Chapter 1701 Old Dragon Bodhisattva, the real body of the canopy
On an isolated island shrouded in clouds and mist in the Overseas Star Palace.
Ao Zheng, the Great Immortal of the Dragon Clan, invited the White Lotus Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Clan to drink tea and talk about Taoism on the island.
White Lotus Bodhisattva put down the fragrant tea in his hand and asked lightly: "Dragon Master invited the poor monk here to drink tea. I wonder if it is the intention of Dragon Palace? The intention of Puyuan Tianzun? Or maybe it is the intention of Dragon Lord?"
Ao Zheng refilled the tea cup of White Lotus Bodhisattva with spiritual tea. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "Bodhisattva, you are worried too much. The old dragon has no other intention of inviting Bodhisattva here this time. It is just that the newly promoted person has received the spiritual tea offered by the junior. I can't bear it."
Exclusively for you, I specially invite Bodhisattva to taste it together."
Having said this, Ao Zheng Longzun put down the teapot in his hand and said: "After all, truly good tea can only be tasted in the mouths of people who really understand tea!"
White Lotus Bodhisattva thanked Dragon Lord Ao Zheng for the tea cup, lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "I wonder who the junior who offered tea to Dragon Lord was? How could such a filial younger generation fail to sit down?
?It really makes this poor monk envious and jealous."
Dragon Master Ao Zheng laughed "haha" and said: "The Bodhisattva has a pure heart and few desires. Even if the children of the future generations are willing to be filial, I am afraid that they will also end up with a reputation of being impure."
White Lotus Bodhisattva put down the tea cup for the second time and said calmly: "So, Long Zun is optimistic about the Yang family in Xishan?"
Ao Zheng Longzun also suppressed the smile on his face and said: "Old Long is the shortest way to take advantage of his family. After being entrusted by others, he has to be loyal to others."
Bai Lian nodded and said: "The poor monk has understood what the Dragon Lord meant. Now that he has enjoyed this spiritual tea, the poor monk will take his leave."
Ao Zheng Long Zun cupped his hands and said: "The Bodhisattva appreciates his face. The old dragon feels that his face is bright, so I won't give it away."
A burst of white mist came, and the White Lotus Bodhisattva disappeared, leaving only a piece of sandalwood floating in the air.
Dragon Lord Jiao Chi appeared from behind Ao Zheng and said, "The White Lotus Bodhisattva left like this. Aren't you afraid that he will turn around and go to the Xishan Star Palace again?"
Ao took the time to pour himself a full cup of spiritual tea and said slowly: "Monks don't lie!"
Jiaochi Longzun thought for a while and then asked: "What about the Yang family in Xishan? If the Yang family is defeated this time, wouldn't we gain nothing and have a bad relationship with the Shi clan for nothing?"
Ao Zheng Longzun looked at Jiao Chi strangely when he heard this and said: "How come there is no gain? We are the only ones who can truly guarantee the harvest from drought and flood!"
Seeing that Jiao Chi still looked surprised, Ao Zheng suggested: "If the Yang family in Xishan can survive this disaster, that's all. If it really can't survive, then the whole Yang family in Xishan should be able to survive."
Death? When the time comes, that girl Lanxuan will naturally protect the monks of the Yang family as much as possible, and as long as the monks of the Yang family are not bent on death, they will naturally know who to trust, especially the direct blood descendants of the little friend Junshan. Hehe,
The Yang family monks who can survive are not fools. When the time comes, we don’t have to do anything. Naturally, there will be Yang family monks who take the initiative to send us things we are interested in. In this way, we will not only gain a reputation for benevolence and righteousness, but also gain the essence of the Yang family.
Why not kill two birds with one stone like this?"
Jiao Chi was suddenly enlightened and secretly sighed that ginger is still spicy after old age!——
A river of blood fell from the sky, and everywhere Yan Dazhi looked, there was a strong smell of blood.
Yan Dazhi's long sword flew into the air and tore the blood curtain in the sky into two pieces.
However, before he could escape from it, another wave of blood surged in from all around, covering the torn blood curtain again.
Yan Dazhi tried several times to break through the blood curtain and break out, but all failed. In desperation, he had no choice but to raise his hand and hang four talismans around him, forming a rune barrier to withstand the successive attacks of the blood waves around him.
Just when Yan Dazhi was in a stalemate with the foreign immortals hiding in the darkness, a voice suddenly passed through the blood curtain surrounding him and reached his ears.
"Hehe, tens of thousands of years have passed, but the Shura clan has not made any progress at all, and they are still serving as pawns for the demon clan?"
Yan Dazhi's heart moved, and the four talismans surrounding him suddenly rushed into the surrounding blood curtain. With four deafening roars, four hot white brilliance flashed in the blood curtain, making the whole world
All that is left is the red and white colors.
At the same time, Yan Dazhi's long sword cut through the blood curtain again, and when the surrounding blood curtain tried to close again, a piece of rain suddenly fell outside the blood curtain.
The moment the sparse raindrops fell, the blood curtain all over the sky melted as quickly as spring snow under the sun, and soon only a thin layer of light red blood mist remained.
"Xuanyin True Water!"
An angry and fearful voice followed: "Who is it!"
Yan Dazhi knew that the opportunity was rare, and saw that the blood mist around him was getting thicker and shrinking, so he quickly cut through the void with his sword and broke out.
The moment Yan Dazhi broke out of the encirclement, he saw two people standing in mid-air facing each other. Judging from the auras of these two people, it was obvious that their cultivation had reached the peak of the Yuanshen Immortal Realm.
