Plane hunting

Chapter 1004 Conquering Qin Tianjian

Thanks: Brother 08a for the reward, thank you Xia Tian.

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"A picture?"

'Huang Shaohong' was baffled and felt that this was some kind of test, so he said immediately:
"Use whatever skills you have. I've even seen bashui calligraphy, so I'm still afraid of you drawing alone?"

Speaking of it, even if the other party wants to compare calligraphy and painting with 'Huang Shaohong', he is really not afraid.

This guy is not the scumbag who didn't know anything about Chinese studies before. He has been the emperor of several worlds, and his painter is Huizong Zhao Ji.

The rich middle-aged man didn't understand what 'Bashui Calligraphy' was, but he also knew that 'Huang Shaohong' told him to start, and immediately shouted:
"Okay, listen to the song and get out of the way quickly, uncle, I'm going to paint, don't hurt you!"

The 'Daotong' who brought 'Huang Shaohong' heard this, and seemed to know how powerful he was, and quickly bowed to 'Huang Shaohong':
"Sir, be careful, Ting Song will watch the battle from the sidelines!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for 'Huang Shaohong' to agree, he quickly moved away and stood aside.

At this time, the mana fluctuations on the rich middle-aged man began to fluctuate violently, apparently urging the mana, and the tip of the large writing brush in his hand glowed with black light.

I saw that his wrist started to turn, and the brush in his hand started to write and draw in the void.

While drawing out of thin air, he opened his mouth and said:
"I drew a piece of water, called the Yellow River, with big waves and turbulent waves, nothing can stop it!"

As he spoke, the strokes of the pen in his hand connected dots, just like ink painting, drawing a few waves in the void.

Those waves were suspended in mid-air. After he drew the surging Yellow River water in his last stroke and connected these waves into one piece, the ink painting seemed to come alive, turning into surging Yellow River water, rushing in the direction of 'Huang Shaohong' and 'Ma Qi' Come.

'Huang Shaohong' feels like watching an IMAX3D movie in a cinema.

Intuition that it is not illusory, but the real Yellow River suddenly appeared in front of the eyes, rushing forward.

Even with the strong wind blowing towards his face, he could feel the infinite water vapor carried in the wind.

Ma Qi behind him felt the same way, but he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

At this moment, the dozens of people who appeared in the "Qin Tianjian" applauded at the same time.

At the same time, 'Yuan Tiangang' and 'Li Chunfeng' stood side by side on the observatory platform of 'Qin Tianjian', watching all this through the 'circle light technique' in the Taoist technique.

'Yuan Tiangang' praised:

"The Ma family's 'Ruyi Magic Brush' really deserves its reputation. I don't know if Huang Erlang can pass this level!"

'Li Chunfeng' smiled lightly and said:

"Fellow Daoist Ma Yong is going to be stumped this time, brother, don't forget what Huang Erlang's boxing intention is!"

Outside the gate of 'Qin Tianjian', 'Huang Shaohong' faced the raging Yellow River, not dodging or dodging, and suddenly slapped out his palm.

Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms
'Lishe Okawa! '

With a high-spirited dragon chant, a golden dragon transformed from a fist appeared out of thin air.

Benefiting the big rivers, taking advantage of the wood is also meritorious.

In the Huan hexagram, sunda is the lower ridge and the upper is sundae. Sunda is wood, and the ridge is water. Wood can be used as a boat, and a boat can be used on water.

There is a golden dragon to fix the storm, and I will travel in the water for the giant boat.

With a single palm strike, the golden dragon transforms into a golden dragon, and the turbid water can't be overwhelmed!
The palm of 'Huang Shaohong' struck out the essence of 'Lishe Dachuan'. As soon as the golden dragon came out, he stepped forward, turning into a huge boat guarded by the golden dragon, flattening the wind and waves, calming the waves, and going upstream.

Even Ren Nazhen, the water of the Yellow River, could not stop him in the slightest.

'Huang Shaohong' rode the wind and waves, arrived in front of the middle-aged man, stretched out his left hand, poked the middle-aged man's eyes with his index finger and middle finger, and when he was frightened and wanted to hide, he used his right hand skillfully to perform the "dog hitting stick method" The 'Mastiff's Mouth Seizes the Staff' in the picture took the large writing brush into his hand.

