Royal Guard

Chapter 225 Ancient Immortal Mansion?

"The reason why the red pine nuts came to this planet is for the ancient fairy mansion. There is an ancient fairy mansion on this planet, please don't burn it first." Qi Ling roared in pain, with incomparable fear in his voice, It seemed that he was dead in the next second.

"Ancient Immortal Mansion?" Jiang Hailong raised his eyebrows. In fact, he also faintly felt that the arrival of Chisongzi and his party was too strange. With so many big men coming together, could it be that they just wanted to avenge the two alchemy disciples?

Nine years have passed since the nine-leaf lotus seed was picked, and the idiot also knows that the nine-leaf lotus seed must be gone long ago, so it is impossible for them to come to Earth for the nine-leaf lotus seed, nor for the two alchemy disciples Revenge, so they must have another purpose in coming here!
"That's right, it's the Ancient Immortal Mansion!" Qi Ling roared, "You're going to put away the flames, I can't hold on any longer!"

"Okay, I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise I don't care about your life or death!" Jiang Hailong pointed his finger, and suddenly the five-element flag turned into a streak of light and printed on his eyebrows, and the lid of the cauldron was opened immediately, Jiang Hailong roared With a sound, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky, tightly holding the golden giant ax that galloped out!
"Use blood as a guide, use thoughts to transform soul, seal!" Jiang Hailong bit his finger, and a smear of blood directly pressed into the giant axe. At the same time, he roared at the giant ax again, and the huge sound wave shook the whole The ax trembled violently.

"Damn it, what's that sound?" Qi Ling was yelled by Jiang Hailong, and felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be scattered. At this moment, he was deeply afraid of Jiang Hailong, and he deeply felt that this person had There are countless ways to destroy myself.

So when Jiang Hailong's blood essence entered the giant axe, he didn't avoid it, but opened his heart, allowing the blood essence to enter his blood energy, and thus penetrated into his soul.

"Om!~" At the moment when Jiang Hailong's "Xue Yin" that turned his soul into blood merged with the spirit of the weapon, Jiang Hailong suddenly felt that his mind and spirit were completely integrated with the spirit of the weapon, and even all the previous lives of the spirit of the weapon were completely different. Appeared in his mind!
"Demonic Blood Cultivator, a master in the late Mahayana period, Maoxuewang? Was he beheaded by an Eight Tribulations Sanxian, took out his soul, and threw him into a cup for fostering souls for more than 3000 years?"

"What, what? Maoxuewang?" Jiang Hailong withdrew his divine thoughts, opened his mouth, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Mao Xue Wang, Mao Xue Wang" Jiang Hailong unscrupulously called Qi Ling's name.

But Qi Ling didn't know why Jiang Hailong laughed so much, could it be that his name was particularly loud?Would it make others feel better after hearing it?

"Yeah, it seems that Lao Tzu's name is still good?" Mao Xuewang also smiled triumphantly.

However, at this moment, the logistics manager sitting in Xinghua Gate on the square, the old man Yijiedan also stood up, bowed respectfully to Jiang Hailong, and said: "Elder Elder, I will send people back to the mainland immediately, Tonight we will eat Maoxuewang!"

"What? Want to eat Lao Tzu?" Qi Ling in the ax clearly heard the words of the logistics manager, and was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

"Yeah, Hai Long, just now when you mentioned Maoxuewang, I got hungry too, but I don't know why you want to eat this dish all of a sudden?"

"Haha, okay, let's eat Maoxuewang, I just want to eat it!" Jiang Hailong laughed, and with a random thought, he passed the meaning of the dish 'Maoxuewang' to Qi Ling.

"What the fuck, I'm actually a dish? I, I, I, I'll kill all of you bastards!" Qi Ling trembled all over. He was angry. He was a mahayana master, but he was just a dish?
He now regrets his own name, regretting why he was called Maoxuewang, it seems that this name was chosen by himself after he became famous.

He is a demon blood monk, he likes to drink blood, the more blood he drinks, the more vigorous his vitality will be, and his surname is Mao, so he was named Maoxuewang.

But I didn't expect that this hairy blood is a dish on this planet?

After Jiang Hailong laughed, he grabbed the big axe again and played with it again. After combining with the spirit weapon, he could fully exert the power of the spirit weapon, and he could also sense the huge energy contained in the giant axe.

Ninth-grade spiritual weapon, a spiritual weapon with a spirit, holding this weapon, even a foundation-building monk, can easily kill a Nascent Soul Earth Immortal master.

It can be said that this ninth-grade giant ax is equivalent to a distracted monk. When used properly, he is not only a weapon, but also a helper.Because Lingqi has thoughts, apart from having no physical body and Yuanying, he is a magic weapon that has become a spirit.

If he, Jiang Hailong, was holding this axe, he would be able to compete with masters in the junior and middle stages of Dacheng. After all, this weapon spirit has the soul imprint of a master in the Mahayana stage.

"Good baby." Jiang Hailong couldn't help admiring after playing with it for a while.

"However, I practice the way of swordsmanship. Although holding this ax can display combat power, it is not my forte. Moreover, my level is not high enough. Although I can barely break it, it will not persist for too long like a red pine nut. The most important thing is that it will rapidly consume my true energy!"

