Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 137
Gong Mengbi uses the method of imperial objects to move the two flying swords, because they are psychic objects that can entrust spiritual thoughts, so they are moved like arms and fingers, quite nimble.

But in the eyes of Master Huolong, you can see his unfamiliarity, and you can find many flaws at a glance.

Huolong Daoist said: "Sure enough, you are not good at swordsmanship, no matter, you and I are destined, I will teach you a set of flying dragon sword formulas, so that you will not be controlled by the disciples of the Yin-Yang Dharma King."

Gong Mengbi was stunned for a moment, and saw Huolong Daoist Manifest a book of Taoism with mana, and it fell into Gong Mengbi's hands, which was the Flying Dragon Sword Art.

Huolong Daoist looked at Yasha Ghost again, and felt that one should not treat one more favorably than another, and said: "You have been guarding the Little Sage Temple for so many years, and you have always claimed to be the guardian of the Little Sage. Although my sect doesn't practice incense or Dao soldiers, it only cultivates subtle one energy and pure Yang pills. method, but there is also a Taoist method such as the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Jue, which is compatible with your martial arts."

"It's just that I'm in trouble now, and I don't have the prestige of the past. I don't know if you still want to worship under me."

Yasha Ghost was stunned, he had never thought about this question, he has been pretending to be a god general all this time, just to have a practice residence, never thought that he could really climb up to this little saint.

Now that Huolong Daoist intends to accept him as a beginner, he didn't know how to react for a while.

Gong Mengbi pushed him behind him, and whispered: "Hurry up and call Master."

As if waking up from a dream, Xiang Qian bowed down under the seat of the Huolong Daoist like a golden mountain and a jade pillar, and called: "Master."

Huolong Daoist seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, apparently feeling that this life-saving kindness could be repaid in the past, and it was also a happy thing in his heart, "Okay. Although your skin looks like a demon and not a demon, and a ghost but not a ghost, you are dedicated to goodness. Keeping upright for decades will not tarnish my reputation."

Daoist Huolong reached out and caressed Xiang Qian's head, strands of magic power fell on Xiang Qian like hanging threads, and taught him the secret method.

Xiang Qian only heard a Taoist sound from the Lingtai, guiding his mana to form a talisman, which is the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Art.

Master Huolong withdrew his hand and said, "Get up."

Xiang Qian stood up and looked at Huolong Daoist. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know how to express them.

Huolong Daoist showed signs of fatigue, and said, "Go north, and meet them at Bailudu on the Enu River."

While speaking, Huolong Daoist had disappeared from the statue, and the little holy statue that had come to life returned to its original position and turned into a clay puppet.

Only Daoist Huolong, the primordial spirit, was left to distribute his mana one after another, and then passed on the law with his mind, and he no longer had the energy to distract him.

Before the turmoil in Xiang Qian's heart calmed down, Gong Mengbi had already patted him on the back and said, "Brother Xiang, we should go."

Yasha ghost looked at Gong Mengbi, and seeing that he was still calm and calm, he couldn't help admiring him.

The two left the Little Holy Temple, Yasha Ghost said: "I think I still have some skills in nourishing Qi, but compared with you, it is far inferior."

Gong Mengbi said: "This is an accident in your family. If you care about it, you will be in chaos. How can you compare with me?"

Looking at the Xiaosheng Temple, Yasha Ghost laughed, "It's really something in my 'home'."

Xiang Qian has been uneasy since he was a child when the icon showed visions, but he didn't have a lot of knowledge, so he could only ask Gong Mengbi for advice.Who knew that it was such a change in the end that made him transform from a fake Dharma protector general into a beginner disciple.

Even if he didn't know the abilities of Master Huolong, judging from Gong Mengbi's reaction, he knew that he was a great master.

After Gong Mengbi read the Flying Dragon Sword Jue given to him by Huolong Daoist, the magic power disappeared without a trace.

From this, it can be seen that Huolong Zhenren is a person who is thick on the outside and thin on the inside.

Gong Mengbi, who passed on the Dharma, is the true formula for manifesting the power of mana, and the teaching of the Dharma to one's own disciples is the transmission of thoughts from heart to heart.

The spiritual altar of man hides the spirit of man, just like a house.Even if it is mind transmission, if it is passed in without the master's consent, it is tantamount to breaking in.

One's own apprentice counts as one of his own, knock on the door and come in and take a look.It's not suitable for someone else.

