Chapter 420 The Light of Talent
Chapter 420 The Light of Talent
"That is……"
The Blood King Kong's expression changed, and the Fa Yin boy, who was pushed and staggered, had no time to get angry. The three of them looked at the black carriage.
"A dragon with black patterns. This is Wan... Mo Long!"
Fayin Tongzi was lying on the window, a big hand suddenly pressed his face, and Bone King Kong pushed him aside, his pure white eyes twitching:
"I told you Wan Zhuliu wouldn't just not react..."
"..."
That's what I said!
The boy Fayin was furious, but there was nothing he could do. The Four Vajras of flesh, blood, tendons and bones were the guardians of the gods. They were higher than him in both killing methods and status.
Bone King Kong is the toughest of the tough.
"Shh!"
Suddenly, the Bone Vajra and the Blood Vajra retreated together. Fayin Boy only felt two big hands pushing him to the window from the left and right. The next moment, he felt a chill in his heart.
Across the snowy street, a pair of red eyes fell on him.
"..."
The body of Fayin boy trembled, and he felt as if a sharp sword was pressed against his forehead. A bone-chilling chill came over him, freezing him in place.
"Fayin?"
The box suddenly darkened, and an indifferent voice sounded at the right time:
"Come see me."
"……Yes."
The boy Fayin turned back with difficulty, and saw that the two bald men had already shrunk into the corner.
"Those two, too."
The voice sounded again, and Fayin Tongzi let out a long sigh and jumped away without waiting for the two to answer.
"going or not?"
Inside the box, the Blood-Bone King Kong looked at each other.
"Are you afraid of him?"
Bone King Kong snorted coldly and broke out through the window.
Blood King Kong frowned slightly, but feeling the indifferent and cold will, he still followed.
……
"Mo...Prince."
In front of the carriage, the boy Fa Yin bowed and addressed the person carefully.
Ordinary people only know that Mo Long is the commander-in-chief of the Dragon Shadow Guard under the command of King Zhenwu, but he naturally knows that he is the spiritual incarnation of King Zhenwu through some means.
"come in."
Only after hearing the permission did Fayin boy get into the carriage.
The space inside the carriage was very large, and its layout was like a small study. Behind the desk sat a young man with a gloomy face, wearing a black cloak.
"Fayin, how did you die?"
Behind the desk, Mo Long raised his head, his eyes were red but not bloody, instead there was a sense of mystery and coldness.
"I……"
The Fayin boy was startled and said, "Fourteen hundred years ago, Gao Feiqing attacked the world... I was no match for him and died under his dragon stick, with my liver and brain shattered..."
As if he remembered the scene before his death, his face couldn't help twitching.
"I'm asking about that rainy night..."
Mo Long didn't want to ask him this, but after hearing what he said, his expression changed a little: "Well, was your head smashed by Gao Feiqing at that time?"
"Yes……"
Fayin Boy sighed:
"Gao Feiqing was a peerless hero. With the exception of the Dragon Demon Taoist who had disappeared at that time, he dominated the world with few opponents until Pang Wenlong appeared out of nowhere..."
Mo Long frowned and interrupted. He knew this information better than Fa Yin Tongzi: "I want to ask you, was your head smashed?"
"Yes."
Fayin boy was startled and replied: "If it weren't for the Dharma Master's rescue and me building the shrine in advance, I'm afraid my soul would have been destroyed."
"What if there is no shrine?"
"Death is certain."
The boy Fayin replied that the method of worshiping gods is the way to longevity, not immortality. How can one survive without a head?
"You will die..."
Mo Long's face darkened.
During these days, he traveled to many places and met the broken god, the headless galan, and the half-broken clavicle Bodhisattva, and what he got was almost the same.
Yan Chunyang's brain was so completely shattered that even if the Evil God Cult's legendary grand sacrifices were held, it might not be able to save him.
"That kid..."
Mo Long's eyes were slightly cold and even a little angry, directed at Yan Chunyang.
This kid only has the blood of a prince, but he doesn't have any brains at all. What if his heart was pierced and he pretended to be dead, even if he really died?
If the body was intact, he wouldn't be so distressed.
"Brother Molong!"
The voice of Bone King Kong came.
"Ah."
Mo Long responded, put down the file in his hand, and when he opened the curtain of the car, he had arrived outside the mountain gate of Longhu Temple.
"Brother Molong."
Blood King Kong walked at the back and bowed slightly.
"On that rainy night, were you two killed by Long Xixiang?"
Mo Long asked.
"Nie Xianshan."
"Dragon Evening Elephant."
Fayin Tongzi and the other boy cooperated very well.
"Long Xixiang has already broken through the Tiangang, and the three elements have united into one. I am no match for him."
Xue Jin Gang knew what Mo Long wanted to ask, and he felt a little regretful now. If he had known this would happen, he should have summoned the court at that time.
"anything else?"
“This…” Fayin Tongzi shook his head: “We were ambushed that night and had no time to investigate. I really don’t know who removed the prince’s sword intent…”
If they knew, why would they be forced to run again?
Mo Long just asked casually, and when he saw that neither of them knew the answer, he stopped asking.
He looked up at the hanging stone plaque and strode towards Longhu Mountain.
Whether it is that old ghost or not, you will know it by asking.
……
When~
The bell rang several times.
