Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

In the far east of the vast land, amidst the mist and mist, there is an East Polar Continent.At sunrise, the purple air comes from the east, illuminating the place where the immortals gather in every possible way.It is rumored that there is a ladder leading directly to the fairyland in East Antarctica. Naturally, only those who are lucky and lucky can find the ladder and ascend to the fairyland.

East Antarctica is also where the Federation of Five Clans is now located.

There is Baihua Mountain in the center of Dongjizhou, and there is Tangjiabao at the foot of Baihua Mountain. The Tangjiabao is built by mountains and rivers. giant fortress.

The high-rise building surrounded by stars and overlooking the whole city is the meeting hall of the Federation of Five Clans.

At this time, a raging fire was burning in the center of the circular hall, and a group of scarlet flames hundreds of meters high rose from the center of the golden circular circle and rushed straight into the house.A clear picture was displayed in the center of the flames, and what was reflected was Zuo Zhuang and his party, who were still negotiating with the 88th floor realm master in the underworld, and the Dragon Slaying Spear.

After a fight, those pulse-condensing cultivators couldn't get any good, most of them were killed or injured, and they returned home with feathers.Although Zuo Zhuang and Qingxin sect masters are both golden pills, they are afraid of each other, neither of them is willing to confront the magic spear head-on, and let it escape with its accomplices in vain.

When the entrance was closed, that person suddenly lost contact with one shot, and it was difficult to find traces.

Zuo Zhuang's face was reflected in the center of the huge flame, like a huge rock at the bottom of a lake, which was so deep that it was hard to distinguish, and then suddenly flashed, and the image in the flame disappeared without a trace.

Fifteen shadows formed a circle around the flames. At this moment, the wait and see ended, and those figures slowly landed on the ground.

It was the fifteen elders of the Five Clans League.

On Xiuxian Continent, the five clans of immortals, humans, demons, demons, and ghosts are the balancing forces. Each chooses three representatives to take charge of the affairs of the five clan alliances. They usually conduct their own affairs separately. Only when important decisions are required, they will gather in Tangjiabao. .

It was Zuo Zhuang who begged all the elders to initiate this gathering in the name of discussing the magic spear together.

A red-haired woman in the encirclement, dressed in an exotic style, covered a little of her body with a golden and luxurious leopard fur, most of her skin was exposed, she was tall and elegant, beautiful and fierce, she crossed her arms and sneered, "This old man I came to the door by myself and suggested that the five races crusade against the Dragon Slaying Spear, but when it really happened, I was only willing to shrink my head, and the human races like you are all real men and men."

She spoke sarcastically, the three elders of the human race on the opposite side were an old woman, a burly man dressed as a woodcutter, and a young man dressed as a scholar.

Hearing this, the old woman and the scholar both showed angry faces, but the iron tower-like man slightly raised his hand to stop his peers from being angry, and said with a hearty smile: "The nine sons of the dragon are all different, and the number of my human race is more than a thousand." Tens of billions, how can life and death be determined by one person. Fairy Chixia's words are biased...not to mention that the Dragon Slaying Spear is very domineering, and it is impossible to be too cautious."

The red-haired woman chuckled and said coquettishly: "Oh, Mr. Qiao has such a sharp mouth, I just admit defeat."

Even the man's expression froze, he almost couldn't suppress his anger, finally he had to turn his head to resent Zuo Zhuang's nonsense, instead there were so many right and wrong.

The middle-aged monk standing on the right side of the man was wearing a snow-white gown with a faint silver light, and a huge sword the size of his body was on his back. He was one of the elders of the fairy clan. Seeing that the Dragon Slaying Spear is about to return to its original state, it is time to make a decision whether to catch it or let it go. I think that the Dragon Slaying Spear is too dangerous to be left alone."

On the right side of the sword cultivator, there is an old man with a blunt and immortal air sitting cross-legged on a huge white jade gourd. It's a sign of the world, how can our Five Clans Alliance sit idly by, we should gather the strength of the entire alliance to arrest him."

