I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

Above the Great Nether Abyss, the Black Flood Dragon King was scolding his mother.

He cordially greeted the ancestors of the human race branch, even the two emperors Yan and Huang who became saints, and finally began to scold Fang Qinghong, a brat, and tricked him into being a pure and innocent old dragon, throwing all the dirty work to him. over him.

It can't be blamed for his bad temper. Now that eight hours have passed, it means that he has maintained the high-frequency output for so long, and he is already relying on willpower to support it.And a majestic king of the Mahayana period was forced to have cracks in his hands and eyes to varying degrees. It must have been a long time since he had encountered such an embarrassing situation.

At this time, there was a human breath in the opening of the crack more than ten li away from him.

Gu Peiyuan and Helianjue flew out one after another, and Yu Qi left.

Um?How did it become two worms?

The Black Flood Dragon King squinted his eyes. He wanted to arrest people, but he had spent so much time with this spiritual power riot that he was already at his wits end.What's more, he still has to save some spare energy to deal with the sealing technique twelve hours later.

So he scolded the young man for being unreliable.

Time slipped away quietly in this torment that lasted like a year, during which the Black Flood Dragon King looked into the abyss countless times, and found nothing for countless times.

Seeing that the deadline was approaching, he had to choose between the sacrifices.

The Black Flood Dragon King secretly said: I'm sorry, Dao Yan, maybe he is not the best successor to your will.

"Click."

A stone was brought up to the top of the cliff and rolled around for a while.

Sudden!Groping from the edge of the cliff, a hand was stretched out, pressed down on the stone wall with great force, and a blood-red figure climbed up.At this time, Fang Qinghong's white clothes were completely stained red by fresh blood, and the blood beads stuck to his eyelashes. He forced his eyes to open a slit, and looked at the Black Flood Dragon King: "I... am back...."

After speaking, he smiled, tilted his head, and fell into a coma.

The Black Flood Dragon King lowered his head and saw that the crevices of his ten fingers were filled with clotted blood and dust on the stone wall.The Sword of Absolute Beginning lay beside him quietly, surrounded by some broken stones brought out when the sword was drawn.

It is conceivable that he climbed up.

The Black Flood Dragon King was silent for a moment, sealed Dayu, picked him up and returned to the Crystal Palace.

Fang Qinghong's memory of the second half is actually very vague.

My ears are full of screams and cries of resentful spirits, my body is exhausted, and I can't control the Taichu Sword. It hurts to be bitten by sharp teeth, and my face hurts from being blown by the harsh wind. Looking at it, the end point is so far away in the hazy field of vision.

But he only knows that no matter how far away and unreachable, he must go up.

Since it was agreed, it cannot be broken.

"puff."

The sword of Taichu pierced into the stone wall, and he inserted his five fingers into the cracks in the stone. With amazing perseverance, he climbed up to the top of the cliff step by step.

The little flame that had been quietly staying in his sea of ​​consciousness grew slowly, wrapping his whole body gently, protecting his sleeping soul.Fang Qinghong felt in a daze that there was some exuberant aura, but an incomparably domineering spiritual energy flowed into his body.

This spiritual power passed through the body surface and evolved into countless small dragons, bringing him vitality while also scurrying randomly in the meridians and blood vessels.Thus, Huo Miao was like a worried old mother, leading the naughty children into the right track, and repairing Fang Qinghong's wounds in an orderly manner.

And the phoenix blood and jade spring water that had been dormant in the acupoints after repeated tonics before were also drawn out at this time to exert their effectiveness.After the little dragons continued to connect the meridians and further strengthened the bones, they nourished his new body, which was empty of real energy, with abundant spiritual power.

Every time it is washed, the real essence in the dantian grows stronger.

So when he was in a deep sleep, it was a matter of course that he broke through two levels and entered the late stage of Nascent Soul.

At this time, Fang Qinghong's soul seemed to feel some kind of summoning, floated out of his body, and was sucked into a long black tunnel.After seeing the sun again, he ran into the man with glasses who lived in a tall building again.

This time the two sat opposite each other, and the other party waved at him, "Hi, can you see me?"

