Ning Yuan was defeated, and the defeat was very miserable.

Even if he used the last black dragon hairpin, he was no match for the old dragon king. After all, at this time, the old dragon king occupied the right time and place, and was basically invincible in the world. Xie Baoshu looked at Ning Yuan, who had no breath of life, and was very angry in his heart.

Ao Xiaoqing on the side had a solemn face and a hint of loss. What it originally thought was that if Ning Yuan could defeat this old dragon, he wouldn't have to be swallowed up. Ning Yuan was the most powerful human cultivator it had ever seen since it was born, even he had been defeated, what hope was there?

The old dragon king was actually not lightly injured, but with the nourishment of water and soil, he quickly recovered to his original state. He turned into a thin old man, came to the two of them, looked at Ning Yuan's corpse, and sighed: "What an emperor of Ning Kingdom, one of the most powerful people I have ever seen in my life, and he is also a good master in the outside world." ”

Xie Baoshu asked, "Are you also from the outside world?"

The old dragon king sighed and said, "In addition to me, there are a few dragon clans, remember that we are from the outside world? I have been in this night rain blessed land for a thousand years, and I have forgotten and forgotten, and now I don't remember anything." Boy, what country are you from?"

Xie Baoshu smiled: "Tang Kingdom." ”

The old dragon king smiled and said, "It's a pity that it's so powerful. ”

It's a pity that Xie Baoshu is going to fall here today. Now it is invincible in the blessed land of night rain, who else can stop it?

Xie Baoshu stretched out his hand, pointed to the sky, and said, "Aren't you afraid that God is watching you?"

The old dragon king shook his head and said, "I am also from the outside world, how could I not know that there is an owner in this night rain blessed land, but he is unwilling to come out to see me." Then I can't help it, I'll kill you later, and I'll swallow the whole night rain blessed land, and see that he can't get out. ”

Xie Baoshu was silent for a moment and said, "Evil Jiao, it is indeed an evil Jiao." ”

The old dragon king snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to him, but turned his head to look at his precious son, and said with a smile: "You still want to run, where are you going?"

Ao Xiaoqing was silent for a moment, put his hand on his chest, and said with a smile: "Even if I die, I won't swallow it for you." ”

The old dragon king didn't mind at all, patted his hand, and said, "Die, anyway, I'll swallow you if you die." The corpse, as long as the bloodline is still there, it won't have any effect. It's funny to see how weak and helpless you are now. ”

It turns out that Ao Xiaoqing is the real dragon clan.

The old dragon king wants to devour it and turn it into a real dragon.

At this time, Xie Baoshu smiled and said, "Do you really think you are invincible in the world?"

The old dragon king hummed and raised his hands, and the sea behind him was under his manipulation, and the huge waves were surging. At this time, the old dragon king, like a god, slowly flew up against the wind, and said with a smile: "Ning Yuan doesn't want to protect Ning Guo, I will flood the entire Ning Kingdom first, and then kill the two of you." ”

The monstrous waves behind it seem to be bigger than the entire land, and if it really rushes towards the shore, it will definitely be a super disaster.

Xie Baoshu looked at those huge waves and remembered

A thing from the past.

The first time Xie Baoshu heard the word "sea" was told to him by Murong Jianxian's senior, who had been living in Xie Baoshu's house for a few months at that time. When the Sword Immortal senior talked about the sea, he was very happy and seemed to like it very much. Xie Baoshu heard from his predecessors that the sea was very mysterious, and there were many unknown creatures, and people had not yet finished exploring them.

Xie Baoshu wondered why he didn't dig a big pit on land and get all the seawater into it.

Wouldn't it be nice to see what's in the ocean?

At that time, the Sword Immortal seniors didn't seem to have heard this kind of thought, and they were very surprised, but they just smiled and didn't say anything. After a long time, Xie Baoshu realized that the area of the sea far exceeded that of the land. The entire human world is divided into three parts of land and seven parts of the sea. It's naïve to think about yourself.

Of course, when I figured it out, Senior Murong was no longer there.

The old dragon king was the same at this time, he wanted to use the water in the sea to flood the entire land and force the owner of the night rain blessed land to come out. In the sea, some remnants of the sea tribe quietly disappeared. They neither want to invade humanity nor die at the hands of the old dragon king.

