chewing dragon

Chapter 108
Before Zhu Yihou finished speaking, the originally closed cabin door on the lower floor of the boat opened suddenly, and a beast leg as thick as a millstone and five or six feet long stretched out from it.

This beast's leg is covered with emerald green scales, its palm is like a tiger's, and its claws are like an eagle's. Together they are clearly the claws of a flood dragon!
The dragon's claws, as sharp as steel knives, reached into the air and grabbed the woodcarved old man who was stepping on the sword and floating in the air.

Seeing this, Deng Fuqing couldn't help but let out a little gasp: "The boat ghost you raised is really unique!"

While speaking, he stretched out a foot, and stepped on the front end of the wooden sword lightly. The short and thin body used the force to break away from the sword, and flitted upwards a lot.

The wooden sword was trampled so that the tip of the sword pointed down, and it turned into a light yellow streamer, stabbing fiercely at the palm of the dragon claw.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a faint sword light entered from the palm of the dragon's claw, pierced through the entire emerald green dragon's leg, and sank into the deep cabin, and the sound of collision and cracking could be heard endlessly.

The next moment, the deck at the stern exploded, and the wooden sword flew out from inside. After a short pause, it soared into the sky, circling around Deng Fuqing continuously.

Until then, there was a painful roar from the cabin.

The dragon claw pierced by the sword seemed to have lost its bones, and it hit the lower deck heavily, causing the whole boat to shake violently.

"Hmph, what a mahogany flying sword to control ghosts and ward off evil spirits!"

Zhu Yihou's expression didn't change, he just raised his foot and stomped hard on the deck.

In Qi Jingzhi's perception, a powerful and overwhelming force rolled under his feet, and spread throughout the entire boat in an instant, firmly immobilizing the swaying hull.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yihou waved his sleeves, releasing a blue-yellow cloud that was transformed from red shrimp.

He pinched a sword finger with his right hand and stirred it on the cloud. The blue and yellow colors that were originally entangled in one place separated immediately and turned into two distinct air streams, with the green air on the top and the yellow air on the bottom.

Immediately, the Water God of Cao Jiang drew a simple and ancient mysterious symbol in the air with his sword finger as a brush and the green air as ink.

This green talisman is only a few strokes, once formed, it will rise in the wind, and it will expand to a radius of one zhang in the blink of an eye.

Qi Jingzhi concentrated on identifying it. At first, he only felt that this green talisman was very similar to the mountain pattern on the forehead of the old Mandrill, but the charm of the strokes was completely different. It seemed to be full of violence and restlessness, like a ball of burning fire flame!

"What you wrote is a fire character, right? Could this be the nearly lost Dragon Book?"

Deng Fuqing, who was in mid-air, not only did not stop Zhu Yihou from drawing talismans, but on the contrary looked very interested: "It is said that Taihao Fuxi's family established nine ministries and set up six assistants. The official positions are all named after dragons, and Zhu Xiang's family is the sixth assistant." The leader, named Feilong, was ordered to create six scripts, called Dragon Book. Seeing it today, it is really extraordinary!"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart sank, and if he allowed Deng Fuqing to pick up Zhu Yihou's old background, Cao Jiang's water god would become angry from embarrassment, and he and Jiao Yulang might end up in trouble.

"Is old man Deng dizzy? This is clearly the amulet of Xia Shen's fire!"

Zhu Yihou raised his eyes and sneered, flung his sleeve on the green talisman, and let out a low voice; "Go!"

The blue talisman identified by Deng Fuqing as the fire character of the dragon book was shot out immediately, and almost fell into the lower deck of the painting boat in the next instant, and was printed on the back of the broken dragon claw.

The horrific sword wound on the dragon claw immediately healed quickly, and then blatantly pierced into the air again.

"Pong!"

The huge emerald green dragon claw seemed to have turned into a wick, and the surging red flame shot out through the body and rushed straight to Xiaohan, reflecting half of the sky and the water of the Cao River red.

