Chapter three hundred and seventieth dry, don't hesitate
The old man sent out a dragon energy from the dragon vein under the ancestral grave to condense a dragon shadow, instantly shaking away the four saints of Taixuan transformed from the talisman.
The dragon in the dragon vein is a real dragon. The blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird and black trunk that were engraved with spells were just their shapes without the breath of a holy beast. How could it resist the dragon that the old man called out from the dragon vein.
gas.
Wang Xuanzhen is right. In Yangjia Village, Xing'anling Mountains, and Yang's ancestral grave, the opponent is fighting at home. If you change a player of the same level to fight with someone, the old man will directly have a three-point advantage.
It's a cheater.
The dragon vein is in hand and cannot be defeated.
Regarding dragon veins, according to statistics in China's history, at least twenty-four dynasties should have appeared. If calculated based on the fact that each dynasty has one dragon vein, then China will have at least twenty-four dragon veins.
The dragon veins of Huangdi and Shang Tang are in the Yellow River Basin of the Central Plains, the dragon veins of the Zhou Dynasty are located in Qishan, the dragon veins of the Qin Dynasty are in the Qinling Mountains of Xianyang, the dragon veins of the Tang Dynasty are in Chang'an, the dragon veins of the Yuan Dynasty are in the Inner Mongolia grassland, and the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty are in the northeast, which is Xing'an.
Ridges and mountains.
As for where the dragon vein in the capital of China is now, it is said that few people know it, and only the leaders of the center know it. Apart from this, no one knows where the dragon vein is. It seems that there were several hidden earth masters together at the beginning of the founding of the country.
The dragon vein built by taking action.
It is said that the origin of China's dragon vein is in Kunlun Mountain, and then it starts to extend outward from Kunlun Mountain.
The Tianshan Mountains extend to the northwest, the Yinshan Mountains to the Greater and Big Xing'an Mountains, Changbai Mountains, and to the southwest, the Tanggula Mountains and the Himalayas then extend in various directions.
When the dynasties were destroyed and busy, the dragon vein was basically destroyed. When the dynasties were rising, the dragon vein was also because the dragon vein was guarded. A country's rise and fall basically had a small part of its fortune on the dragon vein, so the dragon vein was the dragon vein.
It is so powerful that it is not capable of fighting.
The dragon energy drawn by the old man was just a small branch of the dragon vein of the Xing'anling Mountains, and its power was already terrifying.
After the attack of the dragon energy, it did not dissipate immediately, but became a dragon-shaped circling on the old man's head. It looked extremely solemn and solemn. The old man looked a little unbearable. If it were a little bit like
I can't help but make people feel motivated to worship.
"It's a big deal, if this continues, we won't let this old guy eat it tightly, Lao Xiang..." Wang Xuanzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Give me two minutes to not let him harass me.
Is it OK?"
"What are you doing?" Xiang Que said without looking back.
"I'll fight and fuck him." Wang Xuanzhen took a few steps back and pulled a distance away from the old man.
Xiangque took a deep breath and looked at the old man.
"Steal what I want, I will knock you back to your original form and let you live a life," the old man said lightly.
"Back back to the original form?" Xiang Que smiled and said, "Do you want to destroy our cultivation?"
"It's good if you don't take your life." The old man waved his hand slightly, and the dragon head hovering above his head suddenly leaned forward and slowly approached Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun.
At this time, Xiang Que suddenly felt a palpitations suddenly burst out from Wang Xuanzhen's body behind him.
"Take it, or don't?"
"I'll hand your father a basket." Xiang Que held his hands tightly in front of his chest, and his index fingers were closed together: "The vast Feng Feng is full of Vajra Mountain, the infinite light cave of the spiritual treasure shines on the flame pool, and the sinful souls of the Nine Netherworld follow...
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Xiang Que withdrew his index finger and extended his middle finger: "The devil's head guard, the evil and filth dissipated, the Taoist Qi will always remain..."
"The Supreme One has the destiny to search for evil spirits, and the guardian god king protects the chanting scriptures..." Xiang Que's hands drooped, his little finger was bent downward and his thumb was bent: "The Taoist disciple Xiang Que is like a god's help"
The old man squinted his eyes and pressed his right hand downwards, and the dragon head in front slowly fell from the sky.
"Puff!" Xiang Que Meng pushed out a mouthful of blood.
"Kill" Xiang Que punched out, and a huge head condensed above his fist, which looked like a god.
Taoist sect, call the Vajra Mantra!
The human head was not afraid of the dragon head that had already lowered, and his ferocious face suddenly crashed from Xiang Que's fist.
"Boom" A muffled sound came from the woods, as if it was a bolt from the blue.
Qi'an, who was walking in the forest, blinked his eyes and said in confusion: "What level is this? Especially just now... I also felt the energy of the dragon vein. Uncle *** asked me to
Who is the one you are looking for?”
Old Master Yang, who came out of the Yang family mansion, frowned and stunned. Yang Fei'er said in surprise: "Second Master, who is fighting with whom he can force him to get his ancestral grave..."
"Shut up" the old man turned around and scolded.
Yang Fei'er pursed her lips and didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Su He and Zhao Lijun looked at each other and asked softly: "Your second grandfather seems to have a strong cultivation level."
Yang Feier shook her head and said, "My second grandfather's name is Yang Zhenghe. If you haven't heard of it, forget it, don't ask anymore."
Zhao Lijun shook his head in a daze, and Li Qiuzi remained silent. Only Su He's head began to recall the Feng Shui master he had noticed in his mind as if he had been over.
Yang Fei'er smiled speechlessly. Su He suddenly said: "Yang Zhenghe, the one who was hired as the local division master of the Republic of China eighty years ago?"
Old Master Yang who was walking in front turned around and said, "There shouldn't be many people who have heard of Yang Zhenghe, how do you know?"
"When Yuan Shikai proclaimed himself president, he invited Mr. Yang Zhenghe. It is said that Mr. Yang was reluctant to give Yuan Shikai local teacher at that time, because he once saw that Yuan Datou had not been called the emperor for a long time, so Yuan Shikai invited him several times and several times.
He didn't agree, but he didn't know why Mr. Yang came out in the end," Su He said as he recalled.
"Seldom know these secrets. How did you know? I believe that not many people have heard of Yang Zhenghe. My second uncle has always been a low-key person. He has stopped coming out of the mountain after he was 60 years old and lives in it all year round.
On the mountain, even the family members have rarely seen him.”
Su He glanced at Zhao Lijun and said, "You don't remember?"
"How could I remember that I really never heard of the name of Mr. Yang?" Zhao Lijun said in confusion.
"Oh," Su He looked ahead and said softly: "In the past few years, you have forgotten that you are the highest talented disciple of Maoshan who is familiar with Daozang."
"I have never lost Maoshan's face in recent years," Zhao Lijun frowned.
"Kang" At this moment, a dragon roar suddenly came out, and suddenly everyone in the forest felt a vicissitudes of life spreading around them.