Qinglong Daozi's thoughts were floating around.
The little donkey was a little carried away.
【Quack quack! 】
【Young man! Isn’t it possible for you to go to Qinglong Mountain? 】
[If you ask me, you might as well call it Qing Chong Mountain! 】
【Qingworm Mountain! Fried bugs! Gaga fragrant! 】
【quack……】
When the little donkey laughed strangely, Xia Ming punched out without any warning.
The physical body becomes powerful, the bones, blood, and skin are all opened together, the anger rises, and the five palaces of immortals tremble endlessly.
The avenues of demons merged into the general trend, white fire arose, scarlet gears turned endlessly, and the majestic energy and blood surged and roared.
Relying only on the strength of his physical body, Xia Ming's punch actually shook the surrounding space.
Circle after circle of ripples slowly spread out.
The surrounding space suddenly deformed like water.
boom--
Xia Ming's punch hit the little donkey's head directly.
thump—
It was accompanied by a long echo like a bell.
The little donkey broke through the side door of Qinglong Hall and disappeared into the distant sky.
Xia Ming's punch knocked the little donkey unconscious.
When his head was dizzy, the little donkey was extremely convinced of one thing.
The moment Xia Ming took action, it heard a strange noise.
The voice is clear and sharp, the tone is extremely weird, hoarse and mocking, torturing the soul.
【Quack quack! Boss, beat it to death! 】
【Donkey meat! Brother! Brother! Donkey meat is delicious! 】
【quack! Mess with our boss! You've really got yourself into trouble! 】
【Smelly donkey! Come on, boss, hammer it to death! I want to eat the front legs! 】
【Quack quack quack! Damn stinky ass! 】
Before the little donkey could think about it, severe pain struck him, and he passed out.
In the forest in the mountains, Senior Brother Shoucheng looked up.
Watching the little donkey flashing past in the sky, Shoucheng raised the corner of his mouth.
In Qinglong Hall, Qinglong Daozi slapped the table and stood up.
Xia Ming punched so fast that she couldn't stop him.
Snapped--
Her beautiful eyebrows were raised, her eyes clear and clear.
Qinglong Daozi stared at Xia Ming in front of him.
"Zhao! What do you mean?"
"The donkey who bullies me bullies me!"
"Do you still see me, the Master of Qinglong Mountain, in your eyes?"
Qinglong Daozi raised his neck slightly, although he seemed to have an attitude of accountability.
But Qinglong Daozi's slightly trembling eyes revealed her true thoughts.
She is afraid...she is worried!
Qinglong Daozi didn't know the true origin of Xia Ming.
Little Donkey would not tell Qinglong Daozi about Xia Ming's things.
Therefore, Qinglong always thought that Xia Ming was a escapist who was buried in the blood and fire era.
In fact, she, Qinglong, was behind the little donkey's behavior these days to fan the flames.
Qinglong Daozi wanted to use the little donkey to test Xia Ming's bottom line little by little.
This test really caused trouble.
There was no time to scold the stupid donkey, so Qinglong could only try to maintain the situation.
While the corners of Qinglong's eyes were trembling, her fingers hidden in her sleeves were also tightening little by little.
"Bading! That punch he just made was definitely at the level of Bading Mahayana!"
"And... he doesn't seem to be using his full strength yet!"
"Is it the blessing of those rare objects, or is this his original strength?"
"Such a physical body... is not a demon. Could it be that he is a Taoist body!?"
"Horrible! Absolutely terrible!"
Seeing Qinglong Daozi's reaction, Xia Ming gently flicked his wrist.
"Reporting to the mountain master, that donkey insulted our Qinglong Mountain, so I took action now."
"If the mountain master feels that I have gone too far, you can punish me."
The beautiful eyes are shining brightly, and Qinglong's smile stretches.
"Junior brother did the right thing."
"That stupid ass needs to be taught a lesson."
"It was because of its mouth. I can't blame my junior brother for this."
"Junior brother, you played well!"
Slightly cupping his hands towards Qinglong Daozi, Xia Ming's eyes were as dark as a pool of stagnant water.
"If the mountain master has nothing to do, the disciple will leave first."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Ming turned and left.
Looking at Xia Ming's retreating back, Qinglong Daozi gritted his silver teeth.
Just when she was about to express something, Xia Ming's footsteps suddenly stopped again.
Standing in front of the threshold of Qinglong Hall, Xia Ming spoke again.
"Mountain Master..."
"My surname is not Zhao, my name is Xia Ming."
"Summer's summer, the song of songbirds."
After saying this, Xia Ming took one step out of the Qinglong Hall.
