3. Irritation

In a dark, damp dungeon.

It's no longer crowded.

Empty.

Cheerless.

Sitting on the black stone pier, looking at the cold young man next to him, Xiang Yang grinned, and took the initiative to say hello: "My name is Xiang Yang, what do you call Brother Dao?"

"Cold wind!"

Youth Cool Cool Road.

"It's also apt. Muttering in his heart, Xiang Yang asked curiously: "Why doesn't Brother Leng give in, aren't you really afraid of dying on the Duhua Platform?" In front of the Duhua Platform, there are nearly three hundred Taoists locked up in the dungeon, and now only Xiang Yang and Leng Feng are left, which is not cruel.

"I don't like baldness. Leng Feng's answer made Xiang Yang speechless for a while.

Such a powerful reason made Xiang Yang speechless.

For the cold wind, Xiang Yang admires it very much, and the cold wind is not protected by Hetu Luoshu.

In other words, he can resist three crossings, and the only one who can rely on the cold wind is himself.

It's amazing.

The two chatted one by one.

Of course, Xiang Yang has always been asking.

It turned out that Leng Feng was a head catcher, and he accidentally searched a Taoist cultivation book from a thief, and embarked on the path of cultivation in a daze.

I encountered a zombie during a mission, and in order to save my life, I used a talisman prepared earlier.

At this time, he was targeted by the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and he chased after him and caught him.

"Demon!" After listening to Leng Feng's experience, Xiang Yang was dumbfounded.

Follow the memory of the predecessor.

The cultivation of Taoism in the Demon Suppression Realm is divided into nine realms before becoming immortals: forging the body, Yun Shen, Dharma realm, and night travel.

The cultivation of mortal martial artists is divided into: body refining, internal qi, and innate, and innate is the limit that mortals can reach. Once you enter the Tao with martial arts and achieve night travel to the human realm, it no longer belongs to the category of martial artists.

However, how difficult it is to enter the road with martial arts, except for the legendary characters, it is really difficult to come up with one in a thousand years.

In order to practice Taoist exercises, Leng Feng actually chose to scatter the exercises, and at the age of twenty, he opened up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and achieved the consummation of the gods.

This cultivation speed, this comprehension ability, is simply ......

You must know that although the Taoist Yun Shen Realm and the martial artist's Inner Qi Realm both open up the twelve righteous meridians and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in the human body, the difference is still very large.

Taoist cultivation pays attention to self-cultivation from the beginning of body forging, and in the Yunshen Realm, it is mainly based on cultivating the soul, so the aggressiveness of internal qi is very poor.

Martial artists are different, they pursue power from the beginning of refining the body, but in fact, they start from harming the body, and after entering the internal qi realm, they obtain the improvement of internal qi at the cost of damaging the internal organs, so most martial artists do not live as long as Taoist people.

Looking at the cold wind who was concentrating on boxing, Xiang Yang shook his head and sighed in his heart: "It's a pity, it's a pity!"

If the Dao Gate did not decay, even the four holy places of the Dao Gate would rush to collect the cold wind to enter.

Soon, Xiang Yang laughed at himself again: "Xiang Yang! Xiang Yang, what qualifications do you have to pity others? You yourself are still in prison, let's save your own life first!"

"What should I do?" Xiang Yang worried.

The predecessor has good qualifications, and his cultivation is also diligent, and he also has the cultivation of consummation.

Not to mention that cultivation has been banned, the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple alone are not easy to get along with.

According to Xiang Yang's estimate, there are no less than 100 monks who have opened two senses to him.

Not to mention that the abbot is empty and the first is dusty, but they are all strong people who have opened the three senses (equivalent to the Dharma realm monks).

Escape from prison?

No one answered, relying on the sun and cold wind alone, purely looking for death.

Stepping on, just when Xiang Yang didn't know what to do, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the empty dungeon. Then I saw a monk in a gray monk's robe appear at the entrance of the dungeon, holding a dark red food box in his hand, handsome, it was actually Zhao Xingqiang.

With a roll of his eyes, Xiang Yang had an idea.

