The true dragon's breath is flowing freely.
Xia Ming was looking far into the distance from the tower of the city's main building.
To be precise, he was watching a house raid.
To raid the residence of the right general Wang Sheng cannot actually be called a house raid.
Xia Ming vaguely remembered that the approval document he signed was for rectification and repairs to correct the atmosphere.
The house was searched by Po Liuhan. Po Liuhan had a donkey with him, so he would definitely not miss anything.
Xia Ming was very relieved about this.
To a certain extent, that little donkey is more useful than a dog.
Beside Xia Ming, Qinglong Daozi stood facing the wind, unusually quiet.
The silence was mixed with a hint of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.
Amid the indifference, there was a hint of resentment that penetrated the bone marrow.
Looking at Qinglong Daozi like this.
Xia Ming, who had keen senses, felt uneasy in his heart, like a light on his back.
"Could it be...that it's my imagination?"
"Or, what did that dog and donkey say bad things about me again?"
"Damn donkey! You must have said something bad about me!"
"Wait until this guy comes back and see how I hammer it!"
Ignoring the weird Qinglong Daozi, Xia Ming picked up the tea cup and drank tea quietly.
The tea is Qinghun tea, the water is Lengpoquan, and the burning material is Zixu charcoal.
What is particularity?
This is the real emphasis!
Lengpo Qinghun tea has a sweet taste and a long aftertaste.
After taking one gulp, the energy surged into his soul and lasted endlessly. Xia Ming suddenly felt relaxed and relaxed.
Xia Ming couldn't help but sigh while sipping Qinghun tea and thinking about the good things in the storage bag.
These thieves on the road... are so fat!
There are some of the best soul materials such as Qinghun Tea.
Although it is not the top Qinghun tea, it is still rare.
At this moment, Xia Ming suddenly heard another rush of footsteps.
Turning around after hearing the sound, a young and beautiful woman gradually came into view.
The eyes are like the colorful moon, and the face is like fat.
It was General Zuo who came.
Li Yuer.
The apprentice of an old scholar.
Putting down the tea cup, Xia Ming said with a half-smile, "General Zuo is looking for me, what's the matter?"
Listening to Xia Ming's slightly frivolous voice, Li Yu'er's little face turned crimson again.
After calming down for a while, Li Yuer took off the colorful storage bag from his waist.
"City Lord, City Lord is right, practitioners should not care about external things, but should seek within and strengthen their Taoist heart."
"So, City Lord, I would like to ask City Lord to accept this object. From now on, my subordinates must concentrate on the Tao! Try to advance to the Eight Cauldrons as soon as possible!"
"I...I will definitely follow the footsteps of the city lord and work hard to build the bandits on the road!"
"I...I will try my best!"
Looking at the colorful storage bags on the jade case and glancing at Li Yu'er, a strange look gradually appeared on Xia Ming's face.
Xia Ming also didn't expect that Li Yu'er actually listened to the nonsense he said in the dark cell.
While his mind was wandering, Xia Ming asked one more question out of curiosity.
"General Zuo, what do you have in this bag? Will it actually affect your Taoist heart?"
The corner of his eye glanced at Qinglong Daozi, whose face was cold and pale. Li Yuer hesitated and finally said it.
"Reporting back to the city lord, there are thousands of years of pure white dragon ginseng, a wisp of morning sun purple energy, a six-cauldron condensed earth energy and..."
"General Zuo has said so much. You must be thirsty too. Please sit down and drink this fragrant tea."
Seeing that Li Yu'er wanted to continue talking, Xia Ming stopped him in time.
If he didn't stop it, Xia Ming was afraid that his Taoist mind would be in chaos.
do not judge a book by it's cover.
Although Zuo Jiang looks silly, she is really fat.
In view of the relationship between left general Li Yuer and the old scholar, Xia Ming had every reason to suspect that the old scholar was fishing for law enforcement.
The contents of Li Yu'er's storage bag are definitely enough for a thief on the road. General Zuo is plotting against him!
With his thoughts clear, Xia Ming took a few steps back without leaving any trace.
