It turned out that just as Xingyan gathered his mind and entered the supreme Taihua realm of inaction, he was horrified to find that the Taihua flowing water that was originally vast and vigorous in his body was now completely gone, and there was no trace of it!

This surprise is not trivial!

I didn't feel how this matter was in the past, but today I found that I had lost all my skills when I was in such a hurry, how to prevent Xingyan from sweating like rain and not possessing my soul!

"It's good if it's gone!"

But there are people who have a different opinion. At this time, Lingyi had already gone out to help Xingyan listen to the news in the army, and only Qiong Wei was accompanying her in the lotus tent; listening to the shocked young man stammering to explain the reason, she didn't care at all, and comforted from the bottom of her heart: "It doesn't matter if you wake up to your brother! Anyway, Qiong Wei is fighting very well now, and whoever your brother wants to fight in the future, Qiong Wei will help you fight!"

“...... Thank you. ”

Listening to the sweet words of the little girl, and watching her pat her chest and reassure, Xingyan was a little unhappy, and she was weak to reply. After thinking about it again, in front of such an innocent little girl, it was not appropriate to look like a mourning examiner, so Xingyan still tried to squeeze out a smile when he was in mourning, and echoed Xiao Qiongwei's words just now: "Alas...... yes, it's good if the power is gone. Anyway, my brother is still young, so he can learn other Taoist techniques in the future...... Huh?!"

Zhengqiang smiled and talked to Qiong Wei, but Xingyan was suddenly startled for no reason, and thought in his heart: "What's the matter?! Why do you always feel that you heard something very important just now?"

As if a ghost had sent a god, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and the unhappy young man seemed to have suddenly gone crazy, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist of the little girl in front of him, and shouted: "Qiong Wei, my good sister!

"Whew!"

Xiao Qiongwei was really caught off guard at this time, and her little hands were suddenly clenched and hurt, but although her little hands hurt, when she thought that her brother was sad, she couldn't cry out in pain, so she had to scream in a low voice, and she began to repeat every sentence she had just said to Xingyan, until this sentence: "It's good if it's gone!"

As soon as these words came out, the young man immediately froze as if he had been struck by lightning, and was stunned for a while before he seemed to come to his senses, and kept repeating: "It's good if it's gone, it's good if it's gone!"

Like a ghost possessing a god, this simple sentence has been repeated almost twenty or thirty times in the awakening mouth. It wasn't until the end that the young man who couldn't stop muttering came to his senses, and he was overjoyed, shaking the girl's little hand and shouting: "Qiong Wei, brother is stupid, brother is stupid! Read the Tao Te Ching hundreds of times in vain!"

"Nothing is there, there is nothing; when there is no house, it can be lived; if the rock wall is not empty, how can it be used as a house?"

At this time, this energetic sigh was only an expression of the young man's extreme joy: "Foolish!

"Yes, yes!"

Seeing that her brother suddenly opened her face, the little sister had long forgotten the pain in her hands, and she didn't care whether she could understand it or not, so she just echoed happily: "Yes brother!

Looking at her appearance, it seems that she is happier than herself. At this time, the overjoyed young man also realized that he was out of shape, and quickly let go of the little girl's hand, and did not forget to stroke the red mark that was bound by himself on the white and tender little hand, and then he struggled to break his muscles, lifted the brocade quilt on his body, and jumped to the ground with a bounce. When he was settled on the ground, the young man who had just gone through some ups and downs calmed down, his eyes were closed, and he began to use the technique of refining gods and transforming voids to re-examine the meridians of his body.

At this time, in the darkness, the "third eye" quietly emerged again. Under the attention of this third eye, Xingyan found that if the place where the Taihua flowing water in his original four tendons and eight bones passed through was just a ditch and a small river, then now the empty veins seem to open up another strange space, looking like a hollow valley and a gully, and like a cosmic galaxy, boundless, polar and extreme, and it seems that there is no end in sight for a while!

"That's it......"

In the realm of clarity and emptiness, the mind of Xingyan is extremely clear at this moment. At this time, he finally fully understood that the spiritual power that had just died of the ancient god that had been cultivated for thousands of years was not like the previous refining of the Qi Yuan Spirit, which only added a few Taihua Dao powers to him. This time, it was to break through the entrance in one fell swoop, break through the bottleneck, and transform those small rivers and canals in his meridians into endless floods and ravines. In front of the almost endless Yuan Ling Jinghua in heaven and earth, the most important thing for these cultivators is not how much spiritual energy essence can be refined today and tomorrow, but the upper limit of the spiritual power divine machine that stores the source of ten thousand laws.

