[Honghuang] Every time I go through calamities, I see Zulong hatching eggs

Calculating the time, they have stayed in West Kunlun for more than a year. If they really want to move in a big way, they will seem reluctant to some extent.

Seeing that Prisoner Niu and Yazi had a big fight over whose property the stone pillar they moved to serve as the goal should belong to, Xiaofeng lifted up the huge rough stone on the top of West Kunlun that he often dozed off on his stomach On the forehead, thinking of transporting it to the stars together.

Ji Wujiu didn't care about it at first, and let them quarrel, but he didn't realize that these shallow-sighted brats couldn't bear to see this, and couldn't bear to see that, so they packed their bags and moved the whole of West Kunlun. empty.

He looked around at the bare summit of West Kunlun, was silent for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "Is it necessary to toss such a big battle? It's not like you won't come back after you go. If you really don't want to be here, then set up Two residences, live here in winter to keep warm, and live in the stars to enjoy the cool in summer.”

Now that the capital is already in the trenches, it is natural to put on a show. Anyway, Tiandao will not check how many real estates the saints have like the Disciplinary Inspection Department.

Ji Wujiu has lived in West Kunlun with his family for so many years, in the minds of the prehistoric people, this place has long been the ashram of the Wujiu sage, even if they move their family away, no one will dare to move here nest of.

In later generations, West Kunlun should have been a gathering place for casual cultivators, but Ji Wujiu changed it to Honghuang Public Kindergarten. it's here.

Thinking of this, Ji Wujiu waved his hands and called Xiaofeng to him, and said softly: "Where is the eldest prince?"

Xiaofeng flapped his ears, and a fingernail-sized golden light spot drilled out from his right ear. When it fell to the ground, it turned into a half-grown boy in a golden embroidered robe.

The Golden Crow's juvenile period was already very long, the eldest prince's physical body was destroyed, and the primordial spirit grew even more slowly. At this rate, he would only be able to reach adulthood at the end of the catastrophe.

As soon as the eldest prince appeared, he saluted Ji Wujiu very respectfully, then turned his body sideways and hid the right side of his body behind Xiaofeng.

Back then, Hou Yi shot an arrow into his ribs from the right side, and the arrow pierced through half of his body and inserted into his left heart. Even the primordial spirit was damaged a lot, and half of his body was in an illusory state.

Since then, the eldest prince has been very insecure, and he is still very inferior. He is afraid that the saint will see the mottled cracks on his right side, and he looks timid, and he is no longer as arrogant as before.

Ji Wujiu didn't seem to notice his small movements, he looked ahead and said: "When your father and uncle passed away in the past, I collected a lot of their remaining flesh and blood, which can completely reshape your physical body."

Although it has been a long time since the Lich War, Ji Wujiu has not had time to take care of this matter, mainly because the heaven and earth reshuffled the cards after the calamity, and he has to be busy picking up leaks and forgetting about it for a while. up.

At this time, they are just idle and have nothing to do. It may take some time until Prison Niu and Yazi finish the battle and distribute the souvenirs. As the two of their mana cultivation levels rise, the fighting time will become longer and longer.

Ji Wujiu narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to touch the crown prince's forehead, the handsome young man turned into a small golden light spot again, he gathered it in the palm of his hand, took out the remaining flesh and blood belonging to Di Jun and Tai Yi, and poured mana into it. in.

It’s just that it’s too late, Ji Wujiu uprooted the fire-attribute innate spiritual root hibiscus planted in Xiaofeng’s residence, and compressed this huge sky tree that reached directly into the sky into a slender wooden stick that was eight feet long. The dry mass formed the shape of the limbs and the head, and after it was evoked with the breath of life, the spirit of the eldest prince was injected into it.

Ji Wujiu was quite satisfied, looked at the squirming lump, nodded and said: "Since then, there will be no eldest prince of the monster race. If you like, you can give yourself a new name."

Ji Wujiu himself is hopelessly incompetent in naming. He originally planned to ask Di Jun, the father, to give him a handsome name, but Di Jun has been battered by successive blows since the death of the tenth prince. , didn't care about this at all.

The lump of flesh and blood was silent for a long time, and murmured in an inaudible voice: "Wuji."

This name is quite connotative, Ji Wujiu sighed, and nodded his head to agree with the name.He now feels that it is a bit of a trick, he failed to develop pirated Monkey King and Jia Baoyu, but he has an extra Xibei product Zhang Wuji.

Ji Wujiu habitually wandered away for a while, but was woken up by the mocking wind poking his finger, turned his head to look at his third son, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Feng frequently gestured at the lump of flesh and blood, and asked nervously, "Why is he twisting all the time?"

Ji Wujiu looked at his paws, and sure enough, the lump of flesh and blood was twisting its buttocks and stretching its legs, doing clumsy stretching exercises.

Everything went very smoothly. The remnants belonging to Dijun and Taiyi were sincerely delighted that the blood of their relatives was about to be reborn, and they did not resist at all. The eldest prince, now he is called Wuji, and it is only time to fully integrate with them question.

Ji Wujiu said indifferently: "It will take some time to adapt to a new body, you should be more patient."

Xiaofeng watched him hesitate to speak several times, but finally said nothing. After waiting for several months, the light on the flesh and blood weakened, and Wuji, who was more condensed than the soul state, shook his already solid robe, facing He smiled.