"Using the essence of the mountain flood to feed the boat ghost into a dragon species, and then using the dragon book fire talisman to burn away the Yin quality, it is a fantastic idea!"

Deng Fuqing praised, but her body retreated sharply, avoiding the flames of the dragon's claws far away.

The wooden sword circling around him stopped abruptly, and countless reddish-brown branches grew rapidly from the erected sword body.

These branches were bare at the beginning, but they were covered with green leaf buds, and then stretched into clusters of jasper-like leaves, and then pink flower buds popped out, gradually opening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, a peach blossom tree with a height of seven or eight feet appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It was shining like a haze, and it stood up to the dragon's claw burning with crimson flames.

"If you want to burn this old log of Deng, you are still a little short of fire in the wood that you put together!"

Deng Fuqing chuckled, blew lightly on the flowering tree in front of her, and then recited loudly: "The spring is cold all night, and the flowery clothes are blowing away!"

Before the words were finished, the wind on the river was howling like a roar, and the chill was deep!
The peach blossoms all over the tree flew away from the branches, turned into red snow all over the sky, and rushed towards the flames of dragon claws with the cold spring wind.

At the same time, there was a roar of beasts in the cabin of the painting boat, and the Dragon Claw, not to be outdone, burst into flames and rushed into the wind.

One side is the red fire in the wood that is red to the half of the sky, and the other is the cold wind wrapped in peach blossom snow. The two collide up to the sky, down to the river, and collide in one place without any fancy!
It was as if countless thunderbolts exploded between the sky and the earth, the water of the Cao River surged violently and became turbid, and countless corpses of fish and shrimp floated to the surface.

Standing on the boat, Qi Jingzhi felt the thunderous sound and the dazzling flames. He seemed blind and deaf for a while, and was scorched by the flames not far in front of him, making his whole body scald.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle but pervasive chill hit his face, penetrating through his bones in an instant.

The spring is cold and cold, and the young are killed by the cold!

Qi Jingzhi shuddered immediately, the residual medicine power of the emperor's ointment wine and the mountain jelly meat exploded in his body, and the energy and blood power in his whole body also lost control at the same time, no matter how the angry crane in his heart suppressed and guided him, it was still turbulent and surging, and there were endless conflicts !
Under internal and external difficulties, he felt his whole body was sore and soft, and his internal organs were as if being stabbed by a knife, followed by a sweetness in his throat, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood on the spot.

Although Jiao Yulang's hair was burnt to brown, he was still in good spirits. Suddenly Qi Jingzhi vomited blood and fell limp, so he quickly supported him and asked anxiously, "Brother, what's wrong?"

This question was passed into Qi Jingzhi's ears, and suddenly it became a mess of strange sounds.

He turned his head to look, and Xiaowazi's face fell into his eyes, the colors were mottled and grotesque, hideous and distorted like a demon.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but his teeth collided in one place, and he couldn't even squeeze out half a word from his throat.

Qi Jingzhi didn't know what was wrong with him, or why Jiao Yulang, who had a lower level, was fine, but he also vaguely knew that he was facing the greatest disaster in his life right now.

Once you can't get over it, life and death are only in an instant!

At the juncture of life and death, Qi Jingzhi tried his best to separate all kinds of painful and distracting thoughts, and barely kept his mind.This is a skill he has learned after wearing the spirit mask many times and trying to use it with one mind.

"What the hell happened to me?"

The encounters of the past few days flashed through Qi Jingzhi's mind, and the description of the five-color clouds in "The Secret Method of Riding the Clouds" suddenly jumped out of his heart.

"Open up the sense of spirit and communicate with the heaven and the earth, integrate what you see into the five qi, what you hear into the five tones, and what you taste in the mouth into the five flavors!"

"Could it be that the reason I'm in the dangerous situation now is that after my mind has been achieved and my spiritual sense has been greatly opened, what I see, hear, and taste far surpasses before?"

