From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 129

Jiang Zirou waved gently.

The piece of bronze fell into her hands, it wasn't hot, it exuded a slight coolness, and a halo flowed on the surface of the bronze piece.

When Jiang Zirou focused and looked carefully, he realized that these halos were not irregular waves, but distorted characters.

Thanks to the divine sense after its own transformation.

Jiang Zirou's memory is very good. It didn't take long for Jiang Zirou to decipher the text on the bronze block.

"These words seem to be a skill..."

With eye movements, Jiang Zirou thought for a while, and he already had a guess in his heart:

"It is said that this mysterious national teacher practiced a magical skill called Dragon Elephant Prajna, which is the first-class body training method in the world. It is infinitely powerful. If you guess correctly, what is recorded on it should be Dragon Elephant Prajna It’s a magic trick.”

This Mongolian national teacher is extremely powerful.

The Yuan Shen Dao sword that had been hit by Jiang Zirou's Saint Realm not only did not die, but also ran for a long distance with the burning of the phoenix blood.

This kind of physical quality is close to that of gods and demons.

As for the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art, it can also be glimpsed from this incident.

"Not bad! Another method of self-defense!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Zirou's mouth. This exercise is very suitable whether it is used to practice by oneself or taught to several disciples.

"Cultivation techniques are still a trivial matter. In terms of body training, I already have the unique knowledge of Taiwu Zhenshen, and another dragon-elephant Prajna is just icing on the cake."

She looked at the copper block in her hand.

The copper block cast in bronze has an irregular cylindrical shape, with slightly curved arcs at both ends.

The section is not smooth and looks like it fell from something.

"...I should have seen this kind of metal before!"

A light flashed in my mind.

"That's right! It's the Devil's Nest!
At the top of the cave where Su Li was suppressed, there was a big bronze cauldron. The material of that cauldron seemed to be very similar to that of the bronze handle. Did it come off from the top? "

That tripod is extraordinary.

After suppressing the Demon Cave for thousands of years, when Jiang Zirou stepped into the semi-holy realm, there was nothing he could do to take him away.

up to now.

Maybe you can go back and check it again. If you can take away the giant tripod, it will be regarded as an extra weapon for self-defense.

There is also the Devil's Nest, which is connected to the Six Heavens Demon Realm.

It is recognized as one of the most dangerous places in the entire continent. Before, Jiang Zirou had always held a respectful attitude towards the devil world, even if she herself practiced very good magic arts, she was not willing to get involved too much with it.

But experienced a saint robbery.

Jiang Zirou's original thoughts were shaken: "I'm afraid I will go to the Demon Realm sooner or later."

……

Zhuo Chi, the national teacher of Mongolia who had become a saint, lay dead.

The biggest hidden danger has been resolved, but those semi-saints also have to deal with it.

Looking around, a faint scarlet color flashed across the clear pupils, the double pupils had already opened, and no one could escape Jiang Zirou's pursuit in a radius of thousands of miles.

One step forward.

Dao Yun surged like a misty white mist, and Jiang Zirou's figure disappeared in an instant.

Appeared next to a deserted village.

Under the khaki-colored abandoned embryonic room, an old man wearing brocade clothes and a mouse-like face was leaning against the wall and sitting against the wall.

He lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly, but he looked devastated.

This old man is none other than Ba ​​Shi, the elder of the lineage of monster puppets.

Beside Ba Shi was Jiang Cheng, the commander-in-chief of Jin Yiwei, who was dressed in green and tall.

"Master... It's great that you are fine!"

Although he had seen Jiang Zirou show off his might and repel the attacking Zhuochi, when the girl stood in front of him alive, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

"It's okay...cough!"

Jiang Zirou's face was still pale, and there was not much blood on her lips, giving people the feeling of a sickly beauty.

She coughed twice, covered her mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and opened it to see that there were traces of blood on it.

"Your injury..."

Jiang Cheng's expression changed, and he wanted to step forward to help.

Jiang Zirou waved his hand, indicating that his problem is not serious.

"Although the robbery was successful, I did suffer some minor injuries, but it was not as serious as they imagined."

Jiang Zirou shook his head to explain.

"Is this person also captured by you?"

Looking at Ba Shi, whose cultivation was sealed, Jiang Zirou asked curiously.

"It's not what I did... When I came here, he was already like this."

"yes."

There was a palm print on Ba Shi's chest, emitting a faint Buddha's light, Jiang Zirou pondered, and realized that it was done by the Master Buddha from Xuankong Temple.

"That Buddhist disciple from Xuankong Temple... Forget it, we owe him a favor this time, if he needs help with something, we can help him within the limits of our ability."

"no problem!"

The disciple of Buddha in Xuankong Temple is also a famous figure.

Being able to connect with him is beneficial and harmless.

"By the way, there is one more thing..."

"Say!"

Jiang Cheng told Jiang Zirou about Elder Wangqing: "How should these warriors from the new world deal with them?"

