Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Zhan Changsheng was in a trance, and fell into the fire again.

The red lotus karma fire is blazing, surrounded from all directions, blazing hot, almost engulfing him.

There is only a circle of pure white flames around his body, like a protective net, protecting him in the center, the two colors of flames collide and fight each other, sparks crackle and splash, bright and dazzling, endless.

Zhan Changsheng could only feel the warm current flowing in his body, and he had a strong vitality trying to get out of his body.He instinctively squatted down, opened his palms, a stream of clear spring gushed out from his meridian, dripped down his fingertips, and landed on the white flame.

In an instant, as if Bai Yan had been assisted by divine power, there was a loud noise, rising three feet, forcing Hong Lian's Karma Fire back.

Zhan Changsheng can now see clearly that the fist-sized Bai Yan at first has mushroomed like mushrooms after a spring rain, occupying the space of one person, and is able to compete with the same fire.

It was a long time ago, but he missed it very much. It was clearly the scene of the natal soul fire that he saw when he helped Zhanlong suppress the blood evil in the past, when he had reached the extreme of dual cultivation and merged with Zhanlong's energy and soul.

At this thought, Zhan Changsheng's eyes widened in surprise, his vision shook sharply, after a few tilts, it became blurry and clear, and Zhan Changsheng's stern face was reflected in Zhan Changsheng's eyes.

Being so close, the breath was blowing hotly, falling on Zhan Changsheng's face, inexplicably teasing.

Zhan Changsheng was hit hard by him, gasped in pain, and wanted to raise his hand to push him, "Master, brother..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he struggled, he realized that his hands were separately tied to the two ends of the soft handrail above his head, and he couldn't move.The location of the two of them is in the stone house.

Zhan Changsheng became more and more at a loss, regardless of Zhan Long's violent intrusion, he kept struggling.Zhan Long held his ankle, stroked him gently, and said in a deep voice, "Your hand is wounded, so it's safe to fix it."

Zhan Changsheng turned his head slightly and looked up, his right palm was properly wrapped in white cotton cloth, and it was still painful at this moment, and he just remembered the past.

His risky move to draw the gun turned out to be a success, which made people overjoyed. Now that he has returned to the stone house, it is natural that Zhanlong escaped properly.

However, this situation and this situation did not make life feel the joy of reuniting after a long absence. When he grabbed his left wrist, he did not break free. He couldn't help but angrily said: "My left hand has never been injured, why do I have to tie it?"

Zhanlong stopped for a moment, his dark eyes were shining brightly, he just stared at him, and Shaoqing replied: "...It's easy for a while."

Zhan Changsheng couldn't laugh or cry, but gasped in pain, Zhan Long stopped again, leaned over and stroked his messy black hair, "Where does it hurt?"

Zhan Changsheng couldn't say anything, so he could only tilt his head and said, "Maybe it's okay... hurry up... I have something serious to tell you."

Zhan Long was dissatisfied, he hugged him into his arms, his movements became more powerful and heavy, and he said in a low voice: "This is also a business."

Zhan Changsheng is currently at the third level of Meridian Condensation, and he is also a top-notch figure in the Three Kingdoms of the mainland, with strong spiritual power.At this time, the double cultivation is naturally different from the past. When unconscious, the spiritual power also spontaneously circulates around the sky, and the dragon responds to it. The resentment in the blood dragon soul was gradually drawn into the vortex of the divine spring to grind and dissolve.

Zhan Changsheng was worried for several days, sneaked into Tianmian City, and then exhausted his spiritual power to dismantle the cocoon of the snow mountain. Although Zhanlong protected the snow mountain when it exploded, he still suffered a little impact.After a series of toil and twists and turns, but now he is still uneasy, and the joy of reuniting with his senior brother has been wiped out. I only hope that he will hurry up.

So I don't know the time, the sun rises and the moon sets, and day and night alternate. When Zhan Changsheng woke up again, he saw heavy snow falling outside the door again, and it was already winter.

Zhan Long held him in his arms, swept his pulse with two fingers, and said: "The fourth layer of pulse coagulation, if you persist in practicing for one more time, you may break through the fifth layer."

Zhan Changsheng's face froze, but he still leaned his head sideways on Zhan Long's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "...I still stay at the first turn for the nine-turn immortal technique."

