"If you know whether it's good or not, you'll know if you try it!"
Ye Long was as fast as lightning. He stepped on his feet and burst out his true energy. His faint figure loomed, and as the figure swayed, he mysteriously disappeared from the place. With lightning speed, meteors chasing the moon, he came directly in front of Lao Er.
The second child didn't expect Ye Long's movement to be so fast. Ye Long raised his hand and slapped the second child hard on the face. Although the second child was at the early stage of Jindan, he still felt his face was burning.
It hurt so much that a mouthful of blood came out.
"Relying on the old and betraying the old! Shameless!"
Ye Long's face showed anger. He had broken through the bottleneck of his golden elixir stage in the cave and crossed the watershed of this golden elixir stage. At this time, Ye Long had successfully condensed his golden elixir into the most perfect golden color.
He has already become a master of the golden elixir, even if he is only one step away from reaching the Nascent Soul stage.
The second child was furious. He was slapped by a young boy, which made him lose face. He grabbed Ye Long with all his heart, and his fingers were filled with the aura of death, tightly wrapping Ye Long.
Ye Long's eyelids twitched, and the power of metal and stone in the power of the Five Elements erupted directly. Ye Long directly pounced on the second child with a Dragon Flame Technique.
This is the Dragon Fire Technique of the Golden Core, which is more than ten times more powerful than before. The second child did not expect that Ye Long would use such a powerful technique at close range. He was unprepared and could only shake a hundred times in an instant.
Ghost Bell, I want to summon hundreds of ghosts to resist
. I saw Ye Long calm down, and a dragon roar came out, shocking the earth. The huge sound made the second child dizzy, making him retreat repeatedly, and finally pushed him to the wall, trying to kill the inside of him.
The air is squeezed out bit by bit.
Lao Er, who was shaken back by the dragon's roar, also delayed the use of Baigui Ling. A dragon flame technique hit Lao Er steadily, and the blazing flames burned directly on Lao Er's body. Not only
The flames burned all over Lao Er's body, and the flames also hurt Lao Er's soul. It was as if Lao Er's soul sea suddenly evaporated, and his spiritual power was drained away. Lao Er couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.
"I said, whoever stops me today will die!"
At this time, about a hundred miles north of Qingcheng Mountain, there was a majestic high mountain, which stretched for more than ten miles. It was covered with clouds and fog, and the mountain trails were winding. Although there were no dangerous mountains and peaks, the mountains were majestic and had the air of a dragon. On the mountain
There are colorful trees, long pavilions with flowing water, old cranes listening to the pines, and apes swimming in the streams. It can be said to be a Taoist fairy mountain, so secretive that it is difficult to understand.
Here is Longhu Mountain, which ranks first among the "Three Mountains".
"Lan'er, how long has it been since Zhang Haoran, Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Mountain who came to visit a few days ago, left?"
The speaker was a thin old man in his fifties, wearing black Taoist robes and holding a two-foot-long Fuchen in his hand. Although his beard, hair and temples were a bit white, he looked energetic and his eyes were bright, but he had only left them on.
A goatee looks a little sparse.
There is a young woman sitting in front of the old man. She is petite but looks very beautiful. Her eyebrows are like crescent moons, her eyes are like autumn water, her complexion is as fair as jade, her long black hair is tied up with an emerald green hairpin, and she is wearing a uniform.
Wearing a light green thin shirt, she looked fresh and refined. She was sitting with the old man in a deep courtyard in the valley.
"Well, the Taoist priest went down the mountain five days ago. Based on the distance traveled, he should have arrived at Qingcheng Mountain yesterday."
After the woman finished speaking, she approached the old man again, with a playful face, and asked with a smile:
"Master, just tell me, what did Taoist Master Zhang Haoran put down here? He asked you to keep it a secret and not even tell me. He usually loves me the most."
It turns out that this woman is Shangguan Yunlan from Longhu Mountain, and the old man is Shangguan Yunlan’s master and the elder of the outer sect of Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, Jiang Zhong.
"Ahem, didn't I tell you before? This matter is of great importance and I can't tell you."
Jiang Zhong's eyelids twitched, he touched his goatee and said.
"Bullying! I asked Taoist Priest Zhang Haoran, and he said that if I want to know, someone will tell me in a few days, and he must be referring to you, master!"
Shangguan Yunlan immediately stopped laughing and said with a cherry-like mouth, "The Taoist Master didn't take me with him when he came down the mountain, leaving me alone to be bored. It's really abominable!"
"Silly girl, Taoist Zhang once told you that you should stop playing around and concentrate on cultivating the Tao."
Jiang Zhong saw that the woman was showing her temper and refused to speak, so he lightly hit her forehead with the dust in his hand, and then continued:
"Well, let me teach you a spell as compensation for you."
When Shangguan Yunlan heard that she was going to learn a new Taoist technique, her face immediately turned from gloomy to clear, and she smiled brightly. Then she stood up and pinched the old man's shoulders, and complained to the old man:
"Master, the senior brothers in my sect are only two years older than me, and their cultivation level is one level higher than mine. Now I am still lingering in the foundation building stage. The senior brothers usually rely on their higher cultivation level than me.
He bullied me a lot."
It turns out that all the orthodox Taoist cultivators in the Jiuzhou Taoist sects in the world practice according to the method of moving the heavens around, using the power of nature to mobilize the true energy in the body to move according to the routes of the heavens, practicing the Qi and repairing the meridians, so that the internal energy is sufficient, the meridians are smooth, and the essence is
, Qi, and Shen become one, and finally reach the state of inaction.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhong rolled his eyes at her and said, "You usually don't practice Shendao well. If you worked as hard as your fellow seniors, you should have reached the foundation building level long ago. You can't blame others."
"Hmph! I don't care, I can't teach my senior brother the Taoist skills my master gave me this time!"
"Okay, just don't teach me. Hey, you girl, how dare you pinch the master."
At this time, the sky on Qingcheng Mountain was bleak, with no light from the sun or the moon. The large and heavy dark clouds lying across Qingcheng Mountain were as motionless as gray lead, and the wind was howling, creating a terrifying scene.
In front of the Demon Subduing Hall in Qingcheng Mountain, Ye Long stood tall and tall in front of the little Taoist Qingfeng. The three Tang Sect masters standing in front of him had angry expressions on their faces and held various magical weapons in their hands, but no one dared to step on it.
Before taking action with Ye Long.
The Tang Sect's second oldest was knocked unconscious by Ye Long with one move, and Bai Lao was seriously injured by Zhang Haoran's life-saving blow and could no longer fight. Although there were three people left in the Tang Sect, there was only one master who was in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and the other two
He was only at the peak of foundation building, and could not be an enemy of Ye Long, who had achieved great success in the golden elixir. Therefore, the three of them secretly communicated with each other and prepared to deal with Ye Long together.
"You three can come together, so you don't waste my time!"
Ye Long looked at the three people in front of him. He didn't know when there was a long sword behind them. There was a flying dragon engraved on the long sword, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar coming out.
Ye Long pulled out the long sword with a clang, held it in his hand, made a starting gesture, and said:
"Qingcheng Mountain Yelong, the name of the sword is Kunlun, please enlighten me!"