I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 172
The dragon corpse in front of them was too shocking, completely beyond their expectations.

Dragons are the strength of scale insects. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, even legends are extremely rare. Gu Yao has recited many classics, and the records in them are extremely taboo about dragons. They only say that they are neither gods nor demons, hidden in the world, and rarely seen in the world.

Among the many folk legends related to dragons in Dazhou, the most famous one is "Wang Mang", a great monster who wanted to transform into a dragon but was borrowed by the Han ancestors for more than 200 years to take revenge and disturb the world.

And strictly speaking, Wang Mang is just a python, not a dragon.

There are almost no real connections with dragons, not even the rumors that the dragon prince rains in severe droughts, evil dragons cannibalize people, and so on.

The golden lotus that Gu Yao popped up slowly disappeared, and the dragon corpse gradually became one with the darkness.

The old Taoist stood in the water, and the whole body was ignited with a red golden light, illuminating this place brightly.

Gu Yao leaned behind him: "Master."

The old man raised his hand to signal Gu Yao not to speak, and saw him walking towards the dragon corpse.

With the help of his light, Gu Yao restrained his mind and estimated the size of the black dragon.

It is about thirteen feet long or more, and its width cannot be estimated, but one person can barely hold its claws.

The old man walked over like this, looking like a kitten and a tiger.

Gu Yao didn't know what the old man wanted to do, but just in case, he silently retreated a little distance, so as to avoid accidents and become the old man's flaw.

As the old man approached, many blue, ghost-like floating objects gradually appeared in the water around the black dragon, circling around the dragon's body.

Unconsciously suppressing his breath, Gu Yao stared closely at the black dragon's eyes, for fear that it would suddenly blink.

I saw that the old Taoist first walked to an iron chain, stretched out his hand to hold the tight iron chain, grabbed a purple talisman, looked at it carefully, let go of the iron chain, and walked towards the dragon's mouth.

Avoiding the dragon's beard, he took out the miasma bead from between the dragon's teeth, turned around and flicked the miasma bead towards Gu Yao, and walked down to the stone nail by himself.

Gu Yao grabbed it without looking at it, and continued to stare at the old man.

The old Taoist came to the stone nail, but before he could move, the will-o'-the-wisp in the water suddenly went berserk, and the originally turbulent water began to flow back and turn around, colliding with each other, and terrible waves collided with the two of them in the collision of the water.

Gu Yao stretched out his hand, and Yushui broke up an undercurrent in the water. His figure was swayed by the waves, and he felt the impact of waves after waves. He had to lean against a water wall and stretched out his hand into the gap. In the meantime, stabilize your position and move your body with your hands.

The old Taoist's golden light surged, like a flame, and streams of water shot like sharp arrows, and the continuous fluctuations hit him, all of which were blocked by the golden light.

He looked at the blue flames gathered around him, the increasingly violent water flow, the ups and downs and white water foam around him, and raised his hand: "Lei [-]: Water strikes thunder."

With him as the center, a faint blue ripple spread out.

In the silence, the blue light spread across the entire river in an instant, and where it escaped, the wind and waves were calm.

The blue will-o'-the-wisp disappeared without a trace.

The underground river has resumed its flow.

Gu Yao also withdrew his hand: "Water travels like thunder, thunder moves like water, blends with everything silently, wears away everything like dripping water wears through stone, and the intention is endless."

The old man withdrew his hand and looked at the stone nail in front of him.

After turning around the stone nail several times, he put his hand on the stone nail.

Gu Yao's eyes widened.

On the stone nails, a series of Sanskrit characters emerged with golden light.

"It's Buddhism, did people from Buddhism kill this dragon?"

The next moment, the golden Sanskrit characters disappeared, replaced by nine simple characters: "Everyone who is about to fight is marching forward."

These nine characters projected from the stone nails and reflected on the stone walls everywhere.

The old Taoist withdrew his hand, shook his head, walked towards the dragon's head, and slapped the dragon's head with his palm.

A burst of dragon chants sounded, and the Wuqi River was extremely cold. Nine feet away from the dragon's body, frost appeared, and the ice was frozen inch by inch. Holding his head in his hands, he was hit by the upside-down river and rolled over. Fortunately, he was hugged by a frog, so he was not swept away.

When the sound of the dragon chant gradually faded away, Gu Yao opened his eyes, only to see the old Taoist and the dragon corpse in a huge ice lump.

The river was not completely frozen, and the normal flow resumed, but at a much slower rate.

He didn't dare to get too close to the ice lump, grabbed the frog, and floated far away with it.

The old Taoist inside the ice lump, at this moment, fully demonstrated the majesty of the real Yangshen. His whole body became the young Taoist form that Gu Yao had seen before, with black hair fluttering, and he pressed his palm on the dragon's head.

