Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

Wow!

The blue dragon flapped its wings, and yellow dust flowed on the ground. Three feet below the big tent camp, everything was covered in a hazy dust. The dew grass was crouching, the green leaves were swaying, the water droplets evaporated into white steam, and were swept into the long wind vortex, and the green-headed insects rushed out.

Wild horses, dust, and living things blowing each other with their breath!

Those who saw the blue dragon soaring into the sky and sinking into the clouds were all amazed and looked up. The "Three Heroes" of Xihe Mansion were even more shocked and opened their mouths, and their pupils shrank.

Flying in the air!

The ability of a martial saint!

The dragon is so powerful that it can walk in the air and stand in the air. The world is so vast that there is no place that cannot be visited and no place that cannot be left!

No!

Liang Qu cannot be a martial saint!

"Still flying with the help of an object?"

Yin Yingbo stared at the blue dragon flapping its wings, frowning, thinking rapidly in his mind.

He has not entered the realm of perfection, so he cannot have supernatural powers.

Supernatural power species?

What I have learned is buried as a magical seed, which does have an incredible small transformation. It can make people fly directly, but it is still very difficult.

And it is understandable for ordinary people to bury a flying technique. With Liang Qu's talent and future, his ambition will never be limited to the master's magical power. Although there is a precedent of Bai Guangyi, it is also a fact that he entered the realm of Zhenxiang early and easily entered Tianlong. The goal of martial arts should be his goal, so flying will only be a side benefit.

What is its essence?

Body skills?

The "three heroes" of Xihe Mansion are envious.

Traveling around the world with beauty is often a beautiful thing.

Martial arts practice.

Longevity is an instinctive desire, and flying is a dream pursuit.

Not to mention the advantages of flying over not flying, the unrestrained and freehand painting of seeing the whole world is enough to make people excited.

It's a pity.

There are a number of magical powers, and there are also magical power seeds.

It is quite difficult to fly after burying a magical seed, let alone as an accessory.

It was not until the Azure Dragon disappeared for a while, leaving only the blue sky, white clouds and two white traces, that everyone came back to their senses with a sense of unfulfilled desire.

"A real man should be like this!"

"Let's go!" Yin Yingbo lowered his head and took a breath, "First go back to get 10,000 stones of rice, the three families will each go to a county to provide disaster relief, and then go to catch the bandits. If the Earl of Xingyi goes north, we won't collide with him, and go south to catch him."

Jiang Jixi and Peng Chuji had no objection.

Thousands of meters in the sky.

The Azure Dragon's wings spread out, outlining the clouds and mist, like the exhaust of a jet plane, leaving a faint white trace in the sky.

The green hair fluttered and turned.

Long Eying put her arms around Liang Qu's waist and looked down at the earth.

This was not the first time she let Liang Qu take her flying. Before that, she had flown on the clouds to see the Epiphyllum in Taicang Mountain. Even earlier, when Liang Qu first mastered the ability to fly, they also experienced it together. However, riding a dragon is completely different from flying on the clouds.

Faster, higher, and more magnificent!

Excitement made Eying's face flushed pink.

Huh!

The blue dragon suddenly turned over and turned a circle in the sky.

Tighten the hands on the waist.

Liang Qu sat cross-legged, feeling Eying's accelerated heartbeat on his back, raised his head slightly, and felt relaxed and happy.

The third magical power is really a stroke of genius.

The method of riding clouds and mist is based on Yinglong pattern and Tianwu pattern, which has great limitations. The sensing distance is orange,

and it can't fly too high. If it leaves a certain height, it needs water mist like a pyramid as a support.

Riding a dragon is different.

It is based on the third magical power, with Tianwu pattern and water dragon spear as the basis.

The water dragon spear does not pinch the water flow, but pinches the clouds and mist, and then uses the third magical power Yinglong Killing Sutra to manifest as Yinglong Gangfeng,

and send people to the sky.

And unlike the simple riding clouds and mist, which is difficult to explain and can only be used secretly, riding a dragon has a reason and can be used openly in front of people!

"The tiger hunter bandit, Qiu Yifei, attacked and killed a wealthy Zhang family in Donghao County a day ago, killing 36 people, 8 alive, and 5 missing————"

A corner of the map was flipped by the wind.

Liangqu was looking for the last place where the tiger hunter bandit appeared.

Donghao County.

In the countryside.

"Grandpa! There is a dragon! There is a big dragon! It's so big!"

The little girl shook her finger at the sky.

"It's such a big dragon, girl, don't run around, or you will fall into the river. Be careful that the Dragon King will catch you as a child bride!"

The white-bearded old man, wearing a sunshade hat, bent down with a bucket and a ladle to water the vegetables. He only saw the white clouds in the sky that looked like dragons, and he didn't raise his head, and responded casually.

