Samurai

Inside the courtyard

Wu Jing stood in the courtyard with a gloomy face, the real dragon and the saint above confronted him, and the wind was rolling and the hurricane roared, blowing his clothes and hunting.

"Sage, it's coming again! When the pavilion came, a Dharma body was shot by the ancestors of my family, and now he still dares to come down in Chaoge, could it be that no one cares about me as a big businessman?" Wu Jing's eyes showed a touch of solemnity.

"Hand over the Xuanhuang Pagoda and beat the divine whip, otherwise when the Great Shang destroys the country in the future, it will be your death!" The saint's face was gloomy, feeling the heaven and earth energy suppressed by the true dragon, and with a sudden wave of his palm, the heaven and earth energy in a radius of a hundred miles rolled and gathered, turning into a big hand composed of thunder, and pressed it towards the Wuwang Mansion.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is really rampant, and you regard my big business as nothing!" Zi Xin's eyes showed a touch of coldness.

The next moment, the real dragon looked back, and suddenly opened his mouth, and Zixin's figure rose from the ground and submerged into the mouth of the real dragon.

"Woo~"

The human dragon was one, and then the real dragon took a big mouth, and the dragon ball swallowed, only to see that the thunder hand gathered by the saint collapsed in an instant, and all of them were devoured by the real dragon in one bite, becoming the nourishment of the dragon ball.

Then the real dragon swooped down, its claws tearing away at the saint.

"It's just a Dharma body, and it hasn't condensed a successful Dharma body, and it dares to appear in the Great Shang Kingdom, which is really unbelievable. Kong Qiu shook his head: "This saint's law body can be regarded as an explanation, but I don't know if the true spirit that is separated can escape from the dragon's mouth." ”

The saints at their peak still have to face the true dragon and retreat, let alone the current saints who are half-formed into the Dharma body?

The half-formed Dharma body of a saint is just a little true spirit.

At that time, the saint came with the whip of the gods and the Xuanhuang Pagoda, wanting to suppress the true dragon of the great business, and the phoenix roared to Qishan and became a god, but the result was calculated by the great merchants, and the saint's dharma body was beheaded while the saint's dharma body had not yet come.

Then because of this, the saints suffered a backlash, the great merchants were safe for hundreds of years, and the Daomen were expelled from the barbarian land.

Now because of the matter of beating the Divine Whip, the saint has to separate into the Nether Realm again, and wants to recapture the Divine Whip and the Xuanhuang Pagoda, and the events of that day are repeated.

"Click~"

Thunder and clouds filled the air, and no one knew what was happening in the sky, only the black clouds in the sky were like scattered ponds, first exploding, then merging, then exploding, merging.

After a few times, a cheerful dragon groan, the clouds and mist in the sky dissipated, the sun shone down, and everything was completely converging.

"Bastard, wait for me, Dashang Zhenlong actually ......" The sage's angry words were halfway through, and he saw that the true dragon's mouth was closed, and he had once again returned to the sky above Chaoge.

"Hehe, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" The phantom of the true dragon flickered, and Zixin reappeared in Lutai.

"The sage miscalculated the situation, and would never have thought that although the Great Shang True Dragon was hit hard, it still maintained its peak combat power. Which point of the saint's true spirit was suppressed by the true dragon, or it would be consumed and refined in less than ten years, is the master willing to observe the saint's true spirit, maybe he can find some inspiration for the holy path?" Zi Xin slowly turned around and looked at Kong Qiu.

Kong Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up: "I don't dare to ask for it." ”

"Let's go, let's go see the saint's true spirit now!" Zi Xin walked towards the downstairs of the star picking.

"Wu Jing has refined the Xuanhuang Pagoda, I'm afraid that there are some hidden dangers" Kong Qiu followed behind Zi Xin and said worriedly.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Zixin frowned and thoughtfully: "Really?"

He suddenly remembered Wu Jing's betrayal in his previous life, and at this time, a thought flashed in his heart: "Could it be that the hidden danger was planted from the Xuanhuang Pagoda?" Wu Jing is seizing the Xuanhuang Pagoda, but he doesn't know that the saint is also calculating?"

The thought was fleeting, and the two of them walked downstairs.

above the terrace

The two black-robed men stood side by side, looking at the ripples that had regained calm in the sky, and there was a solemnity in their eyes: "The power of the saint is as terrifying as a fight." We are just a treasure away from the saint, and this treasure is the heaven and earth. ”

"Don't think about it, let's catch up with Confucius. When the saint comes, there is naturally a real dragon to deal with. Furthermore, if the saint wants to come, it is not so easy, and there is a price to pay. Just like this time, there is no altar prepared in advance by the Dao Gate, even if he condenses his true body, it is only a few hours, and if he wants to live in the world forever, it is not that simple!"

"Let's go, let's go and see if we can covet any secrets from the saint's true spirit?"

Wuwang Mansion

Wu Jing stood in the courtyard with a gloomy face, his legs were not straight, and he was deeply immersed in the green bricks under his feet. Raising his head and looking at the sky in the sky, he was silent for a long time, silently speaking.

"Saint, what a terrifying saint!" After a long time, Wu Jing let out a long breath and pulled his legs out of the bluestone.

"My generation of monks, I don't know when I will be able to have such a realm" An old man in a black robe came to Wu Jing's side, and his eyes showed a touch of emotion.

