Henghua

Chapter 181 Dry magpies announce good news, good causes and good thoughts bear good fruits
Daoist Ye Long sits on the lotus platform and burns the real fire of samadhi by himself.

If you make a disaster, you will bear it yourself!
If this evil dragon is not burned, it will cause a catastrophe in the future, and the third dragon king will return, and Donglai will be in danger!

Bearing the anxiety in his heart, Master Ye Long continued to urge the fire to move.

After an unknown amount of time, the dragon's belly was torn apart, and he finally saw the sky again.

The moon is shining brightly, and many fairy lights are hovering around.

Ji Yunshu stood in front of the dragon's belly: "My lord, please accept this dragon."

Chilong was still struggling, his four feet were suppressed by four immovable reefs, and his body was cut with hundreds of wounds by Fulong Yujian.

Daoist Ye Long jumped into the sky together.The lotus platform under him turned into flames and exploded in the belly of the dragon.

Wukong was surprised: "Huh? Is this the fire seed golden lotus method?"

Planting golden lotus in the fire is a unique secret art of immortality.

Master Ye Long glanced at him, but found that he couldn't see the origin of this round-faced boy.

At this time, Chilong began to struggle again.

Maestro throws a blank scroll.

"Evil barrier, come back quickly!"

The white light covers the red dragon, and it returns to the picture while struggling.

The picture scrolls change, sometimes the red dragon dances, and sometimes the water is scorching.

"Sublimate the realm of hot water into a dragon." Wukong's eyes lit up, thinking about the technique of drawing a dragon.

Master Ye Long saw many monks surrounded outside, as well as scarred Chilong disciples and Jiuyang disciples, and suddenly felt guilty: "I am really ashamed that Meng Lang's actions have caused harm to fellow Yanshui."

Ji Yunshu: "Don't worry, they didn't get hurt because they saved you. They got it from fighting themselves."

Hey?
Master Ye Long looked at the disciples of the two religions, and those people backed away silently.

In the distance, the leader of the Red Dragon let out a long howl, and the Fire Snake King swung his giant tail and took away the disciples.

Tong Luming rushed back, greeted Fu Maiyuan, and then came to talk to Master Ye Long.Not long after, he also took the Nine Suns Cultists away.

Before leaving, he specially invited Fu Maiyuan to be a guest.

Fu Maiyuan politely declined because he had something to do.

Seeing that the matter was over, Long Nu didn't want to contact outsiders, and planned to leave directly.

Fu Tongjun quickly grabbed the girl's wrist: "Wait a moment."

She took the dragon girl to the real Ye Long.

"Really, you can't get out of trouble without the help of this child. You don't have anything to say?"

"Nature, nature."

Master Ye Long touched his body for a while, but he couldn't find a suitable treasure to give.

Fighting against Chilong, almost everything on him was destroyed.

At this time, Wukong stepped forward: "Senior is good at drawing dragons, and she also practices the way of dragons. Why don't you give her a scroll of dragon pictures and let her learn day and night."

Draw a dragon?

When Master Ye Long heard this, his expression changed immediately.

Wukong: "Could it be that senior has lingering fears, and now he has a heart disease, so he dare not draw a dragon anymore?"

"The greatest ambition of my life is to draw a real dragon through painting skills. Now, by chance, I really draw a 'real dragon', but I feel afraid..."

Master Ye Long shook his head and sighed.

He took out his paintbrush, but he held it for a long time and couldn't paint at all.

Seeing this, Boy Wukong threw out the golden ring again.

"Senior, take my sword."

The black sword appeared instantly, and slashed Master Ye Long in the air.

The real person suddenly felt that the fear and obsession in his body were swept away.

The Heavenly Evil Sword is gathered by evil thoughts, and it can also cut off the demons in the heart.

Taking out a piece of drawing paper, Zhenren reluctantly spent two strokes, and the fear of the dragon rose again.

After another two swords fell, Ye Longzhen reluctantly drew a picture of the red dragon playing in the water and handed it to Longnu.

"This picture has a technique of transforming a dragon, which can help you practice."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again.

Fear of dragons revived,

Wukong slashed several swords again, with endless fears.

