chewing dragon

Chapter 191
Regarding the conversation between Lord Langya and Marquis Anfeng, Qi Jingzhi stood aside but turned a deaf ear to it.

He stared at Ruomu Daoling's red-blossoming tree body, but what he thought of was Zhu Yihou's red heart tree heart, which is said to contain yang inside, and the fire in the south is hidden.

In order to suppress the poison of Yang fire in the heart of the tree, Zhu Yihou used "Song of Falling Frost" which is "The Lord of the Sun celebrates the morning, the God of Autumn rectifies the bridle, the first severe frost falls, and the cool wind is bleak".

Deng Fuqing said that the frost and snow are too severe, although it can suppress the poison of Yanghuo, it has no effect of harmonizing and nourishing. "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Spectrum".

Thinking of this verse, Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a little more confident about subduing the Ruomu sword spirit: "Ruomu is a tree that inhabits the sun, and the poison of sun fire contained in it is probably only a lot more than the red heart tree. Langya You said that this kind of sacred tree only grows in Qingyuan in the East China Sea, Ruoshui in the South China Sea, and Yuyuan in the West Extreme. It should not be a coincidence. If so..."

When a thought arises, heaven and earth respond.

A cry of cranes came from nowhere and spread to everyone's ears, followed by the faint sound of wind, water and even the creaking of boats.

Zheng Xian suddenly stopped talking, turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes flashed with astonishment.

Everyone followed suit, with different expressions on their faces, but they were all illuminated by the bright rays of the sun.

I saw Qi Jingzhi flicking his hands out of thin air, revealing his inner voice, so as to fiddle with the five colors and five sounds of the world.

A brilliant hazy feather coat emerged, and immediately separated from the young man's body, and spread out in the air. It was frosty white as the base, smudged with bright red, and there were colorful colors on the edges, among which the blueness was the most abundant.

Another long and agitated cry of cranes sounded, and the hazy plumage suddenly turned into a lifelike angry crane, fluttering its wings, flying high and low, showing the unique rhythm of "Flying Dragon Calling Rain".

The spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth flowed quickly with the dancing posture of the angry crane. At first, all kinds of spiritual lights were mixed and intertwined, with different shades, but soon they were analyzed in detail.

Lingxi streams with bright rays of light converged towards the angry cranes, turning into brightly colored feathers.

"Crane chirping is not crane chirping, spit out my heart! Crane dancing is not crane dancing, it is connecting with heaven and earth!"

Qi Jingzhi breathed out a mouthful of turbid air lightly, feeling extremely happy in his heart, he only felt that all phenomena of the world, all colors and eight winds, were within the palm of his hand.

At this moment, as the angry crane passed over Ruomu Sword Spirit again, a drop of colorful and flowing nectar suddenly dripped from its long beak.

Under everyone's gaze, the drop of nectar landed on a branch of Ruomu Daoling impartially, and then blended into it without hindrance.

Ruomu seedlings tremble slightly, the branches stretch upwards suddenly, and the leaves shaped like copper axes collide with each other, making a tinkling, crisp and pleasant sound, as if in harmony with the tune of "Linpu" composed of various abnormal sounds between heaven and earth. .

If the angry crane sensed something, it immediately flew back in a circle, grabbed Ruomu Daoling in one mouthful, grabbed Jian Renshou with both claws, and immediately soared into the sky and moved up the clouds.

"I would like to borrow the fairy feather wings to fly through the sky!"

Zheng Xian couldn't help clapping his palms and sighed: "Qi Xiaoyou's cultivation level is not as high as that of Shan Xia, and to be able to do this is really a great talent in the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the angry crane that flew to a very high place in the sky let out a long chirp, and then collapsed and turned into a cloud of mist.

Jian Renshou lost its brilliance, and fell straight from the sky, with the tip of the knife facing down, piercing the wind like howling.