The old dragon king didn't pay attention to them, they were all small miscellaneous fish anyway, and now the business mattered.

Xie Baoshu looked around, picked up Ning Yuan's body, and prepared to escape. He has a hidden robe, and maybe he has a chance to escape. Ao Xiaoqing on the side seemed to have lost his soul, motionless, and did not know how to escape. On the sea, the old dragon king was extremely arrogant.

Xie Baoshu suddenly saw a familiar figure, and immediately relieved.

The old dragon king was controlling the water, and suddenly someone slapped a scroll on his face, and suddenly the sea water poured back, and all the supernatural powers disappeared. It was furious, turned around, and scolded, "Who attacked it?"

In front of him, there was an old gentleman in Confucian clothes, holding a book in his hand, and was looking at him with a smile. Hearing its question, the old gentleman stretched out the scroll in front of the Dragon King and said with a smile, "Do you know the words on it?"

The old dragon king stepped forward to take a look, and found that the scroll read, "The sky is dark, the black dragon moves, and the thunder and lightning excite the male and female." With fire moving stars and land, rising clouds out of Dinghu. I hope that the saint will step, and the court is approaching in the morning. The big gully is thousands of miles long, and the deep spring is nine solid. The clouds are rising, and the waves are still rushing. The brocade car went out of the sky, and the curtain opened in the clouds. Wei Que Canglong is far away, Xiao Guan is a red goose. The dragon walked on the air, and the sky was half a word. Chaos is suspicious of the first judgment, and the flood is like the beginning. ”

The old dragon king also reads a lot on weekdays, of course he knows all these words, but he doesn't know what they mean. ”

The Confucian sage Zhou Luan slapped the old dragon king in the face with the scroll again and scolded: "I can't even understand this, and I still want to turn into a real dragon?"

The body couldn't move at all, and the old dragon king felt like a newborn baby now. A body of water is supernatural, useless, and the aura that surrounds him on weekdays can't be felt at all now. It immediately guessed the identity of the person in front of it and immediately knelt down.

A trace of cold sweat dripped down the old dragon king's face.

It originally thought that the owner of the Night Rain Blessed Land might also be a human immortal cultivator, at most

The earth is immortal. After all, this blessed land is not a big place, and there are no rules, which is far worse than the cave heaven blessed land that the old dragon king has seen before. The cultivation of his own six realms, coupled with the bonus of this sea, also has the power to fight.

Now, the old dragon king has found out that he was very wrong. This old gentleman's appearance is not like a human immortal monk at all, maybe his realm is extremely high. Because he was a Confucian monk, in the outside world, Confucian monks were not very well received. This also explains why the old gentleman has such a high realm, but he only has such a small blessed land.

Confucian monk, not of high status.

Seeing the old dragon king kneeling in the air, Zhou Luan smiled and said, "Didn't you always want to see me, now that I'm out, what do you mean by kneeling? ”

The old dragon king didn't dare to say anything at all, looking at this old gentleman, all his anger was restrained.

Sage Zhou Luan pressed the old dragon king's shoulder, took it to Xie Baoshu from the sea, looked at Ning Yuan's corpse, shook his head, and said, "What are you doing so desperately, do you really think that you are blocking this crazy old Jiao?"

Xie Baoshu knew that this Confucian sage would not sit idly by.

Ao Xiaoqing's eyes widened on the side, he never thought that this old Jiao, his nominal father, would one day be carried in his hands, like a chicken. I didn't dare to move, I didn't even dare to raise my head. Who is this old gentleman in front of you?

Zhou Luan threw the old dragon king on the ground, and suddenly, the old dragon king appeared as a prototype, his body shrunk, like a small snake, writhing his body on the beach. Mr. Zhou Luan glanced at Xie Baoshu and explained: "This little snake was unwilling to surrender to the human race during the Great War, so he was punished here. After all these years, the thief still doesn't die. ”

Xie Baoshu knew what Mr. Zhou Luan was talking about, the battle between the human race and the demon race was very fierce back then. Originally, the dragon clan was a good branch of the demon clan, but I don't know why, the leader of the true dragon clan led the clan to submit to the Tang Dynasty.