"Everyone is the master, but there is no need to kill."

Regarding the new world, although it cannot be said that they are ignorant, their understanding is very limited.

If these people can be used for themselves, they can know themselves and the enemy, and they can avoid many detours and save a lot of time.

"Let's just leave them alive."

Jiang Zirou exhorted softly:

"There is a panic in the city now, you go back to maintain order first, and I will go to other places to have a look."

……

"elder sister!"

Jiang Longxiang stood up, the blood on his body condensed into a purple-black cloud of smoke, and the air was slightly distorted.

"You've grown a lot taller..."

Jiang Zirou looked at the blood brother in front of him. He hadn't seen him for a while. Jiang Longxiang's body had almost broken through the three-meter mark. He was bare-chested, showing a burly and strong figure.

"It's great that you're okay."

Jiang Longxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and the huge blood energy in his body slowly subsided.

The scorching temperature in the air suddenly dropped.

At its feet, a broken body was lying on the ground, its limbs were broken and twisted out of shape.

There were bruises all over his body, and the fatal part was on this man's face. His celestial cap was pierced with a finger, and his two white eyes were wide open, full of fear and disbelief.

"He claims to be the elder of Samsara Sea, a martial artist from the new world. Although his strength is still not very good, he is much better than those guys in Yaodao."

Jiang Longxiang introduced with a smile, and grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"It's tough!" he concluded.

"…yes?"

Jiang Zirou looked at the distorted corpse of the selfless elder.

He is indeed dead, whether it is in the perception of divine sense or in the confirmation of double pupil.

But oddly enough.

The corpse gave Jiang Zirou a strange feeling.

"Forget it, how is the progress of the battle in Daonan City?"

When Jiang Zirou broke through to the saint, the barbarians had not yet evacuated from Jianzhou. She had seen with her own eyes the pain and suffering of the people of Jianzhou living in troubled times, and she has always been concerned about these things.

It would be a good thing for anyone if the war could end sooner.

Of course...the aggressor must be made to pay.

"It's basically over."

Jiang Longxiang let out a mouthful of turbid air, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and the continuous high-intensity fighting was also a burden for a fierce man like him.

At this moment, seeing that my sister is basically fine, I suddenly relax.

There was an indescribable exhaustion welling up in my heart.

"Most of the land in Jianzhou has been taken back. As for the small number of people who stubbornly resisted, when the news of your victory over the Mongolian saints is spread today and the last hope is cut off, these people will naturally not continue to resist meaninglessly."

Jiang Longxiang said again:
"The real thing to consider now is how to deal with those barbarians who surrendered. The place where they live is too remote and desolate..."

"We'll talk about these things later."

Jiang Zirou glanced at the selfless corpse, and said softly:
"No matter what, the continent of origin is going to be unified after all."

"Okay, this is not a good place to talk about things, let's go back and talk about these things."

……

Soon after.

A gust of wind blew, bringing a few traces of mist.

At this moment, the time has come to the evening, the sky in the east is glowing with sunset, the mountains and forests have become dark, and the chirping of foxes can be heard from the deep valley.

"Crack!"

On the ground, the chest of Elder Forgetful of Self's corpse had another slight ups and downs.

The ups and downs became more and more intense, and then, there were violent panting sounds of "huchi" and "huchi" in the forest.

"Shh!"

Forget about opening your eyes.

There was still deep horror in those cloudy pupils, and after a long time, he slowly sat up from the ground and picked up the wound medicine from the pocket of his undershirt.

Some are taken internally.

The remaining part is applied to the place where the wound is.

The vitality of the semi-saint is extremely tenacious, especially for a cultivator who is good at body training like self-forgetfulness. Under the action of the wound medicine, a tingling feeling soon spread from the wound.

Visible to the naked eye, the wound piercing the skull on Tianling Gai grew tiny granulation, and the granulation started to scab and heal when they joined together.

"too frightening!"

After the injury on his body gradually recovered and stabilized, he let out a sigh of relief:

"These guys in the world of origin are all monsters! Not only that terrible woman, but also her disciples, apprentices, if they arrive in the new world..."

His bluish-black face turned pale.

Just thinking about it makes me tremble all over and break out in cold sweat.

At that time, it will not only be the human race forces in the new world that will be reshuffled, but even the situation dominated by the monster race will probably be affected to a certain extent.

"Forget it, I'm just a small half-sage, there is no hope of breaking through in this life, and more than half of my lifespan is gone. These things are destined to have nothing to do with me."

He said to himself quite emotionally:
"Find a way to sneak into the palace, fish out Wangqing, and then go back to the new world to find a fishing village, be a boatman, go out early and return late, return home, eat hot meals, maybe even have a child…"

"This kind of life is really good!"

Jiang Zirou's voice rang in his ears, and he said with a chuckle, "Longxiang, what do you think?"

　This chapter has [-] words, and the next chapter will be a little later. My mind is a little confused, so I ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)