dragon pen

After a long time, old gods will ask newcomers, or little gods who have just changed positions——

[Do you know what the battle between immortals and Buddhas is like? 】

【No. 】

[I have seen it. 】

【Really?what kind? 】

[At that time, not long after Sun Wukong, who once made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, was recruited to become a Buddha, and the futon of Western Bliss was not hot, the history he made in the Heavenly Court was broken—the troublemaker was either Monkey King, or a small The painter, yes, is a mortal who is inferior to that monkey grandson. At the beginning we didn’t even know his name, we only knew that he pretended to be a land and went to heaven with a mortal body, just to save the one who should have been killed. Zhu Jiuyin, an ancient dragon imprisoned in Heilian Water Prison for 500 years.

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What is that word called?

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Gee tut.

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Confused. 】

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On that day, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and there was no daylight in both the mortal world and the heavenly world.

The celestial music was shattered, the light from the clouds dimmed, the overturned glazed cups, melons and fruits rolled to the ground, and the troublemaker didn't come, and the others were in chaos—— A lot of gods still look like children. They have just changed their positions. They have never seen such a big world, making a big disturbance in the heavenly palace or something. It happened hundreds of years ago?At most, I would listen to it occasionally as a bedside story...

There are fairies fleeing in panic everywhere, and passing by them is the tense-faced heavenly soldier and general--Erlang God, with a tense face, came hurriedly from Nantianmen with his little milk dog, and passed by. I grabbed a passing fairy and asked what was going on, but the fairy's face was tense: "I don't know, I heard that Zhu Jiuyin escaped from the Black Lotus Water Prison!"

Erlangshen's baby-fat brows were all wrinkled into inverted characters: "How is it possible, Zhu Jiuyin is locked by a chain made of black black iron. Unless the lock is the magical weapon 'Dragon Tooth' made from the same mother material, it is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. Invasion! And the 'Dragon Tooth' was used as early as a thousand years—”

God Erlang's words did not finish.

The roaring dog at his feet had already let out a sharp and tense roar, his words stopped abruptly, and the fairy caught by him screamed and fled away. He raised his head, and saw people talking in the distance. The man came in the clouds—

Zhu Jiuyin was dressed in a ragged black robe, but the gold borders on the robe were stained with blood and the original color could not be seen. His whole body seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood, and his red pupils had become Scarlet red that is frightening, every time you take a step, the pair of boots that should have been emerald are oozing blood...

Accompanying him is a series of bloody footprints!

"Boldly Zhu Jiuyin! He escaped from prison without authorization!"

Erlang God yelled violently, but saw Zhu Jiuyin sneer neither in a hurry nor slowly, and with a wave of his hand, those heavenly soldiers and generals surrounding them flew out as if vulnerable to a single blow—now Erlang God understood why they could Walking all the way from the Black Lotus Water Prison to the atrium...

It's not that no one stopped, but it couldn't be stopped at all.

Erlang Shen took a few steps back again and again, pointing the halberd in his hand directly between Zhu Jiuyin's brows. In his tense state, he couldn't help but look at the black-haired boy in front of Zhu Jiuyin who was supporting him—it looked like he was really He looks like a child, with black hair and black eyes, dressed in common clothes, although his origin is unknown, but compared to the man behind him who seems to crawl back from the Asura hell, he is more like a...

Soft persimmons that are easy to pinch.

Erlangshen didn't think much at all, he muttered the name of the roaring dog, and when he said it, the little milk dog instantly turned into a moonlight shadow, roaring and rushing towards the boy!

"What a guts."

Zhu Jiuyin let out a low laugh, and Zhang Ziyao's back itched from the trembling chest. At the same time, he felt that his cheek was pinched from behind by a man indecently, and the man said in a tired but indecent voice: "My lady , but make them look good?"

Zhang Ziyao let him pinch his face, and swiped the gilt carving pen in his palm to draw bloodstains. At the same moment when the tip of his nose was stained with blood, a red light that was exactly the same as that of the Roaring Sky Dog flew out from the tip of the pen. The Xiaotian dogs crashed into a ball, biting apart, and the howling of the dogs immediately resounded through the atrium!

The red dog and the Xiaotian dog are completely carved out of the same mold, with every stroke and stroke, there is no difference!

"This is it!" Erlang Shen was horrified.

As I said earlier, there are only artifacts in the world that can kill gods.

Compared with other artifacts, the Mingcha Qiuhao Brush is not used as a weapon. Whether it was first created or flowed into the world, it has never been guarded against by people—let alone a mortal, how can it exert its greatest power?It might be safer in mortal hands, after all...

——The most powerful power of Mingcha Qiuhao brush is: to reproduce the gods and Buddhas in the world with the blood of gods and Buddhas.

So far.

Tianting was caught off guard.

God Erlang was the first to suffer. Before the gods could react to what happened, they were knocked off their feet. Whatever treasure you have in your hand is useless. He will draw you exactly the same in a blink of an eye. Here comes the undiminished replica!

What is Fenghuo Nezha, the Four Heavenly Kings, Lei Zhenzi, Yushi Fengbo... I can only stare here--Nezha knows that his hot wheel hits his stomach not only hurts but also hurts. He vomited out his lunch; Lei Zhenzi realized how numb and painful it was when he hit him with a hammer; only then did Uncle Feng realize that the wind blowing out of his pocket could cause headaches; Li Jing Only then did I know that my tower could become so big...

All the immortals were killed in disarray, but all of them were seriously injured but their lives were spared. I don't know if that person had no intention or just went against that lunatic Zhu Jiuyin. He was really kind and unwilling to kill. So far— But this didn't prevent everyone from feeling ashamed—the Jade Emperor finally slapped the table and was completely angry: "Come on, set up a line, and stick out his pen for the widow!"

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Zhang Ziyao, with Zhu Jiuyin in his arms, forcibly fought his way to the Nantianmen——after leaving the Nantianmen, those gods would not come after him again, just like when Monkey King obtained legal citizenship when he climbed out from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. It's an unwritten rule: if you escape from prison with your ability, it will count.

Along the way, Zhang Ziyao felt that his blood had been drained. Watching himself re-engraving one after another, he finally understood why he, a rookie painter, was able to draw Bi Wen's divine bird in one stroke. : It's not that he has good drawing skills, because his blood is easy to use.

incredible.

No wonder when Zhu Jiuyin heard that he was going to use blood to paint a painting against Yunqi's soldiers, his complexion changed drastically. He said he would not agree to anything, but suddenly he said he would agree to everything.

"Zhu Jiuyin, why do you have so many tricks?" Zhang Ziyao asked the dying dragon hanging on his shoulder.

Zhu Jiuyin didn't know what the hell he was talking about, but subconsciously raised the bar: "How can you make you, a great god, a minister under your crotch without many routines?"

After speaking, his jaw was pinched. The man smiled wearily. After thinking about it, his class status was reversed in an instant. If I go home, I will be the one who is crushed below—

He raised his eyes and glanced at the heavenly soldiers and generals chasing after them, the color of the sky turned purple, the wind was surging, the thunder was shaking, Zhu Jiuyin knew what it was, this thing was shot by the Jade Emperor, Zhang Ziyao took it Even if I drained my own blood, I couldn't draw an identical Nine Heavens Thunder Formation...

In the ear is the roar of the heavenly soldiers chasing and killing.

Someone told them to catch them quickly.

Looking back, there are many people behind him, many familiar faces, those old men and gods who are familiar with him and often told him to bully, all of them have worried faces, want to stop them but can't speak, and look at him worriedly—— —Just staring at Zhu Jiuyin for a while, Taishang Laojun sighed for a long time, and said to Zhu Jiuyin with his mouth: or you will come back, 500 years, just soak in water and pass; A few beautiful little fairies burst into tears——

But Zhu Jiuyin didn't dare to look more, because he has a family now.

And the Jade Emperor stood at the front, with nothing in his hands, only the purple light nine-clawed golden dragon wrapped around him, his face full of majesty!

Zhu Jiuyin paused for a while, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a ray of light in the purple cloud that gradually became brighter. Without hesitation, he put the black-haired boy into his arms, and a black ray of light lit up around him, and the ray of light enveloped the two of them. When the first thunder struck, his body shook, and a mouthful of warm blood sprayed Zhang Ziyao's right cheek all over his face!

"..."

Zhang Ziyao lowered his eyes, glanced at the Nantianmen, which was close at hand, grabbed Zhu Jiuyin to protect him with his backhand, and swung the gilt pen in his hand to draw a Li Jing pagoda to attract thunder, and the pagoda forcibly endured two thunderstorms——

When the replica pagoda exploded, the expression on Li Jing's face was very embarrassing.

Zhang Ziyao couldn't control much, he touched the clothes on his chest, and took out the bracelet from the Wangchuan basin——At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin, who had been quite calm from the beginning to the end, changed his face drastically when he saw this, and grabbed his hand Hand, don't let him move again.

Zhang Ziyao looked at the big blood-stained hand on his own, and said expressionlessly: "One must go out."

"Don't, don't, die for love, die for love! I am willing!"

"Who the hell is going to die in love with you, Lai Pilong?"

Zhang Ziyao cursed and then laughed, he broke away from Zhu Jiuyin's hand - the coaxing expression on the latter's face finally changed, he growled "Zhang Ziyao", but it was too late, the boy Putting the bracelet on—

Everything only happened in an instant.

When Zhu Jiuyin was pushed out of the Nantian Gate, he could only hear the Sanskrit sound from the Buddhist world shaking in his ears, the silver light shrouded the young man's body, and the huge Sanskrit imprint was on his head, firmly resisting the thunder of the Nine Heavens——

There is the sound of dragon chant.

The boy in ordinary white robes stood in the strong wind, and the wind blew away his hair. He looked at the Heavenly Emperor with his chin up firmly, and the silver dragon wrapped around him, making him seem to be bathed in silver. in the light...

The huge Sanskrit imprint rotated in the sky, and the purple light was engulfed and covered by the silver light.

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【and after?and after? 】

[Needless to say, fools understand that posture, such light, such Sanskrit heavenly seal, such Buddha voice, there is a Buddha returning to his place! 】

[Who is who? 】

【The dharma name is probably, what is it... Oh, Silver Dragon Arhat. 】