chewing dragon

Chapter 110 Gouging out the Heart
Everyone immediately followed his gaze, and saw a peach petal suddenly appeared out of thin air on the side of the mountain dragon's head, and then a pink brilliance flashed, and a large piece of the mountain dragon's ear was cut off neatly.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain dragon's ear flew up by itself and fell into Deng Fuqing's mouth.

The woodcarving old man proudly puffed his cheeks, biting and chewing, chewing and swallowing, and then let out a satisfied sigh.

Jiao Yulang looked interesting, and couldn't help being surprised and said: "Senior Zhu said that this mountain jellyfish is a hundred-year-old bamboo shoot. I ate it in my mouth before. Although it also tasted like meat, it melted in the mouth without much chewing. It's just that the appearance is false, I didn't expect that there is really cartilage in the ear!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and stretched it towards the missing mountain dragon ear, but unexpectedly, he was gently knocked away by a pink petal halfway.

Deng Fuqing glared at Xiaowazi: "This stuff is most suitable for people with weak Qi and blood and thin body. The old man is so thin, how dare you fight for it?"

Jiao Yulang was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at the expression of the woodcarving old man. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be really angry, his natural tiredness couldn't help showing his head again.

He immediately asked Deng Fuqing with a smile: "Speaking of which, this mountain dragon is considered to be a wood spirit, right? Senior Deng can talk about it?"

"Fart! You and chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep are still made of flesh and blood. Are you the same race as them?"

Deng Fuqing's eyes widened, and the long beard and beard under his jaw trembled: "This thing is just a pig and dog raised by the Lord Cao Jiang for the King of Qi. Even his intelligence is muddled. ? And what is worthy of a Jiao character?"

Hearing this, Jiao Yulang immediately took a peek at Zhu Yihou, wanting to see the expression of this mighty Marquis who was actually in charge of Caojiang and Longyanshan at the same time.

Tsk tsk, the god of raising pigs and dogs... This reputation is really not good!Not to mention that this marquis is still guarding himself and stealing, eating and drinking by himself, but he even feeds the boat ghost with the essence of the mountain flood dragon!

Zhu Yihou remained calm, and said in a calm tone: "Brother Deng, you and I don't even know each other. You came to Daqi to look for Zhu, why?"

"It's not special. I came to Qi for other business. I heard about your reputation as the master of Cao Jiang by chance, so I hurried here to try my luck."

Deng Fuqing explained a few sentences, and then said: "I came to look for you, of course, to ask for a heart of the red heart tree! You have also seen that for some reason, the old man has a trace of Yin evil in his body that can never be eliminated. You can't transform into arms. If you don't get rid of this hidden danger, there is no hope of Dao Seed consummation in this life, let alone stepping into the fourth realm."

Seeing what he said so frankly, Zhu Yihou's eyes flashed strangely, but he still shook his head and said: "The red heart tree has long been extinct in Daqi. It's just this one in my chest. This is the foundation of Zhu's enlightenment, if it is taken out, half of a life will be lost first, and the realm will definitely fall, and it is absolutely impossible to give it to others!"

"That's not necessarily the case!" Deng Fuqing said this, and the atmosphere in the meeting froze immediately.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he has already said immediately: "It is said that in ancient times, the Yan Emperor Zhu Xiang used the red heart wood as a totem. The world was windy and Yang Qi accumulated, everything disintegrated and fruit failed. , to determine the group of students."

"My view is that Fellow Daoist Zhu has already been framed by the heart of this red heart tree. If you can't follow the example of your ancestors, exterminate the poison of the red fire, and reconcile the yin and yang, you will be as hopeless as me. Sooner or later, you will be burned by fire and poison!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou suddenly changed color.

He stared at Deng Fuqing for a long while, then let out a breath, and asked in a muffled voice: "I think Brother Deng already has a plan in mind, why teach me?"

"Shaohao sits in the morning, puts on his bridle. Severe frost has just fallen, and the cool wind is bleak."

The wooden carving old man pointed his chin at the Luqi people who were still unconscious outside the pavilion: "When the old man came, this song "Song of Falling Frost" was played on the boat, right?"

Seeing Zhu Yihou's unwavering expression, he couldn't help but chuckled: "I know that Sheng Jiang Daotong doesn't approve of the previous sentence, and he just changed it to something like 'the sun is the master of the morning, and the autumn god is the bridle'!" But it can't be true, If it’s fake, it’s not true, and changing a few words is nothing but self-deception.”

"Leaving aside this, let's just say that this song has been handed down for countless years and has been tampered with several times. The charm has been lost. How can it reconcile the poison of the red heart wood?"

Zhu Yihou was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at the Luqi people outside the pavilion, and flicked his red sleeves: "Give me gold and silver, and send it back to where I came from!"

"Follow the Lord's orders!"

The black-clothed tortoise appeared out of nowhere, first answered loudly, and then brought a few attendants in black to carry the Luqi people down.

