Chapter 974: Wall painting (2)

Huang looked at Zhu Xiaolian with a different look, and nodded, "Your boy can, dare to reason with me?" Zhu Xiaolian immediately smiled flattered: "Teacher, we are not afraid of accidents on the road, you should always do well. , Tell us the truth. "
Huang taught them for a while. Although they did not call the teacher "Master", they also called Huang by their teacher. Huang Xiao waved his hand: "Go ahead, be vigilant and have unexpected surprises." The two couldn't find out, and had to follow Huang's instructions, carrying some salutes and walking along the mountain road.
Zhu Xiaolian and the two did not use light power to avoid indulgence, so as to avoid unforeseen circumstances. Huang watched the two men on the road and stepped out in one step. Their bodies stepped into a layer of water wall, and their shapes instantly fluctuated and disappeared.
"Toot, do you understand?" Huang ordered a few toots, and the red mango clam nodded and ran forward with a jump. A snow white ice silkworm is lying on Huang's shoulder, bringing a cool breath to Huang Shenzhou, just like bringing a personal range air conditioner. She used her two bright black eyes to watch Dudu leave, and comfortably changed her posture on Huang's shoulder.
There was a small temple in the chaotic world, and it was bouncing around, glancing at the temple in the distance, and hurriedly turned to leave. He didn't do anything, but this time he had stabbed the horse honeycomb, and a stout and fierce monk rushed out of the temple. He saw Dudu's eyes glared, and his eyes became round: "Where is the demon?"
At this time, Dudu and him were separated by hundreds of meters, and the small figure was hidden in stones and trees, but the monk could see him at a glance, and the cultivation was really awesome.
"Leave me." The monk seemed to be slow and fast, and he stepped over 100 meters in one step. He was about to come to Dudu. Dudu hurriedly escaped, making a loud "cuckoo" sound. His name was "Gugu", but he didn't know how to touch the string in the monk's mind, and the monk hummed: "Damn, where to go ?!"
Toot knows what's going on, and it's estimated to vomit blood: the leaders of the many beautiful women in the painting wall fairyland are called "aunts", and they still don't move the demon's mind. He "cooed" in front of him, screaming, almost hitting his face, not moving, shy, angry, and angry.
That's right, this monk actually has a head, and can make an action that is absolutely impossible for the monk to "rage the crown." Huang Fan understands that this is definitely a demon monk.
Without grasping it, although it was still far away from Dudu, the air between them kept solidifying. Seeing Dudu was imprisoned, a blue light split from the distant forest, and the blue light shook before Dudu. It seems to break a certain invisible barrier, and there are countless small cyclones in the air.
Dudu took this opportunity to rush to the rear. The monk stood still, frowned, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice: "It turned out to be a Daoist-reasoned monster? Hey, Daoyou, you sent your little demon to disturb, I'm afraid it's not good intentions."
Qingguang snapped in front of the monk, and a clear recitation came from the sky: "Hundred-year-old time is like quicksand, how can it be like a crane to enjoy the cloud Xia. Abandon the name and go away, the world will be my home everywhere!" Coming from the air, the aura of Daomen's profound strength moved from far to near, bringing powerful oppression, so that the immobile monk must not give up chasing and killing Dudu, and watched the figure shown in the sky alertly.
Huang Haha laughed, landed on the ground, and made a nervous beating. He turned into a little boy wearing a red bellyband in mid-air. He was about five or six years old. His hands and feet were pink and tender, and his face was smart and cute. He ran barefoot, but his feet did not touch the ground. He hid cleverly behind Huang, and said with a voice: "Master, this monk shouted and killed when he saw me."
Xiao Leng stayed briskly on her shoulders and turned into a little girl wearing a white dress and black leather shoes. She was also five or six years old, with a little baby fat face, full of childlike cuteness, no doubt it was A beauty blank. She has bright eyes, and her innocent gaze looks as if her heart will melt into it. She walked over to Tudu and laughed softly: "You must have broken someone's good deeds."
After learning and cultivating in several worlds, Dudu and Xiaoleng have mastered the main points of metamorphosis. They practiced on the moon, and they were full of aura in the living space. Huang also explained the truth of Xuanmen himself. Their cultivation conditions are much stronger than the monsters in the world of Liao Zhai. The foxes can all be transformed. The two of them are different in the world, and their luck and perception are far better than the foxes. They finally transformed smoothly during this time.
The image of the first metamorphosis determines the foundation of the future. Dudu and Xiao Lengxiu are profound. Huang then passes on the next chapter of "Cosmetic Cosmetology", which focuses on the control of metamorphosis. Both of them show a beautiful posture, Zhong Tiandi Lingxiu, more conducive to his luck. Most of the time the face value is justice, the two little demon orthodox cultivation, the temperament is pure, and the appearance is cute ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is definitely not evil. On the contrary, he does not move himself, unlike a good monk.
Huang snorted: "How can the master blame my boy for innocence? The two boys are practicing authentic Xuan Gong, but I don't know. They still call it a demon." This is the double standard that Buddhism and Taoism confess. How can a pet be a monster? Those are mounts, dharma protectors, boys. Only monsters who do not listen to the command are called demon.
Once the "monster" tag is marked, you can demolish the demon and remove the demon to replace the skywalk. The old monk had bad intentions, and he would be black and dull as soon as he came up, and Huang would naturally not be fooled.
Dudu twitched Huang Yijin: "Master, I think this talent is a demon! Didn't we see him last time, did he stew him to eat?" Xiao Leng also responded with crisp child voice: "Yeah , I also have an impression. "
Without thinking about the possibilities, I did not expect that there would be such a turning point of the gods: two boys talked hard, and there was no trace of it. Is n’t this nonsense? He has been "cultivating" here, is there a demon exactly like himself?
Xiao Leng sucked her lips and said to Dudu: "I remember his name is Zhu Gao, don't look at it's short and fat now, but the original shape is a thin bamboo pole."
Beating people without hitting faces, scolding people without telling short, Dudu and Xiao Leng have offended the immobility successively. Unmoving the smile on the vain surface, revealing the angry anger of the Ming King, the air behind him seemed to be distorted because of this: "Do you want to entertain the poor monk when Dao friends come here?"
Huang's hand was swung back, his big sleeves were raised, and Dudu and Xiaolen were taken back by him. Huang Leng said with a smile: "No, I came here to deal with you demon monk!"
As soon as Huang Xinnian moved, the sky and earth changed color at once, and the ripples between the two people appeared, spreading into the distant sky and earth. Without moving his face, he stepped out in one step, and a large hand covered with golden Buddha light grabbed Huang:
"Good thief!"
(End of this chapter)