Stepping into the forbidden range, Qiang Liang thought that this place was the Sage Cave, and he was still slandering the simplicity of the Sage Cave in his heart, but after entering, he realized that he was wrong. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this is not a saint's cave at all. When you enter the forbidden area, your eyes are open, and the landscape of this space seems to be quite similar to the situation in the purple gold bowl.

An eagle chirp came from the sky, calling Qiangliang's attention, and when he looked up, he saw a huge mountain eagle hovering in the air, and then swooping down towards a boulder. Qiang Liang's eyes suddenly tightened, just because he had already found the Tianlong tied to the boulder.

Qiang Liang hurriedly strode forward, who knew that the distance that seemed to be close was actually very far, and Qiang Liang's footsteps actually walked for half an hour before he came to Tianlong, and the mountain eagle had already taken off again at this time and flew into the sky.

The boy standing by the side once again sprinkled the unknown liquid on Tianlong's chest with a willow branch to help him recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Seeing that although Tianlong seemed to be suffering from the pecking of the eagle in the sun, it seemed to be fine, and Qiang Liang was relieved. As he watched the boy waving a willow branch, he poked his finger at the dragon's chest, which was rapidly recovering.

Seeing that it was the big shopkeeper, Tianlong smiled reluctantly, and then he was hurt by Qiang Liang's fingers poking at the wound, and let out a muffled snort.

Looking at Tianlong's embarrassed appearance, Qiang Liang poked Tianlong's chest and said with a smile: "How is it, monk?"

Tianlong let out a muffled snort again, and said a little speechlessly: "The big shopkeeper, do you think my Tianlong seems to be doing well?"

Qiang Liang shrugged, and then removed a piece of minced meat from Tianlong's chest with his hand, and said, "It's quite enjoyable to see how you look!" and then poked Tianlong's wound that was about to heal with his hand, Tianlong was really speechless, and another muffled snort came.

Seeing that Tianlong's wound was completely healed, Qiang Liang was very curious about the contents of the boy's bottle, and said in his heart: "It won't be Guanyin later, oh no, the mutton fat jade bottle in the hands of the Cihang Dao people, it is said that that thing can even save the fallen ginseng fruit tree!

Seeing Qiang Liang's hot expression, Tianlong naturally understood what the psychology of his shopkeeper was now, and explained helplessly: "That's Uncle Zhun Ti's baby, ordinary people can't enjoy it!" That means to remind Qiang Liang, don't fight the idea of the saint's baby, after all, Uncle Zhun Ti is not a generous saint, in case the blame for the big shopkeeper comes down, it will be worth the loss.

Qiang Liang naturally understood the kind reminder given by Tianlong, but he still didn't care and mocked: "Yes, yes, ordinary people can't enjoy it, only you, the great monk, have this blessing!" Then he raised his finger and pointed to the mountain eagle that was about to swoop down, and continued: "Not only can you enjoy it, but you can also enjoy it every day, all the time!"

Tianlong was suddenly stunned, and said in his heart: The big shopkeeper's tongue is still so powerful.

Looking at Tianlong, who had fully recovered as before, and then looking at the minced meat that had just been removed by himself, Qiang Liang was amazed, I don't know what treasure was in this bottle, and the recovery power was so powerful. He was about to ask Tianlong about one or two, but suddenly another eagle chirp came, and the huge mountain eagle swooped down again, pecking at Tianlong's chest.

Since Qiang Liang had already reached Tianlong's side, he didn't want him to suffer from this pecking blow again, so he directly waved his hand and hit Shanying's side face. The mountain eagle was suddenly beaten and rolled back into the air. Tianlong couldn't stop it when he wanted to open his mouth, so he had to sigh: "What's the trouble with this, the big shopkeeper." ”

Qiang Liang said: "Although I am not a powerful person, I also know that I can't let my relatives around me be wronged. ”

Tianlong said worriedly: "This is Uncle Zhun Ti's pet, if you treat it like this, I'm afraid it will bring you trouble!"

Qiang Liang said disdainfully: "People, you always have to persevere, if you retreat when you encounter danger, then what kind of person will you do, what kind of way to cultivate." What's the use of getting the Dao fruit? Why don't you go home and spend your days honestly plowing the fields, and live this life like the shrunken turtle? Wouldn't that be better?"

Tianlong knew that he couldn't persuade Qiangliang, so he stopped saying at the moment, but he was inexplicably moved in his heart.

Besides, this mountain eagle is cultivated by the sage's Dharma eye and Dharma body every day, although it has not practiced, it has reached the level of a heavenly immortal, if it has never been cultivated, it has already transformed at this time. As a saint's pet, how did he receive such treatment, and his anger suddenly rose from his heart, and he was actually inspired to be wild, and after an eagle chirp, he gave up the heavenly dragon and pecked at Qiangliang.

The boy showed a sneering expression, and he was contemptuous of Qiang Liang's words in his heart: "I really don't know whether to live or die, even the saint's family pet dares to do it, isn't this a great disrespect to the saint?" At the moment, he was secretly pinching the magic trick in his hand, ready to help the mountain eagle when necessary, and give this big treasurer in the mouth of the dragon a little color!

Qiang Liang was about to study the iron chain tied to Tianlong's body, but at this time, he was disturbed by the mountain eagle, and his heart was even more impatient. waved his hand again to drive away, but he didn't want this mountain eagle to be quite spiritual, so he dodged the past, and then pecked on Qiang Liang's arm. At the same time, the boy also struck a palm thunder and cooperated with the mountain eagle to strike at Qiangliang.

Under the pecking of the mountain eagle, Qiang Liang unconsciously tensed the muscles on his arm, only to hear the sound of "Bang", the eagle's beak seemed to peck at some hard substance, and the corner of the mouth was already shocked and oozing a wisp of blood.

The boy's palm thunder had also been sent out at this time, and it hit Qiang Liang's abdomen with a "stab" sound, and Qiang Liang kicked it in anger. Hearing only a "bang", the boy was kicked upside down and flew out, and a footprint-shaped pit fell into his chest.

It wasn't until the boy fell to the ground that the screams in his mouth came out, "Ah", it was really miserable, and then he poured the unknown treasure in the jade bottle in his hand into his chest with difficulty. Qiang Liang looked at the boy sinisterly, where was he willing to let him get his wish, and rushed over with an arrow, and had already snatched the jade bottle in his hand when the liquid was low. Then, as the boy watched, he put the dripping liquid back into the bottle. Then he put the jade bottle into his arms with a smug look.

The boy fainted in pain.

Then, Qiang Liang heard a voice sound: "Presumptuous! How can the land of saints be so rude!" The voice was magnificent, accompanied by a burst of golden light, and at the same time, the golden lotus surged from the ground, thinking that the Taoist with long hair dressed up as an old man appeared on top of the golden lotus, which was in line with the image of a quasi-mention saint in Qiang Liang's mind.

Tianlong hurriedly exclaimed: "Uncle Zhun Ti." "It's a little wake-up call for Qiang Liang.

Qiang Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally forced your old man out, otherwise I wouldn't have that American time to chat here. At the same time, he said: "The iron chain on this monk's body is really strong, I don't know what magic weapon it is." Otherwise, after secretly tearing it off, it will be enough to stun Tianlong and take it away, why do you need to provoke the saint again!"

As for whether the appearance of the saint at this time is happy or sad, but he doesn't care much, if the West wants to prosper, it can't do without the support of the protagonist of the flood famine, that is, the human race. And Qiang Liang is a good sage recognized by the human race, and he enjoys the existence of the luck of the human race!