Datang Lianzhong Sanyuan, shocked to hear that my father killed a dragon in a dream

Chapter 130 Three Hoops Return to One, Traveling to the West Sea Dragon Palace
Jinao Island, the main hall of Biyou Palace.

The leader of Tongtian sect is at the top, followed by Wei Shuyu, Wu Meiniang, Wudang Shengmu, Yunxiao and so on.

Hong Haier went to Biyou Palace and sat in the seat of the second-generation disciple of Jiejiao.

Yun Xiao took out the last forbidden hoop, "Teacher, the origin of Junior Brother Jin hoop..."

Master Tongtian looked at the restraining hoop in Yunxiao's hand, and there was a gleam of sadness in his eyes, "Ma Sui, as the Seven Immortals who serve as Wu Jiejiao, unexpectedly ended up like this... Teacher is incompetent, I'm sorry for waiting."

The faces of Wudang Virgin and Yunxiao were both sentimental, "Teacher, there is really no need to blame yourself. No one in the Ten Thousand Immortals will retreat. Life is a Jiejiao fairy, and death is a Jiejiao hero. Life and death are our own choices!"

Master Tongtian waved his hand and took out two Jinjin hoops.

The three hoops that are strictly forbidden by the golden hoop are the origin of all the golden hoop fairy horses!
When Master Tongtian raised his hand, a ray of supernatant magic power gushed out and attached to the three hoops.

The three hoops are all shining brightly, slowly rising to the mid-air, and the three same origins begin to merge slowly!
Half a quarter of an hour later, the three golden hoops completely merged into one golden hoop!
boom!
A surge of mana and dao rhyme surged up, and a phantom slowly appeared on the golden hoop, it was the golden hoop Immortal Ma Sui!
"teacher!"

"Teacher, disciple Ma Sui pays homage to the teacher!" Ma Sui stood in mid-air, with tears in his eyes and his heart agitated.

When Ma Sui was allowed to mention the source of the sage's poisonous hand and was divided into three, he never thought that he would see his teacher again in this life.

"Don't talk yet, concentrate and calm down, and retrain the Taoist body!" After the master Tongtian finished speaking, he sacrificed a piece of supernatural power to help Ma Sui refine the Taoist body again!

"Yes!" Ma Sui nodded hurriedly.

In the main hall of Biyou Palace, there was a sense of oppression and restraint.

Wei Shuyu stared at the Golden Hoop Immortal Ma Sui, "The Daluo Golden Immortal Dao Fruit comprehends the law of confinement..."

After a long time, a golden glow flickered.

Ma Sui made his body and landed in the middle of the main hall of Biyou Palace.

"Disciple Ma Sui, thank you teacher for saving your life!"

"Disciple, there is no need to be too polite, this is what the teacher should do!"

After Ma Sui respectfully worshiped the Master of Tongtian, he bowed respectfully to Wudang and Yunxiao, "I have met Wudang Senior Sister and Yunxiao Senior Sister."

Wudang Virgin and Yun Xiao smiled slightly, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

When Ma Sui saw Wei Shuyu, he couldn't help being stunned, "Who is he? How dare he sit in the chief position?"

When Wei Shuyu saw Ma Sui's eyes coming over, he smiled and nodded, "I've met fellow Taoist Ma Sui."

Ma Sui frowned slightly when he heard Wei Shuyu calling him a fellow Taoist, "Isn't it my disciple? How dare you sit in the chief position?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang and Yun Xiao knew that Ma Sui had just woken up and did not understand the outside world, so they explained: "Junior brother, the teacher asked Shuyu to sit in this seat."

"Teacher..." Ma Sui dared not question the teacher's edict.

"I met fellow Taoist, I was rude just now." Ma Sui apologized.

"No problem." Wei Shuyu nodded in response.

Ma Sui looked around the main hall of Biyou Palace, and all the familiar faces in the past disappeared, and the whole hall was withered to the extreme.

Ma Sui showed grief and indignation on his face, "Teacher, when I was beaten to death by Zhunti, I saw Senior Brother Wu Yun being escorted out of his real body, Junior Brother Lingya and Qiushou were all punched out of his real body, and Senior Sister Guiling was also shot out of his real body. catch..."

