Chapter 119: Slaying the Dragon
Zhou Jianxian suddenly understood in his heart, but after he thought it through, he inevitably felt a little lost.
After all, a fairy fate is generously placed in front of him, but he can't hold it in his hands, this feeling is simply scratching his ears and cheeks, and he is helpless.
Fulong has a long history and a long heritage, and has produced many famous people who shocked the world.
But all things in the world are mutually reinforcing and complementary, and if there are dragon slayers, there will naturally be dragon slayers on the opposite side.
Contrary to the use of various means to raise dragons and preach the Tao, the Dragon Slaying Vein belongs to the sword cultivation in the Great Dao Law Vein, and their path is fundamentally to hold a three-foot Qingfeng and cut down all the dragons in the world, so as to sharpen the sword edge and break the path of immortality.
Therefore, except for the dragon slayer who had a direct battle with the Great Dao, most of the sword cultivators in the world were not treated by the dragon lineage.
Because you don't know when, some sword cultivators will change paths and join the dragon slayer because it is too difficult to break through the realm.
In the history of Shenxu Jiuzhou, there are countless such examples.
And I don't know what's going on, this kind of dragon slayer who changes halfway often has higher achievements.
In a certain world where the wind of Taoism prevails, there is a depressed sword cultivator, who has broken through the realm many times but is still hopeless, and then disperses thousands of years of ascetic cultivation in a fit of anger.
Transferred to the line of dragon slayers, re-practiced, this time the breakthrough was extremely fast, in just two hundred years, he had already succeeded in enlightenment, and became one of the few great monks in the world.
After that, this guy began to go crazy and slaughter the dragon water descendants in a world, and at its peak, the dragon genus in the world was almost swept away by him with one person and one sword.
Back then, a certain true dragon who had achieved great cultivation in the world of Shenxu personally came to the door to invite Yu Yu and his master out of the mountain, and persuaded the other party to spare the descendants of his own family in another world a way to live.
The relationship between the dragon family and the dragon genus itself is like glue, and the old ancestor agreed to this matter without even thinking about it.
But after he soared to that world, that bastard didn't get in the oil and salt, and he didn't give any face.
In the end, if it weren't for Dao Ancestor himself to come forward and have a secret conversation with him, I am afraid that the genus of the dragon in the world would have been extinct long ago.
But even now, the Jiaolong Descendants of several worlds trembled just by mentioning that name, and in the lineage of the Fulong Warriors, the other party is also an extremely troublesome existence.
At this moment, the waves in the lake were suddenly turbulent, the water waves were rolling, the weather that was originally beautiful and sunny was changing, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, and the black clouds covered the sky and the sun, instantly covering the heaven and the earth, and the gloomy atmosphere spread on the surface of the lake.
After about half an hour, a young man in plain clothes jumped out of the lake, raised his head slightly, and looked smug.
The old patriarch smiled indifferently, knowing that this closed disciple would not let himself down.
Yu Yu smiled, "Master, let's go." ”
"Okay."
The old patriarch first glanced meaningfully at the surface of Tingjia Lake, and then glanced at the three of Qingshan Zhenren with warning eyes, "No one is allowed to say anything about my appearance here today, otherwise." ”
The withered old monk smiled coldly, his face gloomy, "You will bear the consequences." ”
After speaking, he grabbed the shoulder of the obedient man next to him, and left the place with the wind.
After Qingshan Zhenren saw the old ancestor leave, he hurriedly used his magic power to rescue Tang Ruiyang, who was still in the water.
The handsome young man was lying on the shore of the lake, his face was gloomy and his breath was sluggish.
The Great Chu National Master was a monk who had attained the Tao with successful cultivation, so he could naturally see that the situation of the young man at this time was not optimistic.
After a long time, Qingshan Zhenren asked in a deep voice, "Tang Ruiyang, what did you do underwater?" ”
The young man bit his lip and was stunned for nothing.
Under the repeated questioning of Qingshan Zhenren, the other party finally revealed everything.
In fact, even if he didn't say it, looking at his miserable appearance, Qingshan Zhenren could guess a little bit of the truth, especially after the Great Chu National Master sensed the disappearance of a precious talisman hidden in his apprentice's body, he was even more determined to guess this kind of speculation.
What is Tang Ruiyang's character, Qingshan Zhenren knows it clearly, it is nothing more than this kid saw that there was only one person at the bottom of the lake, and he was young, so he had bad intentions, and wanted to take the opportunity to bully the small and encroach on the dragon water descendant.
Alas, Qingshan Zhenren sighed, and thought silently in his heart, silly apprentice, you don't want to think that you can be accepted by the old ancestor of our lineage as the only descendant, and the qualifications, hearts, and means of the place are not still above you.
Fortunately, the little uncle surnamed Yu didn't bother with you much, otherwise both of us masters and apprentices would have to suffer.
The old man surnamed Cao and Zhou Jianxian chatted with Qingshan Zhenren, and Zhou Jianxian, who was depressed, took the lead in taking off the sword and disappeared into the sky.
The old man surnamed Cao looked at the Great Chu National Master with a smile in his hand, "Qingshan Zhenren, today is a blessing in disguise, but let the old man get a supreme immortal fate that points directly to the avenue, if he encounters tricky difficulties in the future, he will come to the white horse Cao Clan." ”
As he spoke, the old man waved his sleeves and shook out an ancient token, which was surrounded by a complex cloud pattern, and the central position was inlaid with the word "Cao" made of some kind of fairy gold.
Aoyama solemnly accepted it.
The old man surnamed Cao turned his back to Qingshan's real master and apprentice, raised a hand, waved it gently, and left the next sentence, "Let's go." ”
Immediately rose against the wind, soared away, and soon disappeared into the sky.
There was only a pair of masters and apprentices left on the shore of Tingjia Lake, and suddenly fell into silence, and after a long time, Tang Ruiyang drooped his head, like a child who had made a mistake, and asked softly, "Master, what should we do now?" ”
Qingshan Zhenren did not show much disappointment after his apprentice lost an important immortal fate and disrupted his original meticulous plan.
He touched his sleeves, felt the secret book of dragon support given by the old ancestor, and was full of pride in his heart.
He first touched the head of his descendant disciple, "Ruiyang, don't worry, this Jiaolong Aquatic Descendant has been snatched away, Master will help you find another one, we can't find a suitable one in Fusheng Continent, then just change the continent and find it again, the world is so big, there are so many Jiaolong Aquatic Descendants, you will definitely be able to get what you want." ”
Tang Ruiyang nodded vigorously, "Well, thank you, Master." ”
It was already dusk, Jin Wuxi fell, and after the two masters and apprentices glanced at the Tingjia Lake next to them, they went straight to a certain direction of Fusheng Island.