Chapter 180: Qian Que announces good news, good causes and good thoughts produce good results
Master Ye Long sat on the lotus platform and burned the true fire of Samadhi by himself.
The trouble you caused is your own responsibility!
If this evil dragon is not burned, it will cause a catastrophe in the future. The third dragon king will return and Donglai will be in danger!
Holding back the anxiety in his heart, Master Ye Long continued to promote fire and luck.
I don't know how much time passed, but the dragon's belly was torn open, and he finally saw the light of day again.
The moon is shining brightly, and many fairy lights are wandering around.
Ji Yunshu stood in front of the dragon's belly: "Master, please accept this dragon."
The red dragon was still struggling, its legs were suppressed by the four immovable reefs, and its body was cut with hundreds of wounds by the Fulong Jade Sword.
Master Ye Long jumped together into the sky. The lotus platform beneath him turned into fire and exploded in the belly of the dragon.
Wukong was surprised: "Eh? Is this the Fire Golden Lotus Technique?"
Planting golden lotus in the fire is a secret technique unique to immortality.
Master Ye Long took a look at him, but found that he could not figure out the origin of this round-faced boy.
At this time, Chilong began to struggle again.
The real person throws out a blank scroll.
"Nie Zhan, why don't you come back quickly!"
White light covers the red dragon, and it returns to the picture while struggling.
The picture scroll changes, sometimes the red dragon dances, sometimes the flaming water changes.
"Subliminate the realm of flames and water into a dragon." Wukong's eyes lit up, thinking about the art of drawing a dragon.
When Master Ye Long saw the many monks surrounding him outside, as well as the scarred Red Dragon Cult and Jiu Yang Cult members, he suddenly felt guilty: "I am really ashamed that Meng Lang's actions have caused harm to fellow Yanshui disciples."
Ji Yunshu: "Don't worry, their injuries were not caused by saving you. They were caused by fighting."
Why?
Master Ye Long looked at the disciples of the two sects, and those people retreated silently.
In the distance, the Red Dragon Cult Leader roared loudly, and the Fire Snake King swung his giant tail and took away the followers.
Tong Luming hurried back, greeted Fu Maiyuan, and came over to have a chat with Master Ye Long. Not long after, he also left with the Jiuyang disciples.
Before leaving, he specially invited Fu Maiyuan to be his guest.
Fu Maiyuan had something to do, so he politely declined.
Seeing that the matter was over, Long Nu didn't want to have contact with outsiders and planned to leave directly.
Fu Tongjun quickly grabbed the girl's wrist: "Wait a moment."
She led Long Nu to Master Ye Long.
"Master, you need this child's help to get out of trouble. Don't you have any expression?"
"Natural, natural."
Master Ye Long touched his body for a while, but couldn't find a suitable treasure to give.
In a battle with the Red Dragon, almost everything on his body was destroyed.
At this time, Wukong stepped forward and said, "Senior is good at drawing dragons, and she also practices the dragon way. Why not give her a scroll of dragon drawings and let her understand it day and night."
Draw a dragon?
When Master Ye Long heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
Wukong: "Senior, could it be that you have lingering fears? Now that you have a heart disease, you no longer dare to draw dragons?"
"My biggest ambition in this life is to draw a real dragon through my painting skills. Now by chance, I can actually draw a 'real dragon', but I feel scared..."
Master Ye Long shook his head and sighed.
He took out his paintbrush, but he held it for a long time and could not draw at all.
Seeing this situation, Wukong boy threw the golden ring again.
"Senior, take my sword."
The black sword appeared instantly and struck Master Ye Long in the air.
The real person suddenly felt that all the fear and obsession in his body was gone.
The Heavenly Evil Sword is a gathering of evil thoughts, and it can also kill inner demons.
Taking out a piece of drawing paper, Zhenren reluctantly painted two strokes, his fear of the dragon rising again.
After the two swords fell again, Master Ye Long reluctantly drew a picture of a red dragon playing in the water and handed it to the dragon girl.
"This picture contains a technique of transforming into a dragon, which can help you practice."
After saying that, he sighed again.
