Chapter 357: Dragon Demon and Spirit Turtle
Chapter 357: Dragon Demon and Spirit Turtle (updates with monthly tickets)
While speaking, Yingxin's head was pressed against the ground, but instead of the expected thunderous wrath, he just asked calmly:
"What did he do again?"
"My Lord, my Lord is going to hold the Thousand Yin Ceremony, hoping to use the power of the Thousand Yin Law and the Law Master to cleanse, cleanse the bloodline, but was discovered by Zhongli Luan of the Samadhi Cave..."
Ying Xin did not dare to hide anything. He finished speaking haltingly, still not daring to look up. All he could see was the pair of black-bottomed dragon boots.
"Nonsense."
Wan Zhuliu's gaze was still fixed on the Demon Subduing Knife, and he seemed nonchalant:
"How can Qian Yin accomplish something that even I can't do? This kid is really a bit stupid..."
Wan Zhuliu's voice was calm, like the tone of a father who heard his child being scolded by the teacher for playing in the school, and he sounded a little helpless and full of hatred for his son's goodness.
But Ying Xin felt as if her thoughts were frozen. After a while, she spoke with difficulty:
"My Lord, my Lord was just deceived and made a mistake. The Dragon and Tiger Temple detained my Lord without authorization, which is clearly a contempt for the court..."
"The court has its own laws. Those who commit rape and robbery will be put to death. Those who commit murder will be put to death. It is not wrong for Longhu Temple to detain him."
Wan Zhuliu looked at the black lines on the knife for a long time but could not see anything unusual. He also said casually:
"Although he is my disciple, the law cannot be abolished, but..."
Yingxin looked up in surprise.
But in the darkness, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils lit up, and there was the sound of dragon scales rubbing against the ground. Then, a young man in a black robe and with a gloomy face walked out of the darkness.
"Mo Long, after I patrol the East Sea, I will go to the Nine-Layered Strong Wind Heaven. Please go to see His Majesty on my behalf and ask for a special pardon for Yan Chunyang.
Then I went to Longhu Temple to meet Long Yingchan. The old monk is a smart man and knows what to do. "
As he spoke, Wan Zhuliu glanced at Ying Xin:
"You must keep an eye on him this time. If something similar happens again, you don't have to come back."
"Yes!"
Yingxin quickly lowered her head.
Glancing at Ying Xin, the black-robed Mo Long said in a hoarse voice:
"Let's go."
After the two left, the study suddenly became quiet. Wan Zhuliu gently stroked the Dragon God Sword. The black lines on it were like water, and light and shadows intertwined and flickered. After a moment, it returned to silence.
"Eight Directions Temple, Eight Directions Temple..."
Wan Zhuliu's armor with tortoise patterns was faintly visible. He looked at the Demon Subduing Dragon Divine Sword, but his sight seemed to penetrate the blade and see far away:
"Even if I have an unparalleled talent, it's not enough. Do I really have to change my form to see all directions?"
Woo~
The black tide surged, submerging Wan Zhuliu who was sitting cross-legged. Only his own voice was still floating in the air:
"Ten Thousand Beasts Meditation, Dragon Demon Heart Sutra... and that old turtle..."
……
Call ~
A strong wind blew across the East China Sea, causing a raging tide on the vast ocean. The Duntian Boat swept across the sky, and a ravine several miles wide suddenly appeared on the sea surface, extending towards the distance.
Countless fish and shrimps were swept up into the sky by the strong wind and fell down like a heavy rain.
"Escape Sky Boat."
In the sea tide, a lone boat rises and falls with the tide. On the boat, a middle-aged man slowly raises his head and looks at the traces that linger in the sky:
"Emperor Qian is really generous. He even lets Wan Zhuliu use the Sky-Escape Boat as he pleases."
This middle-aged man had a well-proportioned figure, a pale face and no beard. He was dressed in a plain white gown. Apart from a book tied around his waist, he had no valuables.
"When Emperor Qian ascended the throne, the imperial capital was in turmoil. If it weren't for Wan Zhuliu's strong support, how could he have sat on the throne so quickly?"
In the boat, a woman in a bright red outfit was warming up the wine. When she heard the voice, her beautiful eyes turned slightly:
"If the leader wants it, we can find a big city, call in the four great masters Qianyin, Qianling, Chifa and Baibi, and work together to kill him and divide up the Xuanbing. How about that?"
"With the Sky-Escape Boat, the Sea-Suppressing Black Turtle Armor, and the Demon-Subduing Dragon Divine Sword, how can I afford to provoke you?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the woman:
"Eagle King, you dare to think so."
"The leader is too timid."
The woman in red chuckled, but it was just talk. Not to mention that the four Dharma masters could not be summoned easily, even if they were summoned, it was impossible for them to join forces to ambush and kill Wan Zhuliu.
There are twelve Xuan soldiers, some of them are ownerless, but who would dare to target Wan Zhuliu?
"That old turtle runs really fast."
The middle-aged man looked out at the vast ocean, frowning slightly: "The ten-year agreement that the old turtle made with us has only been in place for the past two years, how could he suddenly disappear?"
It had been nine years since the spirit turtle fell into the sea. The world was in an uproar at the time. Nine of the world's twelve great masters came, but no matter who they were, even if they joined forces, they could not break the turtle shell on its body.
Although Wan Zhuliu holds three mysterious weapons, he does not have the Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace. It is impossible for him to activate two of the mysterious weapons for a long time, and he may not be able to scare the old turtle to this extent.
"We should have killed it last time. This old turtle is too spiritual. If it really wanted to hide, it would be much more difficult to find it than to find the Lord of the Black Whale."
The woman in red picked up the hot wine and walked out of the cabin.
In the distance, a pure yellow light came whistling over, and a burly man, more than two meters tall, landed in front of the boat, causing huge waves.
