Before Zhu Yihou finished speaking, the originally closed hatch on the lower level of the boat suddenly opened, and an animal leg as thick as a millstone and five or six feet long stretched out from it.
The legs of this beast are covered with emerald green scales. Its palms are like tigers and its claws are like eagles. Together they are clearly the claws of a dragon!
The dragon's claws, as sharp as steel knives, reached into the air and grabbed hard at the old wooden carving who was floating in the air on his sword.
Seeing this, Deng Fuqing couldn't help but exclaimed: "This ship ghost you raised is quite unique!"
As he spoke, he stretched out one foot and stepped lightly on the front of the wooden sword. His short and skinny body took advantage of the force to break away from the sword, and jumped upwards lightly.
The wooden sword was trampled so hard that the tip of the sword pointed down, turning into a light yellow stream of light and stabbing fiercely into the palm of the dragon's claw.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a faint sword light entered from the palm of the dragon's claw, and penetrated the entire emerald-green dragon's leg, straight into the deep cabin, and the sound of collision and cracking was endless.
The next moment, the deck at the stern of the ship exploded, and the wooden sword flew out from inside. After a brief pause, it soared into the sky and circled around Deng Fuqing.
It was only then that a painful beast roar came from the cabin.
The dragon's claw that was pierced by the sword seemed to have no bones, and it hit the lower deck heavily, causing the entire boat to shake violently.
"Hmph, what a peach wood flying sword that can control ghosts and ward off evil spirits!"
Zhu Yihou's expression remained unchanged, he just raised his foot and stepped hard on the deck.
In Qi Jingzhi's perception, an extremely powerful force that was overwhelming and unstoppable rolled past his feet and spread throughout the entire boat in an instant, firmly stopping the constantly shaking hull.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yihou waved his robe sleeves and released a blue-yellow cloud made of red shrimps.
He pinched a sword finger in his right hand and stirred the clouds. The green and yellow colors that were originally entangled in one place immediately separated and turned into two distinct groups of air currents, with green air at the top and yellow air at the bottom.
Immediately, the Caojiang Water God pointed his sword at the ball of green air, and using his finger as a pen and the green air as ink, he drew a simple and clumsy mysterious symbol in the air.
This green talisman was nothing more than a few strokes. As soon as it was formed, it swelled in the wind and expanded to a square meter in the blink of an eye.
Qi Jingzhi concentrated on identifying it, and at first he felt that this green talisman was very similar to the mountain pattern on the forehead of Senior Mandrill, but the charm between the strokes was completely different, and it seemed to be full of violent and restless meaning, like a blazing ball. flame!
"What you wrote is the character for fire, right? Could it be that this is the nearly lost dragon book?"
Deng Fuqing, who was in mid-air, not only did not stop Zhu Yihou from drawing the talisman, but instead looked very interested: "It is said that the Fuxi clan of Taihao established nine departments and six assistants. All official positions were named after dragons, and Zhu Xiang was the sixth assistant. The leader, named Feilong, was ordered to create six books of characters, called the Dragon Book. I saw it today, and it is indeed extraordinary!"
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart sank. If he allowed Deng Fuqing to take advantage of Zhu Yihou again, he would make Caojiang Water God angry, and he and Jiao Yulang would be afraid of a terrible end.
"Is Old Man Deng Sou's eyesight dim? This is clearly God Xia's Talisman of Fire and Righteousness!"
Zhu Yihou raised his eyes and sneered, threw his sleeve on the green talisman, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"
The green talisman that Deng Fuqing identified as the character of dragon book fire immediately shot out and fell into the lower deck of the boat almost instantly, imprinted on the back of the broken dragon claw. ….
The terrifying sword wound on the dragon's claw healed quickly, and then it boldly thrust into the air again.
"Peng!"
The huge emerald-green dragon claw seemed to have turned into a wick, and the surging red flames penetrated the body and shot straight into the sky, reflecting half of the sky and the water of Caojiang River red.
