"It turns out to be the White Dragon from [Spirited Away]!"
When the wild card fluctuates and the secret is activated, Huang Shang's information about the contracted figure is under his control.
During the previous fight, Huang Shang had discovered that this white dragon was the key to Xiucai's use of the Flying Dragon's Cloud Exploration Skill.
However, Bailong's reality is uncertain, his magical power changes, and there is no direct contact between the two parties, so he cannot activate the universal card, until now he came to his door.
In this aspect, the high star rating is really great. After so much experience in the low star rating, Gu She only contracted Qing Wu. It wasn't long before she reached the high star rating that she met the Red Queen and the White Dragon.
It's all eyeliner.
"Sure enough, Long Xing and Zhan Kuang are at each other's throats in the capital. They can't decide how to save people for a while. Do you want Bai Long to trick me?"
Huang Shang quickly understood Bailong's purpose.
This plan is not complicated, but sometimes the simpler and more effective the plan, the more effective it is. If it cannot be failed, there will not be much loss.
It's the kind of person who calculates step by step and thinks he has considered all the details. If he is not careful, he will lose everything.
Therefore, ever since Huang Shang made his first pot of gold and allowed Xu Feng and Xu Yue to recognize Huang Shang, he never made any deliberate plans again.
He doesn't know how to layout, he has no interest in layout, he only destroys other people's layout.
And now, he also encountered a silly plan.
The other party directly sent Bai Long over. Do you recognize it or not?
If you don't admit it, the white dragon will run away, and there will be no loss. If you admit it, then you will get on the dragon's back and fly straight into the sky. Where to go is not the reincarnation's final decision?
A fool will surely gain something after all his worries.
However, they would not have thought that anyone touched by Huang Shang, even if they were not human, was still his.
Looking at Bailong at this time, Huang Shang did not do anything else, but kept stroking him, while an undetectable ripple spread.
It is a resonance of life fluctuations.
In this world, the first person whose life resonates with Wuming is Mu Yingxiong.
It was to survive. Even if Mu Yingxiong had the fate of the Sword Emperor, he still couldn't bear the lone star of the evil god. Only by adjusting himself and becoming his own person could he grow up safely.
When he grew up, Wuming suppressed himself, and then Huang Shang controlled it. But even so, the strong flesh and blood will allowed him to say anything without expression, with an indescribable appeal that made people unable to help themselves.
of belief.
Now Bailong is the second existence that resonates.
After all, he was a dragon. Although he was not particularly strong in the world in which he was born, the level of genes was there, and his flesh and blood will quickly adapted to this fluctuation, forming a unique connection with Huang Shang.
Qilin, who was sitting down, twitched his hooves, feeling a little uneasy.
It thought it was serving an iron rice bowl and had no competitors at all. Unexpectedly, a flying one suddenly appeared. If Huang Shang boarded the White Dragon, what would happen to it?
The scholar inside the ice stone also noticed something was wrong, and roared: "Put down your claws, that's my dragon! My dragon!"
At this moment, a broken gong voice sounded in the team channel: "It's a pity that it's not you who will accompany me until the end..."
"Fuck! What idiot is singing this kind of song at this time?"
The scholar was furious, and then suddenly realized that the person who walked to his grandma's house out of tune and dared to sing it was no one else except Qu Meng, so he quickly retracted the previous sentence.
Fortunately, the other people in the team are not like Cai Yao who likes to keep small notebooks, and they did not record it. Qu Meng herself shed tears sadly: "Liang Jingru is divorced, I don't believe in love anymore!"
Scholar: "..."
Is your home from Mars?
He no longer ignored Qu Meng and sent a private message to Lian Wuzhu: "Brother, I feel something is wrong with Bai Long. He is trying to beat a dog with a meat bun, and there will be no return!"
Lian Wuzhu thought he was joking and joked: "White Dragon is your contracted figure, why would you run away with someone else? You have to have confidence in yourself, you are still great!"
The scholar became anxious: "No, I really feel something is wrong. Look!"
Whoosh!
A hole was drilled out of the ice stone formed by the blue snow ice.
This is Xiao Xiucai's redemption.
During this time, when Huang Shang was practicing, he was digging holes. When Fengwu and Wenlong were drinking Sprite, he was digging holes. When Qilin and Cao were saying hello to each other, he was still digging holes.
As a result, relying on his superb energy control, he finally drilled out this small hole for mosquitoes to pass through, and absorbed the auras of Huang Shang and Bai Long and passed them through.
