(Fifteen moons and sixteen rounds, the Southern Dynasty wishes all readers and book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Okay, in fact, it was updated too late last night, and there was no typing, so I had to make up for one today...... ）

The hatch of the cabin where the Easy Fudao was located was smashed and torn apart, and the inside was even more of a mess, broken and in disarray, with large black marks, as if a fire had just occurred, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Taoist priest's body was similar to this cabin, and his originally stylish Taoist robe had long been messy and tattered, his hair was spread out, his face was black, and his body was actually exuding a burning smell.

Chen Sanlang couldn't help but be startled when he saw this, and the unhappiness in his heart was already forgotten, and he asked with concern: "Daoist, what kind of fame are you doing, how can you be like being struck by lightning." ”

With a grin, a turbid breath actually erupted from his mouth, his face was a little distorted, obviously in severe pain, and he couldn't say a word.

Chen Sanlang looked at the cabin that was bombed, it really seemed to be hit by a huge thunderbolt, could it be that the free rich road was about to cross the catastrophe and soar, and it caused thunder, so it was bombarded on the outside and tender on the inside?

After gasping for a while, Xiaoyao was finally able to speak, and burst into a rough sentence: "His grandmother's, who has practiced thunder for twenty years, was smashed by thunder today." ”

Listening to his voice, it should be fine, so Chen Sanlang asked Zhou Fencao and the others to disperse, and stayed alone to ask why.

It turns out that these days, Xiaoyao Fudao has been smelting a powerful talisman in retreat, called: Thunder Talisman!

This talisman is very powerful, once practiced, it is a Lingtong-level magic weapon, which is many times better than the palm thunder and thunder fire talismans.

Xiaoyao Fudao has always felt that the killer weapon in his hand is insufficient, so he has painstakingly practiced this thunder talisman. Unexpectedly, when he was practicing at the critical point today, the unfinished spell actually exploded, almost killing him.

What a shameful thing this is, Zhou Fencao and others were here just now, and it was difficult to hold back a sentence in a daze. You must know that in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a master, and he can be called a land immortal, if this matter spreads, will he still have a face?

Fortunately, except for Chen Sanlang and a few other people, everyone else didn't know what was going on, and they finally managed to save some face.

Although Xiaoyao is not young, he cares much more about face than those old guys, and his mantra has always been: the head can be broken, and the face cannot be broken!

After listening to it, Chen Sanlang didn't think there was any fuss, and there was a certain risk in refining weapons, whether it was drawing talismans or making utensils, which would lead to failure. But then again, it is relatively rare to practice refining weapons that almost wiped out themselves.

This has to start with the way of refining freely, his charms, nine times out of ten, are related to thunder, the vitality is violent, like explosives, and the danger factor is of course much higher.

escaped a catastrophe, Xiaoyao did not have any consciousness of immortality, he only felt that his heart was like a knife, and this failure meant that many of the precious materials he had worked so hard to accumulate were in vain. Several of these materials are unique, and if they are gone, they are gone, and they have to be re-searched to make up for them, but I don't know how much time and energy it will take.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyao was a little disheartened, sighed, and said faintly: "Could it be that in this life, Ben Dao is destined to be only a small viewer and a mediocre life?"

Chen Sanlang smiled and said: "Isn't that your ideal? Build a Taoist temple, have three or five acres of land, and marry a ******, leisurely and happy......

Xiaoyao rolled his eyes: "So you are vulgar, but you are also a monk, why are you so superficial." ”

Chen Sanlang said angrily: "This is all your own words." ”

Besides, at this time, at that time, people's minds will always change in due course. ”

As the saying goes: monks don't talk about it. But this is not suitable for Xiaoyao at all, this guy is sometimes more scoundrel than a scoundrel.

Chen Sanlang said frankly: "Since you have such high requirements, why do you still follow me? The sky and the earth are big, and there must be a hole in the heavens and blessed land." ”

Xiaoyao's expression was rare and serious: "Scholar, do you remember that I once said that when I went down the mountain, I was also instructed by my teacher." ”

Of course, Chen Sanlang remembered and asked: "Because of this, you should run away and go somewhere else." ”

"The master once said that the world will be chaotic, and in the troubled times, there will be hidden dragons. If you follow it, you will be able to do the great things of the Dragon Court, and you will have great luck, and the sect will be prosperous!"

Chen Sanlang listened quietly, in fact, he has always been skeptical of these theories of luck, but these doctrines are extremely important in the Taoist sect, they are named the guideline, believed in and firmly implemented, and with the inheritance and perfection of thousands of years, they have long become a set of strict classics.

He doesn't fully believe it, but he doesn't deny it completely, this world is different, there are land immortals, there are demons and monsters, beyond common sense, so luck exists, and it is also reasonable.

After thinking about it, he said, "Isn't it, the master asked you to find the hidden dragon and the dragon court, but what do you always follow me for?"

Xiaoyao Fudao suddenly stared at him with hooked eyes, and his eyes were quite penetrating.

Chen Sanlang inexplicably felt a tightness somewhere, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The Taoist priest asked: "Scholar, you read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, so who do you say will be the hidden dragon?"

Chen Sanlang groaned: "Shi Pojun?"

Shi Pojun was the first to start an incident, the barbarian army was hundreds of thousands, mighty, and occupied Yongzhou without much effort.

He said with contempt: A barbarian, who makes a dowry for others in vain, is not worthy of being a dragon. ”

"That Yuan family father and son?"

"Yuan Wenchang has a heroic posture and dominates one side, I originally thought that the Yuan family would have dragon vein luck. ”

It's rare to peel off your heart and speak bluntly. When he came to Nanyang Mansion, he already had some intention of defecting to the Yuan family. However, at that time, Yuan Wenchang was able to do countless people, and Yuan Geshu was also controlled by Zhengyang, and if Xiaoyao Fudao came to the door, with his age and cultivation, he would be able to be a diner.

"I thought so?"

"Yes, because I met you, and I know that the dragon girl chose you!"

With an astonishing word, Chen Sanlang looked at him: "You don't think I will be that hidden dragon." ”

Xiaoyao laughed: "The so-called hidden dragon is just a vague statement, the world is big, there are disturbances, the situation is ever-changing, and who can deduce it clearly? You and I meet, it is fate, I want to come and go, I will have a good relationship with you, in this case, why bother to find another person? Even if it doesn't work, I don't even have a sect, what am I afraid of; but as long as it can be done, tsk, this way can make a lot of money, glorify the ancestors, and Laoshan will be brilliant again. No matter how you calculate it, this transaction is not a loss. ”

Chen Sanlang couldn't cry or laugh, but he had to admit that what he said was reasonable.

At this time, the boat somehow suddenly bumped, the amplitude was very large, Chen Sanlang stood unsteadily, almost fell, but fortunately grabbed the plank of the side cabin in time to stabilize.

What happened?

Bang!

There was a sound of thunder exploding in the clouds, as if it were ringing in the ears, and it shook the people and made people hum.

Isn't it, could it be that the Storm Talisman was refined freely, and even the Heavenly Curse was provoked?

Xiaoyao Fudao sniffed, wiped his face, and suddenly turned into a flower-faced cat, and said in a lost voice: "There is a demon! It's a big demon! It's coming at us!" (To be continued.) )