The rich middle-aged man was startled when he saw the opponent's two sticks poking him in the eye. You must know that he is proficient in magic arts, but fighting is not his strong point.

But suddenly he felt light in his hand, and the "Ruyi Magic Brush" that he had sacrificed for many years had already entered the other party's hands.

Losing the mana support of the 'rich middle-aged man', the next moment, all the water in the Taotao Yellow River dissipated, and the people around seemed to have experienced a fantasy.

'Ma Qi' felt the deepest. He was ready to be washed down Longshouyuan by the big waves with the carriage, but he didn't expect that the waves would be smashed by his master about a foot in front of him, which made him excited and happy .

"Hurry up and return my magic brush, you will pass this test!"

The rich and middle-aged man, seeing the magic pen fell into the opponent's hands, was afraid of making a mistake, so he quickly surrendered.

'Huang Shaohong' smiled, you use the Yellow River to attack me, if you let me break it, you will have to admit defeat, how can it be so cheap!

He laughed:
"This is not a bad painting. I'll treat it as my general's trophy. Besides, the Yellow River you drew is too petty. This general will also draw a picture. Let you cats and dogs see what it means to see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky!"

As soon as he got the brush, 'Huang Shaohong' felt that it was a magic weapon. Surprisingly, this magic weapon didn't recognize the owner, so he said so.

He didn't know if he could use this magic weapon, and tentatively poured his true essence into it, and with the injection of his true essence, the tip of the brush also lit up with a trace of ink.

There is a door!

'Huang Shaohong' was overjoyed, and began to draw on his hands, and at the same time chanted loudly:

"On the nine heavens of the Yellow River, people and ghosts overlook the important pass.

The long wind blows the high waves, and the sun shines cold.

It is as steep as Luliang Qianren, as strong as Qiantang in August, and it goes straight down to wash the world. "

From the nine heavens, a long river suddenly fell, like the Milky Way flowing backwards, and slammed towards the dozens of people in front of the gate of the 'Qin Tianjian', with a monstrous momentum.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is the Yellow River?Don't bully us for not having read the book!
Comparing the Yellow River drawn by the middle-aged man before with the current water potential, the previous one was the dry period, while the one painted by 'Huang Shaohong' is the flood season, and no one can stop under the water peak.

Perhaps only the people's army of the later generations who are united as one and conquer the sky will have the courage to fight against it, but these monks in front of them don't have the guts!
On the observatory, 'Yuan Tiangang' and 'Li Chunfeng' changed color at the same time:
"No, Huang Erlang, actually integrated the meaning of the poem into the magic brush. It seems that some kind of change has occurred and the spell has been enhanced. Ma Yong and the others may be hard to resist!"

The dozens of people in front of the gate of the Qin Tianjian sensed the unstoppable torrential flood, locked them all, and after engulfing them, they all yelled, and took out their own abilities or magic weapons to deal with this catastrophe. The monstrous water potential came.

Some use magic weapons to protect the body, some recite the "Water Avoidance Jue" silently, some release flying swords to fly into the air, and some set up a breeze to ride the wind.

'Huang Shaohong' laughed loudly, kept writing in his hand, and recited aloud in his mouth:

"The turbulent waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, and the Yangtze River drowned many heroes."

The torrential water of the Yellow River that fell from the sky seemed to be a little more turbulent after his words.

'bang'

Just as a monk was riding the wind, he was directly swept into the waves by the huge waves, and was drawn into the long river.

'boom'

Another monk sacrificed a precious gourd in front of his body, emitting a precious light to block the water, but the water was more than a million tilted, smashing the precious light in an instant, and dragging the monk into a huge wave.

Dozens of people couldn't even fight back, and were submerged in the monstrous water in an instant.

The force of the water falling from the nine heavens was still incessant, engulfing these people, and bombarded towards the main gate of the Qin Tianjian.

The main entrance of the 'Qin Tianjian' was also arranged in formation, when the Yangtze River came rushing, it emitted a dazzling golden light, trying to block the water.

'Huang Shaohong' drew a few strokes on his hand, increasing the force of the wind and water, while reciting:

"The Yellow River comes west to conquer Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the dragon's gate!"

Any dragon gate can be touched, let alone the gate of a Qin Tianjian.

