Dragon Tamer Chapter 893: Evil crow
The Seven Immortals Jiao was very happy to take Zhu Minglang to stroll around in this colorful land.
Zhu Minglang discovered that the scene he saw when he was walking around was completely different from what he saw when he led the way.
The place where I have walked before, all I can see is the endless colorful sands, there is nothing but the brilliant colors, it will inevitably be a little tired after watching it for a long time.
While the Seven Immortal Jiao took her around, Zhu Minglang saw many different colorful lakes. These colorful lakes were clean and holy. The water resembled the melting snow of Tianshan Mountains, and the colored sand was as clean as a jewel and pearl. , I lower my sight slightly, I can see the bottom of the lake at a glance, and at the same time I can see the fish swimming in the lake. It feels so clean that they are swimming in the air!
Some fish spirits are glowing with fluorescence, like folk-painted lanterns, and some lake grasses are like carpets of flowers, neatly spread out, and the fairy spirits that surround here are no longer Then, if they refuse to stay thousands of miles away, they will actively gather together, and then drift into the nose and throat like fresh and clean air. The whole person seems to be washed by the extremely clean here, forgetting the pain, hostility and The restlessness was also smoothed out.
It was like being pushed open a door.
What I saw just now was completely different from what Qixian Jiao led himself saw.
Now Zhu Minglang believes that this is the place where the gods once lived, and also feels the extraordinary place of this god.
"Can I practice here?" Zhu Minglang asked Seven Immortals Jiao Dao.
Seven Immortal Jiao nodded, expressing his welcome.
If it weren't for the lack of people here, Zhu Minglang really wanted to build a mansion in this sacred land, and then live here for a long time, presumably he would be immersed for ten or eight years, and then he would be truly invincible in the world.
Unfortunately, this is not the way to practice.
He is still more obsessed with the world, he has friends, relatives, and spouses...
But when you really need to concentrate on practicing and need someone to plan your own path of practice quietly, staying quietly here is indeed the most perfect place.
The distracting thoughts in my heart are slowly dissipating. Zhu Minglang also knows that these distracting thoughts are related to the demons.
I’m not a pure cultivator, and even a cultivator, upright, will actually be trapped by his own way. Zhu Minglang recalled that messy dream, now he can be sure that it’s his own Demon.
Furthermore, when Zhan Shengzun was directly cut down at that time, it also created some demons.
The heart demon wants to control everything, possess everything, and enjoy everything.
The heart demon wants to do whatever he wants, and hopes to be lost in the brilliance and power of today.
If he was a fledgling newcomer, if he had just descended from the Sword Sect of Yaoshan at that time and had not experienced the ups and downs of life, Zhu Minglang is indeed easy to be influenced by the demons, but now he has matured too much...he I already know clearly what I want, what indulge in beauty, what love for money and love, all come from my own heart, demon, and so on. There is really no need to shake myself and make myself feel that I am saved, maybe it is. gentleman.
Without distraction, practice is the most effective at this time.
While Zhu Minglang quietly absorbs the strong psychic energy in this colorful divine soil, he thinks of some sword intent that he has never tried before.
The sword spirit dragon flies in the sky in front of Zhu Minglang, what kind of sword picture Zhu Minglang draws in his mind, and what kind of sword trajectory the sword spirit dragon swings simultaneously.
The other dragons were not idle, one by one, lying in the most aura of the place, the Nuwa dragon coiled around with a graceful and enchanting body, sitting beside Zhu Minglang, chanting some ancient language softly with his hands folded.
The Refining Black Dragon inhales and exhales. It doesn't know why. After each inhalation, some impurities in the body will be eliminated as it exhales. After those impurities are exhaled, it feels that its body is lighter.
Xiao Bai took Zhu Minglang's shoulders, yawned, and was fishing for some small fish in Caihu with his dragon's tail.
Neither Yan Wanglong nor Tianshalong likes this kind of too sacred place. They are in the spiritual realm, just absorbing the aura gathered from Zhu Minglang.
The little golden dragon seems to have discovered a wonderful paradise. It scurrying around in this colorful divine soil, chasing after those beautiful lake spirits.
Peach Demon Lulong obediently lay next to Nuwa Dragon, and practiced with great concentration following the appearance of Nuwa Dragon, and some immortals gradually appeared on his body.
This state gave Zhu Minglang a little insight into the sword world.
Drinking that day, Zhu Minglang also consulted Linghuling about the Sword Realm.
Zhu Minglang also doesn't know if there is a next level in the sword realm.
The wind is the gravel, the heaven and the earth are the furnace...
If there is the next sword state, what should it be, and what kind of power can it achieve?
Furthermore, Zhu Minglang still has one thing that I don't understand.
