: 1227 Holy One Peng Yinglong

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Iron Pile Ferry, the most famous is a large iron pile near the cliff on the river. This iron pile is a rectangular column head with a person's thickness, inserted into the bottom of the river dozens of feet deep, legend, this Under the head of the column, there was a crackling of a dragon. This dragon had once made waves in this area. Later, it was smashed by a pillar of the Taoist temple with iron pillars, and a message said, "Unless the iron piles bloom, the dragon can be free." Legend has it that it has become a legend anyway, but the locals once said that when someone passed by here, they used to put the flower hat worn by the child on the iron pile. As a result, there was no wind and waves in the river, and the waves were soaring. The hat was taken away, so the locals thought that there was a dragon in the iron pile, and that no one should ban the colorful things on the iron pile head.
Qin Lang is now next to the iron pile head. He carefully looked at the iron pile head. The iron pile head is already rusty, but some strange runes can still be seen on the pile head. These are the Feng Shui array. The runes, although long after, but Qin Lang can still feel the fluctuation of the aura.
Needless to say, these are the masterpieces of the sect.
Qin Lang carefully looked at the feng shui trend around him. He knew that this iron pile was not used to suppress the dragon, but to suppress the "dragon vein". Although the dragon vein here is not a real dragon, but a branch, but this The aura of the spirit is still quite full. When the sect looked at this thread, he closed it and used it as his own. As a result, the reincarnation of the spirit led to the ruin of the iron pile.
The feng shui theory, though empty, is a bit sensible.
The man of the sect of the sect is about to fight in this place, perhaps because he has taken a fancy to the feng shui of this place.
The terrain has been checked, and Qin Lang decided to find a place to fill his stomach and then fight with it.
Qin Lang had a big meal in the nearby town. Now that the iron pile is deserted, the fish in the nearby river has a good taste. It is delicious with the local earth shochu.
At night, when it was close to twelve o'clock, Qin Lang, who had been drunk, went to Tiezhudu.
Tonight, it’s a bright moon, but it’s not a full moon.
Under the moonlight, the water mist on the river surface lingers, and a figure stands on the iron pile. If it is looming, it looks illusory, just like a water ghost. This person should be the saint of the sect, Peng Yinglong.
Ying Long, the legend is the "high dragon" that has wings.
Although Peng Yinglong’s name is very prestige, but in fact he is a short old man, wearing a bucket, squatting, fishing on iron piles.
Hey.
The fish in Peng Yinglong’s hand was lifted, and a large herring in the river broke out. Then he reached out and grabbed the big green carp in his hand. When he reached out and tore it, he tore the squid into two halves and then to Qin Lang. Road: "Qin Zongzhu, are interested in taste a piece?"
"I have already eaten cooked fish, raw fish is not used to eating, and I am willing to take it." Qin Lang looked at Peng Yinglong and ate two pieces of raw fish and bones into his stomach.
After Peng Yinglong finished eating, he said to Qin Lang: "Qin Zongzhu, in any case, I admire your courage, and the cultivation of a condensed in the district, and dare to face the master of Wu Sheng, you are probably the first one."
"Of course, the condensed can still be the lord, probably only one of me." Qin Lang said with confidence, "However, since I can stabilize the position of this lord, it has little to do with my realm, but with strength. There is a relationship, Peng seniors, please."
"Qin Zongzhu, please." Peng Yinglong sang low and the Wuhun has begun to show up.
This old man, although short in size, but this martial art is quite domineering, it is a huge Ying Long, at this time, if anyone sees this scene, it will definitely think that the dragon in the river has appeared again.
"Grounding, through the sky."
Qin Lang sang a low drink, and the momentum of the whole body rose sharply. Around his body, he formed a vortex of one after another. This is because Qin Lang has seventy-three large dantians, and each dantian is completely in Qinlang. Under the control, so the extent of these Dantians to absorb the aura is also under the control of Qin Lang.
This is the beauty that Qin Lang learned from his recent and beautiful double repairs. Although his body has seventy-three dantian sizes, and these dantians can provide him with a constant source of aura and heaven and earth, but each Dantian's efficiency is Did not play to the extreme.
The dragon and the dragon, the mystery of the martial arts and the repair of the real, not only the addition of a few more dantian is so simple, but each dantian should cooperate with each other and perform their duties, so that each dantian's "work efficiency" can be achieved. They are all fully mobilized.
Some Dantians absorb the aura of the heavens and the earth, some Dantian is responsible for transforming the aura and vitality into their own real elements, and some other dantians are used to break out the fighting power... Each Dantian cooperates with each other, this is the subtlety of the dragon and dragon.
The dragon and the dragon decide not only to make the fish a dragon, but also to be able to change back to the fish after Jackie Chan. The so-called change back to the fish is actually the absolute control of their own exercises and the body. Every size Dan Tian can do whatever he wants.
The yang is not long, the lonely yin is not born, Qin Lang is also after the beautiful double repair, only to understand this truth by chance, this is also his daring to fight with Peng Yinglong.
Feeling the aura fluctuations around Qin Lang's body, Peng Yinglong's face became very dignified: "Well, it is the lord of the poisonous sect. It seems that many people underestimate your strength, but your cultivation is only at the end." Let's go to heaven, if you just cultivate the heavens, you still have a dead end tonight."
"Well, it’s not necessary, I just tried to know." Qin Lang was in shape, and people were like lightning, rushing toward Peng Yinglong. He was going to take the initiative.
Bang.
Qin Lang’s fist and Peng Yinglong’s palm touched each other. With the two as the center, the air wave exploded, and the river blew up a dozen meters of white.
Standing on the iron pile, Peng Yinglong shook his body and said "good" in the mouth. Then he waited for Qin Lang to fall into the water, so he had a chance to suppress Qin Lang. Peng Yinglong chose this iron pile because it is the only one. At the end of the battle, Qin Lang missed a shot, and Peng Yinglong could not hit the iron pile. Only the end of the falling water, although it was impossible to drown Qin Lang, but it would leave a flaw and give Peng Yinglong the opportunity to suppress.
With Peng Yinglong's strength, as long as he is fully committed, he believes that he can calmly suppress Qin Lang.
Qin Lang really fell into the water, but it did not fall directly into the water as Peng Yinglong thought, but floated on the water, like a goose feather.
Light work and water drift.
Peng Yinglong was slightly surprised. He felt that Qin Lang could not have such a skill. The so-called light power drifting, but also need to borrow strength, even if it is psoriasis of Dharma, the rumor is also to use the reed buoyancy to cross the river, this Qin Lang Although some of the skills, but not as strong as Dharma.
A moment later, Peng Yinglong discovered the problem: It turned out that there was something at the foot of Qin Lang.
It is a huge turtle.
This turtle can easily support Qin Lang's body weight.
Of course, the dragon tortoise can indeed support the body weight of Qin Lang, but more importantly, Qin Lang has gradually realized that using the seventy-three large-sized dantians in the whole body to generate airflow to control the figure.
The airflow vortex formed by these seventy-three large dantians, if properly controlled, is equivalent to seventy-three "turbines", which can alleviate Qin Lang's body gravity. Even if the aura is very rich, Qin Lang can almost With these seventy-three sizes, Dantian floats in the air.
"A big turtle." Peng Yinglong said, "I will eat it after suppressing you."