The one that emitted the soft sound turned out to be a large, pitch-black carp. In this deep water area, it was like an elf inside, able to completely ignore the fierce undercurrent.
Bai Jiao opened his eyes, his eyes full of anger.
"Go, quickly go to the human world and bring back my father's dragon ball. If you can bring back the dragon ball, I will give you the dragon's essence and blood to help you transform into a dragon's body!"
The black carp's tail swayed, and the calm voice inside responded softly:
"Father, how can my daughter find the whereabouts of the dragon ball?"
Hearing this, the white dragon's head was raised high, but a piece of frost-colored dragon scales flew down from above the head and landed on the black carp.
"My father gave you a life scale. As long as you are close to the dragon ball within a certain range, you will be able to sense the whereabouts of the dragon ball. If something goes wrong, this life scale can also kill you once!"
The dragon scales instantly fell on Black Carp, and a layer of intense spiritual energy burst out from Black Carp's body, disappearing into the undercurrent in an instant.
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At the foot of Fengwei Mountain, Zhang Jian led a dozen of Jianyong who escorted the car towards the county town. On the other side of the official road, Zhang Kui led his troops to guard the village, waiting for the arrival of the second batch of reinforcements from the Zhang family. Try to transport the treasures from the mountains.
Fengyang County is several days' journey from Fengwei Mountain.
Zhang Jian was followed by a group of oil bottles, which slowed down the progress, but Zhang Jian was not in a hurry.
At this time, all his energy was focused on the wind technique. With the help of the abundant wind talisman in his hand, he felt the traces of wind in the air again and again. Gradually, the spiritual power under his feet seemed to penetrate the wind in the void, and his body transformed into a wisp of wind. The breeze, although sometimes crooked, made him feel a rhythm.
Zhang Jian has long known that the essence of wind is the result of air being irradiated by sunlight, local air pressure changes, and air movement. In other words, he only needs to work hard to sense the changing rhythm of air pressure in the air, simulate it multiple times, and find a certain pattern. , you will definitely be able to speed up your understanding of Feng Xing Shu.
For Zhang Jian, cultivating immortality is also a subject, but this subject is more advanced and obscure than the path of the imperial examination and the path of internal training of warriors.
But as long as you are good at thinking, you will be able to turn those vague theories into substantive data, and then quickly increase the speed of your own magic practice.
Zhang Jian calls this professionalization.
In Zhang Jian's opinion, the warlocks he met before were not very professional.
Of course, it can also be said that this is the heart of sincerity and the heart of the Tao, but the explanation is different.
At this time, Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated a little, and he figured out the principle of thermal expansion and contraction, plus Feng Xing Shu could appropriately reduce the influence of gravity on his body. After several attempts, his body gradually began to leave the horse's back and began to be stable. Floating four to five meters above the ground.
In a flash, several wind talismans were attached to his legs and feet, and he galloped out like an arrow from a string, obviously much faster than before.
Just can't reach an exact location accurately.
"Success!"
Among the trees, Zhang Jian patted the stained leaves on his body, with a strong smile in his eyes.
When this spiritual power is used properly, sometimes the efficiency can be increased many times, and the lethality it can cause is completely different.
At this time, a group of Jianyong looked at this scene and were even more shocked.
There have long been rumors in the Zhang family that the eldest son of the Zhang family was "relegated to the mortal world", and the scene before him made it even more certain.
More than a dozen men were very excited at this time, and working for the Zhang family like this, they could be regarded as subordinates of the 'immortal', and they were quite honored.
Zhang Jian ignored a group of big-headed soldiers who were enjoying themselves. He was still adjusting his understanding of the 'Fengxing Technique'.
When the Wind Movement Technique and the Thunder Movement Technique reach a certain level, he can try the combination of wind and thunder, and the lethality that can be achieved will be greatly increased.
At this time, Zhang Jian was awakened from his state of high concentration by the sound of Qiqi Ai's voice.
"Da Langjun, it's already getting late and the brothers are a little tired. Can we find a place to rest for the night and make a fire to cook!"
At this time, there was a veteran named Hu Shan. Zhang Jian remembered the name of this veteran because among the five hundred soldiers sent by the Zhang family, this veteran was the oldest. It is said that he had served in the imperial border army when he was young, and he had fought hundreds of battles. The soldier, but he chose to return to his ancestral land when he got old.
It's just that when I returned, I didn't have any relatives at home. It happened that the Zhang family was recruiting a bodyguard, so I joined one and supported myself.
Zhang Jian nodded, and the group immediately prepared to spend the night in a dilapidated earth temple beside the mountain col.
This is a collapsed mountain temple.
It was in dilapidated condition, and the golden body of the mountain god was blown away by the wind and rain and became blurred and invisible.
The head of the mountain god still fell to the ground.
However, Zhang Jian knew the place name, and Jianyong knew it. This place was called Fengchao Mountain.
The old soldier Hu Shan was extremely talkative. He was picking up firewood and lighting some dry grass to smoke away the mosquitoes, snakes and ants in the temple, and said with a smile. "Dalangjun, I heard people from the older generation mention that phoenixes really appeared in Fengchao Mountain back then. People often heard the sweet singing of birds in Fengchao Mountain. The sound was extremely moving. During those years Scholars from all over the country often come here to observe or sit in meditation!"
"The Fengchao Mountain Temple is not like this at all. The incense was so strong at that time that several people with large beams could not hold it together. When I was a child, my mother brought me here to offer incense?"
Hu Shan's dark face had a look of reminiscence, and his face was a little sad.
Everyone was far away from each other by the fire, and the heat was overwhelming.
Everyone just used the fire to drive away wild animals, but they didn't really use it to keep out the cold. On such a midsummer night, the firewood pile was too hot.
At that moment, You Jianyong couldn't help but ask.
"Old Hu, how come this mountain temple is like this now?"
Looking up at this time, the golden body of the mountain god fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with rubble. It was really extremely desolate.
Hu Shan put down the firewood in his hand and shook his head.
"I don't know either. I just heard that something strange happened here and a lot of people died. I was so scared that no one dared to come here. My mother didn't allow me to inquire about what was going on here, saying she was afraid of attracting bad news. Something!!”
When the young soldier heard this, he couldn't help but muttered: "Where can there be so many... strange things!"
After the words fell, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Jian's position. At this time, a cold wind blew, and he couldn't help tightening his tight clothes. He was a little afraid. Seeing this scene, many Jianyong laughed loudly. laugh.
Beside the bonfire, Zhang Jian also looked a little amused.
He glanced at the severed head of the mountain god behind him, and based on his spiritual sense, he did not notice any clues in the broken golden body of the mountain god.
After everyone had eaten dry food, they immediately fell asleep one after another, leaving only a few old soldiers to keep watch.
Zhang Jian meditated instead of falling asleep, but in the middle of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes.
'唳'!
In the blink of an eye, he suddenly heard a clear and clear phoenix cry!
