Chapter 658: Building a House
Chapter 658: Building a House
Boom!
The roar was deafening, a mountain of flesh rushed out, and the golden tent exploded into a sky full of flowers.
Crackling.
Countless pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground, with a broken thigh mixed in and falling into Liang Qu's arms.
Her thighs were as white as jade, silver chains dangled from her ankles, and her toenails were dyed bright red with marigolds. They were truly beautiful legs, but they were quite slippery, and the light yellow sheep oil had been dried by the cold wind and hardened into lumps.
Throw it away casually.
The crowd in Liangqu went against the wind and moved forward, relying on the unity of man and nature to avoid danger.
The sword-like wind blew away the hardened snow, exposing the brown earth within a radius of dozens of miles, with crisscrossing cuts.
Countless slaves hugged gold and silver utensils and fled, but the strong winds did not give them much chance of survival. Those who were unlucky were turned into bloody mud and frozen to the ground together with the broken utensils.
The roar in the sky shook the clouds.
"Yan Dongjun, how dare you come to Beiting to seek death? Today I will kill another Martial Saint in Daqian!"
"Yan Dongjun, you are too arrogant! How dare you think you are invincible? If Qiyan Khan arrives from a thousand miles away, you will have no chance of survival!"
"Yan Dongjun, you want to start a war between the two countries? Can you bear the guilt of causing so much suffering?"
"Yan Dongjun, we have no grudges against each other! Why do you want to destroy my tribe?"
"Hahaha, Naiman, you're talking too much nonsense. Now that the magic weapon is forged, I'll use you to test the gun!"
There was a flash of astonishment in Naiman Khan's eyes.
Just as the figure exited.
outside world.
Lan Jicai happened to pour the remaining contents of the Grandmaster into the Temple of Heaven.
Liang Qu, who was approaching against the wind, was suddenly moved and his perspective changed suddenly.
Come to your senses again.
Liang Qu stood in the air, holding a black iron spear. The spear handle in his palm was not made of delicate wood, but rather like layers of dense dragon scales. Holding it in his hand, it felt like holding a living dragon.
coming!
Liang Qu was concentrating completely. He had experienced similar scenes no less than three times and was very familiar with them.
With the blessing of the state of unity between heaven and man, it is like a tiger with wings, nothing more than...
boom!
Like a mountain collapsing, the moment the gun tip touched the blade, Liang Qu felt as if countless pieces of information were violently stuffed into his mind, bombarding him, as if the gun was not aimed at the Khan, but stabbed into his skull, and even stirred it twice!
In an instant, Naiman Khan's three-meter-long sword broke into pieces, his eyeballs became bloodshot and burst, leaving two empty bloody holes.
puff!
The spear pierced his chest.
It's like a water bag being punctured!
The huge amount of flesh and skin tightly adhered to the Khan's bones, looking hideous and terrifying!
"Happy, happy!"
Long laughter reaches the sky.
“It’s consumed so quickly.”
Lan Jicai was surprised and looked down at the empty pottery jar.
He did empty out the remnants.
The first time, there were two portions of remnants, and I sat on the altar for a day and a half.
The second time, the four remaining portions were used for three and a half days of sitting on the altar.
The third time, the same two portions, how come most of them were consumed in the blink of an eye?
The center of the Temple of Heaven.
Liang Qu groaned, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and his breath dropped sharply.
"Ok?"
Swish!
Several figures flashed behind Lan Jicai.
Long Binglin, Long Eying, Yang Xu...
"Lord Mo!"
Lan Jicai immediately sought off-field assistance, as he had never seen such a scene before.
Logically speaking, unless one is weak-minded, troubled by the "evil shadow", and trapped in an illusion, there should be no danger if one sits on the altar normally!
A figure flashed by.
The skinny old man stood on the opposite mast, glanced over, and said calmly: "Those with talent can merge with the altar master's true spirit and learn a little bit of his skills. The gap between Langyan and Yaolong is too big. He suffered a shock during the period, so this is what happened."
Lan Jicai heard the hidden meaning: "So nothing happened?"
"nothing."
as predicted.
Not long after Liang Qu's mouth and nose started bleeding, his breathing returned to normal, and was even several times stronger than before, with a bit more sharpness, like the blade of a long sword.
Everyone in the field relaxed their minds, watched for a moment, and then returned to the deck.
In the Temple of Heaven, the remaining energy of the Grandmaster was rapidly consumed, and Liang Qu greedily accepted the last afterglow. This was a completely different experience from the one when the Lord of Chuan killed the dragon.
