Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

In the middle of the gossip in Qingyuan Villa, there is a magnificent palace.The high white jade walls, glazed tiles, carved beams and painted buildings are extremely extravagant. If you overlook it from above, it looks like a splendid and gorgeous five-color brocade laying on the ground, especially against the backdrop of the surrounding green grass and gray courtyard walls.

Qingyuanzi, who created Qingyuan Fairyland in the past, and now Qingyuan Shangxian are pragmatic in nature, so all the buildings are in the same pattern and color, only looking for neat appearance and practical interior, never considering the ingenuity.

The rumored owner of Zhaokong, who is a descendant, has completely opposite temperament.Therefore, the villa owner's residence was rebuilt and decorated into the exaggerated and extravagant exquisite appearance it is today.

At this time, Zhaokong was reclining lazily on the concubine's couch covered with fox fur in the side hall. The beauty in his arms was lightly draped in a blouse, her face was flushed, her eyes were full of spring, and her lips were moist. Powerless appearance.At this time, she was snuggling in her arms, playing with the owner's hair hanging on his chest like a baby.

Both sides of the imperial concubine's couch were filled with spiritual wine and delicacies, and four servants in red clothes were kneeling on each side. All of them were obviously handsome and outstanding, and they were put in the world.

At this time, everyone was obsequious, held their breath and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Zhaokong.Some of them hang their heads too low, and their neck hair hangs loose, revealing a round bluish-black brand mark on the Dazhui acupoint on the back of the neck.

After enjoying the beauty in his arms, Zhao Kong was just satiated, and his mood improved a little, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at the reddish-brown monster suspended from the beam of the side hall by a golden-red steel cable.The size is the same as that of the two people, and the shape is roughly like an octopus. One end is flat and round, and the other end is forked into eight tentacles, each of which is different in thickness. At this time, the thickest one has been torn from the middle, and it hangs down like a rag.Because it has been away from the water for a long time, and it was baked by the stove below, the crimson skin was baked dry and wrinkled, and cracked like a spider web, exposing the deep red and dried flesh and blood.

The tentacle moved, and made a hoarse panting sound, vaguely begging for mercy, seeing it, Zhao Kong couldn't help laughing and said: "I heard that you have the blood of the giant sea monster, now it seems that it is really amazing."

The fire in the cauldron that Zhaokong placed in the hall is not trivial, it is the essence of the five elements.The flames are white in color, reflecting ghosts around them.The temperature was also extremely high, if it wasn't for the formation barrier around Baoding, the whole hall might not be able to withstand the high temperature of the flames.If a monk below the golden core is thrown into the fire, he will be burnt into coke in an instant, his body will die, his dao will disappear, and his soul will be wiped out.

The monster was suspended in the formation above the flames, roasted for six days and seven nights, but now it still survives, so it is quite sincere to praise it according to the air strike festival.

He lightly stroked the waist of the beauty in his arms, and said softly: "My dear, I just made you feel tired, can my brother give you this grilled fish as a drink?"

The beauty was still Cheng Huanjiao and powerless just now, but now she was so frightened that she was powerless, he had no choice but to hide his panic, and dawdled in Zhaokong's arms to please, "Le An thanked brother, but the fish has been roasted for too long, I'm afraid the meat will be old , can’t chew.”

Zhaokong laughed loudly, and patted Le'an's buttocks a few times approvingly. He smiled freely, but his eyes were extremely cold, and he said: "It makes sense, this giant monster can't even beat a little monk who has just congealed his pulse." If you can’t catch it, if even the meat is old, it’s really a waste that has been raised for a long time. Watch the fire carefully, don’t let it get old.”

The attendants on the left and right responded dumbly, but a steward in brown clothes who was accompanying the attendant in the corner stepped forward two steps and whispered, "Master, do you want to cut a piece and taste the heat first?"

The manager's face was like a full moon, white and fat, but his triangular eyes were full of cunning, and he looked around from time to time. He was looking at Le'an viciously at this moment, but he smiled kindly like a Maitreya Buddha.

Zhao Kong also smiled and said: "It's so good, go quickly, cut off a piece for my heart and liver to taste."

Le'an's face was shaken, which completely fell into the eyes of the fat and fat steward, and the steward was only satisfied, and retreated.