"Well, you can't use it unless you have to!" Jiang Hailong made a decision in his heart. Although this ninth-grade spiritual weapon is good, but with him now, he still can't handle it with ease, and the combat power he can display is very limited!

"It's better to enshrine this weapon in my Xinghua Sect and let him become the guardian spirit ax of Xinghua Sect. In the future, even if I travel far away, as long as I have this ax, as long as I don't come from the ancestors who return to the void, I should It can keep my Xinghua Gate safe!"

When thinking of this, Jiang Hailong's eyes brightened. To him, this ax is dispensable, but if it is enshrined in the sect, it will be different. This ax can completely withstand a distracted late-stage master.

When Jiang Hailong was contemplating, suddenly a mountain guard disciple came running from the mountain gate, and this disciple also carried a fat monk with big ears in his hand.

"Master, I have caught a spy. This person Guiguishan Chongchong has been in the nearby sea for more than ten days."

"Huh..." Jiang Hailong, who was interrupted from contemplation, let out a sigh, and looked at the fat monk with big ears.

"Mr. Jiang, it's me." This fat-headed monk is none other than Yinyang Layman. Since he escaped from Duanmu's house, he has been heading north all the way, first to Qingdao, then to Dalian, and finally chartered a boat. Go out to sea and look for traces of Xinghuamen.

Before, he had heard that Xinghuamen was on the fairy island in the East China Sea, so in order to find Xinghuamen and Jiang Hailong, he wandered in the East China Sea for nearly a month. Until half a month ago, he found two yachts, The person standing on the yacht was also a monk in priestly robes, so he made up his mind and followed him.

But later, he found that the two yachts were all docked on an island reef full of bird droppings, and he didn’t see anyone on the island reef. When he caught up, the yachts were empty and no one was there. I don’t know. where did he go.

So he wandered around the small island until he was caught by Xinghuamen disciples, stepped on the phantom steps, entered this blessed land of gods, and saw Mr. Jiang who had been searching for a month.

"Put him down." Jiang Hailong waved at the disciple.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, thank you, Mr. Jiang." The yin and yang layman didn't put on airs, and kowtowed on his knees, treating Jiang Hailong as his ancestor.

"Why did you come here?" Jiang Hailong asked doubtfully.

"I..." Layman Yinyang's eyes turned red, and then he told Jiang Hailong everything that happened at Layman Duanmu's house, without any concealment.

"Mr. Jiang, that's the way it is. I hope Mr. Jiang will take me in." Yinyang Layman kowtowed to the ground.

Jiang Hailong looked at Monk Hua kneeling on the ground with flashing eyes. In fact, he didn't fully believe what Monk Hua said. It was just that this fellow was dedicated to seeking the Tao, found his own mountain gate, and had various interactions with Lay Duanmu on the day he died. He has nothing to do.

But this guy is practicing the Chan of Joy, and there are very few female disciples in the entire Xinghuamen. What if he harms him?What's more, my four wives are also here, if this guy becomes lustful and has bad thoughts, wouldn't it be leading a wolf into the house?

"Yinyang, come into my door, keep my door rules, can you get rid of that joy meditation?" Jiang Hailong's voice was rolling, shaking the yin and yang layman, almost fainting.

"I have quit a long time ago, I have quit a long time ago, joy meditation is just a stupid way to absorb the meager spiritual power of heaven and earth in the human body, if there is a spirit stone, then why bother to practice joy meditation?" Yinyang Layman broke out in cold sweat, But he didn't even dare to wipe it, he just kept bowing his head in promise.

"Okay, then I will accept you in Xinghuamen for the time being, Master Huo, arrange his residence!" Jiang Hailong waved to Huo □□, and Huo □□ understood the arrangement of Yinyang Layman's residence.

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After the episode of Layman Yin Yang passed, Jiang Hailong slammed the ax on the square in front of everyone, and shouted: "Maoxuewang, come out!"

"Huh!~" The spirit of the weapon instantly penetrated the restriction on the axe, and appeared in front of everyone with a spiritual body, but his mental body was so weak that even a gust of wind could blow him away.

This is the true form of the artifact spirit without the artifact. He is just a ray of soul and spiritual energy. He cannot survive without the artifact. Strength, without any attack power.

"My lord!" Mao Xuewang's complexion was gloomy. Although he was mental, he could see the grievance and unwillingness in his expression.

"Continue talking now." Jiang Hailong shouted.

"Yes." After Mao Xuewang nodded, he continued: "According to what Chisongzi said, this planet was a very prosperous ancient planet in ancient times, and a very powerful ancient sect lived in it. They disappeared, no one knows where they went, but this ancient fairy mountain gate has always existed, but the Chisongzi state is low, and it has not been able to be opened for tens of thousands of years. Having reached the realm of returning to the void, I plan to try again to see if I can open the ancient fairy cave."

"Oh? Do you know the location of the Ancient Immortal Mansion?" Jiang Hailong said in surprise.

Maoxuewang shook his head: "We haven't had time to go yet, why don't we fight with you?"

(End of this chapter)