Fu Tongjun and Fu Mai were traveling far away in the fiery water, when suddenly a red light appeared under the water, and they began to swim like living creatures.
When the flood tide suddenly rose, the dragon's roar echoed underwater, and the two of them lowered their heads to look down.
The dragon scales are clearly visible, this is a red dragon.
"Sister, it seems that there were only two people, Yanlong and Huanglong, in the Battle of Fuzhou back then, right?"
"That's right."
"Huanglong is an earth-yellow dragon king, and his body turns into mountains in the west of the sky. Yanlong is a long golden dragon with a sinuous body, under the four-door Fulong Formation."
"That's right."
"Then what is this red dragon? Yanshui doesn't even have a dragon, so how can there be a real dragon?"
Fu Tongjun pursed his lips and stared at the red dragon swimming slowly underwater: "Brother, what did you hear?"
"He wants revenge. I heard that a dragon king wants to destroy Donglai and devour all living things."
Fu Tongjun's heart sank: she believed in her brother's talent for dragon speech. So, is there really a third Dragon King who survived?
"This is not the Dragon King, just a painting spirit who escaped from trouble——"
Plop!
The boat sank slightly, and the two quickly alerted themselves.
The round-faced boy stood on the bow of the ship with a smile. He was wearing a black and red military uniform and carrying a golden lightsaber on his back.
"Who are you?"
"I, Wukong, am a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi of Sanxing Cave. I feel that the fire and water are going to cause calamity, so I came here to help."
Wukong boy looked at the red dragon leaving the water and said with a smile: "Not long ago, Master Ye Long painted a dragon picture in Yanshui. With his superb skills, he captured the true meaning of the entire Yanshui and turned it into the appearance of a red dragon.
"It just so happened that the flame water was contaminated with the blood of the Red Dragon. The Red Dragon King was obsessed with it, so he attached to this picture, escaped from the picture scroll, and swallowed the real person Ye Long. Now the real person is fighting with it in the body of the Red Dragon. If he loses , the red dragon can turn into a living being after swallowing the painting’s owner.”
Henghua explained and sighed:
Master Ye Long’s suffering is related to me. If he didn't have my guidance, he wouldn't be able to draw dragons in Yanshui due to his advanced painting skills, let alone cause such a thing.
Fu Maiyuan frowned: "Zhenren Ye Long? I heard Master mention that he is good at painting dragons and is in harmony with our Tao. I originally planned to visit him for advice."
Fu Tongjun stopped him and looked at Fu Henghua warily: "How do you know about this kind of thing?"
The Wukong boy looked straight, raised his hands to the sky and said, "My master is well versed in the secrets of heaven, knows the changes in the past and future three lives, and understands the mystery of the three worlds and the ten directions. I am here to rescue Master Ye Long from his troubles according to the master's decree.
"You two, if you don't mind, could you help me?"
Fu Tongjun didn't like this smooth-tongued young man and said, "We don't mind."
"The Red Dragon is just an object in the painting at the moment. If you eat the painting's owner, you will become a real living being. Then go to Red Algae to get the other half of the blood source, and you can restore the true form of the Red Dragon King.
"At that time, its purpose is to go to Yanlong to rescue its companions. For the sake of your own family, you two should help me."
Fu Tongjun: "Before that, Yanshui will be destroyed first. The people here should be more anxious than us. If you ask us for help, it is better to go to the locals. Besides, Yanshui is next door to Tianyang, and the experts there I won’t just sit back and watch.”
"It's just a painting spirit, why does the Grand Master need to take action? I can just send him away."
Young Wukong said distressedly: "Such a trivial matter, my teacher could have solved it with just a flick of his little finger. But he just said that this is the experience of our younger generation and refused to interfere."
Fu Maiyuan followed his words: "Since the master has determined everything, how should we treat this dragon?"
"There is a dragon girl in Yanshui. She was originally a girl from Baixuan Water Area who fell into trouble in Yanshui. She once got a dragon skin and could turn into a young dragon at night. The master said that this dragon skin is related to the Red Dragon King. Just look for her. Just help each other and suck away the dragon's blood carried by the painting spirit.
"You two, please go find the Dragon Girl. I'll go find the others!"
After saying that, Wukong boy disappeared.
Fu Tongjun walked to where the young man stood.
There was only a water map to find the Dragon Girl.
The Gu worms were sprinkled but failed to capture the slightest trace of aura.
Not like a living person.
Mr. Futong thought secretly.
"younger sister?"
"Listen to him, I'll find someone. Brother, go to Hidden Sword Island quickly and inform Senior Du."
"I'd better go find someone and you go to Hidden Sword Island."
