The angry Feng Wuhen walked out from the depths of the temple. At this moment, Jiang Chen was carrying the big dragon, looking at the little guy who looked like he wanted to hit him but was unable to do anything.
When Feng Wuhen came out, Dalong's eyes lit up.
“Feng Wuhen, beat him, I will take you to the Flame Mountain, and let Xiaohong lend you the fire spirit to use!”
After Feng Wuhen came out, he took a look at the messy hall and looked at Jiang Chen with an unkind look. You are the kid. Every time you come here, something bad will happen.
Boom!
A palm was slapped towards Jiang Chen. The green palm was like a mountain, sweeping in the strong wind and heading towards Jiang Chen to suppress it.
Jiang Chen let go of the big dragon and made a seal with both hands. Two phantoms of a dragon and a tiger completely formed by thunder appeared behind him. Accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, they collided with Feng Wuhen.
Divine light shone in all directions, and halos like the morning sun hit the walls of the hall, causing countless streaks to flicker.
Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes and knew that this boy had made a lot of progress this year, but now it seems that it is not as simple as not making a lot of progress.
“Fuck it, get out and don’t break my things!”
Feng Wuhen cursed and grabbed Jiang Chen. Naturally, Jiang Chen would not be caught by him so easily. He turned into lightning, and the two of them chased each other and flew towards the outside of the temple.
Two streams of light soared into the sky. Ordinary people could not see it, but the monks could feel the aura of the two powerful figures fighting each other. It was terrifying.
The two fought fiercely in mid-air and soon arrived outside Qingtian Cave.
“Good boy, I can’t suppress you even with my cultivation in the secret realm of Dao Palace!”
Feng Wuhen shook his head and said, showing his big yellow teeth.
“Hey, uncle, things are different now. The days of slapping me on the back of the head are gone forever!”
Jiang Chen grinned and punched Feng Wuhen. This place was already deep inside the Wa Palace, so it was impossible for ordinary people to be there. Naturally, the two of them could attack without any scruples.
Thunder light flashed on Jiang Chen's body, and purple electric flowers crackled, like the god of war in charge of thunder. Everywhere he passed was a thunder field.
Feng Wuhen also had green divine power flashing on his body. The trees outside Qingtian Cave were bent down by the strong wind. Feng Wuhen's long hair was flying. Although he was unkempt, it could be seen that this guy had a good foundation.
Boom!
Thunder was like a galaxy, suppressing Feng Wuhen. The green wind turned into a tornado and collided directly with the sea of thunder. A huge roar exploded, followed by the aftermath, spreading to all directions.
“Boy, be careful, I’m going to use 50% of my strength!”
Feng Wuhen felt powerful fluctuations in his body, and he opened his mouth to remind Jiang Chendao.
“Cut the nonsense!”
Jiang Chen made a seal with both hands, and three large seals appeared in front of him. Black and white energy filled the air, forming a pair of sky-lifting wings behind him.
Looking at Jiang Chen whose aura had changed drastically, Feng Wuhen became slightly more solemn. Although Jiang Chen had not yet achieved success, he now had the inheritance of the King of Humans and the aura of the Lord of Humanity exuding from his body was still very intimidating.
But... he is just a little guy, so what if he has a human-king body? These three seals are still the unique skills of their Feng family!
Hence, a very strange scene appeared outside Qingtian Cave. Two people used the same technique, and both had the aura of a human master. Although Jiang Chen had the body of a human king, his realm was not as good as Feng Wuhen.
Ten minutes later...
“No more fighting, no more fighting!”
Jiang Chen, with a bruised nose and swollen face, knocked back Feng Wuhen with one punch, and stood at the edge of Qingtian Cave and said.
Over there, Feng Wuhen was not much better than him. His nose was bleeding and there were dark circles on his eyes. The key was that he was still covering the back of his head with one hand, and his head was still buzzing.
“Good boy, take advantage and run away, you have a good idea!”
"Do you dare to come in? If you dare to come in, I will arrest you!"
“If you have the ability, come out!”
“If you have the ability, come in!”
"Come out!"
“Come in!”
………
At night, beside Butian Lake to the west of Wa Palace, Jiang Chen was grilling a fish, and Dalong was waiting quietly with his hands on his cheeks.
Feng Wuhen shaved his beard for a rare occasion, not to mention, he is a bit handsome!
The two of them were still bruised and swollen during the day, but at night, their faces were calm and calm, and they showed no trace of their embarrassment at that time.
"Brother Feng, I think there is a dragon in here, how about..."
“Get out of here, that old Jiao is bigger than your grandfather, can you bear it?”
“Impossible, the village chief is hundreds of years old!”
…”
Feng Wuhen realized that he was in bad luck when he met Jiang Chen and Dashan.
“What are you two doing here again?”