Now, Qianlong Yuan, as the old nest of the true dragon lineage, belongs to the Tang Dynasty. The old dragon king was one of some dragon tribes who were unwilling to submit to the Tang Dynasty, and was imprisoned by an immortal in the Night Rain Blessed Land, and issued an edict that they should not leave the coast.

Dragon Ball, in fact, is that edict.

It's just that the immortal has deceived the old dragon king for many years, not only deceiving it, but also deceiving many of its elders. Back then, the old dragon king was still a small dragon, but now its elders are basically dead. If it weren't for its high realm, maybe it would have died.

The Confucian sage Zhou Luan, with a slight lift of his foot, trampled the little snake that the old dragon king turned into to death. Then, he looked at Xie Baoshu and said, "This guy doesn't have a long memory, I let it live back then, and agreed to practice in my blessed land." I didn't expect that after all these years, it is still like this, and there is no kindness at all. No matter how high the realm is, what's the use of keeping it?"

Ao Xiaoqing was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that the old dragon king, who had been bullying himself and doing whatever he wanted in the East China Sea, was trampled to death like this. It has

Some reactions can't be realized, in its impression, the old dragon king is the strongest, and even Ning Yuan, who has appeared recently, is not its opponent.

was trampled to death!

Ao Xiaoqing feels that her perception of the world has changed dramatically over the years.

Mr. Zhou Luan rubbed the soles of his shoes with some disgust, and said: "It is very reasonable for you to kill others, then it is also reasonable for me to step on you to death." If you are not satisfied with such a big sea and want more, then you will die. ”

Xie Baoshu exclaimed: "The old gentleman is really ruthless, and he doesn't talk much. ”

Zhou Luan glanced at him and said, "It's been so long, why can't you cross this moat?" Anyway, you are the descendant of Liu Guanshan, and the realm is so low, it can't be said." By the way, the little turtle you collected has to be released for me, and you can't take it away. ”

Xie Baoshu frowned and said, "I have taken it all, do you want to go back?"

Zhou Luan picked up the scroll and said: "Its realm is not enough, it will die immediately when it goes out, you leave it here, and when it is cultivated to a high level in the future, it will be released again." ”

Xie Baoshu sighed, it turns out that there are still such regulations.

Zhou Luan looked at the corpse of the old dragon king and said in disgust: "I also got a shrimp soldier and crab general, calling himself the Dragon King of the East China Sea." It's really a frog at the bottom of a well, and there is no self-knowledge. I've seen you unpleasant for a long time, and now it's just right to send it to the door and hammer it for me. Ask for a hammer and get a hammer, are you satisfied?"

Xie Baoshu was a little funny, he didn't expect this Confucian sage to have such a side.

At this time, Ao Xiaoqing pounced on him all of a sudden, knelt down in front of Zhou Luan, and said loudly: "Please accept me as a disciple sir, I am willing to follow Mr. and study and practice every day." ”

Zhou Luan looked at the young man and seemed to feel a little interesting, but still asked, "Why are you?"

Ao Xiaoqing was silent for a moment, yes, what is it? Does it rely on its own cultivation in the Wind Suppression Realm, or does it rely on its own bloodline? It seems that all his things are not worth mentioning in front of this old man. The old dragon king, whose realm was higher than himself, was trampled to death with one foot.

After a long time, Ao Xiaoqing said: "With my sincerity." ”

Xie Baoshu was on the side, listening a little embarrassed.

Mr. Zhou Luan was very appreciative of this, and said: "By my side, there is still a servant who cleans the room, if you don't dislike it, follow me." ”

Ao Xiaoqing was suddenly overjoyed, got up obediently, and stood beside the old gentleman.

Old Mr. Zhou Luan pointed at him with a scroll and said with a smile: "Just now, if you dare to say that you rely on your own dragon bloodline, now you are also dead, believe it or not?"

Ao Xiaoqing snorted, how dare it not believe it, the corpse of the old dragon at its feet is still there. However, it has never regarded its own dragon bloodline as a glorious thing, and it is even a little disgusted. Because it has been in the Dragon Palace since it was a child, it has seen endless ugliness.

Dragon's blood is filthy blood.

Xie Baoshu looked at Ning Yuan's corpse and asked, "Is there any way to resurrect him?"

