Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 67: Wen Zhong

Shen Lian had already arrived outside Emperor Qiu at this time. He didn't have arrogance and continued to stay in Emperor Qiu at this time. Text

After all, Shen Lian injured the high priest, and King Xia's angry dragon fist, even if he resolved most of it, still caused him to suffer hidden injuries.

The dragon fist of King Xia is really the ultimate move of the cultivator. A heavy hammer-like dragon fist, when it comes into contact with Shen Lian, the power of fist invades Shen Lian's body, removing its finest blood vessels and meridians. Destroyed, if it is someone else, at this time there is only one piece of skin left, and the internal organs must not turn into blood.

Shen Lian hasn't tasted the taste of being flat for a long time. This time Wang Xia really taught him a lesson.

Until now, King Xia's dragon fist still has residual strength in Shen Lian's body, but it is suppressed by its tyrannical soul.

But if King Xia has taken advantage of it, it is not the case. The sword intent of Abi and Yuantu is not so easy to remove. Presumably in the dead of night, King Xia, a cultivator who concentrates on cultivating the flesh, is more capable. Experience the piercing pain. In fact, what Shen Lian didn't know was that before meeting Shen Lian, King Xia tried the Slaughter Sword.

Shen Lian's current location is a dark and crushed woods. He leaned against the trunk of a big tree with Tianma beside him, chewing on the leaves, which actually relieved the shock he had received before.

Suddenly Tianma stopped eating the leaves and stepped back in the direction of Shen Lian.

A thick black small leg appeared in front of him, with a terrifying breath, and a kind of stagnant pressure suddenly poured out, approaching the level of Ying Long.

The owner of the little black legs is definitely a beast comparable to dragons and phoenixes, and that makes Tianma with dragon blood so scared.

Shen Lian stared calmly at everything in front of him, and the owner of the small leg finally revealed the whole picture. It was an ink-colored unicorn with soft and shiny hair.

And on the back of the ink-colored unicorn, there was actually a man in linen, with a cloud shoe under his feet, with a few cold stars on it, wearing a cyan headband, standing upright in black and white.

From Shen Lian's perspective, only the side of the Mai man can be seen, cold and arrogant, like an artwork carved out of rock.

The man riding Mo Qilin didn't seem to notice Tianma and Shen Lian, and continued to walk forward.

Shen Lian's heart moved, "Friends of Taoism, please stay."

The man in sackcloth wearing a headband seemed to hear Shen Lian's words, like a cloud of smoke, and suddenly a huge unicorn head appeared in front of Shen Lian, his breath was burning, and he was about to spray on Shen Lian's face.

Fortunately, Tianma has already been tested by the black dragon. This time, he was not frightened and collapsed, and he stood upright. It encourages itself with its ambition to become the King of the Heavenly Horse, and it must not fall here.

"Poor Dao hears the middle, I am about to take Dao Diqiu, I don't know why my friend called me to stay?" The Mai Yi man looked cold, but he spoke very kindly. Although his head was a little white, he actually looked only thirty. Around, just the wealth of the year.

Shen Lian smiled slightly and said: "What's the matter with fellow Daoist going to Diqiu, coincidentally I am coming out of Diqiu."

"Oh, it turns out that fellow Daoist came from Emperor Qiu. I saw you with a quiet temperament before Pan Dao. I thought you were a fellow cultivator in a famous mountain. I wanted to disturb you, but I can fix my eyes. You seem to be unwell. Now the world is becoming chaotic, and the poor Dao dare not approach you actively for fear of misunderstanding you. This will turn a blind eye. I didn’t expect fellow Daoists to take the initiative to call me."

Wen Zhong's forehead was closed with a raised flesh mark, but it was really like a closed eye, but his words were very contagious. It made people feel like a spring breeze, and it was difficult to produce a guarded mind.

Regardless of whether he is really sincere to others or pretending, only relying on his mount Mo Qilin, he knows that Wen Zhong's origin is not the same.

Furthermore, Shen Lian also knew that in a mythological book of Conferred Gods that he had read before, a very charismatic villain was named Wen Zhong, who was the Taishi of Yin Shang.

Shen Lian's heart gradually became clear. This world may be contaminated with the myth and history of the earth, but it is never exactly the same as the history and mythological records he saw in the past. Some things can only be used as reference. , Not a theorem.

Just like King Xia, he is called Siqi, not the tyrant Jie Sigui.

Si Qi has read mythology and history according to Shen Lian, and that should be the son of Si Wenming, not a descendant of many generations.

But Xia Wangsi's true temperament is like the scorching sun, so that no one can ignore it, just like the legendary tyrant Xia Jie who compares himself to the sun.

Shen Lian smiled lightly: "The Daoist's eyesight is so brilliant, it can be seen that the magical skills are also outstanding. It is no wonder that he can subdue Mo Qilin and other wild alien species."

Wen Zhong showed a hint of shyness, and said: "The Daoist is ridiculously praised. It is not my surrender, but after my master, seeing that I still lack a strange animal to travel, he gave it to me. ."

"Only listening to the descriptions of fellow daoists shows that Lingshi must be a man of greatness and honesty. If there is destiny, I would like to visit one or two." Shen Lianyan said with a smile.

He was thinking about ~IndoMTL.com~ to be able to donate treasures like Mo Qilin to anyone at will. Even if Wen Zhong's mentor is not the rumored Virgin of the Golden Spirit, he is afraid that he is a person with great magical powers.

Shen Lian has a kind of intertwined view of mythology and history, as if he is not crossing two different worlds, but a time.

If it is really going against the flow of time, for Shen Lian, it is a thousand times better than re-entering reincarnation, because the Taoist Buddha is always a great way to jump out of time and seek verification.

To jump out of the long river of time that exists in the Three Realms and Six Paths, you must have the experience of going upstream and downstream, so that you can condense the past, future, and present into one point, and become a special life form, thus jumping out of the long river of time .

It's just that there are any details in it. Shen Lian would naturally not understand if he hadn't reached that point.

Wen Zhong sighed: "Pan Dao also wants to see his mentor again, but unfortunately, the family teacher has a high level of mana. She has never been the only one who came to see Pang Dao, and it is extremely difficult for Pang Dao to take the initiative to see his teacher." /

Shen Lian suddenly said in a serious manner: "It turns out that Friends of Taoist Wen took the initiative to meet with his apprentice, and it is precisely because he followed Lingshi's style. No wonder, no wonder."

Shen Lian said two "no wonder" in a row, with a serious expression, he was stunned when he saw it, and then suddenly reacted and said: "Okay, fellow Taoist teased me, so you have already seen the poor disciple son Zhao , I know the identity of the poor road."

"I've been admiring the Daoist's name for a long time. I'm just a little bit tricked, but I don't want to take it seriously." Shen Lian said with a smile, his attitude is sincere and modest.

Wen Zhong didn't feel any annoyance at first, and he couldn't be angry at this moment.

Just smiled and said: "Since there is such a cause and condition, I would dare to ask fellow daoists not to hesitate, take this medicine, and it will heal your injuries."

While speaking, Wen Zhong took out a black pill.

(To be continued.)

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