Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 717 The Escape Dragon Palace
"get up"

Zhang Qingyun was a little embarrassed, he just closed and opened his eyes, and more than 800 years have passed.Returning again, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and things have changed.

The former demon hunting team now has only a dozen people left. The Su Han in front of him, the most common one in the demon hunting team, has grown into the Yuanshen realm. In this case, no accident, the five evils after more than 100 years Before the three gaps come, if you can't break through, you will die.

Five disadvantages and three deficiencies, others can not help, all on their own, five disadvantages and three deficiencies from the inside out, hard to guard against, and it does not come at a fixed time.That is to say, Su Han has to successfully break through the Dao of Lianxu Hedao in more than 100 years, otherwise he will undoubtedly die.

Looking at Su Han who is now covered in frost and is in great pain, Zhang Qingyun sighed quietly: "It's been so hard for you these years."

Su Han had a sore nose. No, his senses have been paralyzed and he can no longer perceive.But the tears gathered, and before they fell, they were already frozen. When they fell, there was a crisp sound on the blue ice layer on the ground.

The voice was crisp and pleasant, but in reality, it was sad.

Su Han got up with difficulty. His whole body was stiff, and he tried his best to resist the frosty air. He lay on the ground and got up. It was a difficult transition.However, at the next moment, he suddenly felt his hands, and soon his legs also felt it. On his nose and cheeks, a spring-like warmth began to gather from his internal organs, and the frosty air on his body evaporated into water mist.
The warmth in the body is very comfortable. It has been more than three hundred years, and I have never felt so comfortable.In the meridian, the mana that has been unable to function for more than 200 years, at this moment, like the surface of a river that has melted the ice, begins to surge.
"me."

Su Han choked up. After he was attacked by the Frost Dragon, he didn't make a sound. At that time, he moved slowly and couldn't go out. He couldn't use his magical powers at all. The mana in his whole body could barely resist the frost.

After more than three hundred years of torment, today he finally sees the light of day again and recovers.
In the courtyard, the frost receded, the warm wind blew in, and the cold air dissipated.

Su Han choked up and couldn't talk to himself. Zhang Qingyun patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be sad, and don't be grateful. You will recover within three days. When the time comes, contact other people and come to the magic. Divine capital Tianshiguan."

Su Han nodded heavily, Zhang Qingyun had disappeared in a blur before his eyes.As if it had never been here.If it wasn't for the warmth in his body, the icy air on his body dissipated, and the summer in the courtyard was approaching, Su Han would have thought it was an illusion.

Quickly running mana, Su Han's expression changed, and his brows and eyes were full of joy.For more than three hundred years of fighting against the frosty air, although he almost failed in the end, after more than three hundred years of tempering, his willpower is extremely strong.

Moreover, for more than three hundred years, he has continuously practiced his skills to resist the frosty air. His foundation is extremely solid, and he has accumulated a huge amount of mana in his body without refining it.Not only that, in the wood attribute, he felt a trace of the law of water and the law of frost.

Kneeling down and kowtowing again, Su Han was full of gratitude: "Thank you so much!"

He knew that this was when Zhang Qingyun patted him on the shoulder, and helped him refine these two laws, and integrated them into his own sea of ​​knowledge and mana. Just by patting his shoulder, he has cultivated three elements simultaneously!

"dad."

A hurried voice sounded, and before Su Han had time to get up, there were already four figures in the yard.Su Mutong was anxious and joyful: "I invited Fairy Kunlun for you!"

"Kunlun Fairy!"

Su Han's heart trembled. Others only thought that the Kunlun Fairy was a legend, and it was based on rumors that Su Han and other members of the hunting team realized that the four Kunlun Fairies were all the wives of Zhang Zhenren.

I just don't know why Zhang Zhenren disappeared and where he is.But Fairy Kunlun's strength is still deep in their memory.At the beginning of the recovery of spiritual energy back then, it was Fairy Kunlun who insisted on teaching the method of cultivation, which allowed the original descendants of Yan and Huang to occupy a continental plate.

