Fish swimming around the world

"Wait?" Jiang Fan's expression changed: "You mean, the Holy Sword of Taihua is the secret key?"

"The enemy." Gu Qingshan stroked his palm: "Two swords, one is indispensable."

"No wonder, the holy sword is hidden in Mo Xuedan's lair and can hardly be taken out for use. The real effect is here." Jiang Fan finally understood.

"What about yours? Where is it?" Gu Qingshan was also curious.

Jiang Fan smiled: "Where do I come from?"

Gu Qingshan frowned: "You were the first to show up... at Qingfeng Gorge on the Canglan River?"

Jiang Fan nodded. Everyone had already explained it, so there was no need for him to be petty.

Gu Qingshan's eyes lit up: "It's just as I guessed. In the Land of Zhiyang's Five Thunders, bombarded by the energy of the sky and the earth, it will recharge absolutely very quickly."

Jiang Fan was a little surprised: "You also know this?"

Gu Qingshan nodded: "Of course, Tianlei has its own majestic and vast source power. As long as it is done in the right way, it is the most natural and powerful way to charge it."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Unfortunately, Dao Zun doesn't seem to have mastered the guidance method. He can still only transform through mountain and sea beasts. But as you said, although the beasts only absorb part of the thunder power, the transformation is indeed much faster than other methods. ”

Gu Qingshan clicked his tongue and said: "What a pity, isn't there a way to directly find a way to recharge it? In that case, the heavenly and human weapons will not be as powerful as us. Once someone masters it, they can influence the war."

Jiang Fan sighed: "Everyone in the sky and on earth has been looking for this method. I think it must have been more than thousands of years, but they have not succeeded."

Gu Qingshan also sighed: "Yes, it's too difficult. But what kind of strange beast is there?"

Jiang Fan said: "You have seen my little fish..."

"Huh? No way," Gu Qingshan was surprised: "That much? Could it be that he has transformed like my green dragon?"

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes at him: "Xiao Yu's mother, Big Fish."

Gu Qingshan then said: "So that's it, Jin Lin, can transform into a dragon, and it's a real dragon."

Jiang Fan looked at him: "Now I have seen Pulong, Qinglong, and I also know that there are golden scales. It seems that there are many kinds of dragons?"

"At first glance, you haven't read the Great Wilderness Scripture and the Chronicles of Mountains and Seas Strange Beasts. The supreme among dragons is Yinglong, also known as the Dragon King. Down below are the royal families such as Qinglong and Pulong. If Golden Scale transforms into a dragon , most likely the five-clawed golden dragon, second only to the Dragon King. This kind is generally also meant to symbolize the emperor of the world, because the emperor of the world is very similar to it. It defeats powerful enemies and reaches the top, which is very similar to the golden scales that cross the dragon gate and transform into a dragon. No. As for me, the green dragon is the strongest among the other dragons."

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "Originally, I thought dragons were just legends, but after experiencing so much, I finally understood that nothing is just groundless."

Gu Qingshan said: "It's not surprising that you don't know some things. After all, I have the inheritance of Emperor Wen, and the things recorded by Emperor Wen are of course more complicated."

Speaking of this, Jiang Fan was a little confused: "I remember that your Wenhuang inheritance is not perfect. Is this how to achieve enlightenment?"

Gu Qingshan chuckled: "The so-called Wenhuang inheritance, apart from the culture and martial arts, the most important thing is the idea. Both the culture and martial arts are progressing and changing, so compared to the idea, they are secondary."

"So, you understood Emperor Wen's thoughts and used them to ask?"

"That's what it is, but speaking of it, my Wenhuang martial arts can be considered as passed down, which is enough. As for Wenhua, I can't count on you as a grand thief."

Jiang Fan stared at him: "Qiongsu, what did you realize in my study?"

Gu Qingshan looked at him with far-reaching eyes: "The future..."

Gu Qingshan only said these two words and didn't continue. After all, Jiang Fan didn't quite understand what he meant by the future.

But he knew that Gu Qingshan did not intend to give Bingyin a future.

Bingyin, the top die-hard member of the radical faction, was ruthless and ruthless. During the process of Jiazi's seizure of power, he had been leading the front line. Countless Taihua disciples lost their lives at his hands, which can be described as bloody.

Bingyin's way is originally the way of hunting.

Yin is the tiger, and the tiger owner hunts and kills!

And his mount is an eye-catching white-fronted tiger.

On the Canglan River, on a huge boat, Bingyin sat cross-legged on the back of a tiger, his aura calm, like a tiger crouching.

But he was not at peace in his heart. The moment Gu Qingshan appeared, Jiang Fan keenly noticed that there was a moment of disbelief on his face. Although his eyes closed quickly, that stunning, unbelievable, complicated, and even jealous gaze still fell into Jiang Fan's eyes.

Obviously, Gu Qingshan really broke through the sixth level in one day and went straight to the Earth Immortal. He had no way to deal with it calmly.

This is so outrageous.

Gu Qingshan rode the red-crowned crane king's son, a little red, suspended in mid-air to confront him.

A little red is not small. The wingspan has reached two feet, but that is the wingspan. In terms of body shape, compared with the eye-catching white-fronted tiger that is two feet long, it looks a bit smaller after all.

However, Yidianhong is of the bloodline of the Crane King after all, and the eye-catching white-fronted tiger is just a slightly higher-level exotic beast from the mountains and seas. Therefore, Yidianhong is not afraid of it at all, and even roars fiercely, showing a fierce killing intent. If it weren't for Gu Qingshan's control, he might have been killed long ago.

The wind is rising, and everyone is focusing on it. An unprecedented and bizarre showdown is about to begin.

The age difference between the two parties is huge, their cultivation levels are completely unequal, and their identities are even more puzzling.

Walking in contemporary Taihua, Gu Qingshan, who is only 32 years old, finally faces off against the nearly 200-year-old Holy Land elder to decide the outcome!

The open spaces, hillsides, and treetops on both sides of the Canglan River were crowded with martial arts cultivators. Some strong men even stepped on wooden boards and floated in the river to watch. The number of people was much larger than in Paradise City two days ago.

Jiang Fan and the others stood on the top of Canglong City. In addition to him and the other strong men in Canglong, Gu Qingshan's grandfather Cangling and his mother Shu Kuangtu also came.

Cangling was worried, but Shu Kuangtu was in high spirits, as if in her opinion, her son was really decent by doing such a thing.

"Aren't you worried?" Jiang Fan was a little curious.

Shu Kuangtu snorted: "Emperor Wen was not inferior to others in his life. Qingshan inherited the blood of Emperor Wen and was even better. Bingyin could not stop him!"

"But he is the top powerhouse in the upper realm of earthly immortals. How can he be so confident?"

Shu Kuangtu said proudly: "So what? My son is not inferior to the empress. Your wife can fight Lingyun and Lu Ya, two great world masters. Can't he beat a mere Bingyin?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "The two great world masters are elected leaders, but Bingyin can be an elder and ranked in the top three. His strength may not be weaker than them. Maybe he is even stronger."

Shu Kuangtu waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. If he dies here, he is not worthy of Emperor Wen's blood. I will give birth to another one."

Jiang Fan: ...

Bingyin raised his thick white eyebrows, opened his eyelids, and shot out a majestic light.

"Gu Qingshan - traitor! Why don't you surrender? Follow me back to the holy land to wait for your punishment!"

Bingyin's voice didn't seem loud, but it was as deep as a tiger's roar, shaking people's hearts.