Cui Die waited for a long time, but she had not seen Liu'er come back. She couldn't help but feel confused, so she went to the woodshed to find out what was going on. Cui Die's ears were so smart. She had heard the woodshed whispers that made people's blood erect.
Cui Die gritted her teeth and whispered: This shameless little hoof, she fell in love with that kid again so soon.
Cui Die wanted to walk away, but the delicate voice kept drilling into his ears, like feathers constantly twitching in his heart. His originally light steps became a little slow, and a faint red glow suddenly appeared on his pretty face, which added a bit of beauty.
Cui Die spat, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, turned around and left. At this moment, Long Hui's low voice suddenly sounded in his ears: Liu'er, who is better than your son-in-law?
Cui Die was angry: Shameless brat, dare to joke with Shao Ting
Just as Cui Die was furious and wanted to pull the two out, he heard Liu'er's delicate gasp: Young Master, your stick is bigger than my son-in-law and longer than his... Well... Be gentle... You cruel man, you have to death...
Cui Die's ears heat up and cursed in his heart: You shameless little slut, this kind of thing is also said.
As the gods and ghosts were sent, Cui Die walked quietly to the woodshed door, and only heard the sound inside becoming clearer. In addition to Liu'er's moan, there was also the sound of flesh and silk on the two of them, and even the sound of the intercourse was faintly heard.
Cui Die was like being in a furnace, her whole body was dry and hot. When she recalled that day, Cui Die couldn't help but feel numb with her legs.
Just as Qin Suya and Long Hui parted, the two had a battle of money in the room. Cui Die accidentally passed by their rooms. He heard a strange noise in the room and secretly stumbled, which made her feel ashamed.
Cui Die wanted to turn his head and leave, but Long Hui was killing Qin Suya so much that she abandoned her armor and begged for mercy. Cui Die actually did something incredible and stopped to look around.
At that time, the two men's fight was coming to an end. Cui Die just watched it for a while before leaving, but the scene of that day was deeply engraved in his mind. Whenever he dreamed at midnight, Cui Die always felt like tens of thousands of ants were biting and it was difficult to fall asleep.
Even if you fall asleep, you will always dream that you are being caressed by a man. Cui Die was tortured so much that he could only fight Long Hui three times apart, using martial arts to divert attention.
Unexpectedly, that day, the bastard took the opportunity to be frivolous and used his plump breasts to clamp the shameful thing. Even Han Shaoting never treated him like this.
Cui Die has been in a mess since then and has no peace of mind and has no peace of mind.
Cui Die said intimately: The Long man bullies me too much, and I will definitely bring you today...
Cui Die didn't pay any attention to what he wanted to do to Long Hui. He wandered outside the door for a long time, and suddenly a loud moan came from behind the door: Ah... Give up your life Ah... Liu'er can't do it anymore, Mr. Long, please let me go
Cui Die thought: This little girl has never seen her as weak when she was having fun with Shao Ting. I don't believe that this guy is so brave.
So he went to the crack in the door and looked inside. He saw Liu'er lying on the stove, her skirt was lifted up, her round buttocks were sticking out, and she was shy and coquettishly ending Long Hui's thrust
The giant dragon under Long Hui's crotch rushed into Liu'er's clam without any hesitation. The clam's mouth was stretched open and turned into a thin layer. The penis was full and tense, and the whole flower room was tight.
As Long Hui goes deeper, Liu'er's snowy muscles will tense up, and a burst of cute goose bumps will appear on her jade skin.
Cui Die has served Liu'er with her husband many times, and knows the physiological reaction of this girl. As soon as Han Shaoting stabbed her flower heart, Liu'er would tense all over and have goose bumps. Her posture was very enchanting, which made Han Shaoting want to fuck Liu'er out of this posture and was willing to give up. Cui Die has also eaten jealous several times. Fortunately, Han Shaoting did not succeed every time, and he no longer cared about these things over time.
At this moment, Liu'er's soul was flew away by Long Hui's fucking. Xiangpo left his body. After a closer look, the dragon spear under Long Hui's crotch was always full of no entry into Liu'er's body. Every time, a small half of the dragon spear lingers outside Yumen Pass.
In the past two times, Cui Die was panicked and did not see Long Hui's capital clearly. Now, when she looked carefully, she was so scared that she almost cried out.
OK, so big...How can Liu'er afford it...
Cui Die covered her mouth and thought, Shao Ting is not as big as his.
Thinking of this, Cui Die secretly spat: Cui Die, you shameless thing, think about these dirty things
Thinking of her deceased husband, Cui Die had calmed down, breathed turbidly, leaving without looking back, leaving the little mandarin ducks in the woodshed
The next morning, Feng Wangchen came to visit early, and Cui Die led the crowd to welcome him
Feng Wangchen and Cui Die exchanged a few greetings and asked Long Hui where he was. Cui Die ordered his servant to invite Long Hui out.
When Feng Wangchen saw Long Hui, he seemed to see a treasure, his eyes shining.
Mr. Long, you have calculated it
Feng Wangchen introduced to Long Hui that this girl was the moon-looking messenger in the Dragon Palace.