The iron chain trembled endlessly, the lump of ice cracked cracks, and pieces of purple talisman crumbled into pieces in the ice.

"The old man is trying to resurrect this black dragon?"

Gu Yao looked at him and the black dragon, and couldn't help guessing.

The stone nails were also constantly vibrating, and the nine-character mantra kept flickering and shaking, constantly changing its position, and one after another Sanskrit characters appeared in the scales on the dragon corpse, suddenly shining brightly, and sometimes dimming and fading.

I don't know how long after this, the old Taoist suddenly raised his other hand: "Sheling Lei, come."

He made a mudra with one hand and held it up high.

A hint of green appeared.

The black dragon started to vibrate, and green lights danced on the dragon corpse, and the golden Sanskrit on the scales were torn apart by the green lights in a breath.

"The demon thunder will rule your life."

The old man clenched his fist with his raised hand, and slammed it down hard.

After a dull sound, the ice lump melted, and the black dragon twitched, and the green color flickered on it, for a moment, like a green dragon.

While convulsing, its eyes closed slowly, its high dragon head drooped down, its tense and stiff body actually softened, and the iron chains that entwined its limbs and dragon head exploded into countless pieces and melted into the river , turning the river black.

Seeing that only the flashing nine characters remained on the black dragon's body, the old Taoist restrained himself and waved his hand. In the rushing water, the blue light emerged again, constantly impacting and slapping the stone nail.

"Bring that bead."

The old man shouted at Gu Yao: "The one that absorbs the miasma."

Gu Yao understood what he meant, took out the beads from the jade box, and threw them over.

After the old Taoist caught it, he casually uncovered a piece of dragon scale, cut the dragon's body with the dragon scale, and stuffed the beads into it.

He took the dragon scale and walked towards Gu Yao: "Go, go up."

Without waiting for Gu Yao to ask, he went straight up.

Gu Yao glanced at the dragon corpse floating in the blue light again, not a single drop of blood flowed from the cut flesh, and hurriedly followed.

After climbing to the shore, the old Taoist threw the dragon scale to Gu Yao: "Go to the Shangqing School in the future, and ask them to help you refine this thing into a magic weapon."

Gu Yao looked at the half chest-sized dragon scale: "Old man, what's going on down here?"

The frog croaked cooperatively: "croak?"

The old man turned around and looked at the sky: "It's not your problem that you can create this frog, it's really the river water's problem."

"what?"

"Someone killed the black dragon and nailed it with stone nails. They wanted to use this place to refine it into a magic puppet. Because the dragon ball was taken away, the dragon soul scattered in the water, and you summoned some of them by coincidence. of it, created the frog."

Gu Yao looked at the long-lived frog. He didn't look like a dragon at all: "Is the person who killed the dragon a Buddhist or a Taoist? I saw the Sanskrit of Buddhism, as well as the nine-character mantra and talismans of Taoism."

The old Taoist shook his head: "I don't know, it may not be impossible to cultivate both Buddhism and Taoism, but there is a high probability that it is Taoist."

He explained: "Although Buddhism has also enlightened and modified the nine-character mantra, and even made a nine-character mantra handprint, but the talisman still has the stone nails. Only Taoists are so proficient in dealing with dragons."

Gu Yao was a little surprised: "Proficient? Do Taoists often slay dragons?"

The old Taoist looked down at the water: "You should know Taihuang Sword, right?"

"I know, Jie Jian's brother."

Taihuang sword, one of the five swords, has been in the river and sea forever, and there has been no water disaster in China since then.

Even the water ghosts are gone.

The old Taoist sighed: "Taihuang sword suppressed the water veins, but dragons also live in the water."

"You mean, dragons are so rare that they are actually suppressed?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "No, it's worse than repression."

Gu Yao guessed what he meant: "You mean, they were all hunted?"

"That's right, the Taihuang Sword, together with the remaining national fortune of the big man, and the full assistance of the Taoist sect, not only suppressed the evil god in the water, but even the dragon clan was suppressed."

"As for the dragon clan, although they are not fierce gods, the power related to water in their divine power has been suppressed, so most of the dragons have become powerful beasts."

"During that time, many people were slaying dragons, and the dragons were all treasures. Later, ordinary people also mastered the method of slaying dragons. The dragons were all over the rivers and rivers, and they were completely reduced to legends. Even pythons, etc., dare not Transformed into a dragon."

After speaking, he sighed again: "Actually, this is also the first time I have seen a complete dragon."

Gu Yao didn't know what to say: "Then why did you stuff that bead into the dragon's corpse?"

"That bead originally belonged to that dragon."