Realizing this, he only condensed slightly, and the Taoist boy who was empty and clear on the spiritual platform suddenly felt that the energy of the Yuan Spirit in the space around his body was coming, and his momentum was majestic, like the Yangtze River, which rushed into the meridians in his body.

At this time, Xingyan finally determined that he had absorbed so much divine power from Wuzhi Qi this time, which was harmless and beneficial to him. At this time, thinking of the enemy god who was killed by his own hands, Xingyan felt a little lost, and he didn't know what it was like for a while. After wandering for a while, he took a white jade wine glass on the desk, raised his hands above his head, looked into the sky and prayed: "There is no general, life and death, reciprocating cycles, no matter what happened to you in life, I only wish to turn into a heroic soul after death, and he will be reincarnated as a good god one day......."

As soon as he prayed, he sprinkled the wine in the white jade cup all over the ground for food.

After that, the dragon maiden's tent was uneventful. Lying on the white jade bed for a while, he woke up and said that he had nothing to do, and suddenly remembered the previous words of the little girl in front of him, so he coughed, with a majestic face, and brought up the old things again: "Qiong Wei, come over for a while." Well, if you don't say that I have forgotten, you see how dangerous it is to fight in the past two days! You are a little girl's house, charging into the battle with swords and swords, which makes my brother worry a lot - this way, from now on, when you are fighting, you will stay in the back of the formation and don't move, just see that your brother has fought in front of the battle!"

“...... Don't, brother!"

Hearing this, Qiong Wei was shocked: "Brother, are you going to return to the field so soon?"

Applying a sentence that she had just learned, Xiao Qiongwei's eyes instantly burst into tears: "Woo woo! Brother, you don't know, in addition to fighting better, Qiong Wei is not good at writing; if you don't help fight, you won't be able to do anything else!Woo~~"

In fact, at this time, the little sister forgot to say one thing, that is, she was still good at crying, and her tears really came as soon as she said it, but as soon as she heard the words, the tears in her bright eyes were like pearls with broken threads, and she looked like she was screwing her eyebrows with a flat mouth, and no one would be indifferent when she saw it. Let's talk about it again, I didn't expect it to be just like that, Qiong Wei reacted so much, and in a hurry, she had to temporarily withdraw her brother's majesty, and exchanged it with a flattering smile, and said with a smile: "Ahem...... Sister, don't cry, don't you look at your brother, just discuss with you—okay, okay, let's not talk about that. Let's guess what kind of delicious food your sister Lingyi will bring us in the evening?"

Hearing such an opinion, Qiong Wei's crying involuntarily turned smaller, and she replied while choking: "Woo, maybe bring sweet rice cakes, right? Qiong Wei's favorite food, woo!"

Just as the busy and warm little turmoil in the small tent was coming to an end, it was getting late. Just when the sunlight that penetrated into the lotus gauze tent gradually turned yellow, the princess of Sidu, who had been out for more than half a day, also returned. With her, there was also a Qibao agarwood chariot carried by four wrestlers. The treasure incense car, parked in the sunset afterglow in front of the tent, is the pearl shining and scorching.

Listening to Lingyi, it turned out that tonight the Four Blasphemy Dragon Monarchs would reward the three armies outside Fubo Island, so he specially ordered her to invite the great hero of yesterday's battle, the "Demon King" Zhang Xingyan.

Seeing the treasure chariot used for transportation, in fact, at this time, the "demon king" physical strength has recovered most of it, but under the persuasion of Lingyi Qiongwei, and look at the colorful seat seems to be extremely magical, Xingyan is honest and polite, one foot in the lower agarwood chariot, leaning back, firmly imprisoned, and then under the lifting of the four dragon palace wrestlers, towards Fubo Island as if flying.

The distance of hundreds of miles seemed to be instantaneous, and before he could smell the inexplicable strange aroma in the treasure, he arrived at Fubo Island under the respectful prompts of the wrestlers. When the agarwood chariot is close to the silver beach on the shore of Fubo Island, it is the sunset hugging the moon, the breeze chasing the waves, the waves in the sea of thousands of miles are calm, and the evening breeze is blowing.

