Volume 1: The Lonely Boat Comes Out of the Sunrise Chapter 12: The Pain of Falling Scales, the Dragon Enters the Sea
Suddenly, the rain poured.
Between the lightning and thunder, the dragon shuttled through the sea of clouds, like a dragon roaring, resounding through this world.
After boiling wide, he suddenly turned around, and no longer walked along the river, but turned back into the lofty mountains and galloped towards the east.
"How...... What's wrong? Jiang Xiaobai's face was pale, and a bad premonition emanated from his heart, and even, that kind of fear, permeated his entire body.
There was no answer.
Boiling wide and moving between the mountains and mountains, the speed was even faster, and even almost threw Jiang Xiaobai away several times.
Long Wei is mighty.
The thunder and lightning were even worse, and the torrential rain was like a waterfall, so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe.
"Sir, if you really have the opportunity to turn into a dragon, should you open the road in the mountains, build a bridge in the water, and move forward?" Jiaolong asked suddenly.
"You mean......" Jiang Xiaobai's heart shook and said, "You already have the opportunity to turn into a dragon?" ”
"Mr. Shicai recited "Getaway", boil a certain heart is loose, but also Mr. pointed, boil a certain feel, the dragon is today, this to the East China Sea more than 800 miles, there are many mountains and mountains, boil a certain will not repeat the mistakes of the past, the soul is miserable, 800 years of penance is today, if you can't turn into a dragon today, boil a certain will no longer live, I know that Mr. Taoism is superb, please Mr. for me to protect the way, if you can't control yourself, there is a tendency to flood the city, please Mr. to take action, destroy my dragon soul, and don't let the living soul be miserable." The dragon said suddenly.
Attunement?
When did I enlighten you, and why don't I know?
Jiang Xiaobai was shocked.
"It's too late, sir, if you don't die, you get lucky to enter the sea, he will come to find Mr. one day, repay today's kindness, if you really hurt the people, please Mr. will be merciless and cut me off." As he spoke, he suddenly turned over, and the huge dragon body suddenly fell from a high altitude, and there was a heavenly tribulation lightning that hit Boil's abdomen.
Jiang Xiaobai suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness coming, and his entire body had broken away from the dragon body and fell extremely quickly.
The next moment, he felt a huge dragon claw, dragging his body, and it turned out to be a dragon that had been punished by a thunderbolt.
He dragged Jiang Xiaobai to death, protected Jiang Xiaobai under the dragon's claws, and smashed his whole body into the mountains, and actually collapsed a mountain range.
As soon as he landed, he put Jiang Xiaobai on a mountain, and the dragon's body rose into the air again, rushing towards the torrential rain.
"Ah......h
A terrible scream came, and the dragon's groan resounded through the world, and the dragon's body smashed into the earth again.
Jiaolong turned over, and did not look at Jiang Xiaobai's side, but turned over, and in an instant, the mountains cracked, and between the dragon's movements, the mountains shattered, and pieces of scale armor fell off, and the dragon was covered in blood.
Blood and rain mixed together, and an extremely fishy smell spread.
The pain of falling scales is like the feeling of people tearing off their nails, but falling scales will never regenerate.
The dragon walks the water, but it goes against the sky.
The dragon was far away, its huge body crushing one mountain range after another, and when the scale armor fell off, the dragon turned over and dragged the earth out of a huge chasm.
The flash flood suddenly surged, and the dragon took the water to affect the earth's leylines, and groundwater gushed out, flooding one mountain after another in an instant.
I saw the dragon, but I didn't care about it, just went east, it tossed and turned from hill to mountain, and walked away.
Jiang Xiaobai stood at the top of the mountain, this is among the mountains, the figure of the dragon has disappeared, leaving only the collapsed mountain ranges, full of devastation, this land is full of holes.
"Evil animals, dare to walk in the water here, accept your life!"
There was a loud shout, resounding throughout the world.
But see, there is a sword that breaks through the sea of clouds, and the sword is great, and it is really a sword that is cold in the nineteen continents, but the sword is unstable, and it is suspected that the sword came out in a hurry.
In the distance, the sound of a dragon screaming, the sound of rolling thunder, and the sound of mountains collapsing.