The sword realms that I have learned since childhood are obviously very sophisticated swordsmanship systems. Among the dragon gates, Zhu Minglang has few opponents with these two sword realm fellow practitioners, and it is extremely difficult to learn some. His swordsmanship seems to be extraordinarily relaxed, as if ever changing.
……
Whether time is passing, Zhu Minglang has no idea.
He is insightful little by little.
At the same time, I recalled every bit of my sword practice.
I don’t know why, Zhu Minglang always feels that the useless sword intent he practiced at the beginning is like a just right bridge in today’s realm. As for letting oneself discover that oneself actually chose the wrong path in the process of speeding.
Everything seems to be laid out.
Zhu Minglang opened his eyes, vaguely feeling that he was thinking about some things too simplistically.
He thought of a person with a simple and elegant robe and long hair tied with a wooden hairpin. She danced a sword in the ice and snow, but she seemed to be colder than the ice and snow.
After she abandoned Jianxiu, all she could see in her eyes was disappointment...
Zhu Minglang still had a lot of confusion before.
But now Zhu Minglang can probably understand the cause of the disappointment and indifference.
The master who taught his sword realm seems to have even taught himself the sword intent of the gods realm.
It's a pity that Zhu Minglang never saw her again after meeting her.
The road to practice is long, and I don’t know when I will meet again.
The heart demon wish Ming Lang may not.
Knot, this is one of them.
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Meditation is not just thinking about nothing.
The heart is like still water, thinking about the things that once made me emotional Three ways to evaluate.
To smooth away the waves of the past is also a kind of practice, which exercises a person's state of mind.
I don’t know how long Zhu Minglang has been in the land of God. When there was a thought that he should leave in his mind, he chose to leave. Although everything here warmly invites himself to continue to cultivate here, I wish Ming Lang knows that he is not a person of the type of idle clouds and wild cranes.
Leaving the Colorful Divine Land, Zhu Minglang did not stay in Baize for a long time.
When Zhu Minglang looked up at his Fuyuan, he found that Fuyuan's purple qi had faded. Obviously, the painstaking practice of Colorful Divine Land this time is God's commendation to him.
Zhu Minglang returned to Xuan Ge God Capital.
The **** Xuan Ge is gorgeous and magnificent, and the smell of fireworks is more cordial. Zhu Minglang discarded the old monk's thoughts of practice without waves, and plunged into this rolling red dust. There were only two in his mind. Words, really fragrant!
Wine and delicacy, right and wrong, taste one by one, and settle one by one!
"Crow, have you seen it, that tall and thin guy likes to wear dark long clothes like you." Zhu Minglang pointed at a person and said to Bai Ze Crow.
"I have seen it, I have seen it, Yang Xu Mosheng, this kind of person is the most tricky to toss!" Bai Ze Crow said excitedly.
"He is a righteous god, swagger, and he should also be at the level of a **** master. What means do you have for me? You want me to see him live and vigorously in recent days, or his spirit is swaying in front of me, I will Cook you into crow soup and feed the dog!" Zhu Minglang said to Bai Ze Crow.
"Shangxian rest assured, other righteous gods may still have some yang destiny blessings. This human heart is unstable and the devil heart is intrusive. I am afraid that the righteous god's position is not so right, and he has done a lot of ashamed of God’s gifts. It’s all said, don’t do bad things during the day and don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night.
What Tianshu God, in the eyes of Baize Crow, is a hapless one. With a few tricks, you can keep the other party awake at night!
"The one next to him is called Pang Lang, and you also serve me well." Zhu Minglang said.
"No problem, I see them, they are going to go to the kiln, I will give them a chicken and weak!"
"..." Zhu Minglang turned around and went to ~IndoMTL.com~ for the time being not to know this dirty crow.
"They don't want to be happy tonight, and then I will give them something to eat and purge what**..." Bai Ze Crow said.
"Crow, I don't think you are very loyal to your duties. Listening to your terms, you have not less to go to the world to watch." Zhu Minglang said.
"Hey, Shangxian, Baize is a forbidden place after all. Although there are many ancient-level existences, they are indeed boring when they are boring. You also know my abilities, my little ones, as long as you see anything, Hearing anything, he will form a consensus with me, so this world actually has a lot of my eyeliner, and occasionally teases some unlucky ones..." Bai Ze Crow said bashfully.
"What have you done more?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It’s nothing, just let some ladies who pretend to be ladies in the daytime, and the ladies who mess around with the courtiers at night to get pregnant unexpectedly, let the guys who don’t come home at night meet the yang-absorbent banshee in the middle of the night, and make those who show their affection in public every day. It's too old to be in contact with each other..." Bai Ze Crow said.
Zhu Minglang began to wonder whether he would lose his life if he let this dirty crow be his servant!