After a bowl of dark soup was eaten, Guizu's face remained unchanged.

He took another bowl and stuffed it to the Styx: "Come on, let's do it!"

Fuck!

Are you really here?

Styx also felt numb when he looked at the decisive ghost ancestor.

[Fellow Taoist, you must have taken the wrong medicine, you are so confused!]

He quickly sent a message saying that it would be almost done after acting this way. Don’t be too immersed in the role. They are all the music gods who have been through the journey. Whoever fools whom!

The Ghost Ancestor blinked and approached the Styx.

[Listen to me, drink it quickly. After drinking this bowl of Zhuangxing Soup, let’s run away together!]

[This time Youmeng took down the demon god who practiced the same great way opposite, and his skills increased greatly. What would the soup he made next time look like!]

When Styx heard this, he was shocked.

[Okay, anyway, the ancient history has opened up in the other side of the universe, so why both of them go there to hide.]

【That's what it means!】

The two of them reached a unified consensus through their anger.

Styx picked up a bowl of soup, closed his eyes and raised his head to drink it.

“Uh~~”

Styx's eyes widened, and his trembling hands couldn't help but choke his throat.

Then he tilted his head and fainted.

The red lotus of karma protected his body and soared into the sky.

Guizu, who had been holding on for a long time, grinned at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately followed the footsteps of the Styx.

"Oh? Is it that hard to drink?"

Youmeng looked at the people who were so lucky and muttered twice.

She reached out to recall the remaining bowl of soup, stared at the bottom of the bowl and looked again and again, "It's no problem!"

After hesitating for a moment, Youmeng picked up the bowl, raised her neck and drank the soup.

"Oops!"

Youmeng's face suddenly changed, and her face twisted: "It seems that she really put the wrong material!"

A dizzy twist.

The stone bridge collapsed with a bang, and a stream of light went towards the depths of the chaos.

…………

The changes of the Styx people did not arouse the awareness of the gods at all.

Because everyone is not available now.

After a great battle, the sacred people have their own gains and losses.

The need for growth in Taoism is consolidated.

Those who die have already devoted themselves to the cycle of reincarnation.

Those who are injured need to be meditated and recuperated.

The immortal god who lost in this battle but was lucky enough to die did not lose his fighting spirit. Instead, he summed up his shortcomings in a high spirit and then corrected them decisively.

Different powers have different understandings of the same path.

And they are obviously not pedantic people who can become one of the Taoist masters and the world masters.

In the battle between gods and demons, the demons and gods who are similar to each other's great powers are learning from their opponents' strengths and weaknesses.

Hostile to each other, but not completely repulsive.

Have your own position, but maintain a heart for the Tao.

It is the same mentality of the demons and the sacred people on the battlefields of the two realms.

So, after the enemy retreated, the masters of the Dao Domain of the God and Demon battlefield were all in seclusion.

They constantly review the enemy's methods, learn from them, and confirm the way, while also preparing for the next battle.

And just as the battlefield of gods and demons fell into tranquility, Mingyu returned to Fengqi Mountain.

"Mingyu is back!"

"Mingyu is back!"

"Mingyu is back!"

The wild monsters in Fengqi Mountain jump or jump, running around and telling each other.

The group of fish in the lake have reproduced for many generations, but they are still bold.

They followed the memories in their bloodlines, leaped out of the water with waves, and shot water arrows into their blue shirts.

Was it ~~~

Water arrows flew into the air.

Mingyu waved her sleeves and took them away, and scolded: "It just happened to be stewed with these water!"

Hurry~~~

The lake was filled with waves and the fish fled one after another.

The speed of action was exactly the same as that of his ancestors!

"Master!"

On the island in the middle of the lake, Tianlu, who had closed his eyes and practiced, opened his eyes, and a surprise flashed in his expression.

He got up and came out of the pavilion and came to Mingyu's side.

At this time, Mingyu sat upright in the water pavilion, with a pot of tea and two cups.

He has a cup, his disciple has a cup.

"sit!"

Mingyu signaled that Tianlu took his seat leisurely.

"Chen, Xi, Ling'er, I've gone to the Wa Palace."

Although Tianlu knew that his master knew, he still spoke: "The great god has come and took them away."

Mingyu looked at the calm disciple and asked with a smile: "Why don't you follow me?"

Tianlu secretly glanced at Mingyu and replied in a low voice: "Disciple has done my fortune!"

Mingyu took a sip of tea and refused to comment.

"What did it count?"

"Qian Gua, Nine Five!"

Tianlu took out a piece of armor to reveal his hexagram.

His smile was very confident: "The flying dragon is in the sky, so it is better to meet the lord!"

"good!"

Mingyu nodded.

On the road of Tianyan, Tianlu has inherited Fuxi's mantra and has gone further and further.

"Since that's the case, I'll send you a ride!"

“Where to go?”

Tianlu asked this, but his eyes couldn't help but shine.

Mingyu rolled her eyes: "Another Moji, I will catch a fish from the lake."

Hurry~~

When he heard this, the entire lake was like boiling, and the fish rushed to jump out of the water.

【I, I, I!!】

【Mingyu, Mingyu, choose me, choose me quickly!】

These fish are really not afraid of things and are quite brave.

Tianlu made a comeback and took the "competitors" back into the lake.

Then, as if nothing happened, he smiled gently: "Master, let's go now!"
To be continued...