Chapter 233: Blossom Fall
"Wait for me here, go and go back. ”
After explaining to Yunxiu softly, Tang Luo's figure dissipated, and the person flashed again on the stage of He Shoufeng, dressed in the wind, and looking into the distance with his hands behind his back.
There are cyan lotus leaves in the wind, and after a touch of green dots flashed several times, they have bloomed on He Shoufeng.
The glowing green of the emerald lotus leaves, and the dark green evil eyes of Jiang Fushen looked at the man on the stage, slightly distracted.
Natural, complete.
Only the king who has really walked the other side knows how difficult that road is.
Wanting to make one's past complete is never something that can be achieved by hard work alone, and many people can only leave something behind in the process of moving towards the other side.
Or some innate emotion, or some unforgettable memory, or a hobby and lust...
The Buddha country called this the cutting industry, the Imperial Beast Sect called this the drive ape and the horse, the divine court called this the life and death pass, and the swordsman of the Xu family was the most chic, saying that he wielded the sword to break the love.
There was once a great power of Wusheng Mountain to do research on the other side, the road on the other side of the shore is short for those who are shallow, and the road on the other side is long for those who are deep.
Many amazing martial arts masters have spent their entire lives trying to complete the other side of the road, and finally their longevity is exhausted, and their hatred fades.
After there were many examples of failure, many great masters would make trade-offs before traveling, giving up certain lusts so that the other side of the road would be shorter.
And shortcuts always have a price, which through the "cutting karma" to complete the other side of the king's martial arts, there will be a certain degree of unperfection or unnaturalness, this kind of thing in the lower realm can not be seen, but the same realm can faintly feel.
Therefore, how to hide or even make up for this imperfection has become one of the important lessons of the royal realm.
It took Jiang Lingling a full hundred years to make up for the emotions she gave up when she was on the road, so that the royal body was perfect.
In his imagination, Tang Luo must have made great sacrifices to achieve the title of king at such a young age, but he didn't expect that the other party's royal body would have such an extent.
"It's in its prime, which is really the envy of the old man. ”
Jiang Fushen's expression was complicated and he exclaimed.
"The seniors fight for their lives with the sky, which is really admired by the younger generations. ”
In Tang Luo's eyes, the old man in front of him exuded a surging vitality, even if he was constrained by some kind of rule, these life energy were constantly flowing.
If this state occurs to a martial artist, it is usually called "spiritual fading", also known as the death phase or the five decays of heaven and man.
But the king in front of him didn't know what method he used, but he reversed this state, and the vitality of life displayed at this time was even more passionate than that of the king beast, like a raging flame.
However, the interior of its royal body is as tranquil as a deep valley and pool, and the spiritual power that has been assimilated with the life energy is guiding these surging forces to build some kind of complex circulation system in the royal body.
This circulatory system allows the king in front of you to borrow life energy to substitute for everything, in short, before the life energy is not exhausted, you can see the person in front of you as some kind of immortal existence.
And to consume all the life energy in the body of the king in front of him, Tang Luo looked at the dazzling green light in the body of the person in front of him, and the energy overflow like a fading state...
It is no wonder that the Medicine God Sect has not had a new king for a hundred years, and it has not opened the court to recruit disciples, and there is such an old guy sitting in the mountains, which is indeed a bit stable as Mount Tai.
According to the current situation, if there are another thirty or fifty years, it is not unusual for the other party to win the Holy Realm.
Sure enough, none of these kings in the sect who have lived for three or four hundred years are simple.
Although it was the first time they met, the two kings gave each other a very high evaluation in their hearts, and this recognition made the two give up a lot of unnecessary temptations in the next conversation.
"Tianlong is the most outstanding descendant of Yi Qi's lineage, and the most promising disciple of the Medicine God Sect in this generation to step out of the other side, to damage his Dao heart, a road to seal the king, is not enough. ”
If a disciple of the Divine Sect could hear what Jiang Fu said at this time, the good feelings in his heart would definitely be shattered all over the ground.
But Tang Luo was not surprised at all, if the martial artists at each stage had an important trait, then the biggest common denominator of kings was selfishness.
In the eyes of every human king, Xihe is a first-person world, and in this kind of self-filling world, they will do what they can to achieve their goals efficiently and concisely.
Willingness to talk means that the other party recognizes his realm, because as long as he shows some flaws, the king in front of him who is surging with life energy will choose to do it directly, rather than bargaining.
In this regard, Tang Luo was very happy, but he was also very unhappy.
Jiang Fushen is undoubtedly a person with vision and realm, and he adjusted his strategy just by relying on his perfect and leakless royal body.
But it's a pity that his eyesight and realm are not enough, or the realm and ability he has shown are not enough to make the king in front of him awe, so he feels that this matter still needs to be discussed, and it is said that both parties can accept it.
Honestly, it's a bit of a pity.
Tang Luo sighed and replied, "The conditions are sufficient, because this road to sealing the king may be the supreme road in the martial arts world within a hundred and ten years. ”
"Supreme?"
The green marks like flowers and leaves between Jiang Fushen's eyebrows were bright: "The old man wants to see the goods." ”
"Reasonable. ”
Tang Luo smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up the flowers, and a gorgeous peony in the mountains was cut off from the shrub and flew to his fingers in the wind.
On the pink and white petals of the three leaves, there are dewdrops condensed in the morning, a little bit of shyness hidden between the petals, and the pale yellow core is softly curled together, which is as beautiful as spring.
"The younger generation wants to bet with the seniors on the time when a flower falls. ”
Jiang Lingling glanced at the peony between Tang Luo's fingers, and asked calmly, "How to gamble." ”
"The flowers are still beautiful, but they will soon wither. ”
Tang Luo, who was twisting the flowers, said lightly to Jiang Poria: "The younger generation thinks that this peony will have scattered petals within two days, and the letter will wither and yellow, and it will die completely." ”
"Really?"
Jiang Fushen smiled: "The old man thinks that this mountain peony is extraordinary, and it can bloom to the fullest!"
"So, let's see if the seniors are clever or the juniors are right. ”
Tang Luo let go of his hand gently, and the flowers in his pink and white eyes floated quietly in the middle of the sight of the two kings.
The two kings met and gambled on the time when a flower fell, in the eyes of Jiang Fushen, this was the victory sent to the door by this kid who didn't know the height of the sky.
If the other party competes in combat power, even if it is in terms of endurance, in front of the Taiqing Divine Pupil, Jiang Fushen may not be sure of victory, but it is the part that he is best at.
The king in the name of Baicao Xianjun has manipulated flowers and trees for fun in this life, and a thought of flowers blooming and falling flowers is the foundation of the royal road, how can there be a reason for failure.