Chiryuu is not seriously injured, and his injuries have begun to gradually heal.
Seeing the red dragon jumping around, Ye Qingyun let go of his last worry.
He can now accept the dragon egg with peace of mind.
After this treatment, the Dragon Sword Master's attitude towards Ye Qingyun became more and more respectful.
Moreover, he also apologized to Ye Qingyun for his momentary lapse just now and apologized several times.
This made Ye Qingyun feel a little embarrassed.
Ye Qingyun naturally wouldn't take it to heart.
But the Dragon Sword Master was still a little uneasy.
He silently told himself in his heart that this Patriarch Tiezhu was most likely from the same background as Zhen Yuanzi.
With such a being, neither I nor the Anti-Immortal Alliance can offend this person.
Just as Sheng Xiaozi said, if you offend this great god, unimaginable disaster will probably happen.
Therefore, the Master of Yulong Sword also gave extremely serious instructions to his subordinates in private.
Absolutely no offense!
When you see Ye Qingyun, you must be respectful!
The people under his command were naturally puzzled by the Dragon Sword Master's cautious and even humble attitude.
But they didn't dare to say anything, they could only obey the order.
Another day passed.
Ye Qingyun handed the two newly acquired immortal masks to Chen Jinbei and asked him to go to Shuiyue Sect and give the two immortal masks to Huikong.
By the way, Chen Jinbei was also asked to bring back the Senluo Ancient Seal sent by the Holy Infant King to the Shuiyue Sect.
to be honest.
Just let Chen Jinbei do the errands.
Ye Qingyun will definitely not do such troublesome things personally. It is too troublesome to fly back and forth.
Chen Jinbei has nothing to do anyway, so there is nothing wrong with running errands.
Moreover, Chen Jinbei himself was very happy and felt that it was a great honor for him to serve Ye Qingyun.
Ever since.
Chen Jinbei left the main altar with two masks of the Immortal Envoy and headed towards Qiandao Prefecture cautiously.
the other side.
Outside the Shuiyue Sect.
A young man with red lips and white teeth came here.
It is the Holy Infant King, the son of the Iron Fan Immortal and the Great Sage Pingtian Bull Demon.
"Amitabha, the holy infant benefactor, you are well."
Huikong clasped his hands together and saluted the Holy Infant King with a smile.
"Hello, monk, my mother asked me to deliver something."
The Holy Infant King was quite polite and imitated Huikong's example, clasping his hands in return.
When Huikong saw this, he couldn't help but be startled, a trace of surprise and joy flashed in his eyes.
"This holy infant benefactor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and his bones seem to have innate Buddha nature."
Huikong said secretly in his heart.
"It seems that the Holy Son has discovered the innate Buddha nature of the Holy Infant Donor last time, so he made such an arrangement."
"Amitabha, the Holy Son is indeed the Holy Son. I want the young monk to enlighten the Holy Infant Donor and let him join the Buddhist sect."
"The Holy Son has worked so hard, how can the little monk let him down?"
"It is necessary to let this holy infant benefactor feel the mystery of Buddhism and let him have Buddha in his heart."
King Shengying looked at Huikong with a puzzled face, wondering why the monk was standing there without saying anything.
Still have a strange smile on your face?
It looks quite permeable.
"Great monk? Great monk?"
The Holy Infant King stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Huikong.
Only then did Huikong regain his composure.
"Amitabha, the young monk has lost his temper."
The Holy Infant King didn't care and took out a dark ancient seal from his storage bag.
"This is what my mother asked me to send. Now I give it to you."
Huikong carefully inspected the Senluo Ancient Seal, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he put it in his pocket.
"And this, my mother asked me to send it here."
The Holy Infant King took out another item from the storage bag.
It's a mask.
"Could it be the Immortal Mask?"
Huikong couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
This mask is covered in silver, as crystal clear as ice and snow, and the shape of the mask is like a ferocious wolf.
Huikong took the mask and tried to put it on his face.
really.
The mask has the power of resistance and is exactly the same as the fairy mask I have seen before.
"It's really a fairy mask!"
Huikong was overjoyed.
"My mother said, this is to thank you for removing the restrictions on me."
The Holy Infant King continued to count.
"Has the restriction on the donor been lifted?"
"Hmm, my mother used the big bone that Patriarch Tiezhu gave me last time to make soup after she returned home. After drinking it three times, the restrictions on me were lifted."
Speaking of this, the Holy Infant King also looked happy.
"Besides, I have grown taller and will soon break through to the Taiyi realm."
"congratulations!"
Huikong was also sincerely happy for the Holy Infant King.
"So my mother also said that from now on, the Three Seas of Chaos and the Shuiyue Sect will be allies. If they are called upon, the monsters in the Three Seas of Chaos will not risk their lives, but they will try their best to help."
Huikong nodded and bowed to the Holy Infant King.
"On behalf of the Holy Son, little monk, I would like to thank the Iron Fan donor and the Holy Infant donor, and thank all the donors in Sanhai!"
"Then I'll leave first."
"Hold on."
Huikong stopped the Holy Infant King who was about to leave.
Then he gave a Buddhist scripture and a jade statue of Guanyin to the Holy Infant King.
"what is this?"
The Holy Infant King held a Buddhist scripture in one hand and a jade statue of Guanyin in the other, feeling a little confused.
"This Guanyin Heart Sutra and the jade statue of Guanyin are gifts to the donor."
"After the donor takes it back, he will naturally understand the beauty of it."
"I hope the donor can understand it with his heart."
Huikong said seriously.
"ok, I get it."
The Holy Infant King didn't think much, put the two items into his storage bag, waved to Huikong and then flew away.
Huikong was just about to turn around and go back, but seemed to notice something.
He paused in his steps and looked in one direction.
"Amitabha."
Huikong chanted the Buddha's name softly.
"Since the donor is here, why do you avoid seeing him? Is it because you have some scruples?"
The voice fell.
Then he saw a figure coming from the direction Huikong was looking at.
Suddenly he stood in front of Huikong.
Huikong looked at the person in front of him, but he didn't recognize him.
However, although the person who came here was a little embarrassed, he had an extraordinary bearing and seemed to be a person who had been in a high position for a long time.
Moreover, he is surrounded by Taiyi Immortal Qi, so he is obviously a genuine Taiyi Golden Immortal.
"The poor monk Huikong is cultivating under the throne of the Holy Son. I wonder what the donor calls him?"
Huikong clasped his hands together and bowed to the visitor.
The visitor stared at Huikong, then raised his head and looked at Shuiyue Sect behind Huikong.
Silent for a long time.
"Donor? Donor?"
Seeing that this person was silent, Huikong shouted twice in confusion.
"My master, why are you not here?"
The visitor finally spoke.
Huikong frowned slightly.
Owner?
Are you looking for the master now?
What is the path?
But how does Hui Kong exist?
Extraordinary wisdom!
The big bald head is full of wisdom!
I understood it all at once.
"Could the master mentioned by the donor be the Holy Son?"