Feng Wuhen stretched out his hand, took Jiang Chen’s grilled fish directly into his hand, and asked.
Jiang Chen smiled and said nothing, secretly making another note to Feng Wuhen in his heart.
“We want to know about the secret realm of the Yellow River!”
Jiang Chen flicked his finger again, took a few fish from Butian Lake, and started grilling them.
“The village chief told you about the secret realm of the Yellow River. It’s okay for you to go there, Jiang Chen. But if you go past the mountains, your strength will be a bit weak!”
Feng Wuhen heard Jiang Chen's words, glanced at them, and then spoke directly.
Dashan’s eyes immediately turned resentful, which made me heartbroken. You were not like this back then.
"Don't look at me like that. Although the Yellow River Secret Realm is secret, there are still many people who know about it. Once it opens in a hundred years, there are countless people waiting for it. I know of several monks of the Four Great Perfections who are stuck in this realm.
It’s been a long time, just to participate in the Yellow River Secret Realm!”
Feng Wuhen still knows a lot. After all, his strength and identity are there. Even if he later fell, he still knows a lot of secrets.
At the Dragon Transformation Realm, one can become the founder of a sect on Earth. However, there are still people who can resist advancing to the Yellow River Secret Realm. This shows how tempting the Yellow River Secret Realm is.
“Moreover, when the time comes, there may not only be participants from China, but also monks from other continents. The competition will definitely be very fierce. Entering the secret realm of the Dao Palace, it is almost difficult to get a chance!”
“Uncle, why are you so anxious to advance to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm?”
Jiang Chen asked in confusion. Logically speaking, Feng Wuhen shouldn't be in a hurry. After all, he also knew about the secret realm of the Yellow River.
"because……"
“Because his family is planning to have a blind date with him, and they said that if he is still staying in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, he should hurry up and carry on the family lineage!”
Before Feng Wuhen could finish his words, Dalong on the side said it as if he was showing off.
Jiang Chen and Dashan suddenly looked at Feng Wuhen. Just because of this, you want to advance quickly and don't even care about the Yellow River Secret Realm. How afraid of marriage are you!
“You...you don’t understand!”
Feng Wuhen's face was a little confused when Dalong exposed his real reason, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence.
“Brother Feng, are you going this time?”
Dashan asked in confusion.
“Go, I heard that the guy from the West will also go in this time, it just so happened that he didn’t get beaten up last time!”
Feng Wuhen said stiffly with a straight face.
Jiang Chen knew that he was talking about Alexander of the Holy See, a very strong "crooked nut". As for Feng Wuhen, he was confused. It was not certain who beat whom last time!
The secret realm of the Yellow River will be opened in half a month. Originally, Feng Wuhen was not prepared to go there so early, but he could not withstand Dashan’s pleas, so the four of them set off the next day.
Xi'an is a city full of history. It is bordered by the Wei River in the north and the Qinling Mountains in the south. It is known as the eight rivers that moisten Chang'an.
Jiang Chen and Dashan both came to Chang'an for the first time, but with just one glance, they could tell how extraordinary this place was.
Eight rivers, that is, eight big dragons, work together to defend Chang'an. The gathering of dragon energy is the real place where dragons thrive.
No wonder so many dynasties in history established their kingdoms here, which means that this is the end of the Dharma era. Otherwise, Chang'an must be the territory of a great religion or a divine dynasty.
It is a pity that in the Age of Ending Law, the eight dragon veins have dried up, and Xi'an has lost its former glory. Even so, there are still many monks hidden in this prosperous metropolis.
When Jiang Chen and the four of them entered Xi'an, they were on a high building in the city center.
“Sir, the people from the Feng family are here, and the person beside me seems to be Jiang Chen from Longhu Mountain!”
A man with eyes said to the strong man in front.
“It’s fun to be with the Feng family in Longhu Mountain!”
Elsewhere, a scantily clad girl in the bar said with interest.
“It’s lively, Xi’an hasn’t been so lively for a long time!”
In a barber shop, a little old man was trimming Liu Hai with his customers and said with a smile.
As Jiang Chen and the others arrived in Xi'an, this metropolis suddenly seemed to come alive.
After making a reservation at the hotel, Feng Wuhen ran straight towards the bar, accompanied by Dashan who looked excited.
“Brother Feng, do those women inside really not wear pants?”
In the air, the obscene laughter of Dashan Follow the Wind Wuhen could be heard faintly.
“Jiang Chen, let’s go too!”
The big dragon was held in Jiang Chen's hand, and his eyes were a little excited. If Jiang Chen hadn't caught him, I'm afraid the little colored dragon would have followed him.
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"Where are we going? We have business to do!"
Jiang Chen patted Xiao Longao's head and walked out with him.