As a forging master, Lian Wuzhu is the most sensitive, and his face can't help but become serious: "Wu Ming is refining the white dragon?"
Judging from the effect, this is indeed the case.
The universal card is hidden, but this kind of refining can be placed on the table without worrying about being discovered.
However, seeing the scholar's anxious eyes, Lian Wuzhu comforted him: "You are concerned and confused. The contracted white dragon has the power of the main temple. No matter how unreasonable Wuming is, he will not be able to break through the power of the main temple. At most, he will be slightly stronger."
The impact doesn’t matter.”
Indeed.
When the life breath of the two became more and more closely combined, a look of intimacy appeared in Bailong's eyes, and the vigilance in Qilin's eyes reached its peak, another force seeped out of Bailong's body, immediately breaking the resonance of the life ripples.
.
The power of the contract of the main temple.
Huang Shang's heart became solemn, and the universal card disappeared on its own, without any contact with the power of the main temple.
It's not that I'm afraid of being defeated, this power of the main temple is definitely not as coercive to the contracted characters as the backhand laid by the heavens.
But now is not the time for an uprising, and we must not alert others.
Of course, without using the universal card, there is no problem at all in transporting the Blood Sky of First Enlightenment.
Ever since the Harry Potter world had a glimpse of the power of the Main Temple in the outside world, Huang Shang has not had any contact with the Main Temple in a plot role.
The current restraint on the contracted characters is exactly what he wants.
After all, the heavens have arranged resistance switches in the bodies of all contracted characters, and when they are activated by contact, the main temple will not just watch blankly, and the power in the contracted characters will inevitably explode.
At that time, the key is what price the contracted characters need to pay if they want to break free, and how much strength they can maintain.
Now is the first test.
Unfortunately it was very short-lived.
Whoosh!
In the flash of lightning, Huang Shang's hand swung away violently, and then he found that Bai Long's breath could no longer be locked.
There is no such thing as a 300-round battle, where you and I are constantly entangled, it just hangs on the BMW logo b (don’t) m (touch) w (me)!
Huang Shang realized something and found that the gap was too big and he couldn't understand anything.
It's like following your words, whatever the other party says will be whatever you want, and you can't disobey it at all.
That's okay.
Since the power of the main temple needs to be specifically manifested, it shows that it is not omnipotent, at least in terms of energy, it is very stingy.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to touch Bailong from the beginning, and there would be no need to show up at a critical moment.
And based on previous contact, Bailong's eyes looked at him slightly differently.
The influence is buried and has begun to take root.
The plot heroes of Good Deeds Contract all have their own subjective thoughts, joys, sorrows, and joys, and of course they will also have certain biases.
Now Bailong is very biased toward himself. Even if he doesn't follow him directly, some things can be avoided.
Witnessing this scene, Lian Wuzhu consoled him: "Look, aren't you back? Just be patient and you'll be fine!"
The scholar's tears flowed into his stomach: "I can't bear the Lord's crime now. How can I bear it?"
Perhaps the two people's lines were too serious. A big face full of question marks squeezed in front of the camera. Qu Meng, who was sad enough after his home was connected to the Internet, appeared: "What is the main crime?"
Xiucai exited the team channel.
Lian Wuzhu exited the team channel.
Qu Meng: "???"
Not to mention the trouble that Qu Meng went to find Lian Wuzhu, the scholar saw that Huang Shang and Bai Long were still staring at each other. In order to avoid any further accidents, he hurriedly sent a message: "Say the lines! Say the thirteenth
Lines from the script No. 1!"
Long before Bai Long appeared, they had already discussed the lines and formulated sixteen routines. Now it is script No. 13, called retreat to advance.
The white dragon woke up from a dream, raised its head, opened its mouth slightly, and breathed out a stream of white dragon breath, which was injected into the hero's sword: "Hero destined by fate, this is the power of my divine dragon. When you want to call me,
Just raise this heroic sword and shout for me!"
As the light flowed into the Hero Sword, Huang Shang saw a light and shadow emerge, and there was actually a teaching mode inside.
I saw myself holding the sword in both hands, first rotating one hundred and eighty degrees, then placing the sword across the center of my eyebrows, showing a determined look, and finally piercing the sky straight, shouting: "Here comes the dragon!"
Huang Shang: "..."
Seem to have seen it somewhere?
Inside the matrix station.
Skylark and Red Queen have been paying close attention to the development of the situation.
