chewing dragon

Chapter 190 The Sword of Returning to the Sun
The phantom of the green gold and copper axe flashed and disappeared on Jian Renshou's knife.

Qi Jingzhi really never thought that he just recited a little poem he heard from Deng Fuqing, which actually aroused Zheng Xian's mood, so that this Lord Langya not only gave back a piece of the tactic of saving the world, but also a The first poem even sent a great fortune to Jian Shengshou.

Lord Langya so easily bestowed the power of the Sunset that Marquis An Feng had worked so hard to plan on to this long sword.

I saw Langya Lord Zheng Xian raised his fan, and a multicolored golden flame flew up from the golden tripod, enveloping Jian Renshou.

The long knife with black and blue body and golden scales on its spine trembled suddenly, and suddenly turned into a colorful green flying lightning, soaring into the sky, sinking into the clouds, and disappearing suddenly.

The three young men on the ground stared wide-eyed and searched for a long time, but they didn't see any trace.

"Yu Ze Lingtian, fell into Wujian, Zheng sent it into Wuji, to attract spirituality!"

Zheng Xian explained a sentence, looked at Qi Jingzhi's right arm, and pointed out: "Actually, this method and the method of sacrifice have the same goal. Now that Jian Renshou has a sliver of power, he can go straight to Wuji Field to receive the guide, and naturally he can attract suitable weapon spirits to vote, and it will be twice the result with half the effort."

He just finished speaking, only to hear the roar of a knife in the clouds in the sky, the wind blowing the clouds and clearing the sky.

Immediately there were more golden flames Mokong, Guangyaohan, Longdao Jianrenshou reappeared in the sky, hovering and dancing like living creatures.

Immediately afterwards, the multicolored golden flame that Lord Langya used to forge the weapon quietly extinguished, and a phantom appeared on Jian Renshou's knife.

It was a strange little tree, its body was red, as bright as a danxia, ​​and ten red branches stretched out in all directions. The leaves on the branches were lush and green, shaped like a battle-axe, and glowing with jade-gold and mysterious light.

Qi Jingzhi raised his head to watch, and the red and green brilliance reflected in a pair of clear eyes appeared to be full of splendor.

His heart was shocked, and only one thought was left: "Before, I only heard about the Daoist fire refining tool from Jiao Yulang and Mu Yingxian, but today I finally got to see it with my own eyes!"

"Wonderful! This tree has ten branches, green leaves and red flowers, it is clearly a seedling of Ruomu!"

Lord Langya clapped his palms and smiled, admiringly said: "Although the aura is still weak, the endowment is quite good. As long as you cultivate it well, you will surely achieve something!"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but look back from the sky, and turned to look at Zheng Xian: "Ruomu? There is Ruomu in the east of the sky, and Ruomu with a candle dragon under it?"

"Exactly! Ruomu is a genus of mulberry trees. It is a legendary tree that inhabits the sun. It is said that 'in the last ten days, its splendor will shine down to the ground'. Therefore, there are actually three places of Ruomu. It lives in the valley of sunrise in the east of the sky, also known as Fumu, the second one was born on the banks of the South China Sea, and the third one was born in the abyss of the setting sun in the West Pole."

Qi Jingzhi was even more surprised when he heard the words, how long has passed, Jian Renshou was able to summon the weapon spirit from such a distant place, how mysterious is this field of infinity?
He hesitated a little, but still asked: "Dare to ask seniors, I heard that if you want to refine a spirit weapon, you need to climb the altar in the third realm to attract lost spirits. Could it be that this spirit weapon came from the field of infinity?"

When he asked this question, what Qi Jingzhi was thinking about was Ding Lingwei.

Hearing this, Zheng Xian immediately nodded slightly: "Going to the stage to recruit spirits is like sitting on the roof of a house and waiting for rabbits, while going to the wild to recruit spirits is to go to the mountains to hunt. The two are just different in difficulty, but they are basically the same."

