I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

In the small courtyard, Xiangxiang threw away distracting thoughts and entered a state of spiritual practice.

The two of them are connected now, and she can feel that Ao Chiyao is in a trance today, and her attention is always focused outside.

Although she mentioned that she wanted to go out for inspection twice, Ao Chiyao refused every time.

Therefore, Xiangxiang was a little restless in her practice.

"Why don't you go check it out? Maybe the senior dragon clan remained sane, maybe... Sister Ao, aren't you okay?"

"Oh, you don't know."

Ao Chiyao sighed from the bottom of her heart, "If the dragon is not buried in Longyuan after death, what a terrible consequence. At that time, I was not washed away by Senior Li's sword intent, I am afraid I will also end in the same way."

"Sword Intent..."

Xiangxiang thought for a while, and asked, "Li Xuan also left a lot of handwriting in the hall. What if he could bring that senior Dragon Clan here?"

"Come here?"

Ao Chiyao's eyes brightened for a moment, and then she shook her head again: "At that time, I was stunned by Qiutang Hanyu. That senior may not have such good luck."

Also, she didn't worry about rushing into the back hall, because the seniors usually impose restrictions on the Dongfu before going on a long journey. Therefore, during the period when Li Xuan was away, even Xiangxiang did not go there rashly at her request.

"Ok......"

Xiangxiang crossed her legs and thought, "Since you can feel the breath of the same clan, if the senior of the dragon clan is still conscious, he should be able to feel you too.

Let's wait here, maybe he will come by himself in a while? "

With that said, Ao Chiyao suddenly woke up.

No, even if there is no conscious mind, the dead dragon clan will instinctively approach the place with the same clan, and then... swallow the same clan!

It seems to be a curse lurking in the blood.

No one knows from when, the death of a real dragon will become an unknown, from a beast to a great horror of disaster to the world.

Especially for the same clan, it is like killing a father and an enemy.

So Zulong set up the East China Sea Longyuan.

In the absence of Senior Li, the body of the same clan is unstoppable, and I am afraid it will be found here soon.

"Xiangxiang, we are in danger right now."

Ao Chiyao didn't have time to explain, her voice anxiously said: "Go, go to the back hall, there should be a back hand left by Senior Li over there, it will be too late if you don't go."

"What's wrong with sister Ao?"

Although Xiangxiang was puzzled, she still moved around with her skirt and opened the door of the back hall with the key.

..........

In a remote well in Buyun Town.

Suddenly there was a billowing foul air.

Immediately, Ao Qing wrapped his head with black energy.

Although he was dead at this time, relying on a wave of hostility, resentment, and evil to maintain his body, he was not stupid.

The result of fighting with the incarnation of a holy monk was self-evident, so there was almost no hesitation, Ao Qing instinctively chose to avoid the edge.

As the saying goes, Long is hidden in Yuan. When his party wants to hide his figure, it is difficult to track even the first-grade Buddhism.

But Buyun Town is not Yandu, it's just such a big place, and he won't be able to hide it for long.

"You have to find that junior as soon as possible..."

The black mist around the dragon's body was thick, and then it convolved towards the center like a tornado. After a while, a middle-aged man with black clothes and black hair appeared. Although his face was heroic, his brows were filled with gloom, and he was about to die. Heavier than the elderly.

"This body won't last long..."

Ao Qing coughed out a mouthful of black blood, wiped it off with the back of her hand, and then took out a crystal bead from her arms.

This is the dragon ball handed down by the dragon clan from the ancestral dragon. If it weren't for this strange thing, otherwise the true spirit like a candle in Ao Qingfeng would not survive the present.

But he couldn't move this thing anymore, and its only use was to find the same clan.

At this time, the dragon ball was slightly hot, and the little dragon in it bloomed with golden light, and seemed to be alive.

"Well, this junior has a pure blood."

A gleam of expression appeared in Ao Qing's eyes, and he walked toward the town with his hands on his back.

If it was before, Yandu had arrived to leave the country in an instant, but now it was too burdensome for him to travel for thousands of miles. If he didn't feel that there was a fellow clan in the world, what if he died in Yandu that day.

Two coughs came, and Ao Qing mixed into the crowd.

The little dragon in the dragon ball took a breath out of thin air, and then spun in the little ball to show him the way.

Ao Qing walked through the crowd, and soon came to the small courtyard.

"Pork...Pork Shop."

He looked up, suddenly a look of sullen expression appeared on his face.

The dragons have actually fallen to the point where they sell pigs and meat in the mortal world?

Unwillingly, he opened the door and saw the deserted courtyard.

"I actually planted a treasure medicine...wait!"

Ao Qing's gaze was fixed on the inconspicuous little tree, as if she had seen God.

"There is still Jianmu here between heaven and earth, God bless my dragon clan!"

Ao Qing looked very excited, almost obsessed with taking two steps towards Jianmu, reaching out his hand as if in a dream.

But soon, his steps stopped again, and he laughed dumbfounded.

Now the dilapidated body, the walking corpse, Jianmu is a sacred tree, but it is still in his childhood, if he is contaminated by the foul air on his body...

Ao Qing doesn't allow Jianmu to have the slightest handicap.

"There is the aura of Dragon Clan juniors practicing, it should be right in the yard..."