"Using the essence of mountain dragons to feed ship ghosts into dragons, and then using the dragon script fire talisman to burn away the yin essence, it is a fantastic idea!"
Deng Fuqing praised in his mouth, but his body retreated sharply, far away from the flames of the dragon's claws.
The wooden sword that was circling around him suddenly stopped, and countless reddish-brown branches quickly grew on the upright sword.
These branches were bare at first, but soon they were covered with green leaf buds, and then stretched into a cluster.
Clusters of jasper-like leaves and pink flower buds emerged, gradually opening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, a peach blossom tree with a height of seven to eight feet appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Its scorching flowers were as bright as smoke, rivaling the dragon's claws burning with red flames.
"If you want to burn this old piece of wood like Deng to death, the fire in the wood that you pieced together is still not good enough!"
Deng Fuqing chuckled, blew a breath toward the flower tree in front of her, and then recited loudly: "A night of cold spring, blowing off the flower clothes!"
Before I finished speaking, the wind on the river was howling like a roar and the chill was deep!
The peach blossoms of the tree flew away from the branches, turned into red snow all over the sky, and rushed towards the dragon's claw flames with the cold spring wind.
At the same time, a beast suddenly roared in the cabin of the painting boat, and the sounding dragon's claws were not to be outdone. The flames spread out and rushed into the wind.
On one side is the red fire in the wood that fills half of the sky, and on the other side is the cold wind wrapped in peach blossom snow. The two reach up to the sky, down to the river, and collide in one place without any tricks!
It was as if countless thunders exploded between the sky and the earth. The water of Caojiang River surged violently and became turbid. Countless fish and shrimp corpses floated to the surface.
Qi Jingzhi stood on the painted boat, feeling the deafening thunder and dazzling flames. He felt blind and deaf for a moment, and his whole body was burned by the flames that filled the sky not far ahead.
Suddenly, a very subtle but all-pervasive chill hit him, penetrating his bones instantly.
The cold weather in spring will kill young people!
Qi Jingzhi immediately shuddered, and the remaining medicinal power of the emperor's ointment wine and mountain dragon meat exploded in his body. The energy and blood in his body also lost control at the same time. No matter how the angry crane in his heart was suppressed and guided, it was still surging and conflicting. !
Under internal and external difficulties, he felt sore and limp all over, and his internal organs felt like knives being twisted. Then his throat felt sweet and a large mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
Beside him, Jiao Yulang's hair was burnt yellow, but his energy was still strong. Suddenly he saw Qi Jingzhi vomiting blood and collapsed. He quickly supported him and asked anxiously: "Brother, what's going on?"
This question reached Qi Jingzhi's ears and immediately turned into a chaotic and strange sound.
He turned his head to look, and saw the little kid's face falling into his eyes, with mottled and grotesque colors and a ferocious twist like a demon.
He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but his teeth bumped together, and not even a single word could come out of his throat.
Qi Jingzhi didn't know what happened to him, and he didn't know why Jiao Yulang, who was at a lower level, was fine, but he also vaguely knew that he was facing the biggest disaster in his life at this moment. ….
Once you can't get through it, life and death are only a matter of seconds!
At the critical moment of life and death, Qi Jingzhi tried his best to separate all kinds of painful and distracting thoughts, and barely managed to keep a trace of his mind. This is a skill he learned after wearing the soul mask many times and trying to multitask.
"What happened to me?"
The experiences of the past few days flashed through Qi Jingzhi's mind, and the description of the five-color clouds in "The Secret Technique of Qiu Chu Cheng Yun" suddenly jumped out of his mind.
"Open your spiritual sense to communicate with heaven and earth, and accept what you see in your eyes as the five qi, what you hear in your ears as five tones, and what you taste in your mouth as five flavors!"
"Is it possible that I am in the dangerous situation I am in now because after my heart and mind were perfected and my spiritual awareness was widened, what I saw with my eyes, heard with my ears, and tasted with my mouth were far better than before?"
