surnamed Wang

Even though he was dissatisfied with Lingyun's actions, Wang Gangquan decided to listen to the words of the head.

When he came to the cave, there was only a thin old man bound by iron chains, and several chains were tied to his body, each of which was thicker than his arms, as if he might die at any time, and he did not look like a fairy at all.

The old man's cultivation base has reached the holy void, but the situation he is in is even more miserable than Mahayana.

Wang Gangquan's resentment faded away, he clasped his fists and saluted and said:

"Lingyun's junior, Zhao Zhiyi, has met senior Shuangchaozi."

The old man smiled slightly, pointed to what could barely be called a stone bench in front of him and said:
"Zhao Xiaoyou, please sit down, Elder Gongsun has already told me about the matter, the black-headed dragon stole your body, Lingyun should seek justice for you, but you have seen the current situation.

After I set foot in the holy void, I was trapped in a place by Shura's will, and the vitality in my body was absorbed all the time. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back.

Immortal Emperor Taibai said that you have a way to take us away, the old man firmly believes it, but just watching your performance, it seems that he doesn't know how to do it. "

After the old man finished speaking, he let out a series of coughs.

Wang Gangquan was a little ashamed when he heard this, and the old man knew that he had guessed well, so he continued with a smile:

"I can't blame you for this matter, that old guy Li Changsheng always likes to play tricks, if you give you a hundred years and a thousand years, maybe you can understand it, but the old man can't wait.

You must have experienced the black knife in the hand of the Hei-headed Jiao. This knife can cut off cause and effect, even the chains that bind me can be easily cut off.

He promised to lead the Lingyun people to leave Shura, on the condition that we help him break into the Holy Spirit Realm and end the grievance ten thousand years ago. "

"So many people died, aren't you satisfied?" Wang Gangquan said suddenly.

The old man was slightly startled, shook his head and said:
"This is human nature, and it will never change."

The old man coughed again, and changed the subject:
"Your physical body is about to come back. This old man has a suitable body here. If you don't dislike it, I will give it to you. I have the right to make an apology for the old man."

Shuang Chaozi slapped the storage bag, and a naked body flew out of it.

The body is translucent, the flesh is crystal clear, the bones are clear, the blood vessels are distinct, neither male nor female, the whole reveals an indescribable beauty of symmetry.

The old man was quite satisfied with this body, stroked his beard and said:

"This is the innate body of Taoism, free from dirt and dust, containing the most primordial chaotic energy, like a newborn fetus, no matter whether it is studying Taoism or breathing out breakthroughs, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

The most important thing is that he contains a drop of blood of the holy spirit, which can give monks a chance to be promoted to the holy spirit. "

Wang Gangquan is not considered greedy, and he couldn't help being a little excited when he heard the words at the moment, and said in a somewhat respectful tone:

"Senior, do you really want to give me such a valuable thing?"

"How is it possible? Such a good thing is of course reserved for myself."

Wang Gangquan was a little dazed, "Then why don't you show it to me?"

"show off."

As if afraid that he would snatch it, the old man waved his sleeves and retracted his body.

Wang Gingquan stared at the other party in a daze, and had the urge to scold his mother for a moment.

Regardless of his thoughts, the old man patted the storage bag again, and this time a male cultivator body with acceptable aptitude came out.

"Here, this is for you."

……

Not long after the black-headed flood dragon left Lingyun, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him blocking the way.

All of them wore white paper on their faces, with various animal faces painted on them, and held black iron chains in their hands, drawn into a line across the sky.

The Black-headed Jiao stopped and drew out his black knife, "To deal with me, Bai Hao didn't come in person, but instead sent you beasts to die in vain?"

"Black-headed Jiao, aren't you also in the shape of a beast, who do you look down on?" A man with a monkey face painted on white paper screamed.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, the master has orders, as long as things."

After the person with the pig's head finished speaking, more than a dozen monks rushed forward, swinging the chains on their hands and tying them towards each other.

The black-headed flood dragon flipped the long saber over, and easily cut through these iron chains that even the ancient gods feared with a few strokes.

Those who blocked the way were not afraid of death, and were about to attack them together, when a vague voice suddenly sounded from afar:

"You escaped from Shura for thousands of years, so it was because of this ancient god's relic."

The people blocking the way stopped their movements one after another, bowed towards the east in Lingkong and said:
"Congratulations to Shura's will."

"Bai Hao, don't shrink your hands and feet, come out and fight if you have the ability." The black-headed dragon stood upright.

"as you wish!"

As soon as the words fell, the situation changed, and a phantom came from the sky.

A man came riding a white horse in white armor, the armor was spotless, but there was a pungent bloody smell, he pulled the rein to stop the horse, and said coldly:

"Black-headed Flood Dragon, the deity is here, why don't you kneel down?"

"Hahaha, Bai Hao, so what if you, the head of the top ten evil gods, defected to the Holy Spirit? Why don't you lose your body and guard this Shura world forever? Why don't you go out with me and end up with the only remaining Holy Spirit?" .”

"Bold!"

The phantom shot out, instantly piercing the chest of the black-headed flood dragon.

Blood spurted out, but the other party said as if nothing had happened:

"Bai Hao, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and this is all you have left? In the past, I couldn't dodge your shot, but now, I don't bother to dodge."

After saying that, he swung the saber out, and the aura of the saber passed through the opponent's body without leaving the slightest trace.

The Black-headed Jiao retracted his saber again, and said in a serious tone:

"The protection of the Holy Spirit... It seems that you are a watchdog for nothing, but now you can't hurt me, and I can't hurt you. What's the use of spending tens of millions of years here?"

"I know I can't keep you, and I can't stop your plan, but I'm not the only one who is loyal to the Holy Spirit in this world.

You will still lose sooner or later, but this time, your sin is not as simple as being sent to the Shura world. "

"Heh, talk so much nonsense, I'll leave first."

The black-headed flood dragon didn't have much patience, and was about to flee in a blink of an eye. Bai Hao's eyes flashed brightly, and the spear stuck out again.

"You can go, leave things behind!"

The storage bag at the waist of the black-headed dragon was picked up by the trend, and the latter paused for a moment, hesitating whether to snatch it back. At the end, he smiled and said:

"Everything is under control, it's too boring, Bai Hao, I was not as good as you in fighting back then, and you were not as good as me in chess, now the general trend has come, I'll see how you come back!"

After all, the headless body strode away.

……

When Wang Gangquan returned to the room with his body on his back, it was already dark.

If you get something for nothing, no matter how small it is, you will always be happy if you take advantage of it.

But today, Shuangchaozi first showed off his top-quality body, and then gave him an ordinary one. Wang Gangquan couldn't be happier.

One arm was cut off, and it took a long time to recover. No matter how awkward I was, I had to replace it.

He sat cross-legged in the room, his soul turned into smoke and floated out from the seven orifices, and soon sank into the new body.

There is nothing wrong with opening your eyes and getting used to it a little bit.

The door was knocked at the right time, and Di Xin's indifferent voice sounded:

"Let Gu go in."

The great business has been extinct for thousands of years, but he still looks like an emperor.

On the contrary, Wang Gangquan admired his unruliness, opened the door and said with a smile on his face:

"In the middle of the night, His Majesty came here in person, what's the matter?"

Di Xin glanced at him with contempt. We are all emperors, so why does this guy always have a low air in his bones?

"Someone asked me to deliver something to you." The man directly put the storage bag on the table.

... (end of this chapter)