Ao Qing held up the dragon ball and felt that the direction of the traction was the wooden door of the inner hall that was closed not far away.

"Younger generation, I am Ao Qing of the Long Clan."

He saw the wariness of this younger generation, and sighed: "Now my body is dead, but a little real spirit is still there. Don't be afraid that I will be against you."

There was a footstep inside the door, but it soon fell silent again.

"Oh, I'm here uninvited. No wonder you are on guard."

Seeing this, Ao Qing was helpless, but time was waiting for no one. The two bald donkeys, one old and one young, should be about to chase him.

"When you see me, you'll know it yourself."

He stepped forward and opened the door, and suddenly saw two women sitting cross-legged inside, one with a worried face and the other with tears.

"Chi Yao..."

Ao Qing was immediately shocked, and immediately walked up in ecstasy.

However, as soon as he walked a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and the statues, calligraphy and painting came into his eyes.

what is this?

The endless avenues and principles, and the radiant rhyme of the supreme Taoism, filled the entire inner hall like a stormy sea, instantly submerging Ao Qing's body.

This was a supreme treasure for him before his death. If he had come to this courtyard earlier, I am afraid he would not have been beheaded by Emperor Zhou.

But now, these Dao Yun are reminders!

"laugh!"

The foul air on Ao Qing evaporated like boiling water.

The dragon scales faintly flashed on his face, and the whole person fell into extreme pain. This is the repulsion of the wicked air from the Dao Dao. The statues, calligraphy and paintings in the hall bloomed with dazzling glory.

"grandfather......"

Ao Chiyao recognized the familiar aura on the human body, and for a while, her head was like a paste and she didn't know what to do.

Does grandfather really retain his mind, or is he deceiving himself with evil thoughts?

If the grandfather really survived, but because she let Xiangxiang hide in the inner hall and killed him, then didn't he become the sinner who killed the elders?

But if it is a bad idea, rushing into contact with it, using Xiangxiang's current sixth-grade cultivation base, and his own crippled primordial spirit, will fall into extreme danger.

Ao Chiyao was at a loss like a little girl.

........

Outside Buyun Town.

"Master Kongming."

Yang Qing thought about it for a long time, but decided to speak, and said, "That dragon princess is already raised at home by a certain senior, and that senior is terrifying..."

Although the old monk is here to help, he is not good to hate him, but Mr. Li is the most difficult to provoke. If this old monk uses the Buddhism method to force Xiangxiang to force him, he will probably be demolished by Mr. Li. Kicked the ball with his head.

This is also for the life of the old monk.

But I have never heard that there is a monk named Kongming in Xuankong Temple, is it a hidden old monster?

"It's okay."

Master Kongming smiled relaxedly, as if he could also see Yang Qing's worry, "Don't worry, Donor Yang, Lao Na is different from the monk you think."

"Master, aren't you the holy monk of Xuankong Temple?"

Yu Ding also asked doubtfully.

Knowing how to put up the heart seal, and the realm is so high, the only thing that people can think of is the ancient temple of the Buddhist holy land.

Although the monks of the Hanging Ancient Temple speak of compassion, they are actually very domineering and will let you "convert to my Buddha" at every turn. Duhua is called Duhua because it is not probation.

Beat you up, and then greet you with a golden light if you don’t be obedient. It’s a bit similar to Professor Yang’s electric shock abstinence treatment.

"No, Lao Na is an ascetic monk~www.wuxiaspot.com~ who was taught by Lanke Temple, and is also a major branch of Buddhism."

Uncle Kongming gave a wry smile, apparently seeing through Yu Ding's inner thoughts.

"Yes, yes, Lanke Temple is now the two monks of us."

Little Monk Mi Jin broke his fingers.

"Ascetic..."

When Yang Qing heard this word, he suddenly changed his attitude and said with a smile: "It turns out that the two are the masters of Lanke Temple. They were disrespectful before. I heard that there was an old monk in Lanke Temple who was in love with the Lord Zhu of Langya Sea Pavilion. The game played for three days and three nights, and the last four tribulations made a tie. Could it be..."

"It's Old Na."

Kongming nodded in acknowledgment.

"No wonder I didn't know the name of the master before."

Suddenly, Yang Qing looked respectful a lot.

The old monk Kongming said that he was an ascetic monk, so why he is so high but he is still dressed in shabby clothes, and he lacks money and food, and his reputation is not obvious. All this makes sense.

Ascetic monks are indeed a large branch of Buddhism, with a long history. They inherit two rules. You can’t touch the property that accumulates virtue by doing good deeds, and you can’t be greedy for false names. Unlike the Hanging Temple, which puts the rules on your mouth, ascetics must abide by the precept , Otherwise it will damage spiritual practice.

It is precisely for this reason that this pulse is gradually becoming weaker.

Therefore, Yang Qing's attitude has only changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Since I am the master of Lanke Temple, then I don't worry about your forcible and arrogant things."

Yang Qing said sincerely this time, "The one who lives in Buyun Town is a real mighty person. He just happened to be out, but he should be aware of everything that happens in the town."

Kongming gave a wry smile, knowing what Yang Qing meant.

In recent years, Buddhism has a bad reputation in places other than the extreme west.

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