Dragon Warrior

Wu Yi had vaguely guessed from the few words he pointed at the sky just now that the various illusions that appeared in the eruption of the sky fire just now were not groundless, but were induced by Song Qingmu when he broke through the spirit transcendence state and advanced to the concentration state. The catastrophic punishment from the sky thunder unintentionally interfered with the cultivation of the old man with the white beard.

Because the secret realm of Flame Mountain only opens once every hundred years, and when it opens, the old man with white beard is likely to be practicing in seclusion, the chance of encountering it is very low, and there are very few disciples who choose to break through and advance in the secret realm Well, the white-bearded old man naturally thought that this day's punishment was coming for him and interrupted his practice, so he flew into a rage and erupted with such astonishing power.

All living beings, if they want to reach the state of enlightenment, they must go through the nine heavenly tribulations. This most basic rule is applicable everywhere. The sky fire does not come out of thin air, but also through long-term practice and evolution. Therefore, the white beard The old man was struck by lightning many times more than the two of them, and his heart was full of resentment, but at this moment, it was clearly before the time for the punishment from heaven, but suddenly thunder fell, and his cultivation was interrupted. His hard work was in vain, so he was naturally full of anger and had nowhere to vent it.

If the white-bearded old man realizes that the heavenly punishment came because of Song Qingmu's breakthrough and advancement, he might burn them to ashes in a few minutes, so he quickly stood on the same front with him and pushed the scapegoat to him. God, earn some sympathy points before making further plans.

"You two young children, how could you form a hatred with the thief God? It's a piece of nonsense. It doesn't make sense. It's better to burn it, burn it clean, burn it neatly, and save me trouble in the future." The white-bearded old man He didn't seem to be impatient. After listening to it, he shook his beard. He still wanted to put them to death. When he appeared when he was angry, he could only blame these two troubled brothers for being unlucky.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wu Yi said with a feeling: "Senior, take a closer look, I was almost torn apart by the sky thunder, and I went deep into this place just to find new opportunities, restore my strength, and get rid of this unreasonable old thief. The sky was taken down, and he said it carefully, why should he chop whoever he wants?"

This sentence reached the heart of the old man with white beard, and he successfully attracted his attention. His eyes stayed on Wu Yi's body for a moment, and he really showed a puzzled look, and muttered to himself: "It's strange, It's really strange, there is indeed the power of thunder left, which seems unreasonable! With this kid's cultivation, how could he trigger the punishment of heaven?"

"When did this thief tell the truth? You can chop as soon as you say, and there is nowhere to hide. It's really aggrieved." Wu Yi said, his eyes were red, and he was about to shed tears of grievance. .

Song Qingmu is not stupid, he immediately learned and behaved, and put on a bitter appearance full of grievances, but compared with Wu Yi, his acting skills are still far behind, his cheeks are puffed up, his face is flushed, But he couldn't squeeze a single tear. Fortunately, the white-bearded old man's attention had already been attracted by Wu Yi, so he didn't pay much attention to his reaction, otherwise, if he probed a little, he would be completely exposed.

"Who says it's not? It's so unreasonable, little brother, tell me, what's going on? Your cultivation is so ordinary, how can you be targeted by the thief?" the old man with white beard I was full of grievances and had no place to vent, and finally met a guy who was in the same situation as me, so I naturally wanted to complain about it, and withdrew the sky fire, the coercion dissipated in an instant, the god of death brushed shoulders with them, and everything returned to calm .

Through the expressions and words of the white-bearded old man, Wu Yi had already guessed his mental activities. Thinking of his purpose, he quickly came up with an extremely bold idea, and said with an unfathomable expression: "This matter, I'm afraid I have to start from more than a thousand years ago, I am afraid that the seniors will not be so patient and listen to so many gossips from me."

"More than a thousand years ago, what do you mean? Say what you say, I have plenty of time, come and sit here, don't worry, talk slowly." Where did the white-bearded old man meet such a master storyteller as Wu Yi? This huge suspense aroused strong interest, and they were pulled to sit down on the stone table at the entrance of the cave, staring at each other with great interest, and even their anger dissipated invisibly.

"Hey..." Wu Yi frowned, let out a long sigh, and his eyes wandered, as if he had returned to the long past, and said leisurely: "I was still an ordinary human monk, and I always believed in the end of the heavens and the infinite manpower. , in order to achieve the state of enlightenment and enlightenment, break through emptiness, and be free and at ease, but who would have thought that when I cultivated to the state of the king of gods, I was about to hit the final extreme state, but the nine heavenly punishments were sent down for no reason, and I was beaten hard. He returned to his original form, and every time he breaks through, he will be bombarded by thunder, and he will always be on the verge of life and death. Hundreds of years of cultivation have been ruined, and endless time wasted in vain. Looking back, I am really unwilling, unwilling!"

Song Qingmu was stunned when he heard it, the cowhide was about to explode, can it be justified? Seeing Wu Yi's unwilling and miserable expression, I really admired it from the bottom of my heart, but I was also secretly worried, not knowing how Wu Yi could justify himself.

"What? You have experienced nine levels of punishment from heaven, it's impossible!" The white-bearded old man really looked suspicious. After all, Wu Yi seemed to be only in his twenties, and his cultivation was still at the early stage of Concentration. It's even worse than what he said.

Wu Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled calmly: "Hehe... Seeing my predicament today, it is reasonable for seniors to have doubts, but for thousands of years, in order to fight against the catastrophe, I used refining tools, alchemy, etc. Many secret arts have been thoroughly understood, and these few things can barely be regarded as evidence!"

While speaking, with a thought in mind, the Potianji, the Golden Cauldron, and the Lihuoshen Furnace, two artifacts and one sacred artifact, were all placed in front of the old man with white beard. Bright and colorful.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tut tsk Turning around a few times, he was amazed, and finally his eyes were moist. He took Wu Yi's hand and said very excitedly.

"Damn it, you are really the king of fools from ancient times to the present, and I am completely convinced." Ruffian Dragon was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.