Chapter 110 Heart-cutting

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 110 Heart-cutting

Everyone immediately followed his gaze and saw a peach petal suddenly appearing on one side of the head of the mountain dragon. Then a pink light flashed, and a large piece of the mountain dragon's ears were cut off neatly.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain dragon's ears flew up on its own and fell into Deng Fuqing's mouth.

The old wood carving old man proudly urged his cheeks, creaked and chewed them in a few seconds, and then let out a satisfied sigh.

Jiao Yulang looked interesting and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Senior Zhu said that this mountain dragon is a hundred years of mountain bamboo shoots. I ate it before. Although it also tasted meaty, it melted in my mouth and was not very chewy. I thought it was just a slight appearance, but I didn't expect there was really cartilage in my ears!"

After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and stretched out his ears to the missing piece of mountain dragon. Unexpectedly, a pink petal was gently knocked open by a piece of pink petal in the middle.

Deng Fuqing stared at the little kid: "This thing is most suitable for people with qi and blood deficiency and thin body. I am so thin that I am so thin. Are you a half-old boy willing to fight for it?"

Jiao Yulang was stunned and looked carefully at the face of the old man in wood sculpture. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be really angry, his natural lazy temperament couldn't help but appear again.

He immediately asked Deng Fuqing with a smile: "This mountain dragon is considered a wood spirit clan, right? Senior Deng can even speak out?"

"Fart! You, chicken, duck, cattle and sheep, are both made of flesh and blood? Are you the same tribe as them?"

Deng Fuqing's eyes widened even more, and the long beard under his jaw also trembled: "This thing is just a pig and dog raised by the Lord of Cao Jiang for King Qi. Even the spiritual wisdom is in a mess. What kind of wood essence is it? Which point is worthy of the word "Jiao?"

Upon hearing this, Jiao Yulang immediately looked at Zhu Yihou, wanting to see what the powerful divine marquis who was actually in charge of Cao Jiang and Longyan Mountain was like that.

Tsk, the god of raising pigs and raising dogs... This reputation is really bad! Not to mention that this lord is still robbing himself, so he can eat and drink by himself, but he even feeds the spirit of the mountain dragon to the ship ghost!

However, Zhu Yihou remained silent and said in a light tone: "Brother Deng, I am not acquainted with each other. I came to Daqi to find Zhu. What is the matter?"

"It's not special. I've come to Qi for something else. I accidentally heard about the reputation of you, the Lord of Cao Jiang, and then I came here to try my luck."

Deng Fuqing explained a few words, then said, "I came to find you, naturally to seek a tree heart with a red heart! You also saw that for some reason, there was a trace of yin in my body that could not be removed, and it still could not be transformed into arms. If this hidden danger is not relieved, the hopeless Taoist seed will be perfect in this life, let alone step into the fourth realm."

Seeing that he spoke so openly, a strange look flashed in Zhu Yihou's eyes, but he still shook his head and said, "Chinxinmu has long disappeared in Daqi. I don't know anything else. The only tree heart that I treasured in Cao Jiang's lineage is left is the only one in my chest. This is Zhu's foundation for enlightenment. If he takes it out, half of his life will be gone first, and the realm will definitely fall, and it will never be given to others!"

"That's not necessarily!" Deng Fuqing said this, and the atmosphere during the meeting immediately solidified.

Without waiting for everyone to react, he immediately said: "Legendly, the ancient Yan Emperor Zhu Xiang used the red heart wood as the totem. There were many winds in the world and the yang energy accumulated, all things dispersed, and the fruits failed. Therefore, he created the Wuxian Yuanse to achieve the Yin energy to determine the whole life."

"I think that fellow Taoist Zhu has been framed by the heart of this red heart tree to death. If I cannot imitate my ancestors, destroy the poison of red fire and harmonize the yin and yang, I am afraid that like me, I will be in the fourth realm of hope, and I will be burned by the poison of fire sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, the Zhu Yihou changed color.

He stared at Deng Fuqing for a while before he felt a breath of turbid air and asked in a muffled voice: "I see that Brother Deng has a good idea in his heart, so I don't know why I teach me?"

"Shaohao Sichen, Rukan gathers his bridle. The frost has just fallen, and the cool breeze is bleak."

The old wood carving pointed to the Luqi people who were still unconscious outside the pavilion with their chin: "When I came, the song "Frost Song" was played on the boat, right?"

Seeing that Zhu Yihou's face was unchanging, he couldn't help but smile: "I know that Saint Jiang Daotong does not recognize the previous sentence, and he changed it to "Daizhu Si Chen, Qiu Shen's reincarnation"! However, it can't be true, and the fake can't be true. If you change it a few words, it's just a self-deception."

"Not mentioning this, just talk about this song that has been passed down for countless years and has been tampered with several times. The charm has been lost. How can it harmonize the poison of the Yang Fire of Chixin Wood?"

