Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 397
half a month later.

A cloud of misty black wind surged in and circled over the mountain before suddenly landing halfway up the mountain.

After the spiritual light dissipated, a nine-headed snake with a body of more than twenty feet tall appeared. The snake's head swayed wildly, exuding a fishy and unpleasant smell, and spread out in the wind.

Upon smelling such a stench, Situ Yao and other direct disciples of the God Transformation at the top of the mountain frowned.

"Xianghou, how long has it been since you took a shower?" Situ Yao asked, covering his nose.

Before the other party could respond, Ming Miao from the Colorful Peacock Clan shook her head and said, "This guy likes bathing, but he only does it in those fishy swamps."

As soon as he said this, monks Jin Zhibai, Xiaojin, Yun Chuan and other monks smiled.

And that Xiang Liu suddenly transformed into a young man with a handsome face and a bit of evil spirit.

I saw it leaping up, its body suddenly rising hundreds of feet, and then landed in front of several old friends.

However, as soon as Situ Yao and the other five monks saw it approaching, they hurriedly backed away: "Stop, don't come close."

Hearing this, the Prime Minister said with a look of displeasure on his face: "It's really tasteless. My master, this is body fragrance, not a bad smell! You will get used to it if you smell it more often."

"I can't get used to it, Yun is not a smelly person!" Yun Chuan shook his head repeatedly.

As soon as he said these words, a laugh came from the distance, and then the flowers all over the sky fell in profusion.

Ao Jun and other four beauties in white came from a distance carrying a white jade Tongxuan sedan.

"That guy Ao Cang is here, look at this scene, he is really narcissistic!" Situ Yao chuckled.

"There is no way, this boy is loved by Venerable Ao Heng so much that we can't compare to him!" Xiao Jin said slowly.

For a monk who transforms into gods, it is of little use if the disciples he accepts will only achieve ordinary Nascent Soul monks in the future.

After all, only those Nascent Soul Lords who can become great monks can have a glimpse of the possibility of becoming gods.

It's just that the lifespan of the monks who transform themselves into gods is extremely long, generally five or six thousand years. If they don't seek to ascend to the upper world and choose to use life extension techniques to survive, they can live for more than a thousand years.

The lifespan of the golden elixir monk is only a thousand and eight hundred years. If he dies midway, the master-disciple relationship between the two parties will be even more short-lived.

Therefore, every monk who transforms into gods will probably have more than one or two disciples.

While the monks were talking, the white jade Tongxuan sedan fell from the sky. Ao Jun opened the curtain, and Ao Cang bowed his head and walked out of the sedan.

Ao Cang waved his fan gently and said with a smile: "You guys are here very early!"

Then it glanced at the monks present, and after seeing Ming Miao, the smile on its face became even brighter.

"Sister Mingmiao, my brother misses you so much!" Ao Cang opened his arms, rushed over, hugged the golden elixir monk from the colorful peacock tribe, and buried his head in his chest.

"Little Ao Cang, you have grown up!" Ming Miao sneered.

"Little Ao Cang has grown up. Sister, do you want to see me again?" Ao Cang said inarticulately.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin and Yun Chuan who were nearby couldn't see it, so they stepped forward and pulled Ao Cang's arms from left to right.

However, the other party seemed to stick to Mingmiao like a piece of dog skin plaster.

"Master, please pay attention to your manners!" Ao Jun and other four maids came forward and advised softly.

"Little Ao Cang, be good, stop rubbing against me." Ming Miao said with a smile.

"Okay." Ao Cang reluctantly let go of his arms and stood up.

Then it shook it and said in a cold voice: "You two flat-haired beasts, don't touch me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Cang took off his cloak and changed into a clean one.

"Xiao Jin, I really want to beat him to death!" Yun Chuan said through gritted teeth.

"The film is made into a dragon!" Xiao Jin nodded and said.

Upon hearing this, Ao Cang smiled and said: "Aojun light a fire, I want to roast chicken wings!"

"I'm afraid of you, a loach!" Yun Chuan stretched out his hand, and a square-shaped halberd appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Xiao Jin, who was on the side, also offered a halberd.

Seeing this, Ao Cang transformed, and green scales appeared on his two arms. With a flash of inspiration, the dragon arms were equipped with a pair of spiritual treasures, Hao Hu and Hao Zhen.

Then, a layer of spiritual light spread like water waves, covering the blue-scaled dragon claws, and the spiritual light was flickering at the tips of the claws.

For a moment, the two sides were on a string, watching each other's every move.

Seeing this, Ming Miao flipped his hands and took out a feather fan, and advised in a slow voice: "Right now, the survivors of the Four Seas and the remnants of the Great Wilderness are spying in secret. You all need to take a step back and put them away first."

As soon as the words fell, the mountain breeze came together.

