Chapter 191 Flying Dragon Calling Lin, Angry Crane Holding a Knife

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 191 Flying Dragon Calling Lin, Angry Crane Holding a Knife

Qi Jingzhi stood aside at the meeting between Langya Jun and Anfeng Hou, but turned a deaf ear to him.

He stared at the tree body where Ruomu Sword Spirit bloomed with red flowers, but what he was thinking about was the red heart of Zhu Yihou's Marquis, who claimed to contain yang inside and the fire in the south was hidden.

In order to suppress the poison of yang fire in the tree's heart, Zhu Yihou used the "Frost Song" with "the day master is the Chen, the autumn god is in order to complete the bridle, the frost is coming down, and the cool breeze is bleak."

Deng Fuqing said that the frost and snow were too fierce. Although it could suppress the poison of yang fire, it had no harmonization and nourishing effect. It was to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and it was not as good as the "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Book" which "The Heaven and Earth are in harmony, and the nectar is reduced. Once the nectar is reduced, the red grass is sprouting."

Thinking of this section, Qi Jingzhi's heart moved and suddenly became more confident about subduing Ruomu's sword spirit: "As the tree that occupies the sun, the poison of yang fire contained in it is probably much higher than that of Chixin Wood. Langya Jun said that this kind of divine wood only grew in Qingyuan, Ruomu, and Yuyuan in the East Sea. It should not be a coincidence. Since that is the case..."

Once a thought arises, heaven and earth will respond.

A cry of cranes from unknown origin came into everyone's ears, and there was also a faint sound of wind, water and even the creaking sound of the pleasure boat.

Zheng Xian suddenly stopped talking, turned to look at the boy, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Everyone also looked at it, their faces were different, but they were all illuminated by the bright sunset.

I saw Qi Jingzhi's hands flexing out of thin air, revealing his heart to the outside, thereby fiddling with the five colors and five sounds of heaven and earth.

A brilliant mist and feathered robe appeared, and immediately left the boy's body and spread out in the sky. It was frosty white as the base, stained with bright red, and there were colorful colors on the edges, among which the green meaning was the most prosperous.

Another long and exciting cry of crane sounded, and the smoky feathered clothes suddenly turned into a lifelike angry crane, flapping its wings and flying high and low, showing the unique rhythm of "Flying Dragon Calling the Lin Point" between movement and stillness.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth flowed rapidly with the dancing of the angry crane. At first, all kinds of spiritual lights were mixed and intertwined, and the thickness was different, but soon they were analyzed in detail.

The brightly radiant Lingxi converged towards the angry crane and turned into beautiful feathers.

"The crane's cry is not the crane's cry, and I vomit my heart! The crane's dancing is not the crane's dancing, but the heaven and earth are connected!"

Qi Jingzhi gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his heart was extremely happy. He felt that everything in the world, the five colors and eight winds were all between his palms and fingers.

At this moment, as the angry crane swept through the sky above Ruomu Sword Spirit again, a drop of colorful nectar dripped from its long beak.

Under the gaze of everyone, the nectar fell unbiasedly on a branch of Ruomu Sword Spirit, and then merged into it without any obstacles.

If the seedlings of wood tremble gently, the branches suddenly stretched upwards, and the leaves shaped like copper axes collided with each other, making jingling, clear and pleasant sounds, as if they were in harmony with the tune of "Linpu" formed by various strange sounds between heaven and earth.

The angry crane felt as if it was aware of it, immediately hovered back, held Ruomu's sword spirit in one mouthful, grabbed the sword life with both claws, and then soared into the sky and climbed up the clouds.

"I wish to borrow the fairy feather wings to the flying clouds!"

Zheng Xian couldn't help but stroking his palm and sighed: "Young friend Qi's cultivation is not as good as Fu Xia. If you can achieve this level, you are really a talented person in the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the angry crane that flew to the extreme heights of the sky burst into tears, and it collapsed and turned into a ray of mist and flowing clouds.

