Chapter 1230: The master of Gong Siyu turned out to be!

Chapter 1230 The master of Gong Siyu turned out to be!
Feng Long Jue.
It is a rectangular dark green jade pendant.
Gong Siyu took it and lowered his head. When he saw Fenglongjue, a golden nine-clawed dragon swam and soared in it vividly, and the phoenix eyes were shocked. Is this sealing a living nine-clawed golden dragon in the jade? how did you do that?
"You can play with this thing at will. If you really die, read the spell on Jade Jue silently. If you don't know the script of the Protoss, let Guier teach you. Then, the golden dragon will come out of the jade, and the old man will come to rescue him!"
"..."
The old man smiled and was in a good mood, and patted Gong Siyu on the shoulder, "Master, I will ask you for the sand of time!"
After the words fell for a moment, the old man turned into a stream of light across the sky and disappeared. In the huge sinkhole, only Lingyu and Gong Siyu were left.
Lingyulian walked gracefully to Gongsiyu's side and glanced at Yu Jue in his hand curiously. It's okay if you don't look at it. She said "Yeah", her beautiful eyes widened, "Disi, you Did you know that I found the treasure?"
"What?" Gong Siyu didn't know, Junmei's face was still gloomy, and he seemed a little unhappy because of his kowtow.
"Nine-clawed golden dragon! Legend has it that only in the Dragon Valley on the ninety-nine layer, one can be bred every ten thousand years. It is very precious, and my master also has one, but he doesn’t like gold, so he put that dragon The dragon scales were painted black with cuttlefish juice, and I suddenly wondered who this old man is, who can actually own this thing, and just give it away..."
"Do you like it?"
"I don't like dragons, I love my lotus." Lingsui shook his head, and then a thousand exhortations, "You have to collect this thing, it's too precious, I think when I go home, I have to embroider you The black purse, put it up, um, it will be safer and not easy to lose."
When Lingyu wondered how to embroider the purse...
I thought it would take a long time for the old man to find the quicksand, the of time.
Who knows, they haven't said a few words yet.
Two streams of light crossed the sky and fell over the tiankeng. The old man suddenly carried a large package wrapped in a rag robes, which appeared in the shape of a big sack, without a godly frame, like an old man strong and majestic. The handsome old man stuffed the big parcel into Gongsiyu's arms, and asked with a amiable smile: "A good disciple, is it enough? Master is not enough to decorate you? This broken sand will be your treasures, and I will wait. In my eyes, it can be used to make clay figurines to play with."
At the same time, behind the old man, there was an aura of fairy boy.
"The ancestor... Zong." Fairy boy paused strangely between the ancestor and the ancestor, "My family Zun Shen said, if it is not enough, I will take it again."
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The world is always so wonderful.
There will always be outrageous things that make people rigid, dumbfounded, and suspicious of life.
For example, the small amount of sand of time that Emperor Baimei sleeps with his arms around every day is a waste product in the eyes of this old man who calls himself the "Sanqing". For example, this old man resists a sack of sand of time for a few minutes. I tried my best to steal from Ninety-Nine Heaven, and I could only steal so much...
"Enough... Enough." Gong Siyu was shocked by the heavy hands, all the sand of time, "Thank you."
"Well, your child looks more clever than the five apprentices of the old man. The old man is very satisfied. Go ahead, don't you want to find Wutian in a hurry? The old man will not stay too much. I believe it is destined to meet!"
The old man patted Gong Siyu on the shoulder.
Linggui didn't hesitate, and used Mingzhu to open the passage of the courtyard of the capital of Hui Emperor.
Before leaving, she suddenly looked back and took a deep look at the old man, with gray hair, upside-down sword eyebrows, mighty domineering, righteousness, and Linghui was thinking about which deity the Sanqing was.
From the void to the human world.
At home, Bai Feiran took everyone out to purchase New Year goods and has not returned.
Lingyu and Gong Siyu were sitting on the sofa in the front hall near the main entrance and cuddling together. In front of their heels was the sack of sand of time brought back from the void.
Unexpectedly, I came back so soon.
I thought that there would be constant twists and turns, but the result was like a cutscene in the void.
The ancestor of Wutian didn't meet, but four strange old men and an old man who had to recognize Gong Siyu as his apprentice.
"Kui'er, still didn't remember who this Sanqing is?"
Gong Siyu took Ling Yu's shoulders and asked her to lean in his arms, wondering.
"Really there is no such a named Sanqing, and he also accepted five apprentices in one breath. He was famous in the prehistoric period? Those with weird reputations, such as Yuanzun, Laojun, Tianyantong, guide monk, wonderful method... …No such people have ever existed in the God Realm. Really, I have never heard the names of these people when I think about it. If I can get to know my master, I must be above the level of a god...
But she just has no impression.
"If you can resist a sack of sand of time in a short time, one thing is certain is that quicksand, the of time, either respects this person or fears him. You told me that the of time lives in the ninety. The of the Nine Heavens, the old man who can give him the sand for so long without hesitation...Kid, you think about it again?"
"Thinking about it!" Lingyu simply lay down, resting on Gong Siyu's legs, and closed his eyes to reminisce, "The old man has five apprentices. The old man has a nine-clawed golden dragon. The old man is in the void, and the old man can give We asked for a sack of Sand of Time, and the little boy called the old man to his ancestor."
"That's not right, it's the ancestor...Zong, the boy stopped very deliberately." Gong Siyu was as careful as a hair, and discovered the strangeness early in the morning.
"Oh, ancestor... ancestor?" Lingyu looked at the sky with both eyes, thinking divergent, "ancestor... ancestor... ancestor... ancestor?" Suddenly! Ling suspiciously thought of something terrible. He was shot from Gongsiyu's arms and sat up, grabbing his shirt, "It's the ancestor! Disi! Patriarch! There are two ancestors in the God Realm! There is nothing in charge of darkness. God, Hongjun is in charge of the light!"
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"Sanqing... The name of the ancestor Hongjun is Sanqing, Hongjun is just a title, but who is the ancestor? Who dares to call him Sanqing! They are all called ancestors, for a long time, no one knows. The real name of the ancestor, as well as his five weird apprentices, what Yuanzun! Is the Yuanshi Tianzun, Laojun? No, it is the Taishang Laojun, the sky is clear? I think the real name is Tongtian, the monk and the magic... …Receiving Taoist and Bodhi Taoist...now both of them are Buddha..."
Lingki paralyzed on the sofa, feeling like she was dreaming, she seemed happier than Gong Siyu.
"The old man you met in Disi is the ancestor Hongjun, and my master is also called the second ancestor of the gods... you know if you make a lot of money?"
Gong Siyu was still restrained and calm, so he only cared about one issue.
"Oh, then, being his apprentice, can I take you into my belly (belly) right now and wipe you out?"
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"I can't? I still can't touch you. The restriction will still be there. We still have to find your master. What's the use?"
Miyajiyu seemed unhappy at all.
(End of this chapter)