Zhang Daoran has a way to open it?

Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent, and it seemed that everything was not lingering. On his indifferent face, he didn't show any expression, but it made Long Yun convinced for a moment: "Zhang Zhenren has vast magical powers, and he is proficient in Taoism, and if he can open the cage, then he will definitely not say uncertain words." ”

Long Yun almost had blind trust in Zhang Daoran. When did this trust originate, Long Yun himself did not know. Maybe when Zhang Daoran preached for the first time, or when he was excluded by Longhu Mountain at the beginning, and went to Huxin Island to apprentice in desperation.

No matter when it starts, Zhang Daoran's cultivation realm, in Long Yun's heart, can be said to be incomparable.

Painting the ground as a dungeon, when it was passed on and who created it, Long Yun didn't know. But Long Yun knew very well that painting the ground as a prison required extremely harsh conditions, and it required the nine turns of the Yang God to be able to arrange it. Again, it takes an extremely demanding technique to open.

When arranging, it requires 1,080 kinds of technique changes, the transformation of the five elements of yin and yang. Opening the cage also requires a thousand and eighty techniques, which are completely opposite to the techniques used when arranging.

Long Yun's almost instinctive first reaction, how could Zhang Daoran, who had never come into contact with this kind of painting the ground as a prison, be able to open the cage?

It's just Zhang Daoran's indifferent expression, but Long Yun can't afford any distrust.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The coercion dissipated, Ai Haoer regained his free body, and before he got up from the ground, he heard Zhang Daoran's words and kowtowed three times: "You saved my brother, I will make you a cow and a horse, and follow you around." ”

Zhang Daoran was noncommittal, and didn't even glance at Ai Haoer, but Long Yun showed a hint of joy on his face.

The two brothers, Akhar and Karkel, can be said to be the most powerful two people in the entire country, under the religious masters. If the two of them can follow Zhang Daoran's side and learn the Taoism, for the island in the middle of the lake, there are only benefits and no harm.

The believers in the distance, I don't know what they say, but it can be clear by guessing alone, the cage can't be opened, and this young Taoist is going to make a move. They don't understand that in their case, only the longer they practice and the older they get, can they have a higher and stronger cultivation realm. In the Eastern Cultivator, how could this young Taoist priest be even stronger than that old Taoist priest?

The terrible coercion just now, now they still have fear in their hearts. That kind of life and death can't help himself, this young Taoist priest, with a single thought, can take their lives.

Zhang Daoran ignored Ai Haoer, Ai Haoer got up from the ground by himself, glanced at Long Yun, with a kind of disdain in his eyes, as if to say: "You useless thing, you have laid a cage by yourself, you can't open it......"

Long Yun was almost mad, just now Long Yun was still happy for them to be able to follow Zhang Daoran's side, this Ai Haoer actually despised him like this.

"As a Chinese person, Poor Dao has the same root and origin, and he begged bitterly, but Zhang Zhenren did not accept Poor Dao as a disciple. As foreigners, don't think about it. Unless we voluntarily become slaves, and we have no slaves there... Later, Poor Dao will not help you intercede. ”

Where did Ai Haoer know what Long Yun was thinking in his heart, he looked at Zhang Daoran nervously, and he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

The same is true for Long Yun, after blind self-confidence, there is a kind of panic in his heart.

Zhang Daoran didn't get up, he was still sitting cross-legged on the boulder, just waved his hand lightly, and an invisible light instantly fell on the circle.

"Boom ......"

Gravel flies and boulders roll. The circle was still there, but the rocks and rubbles that the believers had thrown at Ai Hao just now flew upside down from the circle one by one. A flash of light flickered, and in one direction of the circle, an invisible door appeared.

The invisible door, like a void, opened a gap.

A figure flashed from inside the door, and then collapsed to the ground.

"Hiss......"

The figure appeared, and Ai Haoer gasped. Whether this person was Kakel or not, Al Haul did not dare to confirm. The figure was covered in blood, one leg was gone, one arm was gone, and a deep pit had been smashed into its head, and blood was still bubbling from it.

And the breath was very weak, and he had passed out.

"Carkel ......"

Ai Haoer dodged, arrived at Karkel's side, looked Karkel up and down, and used the power of his whole body, turning into a blue water curtain and falling on Karkel's body.

This blue water curtain is the convergence of the aura of water, and the aura of the water aura is still very effective in healing. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the wounds on Karkel's body slowly healed. It's just that it's hard for a severed limb to grow back in, and it's going to be crippled in the future.

Fortunately, there was still a life.

"This is the believer just now, throwing a stone that injured Karkel?"

Ai Hao regretted it very much in his heart, as if he was himself, mobilizing the believers, throwing stones into the circle. The dense crushed stones, any one of them enters the inner world of the circle, and it will turn into a small mountain... And if I move that boulder, I'm afraid it will cover the sky and the sun......

Compared with Ai Haoer's sadness, Long Yun's face was full of shock. Zhang Daoran waved his hand, easily, lightly, and effortlessly, and unlocked the cage. More than myself, a person who has understood painting as a prison for decades and studied for decades, I also know how to paint a prison as a prison.

For a moment, Long Yun had doubts about his qualifications: "Zhang Zhenren, just by looking at the painting as a prison, he can get the way to open it by himself." Poor Dao has been enlightened for decades, but he can still only arrange ......"

This is the gap in qualifications, and then Long Yun had more doubts in his heart: "Could it be that the poor Dao Enlightenment painting is not actually a clever Dao spell?"

After a while, Ai Haoer put down Karkel, whose breathing had been steady, walked to the boulder, and fell to the ground on his knees: "Ask the real people to subordinate our brothers, be cattle and horses, and let the ...... be sent"

Ai Haoer knew very well that when he returned to the bishop, he had lost his faith in the East, and his brothers were still dead.

Zhang Daoran's skills are strong, and his coercive momentum alone is many times stronger than that of the bishop. Staying by Zhang Daoran's side may have a better future than staying with the bishop.

Zhang Daoran was still sitting cross-legged on the boulder, his eyelids did not move, and after a long time, he said lightly: "You have nothing to do with the poor road......

You have no connection with poverty......

What Long Yun expected, but it was not what Ai Haoer expected. They are not weak, and if you look at a religious denomination like theirs, the bishop of any country will take them in. Zhang Daoran, but directly refused......

With a gloomy face, Ai Haoer knew very well that Zhang Daoran had strong skills, and he didn't need slaves like them. Tear the outer robes to reveal an old face, typical of the racial appearance of this country.

"Zhenren, if you don't accept our brother, Ai Haoer, you will kneel on the ground and can't afford it..."Ai Haoer said very seriously: "The disciple would rather kneel and die here." ”

The voice was resolute, but there was no response for a long time.

Ai Haoer cautiously raised his head, only to find that the person on the boulder had disappeared. In their ears, there was an indifferent voice: "Tomorrow morning, the poor road will preach, that child, find a good family to raise......"