The life of life is filled with light and falls straight from the sky, with the tip of the knife facing down, breaking through the wind like a roar.

Qi Jingzhi looked solemn, and immediately looked at the direction, sat on the horse with a heavy waist, sucked and sucked, and penetrated the whole body with the strength of washing wings. Then he jumped up, stretched out his arms and held the handle of the knife with his backhand, then twisted his waist and elbows, spinning his body like a crane dancing, twisting his downward momentum of Jian Rensheng, and even drew several flashing arcs in the air, looking gorgeous and cold.

With a bang, the boy and his long sword fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, Qi Jingzhi's face turned slightly pale, his forehead was sweating, and his energy was much weaker. It was obvious that the previous consumption of controlling the Angry Crane was extremely expensive, and he jumped up and took the knife and almost lost his strength.

It seemed that he had sensed the state of the sword owner. Jian Renshou's sword suddenly turned red, with green and gold brilliance, shaped like a wooden branch, spreading from the blade to the handle, and then wrapped around Qi Jingzhi's right arm.

One of the branches was raised, and a drop of dew was oozing out from the ends of the branches, which looked like reddish red, dazzling and exuded a burst of burning heat.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi smiled casually, but he didn't expect that Ruomu Sword Spirit could still know how to reciprocate.

Langya Jun only mentioned a few days ago, absorbing the flow of clear clouds and drinking like a tree dew!

So Qi Jingzhi stretched out his left hand with a smoky background, took the drop of red dew with the tip of his index finger, and sent it to his lips without hesitation.

Ruo wood dew melted when it entered his mouth, as if a ball of fire emitting endless heat instantly burned all over his limbs and bones, rushing inwards, bone marrow, and steaming outwards through flesh, skin, and even nails and ends of his hair.

This drop is a hundred times stronger and more spicy than Zhu Yihou’s Emperor’s Ointment Wine!

The sweat on Qi Jingzhi's forehead was easily evaporated, and his whole body was even softer, but it was extremely comfortable and refreshing, and he was full of energy.

He felt that the medicinal power of the red-dewed man was about to pass, so he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. The pine, cypress, Jiamu, hidden everywhere in his body, came out, and it was just a little while, and then burned Qi Jingzhi into a fire man with a bang.

Not only that, the flames on his body also ignited Ruomu branches and spread back in reverse, coating Jianren Life with a layer of green and red flame light.

At this moment, Qi Jingzhi felt as if he had drunk several drops of Ruomu's red dew, which was a little too much for the nourishment, and his energy and spirit were all overflowing, turning himself from the inside to the outside into a ball of fire.

But the difference is that he can't sense the slightest heat.

"What a pure pine, cypress and Jiamu aura!" The surprise on Langya Jun's face became increasingly intense.

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately looked over, his eyes emitting green and red flames, as bright as two bright lamps.

Seeing this, Zheng Xian couldn't help laughing and explained: "There is a message in "Di Tianzhi" that Jiamu is towering in the sky, and it is necessary to be reborn in fire, spring cannot accommodate gold, autumn cannot accommodate earth, fire is burning with dragons, water is riding with tigers, earth moistens the sky, and planting forever!"

"A is the pure yang wood, the body is strong, towering and extremely majestic. Fire is the son of wood, and it is prosperous wood and gets fire and becomes more prosperous."

Most of Qi Jingzhi's mind was focused on the green and red flames all over his body, so he had a little understanding of the explanation of Langya Jun, and he had no time to think about it carefully.

However, even though he was a little absent-minded, he also heard the meaning of "Jia Mu is a pure Yang Wood".

Qi Jingzhi was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Zheng, I only heard that the red heart mute is a wood containing yang fire inside. However, the pine and cypress wood is covered with wind and rain, and the snow and frost are poured on, which has a bitter and cold feeling. What I have always absorbed is this kind of divine intention. With it added to the white blade, it adds a little sharpness. Could it be that I was practicing the wrong practice?"

