Can't see clearly, can't see through, can't understand, blind, really blind.

The blind old man is also a cultivator with a story, why are his eyes blind?

The problem of the old way, the eyes are white, the Tao is not enough, and the eyes are blind to talk too much.

At this time, seeing Chen Long's actions, he couldn't see through it at all, thinking about whether to calculate a hexagram.

But the lessons of the past are in his eyes, he knows that an existence like Chen Long, his fate is like weaving, not some Taoism, he can see it, not that he wants to see it, he can calculate it, let him break away, let him understand that letting go is fate.

"Chessboard, missing?"

The blind old man was dumbfounded, and his heart was itching, what had happened? Do you want to look? His eyes are already blind, and if he looks again, what will happen? He can't predict it.

Barking!

The blind old man took the dog, the old dog chased the red fox, the fox flew and the dog jumped, the red fox fled, and by chance, he ran into Chen Long's arms.

Just let him fly out with the chess pieces in his hand, and he fell on the chessboard without regrets, causing unknown changes in the darkness, and the chessboard world turned into powder, all of which made it disappear.

Whew!

The old dog barked, the sun fell, the fox chirped and said, eh, Chen Long found that the red fox didn't seem to be able to speak, just like the darkness of the day and night, the red fox during the day could only be driven by the old dog to make the fox fly around, howling, and there was no way to take the old dog.

The fox is not spared, the old yellow dog is proud, the barking is even worse, a fox and a dog, a young man and an old man, standing in the courtyard full of vitality under the jujube tree.

It is rumored that there are ghosts here, as the saying goes, Mo can deceive people too much, the scene is like this, the ghosts cry wolf howls during the day, it is really true, so that the people around Zaozi Lane shrank their necks and looked at the house, and they were a little afraid.

"Here, there is really a fox?!"

The blind old man said the second sentence, his heart was more itchy, his mind was difficult to determine, he looked at a palmistry, divined a hexagram, a side word, a fortune teller, and asked for human life.

He couldn't understand who Chen Long was, under the sun, shining brightly, close, the five-colored glimmer appeared, only the size of his belly, and the white scales shone brightly.

In the west of the city, who is the hidden dragon in Jujube Lane?

I want to pinch my fingers, but my life is short and I sigh.

Cultivating immortals all day long and finally seeing the dragon, today I am happy to find the trace of immortals.

In the courtyard of the mansion, I have the opportunity to face the sky.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

The sea has turned into dust for tens of thousands of autumns, and the yellow hair of Daohua has long been sorrowful.

A dream is thousands of years, where to travel on the rugged fairy road.

In a trance, the blind old man seemed to see the light, his eyes were snow-white and deep, and the shimmer of light came out, and the chessboard was a kind of cultivation treasure that he obtained, bless him and trap him, but at this time he turned into powder, but let him see the real dragon.

Even if it is a person who cultivates immortals and asks, he is blind and cultivates for half his life, and he boasts that he can win half of the sky, but he is still in a mood.

Anyone who sees the true dragon, the eye of the law penetrates yin and yang, the city god exists, the old Tao has seen, and there is some friendship, and the immortal is here, just for the opportunity of the avenue, the opportunity to become the Tao, to find the true dragon, and to break the game.

At this time, the situation was broken, people were out, and the situation was not guaranteed, but the situation was settled, the blind old man scratched his buttocks, and the hustle and bustle in front of him penetrated into his ears, making him come back to his senses, that touch of gorgeous color, he thought he would not be mistaken, and opened his mouth to scold: "Rhubarb!"

Then, when he opened his mouth to speak, his heart was difficult to open, just like a young man who saw his favorite little girl, pursed his lips, "You, you are it, Chen Long, Long, Long ......"

As he spoke, he was a little choked.

If you can't speak, you want to speak, can you drink a drink?

Tightly holding the gourd in his hand, swaying the new wine, after scolding the old yellow dog, his blank eyes looked at Long Chen, making Long Chen feel inexplicable, the old guy looked at him, what do you want to do?

Different people, different ways, different scenes, not immortals, eventually empty, for him who has experienced the information explosion, he has a name to describe this kind of person, shit baboon, old ass, faggot purple.