Fang Qinghong nodded.

"I was scared to death. I thought you were going to die last time." The man with glasses patted his chest, feeling lingering fear.

Fang Qinghong was helpless: "If you don't jump out, you can't get out, why do you lock me up here?"

The man with glasses: "It's not that I want to lock you up, it's... hey, forget it, I have something to do today, and I want to make it clear to you."

Fang Qinghong was deeply convinced: "You really should explain to me."

When it came to the topic, the man with glasses began to feel awkward. He clasped his hands and twisted his fingers nervously: "There is indeed a relationship between you and me."

Nonsense, how many times has he patronized the Sea of ​​Consciousness!

Fang Qinghong urged: "You can tell, then what?"

The man with glasses sat up straight, took a deep breath, "Actually, you are me..."

At this moment, Fang Qinghong suddenly felt his world spinning, and was shaken out of the dream abruptly.

"Awake?" The instigator, the Black Flood Dragon King, withdrew his hand and said with emotion: "It's really a fate, this one doesn't even die."

Seeing Fang Qinghong's mournful expression, which seemed a little bit blameworthy, he immediately became angry: "Why, don't be ignorant, I don't sleep, I stay here to heal your wounds, how dare you show such a disrespectful expression. "

"Just now your mind and soul were shaken, you became more and more superficial, and you almost disappeared, do you know? If I don't wake you up, I will just wait to be a living dead!"

But he was hearing the most crucial part! !

Fang Qinghong wiped his face, lay on the bed and asked unrequited love: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, dare to ask His Highness Jiao Wang, what time is it now?"

The Black Flood Dragon King snorted, and said: "You have been in a coma for seven days, if you didn't have this seat, you would have been exposed to the wilderness."

At the end of the day, he said sourly that he was blessed by heaven, and that the Taoist fetus could even bear the domineering power of real dragon blood. After washing his body, he helped him cultivate the physique of a real dragon.

The whole world knows that the ancient true dragon has rough skin and thick flesh, and ordinary magic tools and Taoism are not even qualified to leave marks on its scales, so it is very resistant to beating.If you lose your horse, you will know that it is not a blessing. With his practice speed, there is no one else.

Fang Qinghong sat up in shock in his dying illness, "You used Ying Long's blood on me?!"

At first, He Lianjue was pressing hard, he was worried that Gu Peiyuan, who had injured his right hand, would not be able to carry it, so in a hurry, he just scraped away most of the real blood on the futon.In the end, he was the one who became a fool in the end, and the previous haste gave him a chance.

After getting back up from Teng Snake's belly, he tried his best not to come in vain, and insisted on supporting his injured body, and took away the last bit of Ying Long's blood.

Black Flood Dragon King: "How did you say that? Can I tell you that? There are no rules."

Fang Qinghong finished the compensation, so he quickly changed the subject, told him what he saw and heard in Dayu, and asked the Black Jiao King if he had any clue about the master of the underground palace.

The Black Flood Dragon King looked dignified: "The ancestors of our clan were indeed born in Jiejiao, but they never left a single word of information about this person. What's more, who can be above the leader of Tongtian Cult?"

Fang Qinghong thought of the origin of the leader of Tongtian, and hurriedly asked: "Could it be Lingbao Tianzun?"

Black Flood Dragon King: "Impossible."

Fang Qinghong: "Why?"

Heijiao King: "Sanqing Tianzun doesn't care about vulgar things. This is one. Second, since the leader of Tongtian sect became independent from Lingbao Tianzun, he is no longer under the jurisdiction of Tianzun. Even the Emperor of Heaven can't control him. If he wants, he can do it." Sit on an equal footing with these people."

Fang Qinghong was secretly surprised, is Master Tongtian so powerful, isn't he on par with Lingbao Tianzun in terms of realm?

He also described the clothing characteristics of the group of people standing opposite the Jujiao people in the mural, like visitors, and asked the Black Jiao King if he knew it.

The latter sat on the reclining chair diagonally opposite: "That's the clothes of the Jiuli nationality in ancient times."

Jiuli people? ! !