"Saints! There are only a handful of people in the world, and if you want to compare with saints, you can only cultivate the legendary human god fruit position. For thousands of years, it has been known that the human gods are nothing more than Xuanyuan and Chiyou. Even if it is the Five Emperors, it is still a line away from the human gods. Without great chance and great perseverance, it is impossible to prove the fruit of man and god. ”

"Poof!"

A mouthful of golden blood spurted out of Wu Jing's mouth, and Wang Changqin hurriedly stepped forward to support Wu Jing: "Brother Jing, are you okay?" ”

"I want to retreat to stabilize my qi and blood, you should first tidy up the courtyard and stabilize people's hearts, don't give birth to chaos" After speaking, Wu Jing turned around and left.

The first cave of the Daomen

The old Taoist priest stood in front of the lotus pond, and his eyes showed a solemnity: "There is a deviation in the number of qi, and the saint is a human after all." It is better to hurry up and prepare tribute, gather materials, and invite the saint to come as soon as possible. ”

Xiqi

The Daguang Daoist pulled his beard: "The Great Shang True Dragon has reached the end of its life, how can it still be so strong?

"Senior brother, the situation is a bit chaotic" Daguang looked at Dacheng with a sad face on the side.

"No matter how chaotic it is, how can it be chaotic? It's true that Dashang Zhenlong can't stand it, as long as Dashang Zhenlong is not allowed to continue his life, then everything is a certainty! No one can turn the tables!" Dacheng Daoist's eyes were full of confidence.

"Hou Ye went to Dashang, and everything else depends on our brothers" Daguang Daoist stroked his beard: "The day of Fengming Xiqi is not far away." ”

"Hehe, Zhenguo Martial King?hehe, Xuanhuang Pagoda is not so easy to take! really think that the will of a saint only has such a little ability?"

The arrival of the saint is like a storm, full of accidents, but after the accident passes, the sea and the sky are wide.

Shangjing City has returned to calm, except for the atmosphere of Wuwang's Mansion is a little weird, the entire Shangjing has not seen any impact.

Water Pavilion Villa

Yu Qi was in retreat, but the city of Chaoge was full of excitement.

The great Confucian Confucius preached in the song of the court, which caused countless monks in the world to follow, and they poured into the song to listen to Kongqiu's preaching.

There was a big chaos in the palace of King Wu of Zhenguo, but it calmed down in an instant, and everything had nothing to do with him.

The umbrella girl was dressed in red, looking at the sky with an oil-paper umbrella, staring at the true dragon competing with the saint with a pair of eyes, and waited until the smoke disappeared before she slowly took a breath: "This is a little true spirit? This is the power of pure yang." ”

There was a turquoise gourd suspended above Yu Qi's head, and the qi and gourd inductions around the whole person blocked all the qi inductions in the outside world.

Yu Qi should feel a little pity, after all, he missed a shocking battle, and missed an opportunity to truly understand the top combat power of this side of the world.

Time passed little by little, autumn was soon over, and winter had arrived.

On the forty-ninth day, except for the preaching of Confucius in the capital, the entire Shangjing city had returned to peace.

"Good treasure, good treasure!" Yu Qi pinched the trick in his hand, and between his breaths, he sensed the qi machine of the Divine Whip, and saw that the Divine Whip seemed to come to life, and the mysterious runes on it continued to flow, forming a mysterious pattern.

With the palm of his hand stretched out, the whip landed on his palm, and he held it.

"Of course it's a good treasure! you've refined the Divine Whip?" said the Umbrella Girl, bored.

Hearing this, Yu Qi smiled: "Of course! The progress of refining and beating the Divine Whip is somewhat beyond my expectations. The shattering of the saint's true spirit led to the chaos of the prohibition within the Divine Whip and the loss of order, giving me the opportunity to enter. ”

Yu Qi stroked the whip, but kept praising the good baby.

"It's a pity, no matter how good the baby is, you can't do it openly!" the umbrella girl looked at Yu Qi with regret.

"Why?" Yu Qi was stunned.

He had been suppressed by the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife before, and he didn't know about the saint's descent into the clone.

"The saint has come, but he has been suppressed by the Great Shang Zhenlong, and the root cause of everything is the whip in your hand" The umbrella girl looked at Yu Qi with a pair of eyes.

Yu Qi blinked, his eyes full of confusion.

"Because of you, the saint was traumatized and devoured by heaven and earth, what do you think will happen if you use the whip?"

"The saint has descended, and he has been suppressed by the Great Shang Zhenlong, how come I don't know?" Yu Qi's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Your gourd is good, it may not be worse than the divine whip and all the magic weapons I have seen" The umbrella girl did not answer Yu Qi's words, but looked at the emerald green gourd with a pair of eyes.

"It's a pity, in order to shatter the saint mark in the gourd before, I shattered an origin in the gourd" Yu Qi's face was ugly, and as soon as his palm was stretched, the Immortal Flying Knife fell into his palm.

Looking closely at the Immortal Flying Knife, I saw that there were slight cracks on the gourd at some point: "I don't know how long it will take to get pregnant and raise before I can restore my baby to its original appearance." ”

Yu Qi's palm flipped over, and the gourd was replanted into the soil.

"Interesting! Interesting! According to what you say, my whip can't be used, it's equivalent to wasting my thoughts?" Yu Qi looked at the golden whip in his hand, and he could feel that the mystery of the whip was beyond his imagination.

ps: Thank you for the 20,000 reward from the "Attack on Meat Sandwich Bun" boss.