Kong Heng rode the wind back to Qingdu Mountain, the sky had completely darkened, Li Xuanxuan was standing in the middle of the hall waiting, the old man was still in shock, and he had not yet recovered from the terrifying vision just now.
The two settled down, Li Xuanxuan hurriedly came to greet them, seeing that both of them were safe and sound, he was happy, but looked at this and that, Li Ximing had a sad look, Kong Heng's expression was complicated, and Li Xuanxuan's joy faded:
"This is..."
"Old man."
Kong Heng folded his hands, bowed to him very respectfully, and said gently:
"The monk is about to leave and travel around the counties... all the way out of Jiangnan and to other places."
"This!"
Li Xuanxuan was stunned for a moment and said anxiously:
"But what are the places that can't stand the empty balance... I've been here for decades..."
The old man thought about this and said repeatedly:
"That Fuxiang monk is talking nonsense, and nine out of ten is also coming for my house! You don't have to worry too much about the empty balance..."
Li Xuanxuan said, Kong Heng only bowed with his hands together, and said softly:
"The old man is blessed, he has been urging breaks in the first half of his life, and there are not many hurdles in the future, so it's better to worry less!"
Li Xuanxuan couldn't answer him, so he could only nod, and Kong Heng said softly:
"I have been thinking about Zhou Wei's affairs for a long time, I thought that Jueyin spiritual objects were rare, and it would be troublesome to buy them overseas, but fortunately, I heard that the nobles also got a Jueyin magic weapon, so I just used it to cast spells."
He took out a manuscript from his sleeve and handed it to Li Ximing.
Air Balance Road:
"Using the method in this book can save the lady, but it can also suppress the spirit, so that the fetus is not affected by the bright sun."
Li Ximing was quite moved, put it away, and said ashamedly:
"It's just that I didn't cast the spell myself, and it was difficult to grasp the severity of the spell.
"Okay!"
Li Ximing agreed to come down, the monk bid farewell to Li Xuanxuan, went all the way, and went down the stone steps to the halfway point of the mountain, where the stag lay on the side of the road in a daze, looking at the two quietly.
Kong Heng stopped and sighed:
"He shouldn't do this to you."
After the monk finished speaking, he took out the [Miaobai True Jade Demon Stick] from his sleeve.
This treasure has turned into a short stick the length of a forearm under the moonlight, the fingers are thick and shining, and the lines on it can be faintly seen.
Kong Heng sighed:
"I have to go to the north, I need to return these things to the North Fu Demon Temple! [Miaobai True Jade Demon Stick] and [Xuan Box Tiger Pattern Cassock ] are precious, and the relics must be returned to the pagoda."
Li Ximing guessed that Kong Heng was going to say this, and felt bitter in his heart:
"The old bald donkey is still shrewd, deceiving him, tossing in every way, and forcing Kong Heng to go to the north with his life.
This treasure is really powerful, just take it out and take a look, there are already overlapping five-colored lights spreading on the treasure, Li Ximing took a closer look, and estimated in his heart:
"This thing is by no means a foundation building level, at least it can benchmark the Purple Mansion Spiritual Weapon, three pieces in a row, I am really willing to work hard."
Kong Heng held this treasure and tapped on the deer's head:
"If sin does not come to this, it should be liberated."
The deer whimpered and fluttered in place, the deer hair fell to the ground like a wind sweeping away leaves, and a pool of red blood was blurred, and a man turned over from it.
His face was full of deer blood, his expression was in a trance, he bowed and replied:
"Thank you, Master."
Kong Heng put on a piece of clothing for him and said softly:
"People cannot be resurrected after death, and the festival is smooth and changing."
The man lowered his eyebrows and showed a confused expression, and said in a low voice:
"The villain has been in distress since he was a child, and he has always been hungry and cold, until he became an adult, poor and white, clumsy and clumsy married thousands of miles away, and they were affectionate with each other.
Kong Heng looked down at him, his heart was racing, and he realized that this person had the intention to die, so he turned his head.
"If I had sent down the Manifestation Emperor at that time and restrained the Dharma, not only would he have been able to respond to the order to become a deer-bodied Arhat, but his wife might also be able to go to liberate the land."
Fortunately, this person in front of him is a person from Jiangnan, not a citizen of Zhao State, if this person has some understanding of the interpretation of the law, he may complain about Kong Heng, and now he was killed by the monk and saved by the monk, and there was only confusion in his eyes, Kong Heng sighed softly and said softly:
"Why don't you go north with me and ask the North Fumo Temple."
The man was stunned, with some resentment, nodded, his black hair fell off, put on the Zen robe he was wearing, and silently followed Kong Heng behind him.
Li Ximing nodded when he saw it, and sent him all the way to the lake, the night was thick, the shore was quiet, and there was no one there, only the rustling sound of two people stepping on the lake shore.