Fang Qinghong couldn't help thinking of Li Po's skeleton in Gouchen's body again, and said: "I never thought that the Jiuli tribe would also come to visit the Lord of the Underground Palace. Seeing their respectful appearance, they don't look like the evil spirits in the rumors."

The Black Flood Dragon King looked disgusted: "You humans are used to spreading rumors."

Fang Qinghong listened to his personal attacks and said with emotion: "It's just a generation of strong people who ended up with no bones to survive. It's really embarrassing."

The Black Flood Dragon King sneered: "Little man."

Fang Qinghong: "Huh?"

Heijiao King Mie looked at him sideways: "Gou Chen is the lord of the dignified hall, an existence as famous as the four elephant holy beasts, even though the Soaring Snake is one of the eight wonders, and Gou Chen is suspected of competing with the five elements, but the phase of life is in the The yang creatures are destined to be stronger than the yin ones. What's more, Gou Chen is an auspicious beast, with a long life and virtue, no matter how deadly the poison is, it is impossible to die easily."

Fang Qinghong: "So, so..."

Black Flood Dragon King: "So Gou Chen's downfall should have something to do with this worm in his stomach."

If it is true, then Li Po is a sneak attack... Did he team up with Teng Snake?

Fang Qinghong sighed: "How could Jiuli get mixed up with Teng Snake, this guy is in ancient times, but he is a disaster star."

Black Jiao King: "What's so strange about this is that the Jiuli tribe didn't want to fight among themselves at the beginning. On the contrary, they were the pillars of your human race. When Jiuli was at its most prosperous, it could compete with the prehistoric and powerful tribes, but it was only later that it fought with Gongsun Xuanyuan. They parted ways, and suddenly they became mortal enemies to compete for the Central Plains and the position of the leader of the human race. If this is the case, what method will work?"

Fang Qinghong: "What's going on, why do the good ones kill each other?"

The Black Flood Dragon King replied simply: "I don't know, I don't have all the memories I inherited, not to mention your human race, what has it to do with our Flood Dragon Clan."

Fang Qinghong: ...

The Black Flood Dragon King suddenly thought of something, and looked him up and down: "The body of the Teng Snake is extremely yin and poisonous, how did you come out alive?"

Even Fang Qinghong himself couldn't explain this clearly.

The corpses of Teng Snake and Gou Chen were glued together. The place where they fell at first was Gou Chen's position. However, due to the layout of the master of the underground palace, it was easy to deduce that the Taoist platform belonged to Teng Snake's vagina .

The snake's body is winding and long, far less complicated than the structure in Gou Chen's body. After Fang Qinghong jumped down, he fell straight down.Surrounded by dense black mist, he was seriously injured at that time, and Gu Peiyuan cast a curse on the sword that stabbed him. I don't know what kind of witchcraft, but it can restrain the absorption of spiritual power by the Taoist body, causing him Ammunition and food ran out, and the wound hurt like hell.

But fortunately, his body was broken, but his mind was not broken. Under the crisis, he used the group mantra to make a platform out of carrion, which could stop the falling trend.And then turned the smooth inner wall of the snake's cavity into pits - he wanted to make the spine into a ladder, but this was already the limit of what his consciousness could achieve.

Taichu sword became a crutch, leaning on him to move up step by step, the steep place had to be used as a dagger, inserted into carrion, let Fang Qinghong borrow strength.

After climbing out with great difficulty, his body was also invaded by toxins.

But just in the process of being unconscious, it was illuminated by the fire, and was driven into the dantian by the little dragons. The toxin wanted to counterattack, and the little dragons who had sucked the blood of the phoenix and the jade spring caught it and fought it.

In the end, the two sides turned into the original yin and yang qi, and sometimes blended and sometimes rejected each other.The flames are like a bell to wake up the world, like a mirror to illuminate the world, hanging high on the altar.

Everything found a natural law under its illumination, the black and white qi no longer tormented Fang Qinghong who was in a coma, and gradually blended to form a slowly rotating Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram.

The flying snake is an innate evil. In this world, where there is light, there is darkness. Where there is life that saves all things, there is death that overthrows the world. This is the most logical way of heaven.