Further to the right is the third elder of the Immortal Clan, whose appearance is hard to distinguish between male and female, with green skin like bark, long emerald green hair hanging down to the ground, almost blending with the emerald green clothes, it is the natural tree of heaven and earth Faerie.But the wooden fairy said: "Dao is divided into yin and yang, and things have pros and cons. Arsenic swords and swords can both harm people and save people. It depends on the user's intentions to be good or evil. The same is true for the Dragon Slaying Spear. I see that the user is Dao Ling." You are honest and not a treacherous person, why do you all have to kill them all?"

Only the three elders of the immortal clan were divided into two factions, two in favor and one against. The rest of the eyes crossed eyes, and the third elder of the human race said: "Yes."

Among the three elders of the underworld, only two said in unison: "I agree."

The remaining one was not in the shape of a human, but a unicorn golden retriever. Under the eyes of everyone, he remained silent, but slowly closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side, showing the intention of vetoing it.

The other two elders in the underworld are a boy and an official in robes. The boy said angrily, "Listen! The Dragon Slaying Spear and that party have turned my underworld upside down. Millions of souls in the dead city have been taken away. How dare you intercede for him?"

The golden retriever blinked its eyes innocently, dawdling meekly at the boy's hand, but still firmly shook its head, refusing to agree to the arrest proposal.

Then one member of the Yaozu agreed and the other two opposed it, and the two of the Demons agreed and one opposed it. The opponent of the Demons was the red-haired woman who had sarcastically spoken to the elders of the Human Race.

The elder headed by the demons was a beautiful man, with slightly curly black hair, like waves of clear water, spreading all the way to his calves.A pair of curved long horns were exposed between the long hair, and three pairs of black wings grew out from behind the ribs. When she sighed gently, the black wings flapped slightly, "Chixia, don't be confused again."

Chixia laughed loudly, and then put one hand on her waist, drawing deftly with her fingertips, the scarlet magic power lines gradually converged into a handsome face in mid-air, and it was Zhanlong, "Suwen Xiangxian Palace Master is unparalleled in the world. The human body turned into a dead thing is even worse. There are demons who love beauty, and it is only natural for me to love it. The palace master has a body of a demon, and he should be as modest as he is. "

The Xiangxian Sacred Palace is ambitious, and its intention to seize the Dragon Spear and dominate the Outer Domain is obvious, but this female demon takes it lightly, and only regards his desire to seize the spear as a beauty contest, which is ridiculous.

Palace Mistress Xiangxian didn't take it to heart at all, her face was as calm as water, and she only said softly: "Ten people are in favor, this matter has been decided."

He took a step forward, clasped his hands to the raging flames in front of him, and said, "The decision of the five clans has been made, and they will go all out to hunt down the Dragon Slaying Spear. Xiangxian asks for the leader's order."

The center of the raging flames was originally red gold, but at this moment it suddenly shrank into a little golden, and the layers of flames bloomed like lotus petals. Palace Master Xiangxian stretched out his hand, grabbed the golden spot, and fished it out.

It is the commander-in-chief of the Five Races Alliance, the Golden Order.

The people who were against each other also closed their eyes and said nothing at this time, and that Chixia just frowned slightly and turned her face away.

In the hands of Palace Master Xiangxian, the golden order turned into countless tiny golden light particles, which scattered in all directions, and would fall into each token to issue instructions directly.

One of the wanted persons sneezed a little in Zhan Long's arms.

Zhan Long raised his hand, only gently stroking the top of his head, while holding the Soul Requiem Tablet in his other hand, he lowered his eyes and looked carefully.

At this time, the two were sitting on the top of a lone peak in the middle of the mountain, looking down at the endless mountains.

Zhan Changsheng leaned back in Zhan Long's arms, but couldn't bear to be curious, but after being quiet for a while, he asked again: "Senior brother, what's the matter?"