'boom'

The gate was directly knocked open by the river, and the river rushed into the Qin Tianjian. It was only then that 'Huang Shaohong' took back his true energy. The next moment, the mana on the big brush dissipated, and the Nine Heavens River, the huge waves, which he painted, were here. All gone in a moment.

Only the monks in the courtyard of Qin Tianjian were left stumbling around.

'Huang Shaohong' stopped because he didn't want to hurt anyone, and because the brush in his hand really consumed his true energy, and it was difficult to fully supply the endless true energy of his [-]th-level 'Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo Gong', so he needed to wait a while. Hurry up, if he persists for a while, his true energy will be completely consumed.

'Huang Shaohong' turned his head and asked 'Ma Qi' to drive the carriage aside. The latter laughed and walked into the gate of 'Qin Tianjian'.

While laughing, he also said to the little Taoist priest Ting Song who accompanied him in:

"Just this bunch of bastards, dare not let me go through the middle door? In the end, I was stunned for a long time, and no one can beat me!"

The faces of the dozens of monks on the ground were all flushed as if they were on fire.

One person struggled to get up and rushed towards 'Huang Shaohong', it was the rich middle-aged man who shouted: "Give me back my magic pen!"

'bang'

Before he got close, he was kicked by 'Huang Shaohong' and vomited blood and flew backwards:

"You big-headed ghost, didn't you hear the general say that this is the general's spoils of war!"

This middle-aged man has all his skills in the brush, how can he fight against 'Huang Shaohong' if he loses the brush, he is so angry that it affects his internal injuries, and in the end he spits out another mouthful of blood, and he is much more depressed.

"Okay, okay, my Ma family will not let you go!"

'Huang Shaohong' waved his hand:
"Whoever you love, you won't pay it back anyway, hurry up and take me to see 'Yuan Tiangang' without the second pass!"

A thin, middle-aged Taoist priest got up from the ground, turned his head and said to others:
"Fellow daoists, please step back, the poor daoist is about to cast a spell!"

When the others saw that it was him who made the move, they were all overjoyed: "Master Mao made the move, and he will definitely defeat this kid and save us face!"

Seemingly knowing that this Taoist is powerful in magic, the others got up one after another and retreated to a distance.

The middle-aged Taoist turned to 'Huang Shaohong' Jishou and said:

"Because of Dao Maoshan Mao's generosity, he will be the master of the second level. If you admit defeat, fellow Taoist, there is still time. Otherwise, if you cast spells according to the way, you may not be able to retreat completely. Even if you save your life, you may still be injured." foundation!"

'Huang Shaohong' asked curiously:
"You are Mao Dafang from the Maoshan sect? Then do you know someone named Mao Xiaofang? Where is Kuang Tianyou?"

That 'Mao Dafang' looked confused when asked, and said dissatisfiedly:
"Fellow Daoist, don't gossip. Since you don't know what's good and what's wrong, don't blame Daoist Daoist for being cruel!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and shouted:
"Fellow daoists, please use the Tao to activate the formation in the prison. I want to use the Maoshan forbidden technique 'Hundred Ghosts at Night'!"

The others made friends one after another, and they all cast spells, activating the protective array in the Qin Tianjian, blocking the sun, and the whole sky dimmed in the next moment, like night.

On the 'Star Observation Platform', 'Yuan Tiangang' who was watching all of this through Taoist round light technique hesitated and said:

"Hundred Ghosts Walking in the Night is extremely powerful. Among martial arts monks, only a martial saint can't break it. Although Huang Erlang is only a little short, he is not a martial saint after all. Do you want to stop Mao Dafang!"

'Li Chunfeng' smiled and shook his head:

"Brother, don't forget who we are planning to deal with? Now we are looking at Huang Erlang's response and strength!"

After it got dark, 'Mao Dafang' spoke again:
"Fellow Daoist, why don't you stop thinking about it? There is no turning back when you shoot the bow. Don't regret it until it's too late!"

'Huang Shaohong' said impatiently:

"Cultivators don't hesitate to use whatever means they have. It just happened to let me see the methods of the Maoshan School!"

'Mao Dafang' snorted coldly:
"Good words are hard to persuade, damn it."

'Huang Shaohong' gave this guy a middle finger:
"If you want to hit, hit it, please don't ink it!"

'Mao Dafang' stopped talking this time, took out a yellowed picture scroll from the cuff of his Taoist robe, and threw it into the sky.

