Comprehension: Grinding the Gun
Chapter 19 True Blood Dragon Soul
To the west of Yongchang, there are [-] mountains called Xiaomangkun. Beyond the mountains is a vast wilderness, where the loess touches the sky.That mountain forest has not been visited by human beings for thousands of years, and there are many mountain spirits, ghosts, beasts and birds hidden in it. It is very dangerous and difficult for ordinary people to get close to.
Therefore, there is no road in the cliff, and if you climb over here, it is safest to sneak into the realm of Huawai.
Zhan Changsheng had to trek through mountains and rivers, climbing rocks and walls. He was so tired and sweaty for three consecutive days.He stopped on the protruding rock platform on the mountainside, gasping for breath, while looking up at the towering cliffs in front of him, he didn't know how many days it would take.
It's a pity that the old eagle is too weak, otherwise, with the giant eagle's ability to soar into the sky, there is no reason to be afraid of this small cliff.
Zhan Changsheng sat down cross-legged on the rock platform, wiped off the sweat on his face, took off the cowhide water bag on his waist and poured it vigorously, before he asked, "Zhan Long, what can you do to help me climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible?"
Zhanlong was silent for a while, before slowly answering: "It's just a matter of little effort."
Zhan Changsheng's eyes flashed, and the figure of the man appeared in front of his eyes.But it is no longer the black gown of the past, and the deep and heavy attire.
Zhanlong is wearing a snow-white deep dress, trimmed with green bamboo silk, and wrapped around his waist with a topaz belt. His usually loose black hair is carefully collected and fixed with an emerald crystal hairpin. Violent and bloody, there is no clue, but it shows the charm of exiled immortals who are dignified and cold, as cold as a snow mountain.
Zhan Changsheng was very surprised to see him dressed so neatly.Before he could speak, Zhanlong Ruyun stretched out his robe sleeves and hugged him in his arms.Immediately, the clouds and the fog were flying, and the wind pierced through the ears. The scenery in front of me was like a white horse passing through the gap, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Zhan Long said: "Here we are." When he put him down again, Zhan Changsheng came back to his senses.He is standing on the cliff on the top of the mountain, facing the top, looking at all the small mountains.The two stood side by side, their robes were blown away by the mountain wind.Looking far away, the city is like a plaything, the cattle and sheep are as small as gravel, the hills are verdant, the plains are yellowish yellow, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, picturesque and poetic, which makes people feel a sense of ambition to look down on the world.
Zhan Chang let out a long sigh, and felt a lot of love and nostalgia for this hometown.Then he came back to his senses and said angrily, "Since it's so easy to go over mountains and mountains, why didn't you say it earlier!"
What a waste of three days.
Zhan Long said: "You never asked me."
Zhan Changsheng was speechless, but he heard Zhan Long say: "I only know that you have other plans, so you endured all the way. Junior brother, if you don't find a quiet place to refine the main blade, your precious Golden Feather Eagle really wants it!" End with hatred."
Zhan Chang was so angry that he didn't say anything anymore, he just stood on the top of the mountain, looked down the mountain on the side of the beyond measure, and pointed to one of the valleys, "How about going there?"
The valley is located in the middle of the mountain, with beautiful mountains and green waters, and the gurgling green water is indeed peaceful and peaceful. In Zhan Changsheng's eyes, it is a good place for cultivation.
Zhan Longfu held him in his arms again, his figure flashed, the rabbit rose and fell in a few breaths, and he had reached the valley.
The green grass in the valley is soft and fragrant, and a clear and shallow stream winds through the foot of the mountain.Zhan Changsheng released the golden feather eagle from the White Jade Pagoda, but he was surprised to see the color of the White Jade Pagoda gradually dimming.
Zhan Long took the White Jade Pagoda from his hand, swept his consciousness, frowned and said, "The formation in the secret realm in the pagoda is damaged. It has been used too much these days, and some auras are running out. It will be closed on its own until it is repaired." Reopen."
