One person transforms the gods into the heavens

"regret?"

"I spit out every breath and nail it, and I will never regret it!"

"But junior brother, the junior below is so noisy, it makes my hands itch, senior brother. You don't want to try my Five Thunder Methods, right?"

Facing Zhang Zhiwei's threat, Lu Chun seemed unmoved. Is he afraid of Zhang Zhiwei's threat?

Let them use their hands to see if they can beat me!

Zhang Zhiwei sighed when he saw this: "Oh, it seems that Pindao is going to give up his reputation today and default on his debt!"

"No, no, no, I said it's not okay?"

Lu Chun quickly apologized.

Due to the life-prolonging and healing effect of Lingyang peach, and the large number of apprentices in Longhu Mountain, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bruises, so there are very few peach fruits left in a year.

It is rare to have a few bottles of Lingyang peach wine in a year, especially the wine brewed from the mother tree. The taste is even more intoxicating. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is jade liquid and fine wine, not to mention that it is ten years old. Now there are only a few bottles left up and down Longhu Mountain. So it’s eighty-nine.

As for the older ones, Lu Chun had already drank them all, and not a single drop was left. Lu Chun tricked Zhang Zhiwei just to satisfy his appetite, which was quite interesting.

Zhang Zhiwei said righteously: "Tell me the whole story clearly!"

Even if you know that you are about to lose, you can't be blind. You don't even know how others are plotting against you.

"Brother, this is easy to say. Lin Yuanzhong, the head of the Shenxiao Sect, is not afraid that his grandson will become arrogant after absorbing the innate ancestor Lei Qi.

As the saying goes, jade cannot be used until it is polished, so he came to me specifically and asked me to send someone to polish it. I thought to myself, isn't the little fire god Hong Bin who is equally famous as him just right? "

"So you found Zitong girl and gave Hong Bin a spiritual light of faith, right!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"That's right, senior brother guessed it right!"

"It's just that what I didn't expect was that Hong Bin actually created the third prince of Honglian under the guidance of that brat Feng Ping. He probably wanted to see the devil boy come into the world!" Lu Chun guessed like this. .

"Humph, Fengping is the great god of the Three Tankai Society. When he brings up the Third Prince of Red Lotus, he may not want to absorb those floating beliefs. It's just that people's minds change. After all, the beliefs brought by this film and television drama will not last long and can only be used as It's a temporary solution." Zhang Zhiwei pointed out.

Lu Chun clapped his hands and applauded, saying yes again and again, and praised: "Senior brother is still very discerning. I just follow the trend. Some things will not be obeyed unless they are taught a lesson."

Anyway, Zhang Zhiwei suffered a loss, so it was nothing to compliment him with words. Did he really think that Lu Chun didn't know about these things?

"You, just be so petty. That's all. You can dig up those three jars of Lingyang peach wine in the medicine garden yourself."

"Okay! I'm going right now!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at his junior brother throwing down the chessboard and leaving happily, and couldn't help but shook his head: "I still fell into my junior brother's plan!"

He looked at the fight between Hong Bin and Lin Zixuan on the field, and it was obvious that Lin Zixuan was at a disadvantage.

The red lotus is like a flame, the flame is like a red lotus, it is like the red lotus fire of karma, and with the help of the true fire of Samadhi, the Kirin Burnt transformed by the innate ancestor Lei Qi is defeated continuously.

However, if Lin Zixuan uses the Lei Zu magic weapon to invite the thirty-six Kui Niu drums from the Wu Lei Courtyard of Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion, he might be able to win the game, but it is not guaranteed. After all, Hong Bin has two A respected god taught me that the magic weapon in my hand may not be as good as Lin Zixuan.

The Great God of Santan Haihui is famous for having many magic weapons. Who knows how many of them he will pass on to Hong Bin.

But it's a pity that these two have a stubborn temper. They are willing to lose without using magic weapons. They just want to win by relying on their own abilities. They are stubborn. Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and did not comment on their behavior. He had no objection to the use of magic weapons. He was not a stubborn old man who didn't know how to adapt.

It's just that the Golden Light Spell and Five Thunder Zhengfa are too powerful, so I haven't used them much.

Zhang Zhiwei clenched the fist in his hand, always feeling that something was missing. His three treasures were given to him by the Heavenly Master. It seemed that as Emperor Gouchen, his junior brother had never given him any spiritual treasures!

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly woke up, good guy, so many people have them, but he has been missed, and it’s his fault...

No, my wine! ! !

Let’s not mention the things above the clouds for now, let’s look at the arena at this time.

The third prince transformed by Hong Bin was covered in red lotus demonic fire mixed with overwhelming hatred and murderous intent. He was ferocious and bloodthirsty and would not burn anything. Even if it only sticks to a little bit, it would be very troublesome, and the skin and flesh could only be peeled off.

The fire-tipped spear is like a spiritual snake spitting flames, and the Hun Tian Ling is like a red dress, dancing with everything in the world, and creating a bright world!

What a great Third Prince Honglian!

Three years later, I was pregnant in six months, and the ugly time came. The house was filled with the fragrance of lotus. God gave me the appearance of killing for thousands of seven hundred calamities. The wheel of wind and fire boiled my blood. I was extremely arrogant. The fire of ignorance was mad. It burned up the dragon palace and the ocean before letting go. Gun in hand.

He was unparalleled in his life, walking on the wind and the sky, the red lotus was reborn, and the blood met each other. He carried a purple flame spear on his shoulder, the vicissitudes of life were written on his thick eyebrows, a drop of tear was hidden in the universe, and half of the book was filled with his heartache .

"Kill, kill, kill, hate, hate, hate!"

"Damn, this kid Hong Bin is obsessed with the distracting thoughts in his faith!" Lu Zhen saw the clues.

He couldn't help but quickly turned to look at Lu Zitong: "The poison of incense has caused the Taoist heart to become dusty. Is there any way?"

Lu Zitong shook his head: "You think of me as a father, so powerful, as long as you have it, the Dharmakaya of the Third Prince of Red Lotus is something he has to cultivate by himself. The red lotus karma fire burns away karma, just like the demon fire in his heart. Once you pass it, it's just an opportunity. From now on, your body and mind will be clear, and you will reach the sky in one step. If you can't survive it, your body will die and your path will disappear."

"Well, okay, if the sky falls, there will be taller people holding it up, so it won't be our turn anyway." Lu Zhen said helplessly.

Lu Zhen looked up at the sky, believing that his uncle should have noticed this.

However, at this time, Zhang Zhiwei was about to curse. No wonder the junior brother ran so fast. He had to take the blame for his feelings!

Now it seems that the outcome of the two is still unclear!

It's just that if Hong Bin wants to win, he must overcome the demonic thoughts in his heart. However, this matter is a bit hanging. If Lin Zixuan wants to win, he has to keep delaying and watch Hong Bin being boiled away by the demonic fire. .

The best result is to intervene and eliminate Hong Bin's evil thoughts.

Damn, you know how to cause trouble for yourself!

There is no winning or losing in this bet!

My three jars of Lingyang peach wine are really heartbreaking.

Lu Chun: You put it in my pocket and you still want to go back, no way!

In the end, Zhang Zhiwei took action and drove a "drop of water" into Hong Bin's forehead. There was no other way. Hong Bin was still young and it was impossible for him to survive it.

It can only be suppressed temporarily with the Pure Mind Mantra, and then continuously eradicated through self-cultivation.

Once the red lotus rises, it is all because of the desire for profit and wealth.

(End of this chapter)