Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 202: Cangshan Stepping on the Clouds and Slaying the Spring Dragon (Part )
As the saying goes, if you want to force someone to do something, you should shoot the horse first.

At this point, Zhang Ze had to go up even if he wanted to. After all, he was the only living person in this secret realm besides A'li.

But before Zhang Ze could think about it, a feeling of spiritual consciousness being detached exploded in his mind. Zhang Ze and Xiang met eyes, and the dragon pupil of that single eye could touch the soul.

He heard Xiang's voice, a murmur of instinct amidst the chaotic clamor. Xiang wanted to live forever, to eat everything.

Zhang Ze subconsciously closed his eyes.

After he stopped looking at the dragon's eyes, the disturbing voice also disappeared.

This is somewhat good news.

"Ali, are you okay?" Zhang Ze's hands were still tightly holding Ali's hind legs without letting go.

"No, you. Wow!"

The dragon roared, and before Zhang Ze could open his eyes, and before A Li could finish his words, they, one man and one dragon, flew into the sky.

He was whipped away by Xiangyi's tail.

Good news, he’s not dead.

Bad news, it's become a sandbag.

The dragon scale placed in the longevity lock emitted a warm light from beginning to end, protecting Zhang Ze from being harmed by Xiang.

Zhang Ze, with his eyes closed and holding A'li's legs, was beaten from one side of the secret realm to the other in various ways.

Although he would not die for the time being, Zhang Ze was still uneasy. He was not sure how long this dragon scale would last. Logically speaking, this kind of thing should be a disposable prop or have a time limit.

However, during the short period of time when he was being whipped around by the village head like a sandbag, Zhang Ze suddenly remembered something.

That is, although he has never been to school, he really can slay dragons.

The story begins with Old Tang and Longhu Mountain.

There really is a book called "The Art of Slaying Dragons" in Longhu Mountain. When Old Tang moved, he also took the book to Qianji Pavilion.

This book "The Art of Slaying Dragons" is a secret book left by the founder of Longhu Mountain, but its status in Longhu Mountain is the same as the table used by the founder, the stool he sat on, etc. It is a souvenir with no practical use.

Because the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain could not find a dragon, they had no way to test the authenticity of this method, and the founder never revealed the origin of this book.

Old Tang judged others by his own experience and suspected that the book was made up by the founder when he was drunk.

Although the other Taoist priests did not openly agree with Old Tang, most of them held similar views.

The founder wrote it just for fun.

After Zhang Ze got the copy of the book, he and A'li read it carefully together, but they still couldn't tell whether the book was authentic.

Although A'li is a dragon, this book "The Art of Dragon Slaying" teaches people to slay a long dragon.

A-li is round.

Zhang Ze only found two of the dragon's vital points mentioned in the book on A'li's body. He poked them twice with his hands, but A'li didn't feel anything except itchy.

However, Ari lacks any of the three most important points on the back of the dragon's neck.

Because Zhang Ze couldn't find where A'li's neck was.

After his research yielded no results, he threw the book aside.

However, it might come in handy today.

Zhang Ze opened his eyes, planning to fight back according to what was written in the book the next time he was knocked away.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he encountered a second problem.

He couldn't look straight at the village.

The eyes are the windows to the soul. This is not a metaphor but a fact.

After trying to commit suicide several times, Zhang Ze found that as long as he opened his eyes and Xiang was looking at him, he would be influenced by Xiang.

All the chaotic thoughts in the countryside would flood into my mind.

Of course, Ali was not affected.

So after Zhang Ze and A'li realized this, they and their pet were in sync and responded immediately.

A'li climbed onto Zhang Ze's head, held his head, and acted as Zhang Ze's temporary eyes.

"I will attack in Zhang Ze form!"

Unfortunately, this plan fell apart halfway.

Because A'li is not a good driver, and Zhang Ze is not a good machine.

The Jindan stage consciousness released by Zhang Ze was shattered by the death energy around him, and A Li's command was always one step slow and dangerous.

"Right! No, left rear, front"

"where?"

Bang!
Before A'li could give the next high-level instructions, Zhang Ze was slapped into the ground by Xiang's claw.

Fortunately, thanks to the dragon scales, Zhang Ze and A'li are both alive and well.