"Grandpa, will the Dragon King catch me?" The little boy jumped and asked.

"Yes, he will catch you as a child husband and match you with the dragon girl."

Rumble.

The thunder dragon rolled, and the lightning flashed.

The sky suddenly became gloomy.

A few dark spots jumped out beside the straw sandals, and the smell of damp soil oil rose in the air.

Wow~

The rain went from a few drops to a line, as if there was no gap for people to react. In a blink of an eye, there was a hazy and quiet scene. The green grass seedlings gathered water drops, gently shaking, and the water foamed on the stream.

"Is it raining?"

The old man held the gourd in his hand and raised his head.

The rain was dense but not heavy, thinner than cow hair, gathering along the edge of the bamboo hat, and a string of beads would drip down after one or two breaths.

It was clearly scorching hot just now, and there was no sign of rain at all——·

"In the dog days of summer, timely rain saves watering."

The old man threw the gourd into the bucket and called out to the two children who were looking up.

"Tuantu, Nannan, stop catching frogs, go home!"

"Grandpa is coming!"

Qinglong's head.

Liangqu's golden eyes were blazing, and with the help of the rain, it spread its perception and searched for targets like a radar.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to find bandits in the deep mountains and old forests, but he does not need to put in much effort to trace clues. Once the rain covers the area, he can sense everything within a radius of several miles. Although it is very vague, the traces of human life, no matter how vague, are still very conspicuous in the forest.

Qiu Yifei was more than one person acting alone. According to the witnesses, he was surrounded by two smoke masters and several galloping horses. The five missing people from the Zhang family were all female dependents. There was no doubt that they were captured and kept with him, at least as a small gang of ten people.

Taking the Zhang family home two days ago as the center point, Liang Qu picked up several mountain tops with the highest probability and searched around the mountains for a long time.

"Hey, is it raining?"

In the Orion hut, a short, stout man with yellow teeth walked out of the stable with his belt in hand, and there were mottled blood stains on the hem.

"Is it done?" The tall and thin man raised his eyes and stood up, taking off his belt as he walked, "It's done and it's my turn."

"Don't go in. It's bad luck. The person is already dead. I came out to ask if I could change him."

"Dead again?" The tall and thin man spat dissatisfiedly, "You are responsible for the most lives, old man Zhang, how many are left in the house?"

"There are three left." Old Man Zhang had a wrinkled face and dug the dirt off the soles of his shoes, "One Mrs. Zhang family, one maid,

An Orion his wife. "

"It's interesting. Both beautiful and ugly people live longer."

"Is this a good fortune?" the short and stocky man grinned.

"Good luck?"

Several people laughed loudly as if they heard a joke.

Have fun.

"Boss, where should we go next? I think the Li family's daughter and wife are pretty good, and their family is also rich. Not counting the shop, there should be at least several thousand taels in the house."

"Not going anywhere."

"Not going?"

Qiu Yifei under the eaves had frost-white temples and eyes like a falcon. The black pupils were extremely small, penetrating deeply through the heavy rain. He knocked the ash in the cigarette rod.

"It's been almost a month since the incident happened. The situation with the Ghost Mother Cult has basically been settled. The government should allocate manpower to deal with the bandits. Let's pack up the banknotes and treasures and leave Xihe Mansion tomorrow morning."

"Are you leaving now? Why don't you go to the Li family in the east of the city?" the short and stocky man begged.

Qiu Yi Fei Zhuangren turned around and stared at the man without saying a word. Everyone was silent.

"I'll clean it up." The short, stocky man shrank his head.

Several people quickly entered the house, leaving Qiu Yifei sitting under the eaves.

He quietly stuffed the tobacco, held the match rope and was about to pull it to start the fire, when his heart suddenly sank and he began to throb for no reason.

On a whim?

Qiu Yifei's expression changed drastically, he held the cigarette rod tightly and looked around cautiously.

The rain was heavy and the area was vast.

The house here was stolen by his subordinates after they killed the Orion family. It was far away from the countryside. They only went out to replenish supplies every ten and a half months, and no one would come at all.

Does the danger come from now or in the future?

Boom~

Thunder flashes, suddenly bright and then dark.

The white mist flowed down like a thousand-foot waterfall. Qiu Yifei's hair stood on end and he suddenly raised his head.

Under the dome.

The big green dragon looked out of the clouds, its wings pulling out streaks of white water.

The martial young man stands proudly in the sky, wearing hunting clothes and holding a long bow in his hand, but there is no arrow in his hand.

Empty?

No!

Consciousness returns to normal.

Severe pain spread from his heart.

Qiu Yifei lowered his head and looked. There was a big hole in his chest and heart, and he could see through the scarlet ground. The elastic arteries were falling and closing, as if they were still connected to the heart.

Busy.

A flash of realization flashed across his face.

turn out to be..

The danger comes from the past.