Then a servant in red clothes stood up, he was supposed to walk around in a graceful manner, but he was extremely stiff.He acted as dull as a mortal who has not yet entered the Tao, took the silver plate from the table, and took the silver knife, stood outside the magic circle, struggling to direct the silver knife to cut the meat, and the silver plate to catch the meat.

When the attendant was busy, the fat steward listened slightly to the young servant's whisper, frowned slightly, but had no choice but to cautiously step forward and bow down to report: "Master, Xu Wenli still refuses."

Zhaokong's eyes turned cold again, and even his smile faded a little, he said: "I don't know how to compliment, that's all, feed him the shadow beetle."

He narrowed his eyes and counted, and said again: "Today's time has passed, we will feed tomorrow at noon."

Only after the manager answered, another guard in armor rushed into the hall with heavy steps, knelt down beside the furnace circle, and said in a solemn voice: "Villa Master, there is a change in the crystal wall in the northeast corner."

With a crackling sound, Zhaokong broke the armrest of the imperial concubine's couch made of iron and wood, but his face was still smiling and his eyes were like water. language, lest something bad happen.

Zhao Kong smiled leisurely, with a gentle and elongated tone, he chanted three times, "A bunch of trash."

No one dared to move, and Le An was even more silent in his arms, wishing he could turn into a wood carving.

Only the attendant who had cut the flesh tremblingly came forward holding the silver plate, but he just knelt down and held the silver plate high above his head.The meat was roasted to about four or five medium, with a layer of light brown on the outside, but still tender and juicy on the inside, it was carefully cut into two-inch cubes by the attendants, and a silver knife and ivory chopsticks were attached for easy use.

When Le An saw the red-brown meat on the plate, he couldn't restrain himself, and his body gradually trembled.

Zhaokong looked down at him, his tone softened, he personally pierced a piece of barbecued meat with a silver knife, brought it to Le'an's mouth, and said dotingly: "My dear, you should taste it first."

Le'an's face was bloodless, his body was shaking like chaff, seeing the piece of flesh getting closer and closer to his lips, he finally gritted his teeth, pushed Zhaokong's wrist away, broke free from his arms, and hurriedly knelt on the ground , touched the floor tiles with his forehead, knocked loudly, and said sadly: "I beg the owner to spare my brother!"

Zhaokong was pushed by him, and let go, the silver knife and the piece of meat fell on the half of the fox fur on the ground, staining the scarlet and flawless fur with a little oil.

The owner still smiled softly, looking down at the beauty kneeling at his feet.

Le'an and the octopus demon Liuchen are not biological brothers, but sea monsters who have become sworn brothers. The two monsters were lonely and helpless in the East China Sea in the past, and they stumbled into Qingyuan Wonderland by mistake. Follow Zhao Kong wholeheartedly.

Liuchen looks ordinary, but his cultivation is advanced, and he becomes Zhaokong's capable subordinate.Le An was originally a silver-threaded shark with low cultivation, but she was extremely beautiful, so she was adopted by Zhao Kong for his own use.

Unexpectedly, a small mistake by Liuchen will lead to a catastrophe.

Le An still knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged: "The owner, the owner, Liu Chen has always been loyal, please give him a chance to redeem his sins..."

Zhaokong only lifted his foot slightly, and kicked Le'an's slender body into the air, and flew straight towards the furnace of the Five Elements Essence.

Le An screamed in shock and struggled hard, but there was no way to dodge, and he was about to be swallowed by the flames.It was too late to say it, but it was too soon, when I suddenly heard the roar of the giant reddish-brown monster, tearing half of its body from the prison of the steel cable, a mass of bloody flesh no longer visible, only hanging down to block the music. In front of him, knock him away from the stove.

Pale flames rushed up immediately, burning the remnant of Liuchen clean.

Le An escaped with his life, and immediately got up from a corner of the hall, staring wide-eyed at the crackling flames, devouring the flesh and blood, and a faint stench filled the hall.He clenched his fists and screamed, "Brother Liuchen!"

The shout echoed in the hall, it was miserable and tragic, even though the steward had always been annoyed that this brother was fighting for merit with him, at this time there was also a chill of sorrow for the death of a rabbit.

