chewing dragon

Chapter 107
Although the "Xian Yu Jing" does not insist on the same progress of internal training and external training, and there is no need to distinguish between them, but after Qi Jingzhi realized that his heart and bones had been achieved, the feedback from external training was quite considerable, and he was supplemented by tiger essence jerky Hedi Gaojiu, the improvement is even more immediate, no wonder this heart bone is regarded as the real threshold to step into the practice.

Seeing the elder brother of the Qi family drinking and talking and laughing with Zhu Yihou, Jiao Yulang at the side blinked his eyes, and quietly reached out to grab the white jade jug.

Suddenly, a stream of bright white light shot out from his neckline and went straight to the white jade jug.

As soon as he said it, Jiao Yulang's palm stretched out to the flagon suddenly turned around, caught the stream of light with great precision, and quickly stuffed it back into his arms.

Zhu Yihou's eyes opened and closed, thoughtful, but he didn't ask any questions.

Jiao Yulang chuckled, grabbed the white jade jug generously, got up and served Zhu Yihou and Qi Jingzhiman, and finally poured a glass for himself.

Seeing this, Zhu Yihou smiled knowingly, and was about to tease the little boy when he heard footsteps outside Jiangxin Pavilion.

Not long after, there was music outside the pavilion, less sad and dreary than before, more cheerful and comfortable.

Zhu Yihou nodded lightly when he heard this, and then raised a pair of thick red eyebrows: "Yo Yo Lu Ming, the apple of the wild food. I have a guest, play the lute and play the sheng! This song is just right for us to enjoy the banquet here !"

As he said that, the Water God of Caojiang waved his sleeves, and the red curtains that originally surrounded the pavilion immediately rolled up by themselves.

In an instant, the bright moonlight sprinkled into the pavilion, and the breeze on the river also passed by, making everyone's hearts feel smooth.

Not far from the pavilion, the musicians that Qi Jing had seen when he boarded the boat were kneeling on the mats and playing, their faces were full of awe and concentration, but the previous panic had disappeared.

There are several tables in front of them, with wine and vegetables on them, and the dishes are no different from those in Jiangxin Pavilion.

The black-clothed tortoise walked in lightly, followed by a waiter also in black.

The waiter was holding a huge mahogany tray in his hand, and there was something in the tray, which looked like a little pig, but the color of the flesh was emerald green, like fresh bamboo shoots.

The black-clothed tortoise moved a few dishes already on the table to make room for a large space in the center, then took the mahogany tray from the waiter, and carefully placed it on the table.

It waved its hand to let the waiter back down, and introduced with a smile: "Two distinguished guests, this thing is called Shanjiao. It was born in Longyan Mountain in the upper reaches of the Cao River. Its shape is like a dolphin or a puppy. It is often seen in summer. Roaring and barking sound like thunder in daily thunder and rainy days, the sound can be heard for miles. Bamboo diggers often follow the sound, digging two or three feet of soil can reveal the hole, and killing it is an extremely rare mountain treasure.”

"Not bad!"

Zhu Yihou took over the words: "This thing is transformed by the hundred-year-old mountain shoots absorbing the dragon energy from the veins in Longyan Mountain. It is a natural dragon species. After it is formed, it can be cultivated for a hundred years to turn into a dragon, so it is named Shanjiao."

Speaking of this, he blinked at the two of them, and said with a light smile: "It's a pity that since I ascended the throne of God, there have been dozens of mountain dragons dedicated to the king and cooked in my mansion. I’ve seen some dragons.”

"This dish is based on the whole jellyfish, which is rolled in hot oil for a few times, then steamed for a while with secret sauce, and then served on a wooden table. The meat is tender and refreshing, with a unique flavor. It's fresh and sweet, smelling the fragrance of grass and trees, no matter how much you eat, you won't feel greasy!"

"The most rare thing is that eating the meat of the mountain jellyfish can purify the inner breath and blood, and it can be said to complement the too strong Di Gao wine!"

"This mountain jellyfish meat is not very precious, but it takes a bit of luck to eat it. Now there is only one in this palace. The two little friends must not miss it!"

After all, Zhu Yihou moved his chopsticks first, and took a piece of emerald green, crystal clear flesh from the back of Pan Zhongshan Jiao, put it in his mouth and sipped it lightly, and swallowed it almost without chewing.

The next moment, the face of the Water God of Caojiang was suddenly covered with a light moist luster, and the red beard and red hair, which was originally dazzling like a flame, seemed to be a little less angry, much softer than before.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi didn't hesitate, and put a piece of mountain jelly meat into his mouth, it really melted in his mouth, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth.

Qi Jingzhi is a hunter, he has eaten many kinds of meat from wild animals in the mountains, but none of them taste as unique as this mountain jelly meat.