Long Hui saw a tall, veiled woman who was blessed to him and said: The little woman looked at the moon and came to invite the young master to visit the Dragon Palace on the order of the Dragon Sacrifice Huan.
Her voice was low and slightly hoarse, neither as crisp and sweet as Chu Wanbing, nor as gentle and elegant as Qin Suya, nor as mature and charming as Cui Die, but it has a mysterious and dignified atmosphere, which is hard to refuse
Although Long Hui is a monk with a slight tact, he has the mentality of being at ease since he comes, and does not think too much, and nods to agree.
Four pure white tall horses, the body of the car made of shiny and bright wood is wrapped in soft royal blue velvet satin, and the roof is inlaid with a fist-sized night pearl. This circle of crystal wind chimes hangs around the tent, walking along the way, as crisp and pleasant as singing a song
Long Hui sat in the car, secretly stunning
The carriage is even more luxurious, with black nanmu body, carved beams and painted buildings, and ingenious skills.
All flowers and plants are golden leaves, gemstone flower heart. The moon-looking messenger, this carriage is so luxurious, I think even the carriage of the Middle Earth Emperor is just like this
Long Hui sighed
Wangyue, who was sitting in the same carriage with Long Hui, said calmly: Because he was too hasty and lacked preparation, Wangyue was worried about being neglected after hearing the young master's words, Wangyue put down the big stone in his heart.
VIP, what kind of virtue can you be a VIP of Panlong Holy Vein? Long Hui secretly ridiculed himself
Although the moon opposite is covered with a veil, the willow eyebrows are covered with skin, the eyelashes are slender, and the eyes are even more crystal clear and spiritual. It makes people feel full of expectations and desire to lift the veil.
The carriage was escorted by a pair of cavalry to the bottom of a mountain
This mountain stands tall and deep into the sky. From a distance, it looks like a giant dragon rising into the sky, with its teeth and claws and majestic appearance. This is the center of the Panlong Holy Vein + Shenlong Peak
The carriage slowly drove into Shenlong Peak along the artificially excavated mountain path. The mountain path winded up and there was a level every distance. The defense was tight. In addition, the terrain of Shenlong Peak was dangerous, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The Dragon Palace was built at the highest point of Shenlong Peak, and it was difficult to reach the carriage. After the carriage arrived at the designated location, Wangyue led Long Hui to the top of Shenlong Peak.
Following the artificially excavated stone steps, Long Hui felt that the surroundings were filled with mist. It was not that the Linglie Mountain wind blew, but that the stone steps spread to the depths of the sea of clouds.
Walking on the stone steps, Long Hui actually had an endless illusion
Just listen to the moon and said: If there is no one to guide you, the visitors will only keep wandering among the stone steps, and they will be in a dilemma. They will neither reach the Dragon Palace nor go out. In the end, they will be exhausted and starved to death.
Long Hui thought: What a vicious formation, I don’t know what strange things are in the Dragon Palace
With the Moon-Surveying Messenger leading the way, Long Hui quickly walked to the end of the stone steps. Although he was ready, Long Hui was still shocked by the scenery in front of him.
A beautiful and magnificent palace is located in front of you!
White jade paved the road for the wall, black gold paved the way, and every half of the way, a fire frame that was ten feet tall was erected, purple flames were pounding, and the strange atmosphere was fully revealed
I saw sandalwood on the top of the palace as beams, crystal jade bi as lamps, pearls as curtains, and fan gold as pillars. The silk tent was embroidered with pearls and silver threads, crabapple flowers, and the wind blew, like falling from clouds, mountains and sea of illusions.
The most incredible thing is the crystal clear pillar, which is inlaid with the pattern of cloud dragons soaring into the sky. It is obviously carved by extremely clever techniques to Wangyue and lead Longhui to slowly walk into the main hall. I saw a person standing in the middle of the platform. Although he was wearing a dark blue robe, he could not hide his graceful figure. It was obviously a woman. She was also covered with a gauze like Wangyue. It was difficult to see her true face clearly. But her eyes were actually crystal blue, but like the deep sea water. As the saying goes: a bright inch of eyes shines on the autumn waves, and a thousand hu of pearls felt that there were not many
Wangyue bowed to the woman and said: Si Huan, Wangyue lived up to her entrustedness, and she had invited Mr. Long to come.
Thank you for your hard work, look at the moon, please leave for now
Only hearing Si Huan speak, although she was talking, Long Hui felt her voice was illusory and unpredictable.
Young Master Long, I am worshiping the Dragon Temple of the Dragon Temple, and welcome you to the Panlong Holy Vein
Long Hui felt that the person in front of him seemed real and illusory, and there was an unreal feeling. Suddenly, a blue light shot. Long Hui subconsciously reached out to block it, but found that his body was as heavy as lead, and he immediately saw a snow-white palm slapped his chest.
Could she take my life?
I just felt a powerful force as strong as the sea waves came from this slender palm, and Long Hui's muscles and bones were torn apart again, and a mouthful of blood suddenly ejaculated out of the cavity.
