Such a familiar voice.
Zhenren Huanglong frowned slightly, as if he had heard this voice a long time ago.
For a while.
He can't remember.
but.
A sense of solemnity emerged in the heart of Master Huanglong. After all, he was one of the Twelve Immortals of the Xianjiao Sect. His strength and realm were real and there was no fakery at all.
Although he never won a game in his life, it ultimately came down to the fact that the opponents he chose were too strong, not that he was too weak.
But now.
The moment this voice appeared, he did not even sense the person's breath.
This means that the person who spoke is not weaker than him.
even.....
Maybe even stronger than him.
Think of this.
Zhenren Huanglong narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
Not far away.
A figure gradually became clearer from being blurry. Judging from its figure, it should be a woman.
"woman?"
Zhenren Huanglong was stunned.
Could it be that the Three Goddesses have come looking for me?
wrong.
The Three Goddesses are three people, not one person.
But in Huanglong Zhenren's impression, the only woman who is as powerful as him should be the Three Goddesses.
Zhenren Huanglong did not notice that after hearing this voice, the surprise in Naiheqiao's eyes was clearly visible.
"She's back."
"Meng Po."
Naihe Bridge looked up at the source of the sound.
There.
Meng Po's figure became clearer and clearer.
That’s not all.
At this moment, Meng Po no longer looked like an old and decadent woman. Her appearance had become extremely young and attractive. She was holding a long, ink-black pipe in her hand. As faint white smoke came out of Meng Po's red lips, she looked like an old smoker.
Seeing this.
Zhenren Huanglong still couldn't remember who it was.
"Who are you?"
Zhenren Huanglong tightly grasped the divine whip in his hand, feeling a slight uneasiness in his heart.
I don't know why.
His instinct told him to run.
If you don't run away, you might be in danger.
to be honest.
Zhenren Huanglong had no aversion to running away, nor did he feel ashamed. After all, he had run away when he was besieging Emperor Xin of the Human Empire.
All things are difficult at the beginning.
As long as you have the experience of running away the first time, running away when you encounter danger next time will become extremely comfortable.
But he wanted to know who this woman was.
Meng Po sneered: "Taoists are really forgetful."
"How about you think about it again? Besides the Yellow Springs Road and the Naihe Bridge, what else is there in the underworld?"
Meng Po reminded.
Hearing this.
Zhenren Huanglong actually thought about it.
Suddenly.
Huang Long Zhenren's expression changed: "Are you Meng Po?"
Zhenren Huanglong took a deep breath. He really had forgotten about Meng Po, because before coming here, Tianzun had not told him anything about Meng Po.
Huanglong Zhenren thought that Meng Po had already left the underworld, so he didn't take it to heart.
The facts prove it.
Meng Po did leave the underworld.
But I never expected it.
She actually came back again.
This is trouble.
Zhenren Huanglong's eyes flickered slightly. In terms of strength, Meng Po's strength is definitely on par with the Twelve Immortals of the Xianjiao.
Huanglong Zhenren is the last of the Twelve Immortals, so strictly speaking, Meng Po is a little more powerful than him.
but.
Master Huanglong was not very panicked.
He has a divine whip in his hand.
The Divine Whip is specifically designed to restrain beings at the immortal level. Even Meng Po cannot withstand the power of the Divine Whip.
Huang Long Zhenren regained his confidence and snorted coldly, "I obey the command of Heaven to eliminate all traces of the underworld. Meng Po, are you trying to stop me?"
"Tianzun?"
Meng Po sneered.
Next second.
Huang Long Zhenren was furious: "How dare you disrespect the Heavenly Lord?!"
The reason why Huanglong Zhenren was able to thrive in the Chan Sect was, firstly, due to his luck, and secondly, due to his absolute loyalty to his master. He could not stand others being disrespectful to the Heavenly Master.
With a "ba" sound.
Meng Po took a puff of her pipe.
Um.....
good!
It still tastes the same as it did back then.
immediately.
Meng Po looked at Master Huanglong with cold eyes: "Does your Tianzun still have the time to care about me now? He can hardly protect himself now."
Zhenren Huanglong pretended not to know.
Meng Po walked barefoot in the air and slowly towards Master Huanglong.
Seeing this.
Master Huanglong's eyes were extremely solemn.
He had never fought with Meng Po, but he had seen Meng Po take action. After so many years, he didn't know how much Meng Po's strength had increased.
"The Creation Monument should be broken."
Meng Po smiled strangely.
A moment.
Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on Master Huanglong's forehead, as if his biggest secret had been exposed, and his panic was clearly visible.
The Creation Stele is a common treasure of Taoism.
However, on this monument of creation, there are only three names engraved, which are the real names of the three celestial masters of the three Taoist religions.
I've said it before.
Before Lu Hen Ge, the imperial pen appeared twice.
The Ceremony of Conferring the Gods presided over by Jiang Ziya was the second appearance of the Imperial Pen in the long history. The first appearance of the Imperial Pen was when the true names of the three Heavenly Lords were engraved on the Monument of Creation.
The Creation Monument signifies the Emperor's approval of the Supreme Dao, and also of the Three Heavenly Lords.
Must admit.
The three Taoist celestial masters have all made great contributions to all living things.
After Nuwa repaired the sky, she was exhausted and had no extra energy to repair the world devastated by disasters.
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