Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　Unintentionally but didn't talk nonsense with them.

　　Fayan glanced at everyone in the arena.

　　The ones present were just a group of mountain spirit monsters who had not yet transformed and used illusions.

　　Not to mention unintentional, not even pangolins.

　　Wuxin is naturally unwilling to talk nonsense with them.

　　Not to mention, they were also included in the Leifeng Pagoda to draw energy.

　　Not everyone has the opportunity to become a horse boy in his Leifeng Pagoda.

　　So snorted at this time.

　　Step forward.

　　When the steps landed.

　　People came from all directions, all of them bleed from the nose and mouth, and were directly killed on the spot.

　　……

　　Watch this scene.

　　Zhiqiu Yiye was a little stunned.

　　The people in the back, because they had seen Wuxin with a look before, shocking and killing the disciples of the Yinyue Dynasty.

　　So this time, the reaction is not big.

　　As for Wuxin himself, at the moment, he doesn't care what the crowd thinks.

　　He walked directly into the Cihang Hall.

　　This is in the hall.

　　I saw a large number of court officials, sitting on the high platforms on both sides of the hall, one by one with their eyes closed and the curtains down, just like the old monk entering the meditation, unmoved by the outside world.

　　"Are they being controlled by Purdue Cihang?"

　　Several pangolins followed from behind.

　　Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but ask.

　　Inadvertently glanced, no wait

　　"No, their flesh and blood at this moment has been absorbed by that guy from Purdue Cihang, and what's left here is just a pair of husks."

　　"The husk?"

　　Everyone was surprised.

　　Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew past.

　　The figure of a minister fell to the ground.

　　At a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly withered down.

　　"Is it really just a skin?"

　　Yan Chixia and the others were taken aback for a moment.

　　"This Purdue Cihang is such a great handwriting. Is this planning to absorb the flesh and blood of the famous officials and generals of the entire Dayan country and use them to forge the foundation of his own dragon transformation?"

　　"Rough enough, bold enough."

　　The pangolin looked up and couldn't help but sigh.

　　Compared with Yan Chixia, they are the same monsters as Pudu Cihang, so naturally they are not so indignant and angry.

　　This time, when I said that, I felt emotional.

　　I feel that this idea of ​​Pudu Cihang is very creative, but it is very creative...  

　　Of course it's not just emotion.

　　On the other side of the ginseng essence, looking at it this time, there is some doubt in the expression.

　　He couldn't help but bow his head and muttered again.

　　"Strange, is this Purdue Cihang really that powerful?"

　　"Why didn't I feel it when I just fought?"

　　"Idiot, then you don't have to look at who did it. The Mage did it himself, and you can try it for you. It is estimated that it will directly become the meal of Purdue Cihang."

　　Pangolin rolled his eyes angrily beside him.

　　Although they are both monsters.

　　However, due to the limitation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the transformation speed of ginseng essence is too slow.

　　The reaction at the moment is obviously not as good as others.

　　Instead, he looked like a three-year-old child.

　　For many questions, I don't think about it as thoroughly as pangolins.

　　……

　　The two argue.

　　As for Wuxin, after standing still, he opened his Buddhist eyes and looked towards the back of the hall.

　　as predicted.

　　Look at it this time.

　　He really found the clue.

　　The demonic energy in the back rose to the sky and condensed without being sour.

　　Faintly, there was even the whine of the Dragon of Luck.

　　"This is……"

　　Unintentionally thought of something, his eyes flashed.

　　Taking another step, the figure is like a streamer, and it gallops directly forward.

　　Just a few flashes.

　　It has already passed through many restrictions and reached the true core position of this Cihang Jingzhai.

　　This place is filled with endless flesh and blood.

　　Right above the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, there are four huge silkworm cocoons.

　　In the cocoon, what is sealed is not someone else.

　　It was Mr. Fu Tianqiu Fu and his two daughters.

　　There is also the first warrior of the Dayan Kingdom, Zuo Qianhu.

　　Well, they are all acquaintances.

　　However, this time I glanced at him unintentionally, but I didn't have the first time to lend a helping hand and save a few people.

　　Instead, he raised his head and looked towards the sky.

　　……

　　With the naked eye, it is natural to see no difference between this place and other places.

　　But at this time Wuxin had already opened the eyes of Buddhism.

　　So right now, it's pretty obvious.

　　The layers of corpses piled up here, and the blood on their bodies, formed a huge shackle.

　　And at this moment, what this shackle is trapped in is nothing else.

　　It is the Dragon of National Fortune of the Great Yan Kingdom! !

　　At this moment, Wuxin came to this point, and the whine of the dragon of luck could still be heard in his ears.

　　"This is, that Pudu Cihang... the Dragon Transformation Pond prepared for me?".

Chapter 66

　　64. Hualong Pond, the breath of ancient dragons (2/5) [Subscribe!Please customize]

　　Wuxin raised his head and used the Buddha's Heavenly Eye to look at the dragon of luck that was swirling in the air, with a somewhat sighed expression.

　　And listen to him say so.

　　Zhiqiu Yiye, who accompanied him next to him, nodded and agreed.

　　"That's right, this is the Dragon Transformation Pond. Fortunately, we came in time, if it was a few steps later. When the full moon tonight, the Dragon Transformation Pond will be fully activated. At that time, Master Fu and a few people will be the same as the previous ones. Just like the famous ministers and generals, only the skins are left here, and the flesh and blood of the whole body will dissolve and be sucked into the Dragon Transformation Pond. At that time, let's not talk about us, even if Da Luo Jinxian is here, and wants to save their lives, it is also back. Tired of days."

　　Speaking of the end, Zhiqiu Yiye's words contained more happiness.

　　Seeing him like this, the pangolin next to him couldn't help but ask again.

　　"Does it take so much trouble to make this Dragon Transformation Pond fully formed?"

　　"In that case, isn't this Dragon Transformation Pond extremely, extremely precious?"

　　Zhiqiu Yiye replied, "What's the point of saying that?"

　　"Condensing the luck of a country, and the pool of flesh and blood condensed by the flesh and blood of 25 civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. This is the opportunity of the thousand-year-old centipede to leap to the dragon. It is not precious, who is precious?"

　　"This is still the result of complete condensing, and the real condensing is completed. Not to mention, the thousand-year-old centipede essence really has the opportunity to transform into a dragon."

　　"But it's useless to say this now. Fortunately, the centipede spirit has been subdued by the master at that time."

　　Zhiqiu Yiye said, his face was full of emotion, and then he returned to his senses and urged the crowd again,

　　"What are you waiting for now, let's save people."

　　But at this time, everyone listened, but they didn't move.

　　Looking at the Dragon Transformation Pond in front of him, his expression was rather strange.