If you don't want to die, show your true skills
Si Huan said calmly, her tone was still extremely cold and had no emotion
While speaking, three more points of internal force were urged, and the true energy like the angrily waves rushed into Long Hui's body
Although Long Hui was caught off guard, he was not a fledgling person. He took a breath and pulled out his true energy from his dantian to resist Si Huan's internal strength. However, Long Hui's cultivation was always limited. Si Huan's internal strength seemed to be above Cui Die. In a moment, Long Hui's true energy was overwhelmed by the other party.
Is this just your ability? I am so disappointed!
A trace of murderous intent appeared in Si Huan's eyes, and she raised five points of Yuangong again, and spit out the strength in her palm. She heard a roar of Long Hui spitting vermilion red with her mouth. She fell to the ground in response, and the blood dyed her clothes into a shocking vermilion red with her clothes.
Si Huan looked at Long Hui lying on the ground and murmured to herself: Is he not the one who prophesied by his ancestors? Alas...
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in Long Hui's chest, and a golden light rushed out of Long Hui's arms. Si Huan looked closely and saw a transparent silk hanging in the air, emitting dazzling golden light.
Si Huan exclaimed: Jiuxiao’s real scroll!
Unreasonable, dare to plot against me
Long Hui stood up with his chest covering his chest and shouted loudly: The witch takes her life!
Waving his palm to slash at the sacred Huan
Si Huan waved her palm to block the grid, her jade palm turned into huge waves, and the waves of thousands of miles of sea waves were overwhelming.
On the other hand, Long Hui let out the long roar that made the dragons worship, its power was like an angry thunder and a strong wind. At the same time, Long Hui's palm was like a dragon soaring all over the world. No matter how stormy waves, you have to obey.
Dragon Roar?
Si Huan's mind was shocked, her palm was actually affected, her voice was already weaker than three points
The two palms hit each other, making a loud noise, and the real dragon entered the sea and the waves stopped
Si Huan took a few steps in a row, and dripping sweat dripped from her snow-white forehead, but Long Hui was as stable as Mount Tai, standing still
After seizing the upper hand, Long Hui did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him because he was very curious about the silk hanging in the air, and the Si Huan seemed to recognize the silk.
Witch, what other means can you come out?
Long Hui looked at Si Huan vigilantly. In his opinion, this woman was weird everywhere, and her internal strength was still above Cui Die. He was just showing his power for a moment, but who knew the sound of the dragon roar.
It will work next time, after all, my martial arts fail.
Si Huan walked forward a few steps, lifted her skirt slightly, and knelt down to Longhui with both knees and said: The 34th generation of the dragon worshipped Huan Yu Wuhen to meet the Dragon Lord
Which one is playing this?
Long Hui would rather this woman point at him with a knife and a sword, and now he doesn't know what to do
Yu Wuhen said: Wuhen received a message from the dragon the day before yesterday and learned that the real dragon was back. In order to verify, Wuhen dared to offend him and asked the Dragon Lord to sue him.
Long Hui shook his head and said: What exactly are you saying? I am not a dragon master, nor a real dragon.
Yu Wuhen said: It's not wrong, you are the true dragon master who has been waiting for for many years by 100,000 people of the Dragon Saint Vein. If you were not the dragon master, why were the hundreds of dragons in the deserted sea respecting you? And only the blood of the true dragon can inspire this Jiuxiao True Scroll
Since I got the weird silk, a series of incredible things have happened to me. First, the light of inspiration suddenly appeared, the literary talent exploded, and then absorbed the skills of others. The most intriguing thing is that the injury recovered quickly.
Long Hui swallowed his spit and said: Si Huan, what is the name of that silk?
Yu Wuhen looked at the silk silk that emitted golden light and said: This is the Jiuxiao True Scroll, which is the basis of the martial arts and techniques of the six masters of the Panlong Holy Vein. The six magical powers all originated from this true scroll
Long Huiqi said: Since it is such a valuable treasure, why did it fall into the Central Plains and still fall into my hands?
Yu Wuhen said: There are nine silk pieces in the Jiuxiao Real Scroll. The silk in the Dragon Lord’s hand should have been brought to the Central Plains by Zhu Xuzi 300 years ago.
At this time, Long Hui remembered what happened to Zhu Xuzi and asked: By the way, what happened to Zhu Xuzi in the Panlong Holy Vein back then?
Yu Wuhen lowered his head: Zhu Xuzi was floating across the ocean and entering the deserted sea. At that time, Shenlong Sihuan predicted that this person had a great opportunity to be with the Panlong Holy Vein. He ordered the dragon to introduce him to the Panlong Holy Vein and meet Zhu Xuzi. Lao Sihuan learned that in order to eliminate the chaos of the Middle Earth Demon Sect, he went out to sea to find a way to crack the "Hang Xuanming Gong". So he gave him a Jiuxiao True Scroll, and said that three hundred years later, this true volume could bring back the true dragon lord Zhu Xuzi to the Panlong Holy Vein. After obtaining the Jiuxiao True Scroll, he suddenly realized the great way and created the wonderful method of the sky.
This past story really surprised Long Hui, and his mind was still in a mess: What kind of true dragon lord? What a joke...
Yu Wuhen continued: Lord Dragon, if you don’t believe me, please follow your subordinates. Then you will know the whole story.