Zhou Luan shook his head and said, "To be dead is to be dead, and resurrection is impossible." But I think he is working so hard, I can give him a chance. such

I'll gather his spirit, and you can help me get some mud. If you can't do it by the sea, you have to be in the pond. ”

Xie Baoshu smiled: "You want to make a body for him, can you look at it?"

After speaking, Xie Baoshu took out a box from his wrench. This box was obtained from the Ice and Snow State, the Great Master. Xie Baoshu opened it and saw that there was some mud inside, and the smell was extremely fishy. At that time, Xie Baoshu was still very curious, why would someone put mud in the storage magic weapon, this strange habit, a little perverted.

Later, in Quanyan City, he inadvertently asked the old shopkeeper Fu Xueyuan, only to know that the stinky mud in this box was a treasure. This mud is called "Golden Body Mud", and it is a very useful kind of mud that can be used by all monks.

Although it is not of grade, it is very valuable.

Ordinary ghost and immortal monks don't need this "golden body mud", but in the mountains and rivers, some gods and spirits love this kind of mud very much. Because the officials and gods of the Tang Dynasty are divided into yin and yang. Like Liu Guanzhang, the county magistrate of Wuling County, is a real living person, and he is a yang official.

And Shen He, who has already died once, and achieved the position of a god by chance, is called the Yin God. The Yin God needs to shape the golden body the most, and the "golden body mud" in Xie Baoshu's hand is the best material. As long as you make it into the form of a golden body, then attach your soul to it, be worshipped, and swallow incense for three years, you can cast a golden body and return to the world.

Mr. Zhou Luan was a little surprised and said, "You still have such a good thing." ”

Xie Baoshu smiled: "Picked up, picked up." ”

Mr. Zhou Luan took the box in Xie Baoshu's hand and asked, "Why are you so lucky?" Tell me where you picked it up, and I'll pick it up too." By the way, this golden body clay is extremely precious, are you willing to let Ning Yuan use it? Take it out, but you can exchange it for a lot of good things. ”

Xie Baoshu shook his head and said, "I won't exchange it for something, Ning Yuan gave me a sword cultivation gourd, and this golden body mud can be regarded as a gift." ”

Mr. Zhou Luan looked at the sword raising glove on his waist and was very pleased. He put away the scroll in his hand, twisted the gold body clay in the box with his right hand, and then threw the box back to Xie Baoshu. Xie Baoshu looked at the mud in the box and found that there were about two-thirds left, and he asked, "That's it, is it enough?"

The old gentleman glared at him and said, "It's not a clay body of equal height, why don't you do more?"

Xie Baoshu suddenly shut up and watched the old gentleman's operation intently.

I saw Mr. Zhou Luan holding the clay in his right hand, and his hand speed was fast, and soon a rudimentary clay figure appeared in his hand. Then, with his left hand, he gently brushed Ning Yuan's corpse. I saw a translucent remnant soul appear in the old gentleman's hand, and he carefully pinched the remnant soul and placed it on the clay figure.

Finally, use mana to keep the clay man's body intact.

After finishing, the old gentleman handed the clay figure to Xie Baoshu and said, "Take it back, put it in a temple, and let the people of Ningguo worship it day and night." Remember, there is not much incense, but sincerity. Three years later, Ning Yuan will be able to come back to life. ”

Xie Baoshu took the clay figure very solemnly and held it in his hand.

The old gentleman Zhou Luan picked up the seven black dragon hairpins from the ground again, one of which had been broken into two, he felt a little pity, and handed the dragon hairpin to Xie Baoshu, and said: "This is a set of spiritual weapons, combined together, with the power of immortal weapons." You keep it in your hands, and when Ning Yuan is resurrected, give it back to him." ”

Xie Baoshu asked, "Is there a way to repair such a good baby?"

Zhou Luan nodded and said, "There are two ways, but they are both very difficult, let me tell you." One is to find skilled craftsmen, such as the god craftsmen of the public losers, who can definitely be repaired. But it's very difficult for them to move, it's harder. There is also a way to find a place with a strong dragon qi, put this hairpin, put it in that ten years and a hundred years, and it will heal automatically, this method is more difficult. ”

Xie Baoshu snorted, put away the seven hairpins, and prepared to return them to Ning Yuan later.

(End of chapter)