The First Cause of All Realms - v2 Chapter 957 I wish to save the mountain, where is the God of Wealth?

Huh~

Scattered moonlight shone on the knife surface, and it shone like water ripples. Under Yang Yu's watchful eyes, "Woooo" whispered softly.

The warming of the double-edged sword has been almost uninterrupted for so many years.

In martial arts, there is also the method of raising swords, but compared with the methods of raising swords in Longquan world, and even before ancient times, it is quite insufficient.

However, martial arts are warm and nurturing, focusing on the spirit, and the highest pursuit is the unity of man and knife, and he has been able to achieve this many years ago.

"Are you really going to follow the path of the Dharma Protector?"

Watching Yang Ju lose his mind while holding the knife, the Three-legged Golden Chan thought of something, and his eyes became a little sad:

"This road is not easy to walk..."

"How to say?"

Yang Yu came back to his senses.

Jiang Shentong stopped Yang Yu:

"Just take the water and burn it, it's just a ray of dim light floating in his shadow, turning into an incarnation that is the same as him, but more stern.

But the world is vast, and the holy places of various sects are extremely stingy in accepting disciples, so the road of casual cultivation is naturally not completely blocked.

"This, it's not good, it is said that anyone who does this will be haunted by resentment, and hundreds of ghosts will kill him, deepening the calamity..."

It was the first time for Yang Qiu to see this kind of magic weapon, and he just found it interesting.

Immediately waved and fetched the water from Bibotan.

"How do you use this pot?"

The unity of law and martial arts is still the core of martial arts, and the auxiliary of law.

call!

Jiang Shentong said.

[Level: Ten Capitals]

It is not unprepared that he has traveled thousands of miles to get rid of the river-saving dragon spirit. Although this pot cannot break through the dragon circle in the river and sea, it can force it out.

"pray?"

"Why, are you reluctant to part with this incense?"

Although Fellow Daoist agreed last night, Pindao still wants to say that you must want to get what you need in a short time.

"Fellow Daoist, is there a way?"

[Boil the sea in this pot, the sea will cool when the water is cold, and the sea will boil when the water boils]

Even if this process cannot increase the sharpness and level of the double-edged sword, for him, this process is extremely necessary.

"Anxiety, if you return to the Dragon Palace, I will return you ten times the incense!"

The magical effect of incense was vividly displayed on him at this moment. He was severely injured several times, and most of his dragon tendons were constricted, but at this moment the injury was still under control.

The water dragon general's chest rose and fell several times, and his breath calmed down again:

Inside the Bibotan Dragon Palace, a piece of blood was scattered, and under the spread of the smell of dragon blood, many fish and shrimps were frantically chasing and fighting.

"The difficult thing is not only the supernatural powers of killing, but any road will not be smooth sailing, without disaster or calamity"

The water-dividing dragon general pressed his eye sockets, feeling the severe pain of the dragon's tendon being pulled, and his expression, which had been calmed down for a long time, became extremely ferocious and indifferent again.

"The Bark of the Lost Dog!"

"This…"

Wu Dao hurriedly comforted...

Yang Ju ignored it, but calmly wiped the double-edged knife, breathed and breathed, and felt the rhythm of the blade.

Asked him about the City of Quest.

"Return? Why do you want to return it?"

Yang Yu watched quietly.

"Nanling children..."

Yang Jue sensed Hong Fa'er in the human race bag, struggling to urge the true fire of samadhi, his heart moved slightly, and he pulled Jiang Shentong to sit down.

"Fellow Daoist, this wicked dragon has seen how powerful you are, so I'm afraid he won't dare to come out..."

"Huh~"

The water-splitting dragon's face trembled wildly, but he managed to suppress it, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, sweeping all the aura of incense from the Empress of the Crystal Palace!

While thinking about it, Yang Ju turned around, grabbed the dancing toad, cast a spell and disappeared into the night.

"Don't worry, don't worry"

Jiang Shentong came with the wind and walked in the mist

Abandoned life does not mean that Yuanben is far behind

, in fact, his heels are not bad, at least, the heels on Ao Bo are not bad.

In the battle that night, he damaged the dragon's horns and tendons, and with the help of the incense, he was able to barely suppress the injury, which meant that he had recovered from his injury.

With his eyesight, he naturally couldn't see the Crystal Palace in the depths of the pool, and the dragon circle that criss-crossed and enveloped the entire Bibo Pool.

Jiang Shentong transmitted sound from afar.

"Perhaps, I should leave Wujian incarnation here, the deal with Han Xuantong is nothing, but Ao Bo...

Bibotan is so big that it looks like the sea.

The dragon's chant mixed with pain and anger pushed heavy water waves, spreading for several miles and dozens of miles, setting off a huge wave.

In the same way, Yuan Ben and Han Si who lived in the temple also saw it.

