Wang Chong asked, "I don't know what Daoist friends want to calculate?"

Ling Su Er sighed and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Let Yanqing Zhenjun help me calculate whether the Poison Dragon Temple can still be inherited." ”

Wang Chong raised his head slightly, but saw that Ling Suer was still like that, the new Jin had become a Yangzhen overhaul, and his skills had improved, and he should have been high-spirited, but at this time, it was inexplicably haggard and haggard.

Wang Chong understands the Poison Dragon Temple, after all, he has been a disciple of the Poison Dragon Temple, and he is a hardcore true inheritance, and the next generation of masters is expected to be the same.

How can the little thief demon not know that the three or four generations of the Poison Dragon Temple have been inherited, the iron plough ancestor who opened the mountain has gone mad, the eldest disciple of the second generation, the Red Leaf Zen Master Daohua, the second disciple Sunflower Daoren has been reincarnated, and only the third disciple Ling Sur is alone, struggling to support.

Three or four generations of disciples, a total of few people have become a weapon.

Originally, Su Er also wanted to cross the nephew of the Sunflower Daoist, Li Chan, but Li Chan refused to become a monk, as for the other disciples, I am afraid that they are not too successful, and it is easy to have a Wang Chong, and he is a traitor of the Demon Gate.

How does Ling Sur not suffer?

Wang Chong had also wondered just now if this master was going to calculate his whereabouts so that he could catch himself, but he didn't expect that what Su Er wanted to know was the future of the Poison Dragon Temple.

Although the Iron Plough Ancestor opened a faction, it has been passed down for four generations now, but the Poison Dragon Temple is like this, the predecessors can't get through, and the descendants have never followed, so Su Er, the head of the sect, doesn't know what it's like.

Wang Chong was silent for a long time before he replied: "Ji Guanying must have asked the master about this matter on behalf of Ling Daoyou, and replied as soon as possible. ”

Ling Suer sighed and said, "You guys go, I'm not in the mood, stay longer, after all, the Poison Dragon Temple is quite bad now." ”

Wang Chong got up and was about to say goodbye with Han Yan, but Su Er hesitated, handed the "dowry gift" he had just taken back to Wang Chong, and said, "It's useless for me to keep this thing, so it should be a thank you gift for asking Daoyou for help." ”

Wang Chongtan took it, but it was a small pocket, and when he held it lightly, he could feel that there were many beads in it.

Wang Chongzheng was about to refuse, but Ling Su'er smiled slightly and said, "If Daoist friends don't accept it, Ling Su'er won't be able to ask for such an important matter." ”

Wang Chong hesitated slightly, but could only nod and say, "Since this is the case, Ji Guanying is disrespectful." ”

He and Han Yan got up to say goodbye, and Su Er didn't keep any longer, but just sent out the Tongtian Palace.

When Wang Chong was leaving, he glanced back at Ling Suer, but suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and he saw an ancient Buddha again.

This ancient Buddha is six feet high, the whole body is like gold casting, the head is full of cow mountains, bald, but there is a circle of short hair on the back of the head, like a treasure light, between the eyebrows is quite ancient, wearing a hundred clothes, barefoot shoes, is meditating.

The breath of the ancient Buddha is deep, but there is no anger, under him is a hideous and terrifying mass of flesh, full of sarcomas, born with a hundred eyes, no mouth and no nose, more than ten tangled arms of flesh and muscles, dancing endlessly, constantly bursting out of ten-colored halos, layer by layer, wave by wave, as if trying to overturn the ancient Buddha sitting on the body.

Wang Chong only glanced at it, and he felt that the true qi in his whole body was surging, turning into real fire and burning into the air, and he wanted to turn himself into ashes.

He was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly performed the technique of Great Fire and Flowing Gold, and his whole body turned into a flying rainbow, and he went straight out of the Yongdao.

Originally, when he was in the Poison Dragon Temple, he was almost unlucky, but it was the Yuxiao Fairy who took action and saved him.