"Just send it here."
Kong Heng joined hands and asked him to go back, Li Ximing stopped, looked at him quietly, and suddenly realized:
"As soon as Kong Heng left, I was the only one left of my generation in the past."
He then said softly:
"If Master Chang passes by Mochiyue Lake and stops to rest, I can entertain him best, but Xu Ximing has failed and died, things are different, and this place is no longer surnamed Li."
Li Ximing suddenly smiled, and the young man's usually slightly uneasy attitude changed, and he said calmly:
"At that time, the master will not want to transcend me and let me die."
"Ximing has no face to see the ancestors, fathers, brothers, and seniors."
Kong Heng put his hands together in prayer, sighed without saying a word, and left, Li Ximing watched the two of them drift away in the moonlight and disappear into the forest in the north, and then rode back to the mountain.
The cultivation of [Treasure Level] was so slow that Li Ximing pointed out, and this time it didn't bother anything, after all, Li Ximing didn't make much progress, and if he calculated carefully, he only specialized in one-tenth or two-tenths of his research.
"I'm afraid it won't work in ten years."
He fell all the way back to the peak, his thoughts heavily in his heart.
……
East China Sea.
There were many palaces on the back of the blue water scale beast, but there was an open place, with a high platform standing on the side, a piece of blue, three jade tables were arranged, and the tripod sat high on its head.
The two water beasts below were fighting each other, one was a water elephant with thick scales and long tusks, with snow-white scales and sharp tusks, and the other was a long-tailed one-horned snake, with a single horn shining brightly at the center of the eyebrows.
This brilliance showed a light blue color, illuminating the fog in front of him, and the water elephant with thick scales and tusks rolled over and over again, blood gushing out from his eyes, flowing down the scales, turning into pearls on the ground.
"Minghuang!"
The dragon prince was leaning on the emerald coral seat, and the two white hooked snake heads on the armrests were as bright as jade.
"How is this Xuanguang?"
Li Zhouwei put down the jade cup in his hand, nodded and said:
"Although this [Changyan He Shui Xuanguang] has four ranks, it can be more than changeable, but the killing is insufficient, all kinds of changes are enough to dazzle the enemy, but it cannot kill, if you fight alone, you are still afraid that the enemy is good at defending."
His words made Ding Jiao nod, and the two strange beasts below were fighting to the death, and the Dragon Prince's light blue eyes looked at him casually, sipping the wine casually, as if his mind was not here.
Li Zhouwei had been in the palace for a long time, and the blue water scale beast galloped all the way, cruising in Zhu Huai Sea for a week.
Li Zhouwei listened to the introduction of the little demon on the side, one of these two water beasts is [Treasure Scale Crossing Beast] and the other is [Blue Neck Dragon]... None of them are ordinary demons, any of them are monsters that can be fierce in a body of water.
And his own Wushou in the East China Sea didn't even have a chance to come to power, at least the white-scaled hook snake of Lingu Lanying and the Quandan water ape of Heshuihai had this opportunity.
"But in front of the dragon genus, it's just a plaything."
Li Zhouwei glanced at it twice, [Chang Yan He Shui Xuan Guang] gradually weakened, [Treasure Scale Crossing Beast] began to fight back, Li Zhouwei rarely saw such monsters fighting, he was quite interested on his face, but he thought secretly in his heart:
"I don't know what happened on the lake, I stayed with me for so long..."
Originally, everything in the South China Sea was over and he could have left long ago, but Ding Jiao and Bai Rong took him around the sea, but all the way over, there was nothing worth saying, it was nothing more than wanting him to go back later.
Although Li Zhouwei was worried in his heart, he couldn't do anything about it, so he settled down and was thinking about it, but he found that a demon hurriedly came up from the palace corridor on the side, dressed in silver armor, with a golden face and silver teeth, and two pairs of short halberds behind him, obviously not an ordinary person.
This monster walked all the way to the high seat of Ding Jiao, as if he had said something with a secret method, Dongfang Dingjiao's hand holding the jade cup froze in mid-air, and there was no change in his face.
Soon, the demon general bowed and left, Dongfang Dingjiao returned to normal, and Bai Rong on the opposite side was obviously tired, listened for a while, and finally got up and said with a smile:
"This consultation is very happy, but I can't leave for too long, so I won't bother Your Highness..."
Ding Jiao stood up, said a few polite words, and sent him all the way out of the hall, accompanying the two of them through the corridor, the two demon generals were still fighting to the death, blood splattered, turning into pearls in mid-air, rolling down to Ding Jiao's feet, but no one looked at him again.
Ding Jiao sent him off all the way and returned to the stage alone, and the smile on his face was put away.