And took the lead in becoming a holy place for practice. Although there were many difficulties in this process, Fairy Kunlun deduced the exercises suitable for people to practice, and then continued to evolve and improve the exercises.
Su Han knew very well that Fairy Kunlun was already a powerful cultivator before the spirit energy returned. Before Su Han, the legendary big Luo, had time to meet him, Su Mutong helped him up with tears in his eyes: "Dad, are you all right?" .”

Su Mutong knew very well that his father, entangled in frosty air, had penetrated deep into the internal organs, his whole body was almost devoid of vitality, and it was inconvenient to move.

And it doesn't matter for her to pursue martial arts, what's more important is to fight for more resources, in exchange for healing medicine, to help her father overcome the calamity.

This situation has been going on for four or five years.Since she really embarked on the road of martial arts, she seldom came back, and she was always fighting outside. She was very worried about her father, but sometimes she couldn't come back at all.

This made her very guilty. She couldn't go home when her father needed to take care of her.

"I'm fine"

Su Han's heart is very warm, this daughter he adopted by accident is really a caring little padded jacket.He remembered that it was a stormy night, and an injured young couple fell in the yard.

The couple was on the verge of death, and their vitality had been cut off. They barely survived by hanging on their breath, or had a place to live for the child in their arms.

After being hunted down by a flood dragon, he finally landed in the courtyard.

That night, Su Han slaughtered Jiaolong and buried the young couple, even he didn't know the names of the young couple, and he also had an extra daughter.

Su Mutong was concerned, but he didn't realize that Su Han had recovered, and it was already scorching summer in the yard.

Healing and Cao Yanhua looked at each other, both surprised.The two women are both in the realm of Daluo, or the peak of Daluo, and they can naturally sense the cold air that has not completely dissipated in the courtyard.

Obviously, Su Han just dispelled the cold air.

"Girl, wait first."

Su Han comforted Su Mutong and knelt on the ground: "Disciple Su Han, I have seen three fairies."

When Su Han was about to kneel down, a force supported him to stand up.Yu He nodded with a smile: "Su Han, it seems that you have been blessed by misfortune, you have survived the catastrophe, and you have solved the trouble yourself."

Only then did Su Mutong realize that she felt something was wrong just now, her father seemed to be moving freely, not as slow and stiff as before.

And in the yard, she felt the familiar heat.

Looking at his father, his face was rosy, and there was a faint flash of light in his eyes. It was obvious that he had recovered.

Su Han hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed in the direction of Shendu: "Thanks to Master Zhang for his mercy, the Dharma driver is here to help the disciple recover."

"buzz"

Yuhe and Cao Yanhua's heads buzzed for a while, and they were a little dazed.

They heard Su Han's words clearly, thanks to Master Zhang's pity, why did Zhang Qingyun come back here?

Thinking day and night, after more than 800 years, he finally came back?
Zhang Qingyun returned to Shendu, this time he searched carefully, his face was a little strange: "I scanned it in a hurry before, but I didn't notice, the view of heavenly master is still there."

Entering the Taoist temple, just like more than 800 years ago, the years have not even left traces here.I scanned the small world in a year, and now the small world is full of birds and beasts.

The only pity is that the small world was not endowed with majestic spiritual energy back then, and was isolated from the outside world. Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, it has not affected this place, and there is still not much spiritual energy here.

With a time difference of five hundred times, no intelligent creatures were bred here.

Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Zhang Qingyun first went to the shrine, burned incense to do his homework, and read a passage of scriptures. With a thought, Zhang Qingyun flew up.

Above the vast sea, a figure flew past at an incredible speed.

An old man with white beard and hair, hale and hearty, with a body like a dragon and a speed like lightning, appeared on a sea island.Sweeping his eyes across the island, he saw a dozen women on the island who were disheveled and terribly dead, their beards and hair were all splayed, and their anger reached the extreme.

"Damn!"

The old man with white beard and hair, his eyes were like lightning, and his eyes were like searchlights. He landed on the surface of the sea and said, "Come out!"