Just then Zhan Long withdrew his consciousness, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone in Qinghe Village is here, but they have been trapped for a long time, and their past has been forgotten. None of your cronies have disappeared."

Zhan Changsheng's divine sense enters the soul-suppressing tablet, and he can only check whether the soul is complete or not, or light spots or debris, which are just a pile of food and nutrition.

Only a dead thing like Zhanlong can go one step further and clearly distinguish those souls one by one.

Therefore, even though Zhan Changsheng was eager to meet his relatives, he hadn't found a way yet.

Even so, having his mother's sister's soul in the stele made him feel much more at ease.

But why is the Dudu Changning Army missing?

Zhan Changsheng couldn't help frowning, "The 40 army of the Aegis of the Nation, could it be that all of them were reincarnated?"

Zhan Long sneered and said: "The soul has entered the underworld, and it is a slave and a maidservant. It is very useful. How can the group of ghosts be willing to send 40 troops to reincarnate?"

Zhan Changsheng had an idea again, sat up and said, "Could it be that someone is summoning souls, and they can't be summoned away?"

Zhan Long took him back into his arms, and happily said: "Young children can be taught."

Zhan Changsheng sat up again, pondered: "Who has such ability? Why did he choose to recruit the soul of Changning Army?"

Zhan Long frowned slightly, clasped his shoulders, and pressed him into his arms again, "In my opinion?"

Zhan Changsheng noticed Zhan Long's actions, so he gave up struggling, leaned against his arms and stopped moving, and said, "Hu Yanfeng?"

Seeing that he was no longer moving around, Zhan Long changed his expression slightly, while playing with the shrunken stone tablet, he said in a low voice: "Chang Ning Army was framed by him during his lifetime, and he still has no peace after death. To be enslaved by him is also a sin."

Zhan Changsheng's face gradually turned cold, and he punched heavily on the rock under him, "I will kill this thief!"

Zhan Long said: "That fellow is leaning against a big tree with many claws and teeth, we need to break his arm first."

Zhan Changsheng understood it, and the first to bear the brunt was Tiangu City, which he had been thinking about for a long time.

He turned slightly sideways, looked at Zhanlong's side face, and said softly: "Please brother help me refine the soul soldier."

Zhan Long frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Trouble."

Zhan Changsheng still called out: "Senior brother."

Zhan Long turned his gaze away, but still said: "...Trouble."

Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to raise his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, touch the corner of his mouth lightly, and called again and again: "Senior brother?"

Zhan Long frowned, grabbed the little monk on the back of the head and bit it hard, and said angrily, "Where did you learn to be a stalker?"

When Zhan Changsheng saw him let go, he immediately felt relieved, and regardless of the pain in his lips, he just laughed and said: "Senior brother teaches well, and I practice it. I will naturally learn quickly."

Zhan Long said: "When I taught you how to sit up, why didn't you learn quickly?"

Zhan Changsheng choked, so he had to talk about him from left to right, and then asked: "How much time will it take to refine all the soul soldiers?"

Zhan Long said: "There are more than three months."

Zhan Changsheng murmured unknowingly: "Why did it take so long..."

Zhanlong stroked his back lightly, almost as if comforting him, "I've waited for 13 years, so it doesn't matter a few more months."

Zhan Changsheng sighed softly, had no choice but to suppress his irritability, and practiced quietly to survive the day.

A few days ago, he was attacked by the Yuanhua Sect and other sects in the Underworld, and after returning safely, he strictly ordered the Zhanlong Sect not to go out.

Fortunately, the Xiuxian Continent is extremely vast and boundless, and the Xiuye ​​Valley is located in a remote place, so the members of the Dragon Slayer never disclosed Xingzang.

Now the entire gate is closed, except for Fengyao's occasional complaints that she cannot go to Tongtianfang to collect supplies, everyone is still practicing independently, even fighting against the puppet monks, everything is as usual.

While Zhan Long was refining his soul soldiers day and night, Zhan Changsheng got a piece of news from Zhang Yi.

Changning Prefecture is haunted.