Chuanzhu's shot gave Liang Qu the feeling that he had forcibly learned a skill that did not belong to him in a game, and in the future he could perform the corresponding moves by pressing the corresponding buttons.
The effect is good, but apart from the skills, there are no additional benefits. It's like copying a model. Without the gourd, you can't draw a gourd at all. It's the same as what you do on a normal day.
Yan Dongjun’s true spirit skills are different.
Perhaps it was because his realm level was not as high as Chuanzhu's, and with the help of the learning of the unity of man and nature, Liang Qu gained so much that he felt full for a while. He could only swallow it all whole for the time being, and try his best to remember all the feelings, bury them in his memory, and chew them slowly in the future.
nice one!
Really good stuff!
The snow falls and stops, the sun rises and the sun sets.
In a blink of an eye, two days passed and the setting sun spread over the river, scattering golden fragments.
The tower ship went to Jishuitan.
As they got closer to the imperial capital, there were more and more merchant ships on the river, and it finally showed a bit of prosperity. Moreover, all the large ships going to the imperial capital had backgrounds and were not as afraid of the golden leaf ships as those in other places.
Those who were very curious even deliberately moved closer to find out why there was someone sitting so high on the boat.
The Temple of Heaven has long since returned to its dead silence.
After the Grandmaster's remaining energy was consumed, Lan Jicai immediately sealed it up to avoid damaging the True Spirit in the altar.
But Liang Qu still did not wake up from his meditation.
Fortunately, his increasingly strong breath showed that he was fine and was getting better.
"Which young man is so young but has such a huge savings? Is he going to join the tiger hunting camp?"
On the three-story high barge, a young man in a long gown held onto the railing, looked at Liang Qu, and marveled inwardly.
He was nearly thirty years old, barely 50 years old, and the other person seemed to be several years younger than him.
"Hey, isn't this Song Jili? Why are you coming to the imperial capital instead of going to Beiling to practice? Why are you going home for the holidays this year?"
Song Jili turned around when he heard the voice and saw the person who was talking. He laughed dumbly: "I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Brother Liu. Three years have passed. It's rare that I have time. I must go home to visit. Could it be Brother Liu?"
"Hey, it's not true." Liu Qiaosheng waved his hand, and a plump woman walked out of the cabin of the barge. He embraced her, hugged her waist tightly, and leaned against the railing to laugh. Then he looked up and said, "I returned to Beijing two days earlier than you. Today I'm going to take a boat with my friends to enjoy the snow. If Brother Song is not in a hurry, why not get on board and get to know each other? I'll treat you!"
Song Jili was very upset.
The journey was boring, and someone wanted to treat him to a meal, which was indeed a leisurely event. Just as he was about to turn around and jump off the boat, suddenly, his ears moved.
Crack!
There was a slight crisp sound in the river breeze.
"This is……"
Liu Qiaosheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he stepped across the big ship, saw the golden leaf boat opposite, then looked at the figure sitting high on the boat, and immediately understood what Song Jili was looking at before.
"To break through?"
The two looked at each other, both surprised.
Previously, it was obvious that the blood and qi were surging, causing the crisp sound of muscles and bones rubbing against each other.
"He is so young, could he be a descendant of the royal family?"
Crack!
After the first sound, there was the second sound, the third sound...
Sui Er.
The dense and crisp sound exploded into a piece.
More and more people paid attention to this place and came here by boat. Among them, there were many knowledgeable people who noticed what Liang Qu was sitting on.
That is……
Temple of Heaven?!
"What's going on, what's going on?"
Inside the barge, several young men put on their coats and came to Liu Qiaosheng's side. They followed his index finger and looked into the distance. When they saw Liang Qu's appearance, they were all somewhat shocked.
"So young, a great martial artist in his early twenties?"
Before he finished his words, the crisp sound gradually faded. It did not disappear, but was drowned out by the louder sound of the ocean tide!
Almost at the moment when the tide roared, a bright red light shone through the body, and the golden leaves of the ship turned into blood leaves in an instant.
The waves retreated.
The foam is layered.
The person sitting high stepped on the wind and entered a state of meditation. Red light burst out from his whole body, even suppressing the setting sun in the sky.
The vast energy and blood in his body were being refined and condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, surging layer by layer!
Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet...
In a blink of an eye.
A column of blood burst through the sky.
Eye-catching and flying!
(End of this chapter)