Hands formed seals, the sea water boiled, and the sea water with a radius of one kilometer was supported by a force, separated from the ocean, and flew in mid-air.In the seawater with a radius of one kilometer and a thickness of ten meters, one can clearly see a blue-black dragon covered in scales and with a one-horned head constantly twisting its body.

This is a green dragon, about twenty meters long, with a pair of eyes the size of a bowl, filled with a trace of fear: "Old man, I'm from the Dragon Palace, how dare you hurt me?"

"The Reclusive Dragon Palace?!"

The old man with white beard and hair raised his head and laughed loudly: "What a reclusive Dragon Palace, you think I, Qi Yuanlong, are afraid of him? You little damn loach, you have killed thousands of my children, you must die to atone for it!"

"You immortal!"

Qingjiao is even more afraid, he is only in the fifth realm now, and this old man is the patron saint of Dongsheng Continent, a real peak powerhouse in the seventh realm, even the number one powerhouse in the reclusive Dragon Palace, the Dragon King of the Dragon Palace. Not as good as this old man.

In his memory, this old man was once invited to the Dragon Palace to attend a banquet. This old man is unmatched, and his water escape method is comparable to that of the Dragon King. It can be said that the Dragon Palace, which escapes from the world, does not seem to be able to deter this old man, and it does not help him. Solve this misfortune.

"What a reclusive Dragon Palace!"

Qi Yuanlong's beard and hair fluttered in the air, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Since you said that, I want to ask the Reclusive Dragon Palace, how to restrain the Hai Clan, enter my territory, and torture my compatriots?!"

With a slight lift of his right hand, a stream of mana turned into a cage, and in an instant, it trapped Qingjiao, sealing his yin spirit and mana, and with a grasp of his palm, the ball cage fell into the palm of his hand.

"Old man, I am the Eighteenth Prince of Dragon Palace!"

Qing Jiao uttered words, a little frightened, and his words were full of threats: "The Dragon King of the Reclusive Dragon Palace is my father. Are you going to start a war between the two sides?"

"What's the matter with fighting?!"

Qi Yuanlong was not afraid. With a swipe of his left hand, the sea water was separated by an invisible force. In the distant sky, a group of crystal-like buildings appeared in front of him: "Ao Fang, come out and meet me!"

"sing"

The moment Qi Yuanlong left the waterway, the Hermit Dragon Palace had already reacted.

Dragon chant equals the sky, dozens of dragons or jiao clans of different colors appear in front of Qi Yuanlong as if across time and space: "Patriarch Qi, why are you calling us?"

Qi Yuanlong's eyes wandered, and he scanned these Dragon Clans one by one. Among them, Qi Yuanlong knew the leader. His name was Ao Yuan. 300 years ago, he was only in the sixth realm. Jiuzhong is one step away from being equal to him, reaching the pinnacle of the seventh realm.

The rest of the dragon clan, the ones with the lowest strength, are all at the peak of the sixth realm. Among them, there are three yellow dragons with cultivation bases of the eighth level of the seventh level, or the fifth level.

Slightly startled, Qi Yuanlong's heart was gloomy: "Dragon Palace, when did there have so many strong people?"

The Recluse Dragon Palace is more than 800 years ago. After a white man became enlightened and turned into a dragon, he established a power in just a hundred years, unified the Eastern Sea Region, and became the largest power in the Eastern Sea Region.

At that time, Qi Yuanlong was already the sixth heaven of the seventh realm, and his cultivation level frightened Ao Fang. Only then did he have the forces of land and water, and 600 years of peace. 300 years ago, he was invited to enter the Dragon Palace to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference. At that time, Ao Fang was only in the seventh realm and the seventh heaven.

Now 300 years later, Qi Yuanlong is not surprised that the little guy he met back then has a realm comparable to his.
Think about Dongsheng Continent. In the past 800 years, except for the remaining dozen ascetics of the Demon Hunting Squad, all of them are from the seventh realm. There are only five of them who were born in the native land.
"Ao Man, a disciple of the Reclusive Dragon Palace, deceived my human race and killed 96 people. How can I explain it to me?"