Long Hui swallowed his spit and thought: If this woman wants to harm me, she just needs to ambush hundreds of knives and axes in the hall. There is no need to do these tricks of kneeling and worshipping, let's see what happened with her.
OK, let's lead the way
Since the other party is respectful to him, Long Hui doesn't need to be polite, he said simply and clearly
Yes! And when the subordinates accept the Jiuxiao True Book for the Dragon Lord, they will guide the Dragon Lord.
I saw Yu Wuhen pinch the lotus finger in his hand, aiming at the hanging Jiuxiao Zhenshu, and gestured. After brushing the ground, the silk fell into her hand.
Yu Wuhen held the Jiuxiao True Scroll with both hands and sent it to Long Hui respectfully: Lord Long please accept it
Long Hui is not polite, he will take it at will
The two walked through the back hall and came to a simple and majestic pavilion.
Yu Wuhen pressed his hand on the heavy and thick door, and saw her secretly lifting her true energy, exuding strength in her palm, and a blue light suddenly filled the entire door.
Kakaka sounded as the metal door shaft rotated, and the door slowly opened. Long Hui couldn't help but admire the woman a little more. This door was at least a thousand pounds. Seeing that she was raising weight easily, she pushed it open with a press. This skill is probably not inferior to the Dharma-Ming King who had pursued him.
Dragon Lord, please come down
Entering the attic, it's dark all around
Snap!
The fire jumped, and suddenly the light shone brightly. Long Hui looked closely and saw that the surrounding stone walls were covered with orange-red glass lamps, illuminating the inside of the attic as day. Looking around, the surrounding stone walls were shining brightly under the flames, and at the same time, adding a little more light to the room. The huge stone room only had a table in the center.
Yu Wuhen pointed at the table and said: Lord Dragon, there are the remaining eight Jiuxiao real scrolls on the table. Please read them.
Long Hui looked over and saw a jade box in the middle of the table. When he opened the lid, he saw that there were eight silk pieces of silk in the jade box. The texture and pattern were exactly the same as those on Long Hui's hands.
Long Hui secretly called himself strange and couldn't help asking: Yu Sihuan, you said that the Jiuxiao True Book is a book of six pieces of practice, but the above does not record any words. How did you practice?
Yu Wuhen said: Lord Huilong, the true scroll of Jiuxiao was made by Lord Dragon from the mysterious crystals outside the sky. The nine silk silks are all spiritual, and they need special skills to activate them to reveal the text.
After saying that, I picked up one and entered the true essence. I saw that the silk was suddenly made of golden light, and tens of thousands of words appeared in the golden light. Long Hui was stunned.
Long Hui said: You always say that I wrote this Jiuxiao Real Book, but why do I have no impression of it?
Yu Wuhen said: It doesn’t matter, as long as the Dragon Lord re-educates the magical skills, his memory will gradually recover.
Long Hui was stunned and asked: Cultivating magical skills? Can I also practice this Jiuxiao True Scroll?
Long Hui felt a little happy in his heart. A wonderful method of the sky attracted many battles between good and evil. Who knew that this magical power originated from the Jiuxiao True Scroll. This Jiuxiao True Scroll is the root of the wonderful method of the Skyo. Its magical power is definitely above the wonderful method of the Skyo. If you practice such a unique skill, you will definitely kill your enemy with your own hands.
Yu Wuhen shook his head and said: No, the Jiuxiao True Scroll is just a classic created by the Dragon Lord for us and other mortals back then, not the Dragon Lord’s true magical power.
Long Hui's heart thumped wildly and he thought: Isn't the Jiuxiao True Scroll the most powerful magical skill in the Panlong Holy Vein?
Long Hui also felt the power of the Jiuxiao True Scroll. If he hadn't brought that silk piece, he would have died without a place to bury himself. He couldn't help but ask: What kind of secret method is Jiuxiao True Scroll? Can Si Huan tell me?
Yu Wuhen nodded and said: The Nine Sky True Scroll is divided into nine volumes of "Sea, Ice, Break, God, Flame, Thunder, Destroy, Qing, Wind". Each volume has extraordinary power. The subordinates practice the sea scroll and the God scroll. Therefore, the internal energy of the subordinates can turn into the power of the angry sea. The God scroll records mysterious magic. The practitioners can communicate with the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. Their spiritual consciousness reaches the nine heavens and reach the yellow spring. The silk that Zhu Xuzi takes away is the broken scroll, specializing in destroying the world's martial arts and magic...
Long Hui said: Then isn’t this broken scroll the nemesis of the other eight real scrolls?
Yu Wuhen smiled and said: No, the nine true volumes are mutually generated and restrained, and there is no saying that who defeats who, who defeats who decides the winner or loses. It is the practitioner himself. According to common sense, water overcomes fire, but a huge fire cannot be extinguished by a small bottle of water. Zhu Xuzi only understands the method of breaking the "Hang Xuanming Gong" from the broken volume. Moreover, the true volume of Jiuxiao is not a rigid secret. It records the three thousand great ways. Different people have different understandings when practicing. Even if they practice the same volume, they will have different effects.