At night, when the cold wind howled, Gong Mengbi and Yasha ghost traveled north along the Enu River.

Egrets cross the Bailu River in the shade of the mountain, where the water and grass are lush and the fish and shrimps are plump, so egrets fly here every year. There is also Bainiao Mountain outside the stream, which is the habitat of egrets.

This is a tributary of the Ernv River, which flows into Bailu Township in Shanyin.

Daoist Huolong pointed out the direction for Yasha ghost when he touched his head to teach the Dharma, so Yasha ghost led the way, and Gong Mengbi followed by riding the wind.

The swiftness of the Yasha ghost is hard to see, but Gong Mengbi's speed of driving the wind is even faster than him after he has mastered the Eight Winds Curse.Seeing that he was walking slowly, he used the Eight Winds Mantra to push the wind to help them move faster.

Ghost Yasha felt the wind blowing under his feet, so he couldn't help but glance at Gong Mengbi.

Gong Mengbi, however, was trying to figure out the Flying Dragon Sword Art that he had just memorized, and when he noticed his gaze, he smiled.

Yasha ghost admired it in his heart.

The Flying Dragon Sword Art is extensive and profound, from refining the flying sword to transporting the flying sword, from the art of controlling the sword to the art of raising the sword, it is enough for Gong Mengbi to benefit from it infinitely.

Familiar with the Flying Dragon Sword Jue, and then look at the Yin and Yang Swords, you can see the nature and shortcomings of this flying sword.

It took Zhen Wubing a lot of effort to forge the flying swords, and these two swords are naturally the most suitable for the skills he cultivated.

Once in Gong Mengbi's hands, he had to train and refine again, so that the dual swords could grow spiritually and increase their power.

But these things can be done later, and now Gong Mengbi only cares about the skill of controlling the sword, or it can be called the skill of fighting swords.

Unlike human swordsmen, swords can strike each other, but flying swords are best not to do so.

The art of fighting swords is life and death.

Fighting with flying swords will not only damage the divine sense enshrined in them, but also damage the flying sword itself, so the heaviest blow will kill.

It's like when Zhen Wubing fights Gong Mengbi, if he strikes first with two swords and has not made any achievements, he can no longer do anything to Gong Mengbi.

Although it was because of Gong Mengbi's extraordinary illusion skills that forced Zhen Wubing here, it can also be seen the thinking of Gong Mengbi's flying sword fighting technique.

Gong Mengbi gathered the two swords of Yin and Yang in his left and right sleeves, and trained them with mana according to the Flying Dragon Sword Art, hoping to be able to move as far as possible and the flying sword to strike first.

The Enü River at night was deep and misty, and it was almost difficult to tell the direction.

When Gong Mengbi and Yesha Gui rushed to Bailudu, brothers Meng Hua and Wen Mengchun also fled to Bailu Township.

In the cold winter, all things are silent, only the three friends of Suihan survive the frost and never fade through the winter.

Meng Hua and Wen Mengchun shuttled through a bamboo forest, carefully concealing their breath and figure, avoiding the pursuit behind them.

But within a short while, there was an earth-shattering scream sweeping across the bamboo forest, making the bamboo leaves rustle.

Meng Hua's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to push Wen Mengchun out, saying: "You go first, I will lead them away."

Wen Mengchun gritted his teeth, knowing that following him would be a burden, so he went deeper into the bamboo forest without looking back.

Meng Hua took a deep breath and stood there motionless.

After a while, a plump, jade-white, huge female ghost with a cloud bun came out of the bamboo forest.

The ghost stretched its neck, looked at Meng Hua who was waiting with cyan light in its slender eyes, and said with a smile: "You can't escape."

From this point of view, Meng Hua only felt that the bamboo forest in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a mountain of corpses, the blood moon was in the sky, and countless dead bones stretched out their hands, screaming in despair.

If Gong Mengbi was here, he would definitely recognize that this ghost looks almost the same as Mrs. Diyin, the ghost raised by Taoist Zhen.

It's nothing more than that this Yin ghost is bigger and stronger than Mrs. Earth Yin.

Meng Hua bit the tip of his tongue and said loudly: "Break!"

A mouthful of pure Yang blood spurted out, and the illusion suddenly collapsed.

But Yin Gui's hand had already reached out and slapped Meng Hua.

　Happy Friday, Chumi.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)