Chapter 130: Inviting the Moon Downstairs
"Jedi Survival Reward ......"
When Tang Feng heard this reward clearly, he couldn't help but lose his mind slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
However, he didn't have much energy to think about the reward at the moment, because he was too tired.
"His Royal Highness!"
At this moment, Qiu Daoming finally arrived with a hundred storm battalion heavy horses.
"Mr. Qiu. Tang Feng nodded and shouted.
"The younger generation Huang Jingjie has met Mr. Qiu. ”
Huang Yue saluted Qiu Daoming, although his status in Confucianism and Taoism was higher than Qiu Daoming's, Qiu Daoming's literati style was admired by him.
"Huang Yue Huang Jing Festival?"
Qiu Daoming was surprised, he didn't expect to see this young man here, let alone that this young man would be with Tang Feng.
"It's ......"
Suddenly, he saw the corpse of the barbarian shaman, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
He recognized it at a glance, it was an old monster that had transcended the soul realm, and it had been decapitated.
"The barbarian shaman, here to steal the aura of Luoyang City to hold a sacrificial ceremony, was beheaded by me and Brother Huang. ”
Tang Feng said lightly, now he just wants to return to Sunset City to have a good rest.
Chopped off?
An old monster beyond the soul realm was beheaded by a pulse realm and a soul realm young man?
The corners of Qiu Daoming's mouth twitched, was he dreaming?
In the rear, the soldiers of the 100 Storm Battalion were also sluggish, feeling that they had auditory hallucinations and hallucinations.
"Mr. Qiu, this old man ran out of mental strength because of the sacrifice, and his combat power fell to the bottom, and he was attacked by me and Brother Tang, so he was beheaded. ”
Huang Yue explained with a smile.
Hearing this, Qiu Daoming's complexion softened a little, but it was still a little unbelievable.
"Is this my desolate son......"
The Hundred Storm Camp was shocked, and while respecting Tang Feng, he also had two more points of worship.
"The barbarian shaman's sacrifice must be plotting against Yun Qin. Your Royal Highness, you have made great achievements again. ”
Qiu Daoming exclaimed, Tang Feng first talked about Taoism over the barbarians, and now he stopped the barbarian conspiracy, if Emperor Yunqin did not pardon his exile, it would really be unreasonable.
"Mr. Qiu, it's not me who has made meritorious contributions, it should be me and Brother Huang. Tang Feng corrected with a smile.
Back in Sunset City, Tang Feng and Huang Yue both rested for a long time before recovering.
Qiu Daoming, on the other hand, wrote a letter and quickly sent it to Shuntian Capital to ask for credit for Tang Feng and Huang Yue.
"Brother, let's go and take a look at Yuelou again?" Huang Yue raised his eyebrows and said.
Tang Feng nodded, he also found out that there might be something strange about Invite Yue Tower, otherwise why would the barbarian shaman use Invite Yue Tower as a point of aura stealing.
The two came to the Invitation Moon Tower, explored carefully, and finally found something strange.
"It's not unreasonable that Invite Yuelou can attract poets to come here to leave ink treasures. Tang Feng sighed lightly.
Huang Yue also nodded, and they quietly dug three feet into the ground, and finally knew what was unusual about this place-the spiritual veins.
Downstairs in Invite Yue, there is a spiritual vein.
Tang Feng said: "The spiritual vein is like the heart of a human being, providing a steady stream of spiritual energy for an ancient land, fortunately we found it in time, otherwise I am afraid that the entire spiritual vein will be stolen by the barbarians." ”
"Brother Tai, have you seen what the spirit vein looks like?" Huang Yue asked with a smile.
Tang Feng shook his head, and then he was stunned, he heard other meanings from Huang Yue's words.
"Can you go?" Huang Yue was eager to try.
Tang Feng nodded, just take a look at the appearance of the spirit vein, it should be fine.
So, these two young people with extremely high status began a feat on a dark and windy night, holding two shovels.
Dig the mud!
"Brother Tai, you actually know how to hold a shovel, do you also like to dig soil and grow vegetables like me?" Huang Yue asked curiously.
Tang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, he is also a college student, and he still knows the principle of leverage.
In the middle of the night, the two men finally dug a hole hundreds of feet into the ground.
"Brother, why is the mud in the ground so hard?"
Huang Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was a little puzzled, he actually began to struggle.
Tang Feng also frowned, the change in soil quality was too sudden to be explained by natural reason.
Rumble.
In the end, under the joint efforts of the two, a layer of film was pierced, and a strange picture appeared in the eyes of the two.
A cyan true dragon, about ten zhang long, was entrenched deep underground, constantly swallowing spiritual energy.
The spiritual vein turns into a dragon, which is an extremely rare situation, which means that the place where this spiritual vein is guarded may have atmospheric luck leftover.
"What's that?"
Tang Feng was startled, and there was a shadow on the head of the real dragon.
And the shape of the shadow is the same as that of a coffin.
"The spirit vein turns into a dragon, and it is really not ordinary. Huang Yue said softly, telling Tang Feng that there might be great terror here, and he couldn't stay for a long time.
Tang Feng nodded, he also felt that there was a majestic aura in the shadow of the coffin shape, like an abyss.
Eventually, the two retreated and filled in the hole.
"Brother, I'm leaving. Huang Yue said with a pot of wine.
Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Back to Shuntian?"
Huang Yue shook his head and said, "Brother Tai, do you remember the poem you said when you first saw me?"
Tang Feng asked: "Xinfeng Wine Fighting Ten Thousand, how many years has Yun Qin Ranger been?"
Huang Yue nodded and said, "I, although I am an authentic scholar, but I met a woman, she likes to travel all over the world, I thought, when I have to be like her, take a look at this great mountains and rivers." ”
"Brother Tai, a young scholar, carrying a book and a sword, seeing the splendid scenery of mountains and rivers, and being a young ranger, isn't it happy?"
Tang Feng smiled slightly and said, "It's really fast." ”
Huang Yue said again: "If I have a chance, I will come to your desolation, and I may ask for two glasses of wine, I want the strongest one." ”
Tang Feng smiled angrily: "Drink the strongest wine, love the most beautiful person?"
Huang Yue laughed and said, "That's it, mellow beauty, what's the regret of having this in life?"
Tang Feng couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Brother Tai, I'm suddenly curious, who is that woman you met?"
Huang Yue looked vigilant and said, "Brother Tai, I told you, you won't dig into my corner, right?"
Tang Feng raised his forehead and said, "A friend's wife can't be bullied." ”
Huang Yue smiled and said: "Then let me tell you, she is not like ordinary women who like the big red clothes, but has a unique preference for deep black dresses, and the whole person is like a noble black swan." ”
"I have walked many streets in Shuncheon, walked many old bridges, seen many clouds, and drank many kinds of alcohol, but I have never met someone of such a proper age. ”
"I thought, perhaps, when I walk down the path she has walked, I will be able to say a word to her. ”
Tang Feng smiled and asked, "What words?"
Huang Yue shook his head and chuckled, but was silent.
That night, the two young men finally parted.