Master Tongtian shook his head helplessly, "Senior Sister Ru Guiling has been reincarnated into reincarnation, Immortal Wu Yun was beaten out of her real body and would rather die than follow her. She was sealed with six senses of consciousness and raised in the Western Eight Treasure Pool."

"The Immortal Lingya, Immortal Qiushou, and Immortal Chang-Eared Dingguang defected to the west, and they are no longer members of Wujie Sect!"

The endless sadness on Ma Sui's face, thinking that the prestigious Seven Immortals who served as Jujiao in those days had vanished into thin air.

"Teacher, what about Brother Duobao?"

"Duobao, who rebelled against mysticism and entered Buddhism, is the leader of Western Buddhism, Duobao Tathagata Buddha!"

Ma Sui couldn't help but tremble when he heard the teacher's words, his face was full of disbelief, "How could it be? How could Brother Duobao betray Xuanli Buddha?"

Senior Brother Duobao has excellent aptitude, understanding, and fortune. He is the teacher's most valued disciple. How could he betray the mystic?

Ma Sui is close to Duobao, and has always regarded Senior Brother Duobao as the goal of his efforts, but now he hears from the teacher that Senior Brother Duobao has rebelled against Xuanxuan.

For a moment, Ma Sui felt that the world was overthrown...

"I will accept it slowly, Ma Sui. Your primordial spirit has just recovered, and your Taoist body has just been formed. Practice hard. I will cut off the Taoist tradition and rely on you!" The leader of Tongtian seems to have accepted the fact that Duobao rebelled against the mystery and became a Buddha. , there was no fluctuation on his face.

Only direct disciples like Wudang and Yunxiao knew how much the teacher loved Duobao back then, and Duobao's rebellion was a huge blow to the teacher...

Jin Huan Xianjing stood in the main hall of Biyou Palace, with a dazed expression, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher, don't worry, this disciple is fine. In this life, I will inherit the Taoism of Jiejiao, and I will never betray or leave. Life and death are like this!"

……

After a long time.

Our Lady of Wudang, Yun Xiao, Ma Sui and others all left the main hall of Biyou Palace.

In the main hall, only the Master Tongtian and Wei Shuyu remained.

"The sages of the Shangqing, until now, can't accept Duobao's rebellion to become a Buddha." Wei Shuyu sat quietly, and said slowly.

"What's the use if you can't accept it?"

"This seat is very precious, but compared with the Jiejiao Taoism, the Jiejiao Taoism is more important, and it is worth hundreds of millions!"

"This seat is not only the Saint of Jiejiao, but also their teacher. Jiejiao is their home..."

"Shuyu, do you understand?" Master Tongtian looked directly at Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu nodded slowly, "Shuyu understands!"

Wei Shuyu stood up slowly, "The calamity is still going on, and the golden hoop fairy has returned, it's time for Shuyu to plan the next step!"

"What's the next step?"

"West Sea Dragon Palace!"

Wei Shuyu turned into a ray of light and fell into the West Sea while holding the water-avoiding formula.

West Sea Dragon Palace.

Ao Runjing, the Dragon King of the West Sea, was lying on the dragon chair, drinking fairy wine, and admiring the graceful and soft dancing postures of several clam spirits.

The Dragon Clan, since the Dragon Han's calamity, has been in ruins.

All the dragon masters have fallen, no matter how difficult it is to compete for the protagonist in the world, retreat to the four seas, and take charge of the cloud and rain in the prehistoric three realms, earn merits slowly, and repay the karma of heaven and earth.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas is just a talker on the surface of the dragon clan, with low mana, no great ability, light responsibilities, and little work!
The real talker of the dragon clan is the ancestor Zhulong who lives in seclusion in the depths of the four seas!

Zhulong is the younger brother of Zulong. Longhan survived the calamity by chance, but was seriously injured, with none of his magic power remaining, and he hid in the depths of the four seas.
If the dragon clan is not in danger of genocide, Zhulong will not come out!

The Dragon King of the West Sea was lying on the chair with his legs crossed leisurely, staring at the pretty clam spirit, "I have nothing to do today, listen to the music, listen to the music."

And at this moment, an old turtle quickly walked into the Dragon Palace.

"Dragon King, there is a monk from outside the palace, calling himself Wang Chongyang." The old turtle said respectfully.

"Huh? Human monk?"

"Since when did the Dragon Clan deal with the Human Clan?" Ao Run looked puzzled.

