novelpro Chapter 157 Soaring from a Snake to a Dragon's Step
Chapter 157 Soaring from a Snake to a Dragon's Step
Song Xin frowned: "I'm not too sure about this. There is no news from Supervisor Tiansi yet."
"But what is certain is that Momen will never let it go."
Zhong Changsheng could only nod helplessly.
After a day of persistence, it was unexpected that there was no gain.
Not only did not find traces of the existence of the Martial Arts Golden Core level.
Even those great masters, master-level demon disciples and casual cultivators, seem to have disappeared.
It's just that the more this is the case, the more people from the four departments dare not relax.
As old officials for many years, they all smelled a kind of smell that the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is full of buildings.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhong Changsheng also changed his appearance for the next few days, leaving the city quietly to try his luck at Qingming Mountain, but the harvest was not satisfactory.
I didn't meet any demon masters in Yuanshen Realm. I only killed a few Martial Dao Gold Elixirs, gained some karma points, and a few useless earth-grade exercises and earth-grade entry-level martial arts.
[Zilan True Meaning], [Aurora True Meaning], [Blowing Snow True Meaning], [Red Flame True Meaning]...
Taking stock of the true meaning of martial arts he had gained in the past few days, Zhong Changsheng shook his head with some disgust.
These ground-level martial arts themselves and their corresponding true meaning of martial arts are only at the superficial level of the third-rate, and there is nothing worthy of attention.
In terms of strength alone, it is not even as good as Zhong Changsheng's [True Intention of Dark Magic Guardian] that Zhong Changsheng signed on the guards of the Heavenly Demon Palace before.
"Ok?"
"This is?"
Zhong Changsheng's eyes finally brightened when he noticed a ground body skill he had acquired last night.
"[Snake Transforms into Dragon Step]!"
Under the pear tree, Zhong Changsheng moved freely, stepping on the dragon and snake, tossing and turning in the small courtyard, leaving afterimages in the void.
Along with his body turning and walking, in the yard, on the thin layer of snow on the ground, there were traces like coiled snakes walking and crawling.
At first, the tracks in the snow were a few inches deep.
As time passed, Zhong Changsheng's eyes seemed to have a totem of a giant snake flashing, and the steps under his feet became cloudy and foggy, ethereal and unpredictable.
There is only an extremely thin layer of traces left on the snow surface, and if you don't observe carefully, you can't see any clues at all.
Zhong Changsheng's figure still kept moving.
The giant snake in his eyes has long horns and five claws on its belly. Zhong Changsheng's figure changed again and again, and he has already stepped into the air and has nowhere to go.
On the snow, there is no trace of traces to be seen.
At this moment, Zhong Changsheng suddenly felt that the [Magic Dragon Containing Breath True Meaning] in his body trembled faintly.
"Ok?"
"This is?"
In a trance, a loud and clear dragon chant rose from Zhong Changsheng's dantian, and the dragon and snake imprint entrenched in his eyes also quietly became more solidified.
Even the [Phantom Dragon Breathing True Meaning] that Zhong Changsheng had been using for a while seemed to undergo some subtle changes under that strange resonance.
Stopping, Zhong Changsheng stood alone in the snowy night, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the special change just now.
The corners of his mouth twitched, whispering.
"Snakes turn into dragons, phantom dragons hold their breath..."
"In the future, I can collect more martial arts and exercises related to dragons. Maybe there will be some surprises!"
It's just that the joy brought by these little harvests quickly dissipated.
Seeing that his karma value was less than [-] million yuan, Zhong Changsheng couldn't help but frowned.
"The experience packs in Qingming Mountain are getting less and less."
At this time, on the edge of Qingming Mountain, hundreds of miles north of Vientiane City, a large number of magic sect masters were slowly heading north and retreating out of the mountains.
Quite a few of them dispersed to all directions after leaving Qingming Mountain.
When I bumped into the later powerful demon sects, some of them knew each other, and they would stop to persuade them to leave with me.
"Brother Zhang, what happened?"
"Why didn't you stay in Qingming Mountain to hunt the people of the Heavenly Prisoner, but instead came out?"
A later member of the Demon Sect looked at his old friend in surprise.
"Brother Zhao, it is impossible to go to Qingming Mountain. You should take your brother and return to Xuanzhou with me!"
The devil surnamed Zhao frowned: "Why?"
"I will not hesitate to pay a large sum of spirit stones to borrow the teleportation formation of the Taixuan Sect, in order to obtain the blood spirit flower of the other side of the Blood Sacred Sect!"
"Now, Brother Zhang, you are persuading me to turn around, this..."