He paused for a while, as if hesitating, but he still said softly: "Ding Lingwei's corpse-dissolving crane should also be able to use this method to summon spirits. Xianyu Mountain must have tried it, but this kind of thing sometimes requires a little bit of luck."

Without waiting for Qi Jingzhi's response, Lord Langya cast his eyes on Jian Renshou again, and sighed: "The age is different, and the time is like rushing, there is no return, it is hard to get and easy to lose! From now on, this sword will be in the sky! At the right time, cut off the life essence!"

He paused, and then changed the subject: "But this little Doyle is really not worth mentioning. The heroic cause of the ages, the first is longevity! A monk yearns for longevity and fights for his life. Avenue!"

"As the saying goes, if you break a tree, you can brush against the sun, and if you talk freely, you can get acquainted with sheep!"

I saw this Lord Langya suddenly turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes were shining brightly, and he asked word by word: "Qi Jingzhi, do you dare to hold this Ruomu knife, cut off the dragon's feet, chew the dragon's meat, and climb the sea? And suppress the water flowing eastward, approaching the Yuquan and attract the day when it returns to the west?"

Hearing such shocking words, Qi Jingzhi tasted the grand realm contained in it, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling, his hair all raised, and his chest was filled with a surge of pride, which was almost uncontrollable.

However, at the same time, he was also very clear in his heart that the other party suddenly looked at him differently, it was all for Ding Lingwei's face, once he took the knife, he would have a great karma with this Lord Langya.

Ding Lingwei lost his way in the wild of Wuji. It has been nearly 500 years so far. Even if he will return, he does not know the year of the monkey, so he needs someone to watch him. Ling, if he wanted to do these two things well, a member of the Xianyu Mountain Sect who came from the same line as Ding Lingwei was undoubtedly the most suitable.

However, although Ding Lingwei received the true biography of Xuandu Guanzhu from the previous generation, his mind has never been on Xianyu Mountain. Now that he has been drinking tea for nearly 500 years, there may not be anyone on the mountain thinking about him, let alone working hard for it.

So today due to a chance meeting, Zheng Xian made his idea on Qi Jingzhi.

Perhaps refining a spiritual weapon with Daohuo and spiritual materials is just a trivial matter for this Lord Langya, but it cannot conceal the fact that the reborn long knife in the sky is actually If a truly priceless treasure falls into the hands of a young man whose cultivation is no more than the second level and has no sect to rely on, it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is innocent, but pregnant is a crime.

Therefore, Qi Jingzhi took a deep breath, and immediately shook his head resolutely: "Senior Haojiao learned that the junior was born in the mountains, but by chance, he got the fragment of "The Immortal Feather Classic". I don’t know where the gate of Xianyu Mountain is. It’s a generous gift from seniors, and Qi Jing is ashamed not to accept it!”

Zheng Xian looked slightly stunned, couldn't help but took a deep look at the young man, and then smiled in surprise: "I just said that you think too much, but I didn't expect you to be a rare and honest person!"

His tone was full of indifference: "If the master of Xuandu doesn't nod his head, do you think you can use the "Xian Yu Jing" to cultivate your heart?"

Qi Jingzhi was dumbfounded when he heard the words, he had heard this statement once from Deng Fuqing, the Cui family in Yecheng also had a similar statement, and now he heard it from Lord Langya, so he finally believed most of it.

I heard Zheng Xian continue to say: "Since you have cultivated your heart and soul, you must have recorded your name on the crane release stele. It is undoubtedly the true inheritance of Xianyu Mountain. With your talent and entry, it will be a matter of time before you are introduced into the mountain gate."

As he said that, he raised his fan and pointed towards the sky: "Ask Zheng again, this knife...do you dare to take it?"

"Crane Release Monument? Named? Is it something like Fuya Temple Sending Spirit Monument?"

Thoughts were surging in Qi Jingzhi's heart, but he nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course I dare to take it! Thanks to the generous gift from the senior, if Qi Jingzhi can really worship Xianyu Mountain in the future, he will naturally take care of the remains of the teacher in the Gu family. In the Field of Promise, the juniors have superficial knowledge and don't know the truth, but if given the chance, they will definitely not sit idly by!"