When the treasure chariot that Xingyan rode arrived outside the crowded Fubo Continent, those gods in glorious clothes immediately burst into cheers and thunder, and they all saluted this warrior who had defeated the ancient god and djinn. Listening to the earth-shattering and heartfelt cheers, he felt as if since he was embraced as the "Demon King" and declared the "Dragon Son-in-law", all the strange and amazing achievements of the achievements had come naturally and logically, and there was nothing to be surprised to explain. When I was feeling emotional, I didn't know whether to be scared or proud, and I heard a burst of loud words: "Good boy, Wuzhiqi will also die in your hands!"

As soon as he heard these magnificent words, he knew that he was the bold Four Blasphemy Dragon King Yun Zhongjun. I haven't seen him for a day, and when Yunzhong Junyang's father saw this young man again, he just said a short word, laughed and left, and went elsewhere.

"Heh......"

The young man who was carried by Lux and turned to another place to receive cheers, but the young man who was already a little dazed didn't know that behind the crowd, the old dragon king who had just left was staring at his back, and his heart was very happy: "Ha, stinky boy! Don't think that you have earned a precious granddaughter of mine, and you are proud there; in fact, your ability and resourcefulness are not very precious to my four desecrations!"

The old dragon king, who thought he was the best deal, was proud in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy: "Alas...... I'm old, I'm old, I'm really going to be old. It's not okay to be old, and this battle has only been fought for a few days, and I'm having a little backache. Alas, in the future, these four desecrations will depend on their young people......"

Not to mention the old dragon king's heart, in the sea and sky outside Fubo Continent, around the middle of the unitary hour, the banquet of the Four Desecrated Dragon Army and the Demon Clan to celebrate the first battle of Lian Jie officially began. At this moment, the firelight candle night, the crowd is jubilant, the spirit fish plays in the clear waves, the Xuanniao drums its wings and the clouds are high, the dishes float in the water, and the thousands of cups are chasing the stream, it is the sky for the house, the sea for the seat, the fish spirit and the beast spirit play, the monster and the bird monster swim together, the scene is really vast and magnificent!

Such a celebration banquet of the three armies, which shook the four seas and glorified the nine secluded places, was nothing else, it was the four desecrations that wanted to show off their military might to the South China Sea Dragon Domain.

For thousands of years, the land water tribe that has been despised can finally raise their eyebrows this time, and from now on, when they face the dragon army sea tribe in the South China Sea again, they will no longer be afraid of their hands and feet, and they will lose first before they start a war in morale!

Such a fanatical feast of demon gods was about halfway through, just when the night wind was beginning and the sea waves were turbulent, the five major courtiers who were with the four dragon gods, Gengchen, Mad Zhang, Yu Yu, Xiangxiang, and Chong Fei, stood up again, Eguan Bo belt, wind and horse cloud clothes, fluttering into the air, facing the five elements and eight directions, chanting together: "...... The spirit of the struggle shook thousands of miles. Weiling Universe is in turmoil. Who can care if Liuhe is not dimensional!"

Its voice is majestic and incomparable.

At this time, all the four dragons and water spirits in the sea and the sky are all singing in harmony with each other, and they are roaring to the sky; with the shouting and roaring, it is the fire and the drums and horns are vibrating, it is really a thousand people singing, the spirit of the billion, the sound of the mountain, the glory of the white night!

In such a grand scene, the young man who was reclining in the agarwood chariot was naturally infected, straightened his posture, and sang and howled with the gods and spirits, and was very excited!

At the end of such a dazzling military banquet, the sergeants who came from the expedition suddenly extinguished their fires and stopped their cups, and there was silence in the Mohai Territory. At this time, led by the princess of the four desecrations who were dressed in a solemn dress and makeup, dozens of fairy Shui Ji with solemn clothes and makeup came out, with a solemn expression, Ling Bo walked slightly, holding a lotus lamp in both hands, and went to the waves that had been calmed by the dragon god, and gently put the white lotus lamp into the sea current with great piety under the starlight.

......

The magic lamp is lit, the waves are long, and the soft white lamp, which carries the infinite thoughts of the war dead, drifts with the tide and gradually fades away in the eyes of the soldiers of the three armies, until it floats to the end of sight......