Although the left general looks harmless, he might be the hook thrown by the old scholar.
Xia Ming bites the hook, while the old scholar dares to lift the pole.
hum.
This plan...can be called clumsy!
Can I, Xia Ming, be fooled like this?
Looking at the little girl holding a teacup in front of her, quietly sipping tea.
A smile gradually appeared on the corner of Xia Ming's mouth.
As witty as I am.
Seeing all this in his eyes, Qinglong Daozi on the side felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Qinglong Daozi understands very well that in this plan, giving gifts is probably fake, but giving gifts is real!
Courageous little thief!
How dare you snatch me to raise a green dragon?
At this moment, Li Yu'er was holding the fragrant tea in her hand, her mouth was filled with sweetness, and she felt even more happy in her heart.
"Green Soul Tea, what the City Lord gave me to drink turned out to be Green Soul Tea. Wow, the City Lord is very fond of me!"
The main tower of the city, the elegant rooms leaning on the railings, are filled with faint fragrance, and each has its own hidden agenda.
Xia Ming glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the gloomy old scholar outside the city lord's palace.
At this point, Xia Ming became more certain of his conjecture.
Fishing law enforcement!
Pooh!
The plot was actually on me!
Fortunately I was not fooled!
When Xia Ming sneered, without any warning, the entire Jingtong Shituo City suddenly trembled.
The tower shook, and then Xia Ming heard another low and suppressed crash.
The sound was very terrifying, like the roar of an earth dragon.
"earthquake?"
"Why is there such a big movement?"
In surprise, Xia Ming saw another huge mushroom cloud rising in the distant horizon.
"A nuclear explosion?"
"What else could it be if it wasn't a nuclear explosion?"
"I'm a goddamn cultivator, but there are people who can become more advanced in science and technology!"
"This must not be my fault, I don't know how to do this!"
The ground rumbled, and in an instant, the situation suddenly changed.
Then, a whirlpool of wind blew up from the Bone Burial Sea.
In the wind, countless slender crimson strands are wrapped in thousands of auras.
Almost in an instant, Jingtong Shituo City was directly submerged by the crimson rain.
Although Xia Ming held his breath in time, the crimson energy still quietly penetrated into his body.
In an instant, the scarlet gears in Xia Ming's body suddenly began to rotate.
As the gears twisted and Qi and blood surged, Xia Ming's soul also began to ripple.
The lower dantian furnace slowly lit up, and all the crimson breath lingering around was swallowed up by its whale.
At the same time, Xia Ming's soul began to shake slightly.
As soon as Xia Ming's soul was unstable, his little pets began to take the opportunity to talk.
Little by little, various sounds began to echo in Xia Ming's ears.
If it had been anyone else, they would have gone crazy.
But Xia Ming was no longer surprised.
In the Upper Dantian, a group of cranes were noisy.
[Quack, quack, boss! Boss! 】
[So the boss is a dragon? It’s so delicious! No wonder the boss smells so good too! 】
[Oh, damn He Jiu, you messed up my heart! How could the boss be a dragon? The boss is Crane! Boss He! 】
[Gu Gu Gu Gua, shut up, both of you. The boss is really cool. Do you understand that he is really cool? 】
[Any ingredient with a little bit of cooking will become extremely sweet! 】
【Quack, quack, quack! 】
Listening to Heba's crazy words, Xia Ming directly suppressed the entire upper dantian.
Xia Ming finally understood at this moment that to those young ancestors, he had always been called Zhenxian.
Really fresh?
Why not call it Taile!
Quack, quack, quack!
It’s broken, and my Taoist mind is also messed up.
damn it!
The soul was further lost, and Xia Ming heard the strange noise in the middle dantian again.
[Hong Luo, Hong Luo, do you think we can still reach the other side in this life? 】
【Too swallow! I warn you! If you want to die, I won't stop you. If you want to die, don't drag me to death with you! 】
[The master now has the blood of the true dragon, and with this weird body, he might be able to breed something! 】
[If anything happens to the master, it will be the end of your life for you and me. 】
[You kid has already tricked me to death once. You can’t be so shameless as a demon! 】
While the two demons were whispering, Xia Ming actually heard the voice coming from the lower dantian again.