It is gratifying to advance all the way, but if the mind of cultivation cannot keep up, it is like a weak boat on the vast sea, and it will not last long.

Zhan Long spread out his palm. In the past, the cold and blaze attacked at the same time, almost crippling his entire hand. Fortunately, Zhan Long rescued him in time. Now, on Zhan Changsheng's white jade-like palm, there are only a few pale red scars. Days will heal.

Immortal cultivators absorb the vitality of the world, forge their bodies and souls, and each of them has a strong and tough physical body. Even ordinary injuries, even broken limbs and legs, can be cured with just one pill.Zhan Changsheng was stabbed by the dragon-slaying spear, but it took a long time to see improvement, which shows the domineering and ruthless nature of this magic spear.

Zhan Long intertwined his fingers with him, a little hostility rose between his brows, and he said in a deep voice: "If I hadn't hurt you, why did I delay so far?"

Zhan Changsheng held his palm back, feeling warm and peaceful, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother never hurt me."

He wanted to say a few more words, but when he heard the commotion outside the door, he hurriedly broke free from Zhanlong's embrace, and opened the door of the stone house.

A pale golden light came towards his face, and was split by Zhan Long's palm, and Mao Mao screamed mournfully.Xia Tongsheng and Tuanyuanyuan seemed to have received a cue, and they burst into tears together, each deeply wronged.

Zhan Changsheng saw the group of cubs making a lot of noise, he was at a loss and looked at Wu Yun for a while, the dark clouds rubbed each other and blocked the door in a mess, making his head as big as a bucket.

Zhan Long was also dissatisfied, and said coldly: "You and I are dual cultivators, and you still have so many outsiders watching? Naturally drive them out."

Zhan Changsheng knew the cause and effect, not only silent.

Zhanlong was trapped for several months, broke free from the cocoon of ice and snow, and defeated Liushuang. It was already at the end of his battle, and his karma was boiling, almost engulfing his soul.It was not easy to rush back to the stone house, so we only had time to drive everyone out of the house.

The little ones were wronged, Zhan Long was dissatisfied, but Zhan Changsheng couldn't blame any of them, so he could only appease them one by one, and fed them a panacea, before turning to look at the stone house with only two rooms, "Brother, I want to expand the stone house."

The main spear of the dragon-slaying gun was fused with the blade of the afterlife, and Zhan Long knew clearly about the Qingyuan Wonderland. He also nodded at this time, "Those quails may be of use to me."

Zhan Changsheng saw that he was also imitating the old and the young, calling the monks quail over and over again, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while, so he said: "I beheaded the outer disciples of the Longmen, don't... such... jokes."

Zhan Long didn't take it seriously, but still responded coldly: "Understood."

Zhan Changsheng put Wu Yun and the cubs inside the door, and the stone house was burnt to a mess, and all the mortal things were burned, only the outer skin of the imperial concubine's couch was burned, revealing the black skeleton like cast iron inside.

This is actually a imperial concubine's couch made of cold iron for thousands of years, without the outer layer of camouflage, it is suddenly heavy and icy cold.Zhan Changsheng looked at Zhan Long, but Zhan Long said: "Cold iron is not suitable for me to refine, just keep it."

Zhan Changsheng then set up several nine cool and nine warm arrays in this bed, and it was a warm and pleasant place to live.Xia Tongsheng threw himself on the imperial concubine's couch, rolled into a ball with the two cubs, and forgot the grievance of being abandoned outside the house for several months in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the cubs were having fun, Zhan Changsheng brushed off the debris and re-laid animal skins and Rongyang grass.Just now, following Zhanlong's footsteps, he left the stone house.

Outside the barrier away from the stone house, the snow is as thick as knees, and the mountains and plains are covered with white snow.

Everything is silent, only the occasional sound of dead branches breaking, echoing more and more empty mountains and valleys, open-minded and quiet.

The sky was dark, but the snow reflected a little bit of fluorescence, reflecting the only tall and straight black figure in the pure daytime like a towering lone peak.

Zhan Changsheng walked slowly towards that person, raised his eyebrows, and finally smiled as warmly as a spring sun, and said: "Brother, you are back."

The man turned to meet him, stretched out his arms, and took the young man into his arms. His voice was as cold as before, but Zhan Changsheng could clearly hear a little tenderness, "Changsheng, you have grown taller."