Poor Le'an I was cowardly and failed in cultivation. So far, he is only at the second level of cultivation, which is equivalent to a mortal's first foundation building. If he hadn't obtained the Immortal Medicine from the Zhuang Zhuang, he would not be able to transform into form by himself.

Even though he was full of hatred at this time, he was too afraid of Zhaokong's bloody and cruel methods, so he had to lower his head, bite his scorched black right hand, and suppressed sobbing and anger, leaving only the sound of breathing.

Zhaokong watched a good show, and his mood improved again. Shi Shiran got up from the imperial concubine's couch, and the hem of the evening glow purple dress dragged across the floor.

He only grabbed Le'an's hair, forced the beauty to look up, swept it casually, shook his head and sighed: "It's a beautiful face, ruined like this, it's really burning the piano and boiling the crane, reckless, what a pity, what a pity." Zhaokong showed his heartbroken. Looking around, he still ordered the left and right: "Send Mr. Le back to rest, and then ask the doctor to take a look at his injury."

Le An was scorched by the flames, his right face and shoulder were scorched black, and the blood all over his body was left by the dust.As if his soul had been sucked out, he didn't dodge or dodge, let the two red-clothed attendants help him up, he just turned his head and said stupidly: "Brother, I'm leaving."

Pale flames were blazing, and Zhaokong turned a deaf ear to it, and only raised his hand slightly, and the golden and red steel cables on the temple beam loosened a piece of shredded meat.The minced meat fell into the fire and turned into coke in the blink of an eye.

After this fright, no one dared to speak again, only the guard who reported the report knelt and waited for a long time before he said bravely: "Master, the northeast corner..."

Zhao Kong had already stepped closer, and Yu Zun knelt down in front of the guard, and asked with a smile, "What's in the northeast corner?"

The guard immediately replied: "To the owner of the villa, in the northeast corner, the heinous demon god is imprisoned in the mountain of thousands of corpses!"

The softer Zhaokong's smile became, the colder his eyes became. He raised his palm and patted the guard's cheek lightly, "Since you know, why are you kneeling still?"

The guard's face remained motionless, but cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, he knelt more straightly, and lowered his head, he said, "I'm reporting to the owner, Master Yanling has sent someone to investigate such a big matter, so I ordered the younger one to come and report it to the heavens." .”

Zhaokong let him go, and stood up slowly and gracefully, "Fortunately, there is another Yanling that is useful, that's all, I ordered the troops to set off immediately. That treasure actually broke into the forbidden area, so I had no choice but to take him down personally. Tell Xu Wenli that it may not be useful."

When Qingyuan Mountain Villa was in turmoil, Zhan Changsheng was standing outside the lotus, sweating profusely as he wanted to take out a lotus seed in the middle of the lotus cup.

The blue ecliptic lotus is called Wushou Mulian. It was originally born in the fairyland, and somehow fell into this fairyland. It is a wood and good at cleaning dirt. It has just opened up a separate Wushou space in this sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The Afterlife Blade, one of the three secondary blades of the Dragon Slaying Spear, was imprisoned in the lotus pod by the wood lotus.The Blade of the Afterlife has the power to slash reincarnation and sever hope, but it is unable to act freely because it is out of the gun body, and is suppressed by this inherently holy thing, and it has been unable to break free for 500 years.

Mulian has always produced only nine seeds, and each of them is as moving as jasper beads.However, at this time, there is a golden lotus seed in the center of Mulian, which is the body of the blade of the afterlife. Mulian has an advantage in imprisoning it in it, that is, she insists on purifying it year after month, and forcibly kills the demon. Most of the true blood dragon soul left by the dragon was removed.Give it to Zhanlong, and it will be even more powerful.

Knowing the cause and effect, Zhan Changsheng showed a somewhat strange expression.

This situation finally reminded him of the legendary story in his previous life. The Monkey King who was born rebellious and hit the heaven was also suppressed by the Five Fingers Mountain for 500 years. In the end, he relied on the Holy Monk Xuanzang to rescue him. .

While thinking wildly like this, the few wisps of spiritual energy at the fingertips became disordered and broke in the lotus pod.

The senior brother with the size of a thumb stood on his shoulder and snorted coldly: "You pulse consolidating cultivator, if you can't do it well, don't force it."