The fear of the dragon returns,
Wukong slashed with his sword several more times, feeling endless fear.
"Master, I'll simply seal this memory of yours and restore it on your own after your Taoist heart recovers."
Although Master Ye Long is afraid of the dragon, he still does not give up his years of hard training in the art of drawing dragons.
After thinking about it, he took the initiative to cut off this memory of his and entered it into the "Picture of the Red Dragon in Flame Water".
After losing this memory, Ye Long's spirit improved a lot.
The Wukong boy asked him for advice on "The Picture of the Five Insects of Heaven and Earth". Fu Maiyuan also asked him for advice on how to draw a dragon.
Although nothing happened, Master Ye Long remembered that everyone in front of him was kind to him, so he answered them one by one and gave them guidance on how to practice the art of painting dragons.
When daybreak came, Wukong boy disappeared.
Fu Maiyuan took Fu Liuhui, Fu Tongjun, Fu Xuanxing and Bai Longma and continued towards the Chizao waters.
The dragon girl dived away, and Ji Yunshu invited Master Ye Long to go to Sijingshan Ferry as a guest to cultivate himself.
Master Ye Long hesitated, so Duan Sijing came over in person.
"Fellow Taoist, come with me to practice and learn the way of painting immortals."
With the achievement of the chess immortal system, Duan Sijing became motivated and wanted to complete the deduction of the three immortal methods of piano, calligraphy and painting, and cultivate the four great incarnations.
"Now that you have sealed your memory, your inner demons have arisen. You can refine your inner demons at Sijingshan Crossing."
The real person no longer refused and returned to Sijingshan Ferry with his master and apprentice.
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Everything is settled.
Black turtles and purple eels are wandering on the water surface, carefully follow Fu Xuanxing's traces.
Suddenly, the two demons saw a tiny dragon scale floating next to them.
"Good fortune, good fortune! Lord Red Dragon indeed has a back-up plan."
The black turtle picked up the scales and said happily: "This is the reverse scale that Lord Red Dragon specially condensed because he knew that he could not be resurrected. As long as we bring the red algae, we can use the dragon's blood algae to revive the Lord."
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"What a dream!"
Henghua opened his eyes leisurely and saw three gold rings on his wrist.
"go."
The golden ring soared into the sky, and the black sword reappeared.
"Sure enough, things in dreams can be brought back. The dream-returning magic is really powerful."
Sitting up, my brain felt tired.
Although the Dream Returning Immortal Technique can combine dreams with reality, the mental drain is far greater than the soul leaving the body.
Next to him, Xiaoyu brought mouthwash and a clean towel.
After Fu Henghua washed up, he walked to the desk.
"I know you want to complain, but I don't have time right now."
Henghua suppressed Xiaoyu's complaints with just one sentence. He sat down and began to paint a new picture of the Five Insects of Heaven and Earth.
Xiaoyu snorted coldly and placed in front of him the ginseng tea and spiritual snacks that he had prepared earlier to refresh his mind.
While Henghua was painting, he was eating refreshments to replenish his energy.
Soon, the new map of five insects was completed, and Fu Henghua sent it directly to Canglan Tribulation Immortal.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Unable to bear the exhaustion, Fu Henghua went to bed to rest.
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Canglan Tribulation Immortal saw the new Five Insects Diagram, Yuanshen silently transported the secrets of heaven, observed the events of Yanshui, and murmured to himself: "Wukong? Bodhi? He actually has disciples?"
His original intention was to take the opportunity to see the origin of Bodhi. Unexpectedly, Bodhi did not show up at all, but instead a Wukong boy came.
"Perhaps this disciple is himself?"
However, the Dream-Returning Immortal Technique is an ancient secret of China, and the Tribulation Immortal does not know the truth and cannot figure out the relationship between Fu Henghua and the Wukong boy.
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Henghua slept for a whole day and night to regain his energy.
Hearing the chirping outside, he sat up.
Xiaoyu looked out from the window and saw three magpies jumping on the plum tree.
A basin and towels have been prepared by the bed.
After Fu Henghua washed up, he came over and said, "What's wrong? I hear the sound of a magpie?"