"As a woman, it's inconvenient for you to go, so I'll do it."
Fu Tongjun set up the golden cicada Gu and hurried to find the dragon girl.
Seeing the situation, Fumai had no choice but to go to Hidden Sword Island.
…
Henghua borrowed Jin Gong's formless body to walk and followed the wind to reach the Hidden Sword Island.
Seeing Fu Xuanxing practicing swordsmanship in the sword-making pool, he went directly to look for Fu Liuhui.
Fu Liuhui struggled to pass through the third floor, and when he entered the fourth floor, he felt the threat of sword intent.
The sword tomb contains three hundred sword intents. If one is to be sacrificed and refined to perfection, it is expected to condense the natal sword embryo.
In the past, sword cultivators came here mostly to choose a natal sword intention in order to achieve a breakthrough in the golden elixir.
The girl stood at the door, looking at the three hundred flying sword intentions. Among them, twelve swords have substance and are clearly twelve spiritual weapons.
Several of the sword intentions are very familiar, and they have clearly dealt with them on the first three levels.
"The sword masters on the three floors in front are looking for their masters. Are you secretly directing them? The few auras I noticed are those of you, right? Are you selecting the sword masters in front of you to let the body escape from the sword tomb and return to the outside world to regain freedom?"
The sword spirits noticed Fu Liuhui's sword bone qualifications and rushed forward one after another.
"Sorry, my purpose is to enter the fifth floor of the Sword Tomb and use the origin of the Sword Tomb to cultivate my native sword intention."
The cloud sleeves fluttered, and the clear wind subdued the demonic sword intent to drive back all the sword intents.
Suddenly, a mouthful of Heavenly Wind Sword enraged him. The sword light drew an arc, and twelve hurricanes surrounded Fu Liuhui.
There is a fire sword next to him practicing Lihuo swordsmanship. The thirteen sword moves are moving one by one, forming the appearance of a red bird.
In addition, other sword intentions also changed their postures. They have no real body. They can only become enlightened by merging with the sword cultivator and letting their own sword intent become the fundamental sword intent of the sword cultivator.
Looking at the Dangui, Jade Rabbit, Golden Crow, Sun Disk and other fantasy.
Fu Liuhui said nothing and struck down with all his strength.
The way of the sword is all about fighting.
The group of swords were forced back by the violent wind.
A sword intention circulated in Fu Liuhui's palm.
The wind is invisible, but it can wilt the moon, break flowers, and blow the cold snow all over the sky.
"Everyone, I'm offended."
The sword intention revived, and the sword spirits were swept away by the sword of wind, flower, snow and moon, clearing a passage.
Fu Liuhui looked towards the sky.
Of the twelve spiritual swords, only Tianfeng and Lihuo moved, while the other spiritual swords remained untouched.
"Woof woof——"
A familiar voice came from behind, and Fu Liuhui was distracted and looked towards the door.
"Why are you here? Isn't he watching?"
With this distraction, the third spiritual sword flew down.
The force is like running thunder, and when it gets close to the Fuliu emblem, it turns into a thunder beast.
Fu Liuhui quickly drew out his sword to resist.
The fourth Qilin Sword fell and pierced Fu Liuhui's heart veins in an attempt to perform a blood sacrifice.
"These spiritual swords have been sealed for many years, and their spirituality is no worse than that of living people."
A golden light flashed behind him, and the Qilin Thunder Sword flew out.
Fu Liuhui took the opportunity to hug Qilei and retreated to the door.
The round-faced boy stood not far away, waving to her.
"I came here to retrieve the sword as ordered by my master, but I didn't want to meet a fellow disciple."
"Who are you?"
"I am the Patriarch Bodhi, and my Taoist name is Wukong."
Twelve spiritual swords and many sword intentions surrounded the young man, but not a single sword intention tried to get close.
Because they can't feel the person's anger.
Wukong is the transformation of Fuhenghua Jinggong, and he is also a spiritual body, similar to the sword spirit.
The twelve spiritual swords vibrated frequently and flew around the Wukong boy for a long time before returning to their original positions one by one.
Qilin and Lei Guang swords came towards Fu Liuhui again, but she carefully dodged them.
"You can take these two swords away. We have some connections with this kid."
Fu Liuhui's heart moved, and he looked at Qilei in his arms: "Could it be that Qilei's parents made it?"
Qi Lei comes from Yanlong's Spiritual Qi Bao Xuan. His father is Qilin and his mother is Thunder Beast. If there was a legacy left by the parents in Yanlong in their early years and it was refined into a sword, it would be very likely.
