It's night, in the small courtyard of Xuandu.
"come on!"
"Tianpeng, are you okay? You can't even break up with a woman?"
"I bet one hundred taels of silver on the canopy to win!"
"I bet Erlang Shen will win!"
The rain stopped, and the courtyard was filled with heat. Even Xiaotian and White Snake hiding in the pool came out and stared at this scene.
Wang Bo and Lou Ling were seen wrestling with each other on the stone table in the courtyard. Others watched with interest and cheered.
Wang Bo cultivated the secret method of the Ma Dao lineage and asked the Ape Immortal to be with him. The higher the Ape Immortal's cultivation level, the higher his own cultivation level. He is now half-step to the Yangshen realm and can be called the strongest of the Ma Dao lineage today. By.
Strength has always been his strong point. Even if he does not appear as an ape immortal, he can still carry the cauldron as if he were an overlord in this world.
But Lou Ling is undoubtedly a very powerful opponent. Although she is a woman, she has excellent martial arts skills and is proficient in bow and arrow. The Coiling Dragon Golden Bow requires the strength of a tiger to open it, but she can shoot six beads in a row.
After practicing "Doumu Yuanjun's Bow Refining Curse", her arm strength has also been greatly strengthened. Her seemingly weak arms contain extremely amazing strange power.
Buzz~
The stone table trembled slightly, and dust kept falling, as if it could not bear the huge strength of the two people.
The two of them looked at each other, both with sharp eyes, and their arms kept exerting force, neither of them willing to admit defeat.
Click!
Cracks began to appear on the table and continued to spread. The two people's hands sometimes moved to the right, sometimes to the left, and they were in a stalemate for a while.
Wang Bo did not rely on the power of the Ape Immortal, and Lou Ling did not rely on the power of starlight. The two agreed to rely only on the power of the physical body.
"Tsk, tsk, what two monsters..."
When Wu Wei saw this scene, he felt a little scared. Fortunately, his senior brother didn't put him and Erlang Shen in a group. Can they be called women?
With a slap in the face, I'm afraid I can't tell the difference between east, west and north.
He looked at the God of Food with sympathetic eyes and found that the little fat man was secretly eating snacks, fruits, candied fruits, pastries, dried meat...
There seems to be a restaurant hidden in the pocket of the God of Cookery.
"Bah!"
Wang Bo roared angrily, and the veins on his arms popped out, and the terrifying muscles were like lumps of iron. At the same time, the blood on his face surged, but it was blocked by the mask.
Click!
The stone table was finally overwhelmed and turned into rubble with a roar.
Lou Ling's hand was pressed down by him.
Wang Bo gasped and laughed: "Haha, give in, give in!"
"It seems that the matter of accompanying the imperial master to Dengzhou this time will be left to me and Yue Lao. Erlang Shen, I'm sorry~"
The Imperial Master was about to go to Dengzhou, and in order to facilitate things, he planned to take two Hidden Dragons with him. They didn't want to miss this opportunity, so they decided to win by arm wrestling.
Lou Ling rubbed her sore wrist and said nothing, but a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.
Being able to follow the National Master is undoubtedly a very precious opportunity. A casual pointer from the National Master may be able to make them see through the clouds and gain a lot of benefits.
Apart from anything else, the arrow from Yinshan fascinated her.
How could she not think that one day she would be able to shoot thousands of miles with an arrow, kill the Yang God like a piece of grass, and repel an enemy's army of one hundred thousand?
Being able to shoot such a magnificent arrow, even if it meant death, there would be no regrets.
The door opens.
Li Daoxuan walked out of the room, dressed in a green robe, his long hair had been combed neatly by the little flower god, and he wore a peach wood hairpin. A few strands of hair on his forehead were slightly floating in the wind, like a orchid jade tree, standing quietly under the moonlight.
"Meet the Imperial Master!"
Everyone bowed and saluted, their voices extremely respectful.
This is a kind of reverence and admiration from the heart, not only because of his unparalleled spiritual power, but also because of his ambition and character, which are as high as a mountain.
Without the Imperial Master, there would be no Hidden Dragon and no prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.
He single-handedly changed the old situation in which demons were infested in the Tang Dynasty, and turned the tide several times, just like the magic needle that calmed the sea.
The Mother of Lightning disappeared, the autumn harvest was delayed, and the governor of Dengzhou colluded with demons. It had been a long time since the Tang Dynasty had such a major event, but they were not too worried in their subconscious.
Just because the man in front of me is here.
With the Imperial Master here, there will be no chaos in the Tang Dynasty!
"It seems you have decided the winner."
Li Daoxuan casually moved, and the broken stone table automatically gathered and reorganized, and returned to its original state in an instant.
Wang Bo chuckled and said: "National Master, I won. Please let me and Yue Lao accompany you to Dengzhou!"
"I won, not bad."
Hearing the praise from the Imperial Master, Wang Bo almost burst into laughter.