Now Wang Chong's Taoism is different, and with his own mana alone, he can already resist for a while.

Flying out of the Poison Dragon Temple, Wang Chong released the Six Yin Yuan Spirit Dafa Raft, landed on it, meditated cross-legged for a moment, and drove away the omen of Daoization.

Han Yan flew up after a while, and asked with a smile, "That's my dowry, how did you accept it?"

Wang Chong didn't expect that Han Yan didn't ask about the fact that he was almost Taoized, but when he asked about this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Ling Su'er is sincere, how can you not accept it?"

Wang Chong opened the cloth bag, and there were twelve Danzhu beads inside, all of which were the golden pill demons that had accumulated over the years, and the Yuan Dan that had been refined, each of which had been carefully selected, and all of them had the breath of thunder and lightning.

Wang Chong was slightly stunned, thoughtful.

Han Yan said with a smile: "Ling Suer also took great pains to refine a thunder and lightning treasure for his apprentice. The techniques of each faction to refine the thunder beads are quite different, and the most famous is the Taiyuan Immortal Thunder Method, which can be refined into twelve Taiyuan beads. ”

Wang Chong smiled bitterly and said in his heart: "I still have twelve Taiyuan beads, which have been refined a long time ago." ”

He asked casually, "I don't know which sect is good at Taiyuan Immortal Du Lei Fa?"

Han Yan said with a smile: "This is a forbidden law, it is a general law, there are at least seven or eight sects, they are familiar with the Taiyuan Immortal Thunder Method, the most famous is Yuntai Mountain, in fact, the Emei Sect and my Mending Heaven Sect, as well as the Poison Dragon Temple, also have the Taiyuan Immortal Thunder Law inheritance, but each faction has some unique secrets, and not all of them are the same." ”

Wang Chong received twelve Danzhu, but he had a plan to give it to his apprentice Xi Nan in the future, Xi Nan cultivated the Thunder Jade Sutra, which is quite suitable for this treasure.

The two of them stayed in the Poison Dragon Temple for less than an hour, and then they went on the road again.

Wang Chong took control of the Dafa raft, flew far away, and looked back again, but still couldn't see the poisonous dragon, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

It's just that the mountain protection beast of the Poison Dragon Temple has nothing to do with him, and he only thought about it for a while because he had promised the poisonous dragon to go overseas in the Great Wilderness and look for the cave.

Now that he is no longer "Tang Jingyu", but "Ji Guanying", he has to play Qingzhenjun again to cut off the cause and effect of the past, but there is no need to do this again.

Even if he did this for the poisonous dragon, in what form?

Could it be that the identity that is easy to be covered up has to be exposed, and it will not be able to make a big death?

If you have the opportunity in the future, you might as well go to the Great Wilderness Overseas for a while, as for the trust of the poisonous dragon, it depends on whether there is an opportunity to end it in another capacity.

The Dafa raft flew away quickly, and there were ten thousand golden lotuses faintly, separating the cold wind in the sky, but it was more comfortable than a carpet.

Wang Chong pinched the formula, meditated for a while, and just polished his true qi, he heard Han Yan say: "Not far ahead, there is the Great and Small Cold Mountain, and the Xuanshuang Cave is in it. Fly further, but only a thousand miles, it is the Tianyuan Cliff!"

Wang Chong lifted his spirits slightly and shouted, "Let's go to the Xuanshuang Cave first." ”

Han Yan pointed out the path, Wang Chong drove the Dafa raft, flew for more than half an hour, and saw a bottomless valley cave in a mountain col.

Although it is not yet the time when the Xuan Frost is cold, there is still endless cold, rushing straight into the nine skies, Rao is two people are still far apart, each has a spell to protect the body, and can also feel the piercing cold.

Wang Chong hurriedly pinched the magic trick and released the Bingling Sword, surrounded by red rainbows, which eliminated the chill.