The next moment, many monks on the top of the mountain suddenly disappeared.

I saw two half-moon-shaped halberd lights, one on the left and one on the right, sweeping past Jin Zhibai's original location, but missed.

However, Mingmiao raised her head, holding the Five Elements Fan, and waved a roll of colorful rays of light into the air, sweeping away like a wave.

Jin Zhibai, who was in mid-air, had a thought in his mind, and eight glittering golden spiritual mirrors appeared around his body. Then, golden light condensed into mirrors, and appeared one after another.

In an instant, Jin Zhibai had already deployed the "Eight-Door Soul Locking Formation" around him.

As soon as this formation appeared, golden light bloomed, easily dissolving the colorful rays of light.

On the other side, the eight claws that suddenly flashed across cut Situ Yao into dozens of pieces.

However, there was not much joy on Ao Cang's face. He glanced at Situ Yao, who appeared not far away like a ghost, flicked his long tail behind him, and disappeared again.

During the fight between the two sides, the green and red auras flashed endlessly, and at the same time, more than a hundred phantoms appeared in various places.

Then came the sonorous sounds of metal and stone clashing.

And Mo Qilin, who was resting on the ground, suddenly appeared in front of Ao Jun and other four fake infant monks from the Jiaolong clan.

"Everyone, I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise..." Mo Cun said coldly.

Suddenly, the prime minister squatted on the ground and started writing with his hand. The top words were the three characters "human", "bird" and "jiao", and the bottom line was "Situ Yao", "Jin Zhibai", "Yun Chuan" and "Xiao Jin". , Mingmiao, Ao Cang, and further down, four circles are drawn, respectively writing the outcome of life and death.

"The market is open, come and place your bid! One spiritual stone is never too little, and a hundred spiritual treasures are never too many. As long as you dare to place the bet, I dare to take it! Come on, there is no such store after this village." The Prime Minister shouted loudly and spread his spiritual thoughts throughout a radius of seven to eight hundred miles.

As soon as he said this, a lazy voice came from hundreds of miles away: "I'll tie the knot with a low-grade spiritual stone."

The speaker who spoke this was a middle-aged monk who was lying on a huge rock. He slowly sat up, then put the pipe in his hand into his mouth, took a puff, and puffed out white smoke. "Aren't you guys annoying? You're disturbing people's dreams!" Suanyu touched his short beard on his upper lip and said impatiently.

"You are not human!" the Prime Minister laughed.

"Why, do you Xiangliu clan now think that the word 'human' is unique to the so-called Western Wilderness human clan? Since ancient times, those who were born with the heaven and earth in mind, regardless of their clan, as long as they are cultivators, can call themselves human. !" Suanyu said slowly.

As soon as he said this, in a large lake in the other direction, a black-scaled python poked its head out from under the lake, and water splashed down from the python's head.

"Xianghou, you are here to bluff and deceive again. You haven't compensated me for the three great medicines last time." Wutong from the Black Water Black Snake clan said coldly.

"Next time, next time!" the Prime Minister said hurriedly, without even blushing.

"What's the use of talking about this now, the human race has become a trend!" Suddenly there was another voice.

I saw a black dragon coming with lightning speed, and transformed into a burly man, standing in mid-air, holding down the formation for Ao Cang.

"Xianghou, I beat my younger brother to win, a late-stage golden elixir called Pengniao Golden Elixir." Ao Kai folded his hands in front of his chest and said calmly.

As soon as Situ Yao, who was originally at ease, noticed the arrival of this demon, he flicked his long red sleeve, and a red ribbon shot out from the sleeve.

Ao Cang crossed his arms, and after receiving this blow, his whole body flew backwards like a meteor, hitting a stone peak dozens of miles away, and fell deeply into it.

Rocks rolled down, breaking countless trees along the way.

And below, several people who were playing chess either picked up the wine jar or carried the chess table, and hurriedly dodged aside.

"Fight if you want, don't disturb us. Xuan Shen, take out that black man." Young Si Qiu of the Jintian clan said angrily.

"You are wrong." Xuan Shen put down the chess table, then clapped his hands, and saw the jade powder dispersed in the wind.

Upon seeing this, Shao Siqiu smashed the wine jar in his hand.

At this moment, Zhu You, a member of the Gaoxin clan with the blood of Zhu Rong, took the wine jar and said slowly: "Don't waste good wine! Brother Ji, drink to win!"

"Din Sheng! Brother You, want a drink?" Another young man wearing a water-patterned indigo cloak raised his glass and said with a smile.

This person is the Yu Jing family with Xuan Ming bloodline, named Ji Yuan.

"Alcohol can cause sexual incest. You use tea instead of a bar." A middle-aged monk picked up the teacup from the chess table and said slowly.