In a moment, a man stepped into the clouds and volleyed away, carrying the scabbard of his sword, thinking that it must be the one who drew the sword.
Between the endless mountains, the person who stepped on the clouds came with a solemn face, looking for the sword light, waiting to find a hundred miles, between the mountains and ravines, saw a broken tail and many scales.
"It turned out to be the Qingyun Sword Sect Ning Daoyou, but you can find the traces of that evil animal?" At this time, a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe rode on a huge immortal boat and asked the man with the sword.
This person with the sword is none other than the sect leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, one of the three top sects of the entire Daling Dynasty, Ning Zhijie.
Ning Zhijie looked up, his eyes were happy, and he said, "It turned out to be the head of the Songyang Dao of Zhenwu Mountain." ”
"This is not the time to catch up, I just deduced that this evil animal has the heart to walk today, so I immediately rushed here, I never thought that it was a step slower, hurry up to the fairy boat, I will catch up with the beast, don't let him get away." Zhenwu Mountain Songyang Road is long.
Ning Zhijie jumped onto the fairy boat and said, "Its tail has been cut off by me, and the injury is not light, so it can't escape far." ”
"Hmm!" Songyang Road is long.
The two of them drove the fairy boat and searched all the way along the mountain range where the dragon had collapsed.
After searching for half an hour, an endless lake appeared in front of me, already stained red with blood.
Ning Zhijie, the sect leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, frowned, and said with some puzzlement: "This evil beast has the heart of death, it seems to have been enlightened by a master, opening roads in the mountains, and building bridges when encountering water, but you look at the trajectory of its travels, it seems to be prescient, and maintain its sanity, if it encounters a city and a village, it will bear the pain of falling scales with its flesh and blood, and will never lead water to hurt the people, but this kind of behavior makes it more difficult to turn into a dragon a hundred times and a thousand times, and if you are not careful, you will die, and there is no possibility of rebuilding." ”
Daoist Songyang nodded, as if he had a feeling.
"Why don't you let him go?" The chief of Songyang Dao was moved by compassion.
"Well, that evil animal is going to the East China Sea, don't forget, the one from the Hanshan Temple in the East China Sea." Ning Zhijie smiled.
……
On the shores of the East China Sea.
Outside the Hanshan Temple, a monk in a robe stood barefoot on the edge of the East China Sea cliff, watching the big waves crashing on the shore.
He turned suddenly.
Squinting his eyes slightly, staring at the mountains and mountains like an earthquake, his hand knotted the Buddha seal, and suddenly pressed between the mountains.
Thundered!
The next moment, a bloody dragon pierced out from between the mountains, its scales and armor were taken off, this way to open the way with flesh and blood, and the tail was cut off, but fortunately, the body of the real dragon has been completed, only the last to enter the sea, the sea is wide with the dragon leap.
It's just that the Buddha seal almost killed its dragon soul, and when it saw the light of day, I saw a monk in a robe, standing on the shore of the East China Sea.
At this moment, it was exhausted and had no strength to fight again.
Unwillingly, the sea is close at hand, but it seems to be far away.
It closed its eyes slightly, as if it had resigned itself to its fate.
Unexpectedly, the monk just glanced at it and muttered to himself: "I was born with a Buddha body, the Vajra Realm, and the Buddha seal that I produced can't kill this evil beast that has not become a true dragon, it's strange." ”
At this time, I saw that in the Hanshan Temple, there was a woman dressed in red, who appeared on the edge of the cliff, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Zhao Xiaohu, go home for dinner, I cooked your favorite braised pork, hurry up, Hou Shaozong brought the good wine that the mayor has treasured for many years, and if you don't come back, he will drink it all." ”
"Here we are." The monk glanced at the exhausted Jiaolong again, and the next moment, he turned to leave, and stepped out, but he had already stepped into the Hanshan Temple.
Originally thought that he would definitely die, he was stunned for a moment, and he had the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but it was more eccentric.
Monks, women, braised pork, fine wine?
Is this sure to be a temple?
Shaking his head, without thinking about it, he jumped into the East China Sea, turned into a real dragon, and disappeared into the vast sea.