The young man didn't make a big deal, but Zheng Xian seemed extremely satisfied when he heard it, with a smile on his face.

He raised his hand and made a move towards Jian Renshou, and the long knife that was criss-crossing the sky and roaring like a lion and tiger immediately flew down and hovered in front of the Lord Langya.

He glanced at it, nodded lightly and said: "With this Ruomu sword spirit, this sword will no longer have anything to do with Yuemu's lineage!"

"As the saying goes, suck the flow of clear clouds, and drink the dew like trees! You just happen to be at the level of eating qi, so you might as well try one or two in the future."

Qi Jing was stunned, but he firmly remembered the other party's reminder: "If it really has this miraculous effect, it must be much stronger than the aura of pine, cypress and Jiamu."

Seeing that the young man realized something, Zheng Xian smiled and said: "If the tree is a sacred tree, it has long since disappeared in the world, but there are still tree spirits in the Wuji Field. If it weren't for the power of the sun and Zheng's dao fire, Even if it is just a seedling that may never grow up, it will not be attracted at all, and it will not succumb to the hands of mediocrity!"

"If you are alone, if you want to subdue this knife, you don't need to count on the sacrificial method, and you don't even need to think about methods such as the Zangfeng method. At this moment, there are two ways for you to choose. One way is to hold the knife temporarily. The spirit seal, gradually unsealed as you improve your cultivation, until you ignite the dao fire, and then sacrifice this knife again, and you can truly drive it freely."

"Is there another way... You come forward to hold the handle of the knife at this moment, whether it is to convince it with strength, lure it with profit, or feel it with sincerity, as long as you get the approval of the knife spirit, you can immediately use this spiritual weapon Take the sword for your own use."

After finishing speaking, Langya Lord Zheng Xian closed his mouth, looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, and there was a hint of school examination in his eyes.

Qi Jingzhi nodded silently, then walked around Jin Ding slowly, and stood in front of Jian Renshou.

He looked at the Chang Dao Jian Ren Shou and Ruo Mu Dao Ling who were close at Chi Chi, and thought to himself: "Can't we use the Zang Feng method? That's right, when Qi Huchan was born, his spirituality was shallow and he had no form, so I could easily name him. Now, Jian Renshou's knife spirit is a fully formed Ruomu seedling, so naturally he won't let me manipulate it easily, and it's too weird to recognize a tree as a brother."

"The first road is certainly the safest, but if I choose this tricky method, how can I be worthy of today's fried life? Not to mention cutting the dragon's feet and chewing the dragon's meat. It's the day of Yu Quan's move to return to the west!"

"As for the second article, use force to persuade, use profit to lure, use sincerity..."

Qi Jingzhi's gaze swept across the jade-gold blades of the Ruomu sword spirit, which were shaped like copper axes, and his heart moved again: "It seems that this sword spirit is somewhat similar to the heart bone, and it can be changed... Green leaves and red flowers what..."

Seeing the young man lost in thought, Lord Langya Zheng Xian clapped his hands suddenly: "Next, it's time to deal with the three culprits of this incident!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his fan casually, and Ding Chengyuan woke up leisurely.

The Marquis of Anfeng suddenly opened his eyes, because there was no injury on his body, and he looked as energetic as before.

It was only when he realized that he was trapped that his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly stretched his body, but of course he couldn't break the shackles of Jinzao.

After trying twice more, Ding Chengyuan finally gave up, and his expression calmed down. He looked around through the almost transparent jujube skin, and immediately fixed his eyes on Zheng Xian.

He and Mr. Langya paired those eyes that seemed to be hiding the blue sea and the green abyss. After holding on for a few breaths, he decisively moved his eyes away, and then fell on the white feather fan in the opponent's hand, and then the one on the ground that looked extraordinary. Jinding.