"Realist, simply seal this memory of yours, and restore it by yourself after your Dao Xin recovers."

Although Daoist Ye Long is afraid of dragons, he does not give up the painstaking practice of drawing dragons for many years.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to delete this part of his memory and entered it into "The Picture of Red Dragon in Flaming Water".

After losing this memory, Ye Long's spirit improved a lot.

Boy Wukong fetched "The Picture of Five Insects in Heaven and Earth" and asked him for advice.Fu Maiyuan also asked him for advice on how to draw a dragon.

Although nothing happened, Master Ye Long remembered that all the people in front of him were kind to him, so he answered them one by one, giving them advice on how to practice dragon drawing.

At dawn, Boy Wukong disappeared.

Fu Maiyuan took Fu Liuhui, Fu Tongjun, Fu Xuanxing and Bailongma, and continued to the red algae waters.

Longnu dived away, and Ji Yunshu invited Master Ye Long to go to Sijingshan Ferry as a guest to recuperate.

Master Ye Long hesitated, Duan Sijing came in person.

"Fellow Daoist, practice with me and participate in the painting of the way of immortality."

With the achievement of the chess fairy system, Duan Sijing became angry and wanted to complete the deduction of the three immortal methods of piano, calligraphy, and painting, and cultivate into the four incarnations.

"Now that you are sealing your memory, your inner demons have already been born. At Sijing Mountain Ferry, you can just refine your inner demons."

The real person no longer refused, and returned to Sijingshandu with his master and apprentice.

……

It's all over.

The black tortoise and the purple eel were wandering on the water surface, carefully following Fu Xuanxing's trail.

Suddenly, the two demons saw a tiny dragon scale floating to their side.

"Good fortune, good fortune! Master Chilong really has a backhand."

Xuan Gui picked up the scales and said happily: "This is the reverse scale specially condensed by Master Chilong knowing that he can't be resurrected. We only need to bring the red algae, and we can use the dragon's blood algae to revive the adult."

……

"What a dream!"

Heng Hua leisurely opened his eyes and saw the three gold rings on his wrist.

"go."

The golden ring vacated, and the black sword reappeared.

"Sure enough, the things in the dream can be brought back. The fairy art of returning to dreams is really powerful."

Sitting up, the brain felt tired.

Although the Dream Returning Immortal Technique can combine dreams with reality, it consumes far more energy than primordial spirit leaving the body.

Next to him, Xiao Yu brought mouthwash and clean towels.

After Fu Henghua washed up, he walked to the desk.

"I know you want to complain, but I don't have time right now."

Heng Hua suppressed Xiao Yu's full of complaints in one sentence, and he sat down and began to paint a brand new picture of the five insects in the world.

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, and placed in front of him the ginseng tea and spirit meal snacks that he had prepared earlier to refresh his mind.

While painting, Heng Hua ate refreshments to recharge his energy.

Soon, the new map of five insects was completed, and Fu Henghua sent it directly to Canglan Jiexian.

Unable to bear the exhaustion, Fu Henghua went directly to bed to rest.

……

Canglan Jiexian saw the new picture of the five insects, and the primordial spirit silently used the secrets to observe the course of Yanshui, and muttered to himself: "Wukong? Bodhi? He even has disciples?"

He intended to take the opportunity to see the origin of Bodhi.Unexpectedly, Bodhi didn't show up at all, but a boy Wukong came instead.

"Perhaps this disciple is himself?"

However, the dream-returning fairy method is the secret of the ancient Chinese tradition, and Jie Xian doesn't know the truth, so he can't figure out the relationship between Fu Henghua and Wukong boy.

……

Heng Hua slept for a day and a night to recover his energy.

Hearing the chirping outside, he sat up.

Xiaoyu looked out from the window, and there were three magpies jumping on the plum blossom tree.

The washbasin and clean towels have been prepared by the bed.

After Fu Henghua washed up, he came over: "What's wrong? I heard the voice of a magpie?"

"Early this morning, the bird of good news was singing at the entrance of the Langhuan Pavilion, almost an hour ago."

"Oh?"

