Sanmian did not pay attention to his three younger brothers, but waved one arm lightly and pulled Taifeng up.
"Excuse me, General, please take these three useless guys back to the mountains and keep them under strict supervision."
"Just leave other things to me."
Tai Feng obviously understood San Mian's character very well, and was not surprised when he heard this, but bowed down and accepted the order.
"The general will obey the law!"
Malgui Jie wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.
Following the example of spies and ghosts, he lowered his head like a child ghost and returned to Mount Didang under the escort of Tai Feng and Yin soldiers.
After sending away these "people", Sanmian stretched out his one arm from the clouds and gently grabbed the earth.
The crack that had been torn apart by Malaria Ghost Jie immediately healed, as if it had never appeared before.
After completing all this, Sanmian looked at Hua Jiunan calmly.
"The years have passed by so quickly. Since my dear brother voluntarily shouldered the cause and effect of the Emperor's Tribulation, it has been five thousand years since you and I have seen each other."
"What a shame, what a shame!"
This sentence was like an enlightenment, and scenes of past events kept flashing in Hua Jiunan's memory.
It feels like we are always wearing a pair of foggy glasses.
At this moment, the glasses were suddenly wiped clean, and everything was revealed.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Hua Jiunan jumped into the air.
Chang Huaiyuan has always cooperated with him tacitly, and his true form appeared amidst the roars of dragons.
Carrying his little husband on his back, he flew to three faces and looked at Zhuan Xu's favorite prince at eye level.
Hua Jiunan took a deep breath and gently clasped his fists. M.
"It's difficult to see the emperor brother!"
"After a thousand years of separation, my dear brother, farewell and you are safe!"
Hearing that Hua Jiunan was willing to call him "Emperor Brother", a smile appeared on Sanmian Qigu's face for the first time.
"Thank you for your concern, my dear brother."
"Brother has always been sleeping between yin and yang, how can he be safe?"
"What a good brother..."
At this point, San Mian suddenly stopped and lowered his head to look at the ground with interest.
I saw the kind-hearted Xiao Wuxin taking advantage of him not paying attention, and was so busy that he was sweating:
The little short legs were flying back and forth, holding the bird on their head, and moved the "own people" who could not move or even think one by one into the pine trees and hid them.
If there were only a few big ones like the Immortal Family and Chen Daji, Wu Xin would have finished his "work" long ago.
But the number of rogue legions is really too much...
Realizing that his actions were discovered by others, he felt a little shy.
After hesitating for a while, he quickly put down the "Jie Liuzi" he was holding, blushed and saluted with his hands clasped in the sky.
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. The little monk has no intention of worshiping the great god."
"Great God Eternal!"
Here’s a special explanation. Saying “Great God Eternal” unintentionally is not a curse, nor is it a curse for Sanmian to die early.
A kind little guy would never say such vicious words.
Rather, we admire three aspects that run through the present, past, and future, and exist eternally.
This is also the realm that only a very few Buddhas can achieve according to legend.
Seeing three sides ignoring him, he just smiled. Xiao Wuxin became even more shy.
A pair of chubby hands grasped the corners of the clothes, as if they had nowhere to put them.
Seeing this, the smiles on Sanmian's faces became even stronger, and they no longer looked at Xiao Wuxin on the ground.
Instead, he looked at Chang Huaiyuan, then at the Hu family fairy on Hua Jiunan's shoulder, and spoke softly.
"The King of Ten Thousand Dragons blessed by the emperor's blood and enthroned by the royal family; started from one, established from three, formed from five, surpassed seven, reached nine... The five-blooded Tushan clan."
"It seems that Uncle Jiang has returned from his ancestral land and is now walking in the world..."
"Hey, dear brother, the love character of your lineage really makes me envious!"
As soon as Sanmian finished speaking, the ancient seal hanging on Hua Jiunan's waist burst into glory, forming an endless river behind him.
The sun and moon shine together on the river, reflecting the candlelight of the sun and the shadow of the moon.
Seeing this scene, San Mian was stunned. Then he put one arm across his chest and bowed with Hua Jiunan.
"My nephew has met the emperor's uncle three times. The emperor's uncle has lived forever!"
"good!"
Wang San's faint voice echoed between heaven and earth, and then all the visions slowly disappeared.
After a while, Sanmian slowly straightened up and spoke after a while of silence.
"Nine Difficulties, although we are both crown princes, your wisdom is no less than that of Jue Sheng."
"Tell me, why did you make such a big fuss this time?"
"Don't tell me, brother. I just want to teach my three incompetent brothers a lesson."
"They...hey, if I don't humble myself, they are not worthy of you going to war!"