Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

At the beginning, Zhan Changsheng thought that the stalker must be related to the person next door who was competing with him for the gold hairpin, so he said coldly: "In broad daylight, the universe is bright, do you still want to win the treasure?"

However, Zhan Long let out a light sigh, full of interest: "It's actually a golden-footed and silver-feathered eagle, but it's a pity that it's about to die, the demon power is gone, and it's tasteless to eat."

Zhan Changsheng's eyes and ears are sharp now, and he has already seen clearly that the person following him is actually an old man.Wearing a rough brown straight gown, beard and hair like snow, with a haggard appearance, trembling when walking, only his expression is anxious, which does not seem to be fake.

He intentionally slowed down his pace, strolled in the courtyard, walked from Changningfang City to an alley, then suddenly quickened his pace, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The old man lost his footing, and felt anxious, he stepped forward and looked around.Unexpectedly, the middle-aged merchant had already stepped out of the alleyway behind him, "Old man, what advice do you have for me?"

When the old man first saw the person appearing, he took two steps back in shock, then stepped forward hurriedly, clenched his fists and said: "Your Excellency has the aura of a fairy, but you are a cultivator?"

Quietly, Zhan Long had appeared in front of the two of them, and said proudly with his hands behind his back: "You old vulture, instead of waiting for your end of life in the Outer-Human Realm, what do you want to do by mixing in the mortal land?"

The old man was startled, and hastily knelt down in front of Zhanlong, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Immortal, be merciful, I am originally a silver-footed golden-feathered eagle in Damang Kunshan Mountain, and I lived deep in the mountain with my wife. Don't care about the world. 900 years ago, I stagnated at the seventh-order peak, so I went out to find a treasure to help break through. Unexpectedly, after several twists and turns, the treasure was never found, and my wife who stayed in the mountain was captured by the magic army. "

The old man wept sadly, took a deep breath, and then continued: "In the past 900 years, in order to find his wife, this old man has traveled all over the world, and chased him all the way to Yongchang. It has been destroyed, only Yuanshen is imprisoned in the peacock gold hairpin bought by the immortal master. I hope that the immortal master will be merciful, pity me and the two monsters who are not easy to practice, and put the old old wife Yuanshen back."

Zhanlong's lips were as thin as a blade, he hooked slightly when he heard the words, and smiled sarcastically and cruelly, "It turns out that the primordial spirit who warms and nourishes me is your wife, now it's okay to let go, it's just me, why should I help you?"

The questioning was extremely arrogant, the old man suddenly trembled, his hands fell on the stone road like dead branches, and he lowered his head slowly.

The white hair was scattered on the shoulders like frost and snow, adding a bit of bleakness.

The silver-footed golden-feathered eagle, the king of monsters and birds, is born proud. It spreads its wings and rushes [-] miles, and the sound of its neck shakes [-] birds. The only one who can fight against it is the fairy roc and the phoenix of the kingdom of God. How overbearing and incomparable.

It's just that this old eagle has been hunted down by demons and Taoists for 900 years in order to find a wife. His realm has declined, his demon power is almost exhausted, and his lifespan is approaching.Holding his last breath only with obsession, just to save his wife from eternal slavery.

So far, there is no arrogance left by the king of monsters and birds, but he bowed his body low, his old tears were muddy, and sobbed in a low voice, "I only have a broken body left in this old man, and time is running out. I would like to be a slave in my lifetime to repay my benefactor." ..."

But Zhan Long sneered coldly: "You even collapsed the demon core, apart from being able to transform into a human body, you are even worse than ordinary people. What use do I need you, a good-for-nothing old bird?"

The old man trembled again, he didn't seem to be able to speak anymore, he just kowtowed, his forehead hit the bluestone slab with a bang bang sound, blood was seen in a short while.

After all, Zhan Changsheng couldn't take it anymore, he hurriedly supported the old man, "Stay here, old man, I—" He didn't dare to agree rashly, so he said, "Don't give up on yourself, I'll ask for you before making plans."

The old man was full of anticipation, grabbed Zhan Changsheng's arm vigorously, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Immortal is merciful, even if this old man can't repay you in this life, in the next life he will make a straw ring and be a cow or a horse..."

But Zhan Long sneered again at this moment: "With your little demon power, if you can't cultivate in the next life, you will die in this life."

Zhan Changsheng saw that the old man's face was ashen, his brows were slightly frowned, he got up and went to Zhan Long's side, and said in a low voice: "Old man, old man, old man, you just don't respect the old man, why are you so mean?"

But Zhan Long wondered: "The old eagle's lifespan is less than two thousand, calling me a senior is flattering, why do you want me to respect him?"

Zhan Changsheng couldn't help being dumb, and after a while, he became a little annoyed and said: "Don't talk about gossip, is it true that the soul of a female eagle is hidden in the gold hairpin?"

Zhan Long said: "There is no female eagle."

Zhan Changsheng was anxious, he couldn't help grabbing his clothes and said anxiously: "How could it be...then what should I do..."

Zhan Long let him throw himself into his arms, and then he continued unhurriedly: "There is only a male eagle's primordial spirit."

Zhan Changsheng was a little dazed for a moment, men and women are not taboo among cultivators, even among monsters, masculinity prevails?