The old turtle quickly reminded: "Why haven't you dealt with the human race before, that human race Li Jing."

Hearing Li Jing's name, Ao Run's eyes widened, he slammed the old turtle's head, and said angrily, "Say it again? Say it again?"

"How dare you mention that bastard Li Jing!"

"The old minister knows his mistake, the old minister knows his mistake." The old turtle quickly shut up.

Li Jing's mere human race is not worth mentioning, but his son, Nezha, is the eternal pain of the dragon clan!
Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, can be said to be the pride of the dragon clan.
pain!
It hurts so much!
"Dragon King, shall we see him or not? The old minister looks like a true immortal..."

"True immortal? See, why don't you see it? One more thing is worse than one less thing. No one can offend you, understand?"

"Yes, the old minister understands."

Soon.

Prime Minister Gui led Wei Shuyu into the West Sea Dragon Palace.

"Pimpedao, Wang Chongyang, a qi refiner in Zhongnan Mountain, has seen the Dragon King of the West Sea!" Wei Shuyu came to the ceremony.

"Mt. Zhongnan Qi Refiner? I've never heard of it..."

Although the Dragon King of the West Sea had never heard of Wang Chongyang's name, he also sensed the mana in his body, so he said with a smile, "Give me a seat and drink."

After a while, the maidservant of the Dragon Palace brought Wei Shuyu immortal wine.

Wei Shuyu didn't shirk, and took a few sips.

Ao Run looked at Wei Shuyu and told himself intuitively that this person was not simple.

"I don't know what's the matter with the Immortal Elder coming to Xiaolong Xihai Dragon Palace?"

"It's nothing serious. I heard that the Dragon King of the West Sea is very hospitable, so I made a special trip to visit."

Ao Run smiled lightly on the surface, but he complained in his heart, "What a hospitable fart, all the drinks are my treasures!"

Since Wei Shuyu didn't say anything, Ao Run didn't ask any more questions, and one dragon and one person just sat and chatted.

Halfway through the chat, Yilong and the others fell silent and stopped talking.

Ao Run was extremely puzzled, "Where did this guy come from? What exactly do you want to do in my West Sea Dragon Palace?"

Wei Shuyu watched the Dragon King of the West Sea pondering, and knew it was time to go further.

"Pindao heard that there are aquarium masters in the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, who are so talented that they are powerful all over the world. Pindao's water system supernatural powers are average. Can you see the demeanor of Prince Moang?"

"Looking up at the supernatural powers of the water system?" Ao Run was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of pride appeared on his face.

As Wei Shuyu said, Prince Moang is the number one expert in the West Sea. He cultivated the Taiyi Gold Fairyland in less than ten thousand years. He is invincible in the four seas, even in the Three Realms!
Prince Mo Ang is really Ao Run's pride!

"The Immortal Elder is absurd. Ang'er is indeed powerful and talented. It's a pity that Anger leads the navy to train outside. I'm afraid the Immortal Elder will be disappointed."

Listening to Ao Run's words, Wei Shuyu smiled slightly, not in a hurry.

Sure enough, the next moment, there was movement outside the Dragon Palace.

Prime Minister Turtle happily ran into the Dragon Palace, "To the Dragon King, Prince Mo Ang is back."

"Ang'er is back?" Ao Run was overjoyed and stood up.

At this time, a young dragon from outside the palace strode in. He had not removed his armor, was wearing black and white battle armor, and had a fierce aura all over his body.

"I have seen my father!" Mo Ang walked to the Dragon Palace and saluted Ao Run respectfully.

"Boy, get up quickly, don't be too polite."

Wei Shuyu drank the fairy wine and watched Mo Ang silently.

Name: Moang

Race: Dragon

Qualification: Acquired Dragon Clan (blood purity 65%)

Cultivation: Taiyi Jinxian mid-term

Kung Fu: Nine Changes of Candle Dragon

"Worthy of being the number one master in the West Sea, now you have the mid-term cultivation of the Taiyi Golden Immortal!"

The most exciting and outstanding event of Prince Moang should be the battle of the Blackwater River.

Journey to the West describes that Prince Moang was wearing a black and white battle armor, holding a long spear, showing all his dragon power, and after only a few rounds of fighting with the Heishuihe dragon, he was captured!

