Journey to the West

Chapter 139 Dragon Meat in the Sky, Improving Artistic Conception

Ye Xuecheng sighed secretly. He thought that he would be recruited for great harvests, great adventures, supernatural powers, and spells, but it turned out to be a hot potato, tasteless to eat, and it would be a pity to discard it!
Things are very difficult to do, there is a lot of trouble, and the follow-up is not easy to wipe, and it is easy to offend people, and it is not clear what will be gained by going to the Water King's Mansion. Deliberately embarrassing people!

In the end, Ye Xuecheng casually threw it into the spirit treasure space of the purple-gold-red gourd, and waited for him to be strong enough in the future to decide whether to go to the water mansion left by the great sage of water ape to gain benefits.

Now, with his strength, he doesn't have the qualifications to enter the water mansion at all, and it's useless to think about it!
Ye Xuecheng's eyes once again focused on the harvest of beheading the dragon king, first roast a dragon leg to taste, as the saying goes, "the meat of the dragon in the sky, the meat of the donkey in the ground", so the dragon is also considered a dragon!
During this period, Ye Xuecheng returned to Gongzhou City and bought some wine, even if it is ordinary wine, if it is placed in the purple gold red gourd of the Houtian Lingbao, after being moistened by the spiritual energy, it will become a high-quality wine.

'Ye Xuecheng has always been unwilling to leave Liangjie Mountain, he is extravagantly hoping, if Hui Niang and Ye Bufan are not dead, will they come back to look for him.

It's a pity that Ye Xuecheng's idea is destined to become an extravagant hope. His son Ye Bufan lost his memory, and his wife Hui Niang, who awakened the memory of the true spirit, was taken away by the sage Master Tongtian and is now cultivating immortality in Biyou Palace. He wanted to kill the weasel spirit and avenge Ye Xuecheng!

What's more, Niang Hui's appearance is completely disfigured now, her body is covered with long black hair, and she has no human figure. Even if she knew that Ye Xuecheng was still alive, she would not be willing to come to see her.

Ye Xuecheng's barbecue skills are already excellent. Now that he has become a Qi trainer, he controls the inner family's real fire barbecue, and he is even more proficient. He quickly roasted the huge dragon legs like a big yellow ox until it was golden and tender, and the barbecue made a sound , a drop of hot oil slowly slides down the lines of the plump meat, it is fascinating.Sniffing carefully and smelling slowly, the gluttonous insects are quickly aroused.

The natal silver treasure turned into the size of a palm and became Ye Xuecheng's tableware. Ye Xuecheng wrapped the huge dragon's leg with his spiritual consciousness and floated beside him, and used the silver treasure to cut off a piece of roasted dragon's leg meat. , One bite is a big mouthful, wow!Cool!The mouth is full of fiery boiling, full of happiness, and it seems that the mood has become a little bit better.

Ye Xuecheng carried a purple-gold red gourd that looked like an ordinary yellow-skinned gourd, gulped it down, gulped it down, did not use mana to refine it, and let the alcoholic power of the strong wine spread in his body, turning it into a scissors that could not be undone. Melancholy.

On the top of Liangjie Mountain, in this season, the autumn wind is not cool at all, and some are just cold.After all, this is not the gentle south, but the northwest frontier where "the spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass".

Sometimes Ye Xuecheng is a little confused whether this place is on the earth. After all, taking Zhongzhou as an example, many places coincide with the place names of the ancient Warring States period on the earth.

However, if one compares the scale of the majestic altitude of the famous mountains and historic sites, the famous mountains and rivers on the earth cannot compare with Zhongzhou on the prehistoric land.

One looks like Mount Everest, while the other is a small dirt bag, how do you compare Ye Xuecheng.

Moreover, the vastness of the terrain is incomparable, and there is also the population. The Chu State alone has one billion civilians. Ye Xuecheng remembers that in real history, the Chu State during the Warring States Period had 600 million people, which is already the ultimate .

Therefore, Ye Xuecheng never compares everything here with the earth he is familiar with, such as the two boundary mountains.

The Liangjie Mountain, which is as high as ten thousand feet, is like a natural city wall, separating the Central State of the Human World from the foreign forces.

Ye Xuecheng just ate the barbecue and sipped the spirits, standing on the top of the Liangjie Mountains, staring drunkenly at the barren land beyond the Liangjie Mountains.

Within ten feet around his body, crystal snowflakes fluttered. They were cold tears, which came from his heart, as if seeping from his soul.

Looking from afar, only Ye Xuecheng, dressed in black and with silver hair, was alone, his lonely figure bleak in the heavy snow!
Unknowingly, the Feixue artistic conception has reached a range of twenty feet. It seems that Ye Xuecheng like this is very suitable for the Feixue artistic conception. Unknowingly, the Feixue artistic conception has been improved.

However, who would know Ye Xuecheng's loneliness at this moment, it seems that he is destined to be a lonely person, in his past and present lives, he was destined to die alone forever.

Lonely man, lonely heart, lonely shadow, lonely soul!

Ye Xuecheng was completely drunk. As a genius sword cultivator who was in the ascension period of Dzogchen and could fight across two great realms, he shook his body like a mortal, as if he might fall from the top of the two realms mountain at any time .

But Ye Xuecheng didn't know it, and continued to pour wine into his mouth, that huge roasted dragon's leg, he had already eaten it clean!

The dragon meat in the later stage of the Celestial Immortal is very nourishing, quietly nourishing Ye Xuecheng's internal organs, seven meridians and eight veins!
"God, you just don't want to see me, Ye Xuecheng, doing well, don't you? If you don't speak, it's acquiescing! There are so many people in the world, why do you stare at me and torture me alone? ? You returned Hui Niang and Bufan to me, to you! If possible, I would rather be an ordinary person in exchange for their safety."

"Why don't you talk, do you think I will let you go if you don't talk? Today, I, Ye Gucheng, want to do justice for the sky, behead you, an unfair thief, and pray for all the creatures in the world who have been unfairly treated by you. fairness!"

Ye Xuecheng was completely drunk, so drunk that he even raised the Qingping sword, wanting to cut the sky!

The Zijin red gourd was pinched in its hands, as if it would be thrown down the mountain at will. The inner god Zijin was very depressed, "Human beings are so strange. The old master said that if I want to go further, I must understand human nature and understand human emotions. But it's really difficult."

"Ghost eyes are natural! And you're a swordsman, Qingping believes that you are the one I'm looking for, my intuition is not wrong." Qingping's sword exuded a faint green light, and a woman's murmur sounded vaguely, It's a pity that the drunk Ye Xuecheng didn't notice at all.

Snow with a sword!
Thousands of miles of lonely clouds!

Cold as frost and snow!

Thousands of clouds cover the sun!

……

Ye Xuecheng seemed to be flying in the air, waving the long sword in the air, trying to kill the thief in his heart.

It's a pity that no matter how sharp the sword in his hand is, no matter how exquisite the sword technique he uses, no matter how sharp the sword is, the bursting of the sword, the sharpness of the sword, the swiftness of the sword light, and the strength of the sword, none of them can reach his goal. wish.

Ye Xuecheng has been tossing and tossing from dawn to midnight. Fortunately, Qingping Sword is there to cover him up, otherwise, he might be targeted by someone with a heart.

Finally, at a certain moment, Ye Xuecheng was completely exhausted and exhausted, and fell directly from the sky.

At the critical moment, the purple-gold-red gourd of Houtian Spirit Treasure, emitting an orange light, wrapped Ye Xuecheng's body and sent him safely to the ground on the top of the Two Realms Mountains.

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