Zhan Changsheng sighed secretly, and hurried into the tower, first took out the spiritual stone treasures stored in the tower, and put them all into the storage bag.He went into the study room again, moved all the books into the storage bag, walked around the small building, picked a few familiar spiritual herbs, and then exited the secret realm.
Seeing it, the White Jade Pagoda grew darker and darker, until finally it became silent and no different from anything else.
Zhan Changsheng took out the gold hairpin and handed it to Zhan Long, before he asked: "Senior brother, what should I do during refining?"
Holding the golden hairpin, Zhan Long said: "I will protect the dharma by the side, if the evil of the blood comes back, it will not be too late to help me."
He found a leeward place far away from the stream, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down.
Zhanlong spread his palms, and the peacock hairpin was infused with spiritual energy. It was like a living thing in an instant, with golden light shining, it rose to a foot in front of Zhanlong, sinking and floating.
Twelve golden tail feathers were shining brightly, and twelve blood rubies emitted twelve bright red rays of light from the golden light, and then a series of explosion sounds suddenly sounded.
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, blah, blah, blah, gems shattered, and blood-red mist filled Zhanlong's side in an instant.Zhan Changsheng was originally standing a foot away, but was pushed outward by the blood-red air wave, staggered two steps, and fell to the ground.
When I looked again, I saw that the more and more dense red mist had covered Zhanlong's figure. The red mist was different in thickness, dense and disorderly, deep and shallow, forming countless dragon-shaped lines circling around Zhanlong's body.A hot and fishy smell radiated like blood being roasted by a raging fire.
Zhan Changsheng secretly thought it was not good, lest the smell of blood would attract the herd of beasts.But the Golden Feather Eagle moved its two claws, staggered back and hid a few feet away, and said in awe: "What a powerful true blood dragon soul."
Zhan Changsheng asked: "True blood dragon soul? Where is this blood fog?"
The Golden Feather Eagle took a few steps back, spread its thin wings to stabilize its body, coughed hoarsely, and said: "The true blood dragon soul is both a monster and a holy thing. I heard that in ancient times, the magic dragon was king In the mainland, the human race was almost wiped out, and then they were beheaded together. When the dragon fell to death, the blood of the dragon had not been shed for 90 years, and it had poisoned three thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Everything it passed was scorched. This true blood dragon soul is exactly the soul of the dragon , if it can be used for one's own use, no matter whether it is a fairy, a demon, a god, or a god, everyone can cultivate and gain great benefits. It's just—"
Zhan Changsheng's heart is indeed so, no matter what year or month, gods and ghosts, just before the word, it is all nonsense if you talk about it.Then he asked: "Just how?"
Jin Yudiao said: "When the demon dragon was killed, his resentment surged to the sky, and it merged with the demon nature in his blood, turning into a blood curse. Even if ordinary monks wanted to benefit from the dragon's blood, they could not withstand the power of the curse. Run away violently, maddened to death."
The old eagle sighed, "Throughout the ages, no matter how many monks, no matter demons or ghosts, tried to refine the true blood dragon soul one after another, but they couldn't bear even a single bit of it. This... the immortal master has kept all these people in the soul, and has survived to this day The old man has lived for more than [-] years, and this is the first time I have seen it."
Zhan Changsheng saw the blood mist churning around Zhanlong's body, which had gradually condensed into a ball shape of more than two feet long, with the surface slowly undulating and changing.Can't help asking again: "Then... the true blood dragon soul, is there any other harm?"
Although the Golden Feather Eagle is in the shape of a bird, it also showed a horrified expression at this time, and tremblingly said: "The bloody evil eats away the skin, flesh and blood, and the pain pierces the heart. Ten thousand punishments are added to the body, nothing more than this."
Zhan Changsheng gasped suddenly, the curse of blood curse was so tormented, but Zhan Long never showed any hint of it, so tempting and forbearing, deep and restrained, blindly forbearing.He actually—has no idea.
Not only don't know, but also complain a lot.
The golden feathered eagle saw his brows gloomy, and could not help persuading him: "Benefactor, don't worry, since this immortal teacher can compete with the true blood dragon soul, he must have a great opportunity, and the future is limitless. The sky will fall When you are in a big position, you must first work your muscles and bones, why should your benefactor care about the pain for a while."