Obviously, it looks more like mountain bamboo shoots in both color and texture, but it tastes like real meat in the mouth, like extremely soft stewed meat, rich, soft and juicy.

As he swallowed this mouthful of jellyfish meat, he felt a sense of coolness down his throat and down his stomach, and then spread to his whole body, diluting the dryness aroused by the two cups of imperial ointment wine just now.

Qi Jingzhi was still savoring it, while Jiao Yulang who was beside him was already flying with chopsticks.

Xiaowazi eats very well, he chews silently, every time he swallows all the meat in his mouth before picking up the meat, and only picks up a small piece each time, his face is even more serious, without any urgency Apart from eating faster and more than anyone else, there is nothing wrong with his demeanor.

Just now after he drank a glass of Emperor Gao wine, he also said that he might not have to eat for a few days, but now he has completely forgotten about it.

The corners of Qi Jingzhi's mouth curled up slightly, but he had other considerations in his heart.

Looking at Jiao Yulang's appearance, one could tell that Emperor Gaojiu and Shanjiao meat were also extremely rare items for the direct descendants of the Junhou family.What Zhu Yihou said is not so precious, I'm afraid it's just his humble words.

From this point of view, the value of Chi Xiazi is far more than what I thought before, and if the Caojiang water god in front of him had no other schemes, he would be a very kind person.

With this in mind, Qi Jingzhi decided to ask the other party some questions about his practice. While he was considering his words, he suddenly heard a vicious howling wind sound from the midair outside the pavilion.

A vigorous and resonant voice came with the wind, and the words were clearly distinguishable: "Is the Lord of Cao Jiang on the ghost ship below?"

Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang immediately raised their heads following the sound, and Zhu Yihou stood up abruptly, with a slight sway of his body, the next moment he was already standing outside the Jiangxin Pavilion, standing at the front of the second deck of the painting boat.

As far as they could see, they saw the bright moon in the sky, the river was clear, and there was a man with fluttering sleeves and a sword in the sky.

When the other party came close and hovered over the painting boat, Qi Jingzhi's eyes immediately focused.

The person who came was not a person, but a wooden sculpture that looked like a skinny old man!

It's not the kind of brightly painted solemn statue enshrined in the temple, but more like a skillful craftsman carved out of old tree roots.

This woodcarved old man was not tall, and he was hunched over. His body shape looked similar to that of Jiao Yulang who had never grown up. He was covered with a yellow robe, with tattered sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the inside was empty. It has no arms.

The whole body of the old man is log-colored, with deep wrinkles on his forehead, his eyebrows and facial features are lifelike, the long beard under his jaw, the fine hair between his temples and the messy hair entangled behind his head are all the roots of the original tree. Under the moonlight, it is illuminated in every detail.

Apart from these obvious abnormalities, the woodcarving old man's eyes were agile, and his expression and demeanor were not even half stiff, he was no different from a living person.

After seeing the unexpected guest clearly, Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang also got up and walked out of the pavilion, standing not far behind Zhu Yihou.

The gazes of both of them turned to the wooden sword under the old man's feet.

The wooden sword is also made of raw wood, barely has the outline of a sword, the blade is curved and the blade is extremely thick, it is not so much a sword, but more like a wooden stick with a handle, there is no legend The sharpness of Zhong Feijian is undeniable.

Just recalling the howl of the sword that sounded like the howling of the north wind in winter, no one dared to underestimate the power of this wooden sword.

Zhu Yihou looked solemnly, raised his head and shouted loudly: "I don't dare to be the master of the Cao River. Zhu is the god of this river. I don't know your surname?"

"Old man Deng Fuqing, you guys call me old man Deng!"

The woodcarved old man was condescending and spoke vigorously, but because of his hunched back and his head sticking out unnaturally, he didn't seem to have much power at all.

Qi Jingzhi turned his head to look at Jiao Yulang, casting a questioning look.

Xiaowazi shook his head, his lips moved silently, and he clearly said, "I've never heard of it!"

Zhu Yihou also seemed to have never heard of Deng Fuqing's name, and his face showed doubts: "Your Excellency has the ability to control the sword and travel through the sky, so you must be an expert who has gathered the seeds of Taoism, and is definitely not an unknown person. Please forgive Zhu for being ignorant, I have never heard that there is such a number one person as Your Excellency among Mu Jing!"

Hearing this, Deng Fuqing chuckled, and said leisurely: "It's not just that there are no masters among the wood spirits? Except for the unique dragon species and a few mountain spirits and water spirits, the spirits and monsters in the territory of Qi are really not good. It's a pity. There is plenty of wildness lurking beneath the ground!"

When he said this, the Deng old man glanced at the huge camphor tree that had fallen to the ground on the bank, and then looked at the dining table in the Jiangxin Pavilion, his eyes were deep and deep.