"Since you won, Erlang Shen and Cooking God will accompany me to Dengzhou."
The smile on Wang Bo's face froze instantly.
"National Master, this... I won..."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and said, "When did you hear me say that the winner goes to Dengzhou?"
"this……"
"After I left Chang'an, although Li Chunfeng was still in charge of the Four Saints Formation, he could not fully utilize the power of the formation after all. His Majesty's safety depends on you."
Wang Bo is in charge of the 'Great Sage' puppet and is destined not to leave Chang'an.
Lou Ling Yingrui is decisive, and Lu Chunliang is smooth in dealing with things. Their personalities complement each other, one is strong and the other is soft, and their cultivation is also good. They are suitable to be brought to Dengzhou.
"promise!"
Hearing what the Imperial Master said, Wang Bo suddenly felt that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility and was very honored.
Lou Ling asked: "National Master, how do we get to Dengzhou?"
Li Daoxuan didn't speak. A strand of hair on his head fell down and turned into a carriage. The white horse pulling the carriage was extremely handsome.
"Let's go."
Li Daoxuan boarded the carriage and said calmly.
At the same time, Xiaotian turned into a puppy and got in, and White Snake turned into a three-inch snake and got into Li Daoxuan's sleeve.
In the past five years, they have also been practicing hard, but they are all stuck in the late stage of Yin Shen, and have been unable to break through to the Yang Shen realm.
However, the cultivation of monsters is inherently slow, and their current speed is already quite explosive in the world of monsters.
In a carriage?
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang looked at each other, a little puzzled. Dengzhou is two thousand miles away from Chang'an, separated by many mountains and rivers. Even if the carriage was conjured by the imperial master's magic, it would not be very convenient.
But now that the Imperial Master has spoken, they will not have any rebuttal and will only comply.
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang sat in front of the carriage and pulled up the reins.
"drive!"
The white horse neighed like thunder, and two streams of hot air came out of its nose, like mist.
The next moment, in full view of everyone, the white horse soared into the sky, transformed into a white dragon, and rushed into the sky with the carriage, flying as fast as lightning under the bright moon.
In just a few breaths, he disappeared into the night sky of Chang'an.
Wang Bo and others were stunned.
"Ride...by a dragon?"
He was extremely envious.
This is so impressive!
Damn it, such a great opportunity was snatched away by Lou Ling, otherwise I would be the groom of the national master... No, I am the one who is the master of the dragon!
"It is said that the ancient immortals used dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other mythical beasts to pull their carts when traveling. With the state master's current cultivation level, I am afraid that he is not far away from becoming an immortal..."
Qing Emperor looked at the night sky in a daze and muttered to himself.
Wang Bo smiled and said: "The higher the national master's cultivation level, the better. If he becomes an immortal, wouldn't we, the Tang Dynasty, be invincible in the world?"
"Tianpeng, if the Imperial Master really becomes an immortal, will he still stay in the Tang Dynasty?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Bo was stunned.
Even Wu Wei, who has always been informal, showed a solemn expression.
According to records in ancient books, some ancient immortals hid themselves in the city, some hid themselves in famous mountains and rivers, and some ascended to the rank of immortals during the day.
The so-called immortals stand in the sky, transcend the three realms, live forever and watch the rise and fall of dynasties and the vicissitudes of the world with a smile.
Don’t you see, did the immortal gods who served King Wu conquer the Zhou Dynasty come down to earth to help when the Zhou Dynasty fell?
There is an insurmountable gap between immortals and mortals.
If the national master became an immortal, would he still stay in the Tang Dynasty?
This question remained in the hearts of the three people, making them absent-minded for a long time...
The night is getting darker.
However, a figure quietly slipped out of the palace, hiding its figure with the magical power of Wood Escape, avoiding layers of guards, and finally stopped in a corner of the imperial city.
The dragon energy in the Taiji Palace had no reaction to this person and allowed him to cast spells.
The moonlight shines through the clouds on his fair face, revealing an extremely handsome face, with bright eyes, agile and energetic, and his skin is like a jade carving, shiny and white.
It is Chang Le who is disguised as a man.
She put on a white dress and dressed up like a young lady in brocade clothes. Anyone who saw her would admire her, she was such a graceful and beautiful young man in troubled times.
The palace gates have long been closed, and the imperial city towers like a majestic pass blocking the road.
There are no trees here, so Changle cannot use the wood escape magical power. It seems that this time the private visit plan will be aborted.
But she smiled slightly, and calmly formed seals with her hands, operating her magic power according to the master's instructions, silently reciting the formula, and displaying some kind of magical power.
"Change!"
There was a flash of light on her body, and then she turned into a sparrow. However, due to insufficient cultivation, the sparrow's feathers were still white, which looked a little abnormal.
Changle flapped his wings and began to stagger into the sky, like a drunken sparrow.
This is the seventy-two transformation magical power passed down to her by her master. She just barely got started and could only turn into a sparrow. There were always various flaws, such as the white feathers at this time.