Hazy and intermittent, but you can always hear one or two key words.
[True dragon, hybrid, generation! 】
As if aware of Xia Ming's prying eyes, Zhao Yuanfeng started howling ghostly at the young master again.
After that, it was just a bunch of flattery and false talk without any valuable information.
While instructing all "Mo Jun" to grind well, Xia Ming turned up the intensity of the intense white fire in his dantian. Zhao Yuanfeng needs to practice hard!
Beat him to death!
After doing all this, Xia Ming's eyes changed quietly.
At the end of the field of vision, above the clouds, a magnificent building looms.
The tower reaches the sky, and the light inside shines, as if it contains thousands of creations.
The tower is covered with dazzling dragon scales, shining brightly in the world.
His eyes tightened, and Xia Ming's soul was shaken.
"This is……"
"Longmen Tianque!?"
"It can't be wrong! This is Longmen Tianque!"
"Excluding the fact that I am a dragon, it must be because of the blood mist!"
"What the hell is that!"
In shock, Xia Ming saw another glimmer of hope.
A glimmer of hope for physical, half-step transcendence.
"Longmen Tianque, refines Qi and blood, transforms the soul, this is the destiny!"
"Transformed into a dragon in the flesh, half-step to transcendence, if the immortal cannot come out, who can compete with him!"
In addition to being excited, Xia Ming felt deeply worried.
Is it really so easy to get such a good fortune?
The mushroom cloud not far away seems to be the Holy Continent of Shitu City on horseback!
What does this bloody mist have to do with the Zhongji Holy Continent?
Transformed into a dragon, half-step to transcendence, it seems beautiful.
But what is the price to be paid behind this beauty?
With his thoughts floating around, Xia Ming glanced at Qinglong Daozi at the side.
Inspiration bursts out in an instant, and thoughts are accessible in an instant.
Far Eastern Tianye, Overseas Secret Land, Qinglong Taoism, Qinglong Daozi.
"Records of Qinglong Mountain People", "Experiences of Huanlong", and "Quotations of Saints"!
The so-called Qinglong Taoist is the Dragon Taoist!
Could it be that……
Is there anyone doing things like Qinglong Dao in this sea of bones?
Infused with Qi and blood, the monks are dragons, and the monks pouring into the Bone Burial Sea are the dragons he raised?
damn it! Who is this person! Can anyone really have such courage?
If he uses such a huge sea of bones as a pond to raise dragons, he will never become an immortal! ?
For him, where is the monk still a dragon?
It’s clearly a group of loach fish!
……
While shocked, Xia Ming also aroused a trace of resentment in his heart.
All the heroes in the world belong to me, right?
Those who raise animals will be swallowed by them!
You are not afraid of breaking your teeth!
The ghost that crawled out of nowhere has plotted against me!
Zhao Liuche didn't even eat me, so who do you think he is?
I, Xia Ming, am not a loach, I am a dragon!
Don't you want to see a dragon?
I will make it happen for you!
Let’s see who eats whom!
Horsey, a bunch of monsters and monsters.
As a true immortal, I will definitely wipe out the enemies in the world!
……
Xia Ming's thoughts were firm, and at the same time, the bones in his body trembled violently.
Then, Xia Ming received a message from Hun Daozi.
[Liansheng my disciple:]
【This is enough. 】
[My teacher will naturally make up for the grievances you have suffered. 】
[The Breath of the True Dragon, practiced properly, can help you practice your physical body. 】
[Stay behind in Shituo City, Jingtong, and wait for the teacher's arrangements. 】
【Think twice before acting, and never be reckless. 】
[Remember, remember. 】
The moment his mind trembled, Xia Ming's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.
With his piercing gaze, Xia Ming activated the blood elixir in his body.
The blood elixir is activated, and thoughts collide rapidly.
……
Master Hun, are you warning me?
Is there someone else’s eyes and ears beside me?
Or is it that the old scholar secretly complained?
That crimson aura was originally called the True Dragon's Breath?