Zhan Changsheng said angrily: "If you can't do it, don't bother me!"

The villain stopped talking, looked at him quietly with silvery white pupils, then sat cross-legged on his shoulders, and suddenly said: "How can I fall in love with you kid."

Zhan Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and could only say: "Time, fate, and luck."

The blade of the afterlife is a part of Dragon Slaying Spear, so this villain is naturally also a part of brother Zhan Long, roughly a piece of Zhan Long's primordial spirit.

As soon as he opened his eyes just now, he leapt up, and forcibly broke free from the confinement of the lotus pod, also relying on the power of the ebony hairpin made from the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Spear on his head.

Also because of this hairpin, this villain - the blade of the afterlife confirmed that the current approved user of the Dragon Slaying Spear is "a mere meridian with extremely poor aptitude".

That's why he was picky and resentful just now, which made Zhan Changsheng annoyed and funny, so he was dissatisfied with himself, and when he merged in the future, he didn't know that Zhan Long could stand the nagging.

He concentrated and calmed down again, formed more than ten slender spiritual filaments, gently drilled and squeezed in from the gap between the golden lotus seed and the lotus pod, interweaved into a net, and pulled out the lotus seed little by little.

Speaking of which, Zhan Changsheng came very coincidentally. Then Mulian first purified the true blood dragon soul, and after the blood evil was wiped out, the next step was to devour the Zhanlong primordial spirit. The lotus has just matured.

Now there is not much left of the true blood dragon soul, if no one rescues it within a few months, this Eternal Blade will be completely destroyed.

Zhan Changsheng felt lingering fear when he thought about it, and asked again: "If the other side blades are in danger like you, what should we do?"

The villain said: "I am the blade of the eternal world. As long as I leave this secret place, I can find out the whereabouts of the other secondary blades and fragments. You are so dual-purpose and wordy, when will it be better? After a while Then the patrol will come."

Although Zhan Changsheng knew about it, there was nothing he could do about it. The lotus seed was dragged down by a strong suction force, and the spiritual net woven by his pulse condensing power was really hard to resist.

The spiritual power was broken again, he frowned and said, "Why can't we uproot it?"

The villain said with a cold face: "This Mulian has suppressed a vicious demon god. With our current strength, we are absolutely no match."

But Zhan Changsheng continued to ask: "Can this Mulian...and the lotus seeds of your Eternal Blade be stored in the Qiankun Ring?"

The villain frowned: "Do you really want to provoke the Demon God?"

Zhan Changsheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, I have my own plan."

Only then did the villain reluctantly say: "Yes."

Zhan Changsheng called out the wooden slips, stood on them, took out the invisibility belt that Xu Wenli had lent him, tied it on, and then held the formation plate, and laid a second-order earth thorn formation around Mulian.

When the spirit stone was activated, a slender and towering mud pillar suddenly rose from the position of the wood lotus, dragging the green lotus away from its place.

Zhan Changsheng used the wind blade again, cut off the mud pillar at the root of the magnolia tree, leaving only a section of soil outside the root system, immediately put it into the big jade box containing the elixir, and threw it into the Qiankun ring.

At the same time, Zi Shi injected spiritual power into the invisibility belt, and the person and the wooden slip disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The half of the soil was not suppressed by the magnolia, and it violently sprayed into the sky like a fountain. Suddenly, the mountains trembled, black clouds rolled in, and the originally clean space was immediately filled with rancidity and poisonous mist.

The soil was churning like a pot, and one rotten arm after another was drilled out from the ground, and they were slowly climbing out.

Zhan Changsheng had already driven the wooden slips away from the original place, and only turned his head to sweep, but saw countless rotting corpses pouring out to the ground. Although it looked shocking, it was far from a strong enemy.

The villain also frowned slightly, and said in thought: "The patrolling guards clearly said that an extremely vicious demon god was suppressed here, why did he disappear? Could it be that the suppression has been going on for a long time, and he was eaten by rotting corpses underground?"

Zhan Changsheng suddenly realized something, but he didn't dare to agree with his famous words, so he could only agree with him, but sighed in his heart: I'm afraid you are the demon god that the group of guards are talking about.