Yu Wuhen talked endlessly about the characteristics of the Jiuxiao Real Scroll to Long Hui. He couldn't learn it immediately after listening to Long Hui.
Cui Die gritted her teeth and whispered: This shameless little hoof, she fell in love with that kid again so soon.
Cui Die wanted to walk away, but the delicate voice kept drilling into his ears, like feathers constantly twitching in his heart. His originally light steps became a little slow, and a faint red glow suddenly appeared on his pretty face, which added a bit of beauty.
Cui Die spat, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, turned around and left. At this moment, Long Hui's low voice suddenly sounded in his ears: Liu'er, who is better than your son-in-law?
Cui Die was angry: Shameless brat, dare to joke with Shao Ting
Just as Cui Die was furious and wanted to pull the two out, he heard Liu'er's delicate gasp: Young Master, your stick is bigger than my son-in-law and longer than his... Well... Be gentle... You cruel man, you have to death...
Cui Die's ears heat up and cursed in his heart: You shameless little slut, this kind of thing is also said.
As the gods and ghosts were sent, Cui Die walked quietly to the woodshed door, and only heard the sound inside becoming clearer. In addition to Liu'er's moan, there was also the sound of flesh and silk on the two of them, and even the sound of the intercourse was faintly heard.
Cui Die was like being in a furnace, her whole body was dry and hot. When she recalled that day, Cui Die couldn't help but feel numb with her legs.
Just as Qin Suya and Long Hui parted, the two had a battle of money in the room. Cui Die accidentally passed by their rooms. He heard a strange noise in the room and secretly stumbled, which made her feel ashamed.
Cui Die wanted to turn his head and leave, but Long Hui was killing Qin Suya so much that she abandoned her armor and begged for mercy. Cui Die actually did something incredible and stopped to look around.
At that time, the two men's fight was coming to an end. Cui Die just watched it for a while before leaving, but the scene of that day was deeply engraved in his mind. Whenever he dreamed at midnight, Cui Die always felt like tens of thousands of ants were biting and it was difficult to fall asleep.
Even if you fall asleep, you will always dream that you are being caressed by a man. Cui Die was tortured so much that he could only fight Long Hui three times apart, using martial arts to divert attention.
Unexpectedly, that day, the bastard took the opportunity to be frivolous and used his plump breasts to clamp the shameful thing. Even Han Shaoting never treated him like this.
Cui Die has been in a mess since then and has no peace of mind and has no peace of mind.
Cui Die said intimately: The Long man bullies me too much, and I will definitely bring you today...
Cui Die didn't pay any attention to what he wanted to do to Long Hui. He wandered outside the door for a long time, and suddenly a loud moan came from behind the door: Ah... Give up your life Ah... Liu'er can't do it anymore, Mr. Long, please let me go
Cui Die thought: This little girl has never seen her as weak when she was having fun with Shao Ting. I don't believe that this guy is so brave.
So he went to the crack in the door and looked inside. He saw Liu'er lying on the stove, her skirt was lifted up, her round buttocks were sticking out, and she was shy and coquettishly ending Long Hui's thrust
The giant dragon under Long Hui's crotch rushed into Liu'er's clam without any hesitation. The clam's mouth was stretched open and turned into a thin layer. The penis was full and tense, and the whole flower room was tight.
As Long Hui goes deeper, Liu'er's snowy muscles will tense up, and a burst of cute goose bumps will appear on her jade skin.
Cui Die has served Liu'er with her husband many times, and knows the physiological reaction of this girl. As soon as Han Shaoting stabbed her flower heart, Liu'er would tense all over and have goose bumps. Her posture was very enchanting, which made Han Shaoting want to fuck Liu'er out of this posture and was willing to give up. Cui Die has also eaten jealous several times. Fortunately, Han Shaoting did not succeed every time, and he no longer cared about these things over time.
At this moment, Liu'er's soul was flew away by Long Hui's fucking. Xiangpo left his body. After a closer look, the dragon spear under Long Hui's crotch was always full of no entry into Liu'er's body. Every time, a small half of the dragon spear lingers outside Yumen Pass.
In the past two times, Cui Die was panicked and did not see Long Hui's capital clearly. Now, when she looked carefully, she was so scared that she almost cried out.
OK, so big...How can Liu'er afford it...
Cui Die covered her mouth and thought, Shao Ting is not as big as his.
Thinking of this, Cui Die secretly spat: Cui Die, you shameless thing, think about these dirty things
Thinking of her deceased husband, Cui Die had calmed down, breathed turbidly, leaving without looking back, leaving the little mandarin ducks in the woodshed
The next morning, Feng Wangchen came to visit early, and Cui Die led the crowd to welcome him
Feng Wangchen and Cui Die exchanged a few greetings and asked Long Hui where he was. Cui Die ordered his servant to invite Long Hui out.
When Feng Wangchen saw Long Hui, he seemed to see a treasure, his eyes shining.
Mr. Long, you have calculated it
Feng Wangchen introduced to Long Hui that this girl was the moon-looking messenger in the Dragon Palace.
Long Hui saw a tall, veiled woman who was blessed to him and said: The little woman looked at the moon and came to invite the young master to visit the Dragon Palace on the order of the Dragon Sacrifice Huan.