At the Ganqi Platform, many disciples of the Longhu Temple gathered on the high platform. Li Yuan received the true teachings. As usual, Long Yingchan and Long Xixiang gave speeches and encouragements.
After that, he asked the families who were watching the ceremony.
The several major Taoist sects are openly of the same blood, and peers even call each other brothers. In theory, they can challenge each other and compete with each other at this time.
But until the sound of the bell faded away, the Taoist sects did nothing except congratulate.
"call!"
Li Yuan felt a strong fluctuation of emotions. On and off the platform, most people's eyes were on him, even stronger than during the previous competition.
In the spiritual place, wisps of incense rose up at a very fast speed.
and……
Li Yuan diverted his attention to sense the place of spiritual light and the thunder dragon chasing the Ten Thousand Thunder Stones.
At this moment, the thunder dragon was extremely active, like a fish dragon entering the water, indescribably agile.
"Both form and spirit, the meaning of Thunder Dragon..."
Li Yuan kept this feeling in mind. A spiritual person has both physical and spiritual qualities. This is the key to becoming a spiritual person.
……
"My martial arts luck is not good. Even the people of Changhong Sword Sect have become cautious. What a pity, what a pity..."
On a cliff, the little tiger cub squinted his eyes and looked around. In her ear, the old man sometimes commented and sometimes sighed.
"The sect's assessment is not a martial arts performance. Long Yingchan invited them to watch the ceremony, not to compete in a fight."
Qin Shixian shook his head in his heart.
It would be unprofitable to jump out at this moment, regardless of the outcome. There are many sword maniacs in the Changhong Sword Sect, but madmen are not fools.
"You have a good eye. That kid has many forms. In addition to wind and cloud, there is also thunder and lightning. There should be about 200 forms of various animals. It is indeed an aura of the ages."
The sound rang in her ears again, and Qin Shixian felt as if a group of flies were buzzing in her ears. However, she was still startled when she heard the second hundred form:
"Two hundred forms?"
She looked intently at Li Yuan on the high platform, feeling somewhat suspicious.
She had some understanding of Li Yuan's progress in martial arts. Before he drew his sword for her, he should have just completed the Hundred Forms not long ago, right?
Or did I see it wrong at that time?
"but……"
There was a hint of doubt in the old man's voice.
"But what?"
"If my eyes are not wrong, this kid is indeed extremely talented, but when it comes to talent, he is not much better than those guys..."
Clinging to a strand of black hair on the little tiger's head, the old man overlooked the entire Qi Sensing Platform.
In his sight, the entire Qi Sensing Platform was a mixture of various colors and rising Qi. In his eyes, not only the martial arts realm of each person, but even their talents, had their own brilliance.
This is the Great Sun Dharma Eye that he created based on the Divine Eye Sutra in the orthodox method of worshiping gods, combining various eyewitness and qi-observing techniques.
"That boy..."
The old man said to himself, feeling a little strange.
From the perspective of the Dharma Eye, the scene now being reflected above and below the Qi Sensing Platform is indeed a rare sight, with all kinds of brilliance intertwined and many people with outstanding talents.
There are more than ten people who possess extraordinary talents!
In addition to the older generation such as Long Yingchan and Dading Zen Master, there are also young people such as Long Xinglie, Pei Jiu, Pei Xingkong, Shi Qingyi, and Liaokong.
Li Yuan's talent shines brighter than others, but not by much, at least not to the eternal level.
But he happens to have more than 200 forms.
At this age, his cultivation level is much faster than it was back then. By this calculation, it is even beyond the realm of the eternal level.
"How strange."
"You mean, his talent is not even at the Eternal level?"
Qin Shixian was somewhat skeptical. She had observed for several months and deduced Li Yuan's talent by comparing his speed with her own martial arts training speed.
Moreover, his "body is like a golden elixir that does not leak, and his spiritual light is like an endless tide." This is exactly one of the characteristics of the eternal talent recorded in the book.
"Hard to say."
"Hard to say?"
Qin Shixian frowned inwardly. She was really annoyed by this way of speaking. Wasn't it better to speak quickly?
“From what I can see, he is indeed a peerless talent, but his characteristics are beyond the realm of the eternal…”
Qin Shixian was suspicious, but the old man convinced himself:
"Perhaps it's some special physique? Back then, I was extremely poor and couldn't learn martial arts for a while. If it weren't for... seeing my special physique, perhaps..."
"Maybe what?"
The old man's voice became smaller and smaller, and Qin Shixian didn't hear it. She was about to ask more questions when she suddenly heard the old man let out a light exclamation.
"Ok?"
Qin Shixian was a little slow.
On the high platform, Long Yingchan raised his head, and Zen Master Dading and others also looked over.
"hold head high!"
"Roar!"
The roars of tigers and dragons resounded throughout the mountains, tearing through the snow and echoing in Hengshan City.
"Dragon and tiger appear together?!"
Master Li was counting the wisps of incense rising from the spiritual light place, and was a beat late before he realized it.
But outside the mountain gate, strong winds were howling, carrying heavy snow, swirling into the air like tornadoes, and large patches of fog followed.
The wind and clouds gathered, a white tiger rose up on the wind, and a blue dragon circled in the clouds.
"A talent for the ages?"
Li Yuan thought about it, but found that there was no surprise on Master Long's face, and Lao Longtou and others seemed to have expected it.
He looked intently and saw someone walking in the air from the mountain gate.
(End of this chapter)