Even if the Dragon Palace is already very powerful, Qi Yuanlong is not afraid at all.Human beings take the lead in reviving spiritual energy, especially because of Zhang Zhenren, the first domain can connect the entire galaxy, and the Dragon Kingdom has countless cultivation resources, and countless practitioners have been born.

Compared with the Four Seas, there are some hidden cultivation sects in Dongsheng Continent, the power of the Dragon Kingdom, and the number of strong people. Compared with these forces, they still have an advantage.

"Explain?"

Ao Yuan sighed slightly: "Old Ancestor Qi, we were supposed to atone for our sins in the Dragon Palace, but my Dragon King retreated and attacked the eighth realm. The strong blood of the dragon clan must be well protected. Ancestor Qi, I will apologize to you on behalf of the Dragon King of my family, how about returning the Eighteenth Crown Prince to us?"

More than 300 years ago, Ao Fang retreated and hit the eighth realm?
Qi Yuanlong was not surprised at all, Ao Fang was extremely talented, breaking through to the peak of the Seventh Realm these years was not difficult.It's just that the seventh realm breaks through the eighth realm, how can it be that simple?
For more than 800 years, Qi Yuanlong tried several times to break through, but all ended in failure.

Qi Yuanlong was surprised, when did the Dragon Clan have such confidence, they used to be very humble, but now they vaguely dare to threaten him?

After the dragon race became stronger, it began to get out of the grasp of the human race, and began to show its ferocious fangs?

"Just an apology?"

Qi Yuanlong snorted coldly: "The deaths of more than 1000 people in my race are for nothing?"

"Old Ancestor Qi, what do you think?"

Ao Yuan was arrogant and vaguely unhappy.

Qi Yuanlong sighed slightly for Ao Yuan's reaction, strength is always the guarantee of whether he speaks hard or not.The Great Elder of the Reclusive Dragon Palace is already so tough now?

Qi Yuanlong sighed slightly: "I want to take Aoman back for trial, and the Dragon Palace of the Recluse will give me compensation from the human race. Let's take a thousand pieces of Dragon Flame Fruit as an apology for this Dragon Palace of the Recluse."

Dragon Flame Fruit, the spiritual fruit in the ocean, is a rare and exotic fruit that grows from the pure energy transformed by the spirit and spirit of the dragon after the death of the dragon, and uses its own bones as nourishment.A piece of Dragon Flame Fruit can make people cleanse their muscles and bones, improve their cultivation qualifications, and can artificially create geniuses!

Moreover, Qi Yuanlong will not keep these Dragon Flame Fruits for himself, but hand them over to the families of the women who were killed by Ao Man
"Old Ancestor Qi, you are too big a lion to open your mouth."

In the entire eastern sea area, the Reclusive Dragon Palace has carefully cultivated it, and it is difficult to pick ten dragon flame fruits in a year.It takes more than 100 years of accumulation, and one of them is not used, to be able to accumulate so many Dragon Flame Fruits.

Moreover, Dragon Flame Fruit, as a rare treasure of heaven and earth, is the root of the dragon clan's growth. This old man clearly meant to cut off the future of our dragon clan, but he said it so uncommonly.
"Ah"

Qi Yuanlong sneered: "That's all I ask."

"Hey"

Ao Yuan sighed slightly: "The birth of the Dragon Flame Fruit is difficult. My Dragon Palace currently only has three pieces. Aoman is the blood of my Dragon Palace royal family. In the future, I must not let Patriarch Qi take it away."

Qi Yuanlong sneered.

Ao Yuan cupped his hands slightly, and raised his head arrogantly: "300 years ago, I was still a handyman in the Dragon Palace. 300 years later, I am the ninth level of the seventh realm, and Patriarch Qi doesn't seem to have made much progress."

Qi Yuanlong's face was ugly: "You want to fight with me?"

Ao Yuan didn't back down: "So what?!"

Really do it? !
Ao Yuan waved his hand: "Dragon Realm Great Formation!"

Qi Yuanlong's face was ugly, the negotiation broke down, and Ao Yuan wanted to surround and kill himself!

(End of this chapter)