Her voice was low and slightly hoarse, neither as crisp and sweet as Chu Wanbing, nor as gentle and elegant as Qin Suya, nor as mature and charming as Cui Die, but it has a mysterious and dignified atmosphere, which is hard to refuse
Although Long Hui is a monk with a slight tact, he has the mentality of being at ease since he comes, and does not think too much, and nods to agree.
Four pure white tall horses, the body of the car made of shiny and bright wood is wrapped in soft royal blue velvet satin, and the roof is inlaid with a fist-sized night pearl. This circle of crystal wind chimes hangs around the tent, walking along the way, as crisp and pleasant as singing a song
Long Hui sat in the car, secretly stunning
The carriage is even more luxurious, with black nanmu body, carved beams and painted buildings, and ingenious skills.
All flowers and plants are golden leaves, gemstone flower heart. The moon-looking messenger, this carriage is so luxurious, I think even the carriage of the Middle Earth Emperor is just like this
Long Hui sighed
Wangyue, who was sitting in the same carriage with Long Hui, said calmly: Because he was too hasty and lacked preparation, Wangyue was worried about being neglected after hearing the young master's words, Wangyue put down the big stone in his heart.
VIP, what kind of virtue can you be a VIP of Panlong Holy Vein? Long Hui secretly ridiculed himself
Although the moon opposite is covered with a veil, the willow eyebrows are covered with skin, the eyelashes are slender, and the eyes are even more crystal clear and spiritual. It makes people feel full of expectations and desire to lift the veil.
The carriage was escorted by a pair of cavalry to the bottom of a mountain
This mountain stands tall and deep into the sky. From a distance, it looks like a giant dragon rising into the sky, with its teeth and claws and majestic appearance. This is the center of the Panlong Holy Vein + Shenlong Peak
The carriage slowly drove into Shenlong Peak along the artificially excavated mountain path. The mountain path winded up and there was a level every distance. The defense was tight. In addition, the terrain of Shenlong Peak was dangerous, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The Dragon Palace was built at the highest point of Shenlong Peak, and it was difficult to reach the carriage. After the carriage arrived at the designated location, Wangyue led Long Hui to the top of Shenlong Peak.
Following the artificially excavated stone steps, Long Hui felt that the surroundings were filled with mist. It was not that the Linglie Mountain wind blew, but that the stone steps spread to the depths of the sea of clouds.
Walking on the stone steps, Long Hui actually had an endless illusion
Just listen to the moon and said: If there is no one to guide you, the visitors will only keep wandering among the stone steps, and they will be in a dilemma. They will neither reach the Dragon Palace nor go out. In the end, they will be exhausted and starved to death.
Long Hui thought: What a vicious formation, I don’t know what strange things are in the Dragon Palace
With the Moon-Surveying Messenger leading the way, Long Hui quickly walked to the end of the stone steps. Although he was ready, Long Hui was still shocked by the scenery in front of him.
A beautiful and magnificent palace is located in front of you!
White jade paved the road for the wall, black gold paved the way, and every half of the way, a fire frame that was ten feet tall was erected, purple flames were pounding, and the strange atmosphere was fully revealed
I saw sandalwood on the top of the palace as beams, crystal jade bi as lamps, pearls as curtains, and fan gold as pillars. The silk tent was embroidered with pearls and silver threads, crabapple flowers, and the wind blew, like falling from clouds, mountains and sea of illusions.
The most incredible thing is the crystal clear pillar, which is inlaid with the pattern of cloud dragons soaring into the sky. It is obviously carved by extremely clever techniques to Wangyue and lead Longhui to slowly walk into the main hall. I saw a person standing in the middle of the platform. Although he was wearing a dark blue robe, he could not hide his graceful figure. It was obviously a woman. She was also covered with a gauze like Wangyue. It was difficult to see her true face clearly. But her eyes were actually crystal blue, but like the deep sea water. As the saying goes: a bright inch of eyes shines on the autumn waves, and a thousand hu of pearls felt that there were not many
Wangyue bowed to the woman and said: Si Huan, Wangyue lived up to her entrustedness, and she had invited Mr. Long to come.
Thank you for your hard work, look at the moon, please leave for now
Only hearing Si Huan speak, although she was talking, Long Hui felt her voice was illusory and unpredictable.
Young Master Long, I am worshiping the Dragon Temple of the Dragon Temple, and welcome you to the Panlong Holy Vein
Long Hui felt that the person in front of him seemed real and illusory, and there was an unreal feeling. Suddenly, a blue light shot. Long Hui subconsciously reached out to block it, but found that his body was as heavy as lead, and he immediately saw a snow-white palm slapped his chest.
Could she take my life?
I just felt a powerful force as strong as the sea waves came from this slender palm, and Long Hui's muscles and bones were torn apart again, and a mouthful of blood suddenly ejaculated out of the cavity.
If you don't want to die, show your true skills
Si Huan said calmly, her tone was still extremely cold and had no emotion
While speaking, three more points of internal force were urged, and the true energy like the angrily waves rushed into Long Hui's body
Although Long Hui was caught off guard, he was not a fledgling person. He took a breath and pulled out his true energy from his dantian to resist Si Huan's internal strength. However, Long Hui's cultivation was always limited. Si Huan's internal strength seemed to be above Cui Die. In a moment, Long Hui's true energy was overwhelmed by the other party.