Most of Xiaofeng's heart was relieved, he gave a friendly gesture and said softly, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Wuji stretched out his hand to grab his robe, and said with some regret, "It's a pity that I won't be able to drill into your ears in the future. I haven't used this body proficiently enough. It may take a long time to learn the transformation technique." .”

Xiao Feng shook his head, smiled again, and nodded.

Ji Wujiu tactfully turned his head away long ago, seeing that the prisoner and Yazi had already decided the winner, and Yazi was jumping and jumping on the prisoner's belly, seeing him looking over, stuck out his tongue, and crawled obediently down.

Boys should be free to raise them. Fighting and rowdy can actually promote brotherhood. Ji Wujiu didn't care. Not only did their fighting come to an end, but even the father and son of Lu Shu and Shi Qilin were cleaned up. , and made a gesture: "Let's go."

He wanted to leave as he said that, but felt that someone was trying to figure out where he was, so he quickly pinched his fingers and counted back, and said with a smile: "I said that it should be the day when old friends reunite, and now it has come true."

Coincidentally, Ji Wujiu took Zulong on a special trip to visit Wuzhuang Temple, and Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi had just left.Now he was struggling to move, but Zhen Yuanzi tried his best to figure out where he was.

It's just that Zhen Yuanzi was in a hurry when he made the calculations, and the two of them hadn't returned to Wuzhuang Temple to listen to the Taoist boys mentioning that they had gone to them, so it might be something important.

Ji Wujiu felt that this was wrong, and after further calculations, he found that Hong Yun was seriously injured, dying and in danger.At any rate, he could be regarded as his rare friend in the wilderness, Ji Wujiu frowned, and with a wave of his robe, he caught Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, who were thousands of miles away, to West Kunlun.

Zhen Yuanzi was sweating profusely. He was still praying next to the censer, but in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene changed, and an unspeakable force descended from the sky and grabbed him. Thinking of his cultivation at the peak of the quasi-sage, he was completely useless. The power of resistance was picked up like a chicken.

His first reaction was to protect the red cloud beside him. After he saw the thoughtful scene and Ji Wujiu nodding and smiling at him not far away, he breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed a little, and spoke respectfully to Ji Wujiu. Jiu knelt down in front of him, kowtowed and said, "Zhen Yuanzi, a junior of the last school, has seen the sage Wu Jiu, and begs the sage to help and save Hong Yun."

"You and I are of the same generation, so you don't have to be so polite." Ji Wujiu glanced at the corner of his eyes, and saw a fat boy in red with a face as pale as gold paper lying on the ground, his wound was obviously injured by a sharp weapon .

The existing sharp weapon for killing in the world, the god-killing spear that Luo Hu once used is in the hands of Ji Wujiu, and it is definitely not Tongtian who shot it.With the Jade Immortal Sword Formation and the cultivation of a saint, Hongyun was not seriously injured. He and Zhen Yuanzi had to confess to being there, not to mention killing the two little quasi-sage Tongtian without using the Jade Immortal Sword Formation at all.

Then it can only be the God of Death in Nether Blood Sea, while Ji Wujiu helped Hongyun heal with magic power, he talked to Zhen Yuanzi, "Why did you provoke the ancestor of Minghe?"

Patriarch Minghe carried a pair of lethal weapons, the Yuantu Sword and the Abi Sword, and Hong Yun was injured by these two swords.

Zhen Yuanzi saw that he was still in the mood to chat with him, so he knew that Ji Wujiu was [-]% sure to cure Hong Yun, and he relaxed, and said sincerely: "If it wasn't for the saint's help, the consequences would be disastrous. I, Zhen Yuan, Although my cultivation is superficial, I will definitely do my best to repay the great kindness of the saint."

Ji Wujiu smiled and said: "I was the one who saved him, why do you want you to sell yourself and your life to return my favor?"

Zhen Yuanzi didn't expect him to say that at all, he was stunned for a while, and murmured: "Really?"

Ji Wujiu didn't wait for him to figure it out, and continued: "Isn't he a fat man, how could he become a fat baby when he loses one yuan, and shrink back as he grows?"

Both are fat, middle-aged uncle and chubby milk doll are completely different concepts, although Ji Wujiu can feel that the souls of the two come from the same source, but the appearance changes too much.

Zhen Yuanzi replied with a bit of embarrassment: "He has grown up like this in the first place. It was because he was too traumatized that he couldn't maintain the changing Dharma appearance, so he recovered his original body."

Ji Wujiu didn't let him confuse the problem easily, and deliberately said sternly: "So, you still haven't explained clearly why he wants to become a fat uncle?"

"..." Zhen Yuanzi spread his hands helplessly, and replied, "Because Hong Yun thinks that the fat uncle's appearance is more friendly and more in line with his personality, but now this big-headed boy is too imposing, and he' The title of Red Cloud Patriarch' doesn't match at all."

——For such a shameful reason, he felt bad when he heard Hongyun say it outrightly and triumphantly, but he didn't expect that he would have to repeat it one day.

——You said why is this person so bad, you are a dignified saint, you can figure it out by yourself with a thought, if you have to ask him to talk about it, you are ashamed of yourself.