The water-dividing dragon general's expression sank, and immediately his eyes were filled with crimson red, and the extremely violent dragon chant pierced through the Crystal Palace in an instant.

"If it's available, I have to pay it back..."

The prayers of the believers are the source of the incense, but also the source of the 'poison'.

"Then..."

Surrounded by a large swath of water mist, Yang Yu stood above the water.

Yang Jue took over the pot and played with it.

However, except for the Buddhist sects, the real sacred places of great sects are very seldom willing to use incense to receive and guide Dao fruits in other places.

However, what made him miscalculate was that the second young master was in the water at all, and his cultivation base and supernatural powers were far superior to his, so the means he had prepared did not come in handy.

He has been the Bibo Dragon God for thousands of years, but he has always kept a respectful distance from the power of incense. It's not that he doesn't want to use it, but he really can't afford it!

Of course, the more critical thing is "Aochang River".

The air of incense is widely circulated in the Longquan world, and it can be used whether it is to guide Taoism, assist in cultivation, refine medicine, or heal injuries. The double-edged knife trembled and buzzed, it seemed a little bit happy, but also a little sad.

Jiang Shentong naturally cooperated and took out all the things he had prepared before, but under the raging flames, there was not even the slightest ripple in the pot.

"Even though the boy from Nanling has supernatural powers, he is still in the top ten ranks. You only need to recover from your injuries and kill him like a dog. Why do you have to fight with him?"

"The prayers of a group of ants, this dragon general, why would he care?"

"Sure enough, there is not enough firewood and firewood..."

But Wu Jian's incarnation trembled slightly, lost his indifference, turned into Yu Yang's appearance, and walked towards the famous Xiaoguan.

"Ten thousand years ago, when Emperor Longquan proclaimed the Tao, he divided the seas of the two lands and the rivers of the four wastelands, and determined the ownership of the heaven and the earth, and the water veins belonged to the dragon clan.

Inside the view, there is a shadow of a person flickering, under the moonlight, with the essence of the 'two wastes' fate, seriously practicing fists and kicks.

"The firewood and fire prepared by the poor can barely cook a corner of the Jianjiang River. This Bibo Pool is more than ten times larger than the Jianjiang River, and there are four directions of flowing water. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Gently wiped the long knife and put it back into the scabbard, Yang Jian just got up.

But at this moment, with the incarnation of Wujian, and his understanding of this world is getting deeper, he feels that this step can be enlarged.

Wu Dao couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart.

"This pot has the ability to boil rivers and seas. I didn't come here to use this pot to deal with that river-stinging dragon..."

This Bibo Pond is the core of the four rivers in the southeast. If you want to break the formation, you must have the power to cut off the four rivers and shake the mountains and rivers...

In the main hall, the lights flickered for a moment, and the incarnation of Wujian stopped in front of the statue. After a while, he suddenly reached out and grabbed a strand of incense.

Instructing Yuanben to practice martial arts was originally a boring attempt on his part. He didn't want to spread Ao Bo's thoughts widely. After all, if he did, his identity would be exposed.

"Dragon General, you are still injured, don't fight with him..."

Glancing at the boiling sea pot, Jiang Shentong shook his head slightly, and said seriously:

Believers pray to gods and Buddhas, and they have to fulfill their vows when they get protection, and gods use incense, and they also have to fulfill their vows, otherwise...

Even with the blessing of the fruit of killing the wolf, it still did not keep up with Yang Yu's footsteps. After arriving in Longquan, it has rarely been used.

The little toad was very moved and sighed:

"They are all dead, so there is no need to pay back!"

Yuan Ben is from Shanhai to Longquan, the most useless supernatural power master I have ever seen, but even so, he is still a supernatural power master.

This white pot looks only the size of a palm, but it can hold it very well. It has more than 10,000 catties in it, and the bottom of the pot has a shallow layer.

"call!"

"Dragon General!"

Shuilong Jiang calmed down and sneered again and again:

Yang prison thought in his heart.

It was dazed in a daze, thinking of its master, feeling a little irritable for no reason.

"It doesn't hurt to try it."

From the sky to the earth, two images were punched out, and they hit the pond water hard. Accompanied by roaring bursts, countless waves of water rose into the sky, and fell like heavy rain.

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly. Jiang Shentong was slightly firm, and still took out a dusty cauldron from his sleeve robe:

After a long time, Shuilong will let out a mouthful of turbid air, and look at Wu Dao coldly:

Shuishuilong stood up angrily, and was about to rush out. Wu Dao had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hugged him:

"Founding the sect"

"Is there such a magic weapon?"

If you use it, it is like gathering the luck of the crowd and accomplishing your own business. Naturally, there is no disadvantage.

Incense is non-toxic.

The sound was so loud that it passed through many water waves, and the huge Crystal Palace seemed to be shocked!