This last person is the Youdu clan with Houtu bloodline, named Youyuan.

On the other side, Situ Yao wrapped the red silk around his arms, floated it behind his back, and said slowly: "You all are in a relaxed mood! Do you want to come over and relax your muscles and bones together?"

"Goodbye, when I came here, the elders of the clan told me that we, the clan monks, would not cause too many disputes with you." Xuan Shen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Situ Yao flew into the air, looked level with Ao Kai, and said, "What about you!"

"Little brother, don't be shy!" Ao Kai shouted with a smile.

Then it twisted its neck, clenched its fists, and said to Situ Yao: "Ao Cang has only been practicing for 200 years, and he still lacks some skills. But I don't hit women, so you'd better take Brother Situ instead!"

As soon as he said these words, a green rainbow was seen shooting straight up from the stone peak where the rocks were rolling down.

"It's so nice! The beating makes me feel so good!" Ao Cang laughed loudly.

As he spoke, it transformed into the shape of a dragon-headed man, with a pair of green vertical pupils staring at Situ Yao in front of him.

Seeing this, Ao Kai said coldly: "Brother, you are still young and your body is not fully grown. Don't over-stimulate the Qinglong bloodline."

"I can't let my son receive a beating in vain, right?" Ao Cang said with a smile.

"The more I beat you, the happier you are, aren't you? Anyway, you usually receive more love from the elders!" Ao Kai said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Ao Cang hurriedly shouted: "Don't say such things!"

Just as the two sides were talking, more than a hundred miles away, Jin Zhibai, who had the three-headed demon Xiaojin, Yun Chuan, and Mingmiao alone, had already unfolded the "Eight Door Soul Locking Formation", and each piece of golden light was transformed into The spiritual pillar appeared out of thin air, and countless spiritual mirrors reflected each other in the sunlight.

And he himself stood in the formation, wearing gold-scaled armor, looking coldly at Xiao Jin, Yun Chuan, and Ming Miao who were surrounded by three parties, and asked in a deep voice: "Everyone, do you really want to tell the difference between life and death at this moment? Jin I will accompany you to the end!"

Hearing this, the Prime Minister shouted loudly: "Fight! Jin Zhibai is too arrogant. Xiao Jin, if I were you, I wouldn't be able to bear it!"

"Shut up, you idiot!" Xiao Jin replied.

At this moment, Suiyu, a middle-aged monk from the Suanni clan, came in the clouds, took out the pipe in his mouth, blew out the smoke and said, "Okay. Don't let the clan monks see the joke."

As soon as he said this, Xuan Shen said loudly: "You continue, we haven't seen anything."

At this moment, a bolt of lightning came from a distance.

When they sensed the arrival's presence, the monks from all sides who were still in a stalemate began to withdraw their troops, and the harmonious atmosphere suddenly returned.

Situ Yao and other monks gathered together with the clan monks and sat in a circle. They each took out their wine jars and started drinking with a smile.

After five or six breaths, the thunder finally arrived.

After the light dissipated, a bald, burly man with a bare upper body covered in blue and purple thunder patterns was revealed, with a look of excitement on his face.

But looking at the many fellow Taoists who were drinking, the big man scratched his bald head and asked suspiciously: "Why did you stop?"

"Fellow Daoist Kui Jin, could you be mistaken? I have been drinking since just now!" Ao Kai said with a grin.

Upon hearing this, Kui Jin frowned and said to himself, "That shouldn't be the case. Did I see it wrong?"

"Yes, you are wrong." Many monks said in unison.

Kui Jin flew down, walked to Ao Kai, grabbed Ao Cang's collar, and muttered: "Go away, or I will ask Kui Ao to come over and beat you again."

"Can it beat me now?" Ao Cang replied and sat aside, not seeing the same level as this Kui ox.

After all, they had acted very measuredly just now, but Kui Jin was different. Even in a sparring match, he was still fighting for his life!
In its words, "I just want to beat everyone to death, or be beaten to death by you!"

Previously, when he was in the Chang Yu Domain, Kui Heng, the God-Transforming Lord of the Kui tribe, was chased to the ends of the earth by six monks of the same rank from the Human, Jiaolong, and Suanni tribes. Even so, he was still alive and well, with all the cultivation skills he had cultivated. The Immortal Thunder God Body has also gone a step further.

The Kui people from top to bottom almost all have the same reckless temperament. To put it mildly, they are very wise and foolish.

Kui Jin sat down, put his arms around Ao Kai's neck, and said with a smile: "Brother, I have been looking for you for ten years since I arrived at Sihai Palace. Where have you gone?"

"Drink!" Ao Kai took out a jar of wine and handed it over.

Now it doesn't want to fight with the opponent, lest the monks present take advantage of it.

(End of this chapter)