At this time, Zhao Xingqiang also stopped outside the wooden fence, stared at Xiang Yang, and jokingly said: "Li Ze, is it comfortable to live in the dungeon?"

Glancing at Zhao Xingqiang, Xiang Yang said lightly: "Don't you even shout a word of senior brother?"

didn't see Xiang Yang's decadence as he wished, Zhao Xingqiang was a little annoyed and roared angrily: "Shut up, I don't have you as a senior brother, I wasn't it before, and it's not even more so now." ”

Saying that, Zhao Xingqiang said triumphantly: "I am now a monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and my Dharma name is Yunneng." ”

"Are you worthy of Master's cultivation?" Xiang Yang's tone was still flat.

"Haha, cultivation? is it your cultivation, right?" Zhao Xingqiang was obviously stimulated, and after raising his head and laughing a few times, he looked at Xiang Yang condescendingly, and said with a look of resentment: "From childhood to adulthood, whether it is the exercises or the elixir, the old thing has hidden a hand from me, but I am only teaching you, do you really think I don't know?"

"If that's not the case, how can you break through to the perfection of the Yunshen at the age of eighteen? And I? I'm only one year younger than you, and now I only have the cultivation of the early stage of the Yunshen, is it fair to me?"

"Since that old thing is unkind, why do I still treat him as a master?" These words are estimated to have been held back for a long time, and the more Zhao Xingqiang spoke, the more resentful he became, and he almost gritted his teeth.

"You've finally spoken your heart. Xiang Yang sighed.

Standing up slowly, looking at Zhao Xingqiang at eye level, Xiang Yang continued: "You have a bad heart, it's not that Master doesn't know, it's just that you are reluctant to give up the child you have raised since childhood, why don't you understand?

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Zhao Xingqiang roared, his face hideous.

In the face of Zhao Xingqiang, who was in a state of emotional collapse, Xiang Yang did not shut up, but was aggressive, and said word by word: "If I shut up, can you really feel at ease? Master died at the hands of the monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and now you are worshipping under the door of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, where is the enemy? Are you still worthy of being a person? Aren't you afraid of nightmares at night?"

"Ahh Zhao Xingqiang suddenly roared and took out a talisman from his arms.

The size of a palm, the surface is painted with red cinnabar with intricate lines.

Ground Thorn, a first-order spell that can summon an earth thorn to attack the enemy, is weak.

Of course, Xiang Yang understands that even a weak spell is enough to be fatal to the human body.

"Do you dare?" Xiang Yang sneered.

"Bastard, why don't I dare?" Zhao Xingqiang was completely carried away by the anger, and as Xiang Yang expected, he began to inject internal qi into the talisman regardless of it, preparing to stimulate the earth stabbing technique.

And Xiang Yang stood in front of Zhao Xingqiang, without the slightest intention of dodging, just looking at Zhao Xingqiang coldly.

Let the lines on the talisman begin to glow, and let the free earth elements in the air begin to converge, as if he was not worried that the earth thorn technique would hurt him at all.

Sure enough, just as the talisman was about to be activated, footsteps sounded again at the entrance to the dungeon.

"Yun Neng, no, do you want to be punished by Uncle Chenzhi?"

As if pouring a basin of cold water on his head, Zhao Xingqiang instantly calmed down and subconsciously terminated the input of internal qi. And without follow-up maintenance, the talisman that was supposed to be activated slowly dimmed again.

It was a young novice who came in, Xiang Yang recognized him, and it was this novice who was delivering food some time ago.

"Senior Brother Yunhua, I'm ......" Zhao Xingqiang was a little overwhelmed.

Shami shook his head and said, "Okay, you go out first!"

Zhao Xingqiang lowered his eyebrows and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Yunhua." ”

After speaking, Zhao Xingqiang quickly lowered his head, and took the opportunity to whisper gloomily: "Li Ze, don't be complacent, after a while, you will be sent to Huanxi Sect, it is a place where life is better than death, hehe!"

After dropping a sentence, Zhao Xingqiang didn't dare to stay any longer, and left the dungeon quickly.

But I didn't see the thoughtfulness of the sun behind me.