When Gu Yao heard his words, he remembered what the village chief Hou Duoshou said: "This bead is a dragon bead that can absorb miasma."

It's really Dragon Ball.
He guessed: "Could it be Hou Shengjin or Hou Duoshou who killed the dragon?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "Impossible, they should have discovered the dragon corpse later, and they didn't want to fulfill the person who killed the dragon, so they took the dragon ball and ruined that person's plan."

"You have to know that the dragon ball is the essence of the dragon. It is absolutely impossible to refine the dragon into a magic machine without the dragon ball."

Gu Yao nodded: "So that's the case, then what did you do just now? Why didn't you pull out some stone nails?"

"I guess the Hou family father and son were too weak and short-sighted. They didn't know what to do, so they just stole the dragon ball, and I broke the seal."

"The stone nail was nailed to the dragon's body, at least for decades. The wound was supposed to be its vital scale. I washed it with water and thunder day and night. In the future, the stone nail will be integrated back into the black dragon's body, so that it will lose one less." weakness."

The old Taoist stared at the frog: "Fortunately, this black dragon is the amulet I left for you. If you need it in the future, come here."

"This black dragon magic machine has already succeeded for the most part. I just completed the last step, and put the core dragon ball back, and left a dark hand inside. In the future, you can rely on my sun thunder and this part of the dragon soul. Turned frog, manipulate this black dragon magic machine."

Gu Yao looked at the frog: "Could it be bad?"

"What's wrong? This frog may not be able to return to its ancestors to become a dragon. You are the father of this frog. In a sense, you are also the father of the black dragon's rebirth. It is only natural for you to use it."

The old Taoist said indifferently: "If that person comes here in the future to take away the black dragon's magic machine, and it happens to be opposite you, you can use the magic machine to kill him directly, and let the dragon die in peace."

Gu Yao looked at the big frog under his feet: "Since this frog is transformed by the soul of a dragon, why isn't it a snake fish?"

"It's probably because the memory of being a dragon is too painful, so I don't want to be a dragon anymore."

The old Taoist raised his foot and kicked the frog into the water: "Block the hole, time will make this frog stronger. In the future, if you cultivate enough, or learn the pottery technique, you will be able to kill the black dragon magic machine, Take the frog and the Wuqi River away."

"Take the river, too?"

"Don't you want to turn Qiyuan Village into your own paradise? The efficacy of the Wuqi River is inseparable from the black dragon's corpse. Isn't it natural to take it away?"

"Is that so? Why don't we go to the source of the Wuqi River to have a look, maybe we can pick up another Phoenix Divine Machine?"

The old man said: ".Would you like to pick Chinese cabbage?"

"Let's go and have a look. I have nothing to do anyway. By the way, how strong is the Black Dragon God Machine? Can it beat you?"

"Compare yourself to me in your dreams? You are probably invincible under the Yang God. As for the Yang God, it depends on your level."

Gu Yao bid farewell to the frog, watched as it got into the bottom of the water, filled the hole, and left along the way it came with the old man.

In a certain gorgeous Taoist temple in Luoyang City, a man and a woman are doing double cultivation, sweating profusely, layer upon layer, with guns and sticks in their hands.

When the emotions were high, the man's body suddenly froze, and he let go of the woman directly, and climbed off the bed excitedly: "It's done, it's done, I thought it had failed."

He was naked, pulled open the big bed, and rushed into the secret room under the bed.

The secret room is huge, lit by night pearls, filled with various objects, and placed in the middle is a huge sand table with mountains and rivers.

In the center of the sand table is a city, and to the left of the city are rolling mountains and several winding rivers.

One of them, mixed in five colors, short and secretive, is the Wuqi River.

In the middle of the river, there is a small dragon-shaped sculpture, which is vivid, and the dragon's beard can still shake, but the eyes are blank.

At this moment, the sculpture's eyes are gradually covered in black, and its posture gradually unfolds.

The man rushed in and rushed to the sand table. When he saw the dragon sculpture, he was ecstatic: "It's done, it's done, I've succeeded, hahaha, all Shangqing sects are trash, I'm the best in the world!" A powerful magic master."

Behind him, a Taoist couple came in wearing only a Taoist robe, and said coquettishly: "What has been accomplished, the double cultivation has run away halfway, and all previous efforts have been wasted."

The man hugged her tightly: "Yu'er, hahaha, the day when we two become famous all over the world has arrived, it has arrived! What kind of stinky nuns like Yu Yourong, let them go!"

"Ah, take it easy and I'm also a stinky nun, can you explain to me what's going on?"

"It's different, you are the discerning Kun Daohu. In fact, I was here a hundred years ago."

(End of this chapter)