Chapter 9: Primordial Spirit(1/2)
In the evening, Zhang Hesong, who went out to buy and buy, finally came back.
After hearing that Eunuch Lu of the Prince of Qi's Mansion had come and was punished by Wang Qilang, Senior Brother Zhang was immediately frightened to death.
"Junior Brother Wang, you are too impulsive."
"This King of Qi is a prince named by the court and the prince of the saint and emperor."
"The prince of the King of Qi is also a noble man. Eunuch Lu is used to being arrogant and domineering. As long as he follows him, he will get confused. We will completely offend him and the Prince of Qi's mansion."
Lu Changsheng looked down on Zhang Hesong's timid and timid personality, and opened his eyes and said with a cold face.
"Just just a dog, let alone punishing it, what can I do if I kill it?"
"And when the old dog came to the door, he said that he would tear down the Taoist temple and take you to jail. I want to see if your good words in the prison work."
Zhang Hesong suddenly sighed and sighed.
Wang Qilang stood up and comforted the brave and kind senior brother.
"Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry."
"Why did this prince of Qi come to you again and again? He obviously wants to use our outlook on immortality."
"Since he wants to use us, he will not turn against us immediately, at least he will not turn against us because of an irrespectful slave."
After a while, the senior brother, who was nearly thirty, finally stopped sighing and sat down under Wang Qilang's comfort.
Wang Qilang continued, "And Master said that the view of immortality will not interfere in human affairs."
"If a slave can shout us around, and then the so-called nobles of heaven come to the door, wouldn't our entire view of immortality come to the door and kneel down as his dog? Then he will continue to die for him?"
"I punished Eunuch Lu not just for a moment, but for a long time."
"First, to the Prince of Qi, informed him of the news that people have come from Tongtianling, and second, to express our attitude."
Zhang Hesong immediately asked, "So, is this a test?"
Wang Qilang nodded: "I don't think it will take long before this Prince of Qi will come to the door. Then we will know what he is selling in the gourd."
"No matter what he wants to do, we can detect suspicion from it."
"It is not scary when something happens. If something happens and we don't notice it, the most terrible thing is to wait passively."
Zhang Hesong finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that junior brother, you have already thought about it, but the senior brother is confused and dealing with it inappropriately."
"It seems that Master sent you down the mountain, and it was indeed right."
Wang Qilang sent the senior brother out of the door, and Lu Changsheng behind him suddenly spoke, "I see that this prince of Qi is not at ease."
Wang Qilang smiled: "I know."
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In the dark night, above the wilderness sky on the edge of Donghai Mansion.
Dark clouds are covered with lightning and thunder.
Amid the lightning, a white dragon rolled in the black clouds, and the cold air was blowing away to freeze the sky.
The dense hail in the sky fell from the sky and fell into the wasteland in a scattered manner.
A yellow light in the lightning was extremely agile and was fighting with the white dragon.
The yellow light travels between the dark clouds, and along with the lightning, it makes people unable to distinguish the difference between the two.
A yellow banner emitted a yellow light, but a figure could be seen shaking on the surface, as if the figure in the scroll was wielding the power of the magic weapon yellow banner.
This is the out-of-body soul of the Yuanshen Zhenren, relying on the magic weapon.
The white dragon exhaled cold waves from his mouth, chasing the yellow banner.
But the yellow banner rolled and rotated, and the cold air was always a little different, and it could never catch up with the tail of the yellow banner.
At this time, the figure in the yellow banner suddenly shouted: "Go!"
A few rays of light suddenly appeared from the yellow banner, turning into sharp arrows and passing through the white dragon's body.
"roar!"
The white dragon screamed, and the blood flowing out of its body instantly turned into wind, rain, thunder,
The more severe the injury he was, the more dense the wind and clouds in the sky gathered, and the more thunder exploded and roared.
It immediately swung the dragon's tail and smashed it towards the yellow banner, but the yellow banner avoided it and hit the dragon's tail with another blow.
"A bad beast!"
"I'm not surrendering yet."
