Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

It's night, in the courtyard of Xuandu.

"come on!"

"Tianpeng, can you do it, you can't even break a woman?"

"I bet 100 taels of silver, and I bet on the canopy to win!"

"I bet Erlang Shen will win!"

The rain stopped, and the courtyard was full of heat. Even Xiaotian and White Snake who were hiding in the pool came out to watch this scene.

I saw Wang Bo and Lou Ling wrestling their arms on the stone table in the yard, and the others watched it interestingly and cheered.

Wang Bo repaired the secret method of using the horse lineage, and invited the ape fairy to be with him. The higher the ape fairy's cultivation base, the higher his own cultivation base. Now he is half a step into the Yang God realm, and he can be called the strongest in the horse lineage now. By.

Strength has always been his strong point, even if he didn't show the body of an ape fairy, he can still carry a tripod, like an overlord alive.

But Lou Ling is undoubtedly a very formidable opponent. Although she is a woman, she has superb martial arts skills and is proficient in bows and arrows.

After practicing the "Doumu Yuanjun Bow-making Godly Curse", her arm strength has also been strengthened a lot. The seemingly slender arm contains an incomparably astonishing strange strength.

hum~
The stone table trembled slightly, and dust kept falling, as if it could not bear the enormous force of the two.

The two looked at each other with sharp eyes, and their arms were constantly exerting force, neither of them would admit defeat.

Click!

Cracks began to appear on the table and continued to spread. The hands of the two sometimes turned to the right and sometimes to the left, and they fell into a stalemate for a while.

Wang Bo didn't borrow the power of the ape fairy, and Lou Ling didn't borrow the power of the starlight. The two had agreed that they would only rely on physical strength.

"Tsk tsk, what two monsters..."

Seeing this scene, Wu Wei felt a little scared. Fortunately, his brother didn't put himself in a group with Erlang Shen. Can this be called a woman?

With a slap, I'm afraid I can't tell the difference between south, east and north.

He looked at the God of Cookery with sympathetic eyes, and found that this little fat man was secretly eating snacks, such as melons and fruits, candied fruit, pastries, jerky...

There seemed to be a restaurant hidden in God of Cookery's pocket.

"Bah!"

Wang Bo let out a roar, and the veins on his arms popped up. His terrifying muscles looked like lumps of iron lumps. At the same time, his face was full of blood, but it was blocked by the mask.

Click!

The stone table was finally overwhelmed, and turned into gravel with a whoosh.

Lou Ling's hand was pressed down by him.

Wang Bo laughed loudly while panting: "Haha, let's make a deal!"

"It seems that the matter of accompanying the national teacher to Dengzhou this time will be left to me and Yuelao, Erlangshen, I'm sorry~"

The national teacher is going to Dengzhou, and for the sake of convenience, he plans to take two Zhelongs with him. They don't want to miss this opportunity, so they decide the winner by wrestling their arms.

Lou Ling rubbed her sore wrist and said nothing, but a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

It is undoubtedly a very precious opportunity to be able to follow the national teacher. Just a few words from the national teacher may make them clear the clouds and gain a lot of benefits.

Among other things, Yin Shan's arrow made her heart flutter.

Why didn't she think that one day she would be able to shoot thousands of miles with an arrow, shoot the Yang God like a straw, and knock back the enemy's army of [-]?

To be able to shoot such a magnificent arrow, even if you die, you will have no regrets.

Door open.

Li Daoxuan walked out of the room, wearing a green robe, his long hair was neatly combed by the little flower god, wearing a mahogany hairpin on his head, and a few strands of hair on his forehead fluttered slightly in the wind, like a Zhilan Yushu, standing quietly under the moonlight.

"Meet the national teacher!"

Everyone bowed and saluted, their voices extremely respectful.

This is a kind of reverence and admiration from the heart, not only because of the invincible cultivation base of the world, but also because of his ambition and character like a mountain.

If there is no national teacher, there will be no Zhelong today, nor the current prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

With his own power, he changed the old situation of the Tang Dynasty being infested by monsters, and turned the tide several times, like a magic needle in the sea.

The mother of electricity disappeared, the autumn harvest was delayed, and the governor of Dengzhou colluded with demons. It had been a long time since such a major event occurred in Datang, but they were not too worried in their subconscious.

Just because the man in front of me is there.

With the national teacher here, there will be no chaos in the Tang Dynasty!

"It seems that you have already decided the winner."

With a touch of Li Daoxuan's hand, the broken stone table automatically gathered and reorganized, and it was restored to its original state in an instant.

Wang Bo chuckled and said, "National Teacher, I won the game. Please let me and Yuelao go with you in Dengzhou!"

"Win, not bad."

Hearing the national teacher's praise, Wang Bo's face almost burst into laughter.

"Since you won, Erlang God and Cook God will accompany me to Dengzhou."

The smile on Wang Bo's face froze instantly.

"Master, this... I won..."