"I can't even notice it on weekdays, but when I encounter a master's fight, the aura of heaven and earth is so violent that my five senses can't handle it. It's like... I'm full?"
At this time, the battle in the sky became increasingly fierce.
All kinds of spiritual energy are mixed and intertwined, fighting each other endlessly. Not only the fire of Qingfu and the wind of spring cold are incompatible, but also the wood of mountain dragon and the wood of peach blossom are unwilling to merge even slightly.
Amidst the roar of the wind, countless pink petals seemed to be densely packed with snow flakes, hitting the flames in the sky endlessly.
From time to time, a ball of peach blossom snow would violently break through the flames, but it would be caught hard by the huge ship ghost dragon's claws, and it would be shattered into pieces amidst the deafening explosion.
A few remaining petals shot out from between the claws, and passed by the emerald green dragon scales, making a harsh sound of scraping gold and iron, and were soon burned into nothingness by the blazing flames.
For a moment, the Ship Ghost Dragon Claw was unable to break through the wind and snow barrier and touch the bare peach tree. The peach blossom red snow could not get past the green talisman and red flame, and no piece of it could fall on the painted boat.
The defeated spiritual energy from both sides spread in all directions, as if a poor painter who didn't know how to leave blank space was splashing paint in the air, making the world beyond the red flames of dragon claws and red peach blossoms colorful and bizarre.
Deng Fuqing stood on the top of a peach tree, her empty sleeves fluttering in the wind, and her tone was calm: "Lord of Cao Jiang, can you listen to me calmly now?"
"Why talk more if you don't want to talk about it?"
Zhu Yihou snorted coldly, and suddenly a red cloud rose up from his feet, and his whole body slowly rose into the sky.
At the same time, the Caojiang Water God with fiery beard and hair raised his right arm, and three more blue-yellow clouds flew out of his sleeve.
He stretched out his hand to draw, when suddenly there was a roar from the boat below, soaring into the sky, majestic and exciting, splitting rocks and piercing clouds!
Zhu Yihou looked back in astonishment and saw that the young man named Qi Jingzhi closed his eyes, raised his head to the sky, opened his mouth and exhaled like a roar, and the aura around his body was like the tide of the blue sea, rising upwards.
The next moment, the countless scattered spiritual energy that permeated the heaven, earth, and rivers seemed to be attracted by something, and turned into mixed spiritual streams of five colors, rushing towards the young man like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and gathered into a colorful stream above his head. huge vortex.
Its momentum was not even half inferior to that of the two powerful martial artists.
Jiao Yulang was caught off guard and was overturned by the fierce stream of spiritual energy. He rolled involuntarily three feet away and rolled into a pile with the Luqi people. ….
The chirping of the crane gradually stopped, Qi Jingzhi suddenly opened his eyes, raised his left hand, spread out his five fingers, and probed into the spiritual vortex above his head.
The next moment, a brilliant long piece of colorful cloth was pulled out by him.
The long cloth rolled down, wrapping Qi Jingzhi layer by layer, making his clothes become colorful and his eyes shining brightly.
"Eh? The feathers are often smoky, so they don't offend people!"
A look of surprise appeared on Deng Fuqing's face: "Using spiritual energy to make clothes as a buffer is a strange way to overcome the disaster. Although it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, my life is temporarily saved."
After wearing a long colorful cloth, Qi Jingzhi's eyes finally returned to clarity, and most of the noise in his ears disappeared. He immediately heard a few words of the old wood carving in his ears.
He followed the sound and looked at the old wooden carving, and asked solemnly: "May I ask, senior, what kind of disaster did this junior just survive by luck?"
"you do not know?"
Deng Fuqing immediately frowned, and her tone became even more unkind: "If you don't know, where did your method of overcoming calamity come from? Is it possible that you are amusing me?"