Looking at this scene, Skylark, who was relaxing his thigh muscles in preparation for the next challenge, couldn't help but complain: "Have you never watched Dragon Fighter?"
The Red Queen pulled her: "Sister Yunque, you are showing your age."
"I have a neighbor who bought a lot of toys..."
Skylark subconsciously gave birth to a neighbor first, and then simply said: "Forget it, can't I make up for it? At this time on earth, the Dragon Warrior has been remade."
The Red Queen shrugged very humanely: "Okay."
Skylark complained, but he understood clearly: "Bailong wanted to trick Wuming into going to the capital, and he also forced us to show up. The bounty union really came with a purpose. Tie Gu's judgment was right, we have a traitor in our midst.
!”
The white dragon's breath penetrated directly into the hero's sword. He was obviously suspicious of this magical weapon and took this opportunity to find out its authenticity.
If according to the original plan, the Heroic Sword was in charge of the five Jing Gu people and was transformed from Ming Jie, then it is really hard to say whether it can be hidden from Bai Long, or it can be hidden from Bai Long, but it was ignored by Wuming and the flaw was discovered.
.
But Yunque knew very well that because Wuming was favored by the consciousness of the world, the actions of the five people in Mingjie had failed, and the heroic sword was real, which in turn proved many speculations.
Their dragon-slaying plan was leaked in advance.
The Bounty Guild has a clear goal when it comes to entering, and they are chasing them.
Yunque smiled coldly at this, but he was not panicked at all, with a hint of expectation.
"Come on! This feast is not afraid of being overcrowded, but the only problem is that the guests will be absent!"
…
After agreeing on the method of summoning the dragon, the white dragon snaked upwards, broke into the clouds, and disappeared.
Feng Wu and Wen Long breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little happy and a little disappointed.
Especially Wenlong.
Although he was obviously a noble person, Shenlong didn't even look at him, and his heart was filled with a little disappointment.
The happiest one is Qilin, with his head held high and his chest high, and his four hooves taking steps that he would not recognize his relatives.
Huang Shang touched its head and realized that the white dragon had been flying above it.
Obviously, the scholar did not give up. As long as he encountered difficulties, the white dragon would appear at the right time. Once Huang Shang and his party wanted to use the white dragon as a retreat and take off, their landing destination would definitely be the capital.
Huang Shang lowered his head.
Encountering difficulties?
…
More than half a month later.
Unparalleled city.
As a famous city, this is indeed a city, located in the northeast of China, not far above is the Wanli Icefield.
It is precisely because of this that the city lord Dugu Yifang and the head of the Sword Sect Jian Hui became friends. In the original plot, they happily accepted his invitation to participate in the bloody challenge.
In this world, Jianhui has been thrown into the street, Pojun is exuding a holy brilliance, and is vigorously building the Sword Sect with the Sword Emperor and Mu Yingxiong. Naturally, those bullshit things are gone, and Dugu Fang's life is saved.
He was alone but didn't know how to cherish it. Standing on the top of the city, he looked at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the Central Plains, his eyes full of eagerness.
Because not long ago, a piece of news came that shocked the entire world into silence, but also excited Wushuang City.
The ten sects were bloodbathed!
They were defeated by the Fire Qilin in front of Lingyun Cave. All the ten leaders of A, B, C, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui were wiped out, and no one survived.
Those people are all legends in the world. Each of them has a million-word story to tell. They are powerful and sophisticated. It was they who joined forces to block the southward invasion of Wushuang City. They can only dominate here.
One side.
Dugu Yifang sometimes thinks about it and wonders if his father's ambition was too small when he named himself. Dugu Yifang is too childish. Dugu Sifang is so good, even Dugu Bafang, Dugu Shifang, Dugu Wan.
square……
But now, he feels that his father really has foresight. This is to allow him to dominate one area, quietly brew, accumulate strength, and wait until the time is right to win in one fell swoop!
"Brother is out of prison?"
At this time, his eyes were like two big three-hundred-watt light bulbs. After lighting up for a long time, he suddenly asked.
Standing on the left and right were four masters, all of whom were strong men from Wushuang City. The city lord's confidants naturally knew that the eldest brother Dugu Fang was talking about was none other than the current number one man in the world, Dugu Sword Master. He said with some respect: "For the time being.
No."
Dugu Fang frowned secretly.
He knew that his brother looked down upon the intrigues and intrigues in the martial arts world. He only wanted to pursue the supreme swordsmanship.