Zhan Changsheng groaned, only looked at the blood mist, and said after a while: "The person who can save your lover is in the blood mist, he is your benefactor, don't forget."
The silver-footed golden-feathered eagle gathered its wings, looked at it solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "The two benefactors are high-minded, and the old man has tied the grass to hold the ring, and he will repay it in the next life."
Zhan Changsheng said: "It's just a small effort, I want you to repay it. Don't talk about it."
He thought that there were still two days left, so he went a little farther, cut some branches, and built a simple wooden shed to keep out the wind and rain.
It should be frightened by the true blood dragon soul, Zhan Changsheng couldn't catch half of the prey within a radius of one mile, even the mosquitoes seemed to know how to seek good luck and avoid harm, and escaped cleanly.The stream is clear and shallow, and not even half a fish or shrimp can be seen.
Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to pick some wild fruits and vegetables, light a fire on the spot, take out the dried meat and grain cakes from the storage bag and eat them.He practiced the Seven Birds Jue for another hour, and then checked the books taken out of the White Jade Pagoda.
The original owner collected a dazzling array of books, including qi cultivation and health preservation, anecdotes and unofficial histories, geography and travel notes, recipes and piano scores, medical books, medicine scriptures, boxing techniques and sword scores, and so on.Zhan Changsheng endured his temper, took out a travel journal and checked it.Gradually, he had some clues about this continent of cultivating immortals.
After two days like this, the golden feather eagle has become more and more haggard, and its feathers have fallen off, but its eyes are still alive, staring at the blood mist ball.Zhan Changsheng took out the spirit stone to feed him, but he shook his head and refused to touch it again, only saying: "The old man is dying, and it is a waste to replenish the spirit stone, benefactor, keep it for your own use."
When it was approaching the sun, the blood mist burst open with a crackling sound, like red lotus petals blooming layer by layer, and in the gaps between the petals, the golden light shot straight into the sky.
The Golden Feather Eagle hastily stood up with difficulty, supported the ground with both wings and claws, and staggered forward, his eyes were anxious, almost as if he was burnt inside.
Zhan Changsheng also put down the scroll in his hand and stared ten feet away.
The golden red light shone through the night sky, and the valley was as bright as day. When the brightness reached its peak, the ground suddenly went dark, and a thick golden light in the shape of a bird shot up from the red lotus core, and a majestic cry shook thousands of mountains. Mutually.
The Golden Feather Eagle spread its wings, let out a stern cry, and suddenly spit out a lapis lazuli strip, hissing: "The old man has already collapsed the demon core, only relying on this thing to save his life, and he has survived until now. Now there is no need for it!"
He bowed three times to Zhan Long and Zhan Changsheng each, and suddenly he flew into the sky, and the huge wings rolled up a violent whirlwind, which was deafening.
Zhan Changsheng looked very far, and saw that first rushing into the starry sky, a much smaller golden feather eagle appeared in the bright golden light.The two gigantic eagles flew forward and backward, one up and one down, circling and flying in mid-air, sometimes approaching and sometimes moving away, with great joy.Just like a phoenix flying, its feathers flutter, reflecting the gloomy night sky with dazzling brilliance.
The light was only for a moment of firework, and it lost its beauty and brightness in an instant. The two golden feather eagles gradually moved away, turning into clouds and smoke in the night, and scattered without a trace.
There are only carved feathers all over the sky, one after another, glittering with golden light, falling like snow.
Zhan Changsheng still raised his head and looked into the distance, as if lost, standing among the withered golden down feathers all over the valley, but recalled the eternal swan song of Tang Dynasty poets.
On July [-]th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispers in the middle of the night.
Wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and even a branch in the ground.
Forever and forever, this hatred is endless.
It's just that the two demon birds who met by chance fell, but Zhan Changsheng felt the tip of his nose sour, and he was a little dazed.
The remaining feathers of the Golden Feather Eagle fell on the blood mist, and scattered golden flames rose up.The red lotus gradually gathered its petals, and was about to devour Zhanlong who was sitting in it like a statue.