“Mr. Jiang, our lady invites you!”
As soon as he went out, a gorgeous woman walked towards her and said to Jiang Chen with a smile.
"No time!"
Jiang Chen led Dalong and walked straight past the woman, leaving her with a turbulent back, leaving her messy in the wind.
“Jiang Chen, what are we going to do?”
“Take you to a good place!”
Jiang Chen said softly, ever since he learned about the First Emperor, Jiang Chen had been very curious. After finally coming to Xi'an, he naturally wanted to visit the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pit.
Actually, Jiang Chen had been here before when he first came to Earth to search for the Immortal Path. Unfortunately, he didn't see any difference here at that time.
Today, I am no longer what I used to be, and I can finally witness the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.
Even at night, there were still so many people watching the Terracotta Warriors and Horses. When Jiang Chen entered, there were many children selling flowers and water.
In front of you, terracotta warriors and horses stand in the pits one by one, with rich expressions and majestic momentum, as if they are not dead objects, but the divine army of the imperial dynasty that swept the world.
However, after Jiang Chen looked at them for a while, he frowned. These terracotta warriors and horses were indeed very lifelike, but they were indeed mortal objects and there was no fluctuation of divine power in them.
For this reason, Jiang Chen asked him to crush each one for inspection and then restore it to confirm that these were ordinary terracotta warriors and horses.
“Little brother, you want to see the real Terracotta Warriors and Horses?”
At this moment, an old voice came from beside Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen turned around and saw an old man wearing a suit and combed white hair. He was looking at him with a smile.
“Do you know where I can look?”
“Of course, do you dare to go?”
“Why don’t you dare!”
Jiang Chen looked at the old man calmly, a monk in the early stage of the Four Extremes. He was not afraid of him. If an old man dared to attack him, Jiang Chen would have the confidence to escape.
Earth is not like Beidou, and there are powerful people who can take action at every turn. On Earth, Dragon Transformation Monks are all big bosses!
Following the old man to the outside, he led the dragon and galloped all the way, finally stopping in front of a hill.
There is a pavilion on the top of the mountain. At this moment, a woman in a long skirt is playing the piano. The tinkling sound is like the sound of a mountain spring, very clear and crisp.
“Little brother, please!”
The old man stretched out his hand towards Jiang Chen and said.
Jiang Chen jumped directly to the hill and sat opposite the woman in the long skirt. There was also an eleven or twelve year old Dalong beside him. Those who didn't know better thought he was his son.
“It’s not easy to meet Brother Jiang!”
The woman raised her head. She was very beautiful, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her eyes were bright, as if she could speak.
"Who are you?"
“Brother Jiang, you are such a noble person who forgets things. My maid even went to invite you in person just now!”
The woman chuckled, waved and placed a cup of tea in front of them.
Jiang Chen suddenly realized that it was the co-author who wanted to see him today.
“What does the girl want from me?”
“You are so rude and don’t know how to introduce yourself. Are you always so direct when talking to other girls?”
The woman in the long skirt rolled her eyes and said with some resentment.
“Haha, I think the girl knows me. It’s a waste of time to know, isn’t it? I wonder who you are?”
“The little girl’s surname is Li, Li Qingyao, from the Li family of the Tang Dynasty. You can call me Yaoyao!”
“It turns out to be Miss Li!”
“I want you to be called Yaoyao!”
"Shut up!"
Jiang Chen slapped Xiao Longao on the back of his head and said with eyes wide.
“Jiang Chen, Mr. Long will fight with you today!”
Little Long Ao yelled and rushed towards Jiang Chen with teeth and claws. Jiang Chen, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the back of the little guy's neck and subdued him.
Boom, boom, boom!
This all seems very harmonious, just a scene of the elder brother bullying the younger brother, but you ignore the shaking void and the pavilion that is about to collapse.
The dragon was just struggling, but it was so powerful, which surprised Li Qingyao. This little guy couldn't be a Taoist monk!
Jiang Chen increased the output of his divine power and was able to subdue Xiao Longao. This guy made rapid progress. Even though Jiang Chen easily subdued him, it was because he had learned Dou Zi Mi, the Great Way to the Simple, and the numerous tricks.
In one move.
If it had been anyone else, a monk who had just entered the Four Extremes would not have thought of confining this little guy so easily.
“Brother Jiang, I see that you have been visiting the terracotta warriors and horses since today. I guess you know some rumors. These terracotta warriors and horses are just decorations in the imperial tombs. The real terracotta warriors and horses cannot be seen here at all!”
Li Qingyao put away her surprise, looked at Jiang Chen and said.
“Do you have one in the Li family?”
“Yes, and as long as Brother Jiang agrees to explore the secret realm of the Yellow River with me this time, I will use the terracotta warriors and horses to have a look with Brother Jiang!”