Chapter 733 After the robbery, the gate of heaven is now
Ling Tianyun felt as if his chest was blocked, and the bitter taste made him feel that the faint pain was getting more and more intense. What he didn't understand was why Wanyan Zhantian and Wanyan Yan didn't
Tell them the truth. In fact, they have already had a life-long friendship. Even if Wanyan Zhantian asked them to help him win the dragon luck, they would help them without hesitation. But he didn't expect Wanyan Zhantian
Wanyanyan and his sister didn't reveal anything, which made him very hurt. He, Ye Yinfeng and Zhong Jianying were the only ones present who didn't know anything about it.
"Hey, little monk, do you know what this Dragon Luck is? You are all so mysterious, is there anything unexplainable about it?" Ling Tianyun was holding back a lot of anger but had nowhere to vent it. He opened his mouth and said to
The monk Bujie, who was close to Bailong's body not far away, asked loudly.
"Amitabha, there is nothing unspeakable. Does Donor Ling really not know about it? You don't know what this dragon's luck is and yet you come to Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain. Monks don't lie, but Donor Ling doesn't want to deceive young monks.
"Monk Bujie obviously didn't know that Ling Tianyun and others didn't know about it. He put his hands together and asked the other party.
"Master Bujie, do you think we are lying? The three of us came to Tianchi Lake by mistake. As for what you said about dragon luck, we really don't know anything. If master
If it's convenient, please help me clarify my doubts so that I don't become a fool." After Ye Yinfeng listened to the little monk's words, he said urgently. If they are the only three people present who don't know the inside story, then this is not the case.
Doesn't it seem too sarcastic?
"Master Ye, let me tell you this. I concealed this matter from the three of you. This is my fault." Wanyan Zhantian took a long breath and said slowly with a guilty expression on his face: "
This dragon's luck is not actually anything, but the inner elixir that the white dragon has practiced for thousands of years, which is the white dragon's Yuan Dan. Those who get this Yuan Dan can not only gather the energy of heaven and earth into one body, but what is even more magical is that they can also
Get a glimpse of the threshold of heaven."
When Ye Yinfeng and the other three heard this, they were shocked again. They did not expect that the so-called Dragon Luck was the essence of Yuan Dan that Bailong had cultivated for thousands of years. As for whether the effect of this Yuan Dan was as Wanyan Zhantian said, in their hearts
I was also puzzled, no wonder that not only the Fuso Ninja traveled thousands of miles to come to this Changbai Mountain, but also the Goguryeo swordsman just stepped across the Yalu River to come to this Changbai Mountain. It seems that even the Khitan general Yelu Qishi and the White Ape
The purpose should also be to compete for the White Dragon's Yuan Dan.
"So, if the White Dragon is successful in crossing the tribulation, it will definitely take the Yuan Dan and step into the gate of that day. How are you going to get the Yuan Dan. But now the White Dragon has obviously not succeeded in crossing the tribulation. Are you going to kill him?
The dragon has taken the elixir. I don’t know if what I said is true. Can Young Patriarch Wanyan help me clarify my doubts?" Ye Yinfeng's mind was racing, and he suddenly thought of the key point of this matter, which is the White Dragon Crossing the Tribulation.
Success or failure is related to the battle for Yuan Dan.
"In fact, it is not the case. If the white dragon successfully crosses the tribulation and ascends to the Heavenly Gate, then it will leave its Yuan Dan in the mortal mind, which is a line left in the heavenly path. If it fails to cross the tribulation, then it will be annihilated by flying ashes.
The essence of Yuan Dan that it has cultivated for thousands of years will also dissipate in the world. But this time, I don’t know why, it neither showed success in overcoming the tribulation nor was it annihilated by ashes. The best way now is to kill the dragon and get the elixir.
That's it." Wanyan Zhantian replied with a bitter smile.
"You can also think of such a way to kill the dragon to get the elixir. Wanyan Zhantian, the dragon from Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain is the patron saint of your Jurchen tribe. You actually thought of using this method to seize the dragon elixir. You and them
What's the difference? Don't you feel ashamed in your heart? The prosperity of a nation should not rely on such illusory legends. It should rely on the joint efforts of its people. There is nothing wrong with you wanting to revitalize the Jurchen tribe, but
You used the wrong method." When Ling Tianyun heard this, he immediately became angry. He raised the sword in his hand and yelled at Wanyan Zhantian unceremoniously.
"Yes, Major General Ling's words are reasonable. I was also confused for a moment and almost made a big mistake. The Major General's words shocked the man in my dream. I learned a lesson from you." Wanyan Zhantian's spear in his hand crossed.
His eyes shone with gleaming light, and all the guilt on his face was wiped away. He stood upright and slowly walked to the head of the giant dragon, and then blocked Fu Xifeng. He was full of energy, with his spear lying across the head.
The front of his body looks like a peerless war god.
"Boy, can you stop me? I appreciate your courage, but you can't do it without passion. In the face of absolute strength, I advise you not to cause more trouble, and don't lose your life in vain.
"Fu Xifeng's sinister eyes flashed, and he said solemnly to Wanyan Zhantian who was standing in front of him. The sword in his hand that was flowing with brilliant brilliance shot out a dazzling brilliance, making people feel cold all over.
The crisis arises spontaneously.
"Old man, this dragon is the sacred object of our Jurchen tribe in Changbai Mountain. How can I allow you to touch it at such a young age? Even if my strength is limited, this is Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain. You are very old, so you should take advantage of your limited days.
Go home and enjoy peace and happiness. The dignity of our Jurchen clan cannot be violated by you or other foreigners. This is the territory of our Jurchen clan." Wanyan Zhantian's eyes were dazzling, and he retorted without fear.