Young Wukong said: "The Sword Tomb was established by the major cultivation families in Yanlong. Most of the swords here are contributions from the cultivation families."
"But I want to condense my sword intention, and I don't plan to accept other sword weapons."
"You have the right to control this child temporarily for a few years. Anyway, these two spiritual swords like this child more than you. The sword master they selected is this child."
"Qi Lei?"
Thinking back carefully, the sword energy and sword intent that he encountered along the way seemed to have no lightning properties. And the sword technique that he is best at happens to be Thunder Dao.
Because these two spirit swords are secretly obstructing and preventing other thunder swords from approaching?
Erjian shook slightly when he heard the words.
"In that case, I will temporarily help Qi Lei take charge for a few years. When Qi Lei grows up, I will teach you sword techniques and let Qi Lei personally train you."
Fu Liuhui flew out of Yun Luohui's sleeves and wrapped two swords around him, and then looked at the Wukong boy.
"Fellow Taoist came here to look for a sword. Did you find it?"
The Wukong boy sighed: "The sword that suits me is in my dream, in my heart, but not in front of me."
…
Langhuan Pavilion.
Xiao Yu practices Mu Mu's method and finally succeeds.
The heavenly spirit raised three inches of white light, and a lotus flower grew with the light. After the flowers bloomed, the fairy in white stood holding a vase in her hand.
"Finally done."
In front of her eyes, a scroll of spiritual pictures lost its power, and the picture of the great master in white on it turned into dust.
The fairy in white above Xiaoyu blinked, left Xiaoyu, and floated to other places in Langhuan Pavilion.
"I have cultivated my external incarnation, so why not scare the young master?"
Now that Mu Mu has become the incarnation, Xiaoyu finally understands. That day, Fu Henghua was re-cultivating his San Gong practice. Why did he and Hengshou feel like someone was secretly teasing them?
When she came out of the retreat, she saw another golden light coming out.
That is a golden-armored god. If Mu Mu's appearance is compassionate and holy, then what he symbolizes is killing and severity.
"Are you okay too?"
"Aren't you the same?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and went to look for Fu Henghua together.
But when he arrived at Fu Henghua's residence, he saw that the door was tightly closed, and twelve Tianluo formations locked the entire room.
In addition, there is a note written in cipher text at the door.
This is a secret text that only Xiaoyu, Hengshou and Henghua know.
"Is he in retreat?"
"After we get out of the seclusion, we can use our external avatar to go in? The main body can't come close?"
The two incarnations looked at each other, used the Tianluo Formation formula, and slipped in quietly.
After entering, I saw a pink glow coming from the bottom of the big bed.
Strange air currents floated around, and the two of them felt sleepy without realizing it.
The two retreated to the door silently.
Hengshou: "What do you think?"
"Huimeng Tianlin Immortal Technique."
Xiaoyu sighed and said: "It was passed down by the Dream Fairy, but the Fairy Aunt warned her back then. This fairy method requires the young master to practice after being in the Xuan Fei Realm, allowing the soul to enter the dreamland and form the dream spirit to leave the body. But now it seems that the young master seems to have added Only by acquiring some other things can I travel in dreams in the True Fire Realm."
Hengshou stared at the formation carefully: "The soul entanglement method of the Dream Demon series. In addition, the young master, like you and me, has an external incarnation."
Xiaoyu was worried: "You can use the dream technique to leave your body. It is true that you can avoid thunder, sunlight, and even ignore the distance. But is it too dangerous to just leave your body with your soul body?"
At this time, Hengshou walked to the table. Looking at the blank picture scroll, he touched the inkstone next to it.
"What if the young master uses the art of spiritual drawing to create a physical body?"
Xiaoyu came over and checked the surrounding cabinets.
"The young master took away the three golden hoops. The other magic weapons are all in the main body, and he didn't take anything with him."
Fu Henghua rested his head on the Shenluo Heavenly Book and held the Mysterious Fire Bird Feather Fan on his chest with both hands, building a three-layer defensive barrier.
Not even Xiaoyu Hengshou can break it.
"We can only guard it."
Hengshou looked at her with helpless expressions.
"You know how to startle dreams and bring the young master back when necessary."
"Um."
This is also the reason why Fu Henghua specially asked the two of them to come in and guard him.
If you are injured outside and your soul is damaged, wake yourself up immediately and your soul will return to your body.
Suddenly——
The two of them saw Fu Henghua frowning, and there was an evil aura coming from somewhere.
"Master is injured?"
Just as Xiaoyu was about to do the trick, Hengshou stopped him: "Wait a minute, I'm not injured, I'm trying to forcefully control an evil thing. Let's wait and see what happens."
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