Chapter 12 Dragon Boat Race to Win the Golden Tower
Jin San was taken aback and leaned forward to look carefully.
The dragon head boat is made of white bones, which are pale, smooth, and tightly fitted. There are two black mist embedded in the dragon head's eye sockets, which are constantly rotating like a whirlpool.
As if he felt Jin San's gaze, the black mist-like dragon eyes also looked at Jin San, flashing a strange light. Jin San stared at it for a few times, and bursts of shrill roars suddenly sounded in his ears.
I suddenly felt frightened and hurriedly looked away.
The entire dragon-headed boat was about ten feet long and was swaying with the waves. It was empty with nothing inside.
"Any monk can summon a dragon-headed boat and ride the boat on the Zhangshui River to chase the waves." Bai Shitong explained, "Although the boat will be attacked by snakes, fish, and insects, it can also hunt them and obtain cultivation resources." p>
"What this fellow Taoist said is right." Shi Tao smiled and continued, "The wilderness is full of dangers, the terrain is complex and changeable, and all kinds of poisonous insects and poisonous miasma are everywhere all year round. It is not easy to enter the Zhangshui River deep in the wilderness.
?For all of you, being able to take advantage of this secret bamboo forest to ride a dragon boat to hunt snakes and fish in the Zhangshui River is a rare opportunity for practice."
"It can be regarded as a return gift from me, the Seventh Master of the Bamboo Forest, to all the fellow Taoists who came to congratulate me." Liu Ling continued.
Everyone's eyes were flickering. For most of the casual cultivators, their hope of seizing the Golden Que Illustration was extremely slim. They might as well get some benefits and give face to the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest.
"Compared with the Golden Que Illustrated Book, the opportunity of Zhangshui River is just like the light of fireflies and the bright moon. There is a huge difference!" Baimei snorted coldly and pushed forward the case. The Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest wanted to buy these casual cultivators with a small profit.
I want to concentrate my efforts on dealing with the people in the Demon Sect, but how can I let them get their wish?
His eyes were sharp and electric, and he slowly scanned the surroundings. As soon as everyone's eyes came into contact with him, their eyes suddenly felt sore, and their vision was bright, as if they were burned by the dazzling bright light.
"As we all know, the Golden Que Illustrated Book has always been owned by our Demon Sect and has never belonged to outsiders! Now that the Golden Que Illustrated Catalog has fallen into the hands of Yuan An, it is unclear how to convince our Demon Sect monks.
Are the monks in the world convinced?" Bai Mei's excited voice echoed on the Zhangshui River, overwhelming the roaring waves for a while.
"This is the little magician——" Shi Tao frowned and was about to defend himself, but was interrupted by Bai Mei's high-pitched laughter.
"As for the gift from the little magician, it is the most ridiculous thing in the world. The little magician and Yuan An have never known each other, and they have no relatives or friends. How could he give such a valuable treasure to a stranger who is still young and a member of the Taoist sect? I want to ask everyone here.
Fellow Taoists, which one of you would give a rare Kung Fu to someone when you meet them for the first time? Fellow Taoist Shi Tao, can you do it?" Baimei sneered several times, stretched his arms straight towards Zhikarizhen, and shouted, "It can be seen from this that
, Yuan An must have used shady means to steal the Golden Palace Picture Book from my Demon Sect!"
A group of demonic cultivators started making noises, and some casual cultivators also took advantage of the situation to make a fuss, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Baimei and Hongyan secretly smiled. Only by using the power of everyone to attack, could they have a chance to seize the treasure from the fire.
"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Liangmi stood up angrily and scolded, "The Golden Que Illustrated Records were clearly given to Yuan An by Bian Wuya himself. We saw this with our own eyes, and everyone in Lu was also present at the time!"<
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Lu Yi Zhu didn't seem to hear the argument between the two sides at all. He carefully peeled off a delicate four-cornered candied rice dumpling, revealing the jade-white glutinous rice and bright red candied dates. He took a small bite, chewed slowly, and after a while, lightly chewed the rice dumplings.
He sighed: "The texture of the red beans is not sandy enough, there is a little too much plum meat, and the sweet and sour blend is not perfect. Compared with Dachu Shouchun Yanyulou's candied rice dumplings, the taste is ultimately inferior."
