The old madman looked at the dragon with two eyes, as if he had spoken first, and saw that the snow dragon was changing, especially when the one-horned thunder and lightning lingered, the spring peak at this moment changed greatly, the snow pressed the hall, and the Xiuta ice was falling and ticking the broken ice, and at a glance, the old decayed yellow mountain clothes that were still sitting lightly opened the sleeves, covered the robe, and walked slowly and quietly, who knew that there was a little anger in his eyes, and he said weakly.

"Since the monk who watched the sword at the foot of Taibei Mountain came here, he knew that although there was chaos, there was still some order. Even if a crazy monk raises his sword to kill someone, he still has to endure the restraint of law enforcement, but under the law, he can still tolerate the noisy voice, this is this old madman. Now that you're arrogantly stirring up trouble everywhere, don't you care about this wind-pulling channel?"

She took out a green leaf from her sleeve and wiped it in the palm of her hand, lingering with a little heron Yingluo, nine spring ploughing breath, spring shoots with broken teeth, and the branches buried in the three-foot ice and snow on the ground burst with earth-shattering vitality.

Chunfeng has not seen such a scene for many years, and the old madman frowned and looked at each other, and went to pinch the dragon to stop it, but was pulled away by the branch.

The bamboo shoots are hairy, the eyes are struggling and glaring, and there are two evolved dew dragons standing cross-legged, one of the green leaves that accepted the yellow mountain clothes are out of the palm of the hand, and a drop sinks down the ground, instantly melting all the boundaries of the spring peak, and the wind and snow of the mountain stream are broken, and countless spring warm winds rise from that drop of dew to resist the ravages of the snow dragon.

Slipping down the second drop, sinking into the sprouts, the sprouts have their own wisdom, repeatedly swallowing the supply from the ground, completely breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth, stems and leaves dozens of zhang, until the peak is covered, converging into a bright color of heaven and earth.

The green plants are in the sky, and the water mist is the spring peak.

The old Huang Luanyi said.

"Today, I'm going to discipline you well for the Wind Puller. ”

The green water of the mountain stream turns into a spirit, the face is smooth and has cracks and fluctuations, the beard is mostly for the reed bamboo paddling, that the dust is dried in the sun to make a blank, with a thin thread through the needle and lead, but it is turned into a great use here, the small stones by the stream are lifted to do a closed boxing one, the two can be used for defense, the circle that sits inside is the green frog, the belly of the cooing leather drum, the spirit is like turning into an old monk.

The green water is bitter and deep, and a few wows sounds, breaking through the shackles of natural gravity and going up, strong and powerful on both legs.

The speed of the fist swing was as fast as thunder, only to hear a few screams obediently fall to the ground, the thunder of the dragon's breath scorched the frog inside, the thunder and snow turned into the dragon's breath stronger and stronger, the old Huang Luan clothes did not seem to take action in person, a drive away the cold snow, when the ice and snow fell to the ground, it would melt into small crevices and water stains, and converge in the mountain stream.

The broken thunder dragon went away savagely, but it was blocked by another green plant wood dragon, and they were entangled, puzzled Li Shuishan, who was still on the side, this green bamboo made into a kneeling beauty, and the upper part of the body was this dragon, a synthetic thing, which was a wooden dragon planted by the spring breeze.

The wooden dragon that flew far away detained the Snow Thunder Dragon in this way, and this mouth spat out human language.

"Thunder Dragon Thunder Dragon, Heaven and Earth Mysterious Changes, Old Mouth Three-foot Wind and Snow Winter, You Were Born on the Earth, Flying with the Sky, Forget the Days When You Buried the Wind and Snow, If You Regain Your Senses, You Will Take a Bite of This Snow Dragon. I'm angry. ”

The words of the old Huang Luanyi also opened his mouth from the peak and said the same.

The old madman's trembling heart was a little distressed, and he didn't know what this old Huang Luanyi wanted to do, so he thought about it a few days ago and secretly planted so many seeds on the mountain peak

, red beans, green bean sprouts, yellow paper wrapped in falling flowers, hey, this is a few days to lead out the flower bones, plus the old altar plant, also broke out of the shell, this time if you want to make a big deal.

I always didn't violate any taboos against her earlier, but this time I made a decisive move, and I blamed the old madman for not turning Xuelong's mind out, and he was still rampage, regardless of the east, west, north and south.

The old madman smiled with a smile, pinched his blue robe, and slowly landed on the Spring Peak with Li Shuishan, and moistened his throat on the old man standing in the main hall.

"Spring breeze and rain, like a forest scene. ”

"The decayed You Yun is sealed, even if the seeds that emerge underground are ignited by your reach, and the sanity will naturally come out, this is really a rare technique in time. Just blame me for my bad head, so I swallowed the little snow dragon of the Dongfeng child and spit out a bigger snow dragon, who knows that unfortunately, the snow dragon met the thunder and turned into a thunder and snow dragon between heaven and earth, and I hope that the old man will not blame me, I am also very helpless. ”

"Besides, this snow dragon was originally given to my disciples as a gift for the entry, in order to give my disciples a better level of comprehension, the old Chunfeng disciples are more than 100, all of them are women; Xia Feng's tiger skin disciples don't say that they can't be counted in one palm, they are all talents that can be created; Dongfeng's children's disciples don't say a few dozens, and their faces are smart and smart. My disciple alone has one of them, pitiful and pitiful. ”

"I also hope that Huang Luanyi's old decay will not stop him, so that he will surrender himself and be wise. ”

The old Huang Luanyi's eyes were peaceful, and his mouth replied.

