Starting from the other world, I joined the chat group at the same time

Xia Lang touched his chin, glanced at the chat group, and shook his head.

Xia Lang, the only sea tiger who stayed in a world relatively close to the modern times, has already run away to another world - God knows what the situation is, anyway, he has not been online until now.

It is not realistic to expect to get a modern engineering team with equipment and then dig slowly, so now we can only use a more brutal method.

Xia Lang's hand gently stroked all the ground in the tomb. After determining the most vulnerable and hollow area below, he took a deep breath.

Illusion and transformation!!!

The surging true energy condensed into actual destructive force in his hands, but he was able to control the spreading destruction within a radius of one and a half meters.

The three-meter diameter gas ball kept pressing downwards in his hands, oppressing and destroying the road leading to the lower level.

This did not cause the entire tomb to collapse, but it still caused quite a bit of noise.

After all, it’s the civil engineer’s job!

Amid the dust, Xia Lang quickly dug a three-meter-wide pit leading to the bottom! After digging more than 30 meters in the countryside, the bottom suddenly became empty, and he actually dug a natural stalactite cave.

"Sure enough!"

Xia Lang's eyes lit up. It turned out that the dragon vein could not be completely enclosed in the environment under the mountain. Just like Jiulao Cave, there must be a natural space to accommodate it.

After digging out this large hole, Xia Lang jumped into the darkness. As he fell, he spread his Garuda wings and then moved forward fearlessly!

Close, getting closer!

He could feel that the dragon vein was right in front of him! The turbid air emanating from the Sun-Covering Demon Sword in his body became thicker and deeper!

Right down here!

Volume 40: Xia Lang's Various Transmigrations: Chapter 39 . [Laughing Proudly] Garuda Eats Dragon Veins

Almost at the same time when Xia Lang arrived at the dragon vein cave, people from Hengshan Sect also arrived here immediately.

"Master, this——"

Master Dingyi looked at the bottomless hole next to the master's coffin with astonishment, while Master Dingjing's face darkened. She waved her dustpan and immediately told her disciples:

"Go, get a rope!!!"

She had no idea what was going on, nor did she know who had done such a heinous thing. But Master Dingjing's feeling told her that something might happen next that would be very unfriendly to her and the Hengshan Sect.

The fact... is indeed so.

Flying all the way, Xia Lang soon arrived at the location of the dragon vein. There was no guarding unicorn or other strange beast here, and there was not even a wonderful scene like the Jiulao Cave that seemed like a foreign world.

At the end of this natural cave, there is only a blue crystal about four stories high and stretching for more than one hundred meters.

Xia Lang placed his hand on the crystal clear crystal, and the next moment, a cold and pure breath entered his body.

His gaze slowly moved upwards, and finally locked onto the highest point of the crystal, that mysterious pattern that looked like amber and like a dragon's body.

“Is this the real dragon vein?”

Xia Lang pulled his hand back and took a step back, whispering

The movement and rise and fall of the earth's veins is called a dragon. In Feng Shui, the definition of a dragon vein is a treasure land that can be used to identify places with good feng shui that can store wind and water and bring great wealth and honor.

But in works including martial arts and even some fantasy, dragon veins are given other meanings - either they are nodes containing the energy of the earth veins, or they are the place of fortune that determines the rise and fall of a region and dynasty.

Xia Lang didn't know what this dragon vein was like, he thought it was possible to be both. After all, this dragon vein was like the fate of the Ming Dynasty, it was already weak.

Compared with the dragon vein at the foot of Huashan Mountain, which represents the Tang Dynasty, the dragon vein here is as thin as a malnourished child. And if we talk about national destiny, it actually makes sense.

After all, even after the An-Shi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty survived for more than 150 years. Although the late Tang Dynasty made people's blood pressure soar, it was much better than the Southern Ming Dynasty - at least the martial virtues were still abundant.

From the death of Wanli to Chongzhen, even including the Southern Ming Dynasty, it seems that the total time is less than thirty years.

If we really calculate it based on time, this seemingly weak dragon vein seems to confirm the so-called luck.

But Xia Lang didn't think so. If there was really any fate involved, then the worldview level shouldn't be so bad. So compared to the so-called luck, Xia Lang thought that this so-called dragon vein was more like an "energy node" of a region.

Why are the martial arts in Jin Yong's world view getting weaker and weaker? Perhaps these dragon veins are one of the reasons. Qi is not only from oneself, but also from the outside world.

Just like the Huashan School's Zixia magic skill, it requires practitioners to absorb the first two energies of the rising morning glow before they can be cultivated. One can't say that this thing is training with ultraviolet rays.