Seeing that he was silent, Zhan Long continued: "I want to refine the fragments of the main blade from the gold hairpin, although there is nothing wrong with taking the male eagle's primordial spirit, it's just..."

Zhan Changsheng asked worriedly, "Just?"

Zhanlong responded indifferently: "Trouble."

Zhan Changsheng couldn't help but get angry, but Zhan Long was still dissatisfied, "Originally seven days of seclusion are enough, but if we need to do more, it will take nine days to refine, which is very troublesome."

The old man has gone through hardships for 900 years, and in the eyes of this bloodless and tearless magic gun, it is not more important than two days of work.Zhan Changsheng gritted his teeth with hatred, tightly clenched his fingers, and said in a low voice: "It's just a little effort, why don't you help him?"

Zhan Long still said coldly: "Why do you want to help? His lifespan is approaching, and even the demon core has collapsed. It is useless to eat it, and staying is waiting for death."

Zhan Changsheng was furious for a moment, so he sneered and said, "If I were imprisoned in the gold hairpin, would you save me or not?"

Zhan Long frowned slightly, but said: "The golden hairpin can only imprison the primordial spirit. If you lose your body, how can you use the divine spring to wipe away my blood? Let alone save you, I will not survive."

Zhan Changsheng was so angry that his lips trembled and his hands and feet were cold. He only knew that although the magic gun was inhuman, he was born kind, so he would help him everywhere.Unexpectedly, Zhanlong's nature is so cold and ruthless.Zhan Changsheng has a different physique, which can help him lead to the divine spring, so he takes care of Zhan Changsheng in every possible way and pays attention to everything.If one day he was useless to him, wouldn't he also be rejected by him?

He and Zhan Long had originally met by chance, and the time they spent together was short, if it wasn't for some accidental accident, there shouldn't be any relationship.Zhan Changsheng knew it clearly, but for some reason, whenever he thought of being treated coldly by Zhan Long, he felt extremely unbearable, almost hated.

He just sneered and said, "Zhanlong, are you going to help or not?"

Zhanlong pondered for a moment, "If you want to help, you need to help me with my double cultivation a few more times."

As expected, Zhan Changsheng's mind did not change, he didn't even change his face, and said indifferently: "Left and right are just what you need, it's up to you." After saying a word, Zhan Changsheng turned around and left beside Xie Long, helping the old man up , Consoling in a low voice: "Old man, don't worry, Zhanlong will definitely rescue your wife Yuanshen."

The old man's lips trembled, his expression was agitated, and he was about to kneel down to him again, Zhan Changsheng hurriedly stopped him, and with a few words of comfort, the two left the alley and headed out of Changning City.Zhanlong was left alone.

Zhan Long stood there for a moment, but he didn't understand why Zhan Changsheng suddenly changed his face.He had clearly agreed to the double cultivation, but Zhan Long couldn't feel any joy, instead, there was an unknown anger in his chest, dark and deep, and he didn't know how to dissipate it.

He had no choice but to raise his hand and chop on the big bluestone blocking the road. The boulder was silent and densely covered with cracks, and within half a breath, it fell apart and scattered on the ground.

The man in the black shirt had disappeared.

Zhan Changsheng pretended to be a peddler and walked alone, and now he went to the post station stable to pick up the stored horse, but the old man refused to ride it by himself, so the two had to walk on foot, and only put some luggage on the horse's back.

The White Jade Pagoda was connected with Zhan Changsheng, and when Zhan Long returned to the building, he noticed it.In this way, the heart that had been hanging in the air before fell down.

The two walked slowly on the road with one shot, Zhan Changsheng put aside the previous dispute, only frowned, thinking about how to find an opportunity to enter the pagoda to help Zhanlong refine the gold hairpin, and how to arrange for the old man.

Zhan Long seemed to know what he was thinking, and said in a deep voice: "This old vulture will not live long, it is better to be imprisoned in the tower, so as not to leak the secret."

Zhan Changsheng also knew that what he said was true, but maybe it was because of rebellious thoughts, his words were harsh to his ears, and he said angrily: "He always wants to kill and imprison, and he always speaks so loudly. If he has the ability to reach the sky, why bother?" By my mortal side."

Zhanlong is still calm and calm, not because of his sarcastic remarks, "Tigers fall into the plains, dragons swim in shallow waters, fate has its ups and downs. What's more, I am comfortable and comfortable by your side. Brothers and sisters, we should cherish fate." .”

Zhan Changsheng's apprenticeship at the beginning was simple and sloppy, and he didn't learn any kung fu after the obeisance. If Zhan Long hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten about it.

While he was pondering, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes galloping towards him in the distance.

The old man suddenly said: "There are five riders, and the leader is the one who will bid for the gold hairpin with you during the auction."

Although the silver-footed golden-feathered eagle is not cultivated, it still has keen six senses, so it can be heard immediately.Zhan Changsheng led the horse, and the two hurriedly hid in the dense forest beside the road.

The horse was too eye-catching, so Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to bite the bullet, put his hand on the horse's back, and sent it into the White Jade Pagoda when he wanted to.The old man was born as a demon cultivator after all, so he was not surprised to see this.

The two people hid their figures in the bushes, and saw five figures rushing on the post road.