The picture scroll was automatically suspended in mid-air, and then slowly unfolded.

As the picture scroll unfolded, endless ghostly aura escaped from the picture scroll. Among the group of monks, someone praised:
"Sure enough, it is the Maoshan School's life-saving forbidden technique, 'Hundred Ghosts' Night Walking Picture'!"

'Mao Dafang' used his tricks in front of everyone, and he was naturally very proud. He smiled at 'Huang Shaohong' and said:
"This is my Maoshan Forbidden Art Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk, please give me some advice!"

After he finished speaking, he pinched a black light and shot it right in the middle of the sky on the "Hundred Ghosts' Night Walking Picture".

In an instant, ghostly cries and howls resounded through the courtyard.

Countless ghosts and ghosts flew out of the picture, leading a dozen or so ghosts with powerful auras to guard the king with infinite ghost aura.

'Mao Dafang' smiled triumphantly: "Hahaha, my Maoshan faction's Night Walking Map of Hundred Ghosts can't be broken by warriors who are not in the realm of Martial Saints, fellow Taoist, you are in danger!"

As soon as he spoke, countless evil spirits flew towards 'Huang Shaohong', intending to suck his flesh and blood and tear him to pieces.

'Huang Shaohong' felt that the hundred ghosts in the 'Hundred Ghosts at Night' had somehow resisted his vigorous energy and blood.

Immediately he chuckled: "It's kind of interesting, can't non-Warrior Saints break it? Then become a Martial Saint!"

The aura of 'Huang Shaohong' suddenly exploded, and the power of his blood also boiled. Everyone was shocked and speechless. Martial arts are so easy to practice, why do we practice Taoism!
In fact, 'Huang Shaohong' was only a short line away, just on the verge of breaking through. Just now, he drew the water of the Yellow River falling from the nine heavens. Looking at the momentum of the water, if he realized something, he had quietly comprehended the opportunity of that line.

He originally planned to go home and upgrade, but he didn't expect that the other party would come up with some "Hundred Ghosts of the Night" that no one but a martial saint could break, so he could break through.

This 'Huang Shaohong' became like the sun in the eyes of those ghosts. Dozens of ghosts who had just rushed to his side were directly vaporized by his blood.

'Five Fingers'!
Grab everything, suppress everything!
'Huang Shaohong' used this trick again after breaking through the Martial Saint, and its power was even higher.

The 'Golden Light Giant Palm' turned into a mountain and pressed directly towards the ghost king. Feeling the danger of life and death, the ghost king let out a terrifying ghost howl, but it couldn't stop the mountain from pressing down.

In the next moment, all the ghosts were caught and exploded by 'Huang Shaohong', and the 'Hundred Ghosts at Night', which had been sacrificed by 'Mao Dafang' for many years, exploded with a bang.

"The third level, Sprinkling beans into soldiers!"

Another old Taoist in Taoist uniform wanted to catch 'Huang Shaohong' just after he broke through, and when his realm was not stable, he made a surprise attack, grabbed a handful of golden beans from the treasure bag at his waist, and sprinkled them into the sky.

"Sprinkle beans into a soldier!"

There were hundreds of golden beans in that handful, and after they were shot, they turned into golden helmets and golden armor, heavenly soldiers with golden swords and guns, and rushed towards 'Huang Shaohong'.

'Huang Shaohong' copied the brush again, painted in the air, and at the same time recited aloud in the air:

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, the Wu hook is bright with frost and snow.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.

Killing a person in ten steps will never stop a thousand miles away. "

In an instant, the courtyard seemed to turn into an ancient battlefield, with gold and iron horses.

'Huang Shaohong' kept in his hands, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Overlord, Li Yuanba, Ultraman, Calabash Baby, all kinds of characters in the picture books were transformed into voids under his pen, and greeted those heavenly soldiers and generals.

After a while, the heavenly soldiers and generals were blasted into broken golden beans, and 'Huang Shaohong' won the third round.

Then he didn't ask what the fourth level was, and shouted: "Let's do it together!"

Then he urged the characters in these picture books to kill those monks.

Suddenly, among those monks, someone shouted:
"Fellow Daoist, stop, we are convinced"

The voice of 'Yuan Tiangang' came from a high place: "Young Daoist Huang, let's stop now, you have passed the test!"

(End of this chapter)