But Changle was extremely excited.
She gradually became familiar with flying. She flapped her wings and flew higher and higher. She crossed the city wall and flew freely over Chang'an. She felt the air surging under her wings. She stared at the low houses below and couldn't help shouting in excitement. Come.
"Meow~"
Well, because I didn’t practice enough, I actually made the sound of a kitten.
Changle quickly shut up.
After an unknown amount of time, she had flown out of Chang'an City and headed east, which was the direction of Dengzhou.
Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly!
She was in a good mood, thinking about the 'accidental encounter' with her master, and couldn't help but laugh.
At this moment, a big net fell from the sky and covered her inside.
"Meow~"
She struggled hard, but still fell to the ground, crying in pain.
A man climbed down from the tree and looked around suspiciously. Why did he hear the cat meowing?
Changle wanted to restore his true body and tried several times, but suddenly found that the spell to transform back had failed!
Perhaps because of her inner panic, the mana in her body was completely unable to be mobilized.
Changle looked at the man, hoping that he could untie the web.
The man chuckled and said to himself: "I caught a lot of birds tonight, almost enough to eat."
Changle:o((⊙﹏⊙))o
…
Half an hour later.
The man set up a fire, stuck several sparrows on a sharpened stick, and grilled them on the fire.
The ground was covered with plucked feathers and bird entrails.
The aroma fills the air.
The man grinned, showing his yellow teeth. Thick saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he sucked it back with a slurp.
He picked up a branch and bit off the head of the bird on it.
Crunchy, so fragrant!
Chang Le shivered in the net, and Dao Xin became even more panicked. She kept trying to mobilize her magic power, but nothing happened.
Is she going to die here today, or is she going to die in such a ridiculous way?
Become a bird and be eaten...
If word got out, she would probably become the laughing stock of the entire Taoist sect.
Master, where are you? Wuwuwu, Changle is going to be eaten...
The man ate three roasted sparrows in one go, but he was not full yet. He looked at the sparrows that Chang Le had transformed into, and silently picked up the stones at his feet.
Changle was frightened and his whole body was shaking.
Just now, this man knocked the sparrows in the net unconscious with stones, and then pulled out their feathers and guts...
The man walked towards Changle, thinking about the smell of roasted sparrows, and kept swallowing his saliva.
Changle struggled hard, but to no avail.
The man raised the stone high and was about to hit it.
"Wait!"
An old man in gray robe came riding a donkey, waving his hands and shouting from a distance.
This old man has a green gourd hanging from his waist, and his beard and hair are all white, but he does not look senile at all. Instead, his face is rosy, full of energy, and his eyes are clear and shining, almost like a young man.
The old man took out three taels of silver from his arms and said with a smile: "Little brother, God is kind to you. Can you sell the remaining birds to me?"
When the man saw that there was money, he gave up without any hesitation.
The old man walked over, lifted the net, and let the sparrows fly away.
Changle flapped his wings, but he seemed to be too frightened and couldn't fly.
The old man walked over, put her gently in his palm, and then rode away on his donkey. When he reached an invisible place, he smiled at the white sparrow in his hand.
"Little baby, which sect are you a disciple of? Don't you know that when practicing the art of transformation, you must have an elder from the sect watching over you?"
Chang Le was shocked. He... saw his true identity?
"The art of transformation requires learning from nature, and it is the most mysterious. Once something goes wrong, you will be at the mercy of others, such as turning into a bug and being eaten by a bird, or being eaten by someone like you..."
The old man in gray robe sighed: "You baby's transformation technique is very good. If you hadn't practiced it well, even I wouldn't be able to see the flaws. But for this reason, you need to be more cautious when practicing."
After saying that, he bit his middle finger, squeezed out a little blood, and pressed it lightly on the sparrow's head.
In an instant, Changle felt that her magic power had been restored again. She flew out Yingying, then transformed back into the appearance of the young master in brocade clothes, and bowed to the old man.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"
The old man in gray robe looked at Changle on the donkey and said with a smile: "What a charming female Jiao'e. Which family are you a disciple of?"
"The little girl is He Jia, the tenth generation disciple of Longhu Mountain."
Hejia is her Taoist name, but very few people know it. Changle said this, not only to deceive her savior, but also to avoid exposing her identity.
The old man in gray robe was a little surprised, and he also bowed and said in salute: "It turns out that he is the Kun Dao of Longhu Mountain. He is worthy of being an authentic Taoist sect. He has a good Taoist practice at a young age. I admire him."
"Don't you know your senior's surname?"
Changle asked, while looking at the old man with the Qi-gazing technique in Ziwei Dou Shu.
In an instant, the dazzling golden light of merit soared into the sky, reaching a height of a hundred feet, almost blinding Changle's eyes, and he felt that the whole world had become a golden expanse!
Did he meet a god?
"I can't say he's famous. I, Sun Simiao, are just a wandering doctor and a barefoot doctor."