Zhu Yihou was silent for a while, suddenly turned his head and looked at the Luqi people outside the pavilion, and shook his red sleeves: "Give them gold and silver, and send them to their homes!"

"Abide by the orders of the Lord of the House!"

The black-clothed turtle emerged from somewhere. First, he responded loudly, and then carried a group of Lu Qi people with a few black-clothed servants.

Zhu Yihou withdrew his gaze, his eyes were slightly dim, and he sighed: "Why didn't Brother Deng know what he said? But Brother Deng also said before that this red heart wood contains yang inside, and the fire in the south hides itself, is the extremely difficult poison of yang fire. I don't use the day master's autumn god to suppress the frost, so what can I do?"

"This is a big mistake!"

Deng Fuqing immediately shook his head: "The Taoist scripture says that heaven and earth are in harmony to bring down nectar. When the nectar is reduced, the red grass sprouts! The frost and snow are too fierce. Although it can suppress the poison of yang fire, it has no effect of harmonizing and nourishing, and it is a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause."

"To harmonize yin and yang, the nectar of heaven and earth is the best. To draw nectar, you must use the holy sound, just as the poems of the previous generations say, the zither and zither beat the drum to pray for sweet rain! You are a descendant of the Zhu Xiang family, have you heard of the yin zither and the song of calling the straits of the sage that this holy emperor relied on to achieve enlightenment?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yihou smiled bitterly: "How can I not know about Zhu? Brother Deng said just now that in the ancient Zhu Xiang family, the yang was strong and the yin was weak, and strange winds were often blowing. When the strong winds were blowing, the sky was dim and the earth was dark, sand and stones were flying, the sky was broken, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, and the grains were not harvested."

"Zhu Xiang's family used zhe silk and Liangtong to make five strings of Yuanse. One tweet of strings, and the strange wind gradually silences. When the strings are plucked, the red clouds will be dense, and the three tweets will cause heavy rain and all herbs will sprout. From then on, the weather will be good and the people will live in peace. I will not hide it from Brother Deng, and Zhu's single name is zhe, which comes from this."

"However, my grandsons are unworthy in the future. To this day, even the name of Zhu Xiang has gradually disappeared, let alone the Yin Se and Calling Lin Qu!"

After saying that, Zhuyi Hou Zhuzhe suddenly reacted and stared at the old wood carving, his face full of disbelief, but he had a faint look of expectation.

Deng Fuqing laughed and nodded, "You Cao Jiang branch has not been passed down, so there may not be nowhere else! The five strings that are respected as Yuanse are Yin Se. I really have no ability to find them, but this "Flying Dragon Summoning Lin"...hehe!"

Upon hearing this, the marquis Zhu Yi stood up with his hair and beard, and his expression was even more distorted. He was surprised and suspicious and ecstatic: "Brother Deng, this matter is not to be joked about!"

Deng Fuqing instead put away his previous frivolous expression and said seriously: "You just say whether to change it or not? With this ancient book, fellow Taoist Zhu can harmonize yin and yang and go further!"

"I see, you are reluctant to let go of Cao Jiang, the ancestor of his ancestors, and finally became the confidant god of King Qi... Although you can no longer follow the path of Yanhuang Yang Fire without the Chixinmu tree, but if it is a dragon book and Linpu are in hand, you may not be able to establish the Taoist tradition of Feilong and fight for the four thrones of honor!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou suddenly stood up, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Switch! As long as the music score is true, Zhu will change with Brother Deng!"

"That's what you're waiting for!"

Deng Fuqing laughed loudly, suddenly opened his mouth and vomited a roll of bamboo slips, and flew straight to Zhu Yihou: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, please appreciate it!"

Zhu Yihou hurriedly reached out to catch it, sat back on the stool, opened the bamboo slips and took a few glances, suddenly his whole body shook, and some mysterious change occurred in the aura around him.

At the same time, the river wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of the water flowing in Caojiang suddenly became loud, and the entire pleasure boat began to shake.

The sound of wind, water, and the creaking sound of the pleasure boat seem to form a certain wonderful rhythm.

The angry crane in Qi Jingzhi's heart roared and began to dance with it. The dryness in his heart, the spiritual energy and medicinal power in his body were all calmed down.

After hearing this for a moment, Deng Fuqing couldn't help but nodded softly: "What a wonderful thing! It's worthy of being the joy of enlightenment of the human sage Zhu Xiang family! Unfortunately, this score has requirements for blood and is not consistent with what I have learned. I feel relaxed and happy when I hear it, but I can't understand the mystery at all."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yihou suddenly raised his head, his eyes opened and brightly opened, and he put the bamboo slips on the table.

He was in a good mood and explained with a smile: "The zither and se are both instruments of the Holy Emperor, and they are indeed different from the Taoist tradition. Seal is a slap and idle person, so it is a virtue to punish anger and suffocate desires, and to correct people's virtues!"