Zheng Xian was stunned, and then laughed: "It's like if Muna is a kind of mulberry wood, then the red heart wood is originally a genus of pine and cypress. Do you think pine and cypress Jia wood is a pure yang wood?"

"It is not impossible for you to use the energy of pine, cypress, Jiamu and wood to help the blade, but it is really a waste of resources. It is the right way to nourish the Tao body and increase life span."

"Just like you are now, using pure yang wood energy to help ignite, the fire will naturally become more intense, and it can eliminate most of the strong energy in the wood yang fire. It is already considered an extremely clever way to strengthen life! As the saying goes, if a strong wood can only be transformed from fire!"

"It's just that wood is burned by fire, and it's hard to lose its energy. Over time, there will be hidden dangers. This is the so-called fire cycling on the dragon. Although it is powerful, it also has the worries of being retaliated by the fire dragon. Even the Jinyun envoys in the Wuyun Division swallowed fire and ate flames like eating and drinking water. There are many people who died of being burned by flames in the past dynasties."

When Langya Jun saw Qi Jingzhi, an extremely outstanding junior, especially Ding Lingwei's relationship, he explained it very patiently and meticulously.

"If you follow Zheng, you should use the energy of this pine, cypress, Jiamu, and gradually use the fire, earth, metal and water in the future."

"You have already had fire, even if it is Rumu and Red Dew. You have also had water, even if it is the song of the Heavenly Sound Gods just now."

When talking about the "Tianyin God Score", Zheng Xian had a broad knowledge and profound cultivation, and his eyes also showed a bit of curiosity and exploration.

However, this Langya Jun finally relied on his identity and saw that Qi Jingzhi had no intention of speaking, so he did not ask.

He paused for a moment and continued: "In Zheng's view, although the energy of pine, cypress, Jiamu, is the foundation, the water of the Tianyin God Score is the most critical thing. In the future, it can not only be used to exchange red dew with Ruomu Sword Spirit, but also moisten the soil with water. If the soil is wet, it can produce wood and relieve fire, and naturally tame the strength of the fire dragon."

"But if there is too much water vapor, there is also worry about water spreading and wood floating. This is the so-called water drifting and riding a tiger. This requires fire and earth to produce the earth to harmonize it, so that the wood can be prosperous and absorb water vapor safely, and it will not spread over, and then it can subdue the madness of water tiger."

"All these kinds of things are mutually reborn and restrained by each other. If one day you can achieve Jia wood towering, with metal not sharp, earth not dry, fire not fierce, and water not crazy, then you can plant forever and achieve immortality!"

As he spoke, the blue-red flame on Qi Jingzhi's body weakened and gradually retracted into his body and no longer exposed. If the wood branches also retracted into the long sword.

The boy's eyes were still bright, but he no longer had his former inhuman appearance.

He put his knife in the sheath, bowed his hand deeply to Zheng Xian, and thanked him solemnly: "Thank you for your understanding of the doubts and preaching!"

Langya Jun smiled and nodded slightly: "It's just some very ordinary principles of practice, but the simpler the principles, the easier it is to know but difficult it is to do it. There are even fewer people who can do it to the extreme."

When Zheng Xian and Qi Jingzhi were having a good chat, Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, looked at this and that, and his expression changed again and again.

From the angry crane just now, he had really seen Qi Jingzhi's roots and feet, but his grandfather had been missing for five hundred years. If it were to say that Zheng Xian, the Lord of Langya, took care of Qi Jingzhi, who happened to meet, Ding Chengyuan would definitely not believe it.

Previously, the Marquis of Anfeng was trapped in Jinzao and did not hear the news that Ding Lingwei might return. Therefore, in his opinion, after the Langya Lord stopped Tiantai Mountain on the shore of Langya, he had clearly had the idea of ​​attracting talents and cultivating power. Qi Jingzhi, who was born in Xianyu Mountain, naturally had a bit of incense, was a good candidate.

