who sacrificed for the dragon clan in the past dynasties, and those who have made great contributions to the dragon clan are also eligible to be buried here.Zulong's bones are not here, but his nostalgia for the dragon clan made his remnant soul automatically fly here.

With his remnant soul and remnant thoughts, he guarded the fallen dragon clan after the catastrophe.

"Luo Hu, you're here again."

The phantom of Zulong was even more bleak than last time.

"My son wants to come to Dragon Palace, so I'll stop by to visit you." Luo Hu's usual stinging tone softened a bit, and he was still relatively gentle in front of his son.

Zu Long didn't take it seriously, and went to look at Hong Ergou in his arms, "Your son?"

Hong Ergou looked up at the huge dragon shadow.

"so big……"

"Haha, the old man's main body is of course big, but it's a pity that my strength is already out of ten, and the dragon body is not as strong as it used to be."

Long Ying changed, and there was a middle-aged man in a golden robe.

Zulong looked around, "Come out, I know you are here, just now I found a breath that makes my remaining soul icy cold."

Under his voice, Hongjun appeared.

"Zulong."

He looked at the other party a little strangely, not understanding how the other party noticed him.

Cold breath?

Zulong sat cross-legged, with his right hand resting on his knee, domineering and casual, "This kind of thing has nothing to do with realm or cultivation, it's just that he died under the calculations of the Dao of Heaven. No matter how I say it, I will have a certain reaction to the Dao of Heaven."

Luo Hu said curiously: "You can still transform into a human form? I remember that your strength is almost exhausted, and you should be dying soon."

Zu Long sneered, "Thanks to your Taoist companion!" He pointed to Hongjun who was itching with hatred: "I don't know whether to thank you or hate you. You talked about the Way of Ten Thousand Years, and I was forced to listen It’s been so long! It’s hard not to get strength!”

Hongjun: "..."

Blame me?

He, who has become the Taoist ancestor, glanced at it indifferently, "Listening to my preaching is your blessing."

Zu Long fell on his back angrily, "You are talking nonsense!"

Luo Hu laughed loudly, patted his son on the back and said, "Next time you have to listen to your father's sermon, it can bring the dead back to life."

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Zu Long: I'm going to be made alive by you.

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