Zhan Long originally lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, dignified like a statue, but now he opened his eyes suddenly and called out in a deep voice: "Junior brother, come here."
Therefore, there is no road in the cliff, and if you climb over here, it is safest to sneak into the realm of Huawai.
Zhan Changsheng had to trek through mountains and rivers, climbing rocks and walls. He was so tired and sweaty for three consecutive days.He stopped on the protruding rock platform on the mountainside, gasping for breath, while looking up at the towering cliffs in front of him, he didn't know how many days it would take.
It's a pity that the old eagle is too weak, otherwise, with the giant eagle's ability to soar into the sky, there is no reason to be afraid of this small cliff.
Zhan Changsheng sat down cross-legged on the rock platform, wiped off the sweat on his face, took off the cowhide water bag on his waist and poured it vigorously, before he asked, "Zhan Long, what can you do to help me climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible?"
Zhanlong was silent for a while, before slowly answering: "It's just a matter of little effort."
Zhan Changsheng's eyes flashed, and the figure of the man appeared in front of his eyes.But it is no longer the black gown of the past, and the deep and heavy attire.
Zhanlong is wearing a snow-white deep dress, trimmed with green bamboo silk, and wrapped around his waist with a topaz belt. His usually loose black hair is carefully collected and fixed with an emerald crystal hairpin. Violent and bloody, there is no clue, but it shows the charm of exiled immortals who are dignified and cold, as cold as a snow mountain.
Zhan Changsheng was very surprised to see him dressed so neatly.Before he could speak, Zhanlong Ruyun stretched out his robe sleeves and hugged him in his arms.Immediately, the clouds and the fog were flying, and the wind pierced through the ears. The scenery in front of me was like a white horse passing through the gap, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Zhan Long said: "Here we are." When he put him down again, Zhan Changsheng came back to his senses.He is standing on the cliff on the top of the mountain, facing the top, looking at all the small mountains.The two stood side by side, their robes were blown away by the mountain wind.Looking far away, the city is like a plaything, the cattle and sheep are as small as gravel, the hills are verdant, the plains are yellowish yellow, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, picturesque and poetic, which makes people feel a sense of ambition to look down on the world.
Zhan Chang let out a long sigh, and felt a lot of love and nostalgia for this hometown.Then he came back to his senses and said angrily, "Since it's so easy to go over mountains and mountains, why didn't you say it earlier!"
What a waste of three days.
Zhan Long said: "You never asked me."
Zhan Changsheng was speechless, but he heard Zhan Long say: "I only know that you have other plans, so you endured all the way. Junior brother, if you don't find a quiet place to refine the main blade, your precious Golden Feather Eagle really wants it!" End with hatred."
Zhan Chang was so angry that he didn't say anything anymore, he just stood on the top of the mountain, looked down the mountain on the side of the beyond measure, and pointed to one of the valleys, "How about going there?"
The valley is located in the middle of the mountain, with beautiful mountains and green waters, and the gurgling green water is indeed peaceful and peaceful. In Zhan Changsheng's eyes, it is a good place for cultivation.
Zhan Longfu held him in his arms again, his figure flashed, the rabbit rose and fell in a few breaths, and he had reached the valley.
The green grass in the valley is soft and fragrant, and a clear and shallow stream winds through the foot of the mountain.Zhan Changsheng released the golden feather eagle from the White Jade Pagoda, but he was surprised to see the color of the White Jade Pagoda gradually dimming.
Zhan Long took the White Jade Pagoda from his hand, swept his consciousness, frowned and said, "The formation in the secret realm in the pagoda is damaged. It has been used too much these days, and some auras are running out. It will be closed on its own until it is repaired." Reopen."
Zhan Changsheng sighed secretly, and hurried into the tower, first took out the spiritual stone treasures stored in the tower, and put them all into the storage bag.He went into the study room again, moved all the books into the storage bag, walked around the small building, picked a few familiar spiritual herbs, and then exited the secret realm.