Wei Shuyu saw that his cultivation method was the Nine Changes of the Torch Dragon, so he guessed in his heart that it was the inheritance of the Torch Dragon!
Wei Shuyu learned from the leader of the Tongtian sect that Zhulong did not die in battle, but went into hiding...

It is also knowing that Zhulong is not dead that Wei Shuyu chooses to travel to the West Sea!

After chatting with Mo Ang for a while, Ao Run said to Wei Shuyu: "Chongyang Immortal, this is my son Mo Ang."

"It really is a good-looking talent, the talent is proud of the world."

Mo Ang looked at Wei Shuyu and couldn't help frowning slightly, "You are Wang Chongyang? Do you want to see the supernatural powers of our West Sea water system?"

As the number one master in the West Sea, Mo Ang also has his own pride. His magical powers are used to defend the Dragon Clan and fight against the Shui Clan enemies. How can he be watched like a monkey?
"The poor man is Wang Chongyang."

"If you want to see the prince's supernatural powers, it's fine. No one in the water palace is the prince's opponent, so I can only trouble the elder to do it himself." Mo Ang took the initiative to invite the battle.

Ao Run couldn't see through Wang Chongyang, so he pulled La Moang's arm and reminded: "The visitor is a guest, don't draw swords and draw swords, our Dragon Clan must keep a low profile!"

"Yes, Royal Father!" Mo Ang stood back, not mentioning the fight with Wei Shuyu anymore.

Wei Shuyu put down his wine glass, walked forward slowly, and bowed to Ao Run, "Since Prince Mo'ang invites you, why should Chongyang not accept it?"

"Let's talk about it."

"Okay!" Mo Ang listened to Wei Shuyu's words, his eyes shone brightly, and a fierce dragon spewed out from his body.

Seeing Wang Chongyang answering, Ao Run also wanted to see Wang Chongyang's ability, so he nodded, "It's fine to discuss the theory, but don't hurt the peace."

West Sea Dragon Palace, martial arts arena.

Mo Ang was wearing a black and white battle armor, holding a long spear, and Taiyi Jinxian's dragon power was fully displayed, locking on Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu was wearing a white Taoist robe, with a plain face, standing quietly on the martial arts arena.

"Raise your weapons!"

Wei Shuyu raised his hand slowly, and a black and white fairy sword emerged.

The best innate spiritual treasure, the Yin-Yang Sword!

The yin and yang sword comes out, surrounded by yin and yang qi, forming a yin and yang fish eye.

far away.

Ao Run saw Wei Shuyu sacrifice the spirit treasure, surrounded by yin and yang energy, revealing the precious light, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "What kind of spirit treasure is that?"

"Exquisite Innate Spirit Treasure?"

"He took out the best innate spirit treasure?"

"A human race has an innate spiritual treasure?"

In the blink of an eye, the sword in Wei Shuyu's hand changed, it was no longer a Yin-Yang sword, but a wooden sword made by himself several years ago!

Tens of thousands of years of lightning strikes the wood, and the wooden sword forged has been cultivated by Wei Shuyu for many years. At this moment, the power of Lingbao is not weak. When the wooden sword is swung, it is surrounded by thunder and lightning, restraining all ghosts in the world.

"I'm sorry, Pindao took the wrong sword just now, it's okay now!"

"Strangling in the deep sea!" Mo Ang yelled lightly, dancing with the spear in his hand, swirling countless undercurrents, strangling towards Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu slowly raised his hand, countless sword shadows flickered, and he struck fast with slow speed, and countless undercurrents also rolled up, "Reverse *deep sea strangulation!"

The two undercurrents collided, and the water vapor stirred up, spreading out in waves.

"When did you learn my supernatural powers of Xihai!" Mo Ang asked in a low voice seeing that Wei Shuyu also performed deep sea strangulation.

Wei Shuyu's sword did not fall, and he said flatly: "You taught me just now."

"How is this possible? I have practiced for thousands of years to achieve this supernatural power of strangling in the deep sea. You will know it after seeing it?"

"It's just an exquisite water control supernatural power, using the power of sea water to form an undercurrent. Is this supernatural power difficult?"

ps: There is an exam on Sunday, and I am preparing for the exam these days. On Saturday, I have to go to the exam room in advance and find a hotel to stay. The update is a bit useless, but every update is four to five thousand words long.

After the exam is over, restore [-].

(End of this chapter)