The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 195 When you spit out your embroidered mouth, you will half cover the sky!

"Golden Crow Egg!"

A divine egg with the size of a human head was suspended in mid-air. It was golden and dazzling, like a small sun, and its temperature was astonishingly hot. Standing near it, one could clearly feel a burning sensation.

"Haha, brother Shen is indeed a believer." Duan De rushed to the side of the Golden Crow Egg with a "whoosh", stared at it with burning eyes, and said: "Although the blood is not pure, but if it is cultivated well, the offspring may be able to return to their ancestors." .”

Dongfang Ye also came over and said with a smirk: "Once the Golden Crow grows up, it will be somewhat stronger than the Holy Master. Fatty Duan, if you are hunted down for tomb robbery in the future, you can run faster with a divine bird as a mount. "

"Master Dao is archaeological, so don't slander it out of thin air. Brother Shen, is there only one egg in that black nest?" Duan De asked.

"There are three in total, and I ate two of them as snacks." Shen Ma said indifferently.

"What, being eaten by you is a waste of heaven and earth! Three holy master-level divine birds can push a middle school." Duan De looked heartbroken, as if he had lost tens of thousands of catties of divine origin.

"No wonder the Golden Crow King is chasing you desperately! It turns out that his house was taken over by you." Ye Fan suddenly realized.

"Hey, the past is unbearable looking back at Yue Mingzhong." Shen Ma sighed, remembering that when he was hunted down by the Golden Crow King, he almost fell down several times, wondering if there was some cause and effect somewhere.

"No, that fat man has robbed so many tombs and is still alive and kicking every day. Presumably, the law of cause and effect does not exist." Shen Ma comforted himself in his heart.

As night fell, the moonlight was like water, extraordinarily bright, covering the earth with a layer of silver gauze, like a dream.

Tonight's moon is big and round, bright and clean, like a crystal clear gem.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to think about your hometown." Shen Ma was so drunk that he squinted his eyes in the clouds and mist. Sing the ancient poems of the previous life.

"Brother Shen, I didn't expect you to be able to compose poetry!" Duan De's eyes were also blurred.

"Haha, that's right! I applied for the Hundred Poems on Horse Fighting and Wine. There is only one stone in the world. I alone have nine buckets. Since ancient times and the present, I have shared one bucket. The one who is the tallest nine buckets is me.

When the wine was poured into my stomach, seven percent turned into moonlight, and the remaining three percent roared into sword energy. When I spit it out, it was half a universe that shrouded the sky! "

Shenma scolded softly, and a sword qi shot out like the sky, splitting the sky full of moonlight into two halves in an instant, and then the piercing sword qi turned into a circle, turning the moonlight into a Tai Chi.

Yin Yang Tai Chi Slash!
This is pure sword intent, which cuts off the moonlight and turns it into Tai Chi, the breath of Tao suddenly permeates, it is quiet and peaceful, and it is natural.

The stars shone brightly, like countless silver beads, densely inlaid in the dark night.The Milky Way stretches across the starry sky like a faintly glowing white ribbon.

The sky at this time is so beautiful!
"Good swordsmanship! Let's have a drink!" Duan De was so drunk that his eyes were blurred.

"Dry!"

"I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, when will I return to my hometown?" Ye Fan on the side showed a trace of tiredness on his face, staring at the stars in the sky, and suffocating a pot of old wine in one gulp.

"Miss your family?" Shen Ma leaned over and asked.

"Yeah, I don't know how they are doing now. Hey, if I still can't go back in ten or twenty years, they probably won't be able to wait for me. Daoist Shen, do you have any family?"

How many times at night Ye Fan thought of his parents with gray hair at the temples, silently waiting for their son's return, and his heart ached.

"Family is a distant name. You have it in your previous life. In this life, you probably don't have it. But, I have friends like you, don't you? Work hard to become stronger, and one day you will meet again."

Shen Ma fell into a distant thought, drifting to the long river of time, to the past life, to the four poles, the river of soul...

"Yeah!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, his eyes glowed again.

The night is deep.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the white belly slowly appeared in the sky, and a wisp of purple air entered Shen Ma's mouth, and after circling around his limbs, he completely merged into the sea of ​​bitterness.

Shen Ma stood up and looked back at the back of the house. He was ready to set off, leaving this place of right and wrong, and went to the fire field to temper the coffin.

Parting is always sad, so he didn't want to disturb Duan De and the others.

"Daoist Shen, are you ready to leave?" Suddenly, Ye Fan's voice came from behind.

Shen Ma turned his head slowly, a little surprised, and said, "Boy Ye, how do you know?"

"Isn't it all written on your face!" Ye Fan laughed.

"Haha, I can't hide it from you. It's also good, I feel more at ease when I hand this thing to you." Shen Ma took out a piece of evil god bamboo leaf, which was engraved with dense ancient characters.

Ye Fan took the bamboo leaf, and was stunned for a moment, unable to say a word in a daze, and then the light in his eyes splashed like a ball of sparks, and he was extremely happy.

It turned out to be the entire "Taihuang Sutra"!
What he lacks most now is the ancient scriptures of the Dragon Transformation Realm. Although he has the Demon Emperor's Scripture, the ancient scriptures of the monster race are still very different from the ancient scriptures of the human race.

"Daoist Shen, you..." When he raised his head, he found that there was nothing in front of him, only the rustling of fallen leaves all over the ground.

At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear: "You don't need to say anything polite, if the Ninth Secret has been collected, just lend me a read."

For the family of the Holy Land, an imperial scripture is the source of their livelihood, so it must be cherished and cherished.

But as far as Shenma is concerned, the Dijing is just a scripture.Since the Great Emperor Ancient Emperor has been passed down, it is to guide the way for those who come after, and to learn from it.

If there is a need, it is all right to spread the emperor's scriptures all over the world. The road to immortality that covers the sky and the universe is a protective fence and a cage. Not to mention, this is a kind of sadness.

If the Great Emperor could enter the Immortal Realm, the number of true Immortals and Immortal Kings accumulated over millions of years would be an astonishing amount.

"How can it be so easy to penetrate the two realms? These things are too far away from me." Shen Ma shook his head and cut off his thoughts.

He left the boundary of Qishi Mansion and traveled east all the way, walking in the primeval forest to sharpen himself.

The Dragon Transformation Realm cannot be improved through seclusion. It needs constant awareness of nature and awakening one's own deficiencies in the battle, in order to polish it to perfection.

Sitting withered in the mountains and forests for a hundred years is not as good as a world of mortals who has an epiphany.

When Shenma encounters some small villages and towns, he will transform into a human form, and feel the Tao in the world of mortals. The insight of the world is knowledge, and the understanding of human feelings is practice.

On this day, when he came to a mountain peak, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Hey, isn't this the place where I first met that little girl Concubine Luo Mi? I don't know how she is practicing now..."

(End of this chapter)