But my brother seems to have forgotten that not everyone has such a superb swordsmanship talent. The survival of a force ultimately depends on the middle-level personnel. Those people may not be able to stop the sword master's casual sword, but they are the cornerstone of Wushuang City.
Of course, the base determines the lower limit, and the strong determines the upper limit. It is precisely because of the existence of the Sword Master that he has the ambition to become the largest faction in the world.
"I'm going to see him!"
In view of this, Dugu Yifang decided to go to the Sword Master himself without much hesitation.
Even if it is just to suppress the formation, this time when Wushuang City goes south to the Central Plains, the Sword Master will have to show up a few times as a key deterrent.
Dugu Fang acted vigorously and quickly took his close relatives to a bamboo forest outside the city.
The founder of Wushuang City was an extremely powerful person named Mrs. Wushuang. It is said that Mrs. Wushuang lived in seclusion here before she died, but there was no such bamboo forest at that time.
These bamboos were planted by the sword master himself and no servants are allowed to touch them. They are very cherished.
But as Dugu Fang walked along, he saw many broken bamboos. The cuts were not as smooth as if they had been scratched by a sword, but were pitted and very twisted. However, the overall look had an indescribable sense of harmony.
"Could it be that my brother's swordsmanship..."
The strength of Dugu Yifang is only slightly stronger than the top ten masters, and is incomparable to Dugu Sword Master, but his vision is extraordinary after all, and when he makes a guess, his face shows joy.
Sure enough, when they arrived at a wooden house deep in the bamboo forest, they saw a figure standing in front of the house with a Wushuang sword inserted casually beside him. There was no sharp sword intent that dominated the sky and the earth, but there was a flickering light.
Thousands of watts of light.
His eyes were no longer shining, but his whole body was shining, making it impossible to look at him.
Dugu Yifang's three million big light bulb was instantly defeated by the one thousand watt glare. He quickly avoided looking and shouted: "Brother Jian!"
The Dugu Sword Master, who was born to be the Dugu Sword, slowly restrained his sword light and turned around.
Dugu Yifang saw the joy on his brows and felt happy in his heart. His eldest brother, who has been a swordsman all his life, must have made a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship, so he hurriedly said: "Congratulations, Brother Jian."
, take a step forward, take one step further, and march towards the supreme swordsmanship!"
The subordinates on the left and right also immediately repeated: "Congratulations, Senior Sword Master, for entering the supreme swordsmanship!"
"Supreme swordsmanship is beyond our reach."
The sword master gave a rare smile while stroking his beard, and said to himself: "The monk emperor's mirror is indeed wonderful. Those two young men are good opponents who can take my sword skills to a higher level. I really can't bear to defeat them so quickly."
Got it!"
"Two teenagers?"
Dugu Fangfang's heart moved.
More than half a year ago, the sword master returned to Wushuang City and entered a state of seclusion. At that time, his expression was both angry and excited, but it was quite weird. Now it seems that he got inspiration from the two teenagers and entered the state now.
?
"If there is such a talented young man, we must not let him go. If he cannot be used by my Wushuang City, he must not be raised as a tiger to cause trouble!"
Dugu Fang's thoughts turned around, and he put them aside for the time being. He came to the Sword Master and bowed his hands: "Brother Jian, Brother Fang has something to ask for!"
Dugu Sword Master did not accept this trick, he changed his face faster than turning the page of a book, and immediately became cold: "If you want me to ride for you and fight for world domination, don't say it out loud. I am already a hero in Wushuang City, and you don't have any
To overwhelm the martial arts talents and do it reluctantly will only become the bane of destruction!"
Dugu Yifang was furious in his heart, but his face showed bitterness. Just when he was about to gain sympathy, he suddenly saw the sword master let out a light sigh and looked into the room.
The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, with just a bed and a table, and not even a stool. It is obvious that the sword master has no habit of sitting down. He always wants to be like a sword, which he would rather break than bend.
There have never been any decorations on the table. At most, there are some food. The sword master never lets outsiders watch when he eats. But now, in addition to the simple five dishes and one soup, there is also a letter of war.
The Juggernaut's expression changed. He actually didn't notice when the battle post was placed on the table.
For the first person in the martial arts world, this is simply a fantasy, but it actually happened.
The sword master took a breath, stretched out his hand, and opened it to see that there were only four large characters with iron paintings and silver hooks in the post: