Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

The man said again: "My name is Qingyuan."

Zhan Changsheng widened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "You are Qing Yuan?"

The man was still smiling brightly, and replied: "I am Qing Yuan."

Zhan Changsheng strode closer, and smiled angrily: "I have admired Qingyuan Shangxian's name for a long time, and today I can see her true face. Sansheng is lucky. Shangxian travels through all walks of life, and I don't know how many traps he has set up. Please explain them one by one clearly, so as to avoid If I am not careful in the future, I will be framed by you again."

He was about to stretch out his hand to grab Qing Yuan's skirt, but he saw that he had touched it, but his fingertips felt nothing, so he just watched his hand pass through Qing Yuan's chest, as if passing through the void, without a trace.

Qing Yuan still stood still, and sighed: "I am wronged, I have a great wish to help the world, and I have worked hard to plan for the common people. Have you ever set a trap to harm people?"

Zhan Changsheng withdrew his hand, and when the sleeves of his robe were pulled, the phantom of Qing Yuan swayed for a while. He was a little sober from his anger, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy, and asked again: "I and Xiangxian are all from the Tang Dynasty. Did you do it on purpose?"

Qing Yuan slowly followed a strand of black hair hanging down his front, and replied softly: "Xiangxian was extradited from the Tang Dynasty by me, but you are just a coincidence. Because the person who cast the magic gun was from Tang Dynasty, I extradited him to the Tang Dynasty." People from the Tang Kingdom came and taught them carefully, hoping to increase the success rate of subduing the magic spear. Unexpectedly, man’s calculation is not as good as heaven’s calculation, but the Dragon Slaying Spear fell into your hands.”

Zhan Changsheng asked again: "Why does a mere fallen demon weapon involve such a wide range of people, and it has caused people from all walks of life to hear about it?"

Qing Yuan couldn't help laughing, his eyes narrowed, and he said with a playful smile: "This is a mere word, I'm not afraid of being heard by your good brother."

Zhan Changsheng's face turned red again, and he said in a low voice, "Talk about it for a while... Let's get back to business."

Qing Yuan leisurely gazed into the distance, his eyes seemed to penetrate the emerald wall, cast his eyes on the ancient times, and sighed: "This starts from the creation of the three thousand worlds. Speaking of the origin of the world, some say that Pangu created the world; some say that the two gods of the sun and the moon gave birth to the world ; It is also said that the tree of the world bears fruit, one fruit, one world..."

Zhan Changsheng frowned and said, "Pick up the important ones."

Qing Yuan could only keep it simple: "Actually, I don't know how many years ago, a god with the power to penetrate the sky and the earth sprinkled countless seeds of life in the sea of ​​​​emptiness. Hundreds of millions of years passed, and every seed of life It has grown into a realm, and according to its size and prosperity, it is divided into three thousand lower worlds, three thousand middle worlds, and three thousand upper worlds. Tang Kingdom is one of the three thousand middle worlds. These three thousand are just imaginary numbers, but there are actually How many, even if that fairy returns, I can't count."

Zhan Changsheng said: "What does this have to do with Dragon Slaying Spear?"

Qing Yuan sighed and said, "Be patient and listen to me slowly."

Zhan Changsheng closed his eyes and sighed: "Where do I have the time to listen to you talking about ancient times, hurry up and make a long story short!"

Qing Yuan smiled proudly, and pointed at the thick emerald wall: "Do you think this stone is just a decoration? This is a time crystal, which has the miraculous effect of compressing time. After a year in this emerald palace, outside the palace It's only a quarter of an hour. I naturally have a lot of free time now, so I will talk to you slowly."

Zhan Changsheng was unmoved, and repeated: "Long story short."

Qing Yuan showed a somewhat dull expression, Shi Shiran found an emerald stool and sat down, and then continued: "You have been with that magic gun for a long time, and your temper has become more and more irritable... Let me tell you, let me tell you That's right." Seeing Zhan Changsheng's raised eyebrows, he hastily turned to the topic, "For thousands of years, there have always been some geniuses who have learned the secrets of the realm, the inside story, and just don't know it. Now that they know that there is another world outside, so what Willing to be trapped in a corner? Therefore, unknowingly, some people have ambitions, trying to break the crystal wall and integrate these thousands of worlds into one."

Zhan Changsheng recalled the feat of slaying the dragon and breaking the boundless wall in the past, and suddenly his heart moved, "Could it be that the dragon-slaying spear can break the crystal wall?"

Qing Yuan clasped his hands and laughed, "As expected of being the master of the magic spear and the lord of the myriad worlds, a child can indeed be taught. The magic spear cuts the dragon, and the magic spear breaks the wall. The two are indeed one."

Zhan Changsheng ignored his ridicule, but drew inferences from one instance, and recalled the exhortations of the Dragon Slaying Immortal.Tu Long ordered Zhan Long to complete the Nine Refinements of Heaven and Earth, exorcise demonic barriers, return to the godhead, and then shatter the void, without having to worry about cultivating the Immortal Continent.

He said again: "I heard that the magic spear destroys the world, but the magic spear can save the world. In this case, all you need to do is refine the magic gun. Why worry so much?"

Qing Yuan supported the emerald stone table next to the stone bench with one hand, a lotus leaf-like tray slowly floated up on the emerald green table top, on which was a crystal clear wine jug with a thin mouth.With a hook of the Shangxian's finger, a milky white mist floated out from the spout of the pot, and the aroma of the wine immediately overflowed, and was swallowed by the monk.

After Qing Yuan tasted the fine wine, he lifted the white jade pot in his hand, lifted the lid, and poured it upside down into the lotus-leaf-shaped tray.

There was no water left in the pot, but a pile of emerald jade beads rolled out, which was exactly the number of the Big Dipper.The seven emerald beads soared into the sky, shining bright green light in mid-air, reflecting each other, and the fluorescence fell on the opposite emerald wall, and suddenly there was a shaking image, gradually emerging clearly.

That image is the top of Qingbi Mountain, where the brothers and sisters are learning art, but it is the illusion of another world that Zhan Changsheng experienced with Zhan Long when he fell asleep at the beginning.

But after a while, the sky shattered and the Milky Way poured down, engulfing the entire continent.

Immediately, the image changed, and it turned into a gorgeous palace. After the Tianhe River broke its embankment, thousands of people were involved in the endless waves.

This cycle continued, and even the other worlds in the Wangshan Formation that the two of them had crossed, and the Heishui City guarded by the water leaf boat, could not escape the catastrophe.

Qing Yuan was still not in a hurry, and explained for him: "The sharp spear is sharp, so it can break the crystal wall naturally, but you can't treat the crystal wall as a barrier just to trap creatures from all walks of life? Evolution for hundreds of millions of years, this crystal wall It was born to protect all living beings. The crystal wall shattered, and the sea of ​​void poured in, naturally filling the boundary. The sea water in the void is yin and cold, and if living things are contaminated, they will undoubtedly die."

Zhan Changsheng looked at the countless creatures struggling in the rolling waves, and suddenly a few familiar faces passed by. He couldn't help clasping his fingers, and said in a trembling voice, "Even...even the Tang Kingdom can't escape?"

Qing Yuan sighed: "Under the overturned nest, there are no eggs. If the sharp spear is successful, the sharpness will overflow from all walks of life, and the crystal wall will naturally be completely shattered."

Zhan Changsheng's face was pale, and he asked in a harsh voice: "Then... I won't practice anymore, senior brother... Dragon Slaying Spear has been nourished by the divine spring for the past few years, and most of the blood has been cured. In the next ten or a hundred years, I will always be with him that is."

Qing Yuan still sighed, moving the jade beads slightly with his fingers, those beads turned their direction, and the image on the jade wall changed accordingly.

This time, it was a long spear piercing through the ground with a howl, and suddenly the mountains fell and the ground cracked. Red tongues of flame burst out from the gun body, which instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames and shot straight into the sky.

Immediately, the same sky shattered, and the water surged in.

However, when the water flow touched the tongue of fire, it turned into a more violent raging flame, burning the Ten Continents and Three Kingdoms into a piece of scorched earth.

Afterwards, the raging flames did not stop, burning down a boundary, breaking out, and igniting the boundless sea of ​​void.

The coldness turned into scorching heat, the flames on the emerald green wall were endless and boundless, and the countless seeds of life floating up and down in the sea turned into scorched black in a blink of an eye.

Zhan Changsheng's face was pale, he staggered back two steps, bumped into the stone bench, then sat down slumped, speechless for a while.

Either the water is deep or the water is hot.

It's either a dead end or a dead end.

Why does God treat me like this?

Zhan Changsheng shouted silently in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

Qing Yuan stood up, took two steps towards Zhan Changsheng, hesitated a little, but stopped, and said softly: "Changsheng... If you don't save the common people, the common people will be buried for you."

Zhan Changsheng asked in a daze, "Why... why is it me?"

Qingyuan said: "You carry a divine spring, and you can extinguish the red lotus karmic fire; you swore a life oath, and you can drop a wall-breaking gun. The left and right are just...by mistake, God's will tricks people. Longevity, whether you can save it or not you."

Zhan Changsheng suddenly sneered, "I will die if I save it, or if I don't save it, I will die. It is better to save tens of billions of lives, which is also a cheap deal."

Qing Yuan didn't say a word, just looked at him softly, his clear eyes were as black as a cold pool, with a hint of greenness faintly revealing.

On the emerald wall, which is as green as water, flames descended from the sky, engulfing high-rise buildings, melting the steel forest, and the bustling city, which was full of traffic, instantly turned into charcoal for thousands of miles.

After all, Zhan Changsheng still asked in a deep voice: "How to save?"

Qing Yuan's expression relaxed, and he almost showed a cheerful smile, but he was stared at by the young man's dark eyes, and finally restrained and solemn, leaned over and whispered in his ear for a moment.

Zhan Changsheng closed his eyes and said, "I wrote it down."

Qing Yuan said: "Longevity, the countless souls in the nine thousand worlds are entrusted to you alone."

Zhan Changsheng only felt that his shoulders were heavy, like Mount Tai rolling down, unable to bear its weight.

Therefore, his face sank like water, and he stood up, "If Qingyuan Shangxian has nothing else to do, please send me away."

Qing Yuan said: "Naturally, naturally."

He pinched the magic formula repeatedly, summoned a green arch for Zhan Changsheng, and said: "Take care."

When Zhan Changsheng's figure disappeared in the door, a tall and straight figure slowly stepped out from the depths of the emerald hall.

The man walked slowly, majestic and majestic, his expression was like an iceberg reflecting the moonlight, the coldness could not be concealed in his nobleness, his eyes were calm and unwavering, he said: "It's rare for him to believe such nonsense."

Qing Yuan straightened his waist, and his head grew immediately, turning into a burly and rough monk, his muscles were as strong as cast iron, and his eyes were sharp. He turned to the ice-cold monk, and said with a heroic smile: "Master Helian Zhe Shame on me too, I clearly never made up half a word."

This person was clearly Tu Long, not Qing Yuan, and he was obviously in a happy mood at this moment, so he smiled and gathered his clothes, and slapped the emerald carving on the round table.

Immediately, more than a dozen wine jars, large and small, floated up from the table, and the strong aroma of wine filled the hall.

Helian Wancheng just stood aside and looked at him, tall and straight like a gun, standing with his hands behind his back, and said: "You never made up something, but you have something to hide."

Not only is there a concealment, but a great concealment.

If the magic gun is out of control, it may break the wall and cause floods, if the magic gun is left unchecked, it will explode and cause a fire.

With a Taoist couple who vowed to join him, the magic gun cannot easily get out of control; with the emergency protection of the divine spring, how could Zhan Changsheng let the magic gun go?

Therefore, the old man Tu Long, who pretended to be the Qingyuan Shangxian, and Zhan Changsheng's words, only cut the beginning and the end, and only picked up the truth that is unlikely to happen, but he really did not fake a word.

Tu Long propped himself up on the table, and the scent of wine rose, nourishing his swaying soul, and he showed a bit of satisfaction on his face, and he smiled again: "The two of them are destined to go through this catastrophe, if they can succeed, then it will be done; if... If it doesn’t work, you can’t blame others.”

Helian Wancheng said: "Nine thousand worlds survive and die, and you also use them to refine guns and slay dragons, don't you regret it?"

But Tu Long squinted his eyes and was intoxicated, and tsk-tsk at the wine jar, "I'm always late, and the master is relieved...good wine, good wine, the ancients said, if the sky is not good for wine, the star of wine is not in the sky; If the wine is not good, the earth should have no wine springs. Since the world is good wine, why don't the master have a drink with me?"

Helian Wancheng sat down as he said, although he was still stern, but he relaxed a little.He lifted a wine jar from the table, and said: "If you succeed, I will open the Ten Thousand Swords Gate to discuss sword peaks, and invite heroes from all over the world to discuss swords."

Tu Long was originally a martial idiot, so he was overjoyed to hear that.

When the two were talking happily over the wine, Zhan Changsheng was filled with bitterness and his face sank like water.After he passed through the arch, he stepped into a mountainside.

The bottom of the mountain is full of pits and valleys, covered with golden chrysanthemums, like a velvet carpet woven with golden threads, spreading out in all directions and boundlessly.The mountain wind is gentle and blows slowly, the fragrance is sent far away, and the fragrance is slightly bitter, but it makes one's mind clear.

The bright sea of ​​flowers all over the ground stretches all the way to the foot of the mountain, and a residential house is revealed.

The black brick and black tile house is surrounded by a white wall, and it is very peaceful.

The main building has three floors, the eaves are pointed, and it stands majestically in the center, like a black eagle about to fly. The bronze gargoyles with four corners are solemn and solemn. The whole building was built according to the palace style.

Zhan Changsheng strolled down the mountainside, and saw Zhan Long waiting for him outside the door, but there was no one else, so he smiled softly: "Senior brother."

When Zhan Long saw him coming, his cold brows softened slightly, and he responded, "Junior brother."

The two entered the side hall room, the room was spacious and painted with warm red paint, there was a row of high-back carved chairs on the right hand side of the entrance, and a round table stood in front of it.

A large sleeping bed is placed against the inner wall, and the outside of the sleeping bed is exquisitely carved, full of folk auspicious and festive patterns such as mandarin ducks crossing necks, rich and noble peonies.

Suddenly, it was like a wedding room.

Zhan Long said: "Wan Jianmen took this place to stay with me temporarily, where did you go?"

Zhan Changsheng explained clearly to him about meeting Qing Yuan in the Emerald Palace, and only concealed the fact that both the magic gun and the magic gun were destroyed.

Zhan Long sneered and said, "This guy has a lot of friends..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Changsheng suddenly held his cheeks, and his lips pressed together.

Zhan Long stopped talking, hooked the young man's waist, and pressed him on the sleeping bed.

This was in line with Zhan Longsheng's heart, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably, so he fell down, and only took a pair of arms around Zhanlong's ribs, hugging him tightly, as if he wanted to embed his arm bones into Zhanlong's skin , tremblingly called out: "Brother..."

The call was chanted and sighed three times, mellow and lingering, as if the lovesickness was deep in the bones, and the infatuation and resentment were full of life.

Zhanlong gently brushed away the young man's messy hair on his shoulders with his fingertips, then went up along his shoulders, put his fingers on the back of his neck and rubbed gently, and said with a low smile, "I won't see you for a while, junior brother is here like me."

Zhan Changsheng recalled what he saw in the Emerald Palace, he felt like a knife was piercing his heart, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even breathe. Seeing Zhan Long teasing him, he responded smoothly, "Senior brother, I miss you."

Zhanlong has never seen his junior look like this before, he is more and more unwilling to let him go, he just rudely tore off his shirt, buried his head in lingering on his neck.The breath was as hot as fire, and even the kiss seemed to be aggressive, making people tremble from the bottom of their bones.

The lifespan of Jindan monks is five hundred, and if they conceive a baby, their lifespan can be more than a thousand years.

Zhan Changsheng has the divine spring in his hands, and the Dragon Slaying Spear in his hands. Even though he encountered a fairyland in the past, he survived after a narrow escape, so he naturally hopes to stay with his senior brother forever.

In the blink of an eye, the time of death is approaching, after all... it's so embarrassing.

The bone-piercing chill penetrated into the body and mind like frost and snow, and even the blazing breath of the magic gun could not dissipate. Zhan Changsheng seemed to be drowning. Ren Zhanlong undressed him and lingered wantonly.