Chapter 203 Xiao Feng, the Northern Heavenly King (ask for subscription)

What does a real dragon look like?

The length of the dragon's scales. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Its shape has nine resemblances: the head is like a cow, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like a shrimp, the ears are like an elephant, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a snake, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like a phoenix, and the palm is like a tiger.

There are eighty-one scales on the back, with ninety-nine yang numbers. Its sound is like a copper plate. There is a beard next to the mouth, a pearl under the chin, and an inverted scale under the throat. There is Boshan on the head, also known as the ruler wood, and the dragon cannot ascend to heaven without the ruler wood. It can turn into water and fire.

It can be dark and bright, it can be small and huge, it can be short and long, it can ascend to the sky at the spring equinox, and it can dive into the abyss at the autumn equinox.

But these descriptions are very one-sided, describing the real dragon in terms of appearance and form.

At this moment, the ancient legend knows what a real dragon is.

It's like the most powerful, terrifying, majestic, invincible creature in your fantasy world, the ultimate in all fantasies, the end of all fears and adorations.

This is the real dragon.

The stone dragon carved his eyes and turned into a real dragon.

And in front of this true dragon, even the Tianjiao of the Kyushu Chaos Domain had to bow his proud head.

The stone dragon looked at the ancient legend of the man, of course, it is no longer a stone dragon, its body is shining with golden scales, each scale has extremely profound lines, as if drawing the most profound truth in the world.

With a wave of the dragon's claws, a cloud of qi wrapped the ancient legend. Then it grabbed this cloud of qi wrapped in the ancient legend, and without looking at the other people playing the same, it directly tore the space with the dragon claw, and led the ancient legend towards the deepest part of the dragon beast world.

At the other end of the space, there is a low hillside with a small wooden house in front of it.

In front of the wooden house, a big man with a tired body, a sloppy beard, and sloppy clothes was chopping wood with his hands, and he seemed to use all his strength every time.

Gu Chuanxia didn't feel anything unusual at first glance, but when he looked closely, he was shocked.

There will never be two identical leaves in the world, but in front of the eyes of the ancient legend, the big man chopped the wood with his hands. Not only that, but the wood he chopped out was all exactly the same, from the grain to the material to the weight and even the smell it emitted, it was all so in tune, there was no difference.

He pulled out the wood from beside him, but there was nothing beside him, it was as if he had conjured it out of nothingness.

The real dragon grabbed the ancient legend, flew into the low hillside, and then entrenched himself on the hillside, lazily buried his head in his huge body, yawned loudly, and his voice was like thunder.

Syllable!

Another sound of a piece of wood being split in half.

Gu Chuanxia stood beside Dahan like this, watching him chop wood.

He could feel that the whole process of taking wood, splitting wood, and then putting it down was full of mysteries, and if he could realize the slightest bit of it, he would definitely benefit immensely. But he couldn't see anything. Even if he is in the clouds, even if he is fully open.

If you can't read it, you can't understand it.

The gap between this, just like you have to explain what a computer is with an ancient ancient person who was still using an abacus, which involves too many aspects of three-dimensional knowledge, and it is a whole. If the whole is not improved, the partial explanation will only fall into deeper confusion and chaos.

Finally, the big man chopped enough firewood and moved them to the firewood room of the hut to put them down, and then his eyes shifted to the ancient legend.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, a square face with Chinese characters, but the whole face is covered by a thick beard, but it is not very clear. Only those eyes are bright and penetrating, but they seem to hide all the secrets and frosts of the world.

"Gu Chuanxia meets the Northern Heavenly King!" Gu Chuanxia knelt down! Unlike the last time he knelt down to Yue Buqun, this time he was sincere. This is the idol of his two lives, and this worship is deserved.

Xiao Feng accepted his worship, as if he also knew what he thought in his heart, and he should be.

"Although it was a trick, it was also a skill to be able to unlock my seal on Ah Qi. Xiao Feng said, his voice should have been loud, but he was already tired.

But why is he tired? Is it just chopping wood?

Gu Chuanxia took out the Seven Treasure Ring, and then said: "Senior, this is the old man of the Drum Mountain who asked me to send it, I hope you can save the Northern Song Dynasty rivers and lakes from a bloody storm." ”

Xiao Feng beckoned, and the ring flew into Xiao Feng's hand.

He rubbed the ring carefully, and then said, "I know his thoughts! He can give this ring to me, I really have to admit it." I asked Xiao Li to find this ring, but I didn't expect it to be in my hand as soon as it changed hands. ”

Gu Chuanxia was stunned, although he knew that the matter of sending the ring was not so simple, but there was obviously something in it that he didn't know.

It's not that the ancient legend is not smart, but that the old man who calculates his mind too accurately. That kneeling made him misjudge the situation faced by Drum Mountain, and it was also that kneeling that made Gu Chuanxia have to take over this errand.

Now after listening to what Xiao Feng said, Gu Chuanxia faintly guessed a few points.

"It's just that the head of the Loose Sect is not dead, even if he is anxious to be the head, it is impossible. Xiao Feng shook his head and said.

"Xuzhu's predecessors are not dead?" "The last head of the Carefree Sect is not Xuzhu.

Xiao Feng said: "Have you seen the relics left by the second brother in the Ten Thousand Immortals Tomb! Now you can be regarded as inheriting part of his cause and effect, and I am afraid that there will still be some entanglements in the future. But... This time I chose you, and I also have something for you to help, and if it succeeds, your business will naturally be my business. ”

If a big hero like Xiao Feng can say such a slightly philistine language, then this matter must be extremely important to him. It was so important that he even gave up his principles a little.

"You saw my palm just now, how do you feel?" Xiao Feng changed his words and asked.

Gu Chuanxia thought for a while and said: "I can't understand it, I just feel inexplicable, as if it was made out of nothing." ”

Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "Nothing and existence are the core and most profound secrets in this world, even I can't touch them. I slapped it through, it's just time. My palm kept jumping between two different periods of time, and then repeatedly chopping the same piece of wood, while repeatedly changing the cause and effect of the two periods, provoking the fluctuations of time, and then feeling it. ”

"This is the method I have created in my retreat for nearly a thousand years. I call it the Backlight Palm, how about it? Do you want to learn?" Xiao Feng looked at Gu Chuanxia with expectation and apology in his eyes.

Gu Chuanxia saw this apology, but he did not hesitate. Such a supreme martial art that directly points to the Avenue of Time, even surpasses the ordinary martial arts, if he doesn't learn it, he will definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"I'll learn!"

"Okay!I'll teach you!" Xiao Feng said decisively.

"From now on, you will chop wood with me every day, and I will help you get wood, and you just have to split them. Xiao Feng nodded and said to Gu Chuanxia.

(To be continued.) )