"I still can't feel it on weekdays. When I encounter an expert fighting method, the aura of heaven and earth is so violent that my five senses can't bear it. It's like... Stuffed?"

At this time, the confrontation in the sky became more and more intense.

All kinds of auras are mixed and intertwined, fighting each other endlessly, not only the fire of the green talisman is incompatible with the wind of the cold spring, but also the wood of the mountain flood and the tree of peach blossoms are unwilling to blend a little bit.

Amidst the roar of the wind, countless pink petals were like dense snowflakes, striking the sky full of flames in an endless stream.

From time to time, there would be a cloud of peach blossom snow barbaric slamming into the flames, but it would be severely grabbed by the huge ship ghost dragon claw, and it would be smashed to pieces in the deafening explosion.

A few remaining petals shot out from between the claws, and brushed past the emerald green dragon scales, making a piercing sound of scraping gold and iron, and were immediately burned into nothingness by the raging flames.

For a moment, the boat ghost's dragon claws were unable to break through the wind and snow barrier, and touched the bare peach tree. The peach blossoms and red snow could not pass the green talisman and red flame, and none of them could fall on the painting boat.

The defeated auras of both sides scattered in all directions, as if a poor painter who didn't know how to leave blank space was just throwing paint indiscriminately, smudged the world beyond the red flames of the dragon's claws and the red snow of peach blossoms into colorful and grotesque.

Deng Fuqing stood on the branch of the peach tree, her empty sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her tone was calm: "Master Cao Jiang, can you listen to the old man calmly now?"

"If you don't talk speculatively, why talk too much?"

Zhu Yihou snorted coldly, a scarlet cloud suddenly rose under his feet, and his whole body slowly rose into the air.

At the same time, the fiery bearded Caojiang Water God raised his right arm, and three more blue and yellow clouds flew out of his sleeve.

He stretched out his hand to draw, when suddenly there was a cry of a crane on the painting boat below, soaring into the sky, majestic and agitated, cracking stones and piercing clouds!
Zhu Yihou looked back in amazement, and saw the young man named Qi Jingzhi with his eyes closed, his head raised to the sky, his mouth open and his breath like a whistle, the breath around his body was like a tide rising from a blue sea, constantly climbing upwards.

The next moment, the countless scattered auras permeating the heaven, earth, and river seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and turned into spiritual streams of mixed colors, rushing towards the young man like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, converging on top of his head to form a colorful aura. huge vortex.

Its momentum is so great that it is no less than the two great masters of fighting skills.

Jiao Yulang was even more caught off guard, and was overturned by the raging stream of spiritual energy, and rolled three feet away involuntarily, and rolled into one place with those Luqi people.

The sound of the crane's chirping gradually stopped, Qi Jingzhi suddenly opened his eyes, raised his left hand, stretched his five fingers, and probed into the spiritual vortex above his head.

The next moment, a brilliant colorful long cloth was torn off by him.

The long cloth rolled down and wrapped Qi Jingzhi layer by layer, reflecting his clothes in colorful colors and his eyes shining brightly.

"Huh? The feather clothes are often smoky, so they don't provoke peaches and plum blossoms in the world!"

A look of surprise appeared on Deng Fuqing's face: "Traveling spiritual energy to make clothes as a buffer, this method of crossing the catastrophe is also considered strange. Although it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, my life is saved for the time being."

After wearing the colorful long cloth, Qi Jingzhi's eyes finally regained clarity, and most of the noise in his ears disappeared, and he was about to hear a few words from the wood carving old man.

He followed the sound to look at the wood carving old man, and asked solemnly: "Dare to ask senior, what kind of catastrophe did this junior survive by luck?"

"You don't know?"

Deng Fuqing immediately frowned, and her tone was even more unfriendly: "If you don't know, where did your method of overcoming calamity come from? Could it be that you are entertaining the old man?"

