Fu Canglu

Chapter 10 The style of that arrow
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"Do immortals really exist? Are immortals really invincible in the world?"

When Xiao Yi was six years old, he asked the drunk old man An.

An Yunchang held His Royal Highness in his arms and pointed at the hanging attic. He looked sleepy but answered soberly, "Your Highness looked at the hanging attic, and without any external force, he could jump into the sky. Isn't this the trick of a fairy?"

Holding the book in the Secret Pavilion in his hands, Xiao Yi is a rubbing copy of the astronomical scroll that has been lost for some time in Yingu, tilting his head and curiously said, "Grandpa An, this book says that 100 years ago, there was a great city lord who beheaded nine immortals in a row The head, isn't that more immortal than an immortal?"

An Yunchang squinted his eyes and said nothing, the flower wine on his waist seemed to never be finished, as if he was lost in memory, and he said after a long time, "The name of the immortal still has the word "herringbone", but the city lord is really not a human being anymore. .”

Xiao Yi heard that if he got something, he pointed to the way of heaven, "Can an immortal open this day?"

The entourage's masters raised their heads in a trance from several miles away. In the cloudy sky, there was a bold laughter, although old and immortal, straight to the sky.

"What's so difficult about this?"

"Don't talk about immortals, this old man will open the sky for His Highness today!"

An Yunchang embraced the little highness with one hand, and pulled the other hand out of the air!Immediately, the dark clouds of thousands of miles were scattered by a big hand, the roaring sound echoed, and the black line formed by the distant land and sky was broken by a ray of clear light.

There is a mountain in the east, stretching thousands of miles, continuous, like the backbone of an ancestor dragon, named Guanshan.The bright moon rises from here, illuminating the world.

"The bright moon comes out of Guanshan Mountain!"

Xiao Yi was shocked by the bright moon above his head, unable to speak for a long time.

Old man An squinted his eyes and drank the flower wine, with the moon shining brightly on his head, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Your Highness, just treat it as watching a play."

"How many people are there in this world?" Although the little prince was six years old, he did not forget to ask in shock.

An Yunchang had the temperament to answer the little prince's questions, so he waved away Haoyue, "It's just the number of hands."

"Counting with two hands?" The little prince was gifted and intelligent, but he couldn't help but pull the wrench and count, ah, "So many?"

An Yunchang smiled heartily, "Your Highness, the world is vast, no matter it is a time of peace and prosperity, or a time of turmoil, even if there is a lack of gold or silver, everything is lacking, except for masters."

After finishing speaking, he quietly moved his head towards him, and pointed to the old blind man Lin who was following the national teacher in the loft in the air, "Your Highness, did you see that? The old blind man who followed the national teacher all day long has set a vow Those who don’t take action, if one day breaks the precept and reveals a hand, I’m afraid it will be more terrifying than the vision just now, even worse.”

The roaring water of the Qijiang River was boiled by the purple sun above Lao Huai's head, and turned into thousands of streams of steam, which gathered on the top of his head to condense into streams of purple clouds.

An ancient poem says: Qi vaporizes Yunmengze, waves shake Yueyang City.Most likely it was because of seeing such a fairy's tricks, and felt something in his heart.

The master swordsmith of Western Chu, Mu Guizi, had climbed to an unbelievable level at this moment with the luck of transforming the dragon. He threw away the two withered dragon horns that were about to break at will. Golden scalding blood flowed out and fell down the scalding Qijiang River.

"The old tree demon, with the sun on his head, isn't he afraid of burning himself to death?" An Yunchang felt the wanton and tyrannical aura of the wooden devil, his face was solemn, but he couldn't help but sneer.

Mu Guizi looked indifferent, "They are all people who are about to go to the earth, and this is the last word?"

"I celebrate your ancestor!" An Yunchang said with a smile, "I'll pull out all your broken leaves later, stuff them into a chamber pot and feed them to the dogs."

Mu Guizi took a deep breath, his chest swelled rapidly, and he let out an angry roar, his voice piercing through gold and cracking stones, it was so powerful that it overwhelmed countless waves on the river!
The red-gold prairie flame was spewed out in one mouthful, and burned frantically along the river surface!
"Good guy, did you learn the breath of the dragon after absorbing the luck of transforming the dragon?" An Yunchang didn't dare to be negligent. off.However, when he let go of his hands, his palm, which was crystal clear like white jade, had a trace of scorched blackness.

Mu Guizi moved his body, stretched his hunched body slowly, tall and straight like a sword, his loose dry hair became black and longer, his whole body seemed to return to the youngest moment, especially the purple sun on his head, his whole body was heroic, like a fairy Go down to earth, and laugh wildly at the moment.

"Is this the realm of immortals?" Xiao Yi looked at Jiang Bankong's haughty figure.

"Very strong." An Yunchang commented, the bright moon above his head was no better than that round of purple sun, but it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he had to take a hard shot!

Mu Guizi was still familiar with this terrifying body with good luck, and his movements were occasionally jerky, but he fought with An Yunchang.

In the first hundred rounds, the two had their own advantages and disadvantages, and An Yunchang had the upper hand.

After another hundred rounds, Mu Guizi's luck was like a rainbow, and he recruited great supernatural powers. He directly suppressed An Yunchang and drove him into the heart of the river three times.