Qi Jingzhi's expression was solemn, and he immediately looked at the direction. He sat on the horse with his waist down, hesitating and hesitating, and pierced his whole body with the power of washing wings. With his body dancing like a crane, he forcibly reversed Jian Renshou's falling trend, and even drew several fleeting arcs of light in the air, looking gorgeous but chilling.

With a bang, the boy and the long knife fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, Qi Jingzhi's face was slightly pale, his forehead was sweaty, and his whole body's energy was also weakened a lot. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy in controlling the angry crane before, and he was about to lose his strength when he jumped up to catch the knife.

As if sensing the status of the sword owner, Jian Renshou's sword suddenly glowed with two colors of red and green gold, shaped like a wooden branch, spreading from the blade to the handle, and then wrapped around Qi Jingzhi's right arm.

One of the branches was lifted up, and a drop of dew dripped from the tip of the branch, the color was like red vermilion, bright and dazzling, exuding bursts of scorching heat.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi smiled, but he didn't expect this Ruomu sword spirit to know how to reciprocate.

Mr. Langya only mentioned a few words not long ago, suck the flow of clear clouds, and drink the dew like trees!

Therefore, Qi Jingzhi stretched out his left hand with a smoky background, took the drop of red dew with the tip of his index finger, and sent it to his lips without hesitation.

Ruomu Chilu melted in his mouth, like a fire that exuded infinite heat, burning all over his limbs and bones in an instant, directly rushing inward to the viscera and bone marrow, steaming outward through the flesh and skin, not even the nails and hair tips let go.

Just this drop is a hundred times stronger and more pungent than Zhu Yihou's imperial paste wine!
The sweat on Qi Jingzhi's forehead was easily evaporated, and his whole body was even softer, but it was extremely comfortable and refreshing, and he was full of energy.

He felt that Ruomu Chilu's medicinal power was about to pass, so he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but the aura of pines, cypresses, and first woods hidden in various parts of his body came out, and it caught fire at one point, and with a bang, Qi Jingzhi was burned into a burning man .

Not only that, the flames on his body also ignited the branches of Ruomu, and spread back in the opposite direction, coating Jian Renshou with a layer of green and red flames.

At this moment, Qi Jingzhi felt as if he drank a few more drops of Ruomu Chilu, which was a little too much tonic, and his energy and spirit were all overflowing, turning himself into a ball of fire from the inside out.

The only difference was that he couldn't feel the slightest burning heat.

"What a pure spirit of pine, cypress and Jiamu!" The astonishment on Mr. Langya's face became more and more intense.

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately looked over, his eyes were shining with green flames, bright as two bright lamps.

Seeing this, Zheng Xian couldn't help laughing, and explained in his mouth: "There is a cloud in "Dropping the Marrow", the first wood towers to the sky, and the fire is born out of the body, spring does not allow gold, autumn does not allow soil, fire rides a dragon, water rides a tiger, and the earth rides a dragon. Run Tianhe, Zhili through the ages!"

"The armor is a tree of pure yang, with a solid body, towering momentum, and extremely majestic. The fire is the son of the tree. The prosperous wood becomes more prosperous when it gets fire."

Most of Qi Jingzhi's attention was put on the green flames all over his body, so he didn't understand the explanation of Lord Langya, and he had no time to think about it.

However, even if he was a little absent-minded, he also heard the meaning of "Jiamu is a tree of pure yang".

Qi Jingzhi was startled immediately, and couldn't help asking: "Senior Zheng, I only heard that Chixin wood is a tree with yang fire inside, but this pine, cypress, and first wood are exposed to the wind and rain, and the snow and frost have their own breath. The meaning of cold, the younger generation has always absorbed this kind of divine meaning, adding it to the white blade, adding a bit of sharpness, could it be that they practiced it wrong?"

Zheng Xian was stunned, and then laughed dumbly: "It's like Ruomu is a kind of mulberry wood, and the red heart tree is a genus of pine and cypress. Do you think pine and cypress Jiamu is a pure yang tree?"

