Chapter 17: The Determination to Die
When he saw Li Haoyang breaking the Martial Artist Triple Heaven, he didn't feel unexpected, and nodded at Li Haoyang. "Why? I'm not wrong, am I? Come here to do it, I also have something I want to tell you. ”
Li Haoyang walked over and sat aside, "I'm broken, Martial Artist Triple Heaven! What is your medicinal bath made of? Is it really that strong?"
"Where, it's not just a medicinal bath, the medicinal bath just plays a guiding role, you have been practicing fists and legs for many years, and you have already accumulated a lot of qi and blood in your body. It's just that I see that your meridians are a little different from others, otherwise they would have been broken a long time ago, and you basically don't need this medicinal bath. But this medicated bath breaks down some of your subtle meridians. Just stick with it and believe that after a while, you'll be able to break it again. ”
"It's not that easy. My master said that I was born different from others, the meridians were wide, and the dantian was dead and silent. Even if you can't cultivate immortals, you can only rely on some fists and feet. If it weren't for the jade pendant that my master gave me, I would have been an opponent of Xiang An last time I was at the inn. Li Haoyang scratched his head with a wry smile, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Just now you said that you had something to do with me, I don't know what it is?"
"This ...... I saw that there was a fist-sized red birthmark on your body in the medicinal bath just now, I don't know ......what the red birthmark on your body is?" This time, in addition to looking for waste, another task of my friends is to find someone. ”
Looking for someone?" Li Haoyang frowned, "I don't know who you're looking for? What does this have to do with the birthmark on my body? This red birthmark is something I have had since I was a child." ”
"That's right, I think I found it. He is far away, close at hand. That person is you. The commander listened to Li Haoyang's words, looked at Li Haoyang with a serious face, and said slowly: "Since I woke up, I felt a little familiar with you when I saw you for the first time, and your appearance was actually a little similar to the old lady of the General's Mansion. When I see the round red birthmark on your back, I feel more certain. Truly, you're the one I'm looking for. ”
"Cheng Mansion is the pillar of the Great Yan Kingdom, and it has always been the same in the empire. The red birthmark on your back is proof that you are the eldest son of Cheng Mansion. The commander was unhurried and looked the same. "The last general, Du Lei, see the eldest prince. Then get down on one knee.
By no means, Li Haoyang hurriedly helped up the commander, waved his hand and said: "I am indeed an orphan picked up by the master, but you said that I am the eldest prince, and I am a thousand and ten thousand unbelievable." My master once told me that he brought me back from a woman who was on the verge of death. ”
"That's right, that woman is your mother's grandmother. This time, the last general came to follow the orders of General Li, and he must take you back to Chengfu. When the commander heard this, he became more and more sure that Li Haoyang was the person he was looking for.
A scorching sun sword, conjuring up thousands of sword shadows, the old way was in it, the sword shadow formed a grand grinding disc with the old dao as the center, the grinding disc tore away, shot out, each sword shadow distributed a strong breath, cutting out black cracks!
The end is terrifying, it really deserves to be Kunlun, and it really deserves to be the legendary extreme realm.
The ghosts and demons all know that the time has come to that time.
Flags are coming!
With a magic flag in his hand, he quietly unfolded, and the white flame struck, and the ghost cried wolf. The skull on the magic banner seemed to be alive and ordinary, its mouth was wide open, spitting out black smoke, and it attacked the old way.
The originally clear sky was swept by these smokes, and suddenly became a little gloomy and filled with black smoke.
What a white flame demon flag, a good wrist, what a magnificent old devil!
"Death under my magic banner is also your skill!" The old ghost said to himself, "Don't worry, soon, I will send your senior brother to see you, and even the entire Kunlun ......."
How strong was the Golden Infant Monk's full force? Words are basically impossible to describe.
The white flames were rolling, a hundred miles of clouds, and the peaks of the Yizhi Mountain were rolled by the magic flag, and the mountain was directly shattered. The ubiquitous powerful qi machine locked the path of the old path of escape in an instant.
Lao Dao knew that he basically couldn't hide, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand was held in front of his chest, trying to obstruct it, but the white flame roared, quietly stirred, and broke into several sections.
Lao Dao looked at the attacking Bai Yan, as if he had given up resisting. Yes, my real name Jian Yuan used to be unable to resist a single bit. He quietly closed his eyes, he had already thought of these, hadn't he? The apprentices who depended on each other had already arranged their homes, and the unsmiling senior brother had also become the head of Kunlun as he wished. What's not willing?
No, there is, there is also a little junior sister. Just think of the little junior sister, so I don't want to be willing. After more than 20 years of escapism, at the moment of death, I felt that this was a joke. If he can turn back, he must see his senior brother again, inform him, and let him be nicer to his little junior sister. Go and inform the little sister, I miss her so much......
Countless thoughts flickered in my mind, am I going to die? Ghost old demon, you are also too underestimated to be a Kunlun monk! What is a real senior brother? How can a demon cultivator like you understand. Even if there is more separation between the brothers and sisters, they don't want the other party to be damaged a little bit.
Come on, let me last burn my last bit of strength for my senior brother, for my little junior sister, and for Kunlun!
The little Yuan Force left in the dantian is roaring, and the little lifespan is extinguishing. Lao Dao mobilized all the strength of his body, and without fear, he faced the white flames and went straight to the ghosts and demons.
endured severe pain and held the determination to die.
The earth shook, the mountains shook, and everything around them turned into nothingness. Poof! The old devil spat out a mouthful of blood, and his dusty black hair danced in the wind, and he stood in the air, looking into the distance, his trembling hands showing the unrest in his heart.
Is it dead? He was stunned, his eyes were full of disbelief, and under a closer look, there was a trace of remembrance, a trace of sadness. But it was then gone. Whether you die, this world is meant to eat people, and if you want to live, you have to rely on your true skills. "Lieyangzi, the Tao is not the same, even if you have bullied me for decades, my ghost old demon is still a ghost old devil......"
Thinking of this, he didn't care about anything, and took out a spirit boat from the dantian, and the top of the small boat rose by the wind, turning into more than ten zhang in size. The old ghost writhed, jumped onto the boat, gritted his teeth, and endured the severe pain and drove into the distance.
Yizhi Mountain collapsed in an instant, not to mention the grand movement of Qingxia Town at the foot of the mountain, even Li Haoyang, who had already left, could feel the grand sound.