In another hundred rounds, the flower and wine around An Yunchang's waist was snatched by the wooden devil, and the bright moon above his head was scattered by the purple sun. scorching sun.

boom!
This is already unknown how many times he was beaten into the heart of the river, but An Yunchang was nowhere to be seen floating up.

The wood devil calmed down, threw away the ridiculous flagon, felt the power coming from his limbs, opened the gate of heaven, climbed to the fairyland, and resurrected the overlord. No one can stop him now.

He looked at the bottom of the river, saw through the old man An who was sinking down the river and refused to come up, and said indifferently, "The clown is not a threat."

He glanced at the north again, waiting for a voice.

From a place far away in the wind and snow, a thick and playful voice came from thousands of miles away.

"I will abide by my promise and will not interfere in this matter."

Since no one in the world can stop me, what are you waiting for now?
Immediately, he opened his arms, and his momentum soared again. Countless luck condensed from between his eyebrows, and a huge door opened in the cloudy rain in Tianxin.

Open the gate of heaven!

With a smile on his face, Mu Guizi whispered in his heart.

"Welcome to my king!"

The gate of heaven was carved like a ghostly axe, and a gap was opened by a huge force!
almost at the same time

"Let go." Yuan Tiangang, the national teacher, squinted his eyes and said, his voice was extremely sharp.

The old blind man let go of the hand that was resting on the non-existent bow. There was no bow and no arrows, but he heard a whoosh, and the nine heavens sounded together!

Gone in a flash!
rumbling
The sky in the distance was broken by something, and the sky was filled with dark clouds as the old man let go!

One arrow, no cloud
In the next second, the gate of heaven opened!

The aurora broke through the sky, bursting out endless brilliance from the gate of heaven!

Something is fleeting like an arrow.

It seemed to be an arrow, shot out of the gate of heaven, into the purple sun, pierced through the purple sun and into the chest of the wood devil, and then there was a muffled sound like a crack of gold, and the wood devil was instantly blasted into the river before he could react .

He tilted his head slightly, his hair flying wildly, trying to see clearly what happened just now.There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Zi Ri couldn't stop collapsing.

Everything came too fast.

A body full of immortal energy was blown away by an arrow.

Immediately after a bang, Ziri collapsed and the river exploded hundreds of feet.

A gigantic figure jumped up from the center of the river, it was Chiyu who had been cut off from the chance to transform into a dragon, and with resentment on his face, he gulped down the wooden devil whose immortal energy had collapsed.

Mu Guizi's hair was disheveled, and an arrow pierced through his chest. He stretched out his palm in embarrassment, only to find a red figure leaping out from Chi Yu's mouth, piercing his palm with something large and small. It was a sword smaller than a foot, turning slightly He saw the peerless beauty with a sneer in his head.Immediately after, a black-clothed figure leaped out from behind, handed out a giant sword and cut into his waist, both of them looked cold, as if they were in agreement.

Chiyu can't go further into the palm for three points, and Juque can't get an inch in front of his waist.

The red-clothed Zun Yunzhang had no expression on his face, no matter how much he handed over the sword, it would be difficult to advance further, but his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, and he sneered, "Still can't figure it out?"

Mu Yu, the great devil's sword intent, wanted to invade this fairy's body, but returned in vain. He licked his lips, "Old Ancestor, do you really think that everyone in the world is a fool?"

Mu Guizi's eyes were slightly distracted, and he wanted to say something, but he saw a bright moon in the sky that was unstoppable. An Yunchang, who was waiting at the bottom of the river, prepared a blow, and the bright moon sank towards the immobile Mu Guizi.

The red clothes and the black clothes were withdrawn at the touch of a touch, and they didn't even want the famous sword Juque Chiyu.

With a pair of horns removed, Chi Yu, who had failed to transform the dragon, had dull eyes, only a sense of resentment, and with a sliver of consciousness, he was going to swallow the wood devil who was full of immortal energy, and continue to complete the impossible task. Hualong.

But I saw the moon sinking and the gate of heaven closed.

The stupid Chiyu swallowed the wooden ghost, and was immediately blown into countless corpses by Haoyue Guanghui, and was swallowed by Qijiang in just an instant.

The breath of rain is swept away, and the first rain in spring comes and goes faster.

Yumotou glanced at the vast Qijiang River, without saying a word, just took the big bird and headed north.

The wonderful man in red landed beside Xiao Yi, with a dazed expression on his face, touching his peerless pretty face, there were actually two lines of tears.

Old man An was annoyed that the jug thrown into the river by the wooden ghost was hard to find, and regardless of his wet body and disheveled hair, he plunged into the Qi River again.

Old Duan was blown in the face by the spray from the river, but his eyes widened, but he couldn't see the silent figure anymore, he was like a walking dead, he spat towards Taotao Qijiang with a bah, and threw it on the The jug on his waist just murmured, "Dragon King of the dog day, why did you die like this, and give me my life, my old Duan has to practice for 100 years to take your dog's life, why is it like this dead?"

He squatted down suddenly, crying with his head in his arms, not knowing who he was talking to, gritted his teeth and mourned, "Why did you die like this?"

Xiao Yi watched in bewilderment as thousands of lucks were blown to all directions of the world, the pond fish that had swallowed luck for 100 years was blown into pieces, the wood devils disappeared together with the Tianmen, but the immortal energy went to all parts of the world along with the luck .

Regardless of how much luck Qinglian absorbed in her mind as she swayed gently, she just twisted her drenched sleeves and murmured.

"How did you die like this?"

(End of this chapter)