Although the white dragon grasped the purple fairy sword in its dragon claws, it was never unsheathed. It was only with the strength of the dragon body and the power of magic power to fight against the real person of the soul.
The yellow light looks far less powerful than the white dragon. Every move of the white dragon can affect the changes in the celestial phenomena, and the sea of clouds is frozen in the penetration.
But whether it is accurate or flexible, it is far inferior to that of the real person of the soul.
The power of the white dragon is like waves, large and dispersed.
The power of the soul real person who controls the yellow banner is like a sharp arrow, gathering sharply.
This situation is just as what Master Taixuan said to Wang Qilang when he was preaching. No matter how thick a cloth robes you are wearing, you can't beat the other party holding an iron sword and wearing iron armor.
Huang Ban suddenly stopped his hand and stood aside, and the Yuanshen Zhenren said with his back on the yellow Banner.
"The Spirit of the Immortal Sword does not recognize you, and it is useless for you to hold it."
"Give me the fairy sword, I will not chase you again."
The real person of the Yuanshen pretended to be coming for the immortal sword. The white dragon had just transformed into a form and escaped from the constraints, but he didn't know that the human heart was sinister.
Bai Long was injured and was unwilling to fight with this fierce soul real person anymore. He believed it and threw the fairy sword out.
However, the Yellow Banner rolled the immortal sword and immediately attacked the White Dragon again.
"roar!"
The dragon roar overshadowed the thunder, but the voice of a child was like a child.
"You human race are full of lies."
The true soul of the Yuanshen is full of pride and is not ashamed of his despicableness.
I was ready to add more force to completely injure the white dragon so that it could not resist.
However, at this time, the immortal sword that was rolled up suddenly erupted and burst out with a sword light, piercing through the yellow banner and out.
"Ah!" The soul inside the yellow banner suddenly burst into screams.
This fairy sword cannot be used by the White Dragon, but it does not recognize Ye Xianqing.
When the Yuanshen True Man came to his senses, the white dragon and the fairy sword had disappeared, the rain had become smaller, and many places stopped directly.
But the dark clouds did not dissipate and were still covering the top of the head.
This real person of the Yuanshen will not lose any rice if he steals the chicken, and the bamboo basket will be useless.
The yellow banner turned into light and fell towards the distance.
On the wilderness road, four people were carrying a sedan chair and parked in place, and four people were waiting on both sides.
When you look closely, you will find that these are eight wooden men wearing straw raincoats and hats.
A young man and woman were guarding the interior of the luxurious sedan chair, sitting cross-legged in the innermost part, a strong middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was tall and had a surprising skeleton.
He had thick black hair, flying eyebrows, and a beard that was neatly decorated to form a sharp corner, which seemed to be taken care of frequently.
He was wearing a wide white dress, only a single dress, and his chest was open to reveal his strong muscles.
As the yellow light fell into the sedan chair, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes burst out about a foot long, and it took him back after a while.
He knelt on the ground, holding the small banner with an exaggerated expression and heartache, which was penetrated by a hole in his hand: "My Huangtian God Banner!"
"This evil beast, I must peel him off and get cramps next time."
After wailing, he immediately ordered his disciples to say.
"Give me the God-Replenishing Pill."
The male disciple next to him immediately picked up a jade box and the female disciple picked up an exquisite silver cup, which was filled with the grapes and wine from the Western Regions.
Under the service of the female disciple, the man took the elixir in the jade box.
The decorations in the sedan are famous products. The ambergris burned in the incense burner are produced in the South China Sea. In Daxuan Changjing, only in the imperial palace can it be used.
The man enjoyed this luxury extremely. When he got the news that the true dragon was born, he immediately traveled thousands of miles a day to come from Changjing. He had been chasing the white dragon for two days.
Ye Xianqing put down the cup, sneered and said.
"It cannot leave Donghai Mansion, which is both its disadvantage and its advantage."
"Although it cannot escape, it will be difficult for us to hold on with the help of the power of the world of Donghai Mansion, especially since it hides now, it is even more troublesome."
The female disciple immediately snuggled aside and said, "Master must have a solution."
To be continued...