Everyone looked at her slender fingers pinching the rice dumplings. Her skin was whiter than glutinous rice, and her red lips were redder than candied fruit. They couldn't help but have dry mouths, and they all swallowed.
Seeing that the green bead did not answer, Bai Mei looked like she was staying out of the matter. She couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in her heart, and said loudly: "You keep saying that the Golden Que Picture Book was a gift from the little magician, so where is the little magician now? According to me
Look, the little magician has been killed by Yuan An’s trick, and his body is gone!”
"Avenge the little magician!" "Hand over the Golden Palace Picture Book of my magic sect!" A group of magic cultivators shouted loudly, and the crowd was furious. The casual cultivators also took the opportunity to make noise, hoping to gain greater benefits.
The seven men in the bamboo forest looked at each other, and Ji Kang nodded slightly.
"Here is the picture of the Golden Palace!" Zhikarizhen shouted suddenly, took out a brilliant golden bead from the sleeve of his robe, raised it high, and showed it to everyone. "Everyone who has come from afar must be
For the sake of this golden palace in Yuan’s hand.”
A group of casual cultivators were doubtful. They had never seen the Golden Que Illustration, and they did not know that this secret book was a golden bead. Many demonic cultivators were jealous and ready to move, and they wanted to rush in to kill people and seize the treasure.
"Everyone of you, Lu, has practiced this Golden Que Illustration, and you should know whether it is true or false." Zhikari Zhen raised his hand and suddenly threw the golden bead towards the green bead.
Baimei stared at the golden bead, with a scorching color flashing in his eyes, and he forcibly suppressed the idea of taking action. The Golden Que Catalog was now a hot potato, and whoever snatched it first would be the first to besieged.
Lu Yi Zhu was slightly startled, flicked her long sleeves, rolled up the golden beads and looked at them for a few times, and said with a chuckle: "Young Master Yuan is a real person, this is indeed a genuine Golden Que catalogue." Her eyes moved, making everyone greedy.
With all the color in his eyes, his long sleeves fluttered slightly, and he threw the golden beads towards Zhikarizhen.
With a "dang" sound, Zhikarizhen's long sword was swung out with its sheath, and the golden bead was thrown in the middle. The golden bead was violently knocked away, drew a bright and fast arc in the air, and fell into the Zhangshui River. Everyone was stunned for a moment, but before they could react, a bit of bright golden light had disappeared with the waves. The golden beads did not sink into the water, but floated on the river, swept by the waves, ups and downs, and surged into the distance.
"This is the legendary Golden Tower that leads directly to the road!" Bai Shitong stared at Jinzhu blankly, and suddenly shouted, rushing up to the dragon boat on the shore like a whirlwind, with a strong step under his feet, the dragon boat shook, and then swayed.
Go into the river, chasing the golden beads.
The monks all around seemed to be waking up from a dream, shouting "Ji Meng is back" one after another, and white-bone dragon boats were summoned. The monks came in groups, rushing to jump on the dragon boats, chasing the golden beads anxiously.
Only a few monks remained at the banquet, watching carefully.
Deep in the river, countless ferocious snakes, insects, and fish monsters smelled the fresh popularity, jumped out of the waves crazily, and pounced on the dragon boats one after another.
Bai Mei's complexion changed drastically. Yuan An's move of throwing away the golden bead was so unexpected that his plan to take advantage of the crowd failed. Now, under the temptation of the Golden Que Picture Book, the monks are fighting separately, and they can no longer join forces to deal with the bamboo forest.
Seventh Son.
This means that the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest may defeat them one by one and kill them all in the Zhangshui River!
"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and I, the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest, will have a dragon boat competition with you all on the Zhangshui River, and compete for the Golden Que Illustrated Fairly!" Zhi Kaizhen shouted loudly, and his huge mental power, which was almost the same as the Dao, extended out, covering several miles of the Zhangshui River.
, the Supreme Heart Mirror reflects the subtle movements of every monk on the Bone Dragon Boat.
At Ji Kang's call, a white-bone dragon boat sailed to the shore, and the seven people in the bamboo forest jumped on the dragon boat and galloped away through the waves.