Looking back, in the era of Tian Long Ba Bu, Jin Yong's martial arts world, internal skills such as Zixia Magical Skill were not only everywhere, but almost every master had his own set. Then, it became worse and worse, and even in the era of Yi Tian Tu Long Ji, internal skills had already begun to gradually decline.

This is especially true for the period of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. After this era, the martial arts masters of each generation were inferior to the previous one. By the early Qing Dynasty when The Deer and the Cauldron was written, Chen Jinnan was already considered the top martial arts master of the time.

Xia Lang did not think that this was purely a problem of discontinuity in martial arts inheritance or insufficient qualifications of later generations. When a system was developing uncontrollably in an increasingly worse direction, more problems still came from the environment.

Perhaps when the dragon vein under Mount Heng finally dried up in the early Qing Dynasty, the martial arts system was completely weakened. There was no longer any method of training qi from the outside world, only the external skills of transforming essence into qi remained.

So...if we were to uproot the dragon vein of Mount Heng now, it would probably be equivalent to completely uprooting the entire martial arts system.

Xia Lang tilted his head, and without hesitation pulled out the Sun-Covering Demon Sword from his hand, and then - fiercely stabbed it into the dragon vein!!!

Ha! Destroying the martial arts system, isn't this a pure good thing!!!

Since the beginning of his time travel, he has suffered humiliation and beatings from bandits and robbers. Although he cannot blame the entire martial arts world, he does not have much good feelings towards those who practice martial arts.

Moreover, along the way, how many scenes of so-called martial artists bullying the weak had he seen?

Just at the foot of Mount Heng, he had seen more than once some gang or organization's minions bullying men and women, and some gang's young masters robbing women and colluding with officials and businessmen.

Today he robbed someone's bride and raped her to death, and tomorrow he robbed a farmer's house. The difference between a martial arts hero and a bandit is really not that big.

With a sharp blade in hand, people are murderous. Martial arts cannot make the lives of the lower classes better. On the contrary, in a society where such knowledge cannot be popularized, it can only be a useful tool for a few people to exploit the majority!

Therefore, it is not a bad thing to let martial arts decline. At least for the people at the bottom of society, their lives will not become worse because of this, right?

Of course, no matter how many reasons you find or how many causes you give, in the end it is just a simple answer.

"I need it!!!"

Xia Lang's hand hovered above the Sun-Covering Demon Sword and he pressed down hard without hesitation!

As the Sun-Covering Demon Sword, which was filled with black and red turbid air, was activated with a sound like a whistle, it instantly sank into the azure crystal in front of it and immediately went towards the core!!!

A gap was torn in the crystal, and then, from the gap, azure blue wind continued to emerge!

Xia Lang opened his arms and used all his strength to activate the Garuda Divine Art! As the burning Garuda wings spread out behind him, he began to absorb the fresh air escaping from the dragon vein in the air like a whale swallowing water!

"Hahahaha, such pure and fresh air is just enough to be my food!!!"

Xia Lang laughed wildly, feeling the vast amount of fresh energy rushing into his limbs and bones, feeling the power penetrating and filling every meridian and every part of his body!

Endless, boundless, even...

He vaguely felt that his Garuda magic was also changing, gradually breaking free from the upper limit of Yue Quanhuai and reaching a higher realm!

The pure energy in this dragon vein is much purer than the true energy and internal strength drawn from any so-called martial arts master. It can even be said that this is a completely different kind of energy because of its precision.

Xia Lang began to subconsciously purify the Qi in his body. This was not difficult, after all, Huanhuo Huasheng had already reached this level. Converting the invisible Qi into tangible power.

He greedily absorbed the dragon vein, absorbing the source of the so-called "true energy" in the Central Plains for the next thirty years! At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

"Monster, stop it now!!!"

Xia Lang did not look back, but threw a Dark Dream Immortal Body over with his backhand, impatiently

"I must concentrate on feeling the power of this dragon vein, retreat, or die!"

......

What exactly is the scene in front of me showing?

Master Dingjing, who had been chasing after them with a group of people from the Hengshan Sect, looked at the scene in front of her with horror. It was a scene that was like a myth.

She saw a burning firebird, or rather, a figure that looked like the Garuda bird in Buddhist legend.

He has golden wings, a human face with bird feathers, and looks like a blazing golden sun. He is dressed in a celestial robe with necklaces, and has rings and bracelets on his hands. He has a golden halo all over his body!

A more intuitive way to explain that it belongs to the Garuda bird is the thing under its claws.