Zhu Yihou withdrew his gaze, his eyes dimmed slightly, and sighed, "How could Zhu not know what Brother Deng said? But Brother Deng also said earlier that this red heart tree contains yang, and the fire in the south hides itself. , is the extremely difficult poison of Yanghuo, what can I do if I don’t need to be suppressed by the Song of the Sun Lord Autumn God’s Falling Frost?”

"That's ridiculous!"

Deng Fuqing immediately shook his head: "There is a saying in Taoism, the heaven and the earth are united, and the nectar will fall. After the nectar falls, the vermilion grass will sprout! The frost and snow are too harsh. Although it can suppress the poison of Yanghuo, it has no harmonizing and nourishing effect. It’s treating the symptoms, not the root cause.”

"If you want to reconcile yin and yang, the nectar of this world is the best. If you want to attract nectar, you must use holy sounds, just like the ancient poems say, qin and zi beat drums to pray for rain! You are a descendant of the Zhuxiang family. Don't you hear the holy voice?" The harp of the shadows and the song of calling the rain that the emperor relies on to become enlightened?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou immediately smiled wryly: "How could Zhu not know that! Brother Deng also said just now that in ancient times, Zhu Xiang's yang flourished and yin declined, and strange winds often blew. The sky is dry and the ground is cracked, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and the grains are not harvested."

"Zhu Xiang's family used Zhesi and Liangtong to make five-stringed cymbals. Once the strings are plucked, the strange wind will gradually subside. If the strings are plucked again, the clouds will be dense. When the strings are plucked three times, heavy rain will fall and all kinds of grass will sprout. From then on, the weather will be smooth and the people will live in peace. Unbeknownst to Brother Deng, the word Zhe in Zhu's single name came from this."

"However, the descendants of the later generations are unworthy. Today, even the name of Zhu Xiang's family has gradually disappeared, let alone what is shady and callous!"

After all, Zhu Yihou Zhuzhe suddenly realized, staring at the woodcarving old man, his face was full of disbelief, but there was a hint of expectation.

Seeing Deng Fuqing laughed, nodded and said: "Your Caojiang branch has not been passed down, so it may not be available elsewhere! The five strings that are revered as Yuanser are shady, I really have no ability to find them, but this "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Pu" Well...hehe!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou's beard and hair stood erect, his expression was even more distorted, mixed with surprise and ecstasy: "Brother Deng, this matter is not a joke!"

On the contrary, Deng Fuqing put away her frivolous expression before, and said seriously: "You just say whether to change or not? With this ancient book, Fellow Daoist Zhu can reconcile yin and yang and go a step further!"

"I see that you are reluctant to part with Cao Jiang, the ancestral foundation, and finally became the confidant of King Qi... Although without the heart of the Chixinmu tree, you can no longer walk the way of the emperor, but if you With the Long Book and Lin Pu in hand, it might not be impossible to establish the Feilong clan's orthodoxy and fight for the position of Sidu!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou stood up abruptly, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Change! As long as the score is true, Zhu will change with Brother Deng!"

"I'm waiting for your words!"

Deng Fuqing laughed loudly, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a roll of bamboo slips, and flew straight to Zhu Yihou: "I invite fellow Daoist Zhu to appreciate it!"

Zhu Yihou quickly reached out to catch it, and sat back on the stool. He opened the bamboo slips and only glanced at it for a while, when suddenly his whole body trembled, and some kind of mysterious change occurred in the aura around him.

At the same time, the wind on the river seemed to be getting stronger, and the sound of the Caojiang River's rushing water suddenly became louder, and even the entire painting boat swayed accordingly.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the water, and the creaking of the boat seem to form some kind of wonderful rhythm.

The angry crane in Qi Jingzhi's heart let out a long cry, and began to dance along with it, the dryness in his heart, the aura and the power of the medicine in his body all calmed down a bit.

Deng Fuqing listened for a while, and couldn't help nodding her head slightly: "Wonderful! It is indeed the joy of enlightenment of Zhu Xiang, the holy emperor of the human race! It's a pity that this score requires blood, and it doesn't match what the old man has learned. It’s refreshing, but I can’t comprehend any mystery.”

Hearing this, Zhu Yihou suddenly raised his head, his eyes opened and closed brilliantly, and he closed the bamboo slips and put them on the table.

He was in a good mood, and explained with a smile: "The violin and harp are both weapons of the holy emperor, and they are indeed different from the Taoist inheritance. The harp is stingy and idle, so punishing anger and suffocating desire is the virtue of a righteous man!"

"A ruler has integrity, and ministers have righteousness. Then the four seasons are in harmony, and the four seasons are in harmony, and then all things are born, so it is called a scorpion. The light of virtue, the harmony of the four qi, and the principles of all things. Therefore, the clear and bright image The sky, as vast as the earth, always resembles the four seasons, revolves like wind and rain; the five colors are written and not chaotic, the eight winds follow the law but not adultery, Baidu can be counted and there is permanence."

