Manchaluo
Mancha Luo usually blooms by the river of hades, and few people are in the execution ground or mass graves even if they are alive by chance. It is the underworld that attracts peanuts, which are highly toxic. Ordinary people will be trapped in dreamland when they smell the slightest smell of this flower, but this Mancha Luo in Ao Jin’s hand is different in texture. Where did she get it from?
Aojin piteously squatted in the mouth by the river and whispered a few words. Then he put Mancha Luo in his hand on the water surface. When Mancha Luo touched the water, he immediately turned into an inky streamer and sank to the bottom of the water. The original clear river seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, showing a gray color.
Nezha didn’t want to explore what purpose Aojin pity a fairy did this harm to others, but considering that Aojin pity was found out by heaven after this incident, it might involve climbing and biting Aobing, so he waited for a moment.
After Aojin pity left, Gankun circle was wrapped in a fire-pointed gun and scattered five purple flames and sank into the moat.
Fire and water don’t go hand in hand, but when the dry Kun circle surfaced, it was wrapped in flames, and the color changed from positive purple to purple-black.
Nezha is a bad person. He should not be a good person. He should not teach Gan Kun circle to disperse the purple-black flame into the palace of Chaoge, so that everyone can have a fantastic dream as a lesson for da ji to run to Lutai Mountain.
Anyway, when the Yin and Shang Dynasties perished, Nezha was happy to contribute to her undeserving uncle if it was not troublesome.
After this, when the sun rises, the orange-red sunlight will enter the water surface, and the river surface will be like the upside down.
Nezha Zongyuntou looked at the staggered imperial secretary in the palace, but Su Daji yawned greatly and rushed back to Qianyuan Mountain Qingmo with Yunguang. What she wanted to say to her was stopped by her wave.
"I’ll wait until I wake up from my nap."
I haven’t slept a wink for a few days and nights, but I’ve just gained a lot of strength. Now she has to make up her spirit more than anything else. Sharpening the knife is not a mistake. The woodcutter is not in a hurry. Let’s wait until she wakes up and has the spirit.
Push the door and take a look at the 12-character proverbs. Lie down and close your eyes and fall asleep in one go.
Looking at Nezha’s back with black ink, listening to a "bang", sitting at a desk with a teacup and sighing unconsciously, it’s a good thing to stay in Nezha and come back safely. I don’t know if he has met Mrs. dragon three, but seeing Nezha so tired seems to be too tired. It should be a bad experience, isn’t it? Isn’t dragon three too?
Some self-improvement, clear ink, even the picture of how Ao Bing was carried out of the North Sea has been figured out, and he has made plans to die after the bad news comes back, so as not to bring trouble to their real people.
When Nezha woke up, Qing Mo even thought about how to write the legacy, and polished it several times in his mind to ensure that it could make people cry and let Nezha and Taiyi remember his generation.
Nezha looked at the situation in the abode of fairies and immortals at the door. Jinxia hid in the Tibetan pavilion and studied hard. Yang Chan sat behind the pool and looked at the lotus leaves. He didn’t know what was going on, while Qing Mo looked sad.
Hesitated for a long time. Nezha was just about to ask about Qing Mo. Only then did he react. Nezha woke up and asked, "Nezha, have you seen Santai?"
Nezha truthfully said "no"
When Qing Mo heard the news, his heart was cold and he muttered, "I really have to die and apologize!"
Although the sound is small, Nezha’s hearing is amazing. He smoked his lips and said, "What are you talking about?"
Qing Mo was distressed. "Eh, this isn’t a terrible disaster in the North China Sea. I’m afraid something will happen to you."
"Nezha was silent for a long time and asked," So you went to find Ao Bing? "
Black ink nodded silently. Nezha didn’t know what to say. He took the case and left it idle for a long time. The tortoise shell copper coins sent a lesson. It was a lesson that the water dragon also belongs to the water.
She silently put the copper coins into the tortoise shell, and for the first time, she was not allowed to take them out.
Seeing that Nezha didn’t say a word, he hesitated for a long time and asked, "Is it serious?"
"Don’t do it again." Nezha put the tortoise shell on the case, and his mind turned to the vertical light.
Nezha paid close attention to the landscape swamp all the way until he passed Kunlun and went to the North Sea. He never saw Ao Bing’s half shadow. Nai Nezha thought of an unlikely-
Ao Bing is trapped at the bottom of the North China Sea.
With this in mind, Nezha plunged into the northern styles of the sea floor again. It is the change of the sea floor that has never been more than one person. Nezha met the Xuanwu old man in the next day and asked, "The old man is asking again."
Xuanwu asked the old man, "Why did you come when you took the four elephant fans?"
Nezha asked, "Dare you ask the old man if he has seen a white dragon?"
Xuanwu old man replied "no"
The old man’s speech expression is very certain. It’s not like a lie. Nezha said the trouble and then left and turned around. The old man shouted, "Don’t make a red Saga old man today, but I hope you will succeed in the future. The old man has something to ask for. Don’t refuse."
Nezha’s heart just figured out that the Xuanwu clan belonged to Zhenggan and couldn’t make widespread indignation and discontent, so he couldn’t lose too much, so he reached out and said "please"
Five palm-sized tortoise shells appeared in the palm of Xuanwu’s old man’s hand, and the virtual shadows of tortoise shells were thrown. After some changes, they lingered for a moment in the middle and then dissipated.
When Nezha first saw this divination method, he thought it was a secret technique of Xuanwu clan, so he asked, "What does the old man say about divination?"
Xuanwu old man replied, "I can’t really see it, but there must be some big monsters in your hundreds of mountains to blame."
Speaking of hundreds of monsters in the mountains, Nezha’s first thought in his mind is that the demon king’s stone in the bone cave of Skull Mountain is a fierce name for her. If Ao Bing really meets him, he may not be able to get a good job, so he nodded his farewell and the Xuanwu old man hurried back to the mountain.
Teach Jin Xia to take out the map of 100,000 mountains from the Tibetan Pavilion and come to Nezha. No one else will say anything. After reading the skeleton mountain line, he will touch the skeleton mountain according to the route.
Skull Mountain deserves to be the mountain where the devil is located. As the name suggests, there are skeletons and bones everywhere, and there are many magic soldiers wandering in the sky and in the daytime. Among them, there are crows, birds, wings, fire, crows and caves with the largest number of monsters.
Nezha secretly took a look at the mountain in front of the mountain gate, then tightened his wrist guard and walked along the curved mountain road. However, he didn’t pay attention to the mountain patrol monster and shouted "Qianyuan Mountain Nezha, please meet the stone empress"
Shi Ji ‘an was sitting in the bone cave and sensed that someone had entered the skeleton mountain early. At this time, she heard the other party’s name. She got up and cut her hair. She smiled and said, "The green lion is going out to meet our baby."
Gui Mu magic looked at the back of the green lion and white elephant and turned his head to flatter him. "Empress, this is intentional and unhappy."