The devil surnamed Zhang smiled wryly, and said: "The rewards of the Blood River Token are certainly exciting, but no matter how many rewards are offered, no matter how good the treasures are, you have to die to get them."
The devil surnamed Zhao heard the implication, and immediately moved closer and asked: "Why, is there a powerful person in this Qingming Mountain?"
"What more!"
"According to our speculation, there may be hidden in this mountain range is a mighty and powerful man who is subconsciously cultivating, and his cultivation base is at least the ninth level of the primordial spirit!"
"This person has a lot of hostility towards me and other demon warriors."
"These days, many comrades hiding in the mountains have been murdered by him!"
"Even, I heard that even Wutian, the first holy son of Tianmo Palace, and Wuxin, the holy son of Mo Buddha's lineage, died at his hands!"
"hiss!"
The devil surnamed Zhao gasped.
"He dares to kill the Heavenly Demon Overlord, and we wild cultivators, he will not be soft!"
"Brother Zhang is right, you can't stay here for long, I'd better go back to Xuanzhou with you..."
Flowers open and pedicled, each with one branch.
A few days passed, although there were fewer and fewer prey in Qingming Mountain, Zhong Changsheng still insisted on going out of the city every night to hunt the people of the Demon Sect in Qingming Mountain.
Although the harvest is not much, it is better than staying at home.
Early in the morning, when the sky was still only twilight, he quietly returned to Vientiane City.
As soon as he walked to Tai'an Square, Zhong Changsheng frowned.
Just now, he used [Magic Dragon Containing Breath True Meaning] to cover up, and habitually used his spiritual sense to investigate the situation of his home, but accidentally saw Li Pingfeng, the prison guard, standing anxiously outside his home.
Zhong Changsheng's heart moved, he turned a few times, and first bought a drawer of steamed buns on the street, and wrapped them in oiled paper.
Then, carrying the steamed stuffed bun, humming a ditty, rounded a corner, and appeared in front of his house.
"Huh? Brother Pingfeng, why are you here?"
Zhong Changsheng pretended to be surprised, and immediately lifted the steamed stuffed bun in his hand with a smile: "I went out to buy some food, but I neglected Brother Pingfeng if I didn't want to, forgive me, forgive me!"
"Warden Zhong!"
Li Pingfeng was not commensurate with Zhong Changsheng's brother, but said solemnly: "The warden Fan Dian ordered me to deliver a message, please return the warden to the prison tower!"
Zhong Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and asked in doubt: "Brother Pingfeng, what happened to Vientiane City?"
Li Pingfeng hesitated for a moment, and said: "I don't know the specific situation, but I just heard that the supreme powerhouse with the magic gate will visit Vientiane City in the near future."
"The chief warden should be worried about your safety, so..."
Zhong Changsheng's heart moved slightly, and he thought to himself: "The supreme powerhouse of the Demon Sect?"
"It seems that the Blood Sacred Sect's thieves are not dead, and they are still thinking about [Yuan Tu Burial Knife]."
"However, to make the Prisoner of Heaven so close to the enemy, maybe... the headmaster of the blood god came in person?"
As the Sect Master of the Blood Sacred Sect of the Ten Great Devil Sects, his cultivation level must be the same as that of Xu Feng from the Sword Emperor Palace, and he is a sure-fire Dharma Prime Minister.
If you can sign on the opponent once...
Thinking of this, Zhong Changsheng immediately frowned, and said righteously: "No! I can't go back!"
"Longevity!"
Li Pingfeng frowned, and no longer called Zhong Changsheng's position, but said earnestly:
"I understand how you feel, but our Heavenly Prisoner has lost too many brothers these days, you..."
Zhong Changsheng said resolutely: "If I just retreated to the heavenly prison after hearing that the strong man from the Demon Sect is coming, wouldn't my hard work these days be in vain?"
"How will the other three major divisions, and even the people of the Demon Sect, think of my Heavenly Prison Division!"
Li Pingfeng's tone faltered:
"Brother Changsheng, you..."
"I've made up my mind, brother Pingfeng doesn't need to say more!"
Zhong Changsheng persuaded: "Brother Pingfeng, please go back and tell Chief Fan for me, Zhong Changsheng vowed to die this time!"
"Hey!"
Li Pingfeng sighed helplessly, and said, "As expected, you still refuse to go back!"
"Chief Fan expected this to happen. He said, if you really don't want to go back, then remember to stay in the city honestly and never go out!"
"The inner city of Vientiane is surrounded by powerful men, but even in the outer city, if there is a Faxiang Dazun who wants to come in, he will definitely attract him!"
"If you think about it, the giant of the magic way will not be in danger easily."
"Therefore, as long as you stay in the city, you won't be in too much danger!"