Could it be that those who buried the sea and raised the dragon were bandits on the road?
What are they raising dragons to steal?
If they weren't stealing dragons on the road, then why did they steal Jingtong City?
What are these thieves planning?
Soul Taoist and Qi Taoist, what do they want to do?
After suppressing the many doubts in his heart and thinking over and over again, Xia Ming decided to write a reply to Taoist Soul first.
[Old man, I understand, don’t read it. 】
……
The far north, the secret land of lotus.
Taoist Soul slowly opened his eyes.
The color of the pupils diverges, gradually changing into the sky, nine is the ultimate.
The nine-circle pupil of reincarnation quietly looked at the chessboard in front of him.
On the chessboard, two colors, black and white, are strangulating madly, refusing to give in to each other.
The black dragon's attack was fierce, while the white dragon was crawling underneath, waiting for an opportunity to break through.
It’s hard to say who will win or lose here.
Staring at the chessboard pattern, Taoist Soul held a sunspot and slowly dropped it onto the chessboard.
pat-
The sound was clear and crisp, like cracked jade.
After the black piece was settled, Taoist Soul immediately picked up another chess piece.
pat-
Along with the sound of the falling child, there was also the long sigh of Taoist Soul.
"We have obtained the scenery. If we obtain the Grand View, this plan can be accomplished."
"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult."
……
At the same time that Xia Ming received the message from Taoist Soul.
The old scholar also received a message from Qi Daozi.
[Burial Bone Sign:]
[The Great Seal of Mohai is lost, it is not your fault, there is no need to blame yourself. 】
[The overall situation has arisen here. Stay behind in Jingtong and cooperate with the bandit arrangements on the road. 】
[It is urgent to strengthen the formation of Shituo City and control the new army. Don’t slack off. 】
[In the Thief Heaven, there are still several large formations entrusted to you, hurry up and arrange them so that Wang Sheng can assist you. 】
[This is about stealing thousands of years of orthodoxy on the road. You must not slack off. Remember, remember. 】
Qi Daozi was so cautious, so the old scholar naturally did not dare to delay.
After reading through it several times, the old scholar quickly replied.
[The burial sign is in compliance with the decree of Ya Sheng. 】
[My subordinates must do their best and never let down Ya Sheng’s trust. 】
Qi Daozi did not pursue Mo Hai Da Yin again, so naturally there was no need to continue the search activity.
At this time, the most important thing for the old scholar is to bring back his young disciple who is not experienced in the world.
If this was in the hands of that fellow Zai Liansheng, the old scholar would probably have no place to cry.
The old scholar spoke, but Xia Ming said nothing more.
One moment was the other, and Xia Ming didn't want to waste time on this matter.
It was Li Yu'er who looked a little depressed.
For a rebellious child, the more you don't let her do something, the more she will want to try.
The rectification work of Jingtong Shituo City ended in a hurry.
At the same time that the city lord's palace returned to peace, right general Wang Sheng was also released from the dark prison.
People are let go by old scholars, and Xia Ming has no time to pay attention to Wang Sheng.
Not only did he let him go, the old scholar also treated his injuries in time.
After all, he is a disciple of Qi Daozi, and it is impossible for the old scholar to sit back and watch Wang live and die in front of him.
The scars on the body heal easily, but the scars on the heart are not so easy to heal.
While feeling extremely regretful, Wang Sheng also always felt a phantom pain in his right hand.
It was the place where he was bitten by the evil dog Liansheng.
The strands are like maggots on the tarsal bones, squirming a few times from time to time.
The main character is a disgusting person.
Fortunately, Wang Sheng saw another glimmer of hope in the wind.
"Damn Liansheng Thirty-seven!"
"You wait for me! A gentleman takes revenge! It's not too late in ten years!"
"If I transform into a dragon and ascend to the level of transcendence, I will definitely become the sub-sage and take charge of the power on the road."
"When that happens, I will make your life worse than death! A thousand times! Ten thousand times to repay me for today's humiliation!"
"Not just you! And that damn long-mouthed mutt of yours!"
"It must die too!" (End of chapter)