Without any nostalgia, Xia Ming walked down the mountain. Only Qinglong Daozi was left standing there blankly.
"Xia Ming?"
"He! His surname is not Zhao?"
"How can his surname be Xia!?"
"Could it be that...he has lost his mind?"
"Or is it that he has lost Zhao's memory?"
"Xia Ming? Xia Ming! Immortal!?"
……
In a small wooden house in the mountains, Xia Ming quietly watched Senior Brother Shoucheng chopping firewood.
Time after time, it seems like I am tireless.
Chopping firewood is also enlightenment, Shoucheng is being himself.
This place is peaceful and quiet.
"I'm old."
"Have a rest, have a rest."
Putting down the firewood ax in his hand, Shoucheng slowly sat down next to Xia Ming.
Taking the tea cup from Xia Ming, Shoucheng drank it in one gulp.
Seeing such a conscientious attitude, Xia Ming felt very relieved.
Then Shouchengxu was given a cup of tea, and Xia Ming spoke slowly.
"Senior brother..."
"The wind rises suddenly and disperses in an instant."
“It’s hard to ride the wind, and it’s even harder to transform into a dragon.”
"Senior Brother Shoucheng, what should I do?"
Looking at Xia Ming quietly in front of him, Shoucheng looked like a kind old man next door.
"Junior brother..."
"I also have a junior brother who lives in Qinglong Tomb in the back mountain."
"I haven't seen him for a long time. How about you help me go and see him?"
"Bring some food and ask him what he needs..."
"Oh, by the way, Qinglong Tomb is easy to find. It's right behind the mountain. After crossing the mountains, at the end of the trestle is Qinglong Tomb."
Staring closely at Shoucheng with a smile on his face, Xia Ming's eyes gradually converged.
Xia Ming didn't know the meaning of Senior Brother Shoucheng's move.
But he went anyway.
Carrying the food basket, Xia Ming crossed the mountains and walked on the trestle.
At the end of the trestle is a bottomless cave.
And this is the Qinglong Tomb where Shoudao is imprisoned.
At the end of the winding and deep Qinglong Tomb, Xia Ming saw the man with an iron chain pierced through his shoulder blades.
With his hair disheveled and sitting on his knees, he seemed to be dead, with a thin and weak breath all over his body.
Sensing Xia Ming's approach, the man slowly raised his head.
Although the cave is extremely dark, it cannot affect Xia Ming's vision.
Whether it is the Eye of the Great World or the Eye of Thunder God, it can give Xia Ming a vision beyond the ordinary.
His eyes flickered, and Xia Ming saw a pair of chaotic pupils.
The man's pupils were dilated...
It's like a disturbed color palette.
Black and white are entangled with each other, chaotic and twisted, and extremely crazy.
"Senior Brother Shoudao, I am..."
Before Xia Ming finished speaking, Shoudao took action.
"The karma of inner demons! How dare you block my path to transcendence!"
"I built a thousand layers of foundation! I killed all these immortals in the sky!"
"Die to me!"
As Shoudao roared, Xia Ming's expression changed suddenly.
In Xia Ming's perception, the spiritual energy fluctuations on Shoudao's body began to rise crazily.
Two tripods, three tripods, four tripods, five tripods!
Until six tripods! Seven Cauldrons!
Even so, the spiritual energy is still surging violently!
Bading!
The pinnacle of Bading!
The pressure of spiritual energy is unbridled and majestic.
Xia Ming didn't hesitate and directly activated the heretic demon body.
With Xia Ming's current physical strength, the heretic demonic body activated is extremely powerful.
The scarlet scales are jagged and rugged, like thorns and steep ridges.
With the blessing of the demon body, Xia Ming's figure has grown a bit taller.
Then, Shoudao took action.
With a flash of figure, Shoudao opened his big hand.
Opening and closing the five fingers of Shou Dao seems to be able to suppress the sky in this area.
Boom——
There was a bitter sound of the chains tightening.
The strong wind suddenly dispersed, and the spiritual energy disappeared.
With a plop, Shoudao knelt down weakly in front of Xia Ming.
At that critical moment, the iron chain tightened, directly blocking Shou Dao's attack.
His pupils dilated little by little, and Xia Ming savored the blow that Senior Brother Shoudao had just delivered.
Although the blow was not delivered, Xia Ming could already smell its dangerous aura.
Xia Ming knew that Shoudao's palm could definitely penetrate his heretic demonic body!
Maintain your integrity and practice your Qi… guard your Dao and build your foundation…
Qinglong Avenue...
What the hell is this! (End of chapter)
