Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Flying to Lingdu, the scorching breath lingers, and hundreds of miles are covered with scorched earth. After a month, the breath of life is here again.

Hey, the cranes are chirping in the sky, the wind is blowing, and two Taoists are riding cranes from afar, one old and one young, one tall and one short. The old and short one is the current head of the Heyu Sect, the old Qianhe, and he looks young. , the tall and straight one is the third Yin Shen Zhenren of Heyu Sect, Xuanhe Zhenren.

Although he looks young, Master Xuanhe is actually older than Old Man Qianhe. He is already two hundred and sixty years old. With the cultivation of the Second Yin God, he usually retreats in the secret realm of Heyu Sect. He can easily I will not go out and strive to complete the three Yin Shen refinements as soon as possible to extend my life.

"It was me who harmed Junior Brother Feihe."

Standing on the back of the crane with his waist bent, feeling the pressure of the real dragon that had never dissipated, Master Qianhe let out a sigh, which contained unconcealable self-blame and pain.

He and Zhenren Feihe were brothers. They had known each other for hundreds of years and had a deep relationship. It was even said that they both became Yinshen. But now Feihe was indirectly killed by him. During this time, he had been thinking about what would happen if If he hadn't sent Feihe to Pingyang County in the first place, would Feihe not have died?

After multiple investigations and the help message sent by Master Feihe before his death, the Heyu Sect has basically determined the cause of death of Master Feihe. A true dragon was born in Daqing Mountain. The news spread widely and attracted many people. People noticed, but later on, because of the royal order, the three families and the four sects did not intervene.

But in the end, this real dragon died in the hands of a Yin Shen cultivator, and this was also the source of the incident.

Maybe I got the news about the birth of a true dragon in Daqingshan through some channels. A true dragon came from the South China Sea and wanted to bring the true dragon from Daqingshan back to the South China Sea. After all, in this world, the number of true dragons is small. Pitiful.

However, the news that this true dragon received was too late. The true dragon in Daqingshan was already dead. Then it learned that the true dragon was killed by the human Yin God monks, and wanted to retaliate in kind. However, there was no Yin God in Pingyang County. The divine monk existed, and Feihe Zhenren, who came from Kongming Mountain, happened to hit the opponent's knife edge.

Although the whole thing is a bit of a coincidence, with the dominance of the True Dragon Clan, it is not impossible to do such a thing. Most people in the Heyu Sect agree with this speculation. They came here just to get Just a more precise clue.

"Time is also destiny, and the leader does not need to blame himself too much."

The secret technique was operating, and he looked away, looking at the old man Qianhe who had a self-blaming face, and Master Xuanhe spoke.

To be honest, he didn't expect Qianzhe to die in such a dramatic way. He could only say that fate was a trick.

"Based on what was left at the scene, there are four great demon auras remaining, two of which belong to Feihe, and the other two should be the flame demon and the true dragon that Feihe mentioned."

"What is certain now is that the true dragon should be the rare power phase and earth phase true dragon, and the flame demon should be some kind of yang attribute spiritual fire demon, with a cultivation level of about more than a thousand years."

Looking at the gloomy old man Qianhe, Master Xuanhe spoke again and told some of the situations he had discovered.

Hearing this, Old Man Qianhe couldn't help but squeeze the withered palms in his sleeves.

"Can you determine the trajectory of the real dragon?"

Looking at Master Xuanhe, a cold light flashed in Qianhe's eyes.

Hearing this, Master Xuanhe frowned slightly when looking at Old Man Qianhe like this.

"Yes, but the opponent is most likely from the South China Sea Dragon Palace. Please think twice, Master."

Hearing this, he took a deep breath, and the old man Qianhe remained silent for a long time.

Although the Heyumen had a good status in the Dali Dynasty and was one of the three families and four sects, it was nothing compared to the Nanhai Dragon Palace.

"Uncle Xuanhe, don't worry, I'm not that confused yet."

His tone slowed down and Old Man Qianhe spoke again.

"But just because I can't take revenge today doesn't mean I can't take revenge in the future. I need to further confirm the identity of this real dragon, and the other party may not be the dragon from the South China Sea Dragon Palace."

Suppressing the surging murderous intention in his heart, Old Man Qianhe stated his purpose.

Hearing this, he took a deep look at Old Man Qianhe to confirm his true thoughts. Master Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief. If Qianhe insisted on killing the real dragon to avenge Master Feihe, then he would stop him no matter what. He didn't even hesitate to alarm the great elder.

"I can track it, but there is no guarantee that there will be results. After all, we arrived too late. Once the dragon swims like the sea, it will be extremely difficult to find traces."

Being able to understand Qianhe's mood, Master Xuanhe still agreed to the tracking matter.

Hearing this, Old Man Qianhe looked solemn and bowed to Master Xuanhe.

"Thank you, Uncle Master."

Master Xuanhe avoided this.

Using the secret technique again and finding those small traces, Master Xuanhe locked the direction in which Liu Er left.

"Walk."

Driving the demon crane, Master Xuanhe rushed into the clouds, while Old Man Qianhe followed closely behind.

At this moment, Old Man Qianhe was extremely eager for powerful strength, which also made him value the kendo relic owned by Sun Xuance even more. He had made up his mind to dig out this relic as quickly as possible.

He also knew that the dragon most likely came from the Nanhai Dragon Palace. He wanted revenge, and this ruin was his best hope. As for Longhu Mountain and Zhang Chunyi, he had long forgotten about it.

And as the news came out that another true dragon was born and killed Master Feihe of Heyumen, the Dali Dynasty was shocked. However, because it was basically certain that this true dragon had returned to the South China Sea, more people were He looked at this matter with a lively attitude and didn't take too many actions.

And some people who have a quarrel with the Heyumen are even more gloating about the misfortune. This time, the Heyumen can be regarded as mute and unable to explain their sufferings. Unless the royal family and the Zhao family are willing to help them, there is no possibility of revenge for them. Even a real Yin Shen can only die in vain.

But if you think about it, you will know that the possibility of the Zhao family taking action for them is very slim, otherwise the Zhao family would not have adopted such a laissez-faire attitude when facing the real dragon in Daqing Mountain.

And just when the outside world was making a fuss, Zhang Chunyi quietly returned to Longhu Mountain after finishing the show, erasing the traces, and riding the happy wind.

This scene is not perfect, but it is enough to win for a while. The South China Sea Dragon Palace has a long history and is located deep in the South China Sea. It once produced demon kings and even demon saints who were comparable to immortals. Although the immortals no longer exist, But there must be a demon king who is comparable to a Taoist.

Faced with such a force, the Heyu Sect must be at a loss when investigating. Many details cannot be verified. These things will be enough for the Heyu Sect to be busy for a period of time, not to mention that the fall of a Yin God will inevitably cause the Heyu Sect's own turmoil. .

“The plan is going very well so far.”

After getting some recent reactions from the disciples, Zhang Chunyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then immersed himself in practice again. Now is not the time to slack off.