"Yes, yes, what Young Patriarch Wanyan said has really gone into my heart. This is the real man of your Jurchen clan. Today, Young Patriarch made me, Ling Tianyun, look at me with admiration. Just because they are a foreign country, they also want to accuse them."
We are the divine dragon treasures of the land of China. Plus me, let them see how powerful we guys are today." Ling Tianyun couldn't help but clapped his hands and applauded. As he spoke, he walked towards Wanyan Zhantian, and then fought with Wanyan Zhantian.
The sky stands side by side.
Needless to say, Ye Yinfeng took a long breath of cold air. He took out the edgeless iron sword from his back and touched his waist with his left hand. If it was absolutely necessary, he would not hesitate to do so.
He will also pull out the 'Exquisite Jade Sword'. "Are you just allowed to show off as heroes? Brother Wanyan invited us to come to Changbai Mountain as guests, so why don't you count me among them?" His loud words echoed around Wanyan.
By Zhan Tian's ears.
"Hey, you guys, why do you always do things regardless of the consequences? But I like this, Zhong Jianying. Count me in, how about, Ling Tianyun, you owe me a lot of favors, have you thought of how to repay them? But I am very
I don’t like letting others be in debt, so I’ll just pay it back after this.” Zhong Jianying’s eyes shot out a hot light, he held his sword and his momentum rose, and he naturally stood beside Ye Yinfeng.
beside.
A complicated expression appeared on Wanyan Yan's face with a shy blush. She looked at the four teenagers standing side by side. They were all just teenagers who had not yet reached the age of youth, but there was something about them.
Exuding a fearless courage to move forward, the four people are from different countries, and each of the four has different martial arts, but fate is so wonderful that it actually tied them together.
"Master Bujie, you should have made a statement. You won't just sit back and reap the benefits. As the reincarnation of the Living Buddha of the Western Regions, you shouldn't be interested in this Yuan Dan. If so, it will be a huge disappointment to us."
Ye Yinfeng naturally would not let go of the young monk who was watching quietly. He teased the young monk whose bright red cassock was rustling in the cold wind.
"Amitabha, there is a saying in Buddhism that saving one life is better than a seven-level pagoda. Naturally, the young monk cannot bear to disembowel the white dragon and take the Yuan Dan by force. This is against my Buddhist path. Alas, young monk, just be a good person for once.
If I don't go to hell, who will release him?" Monk Bujie's immature face couldn't help but change slightly, but he finally made up his mind. He waved his wide cassock and swept down from the boulder like a huge bloody bat.
, finally came to Zhong Jianying's side and stood side by side with them.
Fu Xifeng's face became extremely ugly. A layer of frost could almost be scraped off his livid face. He looked coldly at the five young men in front of him. His eyes never stopped.
The young monk began to pass over him, and finally landed on Wanyan Zhantian. There were five young men of different shapes. The auras on their bodies were completely different, but from their bodies he felt a scent that he had never felt before.
Intangible pressure. This pressure is like five sharp swords just unsheathed, the sharp and killing edge is not concealed at all. He has never been confronted like this, and the five martial arts cultivators in front of him are far weaker than him.
Not as good as a young man with a weak crown.
Wanyan Zhantian's black hair is casually scattered on his shoulders like a waterfall. He holds a spear and trembles majestically, like a stunning god of war. Ling Tianyun's angry hair is flying, holding a sword in his hand and wearing black clothes, and his hair is pure.
With a Yang-like fierce aura, he is like a mad god holding up the sky, especially his strong and well-proportioned body, majestic and majestic, as if his whole body contains endless power, which makes people dare not underestimate him.
The aura flowing around Ye Yinfeng's body is the most peaceful, as if it feels like a spring breeze blowing on his face, but his tall and tall bamboo-like body contains sharp edges like swords. His eyes are like stars.
There is a touch of confidence in his eyes, which is the confidence in his own strength. He is that spring breeze, and he is also the spring rain in the spring breeze that spreads across the world and nourishes all things. His body exudes a pleasant feeling.
Breath, this breath feels like being close to nature, making people want to get closer.
Zhong Jianying is the oldest, and his unique charm cannot be seen from his eyes that look like they have gone through many vicissitudes of life. However, he has a tall body, waist and back, and he is also a handsome young man. If we talk about aura,
I'm afraid Zhong Jianying can't be counted among the vastness. His aura is relatively deep, giving people an elusive and mysterious feeling. The little monk is wearing a dazzling red cassock, and his slightly bloated body seems to be stumbling.
, In fact, this little monk's posture and movements are extremely agile, especially for his age, he is the youngest among the five. Even so, no one will underestimate him. He is so young that he can squeeze out water.
There was a dizzying halo on his cheeks, but this little monk was the most mysterious among the five.
"Old ghost Iga, are you going to have a final duel with me after I kill these five brats who don't know the heights of heaven and earth?" Fu Xifeng's eyes fell on the man sitting firmly not far away.
He shouted loudly at the Fuso ninja in the snow. The reason why he found Iga Jihiro was because he, like Iga Jihirō, was a cultivator from a foreign country that did not belong to this land.
He was not afraid of the five young boys, but he was reminding Iga Fuso and the Fuso ninja not to use secret tricks.
"I said, Old Man Fu, are you afraid of the five of us? You want to bring that old ghost Fusang into your camp. But there is nothing shameful about it. You are alone, and even your
Although the last disciple Jin Dazhong was not frightened to death by the white dragon, he was frightened out of his wits and actually ran away. What do you think you are doing? If you can't stay in your hometown and enjoy a beautiful life in your later years, you must be in chaos.
Tossing. Aren't you afraid of dying outside? We Han people have an old saying, which is called fallen leaves returning to their roots. If you die in a foreign land, there won't even be anyone to collect the body. I really feel sorry for you."