"Early this morning, the herald bird was chirping at the entrance of Langhuan Pavilion for almost an hour."
"oh?"
Henghua became interested and stared at the announcing bird on the plum blossom tree.
The jade ring hanging around the neck of the magpie is a good news bird raised on Panlong Island. It is said that it has the blood of the blue bird, understands human nature, and can bring bad luck.
Henghua smiled and said: "Three good news birds, could it be that something good is going to happen to me?"
At this time, Hengshou came back from outside.
Seeing that Fu Henghua was awake, he brought over the Bagua Pan and other divination objects.
"I went around the island, and all twelve birds came into action."
Fu Henghua's expression changed, he took the Bagua disk and began to calculate.
When the results came out, he couldn't believe it, so he did the calculation again.
The result remains the same.
The signs of my grandfather's death have disappeared and life has appeared.
"How is it possible? After getting the Sky Moon Spirit Mushroom, my grandfather's fate did not change. Why did it suddenly turn from bad to good now?"
It is very difficult for a Jindan cultivator, especially one who is proficient in divination like Fu Danwei.
But the twelve birds of good news appeared together, and the sign of death disappeared. Fu Henghua could see such an obvious change in bad luck at a glance.
He hurriedly put down his tools and looked in the direction of Panlong Hall.
My grandfather's energy started to recover little by little from the bottom.
"Did Xuanjin Ginseng succeed?" He turned to the two of them and said, "Fu Xuanxing and the others are back?"
The two shook their heads.
Fu Henghua cast another spell and deduced it, then jumped out of the window without putting on his shoes and flew to the Yingxian Gate on Panlong Island.
Steward Ran Qi was talking to the two greeters.
Seeing Fu Henghua coming barefoot, he quickly came over to salute.
Fu Henghua interrupted them: "Are there any guests coming today? Did he leave anything behind?"
Ran Qi said: "Master, we are talking about this matter. This morning a one-armed old man with white hair and white beard came. He wanted to see the person in charge of the island. But the second master and his wife went to inspect the property and were not on the island.
And you are in retreat..."
Seeing him in trouble, Fu Henghua understood.
The fifth uncle, Fu Yongbao, devoted himself to cultivation and ignored worldly matters.
The eighth uncle Fu Yifu was on his way to invite Miao Tianshou Chi Jianzi, but he was not on the island either.
Therefore, the welcoming envoy asked people to wait for a while, intending to wait for Fuyinggu to return before making further arrangements.
"Then what?" Henghua looked at the two greeters.
Yunsong and Changxiu were both handsome and handsome, and were personally selected by Fu Henghua as attendants to welcome foreign guests.
Yun Song said: "Later, he left for a while. When he came back, his other arm was gone. We planned to let him go to the island to recuperate, but he refused directly. He left the red box and left."
Ran Qi handed the box to Fu Henghua.
Henghua opened it and took a look. Purple clouds hit his face and the fragrance was fragrant.
Xiaoyu and Hengshou came over, only to hear Fu Henghua let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, this is what it is!"
Xiaoyu looked around and saw a three-foot-long purple ginseng body inside the box, with neat and slender beard and hair, and a golden pattern on it.
Black ginseng!
And the portions are generous.
"This should be the ginseng that cut off one of his own arms, right?"
Fu Henghua looked heavy and closed the box.
"Xiao Yu, you and Uncle Ran go to report to your grandfather. Remember, call your fifth uncle. Hengshou, follow me to find the person. Where did the person go?"
Changxiu: "It seems to be the west."
Fu Henghua took off on the wind, and Hengshou quickly caught up with his robe and boots.
On the way, Fu Henghua put on his clothes and shoes and cast a spell to calculate the man's whereabouts.
But Xuanjin Ginseng has a thousand years of Taoism, and it cannot be measured under the golden elixir.
In desperation, Fu Henghua had no choice but to use the phoenix language to call on the birds to help him find someone.
It was not until dusk that the two of them caught up with Ginseng in the Yanlong Western Region.
Seeing the old man who had lost both arms, Fu Henghua leaned over to thank him and respectfully asked the Immortal to come to the island to heal his injuries.