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, "When did you hear me say that the winners go to Dengzhou?"

"This……"

"After I left Chang'an, although Li Chunfeng was still in charge of the Four Sacred Formation, he couldn't fully exert the power of the formation after all. Your Majesty's safety depends on you."

Wang Bo is in charge of the "Great Sage" puppet, and he is destined not to leave Chang'an.

Lou Ling is decisive and decisive, Lu Chunliang is smooth in handling things, the two complement each other in character, one is strong and the other is soft, and their cultivation is also good, so they are suitable for taking to Dengzhou.

"promise!"

Hearing what the national teacher said, Wang Bo suddenly felt that he shouldered a heavy responsibility and was very honored.

Lou Ling asked, "Master, how do we go to Dengzhou?"

Li Daoxuan did not speak, a strand of hair fell from his head and turned into a carriage, the white horse pulling the carriage was extremely handsome.

"Let's go."

Li Daoxuan boarded the carriage and said calmly.

At the same time, Xiaotian turned into a puppy and got in, and the white snake turned into a three-inch snake and got into Li Daoxuan's sleeve.

In the past five years, they have been working hard to cultivate, but they are all stuck in the late stage of the Yin God, unable to break through the Yang God Realm for a long time.

However, the cultivation of monsters is already slow, and their current speed is already quite explosive in the world of monsters.

By carriage?
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang looked at each other, both a little puzzled, Dengzhou is two thousand miles away from Chang'an, separated by many mountains and rivers, even if the carriage was conjured by the national teacher, it would not be very convenient.

But since the national teacher has spoken, they will not have any rebuttals, they will only follow through.

Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang sat in front of the carriage and pulled the reins.

"drive!"

The white horse neighed like thunder, and two jets of hot air came out of its nose, like clouds and mist.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the white horse soared into the sky, turned into a white dragon, rushed into the sky with the carriage, and roamed freely under the bright moon at a speed as fast as lightning.

Just a few breaths, it disappeared into the night sky of Chang'an.

Wang Bo and others were dumbfounded.

"Take... ride a dragon?"

He was extremely envious.

This is too grand!

Damn, such a great opportunity was snatched by Lou Ling, otherwise I would be the groom of the national teacher... No, the person who is the dragon husband is me!

"It is said that the ancient immortals used dragons, phoenixes, kylins and other divine beasts to pull carts when they traveled. The current cultivation level of the national teacher may not be far from becoming an immortal..."

Qingdi looked at the night sky in a daze and muttered to himself.

Wang Bo said with a smile: "The higher the cultivation level of the national teacher, the better. If he becomes a fairy, then wouldn't my Great Tang be invincible?"

"Tianpeng, if the national teacher really becomes a fairy, will he still stay in Datang?"

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Bo froze there.

Even Wu Wei, who has always been unruly, showed a dignified look.

According to ancient records, some of the ancient immortals lived in the city, some hidden in famous mountains and rivers, and some ascended in the daytime and were among the immortals.

The so-called celestial beings stand tall in the sky, transcend the three realms, live forever, watch the rise and fall of dynasties with a smile, and see the vicissitudes of life.

Don't you see, did the gods who served when King Wu conquered Zhou Dynasty come down to help when the Zhou Dynasty fell?
There is an insurmountable gap between immortals and mortals.

If the national teacher becomes a fairy, will he still stay in Datang?
This question remained in the hearts of the three of them, making them absent-minded for a long time...

The night is getting darker.

However, a figure slipped out of the palace quietly, using the wood escape magical power to hide his figure, avoiding layers of guards, and finally stopped at a corner of the imperial city.

The Dragon Qi in the Taiji Palace did not respond to this person, allowing him to cast spells.

The moonlight shone on his fair face through the clouds, revealing an incomparably handsome face, with bright eyes, lively and energetic, and his skin was like a jade carving, radiant and snow-white.

It was Changle who disguised herself as a man.

She put on a white dress and dressed up like a gentleman in brocade clothes. Anyone who saw her would praise her. She was such a handsome and beautiful young man in troubled times.

The gate of the palace has long been closed, and the imperial city is towering, like a majestic pass blocking the way.

There are no trees here, and Changle can't use the magic power of wood escape. It seems that this time the private visit plan of the micro-service is going to be aborted.

But she smiled slightly, forming mudras with her hands in a calm manner, operating her mana according to Master's instruction, reciting formulas silently, and displaying some kind of supernatural power.

"Change!"

There was a flash of light on her body, and then turned into a sparrow, but because of insufficient practice, the feathers of the sparrow were still white, which seemed a little abnormal.

Chang Le flapped his wings and began to stagger into the sky, like a drunk sparrow.

This is the 72 supernatural powers passed down to her by her master. She just barely got started, and she can only become a sparrow, and there are always various flaws, such as the white feathers at this time.

But Chang Le was extremely excited.