However, compared to the Shura monk whose whole body was shrouded in blood mist, and whose blood smell almost spread for hundreds of feet, Yan Dazhi was able to distinguish the fat monk on the other side even though he was surrounded by demonic aura.
Defeat the enemy and ourselves.
And the True Immortal Shura had obviously realized that the situation was not good, so he turned around and tried to escape.
But this time, Yan Dazhi had expected it. Several immortal talismans had already flown to the direction of escape to form a simple talisman array. At the moment of collapse, the void was completely shattered, causing the Shura
Had to stop moving forward.
Immediately following Yan Dazhi, he had already chased to the opponent's side, and with a sweeping sword, half of the void was torn apart by the sword light, causing the Shura to have to step back, but happened to fall upon Yan Dazhi and the demon immortal.
Under attack from both front and back.
Yan Dazhi fell into an ambush by the opponent shortly after entering Yuzhou. He was restrained in every aspect and finally broke out, just when he had nowhere to vent his evil fire.
However, he did not forget to thank the demon fairy who helped him out of trouble.
"Thank you so much for your help, fellow Taoist. I don't know what to call you? I'm polite to you, Yan Dazhi, from the Xiatanxi Sect!"
Yan Dazhi took action to suppress the True Immortal Shura and said to the fat demon immortal.
Hearing this, the Demon Immortal was stunned for a moment, then laughed "haha" and said: "It turns out to be Senior Yan. I didn't expect you to come to Xishan as well. It's really disrespectful. I am Pang Zhu, a young man under the command of Junshan Immortal."
You're just a demon, I'm really lucky to meet you today."
Although the two parties have never met, as immortals from each other's families and sects, they naturally know the existence of the other party. Once they pass their names, they naturally understand that the other party is one of their own, and they immediately become familiar with each other, even targeting the Shura True Immortal.
During the siege, the cooperation between them instantly became smoother.
Although Yan Dazhi's sword power is fierce, his talisman skills are equally extraordinary. When the sword and talisman are combined, the strength he can unleash in an instant is almost no less than that of Pang Zhu, who is at the peak of Yuanshen Immortal Realm.
However, Yan Dazhi discovered that even in such a situation, Shura still focused most of his attention on Pang Zhu, and seemed to be far more afraid of Pang Zhu than he was.
This reminded Yan Dazhi of the "Xuanyin True Water" he had heard before when Shura's blood curtain was broken.
Thinking of this, Yan Dazhi suddenly felt something in his heart. He bit his finger and used his own blood as a guide to draw two void talismans in the air, hitting both sides of Shura respectively, blocking Shura's way of dodge.
Then Yan Dazhi pounced on him, stimulating the immortal energy in his body and exerting his swordsmanship to the extreme, forcing the Shura to retreat towards Pang Zhu's direction.
When Pang Zhu saw this, he obviously understood what Yan Dazhi was thinking. He took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spat out, and a ball of Xuanyin True Water refined in his belly immediately turned into raindrops, sealing off all the space for Shura to dodge.
"ah"
Shura let out a miserable howl, and the Xuanyin True Water melted all the blood mist that filled his body. The moment it fell on him, the clothes and body around him began to fester, turning into wisps of blue smoke and dissipating in the air.
Seeing this, Yan Dazhi would not let go of the opportunity to beat the drowned dog. The sword light turned into a wisp of filaments in the void and wound around Shura's head.
There was a sudden burst of blood mist in Shura's body. It seemed that he had used a secret technique to stimulate his potential and drained out the Xuanyin True Water that had seeped into his body. However, this obviously also greatly damaged Shura's own vitality.
But this also gave Shura a chance to escape. He saw that Shura's whole body had completely turned into a bloody light. At the last moment, he bypassed Yan Dazhi's silky sword light, and then a ray of blood light went straight through.
After passing Yan Dazhi's sword talisman blockade, he escaped towards the farthest reaches of the sky.
"No, let him escape!"
Yan Dazhi saw that his sword light failed, and he immediately felt very regretful.
"He can't escape!"
Pang Zhu's voice came, and Yan Dazhi realized that he was no longer at his original position.
A huge rake with sharp teeth swept across the air, but hit the blood light of Shura's escape head-on, and brought the Shura's body back to its original position.
Yan Dazhi's sword flashed, and Shura's body was transformed into four segments under the sword light, and he didn't even have time to scream.
"Fellow Daoist Pang's methods are admirable!"
Yan Dazhi praised sincerely.
"Haha, senior is being too modest. Pang just happened to have a mouthful of Xuanyin True Water to restrain Shura's blood river magical power."
Pang Zhu didn't dare to show off in front of the person in front of him.
"Xuanyin True Water? Dare you ask Fellow Daoist Pang, is this the ultimate treasure of the origin of water?"
Yan Dazhi seems to have never heard of this thing.
Pang Zhu explained: "No, no, this Xuanyin True Water is an inherited magical power of our Tianpeng clan, but it is also a way to reshape the immortal body and achieve the Tianpeng true body. It can be used to partially replace
The function of the original treasure, Pang was able to practice this magical power, thanks to the pot of earth-yin cold spring given by Junshan Immortal."
Speaking of this, Pang Zhu seemed to have remembered something, and a silly smile appeared on his face, saying: "But Junshan Immortal Lord once said that the Demon Blood City built by the Demon Clan in the Langjun Star Territory seemed to be built on a line from the beginning.