Feeling Ding Chengyuan's doubtful gaze, Zheng Xian ignored it. He just glanced at this young man who was worried, and made the Marquis Anfeng bend over and bow his head to face the crime.

Zheng Xian snorted lightly, looked away, raised Bai Luan's tail and slapped him, and released Taoist Hu Jun.

This great monk from the Tianyi Sect has extraordinary cultivation after all. He was dying before, and after resting in the golden date for a while, he had already breathed a sigh of relief. He looked like he would not die easily.

As soon as he landed, he opened a pair of bright tricks. His eyes were full of gold and he looked at himself. Even though he looked sick, he could not hide his power.

However, when the tiger Taoist priest saw the unfathomable Langya Jun Zheng Xian, saw the eyes of Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan, saw the golden cauldron and the remaining golden dates, and especially the great black Ming Shen who was placed in the golden dates and had a golden lacquered sword nailed to the eyebrows, his temperament suddenly changed.

"I am a lineage of the Tianyi Sect, I dare to ask for the name of Gao's surname?"

The Taoist Hujun bowed respectfully, and he was completely disgusted, as well as being as obedient as a big tabby cat.

"The tiger worm? The worm has a shape like a human and tiger pattern. It is said to be a different species in the Kunlun Ruins. If you get this name, you can see that you are highly expected by the sect's master."

Zheng Xian, the tone of Langya Jun, was dull, and there was no trace of happiness or anger: "It's just that compared to the Tiangou cub that fled into the underworld, you, the descendant of the Zuowu lineage, are really far apart."

"Senior, why did you say this?"

The Taoist Hujun suddenly looked up, and anger appeared on his face, and said in a muffled voice: "That old man who is not as good as his Taoist in terms of cultivation, is even more unbearable in terms of courage, and his heart towards Taoism is even more disguised as a lame bald dog all day long, rolling around in the mundane world. Where does he look like a celestial dog that swallows the sun and the moon in half?"

Zheng Xian smiled and shook his head gently and said, "Zuo Wu has white tiger black patterns, five-colored pieces, long tails above the body, and travel thousands of miles a day. You have not even realized the true form of Zuo Wu, but you are just a mountain master, so you are also laughing at others?"

"That's fine. Zuo Wu is an ancient benevolent beast. He will not eat it if he dies. You are a fierce tiger with a head and an evil spirit all over your body, and a ghost full of evil spirits is even more like a cloud of mud!"

As the Langya Jun said, he raised the Bai Luan tail and took the remaining jade box from the golden date into his hand.

Ignoring the sudden change in his face, Zheng Xian weighed the jade box in his hand and threw it to Qi Jingzhi on the side.

Qi Jingzhi subconsciously took the not-so-big but extremely exquisite jade box. Seeing that Langya Jun nodded slightly to him, he opened the lid.

I saw that there were more than a dozen small tigers the size of a flies in the jade box, all with green light in their eyes and bat-like flesh wings on their bodies. They were the flesh-winged flying tigers that the Taoist Tiger King used to conspire to Ding Chengyuan.

However, their wings are now corroded and they are afraid that they will not be able to fly. Even their bodies are covered with scars, so they can only lie on the spot, tilt their heads up and roar at Qi Jingzhi in a pretentious manner, but the sound is weak and there is no deterrence at all.

"These evil things in the jade box have their eyes shining like yin phosphorus, their bodies are covered with spots like tigers, and their ribs are like bats... If Zheng remembers it well, it should be the flesh-winged tiger in the stone mountain. They come out in the morning and fly down the mountain, and they eat people and return, and their skins can ward off ghosts."

There was a hint of coldness in the smile of Langya Jun Zheng Xian: "You use Taoist fire to raise these evil things, let them harm human lives and enslave evil spirits for you. Not only will your own practice fall into inferiority, but you will also violate the way of Saint Jiang Rendao. Even if you die nine times, it will be difficult to redeem your sins!"
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