Chapter Twenty-Eight: Arriving at Buzhou Mountain
Over Tai'an City, a long-distance flying boat engraved with the word tiger and wolf is rapidly passing through the sea of clouds, pointing to the north.
A tall, one-armed man was in the bow of the boat, and the remaining hand was a little unclear.
I used to be able to hold a gun, but now I can only hold a fist.
With one sleeve fluttering in the wind, he was a little irritable, but more worried.
I don't know how difficult and dangerous this trip is to help Longwu Kingdom, after all, there are many people, and nothing will go wrong in a short time.
But before that Buzhou Mountain, there was only that old man.
According to what he said, in addition to the swarthy dragon that spits thunder light, there are also several great demons equivalent to the Nine Realms.
If the other party really has the heart to raze that academy in one fell swoop, and the old man insists on it, it is not nine deaths and one life, but ten deaths and no life!
On the top of the towering Buzhou Mountain, which rises thousands of feet above the ground, the man in black with a picturesque face and wisps of evil in his eyes supported his jaw with his hands, squinted and dozed.
The charming woman named Jiuniang, who was actually a nine-tailed demon, squatted sideways behind the man, stretched out her soft fist and gently hit the man's back.
She crawled in front of the man's ear and said with a smile: "Lei Xiao, we really want to survive with this old guy, since you are no longer injured, why don't we just uproot it and tear down the academy together." ”
The man in black opened his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "What if there is a case, now the two sides are in one place, if it is really like last time, it is almost seriously injured by a thing like a pig and dog, and then hold back for a few months or years, and wait until the Xingshen Kingdom breaks through the Longwu Kingdom, even if there is that old-timer behind us, it will be difficult to make a big deal." ”
Behind the man, a white-faced boy shook the folding fan in his hand, looked at the word Merry on it, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "If that old guy dies, can you let me eat him." ”
Another tall man with a burly figure and a full beard laughed and said, "White face, your snake gall has become a bear's heart and a leopard's gall? ”
The white-faced Xiaosheng covered his face with a fan and said with a gloomy smile: "I still want to eat beef soup, are you willing to do it." ”
"Enough!"
When the two were tense, the man in black shouted angrily, and then smiled: "What's the hurry, not only will there be food in the future, but also only those talented young people." ”
The white-faced Xiaosheng suddenly smiled: "This dare is good, I can't forget that taste for a long time." ”
Hundreds of miles away from Buzhou Mountain, a tall man with an iron sword on his back, a short old man with a chicken nest and a small gray donkey walked across the mountain, whether it was rivers or undulating mountains, they were all at the feet of the two like a step away, and even the donkey could step thousands of meters with a flick of his hooves.
The short old man stopped his pace in the air, and said with a hippie smile: "Why don't you think about it in the long run, if you really lead to that evil turtle, you can't afford the consequences." ”
The man became angry when he heard this, and said angrily directly: "It's okay, this way is not a stay, only the wine money, what's the matter, it also costs a hundred and eighty taels of silver, take it out and you will leave." ”
The old man patted his head and complained, "You are really a thief ship, old man..."
"Alas. ”
He clasped his hands together and whispered: "God wants to bless the little old man and my peace, although I am not old at the top and no young at the bottom, but I am not small anymore." ”
The tall man grinned and stepped out of the 10,000-meter courtyard, like a Changhong falling and stopping in the courtyard.
The white-haired old man who closed his eyes and breathed pranayama and kept patting his palms with a ring ruler finally felt some joy when he saw the comer.
Ding Qiu pointed behind him and said with a smile: "I invited the donkey rider, just behind." ”
Kong Xin'an looked at a dirty old man and a little gray donkey slowly falling behind him, got up and bent down and said: Kong Xin'an has seen his predecessors. ”
The short old man didn't respond, and after showing a little approval, he asked: "You got the old man's words, but how many percent of your skills have been learned, back then, that old guy could make the liver and gallbladder of the little demon in the six realms and seven realms shatter just by speaking, how much can you do?"
Kong Xin'an shook his head and did not speak.
The short old man sighed a few times, and sighed: "Then this matter will be difficult to do, if we can't completely eradicate these people in a stick of incense, I'm afraid there will be a change, and if we really recruit that old guy, you and I will be in trouble." ”
Ding Qiu held back the fire in his belly, and said angrily: "You have come to this realm, are you still afraid of a certain big demon?"
The short old man shook his head, pointed to the top of his head and said to the sky, " Many things are true, whether it is a practitioner or a Confucian scholar is also a person who practices fists and feet, as long as he reaches the extreme of the realm, he can soar like a fairyland, if the realm reaches the point of forcibly not entering the cultivation, it will fall every day, but there is another kind of person who is enough in the realm, but only crossed half the threshold and was beaten down by Tianwei, although there is no road to becoming an immortal in the future, but whether it is cultivation or heritage, it is more than a step higher than the ordinary ten realms, and there is such an existence standing behind that Jiaolong, you say thorns are not tricky?
It was also the first time for Ding Qiu to hear such astonishing information, and he was speechless for a moment.
Kong Xin'an asked, "Then our Chongyang Kingdom also has such monks?"
The short old man showed some melancholy, recalled the past and said: "Except for the ancestor who has already ascended to the immortal realm and created the three cultivation paths, no one in this world can meet the requirements of ascension in a thousand years, and how can anyone who fail, although he does not want to admit it, the people who can steadily suppress the big demon in this world will definitely not exceed the number of hands, and all of them are not in Chongyang Kingdom, if it really breaks out, the consequences are unimaginable." ”
The two of them were silent for a moment, and the short old man broke the silence and said again: "The only thing I don't know now is whether the dragon can attract the one behind him, and as far as I know, in fact, those old guys should have some restraints, and they can't shoot casually, otherwise they will reduce their lifespan for no reason, of course, I have heard others say it, and I don't know much about it."
Ding Qiu just poured wine when he raised his head, feeling a little aggrieved.
Kong Xin'an inserted the ring ruler back into his waist and asked, "Do you want to try it?"
The short old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Small test or big test?"
Ding Qiu roared directly: "Of course, I will fight first, no matter who is standing behind his mother, since I have come to this Chongyang country, of course the dragon has to be coiled, the tiger has to lie down, and I have to kowtow when I see my grandfather." ”
The short old man said no more, turned around and pressed one hand on the little gray donkey, and suddenly the light scattered in all directions.
The gray-haired little donkey instantly turned into a silver hexagonal compass, and the four south, south, and northwest respectively suppressed a jade bead, and its potential could determine the mountains and rivers.
The short old man held the compass in his hand, stepped out with his head held high, and without a trace of decadence, he stepped on thousands of mountains with one foot in a domineering attitude, the mountains and rivers shook, and the compass was thrown into the air with one hand.
The dark clouds were pressed down on the sea of clouds for a long time, and the silver compass emitted tens of thousands of golden pillars of light, and under the spiral, a golden light curtain covering dozens of miles suddenly rose, and the golden runes on it were lined up, and thunder shook out.
He stared at the big demons of Buzhou Mountain, took out the clean big white bowl from his waist, and did not make a move, but said loudly behind him: "I will help you press the formation, whether it is a big test or a small test within a stick of incense!"