The waves of the water flowed across the two sides. It seemed that a huge thing came from the southeast and went straight into the stream. The yellow rope was like an elk calf in the mountain forest. When it encountered the trace of a bear and tiger, it was so frightened that it immediately fled a thousand feet away to stand with that person. Mr. Yan was bumped into the ice layer of the stream. Huang Sheng was trembling. He didn't dare to show Huang Long's body now. Instead, he huddled on the latter's shoulders, not daring to make any more movement.
Yan Jiaqing, who was just beginning to lose his drunkenness, looked at the yellow rope curled up on his shoulder, and then at the blurry trace of the ice in the distance that was split into two, and he felt very strange. Huang Long, who had dared to attack the Tao Rong in the mountains of the Five Realms back then, had not yet seen the face of the incoming person clearly. How could he be so frightened? He was quite curious for a moment, and ignored Huang Long's fear. He quietly Stand on the ice and wait for others to come.
The ice in the stream exploded to pieces, ending three feet away from Yan Jiaqing.
The waves of the water arched up the figure of a person, but he looked at it with a transcendent grace. His face and facial features could not be seen in the slightest, and he had the appearance of a perfect man. Now standing quietly, the waves of the stream surged up on his head. He had green hair and a long beard, and his expression was peaceful, but the more he became In this way, Yan Jiaqing, with the yellow dragon on his shoulders, became more and more shivering and frightened.
"The beauty of your feet is indeed rare to find in the world, but I don't know how the yellow dragon on your shoulders has provoked the noble man."
Yan Jia Qing was still drunk, but his words were polite.
"I haven't provoked it, but it's been many years since I've seen a dragon, and there's never been a yellow dragon. What's more, there are five-clawed scales, antlers and an ox's mouth, and those four-clawed dragon snakes that have never grown up, clouds and mud. "Farewell, so I came here to take a closer look." When the man spoke, he was calm and upright, and he never lost his courtesy. Now that he saw Yan Jiaqing's appearance, he frowned slightly, "I dare to ask you, it's the remnants of the dragon in ancient times. ?”
"The fisherman from Yantang Prefecture is a man of low ability and a clean family. He is a seven or eight-year-old man who is an ordinary scholar. He has never heard of magical powers such as Huanlong."
The man nodded, and most of the glare in his eyes dissipated, but he was still staring at the yellow rope on Yan Jiaqing's shoulder, as if he was still suspicious.
"I have already declared myself a family. Brother, why don't you tell me where I came from and where I am going? It is natural that someone with such a superb and profound method of living in the waves and escaping from the mortal world cannot be an ordinary person."
Inadvertently, Mr. Yan caught a glimpse of the man opposite with a huge clam bead hanging on his sleeve. He was a little curious for a moment. He must know that the round clam bead hanging on the plaque of the Imperial Palace in Yizhang was only half the size of a fist, and this man was the world's most powerful clam bead. The handsome man is hard to beat, but there are clam beads the size of a fist hanging from his sleeves.
In the world of court, this move is regarded as a huge transgression.
"The world doesn't know about the unknown people in Qinshui Town, so why bother." The man responded simply, looked up at the top of Nangong Mountain, filled with clouds, and immediately became a little happy. Before Yan Jiaqing could take over, he hurriedly asked, " Is this mountain called Nangong?"
Yan Jiaqing nodded, "It's a pity that Nangong Mountain is closed now, and no outsiders are allowed except the people in the mountain. It seems that my brother's visit will be in vain, so it is better to leave early. People don't know. , In my opinion, this is what counts as a master among masters, so I don’t dare to relax for a moment.”
The man did not get angry, but looked at Huang Sheng and started another conversation, "I have never heard of a person like Xiongtai in Nangong Mountain, but I can probably guess where Yantang Prefecture is. What's more, when Huang Sheng saw me, he seemed I'm quite timid, and I only rely on my own cultivation, so what if I want to step into the mountain."
The yellow rope shook, but instead restrained Yan Jiaqing's whole body, and climbed up to the latter's eyebrows and eyes. The bright light all over his body shook, and all of it disappeared into Yan Jiaqing's eyes.
In front of him is not a handsome man with green hair and long beard, but an old beast that is a hundred feet in size. His body is like a dragon and his back is covered with oval armor. His face is like that of a bear and tiger. The rolling water ripples around his scales. He breathes out the seasons, and there is a sea of clouds in all directions on the top of the mountain. There is faint movement.
Even though Yan Jiaqing prided himself on being well-informed, he was frightened by the sight before him. His face was trembling as he stumbled and said, "It's cold and cold outside, which is most harmful to your health. Why don't I take you up the mountain to have a look?"
The stream shook several feet, and ice flakes flew everywhere.
The old woodcutter stood up from the biting stream, with a hatchet and an old ax hanging on his waist. He twisted his neck lazily, approached the stunned Yan Jiaqing, and said scornfully, "Why, you are so advanced that you don't dare to chop twice." ? So you kid didn’t even bother to do anything until your death, but look at me, you jumped halfway down the mountain just to have fun.”
The man with green hair and long beard raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people in the field. One was a drunken man who could defeat the four realms by relying on the yellow rope, and the other was an eccentric woodcutter who could challenge the ordinary five realms. This kind of posture would not allow the ancient sect to win , it is difficult to find in the world today. It seems that when the two young people came to visit, they probably did not reveal the truth.