Is this just your ability? I am so disappointed!
A trace of murderous intent appeared in Si Huan's eyes, and she raised five points of Yuangong again, and spit out the strength in her palm. She heard a roar of Long Hui spitting vermilion red with her mouth. She fell to the ground in response, and the blood dyed her clothes into a shocking vermilion red with her clothes.
Si Huan looked at Long Hui lying on the ground and murmured to herself: Is he not the one who prophesied by his ancestors? Alas...
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in Long Hui's chest, and a golden light rushed out of Long Hui's arms. Si Huan looked closely and saw a transparent silk hanging in the air, emitting dazzling golden light.
Si Huan exclaimed: Jiuxiao’s real scroll!
Unreasonable, dare to plot against me
Long Hui stood up with his chest covering his chest and shouted loudly: The witch takes her life!
Waving his palm to slash at the sacred Huan
Si Huan waved her palm to block the grid, her jade palm turned into huge waves, and the waves of thousands of miles of sea waves were overwhelming.
On the other hand, Long Hui let out the long roar that made the dragons worship, its power was like an angry thunder and a strong wind. At the same time, Long Hui's palm was like a dragon soaring all over the world. No matter how stormy waves, you have to obey.
Dragon Roar?
Si Huan's mind was shocked, her palm was actually affected, her voice was already weaker than three points
The two palms hit each other, making a loud noise, and the real dragon entered the sea and the waves stopped
Si Huan took a few steps in a row, and dripping sweat dripped from her snow-white forehead, but Long Hui was as stable as Mount Tai, standing still
After seizing the upper hand, Long Hui did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him because he was very curious about the silk hanging in the air, and the Si Huan seemed to recognize the silk.
Witch, what other means can you come out?
Long Hui looked at Si Huan vigilantly. In his opinion, this woman was weird everywhere, and her internal strength was still above Cui Die. He was just showing his power for a moment, but who knew the sound of the dragon roar.
It will work next time, after all, my martial arts fail.
Si Huan walked forward a few steps, lifted her skirt slightly, and knelt down to Longhui with both knees and said: The 34th generation of the dragon worshipped Huan Yu Wuhen to meet the Dragon Lord
Which one is playing this?
Long Hui would rather this woman point at him with a knife and a sword, and now he doesn't know what to do
Yu Wuhen said: Wuhen received a message from the dragon the day before yesterday and learned that the real dragon was back. In order to verify, Wuhen dared to offend him and asked the Dragon Lord to sue him.
Long Hui shook his head and said: What exactly are you saying? I am not a dragon master, nor a real dragon.
Yu Wuhen said: It's not wrong, you are the true dragon master who has been waiting for for many years by 100,000 people of the Dragon Saint Vein. If you were not the dragon master, why were the hundreds of dragons in the deserted sea respecting you? And only the blood of the true dragon can inspire this Jiuxiao True Scroll
Since I got the weird silk, a series of incredible things have happened to me. First, the light of inspiration suddenly appeared, the literary talent exploded, and then absorbed the skills of others. The most intriguing thing is that the injury recovered quickly.
Long Hui swallowed his spit and said: Si Huan, what is the name of that silk?
Yu Wuhen looked at the silk silk that emitted golden light and said: This is the Jiuxiao True Scroll, which is the basis of the martial arts and techniques of the six masters of the Panlong Holy Vein. The six magical powers all originated from this true scroll
Long Huiqi said: Since it is such a valuable treasure, why did it fall into the Central Plains and still fall into my hands?
Yu Wuhen said: There are nine silk pieces in the Jiuxiao Real Scroll. The silk in the Dragon Lord’s hand should have been brought to the Central Plains by Zhu Xuzi 300 years ago.
At this time, Long Hui remembered what happened to Zhu Xuzi and asked: By the way, what happened to Zhu Xuzi in the Panlong Holy Vein back then?
Yu Wuhen lowered his head: Zhu Xuzi was floating across the ocean and entering the deserted sea. At that time, Shenlong Sihuan predicted that this person had a great opportunity to be with the Panlong Holy Vein. He ordered the dragon to introduce him to the Panlong Holy Vein and meet Zhu Xuzi. Lao Sihuan learned that in order to eliminate the chaos of the Middle Earth Demon Sect, he went out to sea to find a way to crack the "Hang Xuanming Gong". So he gave him a Jiuxiao True Scroll, and said that three hundred years later, this true volume could bring back the true dragon lord Zhu Xuzi to the Panlong Holy Vein. After obtaining the Jiuxiao True Scroll, he suddenly realized the great way and created the wonderful method of the sky.
This past story really surprised Long Hui, and his mind was still in a mess: What kind of true dragon lord? What a joke...
Yu Wuhen continued: Lord Dragon, if you don’t believe me, please follow your subordinates. Then you will know the whole story.
Long Hui swallowed his spit and thought: If this woman wants to harm me, she just needs to ambush hundreds of knives and axes in the hall. There is no need to do these tricks of kneeling and worshipping, let's see what happened with her.