The white armored demon was obviously not good news just now, only the city was deep, chatting and laughing freely in front of the guests, but as soon as the two left, his expression instantly darkened.
The white horns of the Dragon Prince glowed slightly, staring silently, propping up the green railing, condescendingly looking at the two demon generals above the ten thousand demons below.
Although the distinguished guests left, Ding Jiao did not speak, and the two monsters did not dare to slack off, their scales were shattered, their horns were shattered, and the ground was covered with dripping blood and rolling pearls.
Ding Jiao still didn't speak, those light blue eyes squinted, there was a suffocating atmosphere in the palace, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the White Dragon Prince was in a very bad mood, and the guards on both sides began to tremble and did not dare to look up.
He paused for a quarter of an hour, and the demon general with black armor finally couldn't help it, knelt down in fear, and said respectfully:
"Your Highness, the Dragon King's birthday has just passed, I'm afraid it is not appropriate for a noble kind to die in a gladiatorial fight..."
The demon general with the black armor with violent cheeks is named [Ran Wu], who has been by Ding Jiao's side for many years, and he is extraordinary, and Ding Jiao is angry at the moment, and he is the only one in the palace who dares to speak at this moment.
Ding Jiao did not respond to him, turned around with a calm face, walked into the palace, and the palace door closed with a bang.
The demon general was like a general of amnesty, his face was frightened, he didn't dare to make a sound, and waved his hand one after another, and the two monsters below quickly stopped their hands, kowtowed to the hall a few times, and rolled and crawled back.
There was joy outside the hall, but there was no one in the hall, silent and gloomy, and the lights were dim.
Ding Jiao walked all the way to the high seat, suddenly lifted his sleeves, crackled over a jade pot and jade cup, and made a crisp sound on the ground.
Ding Jiao's face suddenly lengthened, revealing white sharp fangs from his mouth, snow-white dragon sideburns emerged from his neck, the color of his eyes suddenly became stronger, and the tables in the palace trembled.
"Fall, sunset, mountain!"
He gritted his teeth, his voice was like thunder, but he was trapped in this hall and couldn't get out, and everything was shaken.
……
The two of them went out to the sea, the blue water scale beast had already stopped in the shallow sea, Bai Rong's farewell was obviously not for no reason, he took out the two-wheeled vehicle, fell on it with a "ouch", and sighed:
"I'm really tired!"
The calmness and elegance on Bai Rong's body were thrown out of the clouds, and then returned to his loose appearance, his feet were swaying outside the car, and he refused to even set up the magic weapon, humming and sighing.
After staying at the bottom of the sea for so long, Li Zhouwei smelled the fresh smell of the sea breeze again, and his heart was much more comfortable.
Bai Rong lay down for a while, and drove until he reached the edge of the salty lake before slowly slowing down, calling Li Zhouwei to be careful and driving slowly, while smiling:
"The days of the dragon are so boring, you can't go to the territory of the human to hang out... No matter how much the monsters in the sea are tossed, how can anyone have fun... The drama of the gladiatorial fight... People got tired of playing in the Zhou Dynasty! But it bored me so much."
Li Zhouwei responded, praised Ding Jiao a couple of times, and asked softly:
"Along the way, a lot of things should have happened on my lake, do you have any news, senior?"
Li Zhouwei was worried about his home and rushed back all the way, but was persuaded by Bai Rong.
Bai Rong paused and said with a smile:
"It's nothing, an angry pity seized the opportunity to get in, it's here to drive your monk away, if you are still on the lake, the cultivators will be happy to see your details."
The fox was different from him, and while raising his eyes to look at the sea view in the distance, he said in a calm tone:
"You must know that Mingyang is not just as simple as being broken by Shi Xiu to break the Xianfu Dynasty, there is also a Mingyang Shi Xiu who is famous as the Ming King!"
"If that monk really threw himself into the way of anger and appearance, with the Dharma in front and you on the lake, nine times out of ten he could follow the old example and pull you, the white unicorn, into the Pure Land... As a famous king, I received it from the north!"
"Oh?"
Li Zhouwei's heart flashed with the appearance of empty balance, Bai Rong shook his head and smiled:
"It's just that Maha can't persuade him, it's even more difficult to have pity, I have long said that it is a small trouble, firstly, there is no need to mix blindly, and secondly, just in case."
Li Zhouwei thanked him in a low voice and said thoughtfully:
"It turns out that Shi Xiu can also cultivate Mingyang..."
"'Mingyang' is the fruit of heaven and earth, and there is no distinction between immortals and demons!"
Bai Rong turned over, lay down more comfortably, and said casually:
"[The King of Victory] is originally the means of Shi Xiu, Su Xikong took 'Hua Qi', and since then Shi Tu has a lot of Huaguang, Shi Xiu has a treasure to use, if he can get 'Ming Yang'... Isn't it beautiful?"