But soon the old woodcutter couldn't laugh out loud. The man in front of him was clearly an old beast with profound spiritual knowledge in human form. Before he could take action, the majesty around him was already overwhelming the others. It was estimated that except for the mountain Apart from Taorong, it is difficult to find an opponent. What's more, the old woodcutter's current situation is quite strange and unconventional. The power of his ax when he went up the mountain is probably 70% less powerful. He has no chance of winning against such an old beast who has been on the spiritual path for a long time.
Even so, the old man gritted his teeth and took out the hatchet and axe, and took a stance.
"I once enlightened Liu Qing, the great disciple of Nangong Mountain, and made a sword for the young man named Yunzhong. I didn't charge any money. I wanted to come and help the younger generation. Now my realm is slightly stable, especially before Come to Nangong Mountain to see our old friend, why bother to use weapons rashly?"
"I'm guarding the mountain for Mr. Wu. I can't be careless in the slightest. Please prove it yourself." The old man still never put down the sword and ax in his hand. He looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help but weigh the person in front of him. Who is higher than the old Taoist from Feilai Peak? .
Although his true appearance is a bit ferocious, the man has a very good temper. He was frustrated one after another, but he showed no sign of anger at all. He said eloquently, "Since the master of the mountain is entrusted with guarding the mountain, I don't want to be rude. It was the time when the sword was made." , there are a few drops of Lancang water left in the sword, now it is very close to the top of the mountain, I can try to get that good sword, and also prove my origin."
He immediately raised his two fingers and said no more. The stream around him was smooth and without waves.
On the top of the mountain, Wen Yu rested for several days in succession, finally replenishing his depleted energy and energy. He woke up in the cold night, but went straight to Yunzhong's house and sat quietly aside.
People are not grass and trees. Even if Wen Yu doesn't want to think about it anymore, she always thinks of all the things on the road, and the look of determination that the young man had when he looked at himself as a child after being scolded by Yu Wenyue.
If you use the Qiu Lake Xudan to show your power, how could you not know that today will happen?
It is better to say that the meridians were cut off for the sword energy, but it was better to say that the meridians were overwhelmed and shattered one after another. Xushen said frankly that even if Wu Shuang achieved enlightenment and left the seclusion in person, it would be of no avail.
"The old abbot broke free from the alms bowl and didn't even use a cup of tea. He tried his best to do something." The girl pressed her eyebrows and sat softly beside the table in the house. When she raised her head, she could see Yun Zhong who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. But in the end He never raised his head.
The young man was still unconscious and sleeping soundly.
But for some unknown reason, the long sword beside the young man suddenly rose up. Just when he was about to leave, the young man in his sleep raised his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword, pinched it firmly, and let the long sword float. , shaking his head and tail, still unable to escape from the young man's jaws.
Wen Yu suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, and almost jumped up, staring firmly at the young man's eyes that slowly opened.
It still snowed lightly the next day.
Suicune put his hand on the boy's meridians and lowered his eyebrows in deep thought, but the boy who finally woke up had a wry smile on his face. After this trauma, I saw Hongqiao, and even the senior master who pretended to be Liu Langzhong, but even so, it still took more than a month to wake up from the empty dream.
Suicune's visit surprised the young man, but he still knew it well. The meridians all over his body were shattered. There was no cure for such a stubborn disease. Even the old man in the dream shook his head. There is probably no solution, except for slowly reshaping the meridians of Qiuhu, which gradually has its own mind and spirit, no other method can remove the old marks on the meridians of the young man's body and reshape himself.
"God knows what kind of tyrannical sword energy you, a young man, have used. There are no traces of meridians in your body. Now even if a golden immortal who is not of this world comes to the world, I am afraid it will be difficult to clean up this mess properly in order to fight for that cup of tea." , You are really acting unscrupulously." Shuijun put down the young man's scarred wrist and shook his head, "My destiny, Lancang Water, can add two or three points of help, but it is a pity that there is not much left. This time I go out. Carrying only thirty-six of them with you is like pulling firewood from the bottom of a cauldron, burning a hundred feet of cauldron, and only three taels of firewood."
The young man smiled bitterly and replied hoarsely, "This junior has always had such a temperament. Seeing the danger, how can he watch the people around him die, but he is about to stand in the second realm, with little ability, so he can only take care of himself. I found that this virtual elixir is very similar to It is a wine gourd, which can be used to hold excess internal energy. The meridians of the younger generation are already very poor. If you want to break through the second level, you have to store the internal energy that is difficult to store in the narrow and dilapidated meridians in the Xudan. I don’t know why, but there was originally a huge amount of inner energy in this elixir, and now it has been used to unleash all the power in the Qiuhu Sword God’s will.”
"Fortunately, you are not familiar with that Divine Will yet, so you only have 40 to 50% of it. If you use your full power like this, the entire Void Core will probably explode, and then it will be useless." It’s just meridians, but life.”
When Suicune said this, he couldn't even say he was smiling, but the admiration in his expression was not concealed at all.
I spent a long time making a sword for this young man. I originally wanted to see how far this seemingly ordinary young man could go with such a poor talent. You are quite satisfied.
You may not have great talent, but you must have such an innocent mind after all. The more the sages have gone far in the path of cultivating the road, the more seriously they take the thought of doing it despite knowing that they will be hurt or killed. However, Whether he is thinking about the past, or he is remembering his youth and frivolity. I feel the same way, but I can't explain it to outsiders.