"Did the Elephant King gain anything?"
"Reporting to the leader, I don't know where the old turtle has gone. The spies and feather eagles I left behind have all disappeared. There is no trace of his presence left. I can't find him!"
The giant came walking on the water. He had a dark yellow complexion, and had no hair, beard, or eyebrows. His big bald head emitted a light yellow glow.
"Look again."
Yan Tianxiong frowned.
"If we can't find him, then we can't find him. We just know where the Black Whale Master is. Why are we afraid that we can't catch him?"
The red-dressed woman looked at her leader. "This old turtle has a great secret, perhaps more valuable than the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer."
Yan Tianxiong gazed at the sky:
"Nine-fold Gangfeng is difficult for gods to pass. Even a strong person like Wan Zhuliu would not dare to pass through it without a Duntian Boat. But this old turtle can descend from the sky..."
According to historical records, there were many natural treasures that fell from the sky, but there was only one spiritual beast, especially a living one that could communicate.
Whether or not it comes from the legendary Bafang Temple, its value is immeasurable.
"Maybe he was really scared away by Wan Zhuliu?"
The bald giant looked up at the sky. The traces left by the Duntian Boat were still there, like a huge bridge spanning the East China Sea, stretching for an unknown number of miles and lasting for a long time.
"That's all."
After thinking for a moment, Yan Tianxiong sat down again, and the boat turned and returned to the way it came.
"Pfft~"
After a long time, ripples appeared on the calm sea surface, and a palm-sized sea turtle with barbs poked its head out and spit out a mouthful of sea water.
A pair of little eyes rolled around a few times and then swam towards the shore.
……
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Inside the Dragon-Tiger Pagoda, Li Yuan listened for a long time, waiting until everyone had dispersed before following the old dragon head back. By this time, it was already daybreak.
"With your talent and the help of the Dragon Tiger Pill, you will be able to achieve success in marrow refining in half a year at most. However, each realm has its own advantages. If you slow down a little, and then change your blood, and even the path to enlightenment, you will be able to walk more steadily."
In the small temple, the master and disciple, who had not slept all night, were still in good spirits. Long Xixiang was in a very happy mood and explained to Li Yuan the things that he needed to pay attention to when refining the internal organs.
"The disciple understands."
Li Yuan nodded.
He remembered clearly that once the blood transfusion was completed, the bones would be completely finalized. Even if he learned more martial arts afterwards, he would not be able to raise the limits of his physique and improve his bones.
Before that, he naturally wanted to make some changes to his bones.
He touched the Mirage Dragon Belt around his waist. Controlling this belt could change the Mirage Dragon's body, changing it into hundreds of forms at once. He was quite looking forward to it.
"While refining the internal organs, you can also practice some secret techniques."
Long Xixiang was obviously well prepared, and took out a booklet from his pocket:
"This is the secret method of refining the internal organs of the Great Dragon Sect, called the 'Black Turtle Method'. If you practice this method to perfection, it will make your kidney water flow like a tide, and it will never stop until you die."
"Kidneys, the kidney water never runs dry."
Li Yuan's expression was a little subtle.
Seeing his strange expression, Long Xixiang coughed lightly and added:
"If you practice this method to perfection, not only will your kidneys be as strong as diamond, but you will also be able to maintain your current appearance until you die of old age!"
“What a magical skill!”
Li Yuan was shocked and quickly took the booklet.
As early as the first time he saw Long Xixiang, he was quite shocked by his young face. Later, he asked about it, but he did not get an answer.
"Changing form is the beginning of becoming a non-human. Refining the organs and marrow is the process of physical transformation. Don't underestimate it."
Long Xixiang took the opportunity to teach the Christians.
"Disciple, please remember this."
Li Yuan responded solemnly, but couldn't help but ask curiously: "What secret technique did Uncle Nie have?"
"His school is called 'Big Toad Qi'. It cultivates the stomach. It emphasizes taking a breath of sword Qi into the stomach. When the true Qi is warmed and nourished, it can grind gold and iron and digest most poisonous plants in the world. Moreover, this breath will become stronger and stronger as it is warmed and nourished..."
Long Xixiang did not hide it: "Master Nie has been holding onto this breath for hundreds of years. Now that he has let it out, even the immortals on earth dare not take it head-on. Unfortunately, there is only one breath."
"Big Toad Qi."
Another good thing.
Li Yuan's eyes were bright, he discovered the heritage of Longhu Temple, he had too little exposure to it before. There were secret methods for refining the internal organs, so what about refining the marrow and exchanging blood?
"Since the old Taoist is willing to teach you, just learn it."
Long Xixiang didn't care at this time. He coughed lightly and continued to narrate:
"The kidneys are like this, the stomach is like this, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and all the other internal organs are like this. Unfortunately, there are only three top-notch methods of refining internal organs in the temple, which are not as comprehensive as the Divine Organs Sutra in the God Worship Method..."
"Shen Zang Meridian."
Li Yuan's heart moved, and he took out a booklet from his arms: "Master, I got a fragment of a scripture somewhere before, it seems to be the Shen Zang Sutra?
"Can you give me some advice?"
"Shen Zang Jing?"
Long Xixiang was a little surprised. He took the booklet, flipped through it, and put it down.
"It is indeed the Shen Zang Sutra, but it is quite incomplete, so it is difficult to get started. But for you, it is not a bad thing."
Long Xixiang had no prejudice against the method of worshipping gods. Li Yuan knew this long ago, so he dared to bring it out in front of him.
"You can learn."
With the approval of the old dragon head, Li Yuan struck while the iron was hot and took out the Divine Palm Sutra.
At this moment, Long Xixiang's expression changed a little, and he glanced at him:
"Did you get this by chance?"
(End of this chapter)