Qi Jingzhi shook his head slowly and said in a weak tone: "This junior is from a wild background, and has only just achieved success. I really don't know why such a disaster suddenly happened to me. Please give me some advice, senior!"
"Huh? I saw that your method of overcoming calamity is quite ingenious. I wonder which Xuanhe family you are from, but I didn't expect you to be a Yehuchan!"
The old woodcarving man's brows relaxed, and he suddenly laughed: "You young man is so shameless! I know it, I know it, but why do I have to tell you?"
He moved his eyes away from Qi Jingzhi and looked at the silent Zhu Yihou again: "Have you thought about it, Master of Cao Jiang? Although I came uninvited, I am by no means a bad guest. You are from a place where This country of Jiang Qi is not popular and does not want outsiders to know, but there is no need to hide it in front of me."
"Just now you and I have tested each other, and we should know that no one can do anything to the other! In this situation, since you can't afford to silence me and the two juniors below, why don't you invite me to sit on your ghost ship and talk to each other candidly? Let’s talk?”
As soon as the words fell, the rushing spring cold wind suddenly rolled back, and thousands of pink petals returned to the branches, actually taking the initiative to give in and no longer compete with the red dragon claw flames.
Seeing this, Zhu Yihou snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and took back the three balls of red shrimp essence.
The red flames all over the sky suddenly extinguished, and the emerald green dragon claws slowly returned to the cabin. The open cabin door slammed shut, and the roar of the beast inside subsided, becoming quiet.
There was no movement at all.
Zhu Yihou slightly cupped his hands towards the other party, his face a little ugly: "Please get on the boat!"
After saying that, the Caojiang Water God lowered his cloud head first and landed in front of Qi Jingzhi.
He took a deep look at the young man and strode back to Jiangxin Pavilion without saying a word.
A strong wind blew in mid-air, and Deng Fuqing stepped down from the wooden sword that had returned to its original shape. He also stood in front of Qi Jingzhi, with the wooden sword hanging by his side.
The old woodcarving man raised his head and glanced at the colorful vortex above, and said with a smile: "With your humble state, even if you use clever tricks, it is absolutely impossible to activate such a massive amount of mixed spiritual energy. Unless... you have just successfully awakened the spirit, Open your eyes and see the world for the first time!"
As he said that, the smile on Deng Fuqing's face turned narrow: "How about it, isn't this magnificent world beautiful? Are you tired of carrying so much mixed spiritual energy?"
Qi Jing was roasted by the red flames before and didn't even break out a drop of sweat, but now there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
He grinned, the smile was very bright, and asked without answering: "Is the first level of the second realm the spiritual enlightenment?"
"Hey, you, a junior, have a big heart!"
Deng Fuqing couldn't help but look surprised, and then nodded and said: "It's okay to tell you that the second level of communication between heaven and man is divided into three levels, followed by Qiling, Dinxia and Xinxiang. The monks of Qi may also have Any other way of calling it is just changing the soup without changing the medicine."
"Originally, after the heart bone is first formed, it still needs to be polished for a long time. Only after it is truly stabilized can we start to enlighten the spirit. This level is similar to raising the heart bone. It is a water grinding process that should be done slowly rather than hastily. It should be done in a timely manner."
Speaking of this, the short and skinny old wood carving man was actually quite gloating: "It's also your boy's bad luck. Just after he raised his heart, he faced the fight between two third-level Dacheng monks. His inner bag was already empty, but why? The spiritual pressure outside my body was too strong, and my spiritual sense was forcibly opened."
"Tsk, tsk! Being so violent and radical, to say that you are trying to encourage the seedlings is an understatement. It is just like having your eyebrows and soul opened by force! As a result, your heart and bones are exposed to the world prematurely, just like a fetus born prematurely and born sick. As soon as you opened your eyes, you suffered a disaster from the gods! Also because of the battle between the two of us, your disaster was ten times more dangerous than that of ordinary people!"
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly moved: "What is the secret between eyebrows?"
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