"The believers Zhang San prayed piously...just asking for a golden gun that never fails..."

【Pot for boiling the sea】

It's just that a pot has to be turned into a magic weapon, and the immortal gods before ancient times are too extravagant...

The practice of supernatural powers is not a secret to you at this time.

This is the foundation of sword practice.

"But if you fulfill your wish, the poison of the incense burns"

Because the bodhi tree shadow took root in the long river, he couldn't completely grasp the long river like Lu Chen.

"Inside these incense sticks are the prayers of hundreds of millions of souls..."

"Fellow Daoist Nanling! This Bibotan is a place where the four waters converge, and there is a magic circle of the dragon clan. If you want to break it, you can't do it without the four extremes!

There is no gap between the two worlds, the mixture of reality and reality, walking here, his body is like an illusion, even if he walked into it grandiosely, the Taoist of Cangjiang Gate who guarded outside did not notice it at all.

"Suck!"

Tens of miles apart, both Jiang Shentong's master and his disciples could only feel the steam blowing towards their faces, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

If you're not a god, you simply don't know how exaggerated and bizarre what those **** want..."

"Qiao Suo City is one of the most famous mutual markets in Nanling, but its scale is not large. The reason is that it is difficult for abnormal people to enter it. This is the reason why Ying Xuanlong was allowed to establish the city..."

"Who can win forever?"

"I have some thoughts, but it's hard to say whether it will be possible..."

"Let them die!"

"boom!"

Wu Dao felt a chill in his heart, and became a little firm:

"That's not necessarily the case.

Then we have to go to worship the ‘Temple of the God of Wealth,’…

Like the water-distributing dragon general, he also lost his memory in the Xuangong territory, but he could still remember the fiasco of the water-dividing dragon general that night.

"It's better than killing the way..."

Yang Ju wiped the blade lightly with a calm expression.

From the height of the fourth floor, he can clearly see his famous Xiaoguan.

Standing at the entrance of the main hall, Dai Qiao looked at the dragon general who breathed out on the throne, feeling a little worried and apprehensive.

"There are different ways to improve the practice of all kinds of supernatural powers. The practice of killing supernatural powers is only in the process of killing. The further you go, the more difficult it is..."

"Bitch, reptile..."

It has been several hours since it was fully loaded.

Within a ray of incense, there are likely to be hundreds of prayers from thousands of believers for the enshrined gods and Buddhas.

"Woo~"

bang

!

"With the exercise secrets and some elixir left by me, if he is diligent enough, within ten years, he may be able to achieve great success."

"Nanling children!"

"Dragon General misunderstood, Wu Dao is such a stingy dragon, but, although this incense is good, it is not ominous..."

Yang Jue sneered, but he didn't attack again, but returned to the shore together with Jiang Shentong.

"hold head high!"

"Fellow Daoist, your efforts will be wasted!"

Forcibly changing his fate, he can't do it right now, but this is not necessarily a bad thing.

It wasn't long before the two dragons talked, Wu Dao didn't even have time to reply, when he heard a muffled thunder rolling.

Killing supernatural powers should be practiced while killing, and escaping supernatural powers should naturally be refined while escaping. By analogy, those who can see the fate of heaven and those who count people's hearts are not exceptions.

"No hurry, no hurry"

"Bibo Pond is where all the waters gather, with our dragon formation, he must not dare to enter the water!

But how can I not know the power of this long river?

Jiang Shentong has some ideas:

[The magic weapon tempered with the god-seed of 'Boiling the Sea' as the core is a pot that a great **** used to boil soup and medicine, which has been broken...]

Yang Yu was a little surprised. Naturally, his sight cannot see through the other dimensions beyond the void, and naturally, he cannot see the incarnation of Wujian.

The venomous dragon chant stirred the water waves and echoed in the night.

"Who?!"

Even, the injuries on his body have not healed...

Just like Tongyou, its path of diligence lies in spying on fate, changing fate, rebelling against fate...

"The fate of the second waste..."

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Little Toad muttered.

Wu Dao hurriedly lowered his head:

"Fellow Daoists, don't forcefully break the formation. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This Bibo Lake has eleven tributaries, and there are seven cities with tens of millions of people. The many cities of..."

"This is the treasure that Pindao obtained from a ruin many years ago..."

The Longquan world has almost been divided up, and there is almost no sect holy land that can't monitor it.

"Nanling children!"

This poison is the prayer of all believers.

He has also heard of the supernatural power of burning mountains and boiling seas, and even, many years ago, in Duan Qilong, he had a glimpse of the power of burning mountains and supernatural powers.

Raising a knife has always been a long process.

Shuishuilong heaved his chest, already extremely angry, but the severe pain from his waist, abdomen and back made him calm down.

…

"Nanling boy, I will kill you when I recover from my injuries!"