Heng Hua became interested, staring at the bird of good news on the plum blossom tree.

A jade ring hangs around the neck of the magpie, which is a bird of good news raised on Panlong Island.It is rumored that it has the blood of a blue bird, understands human nature, and can be auspicious.

Heng Hua said with a smile: "Three birds of good news, could it be that something good is going to happen to me?"

At this time, Heng Shou came back from the outside.

Seeing that Fu Henghua woke up, he brought the divination plate and other fortune-telling things over.

"I went around the island, and all twelve birds of good news took action."

Fu Henghua's expression changed, he took the gossip disk and began to calculate.

When the result came out, he couldn't believe it, so he did the calculation again.

The result remains the same.

The grandfather's death has dissipated, and his life has appeared.

"How is it possible? With Tianyue Spirit Mushroom in hand, grandfather's fate has not turned around. Why is it suddenly turning from bad to good?"

It is very difficult to count a Jindan cultivator, especially one who is proficient in divination like Fu Danwei.

But the appearance of the twelve good news birds together, and the dissipation of the dead appearance, such an obvious ominous change, Fu Henghua can see it at a glance.

He hastily put down his tools and looked towards Panlong Hall.

Grandpa's spirit has gradually recovered from the trough.

"Could it be that Xuanjin Ginseng succeeded?" He turned his head and said to the two, "Fu Xuanxing and the others are back?"

The two shook their heads.

Fu Henghua cast another spell to deduce, and then jumped out of the window without putting on his shoes, and flew to Yingxianmen on Panlong Island.

Ran Qi, the steward, was talking with the two welcoming envoys.

Seeing Fu Henghua coming barefoot, he hurried over to salute.

Fu Henghua interrupted them: "Is there any guest here today? Did he leave anything behind?"

Ran Qi said: "Young master, we are talking about this matter. A one-armed old man with white hair and beard came this morning. He wants to see the person in charge on the island. But the second master took his wife to inspect the property, and he is not on the island. And you are retreating..."

Seeing him in a dilemma, Fu Henghua understood.

The fifth uncle, Fu Yongbao, devoted himself to practicing and ignoring ordinary things.

The eighth uncle, Fu Yifu, was going to invite Miao Tianshou Chi Jianzi, but he was not on the island either.

Therefore, the welcoming envoy asked people to wait for a while, planning to wait for Fu Yinggu to return before making further calculations.

"And then?" Heng Hua looked at the two welcoming envoys.

Yun Song and Chang Xiu are handsome, they were chosen by Fu Henghua to serve as attendants to welcome foreign guests.

Yun Song said: "Later, he left for a while. When he came back, the other arm was gone. We planned to let him go to the island to recuperate, but he directly refused. He left the red box and left."

Ran Qi handed the box to Fu Henghua.

Heng Hua opened it and saw that purple clouds were blowing on his face, and the fragrance was tangy.

Xiaoyu and Hengshou rushed over, only to hear a long sigh from Fu Henghua.

"It really is this thing!"

Xiao Yu looked over, and inside the box was a three-foot-long purple ginseng body, with neat and slender beard and hair, and a golden streak on it.

Xuan Jin Ginseng!
And the portions are plentiful.

"Should this be Shen Xian cutting off one of his arms?"

Fu Henghua looked heavy and closed the box.

"Xiaoyu, you go with Uncle Ran to report to grandfather. Remember, call Uncle Fifth. Hengshou, follow me to find someone. Where did that person go?"

Changxiu: "It seems to be west."

Fu Henghua rode the wind, and Hengshou hurried to catch up with his robe and boots.

On the way, Fu Henghua put on his clothes and shoes, and cast a spell to calculate the man's whereabouts.

But Xuanjin Ginseng has thousands of years of Taoism, which cannot be measured under the golden elixir.

In desperation, Fu Henghua had no choice but to use his phoenix language to call on the birds to help him find someone.

At dusk, the two of them caught up with Shenxian in Yanlong Western Region.

Seeing the old man who lost both arms, Fu Henghua bowed down to thank him, and respectfully asked Shen Xian to go to the island to heal his wounds.

(End of this chapter)