Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

Chapter 273: The Transformation Of The Black Backed Golden Winged Dapeng!

For the scriptures of Emperor Dao that the world is almost jealous of, the strength is strong and the way forward is clear, so maybe it is not so obvious whether to see it or not.

But like their realm, seeing more is not a good thing.

Sometimes a road can come to an end, which is far more refreshing than the indecision of those minutiae.

The identity of the two and the method of cultivation are rare in the world, and it is simply difficult to start from scratch.

But some things are, after all, different.

The Daojing is one of the oldest emperor scriptures above the Eastern Wasteland Realm.

These verses, of course, are somewhat unique.

After they silently memorized the content of the scriptures, Han Lian flashed a few thoughts and said:

"Hundreds of soldiers from the third realm of the Taoist Palace, I will not keep Tongtian Pavilion, and I will send all of them to the major cities to guard.

During this process, there are some things that need to be entrusted to you. "

He took a deep breath, already planning everything.

"Please take care of Mr. Wu, control the Great Array of Dongling Mansion, and monitor the Quartet.

Yuanqing, you and Zhang Wuye went all the way, looking for the banning of strange demons between heaven and earth, and suppressing them.

The same is true of Li Desheng and Xu Yuan.

Divide it into two sides and take a two-pronged approach. If there is any obstacle, there is no need to entangle, just mark it.

If you really encounter any conflict, you don't need to start any conflict, just report your name.

If there is a force to obstruct it again and again, all things will be done by me. "

"Why bother my lord with such things?"

Ji Yuanqing listened to Han Lian's words, and his tone was calm.

"If you are disrespectful to the lord, you don't need to exist in this world."

"Yuanqing, restrain the mentality of your noble family, in this world, there are two days of Cangqing."

Han Lian said this for no reason, but his expression didn't change.

He passed some news to them in the form of spiritual thoughts at the snap of his fingers, and continued to speak.

"If you find out about the monster monk, Xu Yuan is a little worse, but only Yuan Qing and me, don't do it yourself.

Because of my appearance, there are too many variables in this world, and some things should be stifled in the bud! "

When he said this, his tone was quite calm, but there was a vague murderous intent, and Ji Yuanqing and Xu Yuan agreed.

After a slight pause, Han Lian suddenly thought of something and continued:

"Although the practice method in this world is a bit inferior, it is in line with this world after all. If you have free time, you should also go to comprehend and practice it, and think that it can help you a little in the realm of one body.

After comprehending the Playing Emperor Sutra, let’s go directly. "

After he said this, several characters who were summoned by him all took orders.

Han Lian gave each of them a little bit of Origin Stone again, and after they all left, the black-backed golden-winged Dapeng who had been standing on Han Lian's shoulder felt a little neglected and cried out for a while.

"What about me, master, what do I need to do?"

"you?"

Han Lian glanced at this guy, although his eyes were full of cuteness at this time, but he never regarded him as a good bird, and chuckled lightly.

I have a few opportunities here that fit with you, and I should invest with you to improve your combat power.

Of course, if you can break through, it will be better. "

chance? !

The black-backed golden-winged Dapeng heard Han Lian's words, a light flashed in his eyes, and he became more honest for a while.

Because it knows that only obedient birds are good birds.

Although it doesn't know much about the truth, its 100% loyalty, coupled with the fact that it has never changed its shape as a beast, is its unique advantage.

But since it is a beast, it can't hide its temperament.

After seeing Han Lian's words, there was no more movement, and it kept staring at Han Lian dryly, waiting quietly.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore."

Han Lian chuckled lightly, flicking his fingers, the blood essence of the golden-winged Dapeng bird was integrated into his body like this.

The black-backed golden-winged Dapeng trembled, and his body was uncontrollable for a while, and his breath was about to overflow.

Seeing this situation, Han Lian turned his hands and put it into the universe in his palm.

What is the golden-winged Dapeng bird?

This is one of the top bloodlines among the demon clan, and it can be said to be the natural overlord of the demon clan.

They soar for nine days, eat dragons, are known for their extreme speed, and don't know much about the world.

The black-backed golden-winged Dapeng itself is a different species among Dapeng birds. Although it is handsome, in the final analysis, it is because the blood is not strong enough.

If it were not so, it would not have a black back.

In the universe in the palm of his hand, the black-backed golden-winged Dapeng crawled there, groggy as if he had drunk fake wine.

It flapped its wings a few times, but somehow, it was unable to fly.

But on him, for some reason, there was a burst of discomfort.

"I don't know what chance the lord gave me."

The black-backed golden-winged Dapeng thought so in his heart, it thought a little ignorantly, but knew that Han Lian would not harm him.

But after a while, he only felt that his body was itching badly.

It was bearable at first, but after a while, it finally became unbearable.

"It tickles me too!"

It squeaked and launched fiercely, and one followed and plucked off the feathers on its body without the slightest hesitation.

After the bird feathers fell to the ground, the itchiness suddenly disappeared, and a cry came from its bones.

It only felt that it was out of control, and suddenly shook its head to regain consciousness, but it was still useless.

Just when it bowed its head on the ground and gave up, golden feathers appeared out of thin air.

The birth of these feathers seems to be uncontrollable, and they grow into all of them in an instant.

Before it could react, all these feathers fell, and another batch of feathers came out in rotation.

After going back and forth like this three or five times, the feathers on the ground were covered with a thick layer, and they were buried in it.

But now, if he doesn't think about anything, he just comfortably arches the feathers.

It is no longer appropriate to call it a black-backed golden-winged Dapeng, but now it has transformed into a real golden-winged Dapeng!

this stupid bird

Seeing this, Han Lian couldn't help but chuckle. As his mind wandered, the secret technique of the Golden Winged Dapeng Bird Clan's 108,000 swords and the Lunhai Vision Tianpeng Fighting the Dragon Diagram entered into his spiritual consciousness.

"Stay close to Lingtai Qingming, so you can understand!"

Daikin was originally quite comfortable, but after hearing Han Lian's words, he couldn't help but snort.

Its body trembled, and in the next instant, all the feathers and feathers in its body sounded a sound of proof.

Behind it, the phantom of Tianpeng Fighting Dragon is gradually becoming clear.

"I just don't know how long this transformation will take."

Han Lian retracted his mind from it, and such thoughts flashed through his mind.