Seeing it, the White Jade Pagoda grew darker and darker, until finally it became silent and no different from anything else.
Zhan Changsheng took out the gold hairpin and handed it to Zhan Long, before he asked: "Senior brother, what should I do during refining?"
Holding the golden hairpin, Zhan Long said: "I will protect the dharma by the side, if the evil of the blood comes back, it will not be too late to help me."
He found a leeward place far away from the stream, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down.
Zhanlong spread his palms, and the peacock hairpin was infused with spiritual energy. It was like a living thing in an instant, with golden light shining, it rose to a foot in front of Zhanlong, sinking and floating.
Twelve golden tail feathers were shining brightly, and twelve blood rubies emitted twelve bright red rays of light from the golden light, and then a series of explosion sounds suddenly sounded.
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, blah, blah, blah, gems shattered, and blood-red mist filled Zhanlong's side in an instant.Zhan Changsheng was originally standing a foot away, but was pushed outward by the blood-red air wave, staggered two steps, and fell to the ground.
When I looked again, I saw that the more and more dense red mist had covered Zhanlong's figure. The red mist was different in thickness, dense and disorderly, deep and shallow, forming countless dragon-shaped lines circling around Zhanlong's body.A hot and fishy smell radiated like blood being roasted by a raging fire.
Zhan Changsheng secretly thought it was not good, lest the smell of blood would attract the herd of beasts.But the Golden Feather Eagle moved its two claws, staggered back and hid a few feet away, and said in awe: "What a powerful true blood dragon soul."
Zhan Changsheng asked: "True blood dragon soul? Where is this blood fog?"
The Golden Feather Eagle took a few steps back, spread its thin wings to stabilize its body, coughed hoarsely, and said: "The true blood dragon soul is both a monster and a holy thing. I heard that in ancient times, the magic dragon was king In the mainland, the human race was almost wiped out, and then they were beheaded together. When the dragon fell to death, the blood of the dragon had not been shed for 90 years, and it had poisoned three thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Everything it passed was scorched. This true blood dragon soul is exactly the soul of the dragon , if it can be used for one's own use, no matter whether it is a fairy, a demon, a god, or a god, everyone can cultivate and gain great benefits. It's just—"
Zhan Changsheng's heart is indeed so, no matter what year or month, gods and ghosts, just before the word, it is all nonsense if you talk about it.Then he asked: "Just how?"
Jin Yudiao said: "When the demon dragon was killed, his resentment surged to the sky, and it merged with the demon nature in his blood, turning into a blood curse. Even if ordinary monks wanted to benefit from the dragon's blood, they could not withstand the power of the curse. Run away violently, maddened to death."
The old eagle sighed, "Throughout the ages, no matter how many monks, no matter demons or ghosts, tried to refine the true blood dragon soul one after another, but they couldn't bear even a single bit of it. This... the immortal master has kept all these people in the soul, and has survived to this day The old man has lived for more than [-] years, and this is the first time I have seen it."
Zhan Changsheng saw the blood mist churning around Zhanlong's body, which had gradually condensed into a ball shape of more than two feet long, with the surface slowly undulating and changing.Can't help asking again: "Then... the true blood dragon soul, is there any other harm?"
Although the Golden Feather Eagle is in the shape of a bird, it also showed a horrified expression at this time, and tremblingly said: "The bloody evil eats away the skin, flesh and blood, and the pain pierces the heart. Ten thousand punishments are added to the body, nothing more than this."
Zhan Changsheng gasped suddenly, the curse of blood curse was so tormented, but Zhan Long never showed any hint of it, so tempting and forbearing, deep and restrained, blindly forbearing.He actually—has no idea.
Not only don't know, but also complain a lot.
The golden feathered eagle saw his brows gloomy, and could not help persuading him: "Benefactor, don't worry, since this immortal teacher can compete with the true blood dragon soul, he must have a great opportunity, and the future is limitless. The sky will fall When you are in a big position, you must first work your muscles and bones, why should your benefactor care about the pain for a while."
Zhan Changsheng groaned, only looked at the blood mist, and said after a while: "The person who can save your lover is in the blood mist, he is your benefactor, don't forget."