Qi Jingzhi shook his head slowly, and his tone was a little weak: "The younger generation is from Ye Luzi, and he has just achieved his heart. I really don't know why such a calamity has suddenly happened to him. Please give me your advice, senior!"

"Huh? I saw that your method of crossing the catastrophe is quite ingenious. I thought you were a child of a prominent family. I didn't expect it to be a wild fox Zen!"

The wooden carving old man frowned, and suddenly chuckled: "You young man has a thick skin! I know what I know, but why do I have to tell you?"

He moved his eyes away from Qi Jingzhi, and looked at the silent Zhu Yihou again: "Has the master of Caojiang thought about it? Although this old man came uninvited, he is by no means a bad guest. You are born in This country of Jiang Qi is not welcome and does not want outsiders to know about it, but there is no need to hide it in front of this old man."

"Just now you and I made a trial, and we should know that no one can do anything to anyone! In this situation, since you have no ability to kill the old man and the next two juniors, why don't you invite me to sit on your ghost ship and talk openly with each other? talk?"

As the words fell, the rushing spring cold wind suddenly turned back, thousands of pink petals returned to the branches, and they took the initiative to give way, and no longer competed with the dragon claw red flame.

Seeing this, Zhu Yihou snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves suddenly, and took back the essence of the three balls of red shrimp.

The red flames all over the sky were extinguished suddenly, the emerald green dragon claws slowly retreated to the cabin, the open cabin door was slammed shut, the roar of the beast inside subsided, and there was no more movement in silence.

Zhu Yihou slightly bowed his hands towards the other party, his face was a bit ugly: "Please get on the boat!"

After all, the Water God of Cao Jiang first lowered the cloud head and landed in front of Qi Jingzhi.

He took a deep look at the young man, and strode back to the Jiangxin Pavilion without saying a word.

A strong wind blew in mid-air, and Deng Fuqing jumped down from the wooden sword that had changed back to its original shape, and also stood still in front of Qi Jingzhi, with the wooden sword hanging by his side.

The wooden carving old man glanced up at the colorful vortex above, and said with a smile: "With your insignificant state, even if you are clever, it is absolutely impossible to attract such a large amount of mixed spiritual energy. Unless...you just succeeded in enlightening the spirit, Open your eyes and see the world for the first time!"

As he said that, the smile on Deng Fuqing's face turned narrow: "How about it, isn't this magnificent world beautiful? Are you tired of carrying so many complicated spiritual energy?"

Roasted by the red flames before, Qi Jingzhi didn't sweat a single drop, but now there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

He grinned brightly, and asked without answering, "Is the first level of the second realm the Qiling?"

"Yo, you junior have a big heart!"

Deng Fuqing couldn't help showing surprise, and nodded immediately: "It's okay to tell you, the second realm of sympathy between heaven and man is divided into three layers, followed by Qiling, Shanxia, ​​and Xinxiang. There may be monks in the Qi Kingdom. Another way of saying it is just changing the soup but not the medicine.”

"Originally, after the heart bone is first formed, it still needs to be polished for a long time. After it is really stable, you can start to enlighten the spirit. This layer is similar to nourishing the heart bone. It should be done slowly rather than urgently, and it should be done naturally."

Speaking of this, the short and skinny wooden carving old man was quite gloating: "It's also your bad luck. You just had to face the fighting skills of two third-level Dacheng monks. The inner bag is empty, but why The spiritual pressure outside the body was too strong, and the spiritual sense was forcibly opened."

"Tsk tsk! It's so violent and radical. It's an understatement to say that you want to encourage the growth of seedlings. It's tantamount to being cut open by someone! Your heart and bones are exposed to the world prematurely, just like a fetus born prematurely and born weak. This is when I opened my eyes and suffered the catastrophe of the ecstasy! Also because of the fighting between the two of us, your catastrophe is ten times more dangerous than ordinary people!"

Hearing these words, Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat: "Brows and hearts?"

(End of this chapter)