"It seems that your Excellency came from outside Daqi! I, Daqi, is a descendant of the Zhuxia Miao, a sage Jiang state, and I have always been humane-oriented, so naturally I can't tolerate ghosts!"

Zhu Yihou frowned, and his tone became a bit cold: "Your Excellency takes Deng as your surname, so is it true that you worship the former master of Dongyi, the Shaohao Jintian clan?"

Hearing this, Deng Fuqing raised her eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "The Shaohao Jintian family is also a human race, so what does it have to do with this old man? This Deng, I am Deng Lin's Deng! There are many peach forests in Deng's land, so I use this For the surname."

"It turns out that the family is based on the land! Taolin, Fuqing..."Etiquette" says that on the first day of the first lunar month, a peach talisman is made for the household. It is called an immortal tree, and it is feared by all ghosts."

Zhu Yihou's expression softened slightly, and he nodded lightly and said: "Peach trees are upright and can control ghosts and ward off evil spirits. They have been known as immortal trees since ancient times. No wonder you can cultivate to such a high level! I just don't know if you have come all the way to Daqi to find Zhu. What do you want?"

Deng Fuqing shook her head slowly: "It's not urgent. Since you asked about the origin of Deng's surname, the old man also wants to ask for advice. Where did your Zhu surname come from?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou replied without hesitation: "Naturally, it is the Queen of Xia God, whose surname is Zhu. If not, how could Zhu be the God of Cao Jiang?"

"Hahaha!"

Deng Fuqing suddenly laughed loudly, although the laughter was old and hoarse, it was full of unruly meaning: "The so-called gods of the eight masters granted by the Holy King Wu Cheng have no names except Chi You, the leader of the army, let alone the leader of the fourth season. The god of Si Xia under him, why did he come to you, and even made a surname inheritance!"

Zhu Yihou had obviously heard similar words a long time ago, and his face remained unchanged: "What's the matter? I have the blood of fire, and I am more pure than those Jinyun envoys in the Wuyun Department of Daqi Town Demon Academy. This is a clear proof !"

Deng Fuqing's laughter became louder and louder, her short and thin body was dangling on the wooden sword, almost falling off from it.

He laughed for a long while, seeing that Zhu Yihou's eyes were red, his beard and hair stood on end, and he was about to explode on the spot, so he forcibly silenced his voice.

The next moment, I heard the woodcarving old man say word by word: "In my opinion, you are not the Zhu family with the surname of Cao, but the minister of the Taihao Fuxi family, the orthodox descendant of the Yan Emperor Zhu Xiang!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhu Yihou immediately flew into a rage: "It's a bunch of nonsense! Fuhuang Naifeng's surname is Fuxi, the common ancestor of Zhu Ji and Zhu Jiang, but the so-called Taihao is the legendary ancestor of Dongyi. , how can the two be confused?"

"Everyone in the world knows that the title of Emperor Yan belongs to the Shennong family with the surname Jiang! As a minister of the Emperor Fu, Zhu Xiang pretended to be the Emperor Yan, but after three generations, he was obliterated and unknown! Zhu advises Your Excellency, this place is the land of Daqi after all, please return it!" Be careful!"

As he said that, Zhu Yihou turned around suddenly, flicked his red sleeves, and the Luqi people who had stopped playing not far away rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.

Immediately, he fixed his eyes on Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang, and said quietly, "As for Zhu, he has absolutely nothing to do with Zhu Xiangshi!"

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi shuddered immediately, and a warning sign rose in his heart.

Just now Zhu Yihou and Deng Fuqing had a conversation, he only listened to a half-knowledge, he was neither interested in nor valued these ancient, obscure and complicated secrets of ancient blood, but the Caojiang Water God in front of him seemed to be Don't think so.

Before Qi Jingzhi could think deeply, Deng Fuqing, who was hanging in the air, had already spoken again, his face was full of disapproval: "Master Cao Jiang, I know you are under the eaves, so I have to look at Zhu Jiang's face, but this lie is so true. It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, I'm [-]% sure that you are Zhu Xiang's successor!"

Jiang Feng suddenly became louder at some point, and Deng Fuqing's empty sleeves were blown up and down, and his body suddenly felt a little dusty.

I just heard the woodcarving old man say leisurely: "The three generations of Emperor Yan of the Zhu Xiang family all used red heart wood as their totem. Isn't it easy to catch?"

"The so-called red heart cannot be imagined, so I know it at first glance! The kings of Qi who ordered your lineage to be the master of Cao Jiang were blind or pretended to be ignorant, but the heart of the red heart tree in your chest cannot escape Deng's pair of eyes." Eye!"

"enough!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou yelled violently: "Where are the left and right? Let me take down this rambunctious wooden spirit!"

(End of this chapter)