"It's not impossible for you to use the air of pine, cypress, and first wood to assist the blade, but it's a waste of money. It's the right way to use it to nourish the Tao body and increase the longevity."

"Just like you are now, using pure yang wood gas to support the combustion, the natural fire will be more blazing, and it can consume most of the fierceness in Ruomu's yang fire, which is already considered an extremely brilliant method of strengthening life! Fire, just turn it into stubbornness!"

"It's just that the wood is burned by fire, and it's hard to get rid of the dryness after all. After a long time, there will be hidden dangers. This is the so-called fire riding the dragon. Although it is majestic, it also has the worry of being backlashed by the fire dragon. Even Wuyun Sili Those envoys from Jinyun, devouring fire and eating flames are like eating and drinking water, and there are not a few who have been burned to death by the flames in the past."

When Lord Langya saw Qi Jingzhi, an excellent junior, especially with Ding Lingwei's relationship, he explained it patiently and meticulously.

"If you follow Zheng, you should use the aura of pines, cypresses, and first woods as the foundation in the future, and gradually match fire, earth, metal, and water."

"You already have the fire, it is Ruomu Chilu. You also have the water, it is the Divine Music of Heaven just now."

When mentioning the "Tianyin Divine Genealogy", with Zheng Xian's extensive knowledge and profound cultivation, there was a bit of curiosity and exploration in Zheng Xian's eyes.

It's just that Lord Langya relied on his status after all, seeing that Qi Jingzhi had no intention of speaking, he didn't ask.

He paused for a while before continuing: "In Zheng's opinion, although the spirit of pine, cypress and Jiamu is fundamental, the water of Tianyin Shenpu is the most important thing. In the future, it can not only be used to exchange with Ruomu Sword Spirit The bare dew can moisten the soil with water, and the wet soil can grow wood to vent the fire, so it can naturally tame the fierceness of the fire dragon."

"It's just that if there is too much water vapor, there is also the worry of water flooding and wood floating. This is the so-called water riding a tiger. This requires fire and earth to reconcile it, so that the trees can flourish and absorb water vapor safely without floating. , you can subdue the madness of the water tiger."

"In all these things, the five elements mutually generate and restrain each other. If one day you can make the first tree towering to the sky, and at the same time, the metal is not sharp, the earth is not dry, the fire is not strong, and the water is not mad, then you can plant it through the ages and live forever!"

While speaking, the green and red flames on Qi Jingzhi's body weakened and gradually retracted into his body, no longer exposed to the outside, and the branches of Ruomu also retracted into the long knife.

The young man's eyes were still burning brightly, but he didn't have the inhuman appearance he had before.

He put the saber back into its sheath, cupped his hands and bowed deeply to Zheng Xian, and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, senior, for clearing away my doubts and preaching!"

Lord Langya smiled and nodded slightly: "It's just some very common principles of practice, but the more simple the principles are, the easier it is to know but the more difficult to practice, and it is even rarer to be able to achieve the ultimate."

When Zheng Xian and Qi Jingzhi had a happy conversation, Marquis of Anfeng Ding Chengyuan looked at this and that in surprise, his expression changing again and again.

From the angry crane just now, he has really seen Qi Jingzhi's roots clearly, but his uncle and grandfather have disappeared for 500 years. If Langya Jun Zhengxian took such good care of Qi Jingzhi who met by chance because of this, Ding Chengyuan is Absolutely do not believe it.

Previously, the Marquis of Anfeng was trapped in Jinzao and did not hear the news of Ding Lingwei's possible return. Therefore, in his opinion, after the Langya Lord in front of him parked Tiantai Mountain on the shore of Langya, he clearly He has already started the idea of ​​recruiting talents and cultivating influence, and Qi Jingzhi, who was born in Xianyu Mountain and has a natural passion, is a good candidate.