As he said that, Zhu Yihou suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Jingzhi, and said solemnly: "It is recorded in the "Book of Rites" and passed down by the sages, since you have the surname Jiang Qi, you should take this as the abyss of practice and the correct way to overcome calamities! "

"Five colors are written but not chaotic, eight winds follow the law but not adultery, Baidu can be counted but there is permanence..." Qi Jingzhi recited it silently in his heart, and nodded solemnly.

He has never studied the "Book of Rites", and he doesn't understand the rhythm, and the "Xian Yu Jing" he has studied does not look like the holy emperor's orthodox system, but he refuses to let go of the slightest chance, and immediately secretly stimulates the anger of the crane Gu, using the crane dance method to forcibly record the wonderful sound that he just heard.

Seeing that the young man in front of him seemed to have realized something, Zhu Yihou nodded lightly, then turned to Deng Fuqing and said: "Brother Deng has given you a generous gift, and I appreciate it! There is no way to repay a great kindness, so let's repay it with the heart of a red heart tree!" "

After finishing speaking, He tore off the red robe with both hands, exposing his chest.

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, and they saw that the heart of the Caojiang Water God was inlaid with some kind of foreign object, which looked like a human heart, and its color was like a red fire. There were obvious wooden textures on the rough surface, and there seemed to be bright yellow flames inside. rise.

The foreign object penetrated extremely deep into the flesh, and the flesh next to it was all fiery red, and there was a black-red root system under the skin, which crawled all over the chest like blood vessels.

Seeing this strange appearance, Qi Jingzhi and Jiao Yulang looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

Deng Fuqing also showed a strange light in his eyes: "I think this is the heart of the Chixin tree. You use the wood heart to connect your heart and forcibly purify your own blood. You are so eager for quick success, and your cultivation has improved, but this is no different from suicide. ?”

Zhu Yihou stared at Mu Xin on the heart for a moment, then raised his head and smiled slightly: "Bi was born with thin blood, and his talent is even more dull. In order to keep this Cao Jiang ancestral property, he had to resort to such extraordinary means, which makes everyone laugh!"

Deng Fuqing shook her head lightly, and said with emotion: "It's true that every family has a hard-to-recite scripture! Although this wooden heart has not completely replaced your heart, it is already deeply ingrained. If you want to take it out, you have to seriously injure your vitality! "

"If you don't take it out, as Brother Deng said, sooner or later you will be burned to death!"

Zhu Yihou didn't take it seriously, he shook his head and smiled and said, "The two evils are the lesser, even if Brother Deng doesn't come, Zhu will have to cut his heart out sooner or later, it doesn't matter how many years earlier or later. Not to mention Now that I have obtained Lin Pu, it is even more unexpected joy!"

Before he finished speaking, the Water God of Caojiang had his right hand formed into a claw, he inserted it into his heart without hesitation, grabbed Mu Xin and pulled it out fiercely, immediately blood splattered everywhere!

The next moment, there was a red wooden heart dripping with blood and steaming in his hand, and a shocking blood hole was left in the heart!

At the same time, it was as if a stove had been lit in the Jiangxin Pavilion, and everyone felt the hot wind rushing towards their faces, and waves of surging heat swept across the four directions one after another.

This scene of gouging out the heart was truly appalling, Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and the feeling in his heart was hard to understand.

The position of Caojiang Water God is hereditary, outsiders only feel that it is extremely impressive, but who knows that there is such a bitter secret behind it.

At that moment, Zhu Yihou snorted, gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts so much, brother Deng, please borrow the quick sword!"

He said this because there are many blood vessel-like roots growing on the inner side of the red wooden heart, most of the thinner ones have been torn off, and a few thick ones have been pulled straight, protruding into the heart. Inside the blood hole.

"Good talk!"

Deng Fuqing responded, and a peach petal suddenly appeared, cutting off those deeply involved roots in two or three strokes.

Zhu Yihou breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately threw the red wooden heart to the wood carving old man, stretched out his hand to pull out the broken roots from the flesh, and then sealed the hole in the heart with a large group of cyan red shrimp essence. blood hole.

On the other side, Deng Fuqing called out a few more peach petals, and firmly caught the red wooden heart.

As the sword light flickered, the remaining roots and the blood-stained veneer rustled down.

In just a short while, a thin layer of the red wooden core was peeled off, the original rough skin was gone, and it became extremely smooth, and the bright yellow flames inside became more and more conspicuous.

Deng Fuqing stared at the heart of this red heart tree, his eyes gradually became hot.

He opened his mouth suddenly, and swallowed the red wooden heart in one gulp!
　I'm a bit busy these days, and I may not be able to guarantee that it will be updated on time at ten o'clock, and when I finish writing, I will post it.This chapter has just been written, and it is hot.

　　
　
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