【Lotus Root Cake】Sour, Sweet, Bitter, Spicy, Salty

Nine heavens go to heaven, it doesn't seem to be in the world.

From Zongdongtian to Yueluntian, Ao Bing walked 720 nine steps, kowtowed at the gate of heaven nine times, and finally met the emperor of heaven in Lingxiao hall.

All the immortals wore their crowns and looked at the condemned remnant of the dragon clan with cold eyes.Ao Bingsu wore long hair and knelt in front of the Emperor of Heaven, just like what Cihang said before, what the other party wanted was just a promise from himself.

"Minister Ao Bing, on behalf of the Dragon Clan, thank the Heavenly Emperor for forgiveness. Ao Bing asks himself to suppress the Donghai Prison."

"May I live forever."

"Life after life."

"Unless called, do not go out of the bottom of the sea, do not allow mortal relationships, do not step on the pure land."

In the future, they will be in an abyss, and they will be far away. If they don't see each other, they will never see each other again.

"promise."

When the Heavenly Emperor's voice fell, when Ao Bing got up, he saw the soul flowing from the opponent's hand, it was the soul that Ao Guang lost, but now it is complete.

After getting off the Jiuchong Lingxiao, Ao Bing went back to the bottom of the sea almost non-stop, until Nezha woke up from the suppression. The sky had already named him the Grand Marshal of Subduing Demons, leading the Tianshuai Mansion, with one hundred thousand soldiers under his command.

Nezha didn't even look at this supreme honor, but ran to the East China Sea Dragon Palace with a can of apricots, but was stopped at the door.

After coming once, Nezha came a second time.

He still remembered stabbing Ao Bing after he lost his mind.

He asked Prime Minister Gui how the other party's injury was, and Prime Minister Gui returned, he had already recovered.

So Nezha asked again, why he refused to see me.

Prime Minister Gui didn't say a word, so Nezha didn't leave, he just came every day, and then returned every day at sunset.

It wasn't until the sky urged him to return to his throne that Nezha came this last time.

He shouted outside the door, he knew Ao Bing could hear him, that guy's ears were very good.

"Going to Pengcheng thousands of miles, soaring for nine days, will we never see each other again?"

After speaking softly to Shimen, Nezha shook his head, put down the sour apricot jar in his hand, and turned away from the sea.

As soon as Nezha left, Prime Minister Gui entered the palace with the jar in his arms, and then put the small mud-covered jar in front of Ao Bing.

"My lord can actually leave a message for him."

"What to keep?" Ao Bing walked down the stone platform and came to the table after finishing his words coldly with his willow-leaf brows raised.

The banshee on the bottom of the lava was still singing, and when Ao Bing lifted the lid, he smelled a sweet and sour smell.

"Green plums pass by, and Lang rides a bamboo horse..."

Picking up an apricot and waving it in front of his eyes, Ao Bing opened his mouth and took a bite, and a burst of sour taste of years and years rushed into his eyes instantly.

"Three flowers are printed on the top of the fetus, and the sun can produce lotus. I sigh for the fate of floating life, and the fate sighs for the flowers in my heart..."

Seeing Ao Bing covering his eyes and laughing, Prime Minister Gui asked the other party hesitantly, but was interrupted by Ao Bing waving his hand.

"If you can find Fang, don't take the way of the world."

Wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes with his thumb, Ao Bing licked the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"It's just...too sour."

Sour apricot End

Volume [-] [Sweet Wine]

The five poisons of the Buddha's heart, greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt, Nezha has not escaped any of them.

——At this moment, you are quite drunk.