The silver-footed golden-feathered eagle gathered its wings, looked at it solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "The two benefactors are high-minded, and the old man has tied the grass to hold the ring, and he will repay it in the next life."
Zhan Changsheng said: "It's just a small effort, I want you to repay it. Don't talk about it."
He thought that there were still two days left, so he went a little farther, cut some branches, and built a simple wooden shed to keep out the wind and rain.
It should be frightened by the true blood dragon soul, Zhan Changsheng couldn't catch half of the prey within a radius of one mile, even the mosquitoes seemed to know how to seek good luck and avoid harm, and escaped cleanly.The stream is clear and shallow, and not even half a fish or shrimp can be seen.
Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to pick some wild fruits and vegetables, light a fire on the spot, take out the dried meat and grain cakes from the storage bag and eat them.He practiced the Seven Birds Jue for another hour, and then checked the books taken out of the White Jade Pagoda.
The original owner collected a dazzling array of books, including qi cultivation and health preservation, anecdotes and unofficial histories, geography and travel notes, recipes and piano scores, medical books, medicine scriptures, boxing techniques and sword scores, and so on.Zhan Changsheng endured his temper, took out a travel journal and checked it.Gradually, he had some clues about this continent of cultivating immortals.
After two days like this, the golden feather eagle has become more and more haggard, and its feathers have fallen off, but its eyes are still alive, staring at the blood mist ball.Zhan Changsheng took out the spirit stone to feed him, but he shook his head and refused to touch it again, only saying: "The old man is dying, and it is a waste to replenish the spirit stone, benefactor, keep it for your own use."
When it was approaching the sun, the blood mist burst open with a crackling sound, like red lotus petals blooming layer by layer, and in the gaps between the petals, the golden light shot straight into the sky.
The Golden Feather Eagle hastily stood up with difficulty, supported the ground with both wings and claws, and staggered forward, his eyes were anxious, almost as if he was burnt inside.
Zhan Changsheng also put down the scroll in his hand and stared ten feet away.
The golden red light shone through the night sky, and the valley was as bright as day. When the brightness reached its peak, the ground suddenly went dark, and a thick golden light in the shape of a bird shot up from the red lotus core, and a majestic cry shook thousands of mountains. Mutually.
The Golden Feather Eagle spread its wings, let out a stern cry, and suddenly spit out a lapis lazuli strip, hissing: "The old man has already collapsed the demon core, only relying on this thing to save his life, and he has survived until now. Now there is no need for it!"
He bowed three times to Zhan Long and Zhan Changsheng each, and suddenly he flew into the sky, and the huge wings rolled up a violent whirlwind, which was deafening.
Zhan Changsheng looked very far, and saw that first rushing into the starry sky, a much smaller golden feather eagle appeared in the bright golden light.The two gigantic eagles flew forward and backward, one up and one down, circling and flying in mid-air, sometimes approaching and sometimes moving away, with great joy.Just like a phoenix flying, its feathers flutter, reflecting the gloomy night sky with dazzling brilliance.
The light was only for a moment of firework, and it lost its beauty and brightness in an instant. The two golden feather eagles gradually moved away, turning into clouds and smoke in the night, and scattered without a trace.
There are only carved feathers all over the sky, one after another, glittering with golden light, falling like snow.
Zhan Changsheng still raised his head and looked into the distance, as if lost, standing among the withered golden down feathers all over the valley, but recalled the eternal swan song of Tang Dynasty poets.
On July [-]th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispers in the middle of the night.
Wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and even a branch in the ground.
Forever and forever, this hatred is endless.
It's just that the two demon birds who met by chance fell, but Zhan Changsheng felt the tip of his nose sour, and he was a little dazed.
The remaining feathers of the Golden Feather Eagle fell on the blood mist, and scattered golden flames rose up.The red lotus gradually gathered its petals, and was about to devour Zhanlong who was sitting in it like a statue.
Zhan Long originally lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, dignified like a statue, but now he opened his eyes suddenly and called out in a deep voice: "Junior brother, come here."
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