Lu Chuan is gambling, he bets that this dragon horse is not a hard bone.

Of course, Ryoma is also gambling, it bets that Lu Chuan will not dare to kill it.

This is also a psychological game of one person and one horse, but this bet is not destined to be very fair, because it is betting on its own life.

So, in the end, it relented.

But what it didn't know was that if it really preferred to die just now, it would be Lu Chuan's turn to have a headache, because Lord Lu really didn't dare to kill it.

"Is it okay to let me go now?" Ryoma exclaimed, struggling.

Tie it like a rice dumpling, which makes it really uncomfortable.

Lu Chuan didn't speak this time, just stared at it and groaned, although this guy had softened, but if he let go and run, he and Long Ji really didn't seem to have a problem.

It has already seen the speed of this dragon horse, and it runs as fast as thunder, chasing the wind and electricity, it is too fast, so there must be a means of clamping.

With a slight groan, Lu Chuan's palm flipped over and the palm of his hand flashed, and a small yellow golden pillar with three small golden rings appeared, and at the bottom was a golden lotus that made people stand.

Legend has it that after Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun was released, this treasure became the Seven Treasures Golden Lotus of the West.

"Dragon Pile?!"

Long Ji's eyes flashed, and a look of surprise appeared, and he stepped forward and said: "This is the treasure of the teaching, why is it in your hands, there is a small money ...... on it"

"He traded this treasure for my heart snail. Lu Chuan said with a smile.

The owner of the magic weapon controls his own treasures, and in addition to the spells, the treasures also have their primordial imprints, allowing them to control them with their minds.

When others borrow it, they can use spells to urge it, but there is only one right to use it, such as the heart piercing lock on his body now, and for example, although this dragon stake has been passed on to Jin Zha, it is actually owned by Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun.

Only this treasure money, it has the power to invalidate the primordial god mark.

Once the money sticks to another treasure, the owner of the treasure loses control of his own treasure.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing that Lu Chuan's gaze staring at the dragon stake was getting worse and worse, Long Ji asked.

Lu Chuan said quietly: "Let it officially change hands and belong to me." ”

"This dragon stake is a treasure of exposition, you can take it, but if it is a sacrifice, Tianzun ......," Long Ji reminded.

Lu Chuan nodded: "I know these, but I want to use them this time." ”

He naturally doesn't have the mantra of this dragon pile, and if he wants to use the treasure, he can only let it change hands, and there are only two ways for the magic weapon to change hands.

The first is that the original owner dies, and the original spirit mark in the treasure will become weaker and weaker until it disappears.

The second is to refine and erase the mark of the original owner of the magic weapon.

Only refining the primordial spirit mark is also risky, that is, if the strength of the master is very strong, then it will be counterattacked.

No matter how I said it before, this was also the magic weapon of the Yuan Shi apprentice, Lu Chuan had scruples in his heart, so he didn't dare to really take away the change of hands.

Only this time he needed to arrive, so he didn't care about that.

Just do it, and then Lu Chuan didn't say anything, he sat down directly and pinched the trick with both hands, and a scorching Samadhi true fire erupted from his mouth, and with a bang, it turned into a fireball and wrapped the dragon stake in the middle and practiced it.

In the Yuxu Palace, Manjushri and Fuxian were snuggled on the back mountain, and the expressions of the three of them were gloomy, with paleness, and they were very haggard, as if they had been drained of all their strength.

Falling into such a situation now, the three of them didn't know what to say, and they couldn't even blame each other.

Blame Fuxian for asking for the Western magic method or blame himself for being greedy, and he couldn't resist the temptation to cultivate......

The three of them looked at the sky in a daze, and they didn't even have the heart to talk to the other two.

"Poof!" Suddenly, Guangfa Tianzun, who was leaning on the mountain wall, suddenly seemed to sense something, and his expression changed suddenly.

But before he could say anything, the next moment his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of bright blood.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" the other two were taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to help them to take a look.

"Little brute, you take my magic weapon, I swear to kill you......" Manjushri roared angrily, and smashed a mountain cliff to pieces with one palm.

Fuxian and Cihang glanced at each other when they heard this, and sighed.

Phoenix Mountain!

"It's done?!" Lu Chuan raised his hand, the fire dissipated, and the treasure money flew in and fell into his hand, and the dragon stake floated in mid-air.

Guangfa Tianzun's Yuan Shen Mark has been replaced by his, which also means that this treasure has officially changed hands.

"Open!" Looking at the Dunlong Pile in front of him, Lu Chuan raised his hand a little, and suddenly, three golden rings flew out from the Dunlong Pile, and the golden lotus at the bottom of the golden pillar fell off and flew up.

In the blink of an eye, the good dragon stake was in front of his eyes, and it was decomposed into: three golden rings, a dragon pattern golden pillar, a seven-grade golden lotus platform and other things.

"This is the seven-grade golden lotus of Manjushri in the future?"

Lu Chuan looked at the golden lotus platform thoughtfully.

This golden lotus platform exudes fluctuations, it is very soft, it looks like a defensive magic weapon, and it looks good, he just needs it.

The golden pillar is very heavy, and it seems that it can be used as a weapon to smash people, but he is not easy to use, Yuan Hong is a stick......

After that, Lu Chuan looked at Ryoma with a smile.

Ryoma became nervous for a moment: "What do you want to do, I promised to take you to fly, I have made the greatest concession, don't bully the horse too much, the soldier can be killed and not humiliated, but it's not negotiable, everyone has something to say......"

Lu Chuan smiled, raised his hand and pointed towards the three golden rings, and suddenly the three golden rings flew out, and two of them were set on its two front horse legs.

The other was placed on top of the turtle's head, and it turned into a golden circle.

"What are you putting on my leg?" said Ryoma angrily.

Lu Chuan patiently explained: "Jinhuan, I said that after you follow Master Ben, you will eat and drink spicy food, when the uncle goes, it is more magnificent to put two golden rings on you, isn't it?"

"Mansion Master, you accidentally tricked me. ”

The little turtle touched the circle above his head, and tried to tear it off but couldn't get it off, and then smiled carefully.

Lu Chuan said coldly: "Hmph, why didn't you count it in your heart?"

The little turtle smiled.

Ryoma was furious and said, "You let it go...... You bullshit, are you blind to everyone, this is clearly some secret treasure of yours trying to control us, you bastard......"

Lu Chuan looked at Long Ji, Long Ji raised his hand to take back the bundle of dragon ropes, and said with a smile: "It's very good-looking." ”

"You two are in a group......" Ryoma wanted to cry without tears.

"You two listen to me, Shennong handed you over to this sage, and asked me to teach you two well. ”

Lu Chuan's expression was cold: "In the future, you two will mix with me, if you cooperate, then everyone will still be good friends, and you can be an uncle everywhere, but if you dare to play tricks, I will kill you." ”

After a long time, Ryoma stopped on the edge of the cliff, and on the head of the horse sat a depressed turtle, looking at a man and a woman in the pavilion.

"It's so crooked!"

Ryoma looked at the two of them angrily, their nostrils spewing white air, and their front hooves stepped on the ground.

The little turtle pouted and said secretly: "What do you know about a single horse?"

Soon, Lu Chuan said goodbye to Longji and rode away.