"You madman, you have a lot of good words and a lot of bad words, you have a smooth tongue, I said I would teach you a lesson, so I'm afraid. ”

The old madman laughed awkwardly.

"The old decay also asks to raise your noble hand and leave the snow dragon. I'll make you a cow and a horse. ”

She pinched her fat round buttocks, bent over, and wanted to make a very incredible action, Li Shuishan was dumbfounded, who knew that the old madman stepped out next, and wanted to make a five-body throwing posture, the blue robe on his body touched the ground, the comfortable mud, and the yellow water stains fell on it, his eyes showed sincerity, and his ass was facing the naïve boy coming from behind.

In front of everyone's eyes, do a complete action of throwing five bodies to the ground.

The naïve boy fell to the ground unsteadily, and fell into a situation of a dog eating.

The old Huang Luan's face couldn't make any waves, and even the movement of his breathing did not change, and he raised his finger and waved it at the wooden dragon in the sky.

A dark cloud completely landed on the top of the snow dragon's head, and the wooden dragon absorbed thunder, which was further transformed into the guidance of thunder and lightning, and fell on the snow dragon, stimulating the soul of the thunder dragon that was swallowed into the mouth.

Seeing this, the old madman threw himself to the ground again.

So many female disciples didn't blink their eyes, as if they had seen some scene that was difficult to explain in their lifetime, this was the peak master of Tibetan Peak, not an ordinary person.

Li Shuishan sighed, pulled up the old madman, and said softly.

"Blame me for this, everything is just for me. ”

The old madman looked helpless, in pain without tears, when he avoided Li Shuishan's gaze, he showed a trace of luck, and went to visit the pale snow dragon in distress, he knew that his disciples would help him intercede, and now the old madman's words are

It's not very common, only someone can help him to take the blame, and as soon as he says good things, he can explain it clearly.

Li Shuishan respectfully worshiped the old man in the hall, causing the surrounding Chunfeng female disciples to look at him curiously, not knowing what they were muttering.

The old man showed his eyes slightly and looked at Li Shuishan.

"Senior Huang Luanyi, I am a disciple of the first peak of Tibetan Peak, I have just entered the beginning, and the old madman senior wants to condense a flying snow dragon for me as a gift, who knows that I can't be advised, plus my strength is limited, I can't fly yet, I can only follow his wishes. All the blame is on me, and I am willing to listen to the punishment of my predecessors. ”

The old man smiled as if he was nothing.

"Oh? It's so funny, don't you know that the mad lord of Zangfeng is a scoundrel, boring, and weird old monster? Why did you choose him? If you have another choice, I can handle it for you and let you go." ”

Li Shuishan looked at the blue robe on his body and said with a smile.

"Dressed in a blue robe, it is Zangfeng, everything is fate, although the old madman looks a little weird, but there is no law to follow, the truth can be said. I am willing to accompany him to correct until he becomes a calm and elegant peak master with an extraordinary temperament. ”

The old Huang Luan robe covered with his sleeves and returned to the small wooden cushion where he was sitting cross-legged, and the female disciples on the side showed smiles one after another, looking at the blue-robed young man in front of the hall door with great interest.

"This old monster hasn't changed his defects for decades, as the saying goes, 'The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change', how do you do it?"

"Even if you do it, what can you do? Can you compensate for the decorated scene? And realize that this mess of rocks is flying? The grass and insects under the tree are dead, and their bodies are festering, do you want to bury them?"

Li Shuishan was silent for a while and replied, "I can clean it up." ”

The old Huang Luanyi waited quietly for a few breaths, closed his eyes and opened them again, and said lightly.

"Ruonan, you can leave, and leave this place to the young man to clean up until it is complete and the previous scene. ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Shuishan had no choice but to continue to bend over to apologize, and when he saw the old madman caressing the snow dragon in distress, he exhaled slowly, and felt dying, so he wiped his tears in distress, looking extremely unhappy.

The old decayed Huang Luanyi turned over his hand and appeared the green leaf just now, a drop of green water was condensed on it, and the spirit that rushed out of the mountain stream was still humming and lying on the ground, feeling his own powerlessness, but at this time, he ran up, and saw that the green water on his outer layer was directly spread out and fell on the surface, and he was first exposed like a toad, and his body was completely exposed, and he hurriedly hid in the grass to find a few leaves to wrap himself.

The wooden dragons in the sky scattered into a few leaves, and landed on the mountain stream, becoming a piece of natural nourishment, floating on the water surface of the stream, ushering in another great transformation.

The naïve child cried and laughed to comfort Li Shuishan and ran into the sky again, took out another token, put away the snow dragon, and saw the old madman crawling on the ground, holding his calves, crying and making trouble, wiping his snot with one hand, and pulling his trouser legs with the other, very miserable.

The voice of the old madman spread to the peaks, and those who didn't know thought that something terrible had happened in this place, the voice was piercing, like the sound of killing pigs, blending into the wind of Chunfeng, blowing into Li Shuishan's ears, and turning into a helpless sound.