Sensing Ding Chengyuan's eyes full of doubts, Zheng Xian didn't pay much attention to it, just glanced at this preoccupied junior lightly, and made this Marquis An Feng bow his head and bow his head to wait for the crime.

Zheng Xian snorted softly, looked away, raised the tail of the white luan, and released the Taoist Tiger Lord.

After all, this big monk from the Tianyi Sect has an extraordinary cultivation level. He was on the verge of death before, but after recuperating in the golden jujube for a while, he has recovered his breath. It seems that he will not die easily.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he opened a pair of bright moves, his tiger eyes glowed with gold, and he looked forward to his majesty. Even his sick face could not hide his power.

However, when the tiger-faced Taoist saw clearly the unfathomable Lord Langya Zhengxian, the downcast Marquis of Anfeng Ding Chengyuan, the golden tripod and the few remaining golden dates, especially the one placed in the Within the golden date, the Dahei Myokami with a golden lacquered dagger nailed between his eyebrows, his temperament changed suddenly.

"The impoverished tiger squirrel is from the lineage of Tianyi taught Zouwu, dare to ask senior Gao's name?"

Taoist Hu Jun saluted respectfully, with no malice in his body, as well-behaved as a big tabby cat.

"Tiger beetle? The beetle, which looks like a human and has tiger stripes, is said to be a different species in the Kunlun Ruins. You got this name, which shows that you have high hopes from the teachers in the sect."

Langya Lord Zheng Xian's tone was flat, without the slightest hint of joy or anger: "It's just that you, the descendant of the Zouwu lineage, are really far behind the young dog who fled into the underworld."

"Why did the senior say that?"

Taoist Hu Jun suddenly raised his head, and there was dissatisfaction on his face, and he said in a muffled voice: "That old dog-skinned man is not as good as a poor man in terms of cultivation, even worse in terms of courage and strategy, and even pretends to be lame in terms of his heart for the way. A dog with skinny feet, rolling around in the mortal world, how can it look like a dog that swallows the sun and the moon in half?"

Zheng Xian chuckled, shook his head lightly and said: "Zouwu, a white tiger with black stripes, full of five colors, tail longer than body, and can travel thousands of miles a day. You haven't even proved Zouwu's true form, but you are only a tiger, and you are worthy of it." Are you kidding me?"

"That's all. Zou Wu is an ancient benevolent beast, and he will not eat anything unless it dies, but you are a vicious tiger full of grievances and ghosts, and you are even worse!"

As the Lord Langya said, he raised the white luan's tail again, and then took the jade box in the remaining golden jujube into his hand.

Ignoring Taoist Hu Jun whose face changed suddenly, Zheng Xian weighed the jade box in his hand, and then threw it to Qi Jingzhi who was at the side.

Qi Jing subconsciously caught this small but exquisite jade box, and seeing Lord Langya nod his head slightly at him, he opened the lid casually.

I saw more than a dozen little tigers the size of flies in the jade box, with green eyes shining brightly, and bat-like fleshy wings growing on their bodies, which were obviously the fleshy wings that the Taoist Hujun used to plot against Ding Chengyuan earlier. Tiger.

It's just that their wings are corroded to such a bad shape now that they might not be able to fly easily, and even their bodies are covered with scars, so they can only lie on the spot, raise their heads and roar at Qi Jingzhi viciously, but the voice is weak Mosquitoes, no deterrence at all.

"These fierce creatures in the jade box have eyes shining like phosphine, stripes like tigers, and wings like bats... If Zheng remembers correctly, they should be flesh-winged tigers in Shibao Mountain. And go down the mountain, eat people and return, its skin can ward off ghosts."

Langya Lord Zhengxian's smile was a bit more cold: "You feed these fierce creatures with dao fire, let them kill people's lives and enslave ghosts for you, not only your own practice is inferior, but also offend Sheng Jiang's human way , Even if you die nine times, it will be hard to atone for your crime!"

(End of this chapter)