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Chapter 315: Zhong Shan Candle Dragon

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    In the embassy, ??Su Yun looked at Jing Zhao, then at Shen Xiansuo, frowning slightly.

    This Immortal Cable was a treasure left by Cen Bo when he left Tianshiyuan. Previously, there was a ban left by "Mr. Wild Fox" on the Immortal Cable, which prevented Su Yun from exerting the power of the Immortal Cable.

    Later this ban was broken by Xue Qingfu, and Xue Qingfu left a hidden ban in the Immortal Cable to monitor Su Yun's movements.

    Later, Yingying summoned Cen Bo's spirit and broke the seal of Xue Qing's mansion. Only then did the immortal cable truly fall into Su Yun's control.

    But unexpectedly, Su Yun sacrificed and practiced this great holy spirit weapon for so long, but was taken away by Jing Zhao, a crazy old man.

    The Immortal Cable in Jing Zhao's hands is even more agile than in Su Yun's.

    "Immortal Suo hanged Cen Bo first, and now he tied me up again. It must be this treasure devourer! If you choose the most spineless Great Holy Spirit Soldier, it will be at the top of the list!"

    Su Yun coughed, took out some Qinghong golden straws, and said: "Jiang Mu, this is Huoyun Cave Master, my senior, don't neglect it. You can exchange it for money to subsidize the expenses of the embassy." After finishing speaking, blink  blinked.

    Xing Jiangmu was taken aback. These golden straws were long and heavy, and they were all made of Qinghong gold with extremely high purity.

    Only in the period after the end of the Argali Rebellion, when no new refining materials were developed, were there people who were willing to refine treasures with such a large amount of Qinghong Gold.  People nowadays are reluctant to use such pure Qinghong gold to make treasures.

    But what Su Yun took out was the straw refined by Qinghong Gold, which was so extravagant that it was speechless.

    "I made a little money by going out this time, and I still have a mountain of straw here."

    Su Yun glanced at Jing Zhao, then blinked at Xing Jiangmu, and said, "Go to Yuanshuo Tower and buy some clothes for the old cave master, which should be more attractive. When you are done, I will go to Jiange with the old cave master."  See Sister Qingluo."

    Xing Jiangmu understood, went out with the golden straw, and drove away in a sheep chariot, thinking: "My lord is asking me to find a rescuer! But, will the old man of Yuanhui be the opponent of the old lunatic?"

    He frowned slightly. The last time Jing Zhao was captured was in the underground city of Boshan County, he was seriously injured by the Gray God King and the Demon God Tai Sui. Then he was tied up by Su Yun, and then he was sealed by Doctor Dong. Even so,  He still escaped.

    "I'm afraid the old man in Yuanhui can't beat the old lunatic, but now I have to go and invite him."

    The argali chariot headed for Yuanshuo Tower, and when it arrived at Yuanshuo Tower, Xing Jiangmu jumped off the chariot and broke into the building.

    "Xing Shaoshi, the old man is not here."

    The manager of Yuanshuo Building recognized him and said, "You are late, the old lady has been away for a few days."

    "Lao Piao returned to Yuanshuo?" Xing Jiangmu was taken aback.

    The steward shook his head, and whispered: "I went with Xia Mengjue, we dare not ask"

    Xing Jiangmu didn't think too much, and was worried: "The old man is not here, what should I do? Yuan Shuo's overseas masters, there is no one else but him"

    Suddenly, he gritted his teeth sharply, and said to the steward, "Hang a painting by borrowing a treasure."

    The steward was also an important figure in Yuanhui, hesitantly asked: "What does Shaoshi want to paint?"

    Xing Jiangmu drew a wooden box and said: "Please trouble the manager, nail it to the wall with a knife."

    The corner of the steward's eyes twitched, and he whispered: "Xing Shaoshi, you know the rules of Taoism, some things are not to be touched randomly. I Yuanhui can hang this painting for you, but with weapons, you have to bear the consequences  It is absolutely impossible for my Yuanhui to offend Tongtian Pavilion because of you!"

    Xing Jiangmu gritted his teeth and said, "Just don't worry! If something goes wrong, I'll take care of it myself!"

    Seeing this, the steward ordered someone to fetch a knife, pass through the painting, and nail it to the wall of Yuanshuo Building.

    Xing Jiangmu waited anxiously, but no one came to take off the painting. Before he knew it, the sun was setting, the lights were shining, and the night market opened.

    He was so anxious that he didn't know what happened to Su Yun, and wished he could take off the painting and return to the Yuanshuo embassy. At this moment, the knife on the wall was pulled out, and a gentle voice said: "Who is this?"  A picture hung by someone?"

    Xing Jiangmu rushed out in a hurry, and saw a young man from Yuanshuo wearing a cloak to cover the upper half of his face under the gray lamp of Jie, holding a knife in one hand and a picture in the other.

    Just as Xing Jiangmu was about to speak, he suddenly saw behind the Yuan Shuo youth an unkempt craftsman in a blue-and-white robe, about fifty years old, with a face as old as a knife, and a book basket behind his back, in which were rolled blueprintsThe saint has many guesses about the candle dragon seen in Jiuyuan. Some think that the mountain is Zhongshan, some think that the candle dragon is a vision transformed by vitality and cannot exist, and some say that the top of the candle dragon mountain is  It's fairyland.

    There are various theories, but there is no definite number.

    Su Yun thoroughly understood the explanations of the gods on the realm of Yuan Dong, and immediately mobilized his true essence to escort his spirit down to Liyuan. His spirit was already extremely strong, and his vitality was even more powerful.  I can feel the true essence begin to swim on the surface of the spirit.

    A faint light appeared on the surface of his spirituality, and the imprints formed by various supernatural powers appeared on the surface of his spirituality, constantly swimming, shining on Li Yuan.

    "This should be the abyss of the salamander, with supernatural powers like fish, swimming on the surface."

    I don't know how deep the lower Liyuan is. Suddenly, Su Yun only felt that the true essence penetrated, compatible with the soul, and the supernatural powers turned into runes, constantly branding the depths of the soul.

    "This should be the second abyss, right? It's called the abyss of still water."

    Not long after, Su Yun saw his supernatural power imprint flowing in Xingling's body, and thought: "This is the abyss of flowing water that the old sage said."

    The next level is the abyss of flooding, where the supernatural powers are flooding in the body of the spirit, and the true essence and supernatural powers are fused.

    Another level went down to the abyss of fertile water, where the supernatural powers grew stronger and continued to grow

    When Su Yun's spirit descended to the Ninth Abyss, only his spirit was bright, and all around was darkness.

    Su Yun looked around, but there was no candle dragon, let alone Zhong Shan.

    He was feeling disappointed when suddenly a light came from the distant darkness, and he finally saw Zhong Shan and Zhulong composed of countless stars and galaxies!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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