She gradually became familiar with flying. She flapped her wings and flew higher and higher. She crossed the city wall and flew recklessly over Chang'an. Feeling the air current surging under her wings, she looked at the low houses below and couldn't help screaming excitedly. Come.

"Meow~"

Well, because he couldn't practice enough, he made the sound of a kitten.

Changle quickly shut up.

After an unknown amount of time, she had already flown out of Chang'an City, heading east, which was in the direction of Dengzhou.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly!
She was in a good mood, and couldn't help laughing when she thought about the "encounter" with Master at that time.

At this moment, a large net descended from the sky and engulfed her.

"Meow~"

She struggled, but still fell to the ground, tearing up in pain.

A man climbed down from the tree, first looked around suspiciously, why did he hear a cat meowing?
Chang Le wanted to restore his real body, tried several times, but suddenly found that the spell to transform back had failed!
Perhaps because of her inner panic, the magic power in her body was completely unable to mobilize.

Chang Le looked at the man, hoping that he could untie the net.

The man chuckled and said to himself, "I caught a lot of birds tonight, almost enough to eat."

Changle: o((⊙﹏⊙))o
……

After half an hour.

The man set up a fire, stuck a few sparrows with a sharpened wooden branch, and was grilling on the fire.

The ground was covered with plucked feathers and the guts of birds.

The aroma is diffuse.

The man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, sticky saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth, and sucked it back with a squeak.

He picked up the branch and bit off the head of the bird on it.

Crunchy and delicious!

Chang Le trembled in the net, and Dao Xin became even more flustered. She kept trying to mobilize her mana, but nothing happened.

Is she going to die here today, or is it such a ridiculous way of dying?
Become a bird and be eaten...

If it gets out, she might become the laughing stock of the entire Taoist sect.

Master, where are you, woo woo woo, Changle is about to be eaten...

The man ate three roasted sparrows in one go, but he was still not full. He looked at the sparrows transformed into Changle, and silently picked up the stone under his feet.

Chang Le was terrified and trembling all over.

Just now, this man used a stone to knock the sparrows in the net unconscious, and then plucked out the internal organs...

The man walked towards Changle, thinking about the taste of roasted sparrows, he couldn't finish it, and kept swallowing.

Chang Le struggled hard, but to no avail.

The man raised the rock high, and it was about to hit it.

"Wait a minute!"

An old man in gray robe came riding a donkey, waved his hands and shouted from a long distance away.

This old man had a green gourd hanging from his waist, and his beard and hair were all white, but he didn't look old at all. Instead, his face was rosy, his spirit was full, his eyes were clear and bright, almost like a boy.

The old man took out three taels of silver from his bosom, and said with a smile: "Little brother, God has the virtue of loving life. Can you sell the remaining birds to this old man?"

When the man saw the money, he gave way without any hesitation.

The old man walked over, opened the net, and let the sparrows fly away.

Chang Le flapped his wings, but it seemed that he was too frightened just now, and couldn't fly no matter what.

The old man walked over, put her gently in the palm of his hand, and then rode away on the donkey. After reaching an invisible place, he smiled slightly at the white sparrow in his hand.

"Little baby, which sect are you a disciple of? Don't you know that when you practice the art of transformation, you must have the elders of the sect to watch over you?"

Chang Le's spirit was shaken, he... saw his real body?
"The art of transformation, follow the natural method, is the most mysterious. Once there is a mistake, it will be slaughtered by others, such as turning into a worm but being eaten by birds, or being eaten by people like you..."

The gray-robed old man sighed: "You doll's art of transformation is very clever. If you hadn't practiced well enough, even the old man would not be able to see the flaws. But because of this, you need to be more cautious when practicing."

After finishing speaking, he bit his middle finger, squeezed out a little blood, and pressed lightly on the top of the sparrow's head.

In an instant, Chang Le felt that her magic power had recovered again, she flew out gracefully, and then changed back to the appearance of the young man in brocade clothes, bowing to the old man.

"Thank you senior for saving your life!"

The old man in gray robe looked at Changle from the donkey, and said with a smile, "What a charming girl, who is your disciple?"

"The little girl is He Jia, the tenth generation disciple of Longhu Mountain."

He Jia is her Taoist name, but very few people know about it. Chang Le said this, neither deceiving her savior nor revealing her identity.

The gray-robed old man was a little surprised, and he also bowed and said: "It turns out that it is the Kun Dao of Longhu Mountain. It is worthy of being an orthodox Taoist. He has a good Taoism at a young age. I admire it."

"I don't know the senior's name?"

Chang Le asked, and at the same time looked at the old man with the technique of looking at Qi in Ziwei Doushu.

In an instant, the dazzling golden light of merit soared into the sky, as high as hundreds of feet, almost blinding Chang Le's eyes, and he felt that the world had turned into a vast expanse of gold!
Have you met a god?
"Not to mention a great name, the old man Sun Simiao is just a wandering doctor, a barefoot doctor."