Looking at the backyard flowers in the air, hearing the blind old words, Chen Long denied Sanlian, "No, I don't know what you said, you think too much." "Hold the red fox, leave under the jujube tree, stay away from the elderly with broken sleeves, and be physically and mentally healthy.

Coming to the backyard, the red fox looked at Long Chen deeply, his eyes were full of inquisitive gaze, everyone knew that the dragon fell in the cold mountain, and what the blind old Taoist said, made her think more, could it be that the real dragon fell here?

Between the front yard and the back yard, there is a patio, on the edge of the aisle, the red fox is put down, she clasps hands at Chen Long, to show her gratitude, the garden glare, big watery eyes, full of curiosity, can not hide the desire to explore.

"Slipped, slipped, today is, what's wrong?"

Chen Long couldn't stand the red fox's gaze, but he knew that the other party was a fox spirit, and the illusion under the night, the matchmaker was delicate and lovely, cute and smart, and pitiful.

There was an old Taoist nerve, and then there was a red fox who committed a nymphomaniac, and he couldn't afford to provoke it, he could afford to hide, it seemed that in the courtyard, everyone knew that there was a real dragon, just that's it, the jar was broken, and Chen Long didn't think about it anymore.

The top priority is how to solve the dragon scales in hand.

Back to the front yard, the blind old man and the old dog, still under the jujube tree, take a wine gourd, chew a sip of sake, lead a yellow dog beside him, lie on the reclining chair, under the autumn sun, leisurely, who dares to say that it is not a fairy?

Look at it and get angry, old ass, shameless, seize the treasure of feng shui, think about yesterday, Chen Long can still lie down, shake, shake, that comfortable, that leisurely, that comfortable, it's gone, it's all over.

Cross-legged in the front yard, combined with Jiaolong's cultivation knowledge, to put it mildly, the inheritance of Baijiao is probably more complete than the old way, if it weren't for Jiaolong's inhuman, Chen Long probably wouldn't have the current predicament.

How to say, Dragon Ball is a good thing, since you have to see the dragon and extinguish the dragon qi, the gains outweigh the losses, Chen Long will not do such a stupid thing, it is rare to guide the qi into the body, proudly cultivate immortals, and lose the dragon qi, wouldn't it be a big loss.

He can't be, because if he wants to become a dragon man, if he wants to become a half-dragon and a half-human, he needs to go through the process of not being a human or a dragon, or if he wants to become a real dragon, he will choke and waste food.

Whether it is dragon qi or spiritual energy, when he completes his qi conduction, when the time comes, he will practice the qi refining technique, and put it in the Dantian Artistic Conception World Dan furnace, the five elements of fire refining, turning yin and yang, and when the mana is produced, there will inevitably be great benefits.

Now that I have gone to the dragon qi, I am afraid that I will also go to the aura, which is tantamount to self-exterminating the immortal road.

Moreover, the dragon qi and the aura are entangled, and it is difficult to distinguish each other, with the current ability of Long Chen, if you don't think about a way, it is impossible to separate the dragon qi.

Therefore, if you can't divide it, and you don't want to divide it, then use the dragon energy, cultivate the spiritual energy, raise the dragon energy, and use it for your own use.

The immortal road is difficult, just entering the path, he almost killed himself, Chen Long was in a heavy mood, he wanted to break his brain, combined with Jiaolong's memory, he just came up with a general method.

Through the perception of the chessboard for a while, insisting on oneself, Fang is an immortal, Long Chen naturally has to think about it carefully, and it would be perfect to be able to use the dragon qi and let the dragon qi not cause his body to change.

In other words, it is impossible for ordinary immortal cultivators, similar to the blind old way, who is not strict in his mouth, talks nonsense, pinched his fingers with itching, and counts people's lives and is blind, it is naturally impossible to think of a way, and even if he thinks of it, he has no ability to implement it.

And Chen Long has a way, and he can implement it, only waiting for all the funding of Jiaolong Dragon Ball, etc., to have a trace of success, once he dreams of turning into a dragon, and he will order the dragon to be angry, and he will not dare to disobey.

This is the method he thinks, what kind of edict to use to suppress the dragon qi, but now, he has to think about it.