"White Luan Tail? Golden Kitchen God Cauldron?"

As if he had finally confirmed something, Marquis Anfeng Ding Chengyuan's face changed again, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Holding the tail of a white luan, sweeping the clouds in the southern mountain at night. The deer drink under the cold stream, and the fish return to the seashore. But Lord Langya is in person?"

"Oh? You've heard of me?"

Zheng Xian asked with a smile when he heard the words, although it was a question, his tone was quite certain.

Ding Chengyuan nodded immediately, his expression obviously relaxed, and his vigilance was greatly reduced: "I saw a god in Xiantai Xianshan, and Xianlu Xianju reflected in the blue sky. I also heard that there was a crane in the sea, but it was a thousand-year-old Penglai!"

This Marquis of Anfeng seemed to be very aware of Lord Langya's preferences, and he even recited a flattering poem with his mouth open, and even deliberately included the words of crane jittering.

He paused for a while, carefully observed the changes in Lord Langya's expression, and then continued: "As a child of the Ding family, Cheng Yuan has heard about the deeds of the Lord since he was a child, and even heard about the spirit of his uncle. Xugong and Junshang are close friends, and they have admired each other for a long time, but it is a pity that they have always been on one side. How lucky to see you today!"

After all, this Marquis of Anfeng obviously wanted to perform the junior ceremony, but his body was bound by golden dates, so he couldn't move no matter what.

Seeing this, Lord Langya waved the tail of the white luan immediately, and the jujube skin melted quickly, releasing Ding Chengyuan.

Zheng Xian looked at this descendant of Ding Lingwei, nodded and shook his head: "When Master Zheng was still alive, Tiantai Mountain was carried by Shenao, floating in the sea, and it was naturally included in Penglai Zhuxian Island. list."

"Now that I am the master of the Bihai Immortal Sect, I have already let the turtle go back and parked Tiantai Mountain on the shore of Langya. From now on, there is no need to mention the title of Penglai Thousand Year Old Man!"

Marquis Anfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and the haze in his eyes flashed away.

He quickly landed on the ground, lowered his eyebrows and saluted respectfully, and his tone was filled with joy: "Langya and Jiuzhen are only separated by one state, so Chengyuan can often go to Tiantai Mountain to listen to the teachings of the king, This is really a joy in my heart!"

Zheng Xian laughed when he heard the words: "It is time to teach you. As soon as Zheng came back, he heard that now in the lord's harem, from the concubines to the palace people, they are vying to make hairpins with the cold gold spit out by the golden bird. Erpei, whether you walk, sit or lie down, you wear it on your body, and use it to invite favor and flatter the king?"

"Well, how did you sing the ballad in the palace? Oh... If you don't accept Pihanjin, how can you get the king's heart? If you don't accept Pihantian, how can you get the king's pity?"

Hearing these words, Ding Chengyuan couldn't even straighten his waist: "Your Majesty, this Pihanjin..."

Lord Langya, who had been very talkative before, was actually a white luan tail, interrupting Marquis An Feng's explanation: "Mr. Zheng is much clearer than you about the origin of the coughing golden bird and Pihanjin!"

"Back then, Mr. Zheng joined the sect of the Bihai Immortal Sect and traveled abroad with Shenao Tiantai. When he passed by Yanzhou overseas, he saw the pair of birds flying in the sea and felt that they were quite spiritual, so he brought them back. At that time Ding Lingwei happened to have a young brother, so he asked me for two golden birds, and took them home as a plaything for him... Well, his young brother must be your grandfather, right?"

"Hehe, Zheng really didn't expect that after hundreds of years, the Ding family with the Jiang surname would have an extra tribute called Bihanjin!"

As he spoke, Zheng Xian's tone clearly showed a bit of hatred.

"Those women in the palace use Pihan Gold to please the lord of the country. You, the Huben family and Marquis Anfeng, use Pihan Gold to please the women. When the wind blows on this pillow, it will be of no avail. !"

(End of this chapter)