Now that the top of Zhan Changsheng's head is close to Zhan Long's ear, and he can touch his brother's chin with a slight tilt of his head, he has a bit of high-spirited energy, hugs Zhan Long tightly around his waist, and will be separated from him. Come on in detail.

Although the blade of the afterlife recorded most of the experience in Qingyuan fairyland, Zhanlong still listened to him repeat it in detail.

Then he said: "It turned out that the flower demon kidnapped me with a broken blade."

Zhan Changsheng was taken aback, "The flower demon once said that he was stabbed by you, does the brother remember him?"

Zhan Long sneered, "I don't know how many people were injured by the Dragon Slaying Spear, so why remember them all?"

Hearing that his words were reasonable, Zhan Changsheng frowned slightly, and muttered: "Brother, how many people have you offended..."

Zhanlong answered simply and neatly: "There are countless."

Zhan Changsheng asked again: "Recently... who did you offend?"

Zhan Long pondered for a moment, before he said: "The dragons in Tianmian City have no leader, they can't take care of themselves, so don't worry about it. Only Tongtianfang suffered from the disaster, and in the future, we can avoid Tongtian Sect if we can."

Zhan Changsheng knew it well, although he felt that the future might be difficult and dangerous, with Zhan Long by his side, he was not very afraid.

The two agreed on a countermeasure, and then returned to the valley where the outer disciples were.That valley is now named Xiuye ​​Valley. Although the name is ordinary, it contains the will of everyone to work hard.

I haven't seen it for a few months, but the Xiuye ​​Valley has taken on a new look, with rows of houses of various colors, and the practice and patrol are orderly.There are still a hundred miles away from the valley, and they are already tightly surrounded by a large formation protecting the mountain. As soon as they touched it, a disciple rushed over with a sword. "Uncle Sect Master, you are finally back. My senior brother has been waiting for it for a long time! This is..."

Zhan Changsheng said: "This is your uncle."

The disciple Xing Liu, named Zhang Yi, said after hearing the words: "I have seen the big..."

Unexpectedly, Zhanlong met his eyes together, and suddenly let out a scream, and fell to the ground.

Zhan Changsheng hurriedly stepped forward two steps to help him, but Zhan Long held his palm firmly, "It really is a quail, I can't even bear this bit of murderous intent."

Zhan Changsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to send another disciple to help him.

After the fuss, all the outer disciples were in awe of the master uncle they met for the first time, and saluted from a distance.

In the next few days, Zhan Changsheng asked about the layout of the stone house formation from Zhan Longkou, and brought three disciples, and built four additional stone houses for Wu Yun and the cubs to live in.The four stone houses are located on the other side of the barrier, a hundred feet away from the original two, so Zhanlong's expression turned slightly pale, and finally he doesn't have to see those cubs making trouble every day.

A few days later, it was the beginning of spring, the wind and snow stopped, the sky was blue and white, clear and windless.

Although cultivators are not subject to the alternation of the four seasons, at this time, when winter turns to spring and everything revives, they are inevitably touched, and more than half of them return to their houses to start retreat.

Immortal Bufa and Xu Wenli also came to bid farewell one after another.

Immortal Bufa was concerned about the formation in Shang'an Village and Tongna Houshan, while Xu Wenli heard that his master had left the customs during his travels, but he was finally concerned about his master's family, so he had to turn around.

Zhan Changsheng felt a little bit reluctant, and wanted to return the belt, but Xu Wenli said, "When you went to Hanyue Peak and made such a big commotion, I'm afraid I still have more to rely on in the future, so it's better to keep it in your hands."

Zhan Changsheng knew what he wanted, accepted it gladly, and sent the two of them out of the valley.

The snowmelt gathers into a trickle, gurgling through the mountains, the vegetation is flourishing, and the buds are light yellow and fresh, and they are thriving.

The three of them walked to the mouth of the valley, and Bufa Daxian said: "Boy, stay a step, and you will have to say goodbye after sending you thousands of miles away. This old man is always stationed in Shang'an Houshan. If you want to see each other again, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Xu Wenli also snorted: "If you take a few more steps, your senior brother will probably come after you."

Zhan Changsheng coughed, had no choice but to say goodbye to the two of them, and watched the two figures disappear into the sky in an instant.Xu Wenli sent Immortal Bufa back to Dazhou first, and then returned to Changchun School, without saying a word all the way.