The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Master Yuding originally planned to catch up and see Taoist Cihang suddenly stop, but he did not want to fall into the sword formation.

Suddenly falling into the sword array, fortunately, Master Yuding saw the opportunity quickly. With a wave of one hand, a white light flashed past, and the cold light that stabbed him was blocked.

For a moment, Master Yuding was still trapped in place, unable to move. That simple ray of cold light contained endless sword intent, and Master Yuding needed to deal with it with all his strength.

Gritting his teeth and looking at the cold light in front of him, Master Yuding knew that Huang Long must be able to perform this sword formation. If an ordinary person wanted to block himself in this formation with a sword light, he might be thinking about Xiantao. eat.

Feeling helpless, Master Yuding, who had no way out of trouble for the time being, could only hope that nothing would happen to Taoist Cihang, and he began to concentrate on breaking the formation.

At this time, Taoist Cihang looked at Huang Long in front of him quietly, his eyes shining with light, but his mind was not on how to rescue Master Yuding.

After a while, Taoist Cihang looked at Huang Long expressionlessly, and said calmly: "You said you drew me out when you had distracting thoughts. So, do you mean these distracting thoughts have something to do with me?"

Taoist Cihang never thought that he would affect the state of mind of a quasi-sage, so he said this just to ridicule Huang Long.

Unexpectedly, after Taoist Cihang finished speaking, Huang Long actually nodded. A look of disbelief suddenly appeared on Taoist Cihang's face, and Huang Long looked at him in astonishment.

"I wasn't too sure before, but now I'm sure when I see you."

Huang Long struck again, causing Taoist Cihang to stiffen immediately. The light in his eyes made Huang Long dodge, as if he had been stimulated by something.

At this time, Taoist Cihang's face changed slightly, and there was a hint of shame and anger in his tone that he didn't notice, and he scolded Huang Long.

"You, you don't have to mess around!"

After Taoist Cihang finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two became a little weird. Huang Long didn't have much experience, so he didn't feel that the atmosphere was weird at this time.

As for Taoist Cihang, she was a woman after all, so her heart was naturally a little sensitive at this time. As soon as she said these words, she also noticed something was wrong.

A faint redness appeared on his face, and Taoist Cihang's eyes finally became sharp. He looked at Huang Long and said: "Huang Long, I didn't want to mention your betrayal of the Chan Cult. After all, I thought that we once had a fellow sect. Yi, but what you did today is really not upright, do you want to disturb my state of mind too!?"

Hearing this rebuke, Huang Long looked at Taoist Cihang who was slightly angry with a still expressionless face. He thought for a moment and said, "You said that your state of mind was also affected. It seems that the two of us have the same cause. ”

After saying that, Huang Long moved his wrist, and the smoke on Erxian Mountain disappeared instantly. On the top of the mountain, a terrace was revealed. Taoist Cihang looked at it and his expression was stunned.

Before Cihang Daoist could recover, Huanglong's sleeves moved slightly, and a cold light pierced towards the terrace.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Cihang's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously released a golden light, trying to block Huang Long's move.

Although he knew that he could not block the cold light so easily, Taoist Cihang still subconsciously removed his hands.

In just a moment, the two rays of light collided together, a burst of spiritual power suddenly spread, and the terrace on the top of the mountain was saved.

Staring at the scene in front of him in stunned silence, Taoist Cihang thought for a long time and still couldn't figure out how he managed to block Huang Long's move.

After a while, Taoist Cihang suddenly came back to his senses, turned to look at Huang Long, and said with a face full of shame and anger: "Are you testing me!?"

"When Yuanshi Tianzun took you in, I was the one who explained the cultivation issues to you. Although I was the Twelve Golden Immortal in the teachings back then, there were not many people who really looked up to me. I helped you cultivate and resolve your doubts back then. I treat what Yuanshi Tianzun entrusted to me as a matter of great importance and try to make you, a new disciple, become friends with me."

"You have excellent qualifications. Within a few years, you have become favored by Yuanshi Tianzun. Even other senior brothers and sisters are very interested in you, but I have become a marginal person. Fortunately, you have not forgotten me."

Suddenly hearing what Huang Long said, Taoist Cihang was slightly startled, his eyes shining with an inexplicable light, as if he had remembered something.

"You were the only person in the sect who showed sincerity to me first." Taoist Cihang murmured in a low voice.

"It was you who guarded the caves in Erxian Mountain. It was you who did it." Huang Long looked at Taoist Cihang and said.

"I'm just repaying the kindness of teaching me back then." Taoist Cihang turned around and said.

After a moment of silence, Huang Long said: "This is the source of distracting thoughts. I didn't want to mention it, but I couldn't let it go."

"Then what are you going to do?" Taoist Cihang looked at Huang Long and said sarcastically, "Kill me?"

"I...can't make a move." After hesitating for a moment, Huang Long frowned and looked at Taoist Cihang and said.

Taoist Cihang was slightly startled when he heard this. He looked at Huang Long in disbelief, as if he was not sure of what he heard.

After a while, it was Taoist Cihang who looked at Huang Long and said, "Maybe I... can't do it either."

The two fell into a strange silence again. In the end, Huang Long was the first to speak: "Your calamity has passed, but the calamity of death is coming, and the war is coming. No one can be spared."

"You want me to leave Chanjiao now?" Taoist Cihang said with a sneer.

"I know your temperament, but there is nothing worthy of your sacrifice in Chanjiao." Huang Long said.

"That's you, not me."

Taoist Cihang said calmly, rolled up his sleeves, and then continued: "This matter ends here. If you can't do it, and I am the one who blocks your path to becoming a saint, then we will part ways. After the war, If I die, wouldn't it be a good thing for you?"

Huang Long opened his mouth. This was a little different from what he thought. He originally wanted to tell Cihang not to participate in the subsequent battle, but it seemed that he thought wrong.

Seeing that Taoist Cihang was about to leave, Huang Long hesitated for a moment, then spread his palms, and then a light yellow light shot towards Taoist Cihang.

Seeing this, Taoist Cihang stretched out his hand to capture the yellow light in his hand. He looked at Huanglong with some surprise. Then he lowered his head and glanced at the thing in his hand, only to see that it was a piece of dragon scale.

"You put this thing away, it will be of great use." After Huang Long said this, he hesitated for a moment and finally did not say the words "it can be life or death."

Taoist Cihang's eyes flickered for a moment, then he said nothing. After putting away the dragon scale in his hand, he returned to the original path.

Seeing the people leaving, Huang Long said nothing more, turned around and disappeared into the Erxian Mountain.