OK, let's lead the way
Since the other party is respectful to him, Long Hui doesn't need to be polite, he said simply and clearly
Yes! And when the subordinates accept the Jiuxiao True Book for the Dragon Lord, they will guide the Dragon Lord.
I saw Yu Wuhen pinch the lotus finger in his hand, aiming at the hanging Jiuxiao Zhenshu, and gestured. After brushing the ground, the silk fell into her hand.
Yu Wuhen held the Jiuxiao True Scroll with both hands and sent it to Long Hui respectfully: Lord Long please accept it
Long Hui is not polite, he will take it at will
The two walked through the back hall and came to a simple and majestic pavilion.
Yu Wuhen pressed his hand on the heavy and thick door, and saw her secretly lifting her true energy, exuding strength in her palm, and a blue light suddenly filled the entire door.
Kakaka sounded as the metal door shaft rotated, and the door slowly opened. Long Hui couldn't help but admire the woman a little more. This door was at least a thousand pounds. Seeing that she was raising weight easily, she pushed it open with a press. This skill is probably not inferior to the Dharma-Ming King who had pursued him.
Dragon Lord, please come down
Entering the attic, it's dark all around
Snap!
The fire jumped, and suddenly the light shone brightly. Long Hui looked closely and saw that the surrounding stone walls were covered with orange-red glass lamps, illuminating the inside of the attic as day. Looking around, the surrounding stone walls were shining brightly under the flames, and at the same time, adding a little more light to the room. The huge stone room only had a table in the center.
Yu Wuhen pointed at the table and said: Lord Dragon, there are the remaining eight Jiuxiao real scrolls on the table. Please read them.
Long Hui looked over and saw a jade box in the middle of the table. When he opened the lid, he saw that there were eight silk pieces of silk in the jade box. The texture and pattern were exactly the same as those on Long Hui's hands.
Long Hui secretly called himself strange and couldn't help asking: Yu Sihuan, you said that the Jiuxiao True Book is a book of six pieces of practice, but the above does not record any words. How did you practice?
Yu Wuhen said: Lord Huilong, the true scroll of Jiuxiao was made by Lord Dragon from the mysterious crystals outside the sky. The nine silk silks are all spiritual, and they need special skills to activate them to reveal the text.
After saying that, I picked up one and entered the true essence. I saw that the silk was suddenly made of golden light, and tens of thousands of words appeared in the golden light. Long Hui was stunned.
Long Hui said: You always say that I wrote this Jiuxiao Real Book, but why do I have no impression of it?
Yu Wuhen said: It doesn’t matter, as long as the Dragon Lord re-educates the magical skills, his memory will gradually recover.
Long Hui was stunned and asked: Cultivating magical skills? Can I also practice this Jiuxiao True Scroll?
Long Hui felt a little happy in his heart. A wonderful method of the sky attracted many battles between good and evil. Who knew that this magical power originated from the Jiuxiao True Scroll. This Jiuxiao True Scroll is the root of the wonderful method of the Skyo. Its magical power is definitely above the wonderful method of the Skyo. If you practice such a unique skill, you will definitely kill your enemy with your own hands.
Yu Wuhen shook his head and said: No, the Jiuxiao True Scroll is just a classic created by the Dragon Lord for us and other mortals back then, not the Dragon Lord’s true magical power.
Long Hui's heart thumped wildly and he thought: Isn't the Jiuxiao True Scroll the most powerful magical skill in the Panlong Holy Vein?
Long Hui also felt the power of the Jiuxiao True Scroll. If he hadn't brought that silk piece, he would have died without a place to bury himself. He couldn't help but ask: What kind of secret method is Jiuxiao True Scroll? Can Si Huan tell me?
Yu Wuhen nodded and said: The Nine Sky True Scroll is divided into nine volumes of "Sea, Ice, Break, God, Flame, Thunder, Destroy, Qing, Wind". Each volume has extraordinary power. The subordinates practice the sea scroll and the God scroll. Therefore, the internal energy of the subordinates can turn into the power of the angry sea. The God scroll records mysterious magic. The practitioners can communicate with the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. Their spiritual consciousness reaches the nine heavens and reach the yellow spring. The silk that Zhu Xuzi takes away is the broken scroll, specializing in destroying the world's martial arts and magic...
Long Hui said: Then isn’t this broken scroll the nemesis of the other eight real scrolls?
Yu Wuhen smiled and said: No, the nine true volumes are mutually generated and restrained, and there is no saying that who defeats who, who defeats who decides the winner or loses. It is the practitioner himself. According to common sense, water overcomes fire, but a huge fire cannot be extinguished by a small bottle of water. Zhu Xuzi only understands the method of breaking the "Hang Xuanming Gong" from the broken volume. Moreover, the true volume of Jiuxiao is not a rigid secret. It records the three thousand great ways. Different people have different understandings when practicing. Even if they practice the same volume, they will have different effects.
Yu Wuhen talked endlessly about the characteristics of the Jiuxiao Real Scroll to Long Hui. He couldn't learn it immediately after listening to Long Hui.
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