"The king and father have regularity, and the ministers have righteousness. Then the four seasons are harmonious, and then all things are born, so it is called zither. The light of the highest virtue is exerted, the harmony of the four qi, and the principles of all things. Therefore, the Qingming is like the sky, the vastness is like the earth, the beginning and beginning are like the four seasons, and the circumference is like wind and rain; the five colors are written without chaos, the eight winds follow the law without evil, and the Baidu is counted and there is constant."

As he said that, the Marquis Zhu Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at Qi Jingzhi, and said in a solemn manner: "This is recorded in the Book of Rites and sages, since you are the Qi clan of Jiang, you should regard this as the abyss of practice and the correct way to overcome the tribulation!"

"The five colors are written without chaos, the eight winds follow the rules but do not treacherous, and Baidu obtains numbers but is regular..." Qi Jingzhi recited silently in his heart and nodded solemnly.

He had never learned any "Book of Rites" and was even more unprofitable. The "Immortal Feather Sutra" he had practiced did not look like the Taoist sage of the Holy Emperor, but he refused to miss the slightest opportunity. He immediately secretly urged the heart of the angry crane and forcibly recorded the wonderful sound he had just heard in the way of a crane dancing.

Seeing that the young man in front of him seemed to have some insight, Zhu Yihou nodded slightly and turned to Deng Fuqing and said, "Brother Deng is very proud of him, and Zhu is grateful! He cannot repay his great kindness, so he can repay his heart with the tree heart of the red heart!"

After saying that, He pulled open the red robe on his body with his hands and exposed his chest.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and they saw that there was a certain foreign object embedded in the heart of the Cao Jiang God, which looked like a human heart and was as colored as a elixir fire. There was a distinct wood texture on the rough skin, and there seemed to be a bright yellow flame rising inside.

This foreign object penetrated the flesh very deeply, and the flesh around it was all red. There was a black and red root system under the skin, which crawled all over the chest like blood vessels.

Seeing this strange appearance, Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Deng Fuqing also had a strange light on his eyes: "I guess this is the tree heart of Chixinmu. You use the wood heart to connect with your heart and forcibly purify your own bloodline. You are so eager for quick success and instant benefits, your cultivation has risen, but how is this different from suicide?"

Zhu Yihou stared at Mu Xin in his heart for a moment, looked up and smiled slightly: "Zi was born with thin bloodlines and his talent was even more dull. In order to protect Cao Jiang's ancestors, he had to do this extraordinary method, which made you laugh!"

Deng Fuqing shook his head gently and sighed: "Every family has a difficult sutra to recite! Although this wooden heart has not completely replaced your heart, it is already deeply rooted. If you want to take it out, you must be seriously damaged!"

"If you don't take it out, as Brother Deng said, sooner or later, it will be a death from the fire poison! "

Zhu Yihou didn't care, shook his head and smiled, "The two evils are the least. Even if Brother Deng doesn't come, Zhu will have to act heartbroken sooner or later. There is no difference between how many years and years earlier. Not to mention that he has obtained Linpu now, which is even more unexpected!"

Before he finished speaking, the Cao Jiang Water God had already made a claw with his right hand and inserted it into his heart without hesitation. He grabbed Mu Xin and pulled it hard, and blood immediately splattered!

The next moment, there was a red wood heart dripping with blood and steaming in His hand, and a shocking blood hole was left in His heart!

At the same time, a furnace seemed to be lit in the Jiangxin Pavilion, and everyone felt the hot wind rushing, and surging heat swept across the world one after another.

This heart-wrenching scene was really terrifying. Qi Jingzhi felt a thrilling heart, and the feeling in his heart was hard to understand.

The position of Cao Jiang's water god is hereditary. When outsiders look at it, they feel that they are extremely proud. Who knows that there is such a bitter secret behind it.

At that moment, Zhu Yihou groaned and gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts so much, please borrow a quick sword!"

He said this because many blood vessel-like roots grew inwardly on the red wood heart. Most of the smaller ones had been torn apart, while a few thick ones were pulled straight and penetrated into the blood hole in the mouth of the heart.

"It's easy to say!"

Deng Fuqing responded, and a peach petal suddenly appeared, cutting off the deep-suggested roots in just a few seconds.

Zhu Yihou breathed a sigh of relief, immediately threw the red wooden heart at the old man in the carving, reached out and pulled the broken roots out of the flesh, and then sealed the blood hole in the heart with a large ball of green red shrimp essence.

On the other side, Deng Fuqing summoned a few more peach petals and steadily caught the red wooden heart.

As the sword light flashed, the remaining roots and blood-stained wooden skin fell down.

In just a moment, the red wooden heart was peeled off a thin layer, the original rough skin was gone, and it became extremely smooth, and the bright yellow flames that leaped inside became more and more conspicuous.

Deng Fuqing stared at the heart of the red heart tree, and his eyes gradually became hot.

He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the red wooden heart in one mouthful!

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