After following the yellow light for about a hundred meters, Feng Jinghong saw a spherical stone suspended in the air. The stone was about three feet in size. Its surface was covered with holes the size of dragon's eyes. The yellow light was emitted from those holes.
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Feng Jinghong walked forward gently and looked at the stone ball in front of him curiously. There was a rectangular protrusion on the top of the stone ball, with the three characters "Shaking Dragon Sutra" engraved on it. Feng Jinghong felt that the blood in his body was
As if it was burning, he looked at the stone ball in front of him in disbelief. This was the same level of technique as the "Tao Jing of Immortality" he practiced.
"Shaking the Dragon Scripture!"
The three big dark characters made Feng Jinghong dizzy and almost fell to the ground. "This is actually a 'classic'. It is said that only cultivation sects above the sect have cultivation techniques!"
Feng Jinghong rubbed her eyes in disbelief, until she was convinced that those three characters were the ancient text "Shaking the Dragon Scripture", then she excitedly waved her fist.
"Haha, I found it, I finally found it!"
Wu Pingfan's crazy voice made Feng Jinghong immediately calm down, turned around, and looked at Wu Pingfan, who was trembling slightly, with vigilance.
""Shaking the Dragon Scripture", hahahaha, "Shaking the Dragon Scripture", there is hope for the revitalization of our Wu family!"
Feng Jinghong was carefully on guard against Wu Pingfan. He knew that when encountering the "Classic", a supreme method of cultivation, not to mention them, even the most advanced monks would go crazy for it. Therefore, Feng Jinghong knew very well that Wu
It would only be normal for ordinary people to take action against him. After all, the way of cultivation is the way of great struggle. Fame, wealth, and skills are all indispensable.
"Brother Wu, how do you think we should distribute these things?"
Feng Jinghong had always had a crush on Wu Pingfan, and he had never been able to see through Wu Pingfan. Although his name was Pingfan, the mystery he revealed in every aspect made Feng Jinghong never dare to underestimate him.
"Well, how to distribute it?"
Wu Pingfan was a little confused, and then he seemed to understand something and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Hahahaha, before answering Brother Feng's question, Wu has something to ask!"
"Brother Wu, just say it's okay!"
"I wonder what Brother Feng's plans are for the future path of cultivation? Do you want to seek immortality, shatter the void, go to the spirit world, the divine world, or even the fairy world, and pursue the same life span as heaven and earth? Or do you want to create a hegemony and establish a
How about Yun Chao, who has the supreme power?"
The fanaticism in Wu Pingfan's eyes suddenly subsided, he looked at Feng Jinghong and asked with a smile.
"Feng has a blood feud, so he naturally wants to pursue the supreme road and gain powerful power. As for the imperial hegemony mentioned by Brother Wu, Feng has no thoughts, and neither of them has the time or energy!"
Feng Jinghong was stunned by Wu Pingfan's words, but he still said what he thought truthfully.
"Haha, that's good, that's good! I was worried about meeting Brother Feng with swordsmanship! It's better now."
"Brother Wu, what do you mean by this?"
"Brother Feng doesn't know that this "Shaking the Dragon Scripture" is not a magical method of cultivation, but a miraculous technique for establishing fortune. It originated from Zhuge Wuhou during the Three Kingdoms period in ancient times. It is a technique for arranging troops in formations to hide luck.
Although the strange book of Gathering Dragon Veins is called a 'classic', it does not contain the supreme method of cultivation."
"How come Brother Wu knows so clearly? Is it possible?"
"Yes, I am the descendant of Wu Hou. With this "Shaking Dragon Scripture", our Wu family will surely rise again and restore its ancient glory!"
"I see. It seems that Feng's life has been in vain!"
Naturally, it was impossible for Feng Jinghong to hand over this wonderful scripture to others so easily. Firstly, he did not want to appear too indifferent and arouse Wu Pingfan's suspicion. Secondly, he really wanted to get some benefits from Wu Pingfan. After all, Wanxian
The conference is about to start. If he doesn't need it, he can give it to the disciples of Longyin Sect.
"Brother Feng, don't worry. I will not disappoint you. The place where the rare treasure is located is often guarded by spiritual beasts. Moreover, I am familiar with the ancestral legends and can also help Brother Feng."
"Haha, if you make Brother Wu laugh, then take action. I will protect Brother Wu from the side!"
"Haha, thank you, Brother Feng. As long as Brother Feng buys a stick of incense for me, that's enough!"
After Wu Pingfan finished speaking, he crossed Feng Jinghong, kowtowed step by step, and walked solemnly towards the luminous stone ball.
"The ancestors are on top, but the disciples of later generations were unworthy and left the ancestral scriptures behind. Today, thanks to the blessings of the ancestors, I can find the lost treasure. Please pass on the magical skills to my disciples and restore my Zhuge glory!"
Wu Pingfan kneeled respectfully in front of the stone ball. His forehead was bloody and bloody due to excessive force when he kowtowed. The blood trickled down his neck and onto his hands.
The stone ball seemed unresponsive, still flashing yellow light intermittently.
Seeing this scene, Feng Jinghong became a little anxious. He knew that this last hurdle was a test of one's luck. Whether he could step onto the final hurdle depended on whether he could pass the hurdle in front of him.
Wu Pingfan, on the other hand, did not show any signs of impatience. He raised his hands high and muttered words, as if he was performing some kind of mysterious sacrificial ceremony.
Buzz!
As Wu Pingfan's voice became louder and louder, the soft yellow light on the stone ball gradually became dazzling, making it even impossible to look directly at it with the naked eye.
Feng Jinghong unconsciously closed his eyes, let go of his consciousness and looked at everything around him quietly. He knew that now was the critical moment, and if there was a guardian beast, it would definitely come out at this time.
The yellow light became brighter and brighter, gradually turning into gold. It was no longer flickering, but radiant. The stone ball looked like a golden sun floating in the air.
Seeing this scene, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Wu Pingfan's face, and his bloody hands suddenly stretched forward and pressed on the three ancient characters of "Shaking the Dragon Scripture"!
"Meow!"
A clear cat meowing sounded, and even the consciousness of Feng Jinghong who spread all over the cave could not find where the sound came from.
"No, the guardian beast has appeared!"
Feng Jinghong knew that this was Wu Pingfan's critical moment, and without any hesitation, she immediately turned around, holding the Demon Sword in her left hand, pinching her fingers with her right hand, and preparing to shoot out at any time.
"Meow!"
A snow-white kitten stood on tiptoes and walked gently towards Feng Jinghong.
"cat?"
Feng Jinghong was a little surprised. In his impression, the guardian beast always had a special appearance, and a strange book like "Shaking the Dragon" should at least be guarded by a strange beast with amazing strength, so he
He didn't care about the exposure of "Infinite Tribulation Finger" and was always prepared, but what he didn't expect was that a harmless cat came.
"No, this cat is not ordinary, its eyes actually have nine colors, it looks so weird!"
Even though it was an ordinary cat, Feng Jinghong did not relax his vigilance and kept paying attention to it with his spiritual consciousness. Unexpectedly, the white cat stopped a few feet away from Feng Jinghong, with its petite head
Lifting it gently, the two eyes turned out to be so psychedelic with nine colors!
"Meow!"
The white cat barked at Feng Jinghong, but in Feng Jinghong's ears, it sounded like a young girl whispering in his ear. Her voice was as warm as the spring sun, and when she heard it, her whole body seemed to be shaking.
My bones are almost soft, my whole body is soft and very comfortable.