Is that a...dragon?

Master Dingjing couldn't believe her eyes, but she really saw the struggling, weak dragon under the claws of the golden Garuda bird.

It no longer had the dignity of a dragon, and was only struggling and wailing, yet was destined to be gradually devoured.

The Garuda bird feeds on dragons, and eats one Naga king and five hundred dragons every day. When he was dying, he could not eat, so he flew up and down seven times, then flew to the Diamond Wheel Mountain, where his whole body burned, leaving only a pure blue glass heart.

Master Dingjing began to recite Buddhist scriptures uncontrollably with her rosary beads, almost worshipping the figure as a god.

But she soon woke up because of the dragon... the shadow of the dying dragon.

It was begging Master Dingjing to save itself and save it.

What’s more important is that as the dragon became weaker, Master Dingjing’s intense panic and anxiety became more severe.

It seems that as long as this dragon dies... a lot of bad things will happen!

Driven by thoughts, Master Dingjing no longer cared about so many things. She drew out her sword without hesitation and attacked the Garuda bird in the sky.

"Monster, stop it now!!!"

However, her precious sword could not even get within five feet of the Garuda bird. The sword made of fine steel naturally melted into molten iron within the range of the divine bird.

It was not until now that Master Dingjing finally broke through the illusion in her eyes and truly saw the true appearance of the Garuda bird.

"...The Moon-Embracing Immortal, the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty?!"

Master Dingjing cried out in surprise, but the next moment she was blown away by a gust of air and retreated dozens of meters before finally stopping.

"I must concentrate on feeling the power of this dragon vein, retreat, or die!"

The Moon-embracing Immortal was too lazy to even turn around. He uttered a few words coldly and summoned a Dark Dream Immortal Body at the same time.

Looking at the incarnation of true qi formed by the surging true qi and internal strength in front of them, not only Master Dingjing, but all the martial artists here felt fear and horror from the bottom of their hearts.

It was as if they were just a group of rice-sized points of light, while the Dark Dream Immortal Body in front of them was like a cold waning moon!

As for the sun next to them, they don’t even deserve to feel it!

"Master Sister, let's leave this place first..."

Even the usually strong Master Dingyi was embarrassed and afraid at this moment. This kind of mass suppression made it difficult for her to muster up the courage, not to mention -

She didn't understand why her senior sister was so reckless. What kind of disastrous consequences would Hengshan Sect face if she provoked this Moon-embracing Immortal? !

"Junior sister, take the others and leave first..."

Nun Dingjing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, drew out Dingyi's sword, and whispered

"This matter has nothing to do with Hengshan Sect. From now on, you are the head of Hengshan Sect. Take everyone away and leave, stay away from Hengshan!"

"Senior sister, you..."

"Junior sister! That's a demon! It's a demon that confuses the world and devours everything!!!"

Master Ding Jing pointed at Xia Lang in the air and said sternly

It doesn’t matter whether it is the Garuda bird or not. In other words, even if it is really the Garuda bird in the Buddhist scriptures, what a good image it can be?

Garuda, who feeds on dragons and greedily consumes poisonous flames, has never been a good metaphor. And now this one, who greedily consumes dragon veins and the veins of the Central Plains, is an absolute monster!

"Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will..."

puff!

Before she could utter the passionate words, ten rounds of moon gun fired from the hands of the Dark Dream Immortal Body directly shot Master Dingjing into a honeycomb briquettes.

Volume 41: Xia Lang's Various Transmigrations: Chapter 40 . [Laughing Proudly] Good Descendants of the Zhu Family

puff!

With the Moon Gun sword energy piercing through her body, Master Dingjing flew backwards and fell to the ground before she could finish her words.

This nun, who seemed to be the leader of the righteous camp just a moment ago, simply fell to the ground and turned into a corpse with her eyes open.

This is the absolute gap in strength level. How can a warrior from the Dharma Ending Age of a low-level martial arts worldview be compared with a warrior from a high-level martial arts worldview?

Ants are always just ants.

From beginning to end, Xia Lang did not even glance at the nuns. He devoted himself to absorbing the pure energy of the dragon vein and trying to understand the feeling of this higher level of energy.

He was like a gluttonous Garuda bird, greedily devouring the Ming Dynasty, a dragon that was about to decay and die.

It was as if the Ming Dynasty, which he was about to create and destroy, was already in the future.

Decline, destruction, so what? Nothing in this world should exist forever. Birth, aging, sickness and death, the process from birth to death is not just life, everything must abide by the rules of destiny.