As for dragon blood, phoenix blood, jade spring, etc., they are gifts from the heavens, which are opposite to the properties of the Teng Snake. They are based on the yin and yang disk in Fang Qinghong's body, which is the congenital disk. Although it is only a prototype, I don't know the future development direction - after all It was something he had never experienced in his previous life.

But it didn't seem to be a bad thing, at least when he climbed up, all the wraiths who bit him and devoured his flesh and blood couldn't bear the pure venom of the flying snake, and exploded to death.

Does this mean that his poison resistance will also increase in the future?

And the poison is still mutating in his body now, making it easier to control.Fang Qinghong rubbed his chin, his eyes sparkled brightly, and he knew he was making a bad idea at a glance.

Since he is still alive, there should be no major problems, just pay attention to maintaining the balance of yin and yang in the dantian.

Because the yin qi is like a greedy and unrestrained child, absorbing the aura of the outside world, and the yang qi also absorbs it with all its strength in order to resist it.So now Fang Qinghong's cultivation speed has become more than twice as fast, and he still has plenty of real energy after jumping two steps in a row.

In the dantian, black mist and white mist are clearly separated, and ruled by the river, his Yuanying villain is sitting on the dividing line where yin and yang intersect.

Black Flood Dragon King: ...

Black Flood Dragon King: "Why can all good things happen to you kid?"

Fang Qinghong made a shy expression: "Thanks to the praise, the younger generation should work harder."

The Black Flood Dragon King couldn't take it anymore, he picked up the crystal cup beside the table and threw it on the bed.

Seeing that he was accurately hit on the target, the person who smashed it covered his head and screamed, and finally calmed down a little, and asked: "Can the mantra be used like this?"

Fang Qinghong: "Practice what you've learned, it doesn't mean no one can do it."

As the name implies, a group combines and organizes, and in turn, it can also be used as a tool to split something up.So he can deconstruct the spine shape of the Soaring Snake and turn it into a rock wall for climbing, and he can also build a platform to serve as his flesh pad.

The deconstruction and reorganization of all things is a retrospective restoration, which requires mastering the "original appearance" of things in order to achieve and do well.Frankly speaking, this is closer to the essence of Tao, and he even doubts that this is the true meaning of the mantra.

"I have to go. Moyu has always wanted to deal with Jianzong. Now that he has teamed up with Hehuanzong, it is very likely that the inside and outside will cooperate to make things difficult for us. I have to go back and report to the Sect Master as soon as possible."

Fang Qinghong jumped out of bed, checked his Qiankun bag, and found that apart from the one used on himself, the Black Flood Dragon King didn't take the dragon's blood that he should have been entitled to.The young man looked at him in surprise, the latter crossed his arms and raised his head noblely and coldly: "Keep it for yourself, I don't need it."

Fang Qinghong laughed, without any explanation, took out half of the blood clot the size of a pigeon egg, put it in a bottle, and put it on the table.Fearing that the Black Flood King would not accept it, he intentionally provoked them: "Uncle Flood King, let's take it, don't let the younger generation catch up from behind, and become a fairy one step ahead of the uncle."

After speaking, he ran away, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

"and many more!"

The Black Flood Dragon King called him to stop with a green face, and when Fang Qinghong thought he was about to be beaten, he threw a jet-black jade scale over him. "Jianzong is in trouble, I can't ignore it, if they really come to the door, call me with this token."

Fang Qinghong was taken aback, and accepted it with a smile.Fu also told them that it is best to leave a way out for themselves, even if the East China Sea tribes don't move now, if the poison of Teng snake spreads in the future, there will be a place to retreat.

The Black Flood Dragon King drooped his eyelids: "Is it finished?"

Fang Qinghong: "Finish... ah ah ah!"

Before the words were finished, the Black Flood Dragon King flicked his sleeves, and directly blasted a strong wind, blowing people out of the Eastern Sea.

Hearing the screams coming from afar, the Black Flood Dragon King leisurely changed his sitting position and snorted.Boy, I tell you to show off, but I can't cure you.