However, after being patted, Zhang Ze's mind became clearer and he figured out a key point.

At this time, Xiang was acting entirely on instinct, and many of its own divine powers could not be used, including the strange dragon pupil. It might be more appropriate to say that the dragon pupil was a mirror.

Then it would be fine as long as you can't see yourself in the mirror.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ze immediately put on the Night Demon Emperor's head. After his head became invisible, Zhang Ze opened his eyes and looked towards Xiang.

It turned out that everything was fine.

"It's just a dragon pupil. A'li, let's go." Zhang Ze stood up again.

After saying that, Zhang Ze activated his mental skills, put the sword box behind him, drew out the ancient flying sword with crimson sword energy, dodged Xiang's sweep with the Seven Steps of the Stars, and then turned into a sword light and went straight to Xiang's dragon head.

According to "The Art of Dragon Slaying", the first step to slaying a dragon is to climb the dragon.

Zhang Ze followed the instructions, and as expected, failed.

He didn't pay much attention when Xiang was whipping him back and forth in the sky just now. But when Zhang Ze flew to Xiang's side with his own strength, he realized the strangeness of the deathly aura.

Not only did the death energy block his spiritual consciousness, but even the spiritual energy around him was completely absorbed by the death energy, making it impossible for him to fly.

Ascending into the sky, at the moment when he was about to be caught by the village chief, Zhang Ze took out his flying version of Old Man Music from his treasure bag.

The old man music was modified by Lily and had its own spiritual energy storage device. Zhang Ze pinched the sword control technique, and the old man music with internal circulation instantly carried Zhang Ze and A Li, dodging the dragon's claws, and then flew along Xiang's back towards the dragon's tail.

Zhang Ze held the sword and stabbed Xiang Kai in the back.

Golden light is everywhere and the sword energy is stunning.

But the eggs are of no use.

If this was a game, Zhang Ze felt that the damage he just caused from his jump was probably a string of zeros.

When he broke away, Zhang Ze threw out the sword talisman that his master had given him, but the attack from the Spiritual Transformation Stage only tickled Xiang.

Zhang Ze suddenly felt very embarrassed. That sudden counter-attack looked like the slap a bath attendant would give to a customer after scrubbing his back.

Xiang probably felt comfortable after being rubbed by Zhang Ze, so he stopped moving, floated in the air and closed his eyes again.

Zhang Ze also rode the old man's music, holding the sword in one hand, and stared at Xiang from afar, with no way out.

The Night Demon Emperor's head was probably overwhelmed by the death energy around him, and his magical powers became ineffective. Zhang Ze had no choice but to take off the mask.

Although Xiang was now very slow, half dead, unable to use his magical powers, and moving like a wild beast, Zhang Ze had dragon scales to protect him, and he could still keep up with Xiang's speed if he tried hard.

But a real dragon is a real dragon. With Zhang Ze's cultivation and the magic weapon on his body, he could not break Xiang's dragon body.

"If I had known this would happen, I would have asked the Sect Master for a sword energy when I came here."

Just as he was trying to figure out how to break the impasse, Ah Li, who had been lying on Zhang Ze's shoulder, suddenly pinched him and said, "It's best to resolve this quickly. The situation in the township is not right."

"Li is right. We can't delay any longer. Xiang's body is about to wake up." Yimu's voice sounded behind Zhang Ze.

Just when Zhang Ze was unilaterally beaten by the township, Mr. Yimu had already escaped from the suppression of the stone tablet.

Mr. Yimu also transformed into a dragon at this time, and looked similar to Xiangda, but his color was much lighter, he was much smaller, and his body was translucent.

"Young master, do you still have that tortoise shell?" Yimu asked.

"Take it with you." Zhang Ze took out the tortoise shell from his arms.

"This tortoise shell is a divine object. This shell represents life. Please use the life formation on it to activate the power of the secret realm, take away Xiang's power, and let it rest in peace." Yimu said anxiously because he saw Xiang's eyelids moving.

"How to do it. Ugh!"

"I can!" Before Zhang Ze finished speaking, A'li reached out and took half a piece of tortoise shell and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

A'li found Zhang Ze's mouth accurately, and its hands were so fast that Zhang Ze didn't react.

This tortoise shell is also magical. After it touched Zhang Ze's lips, it turned into a purple gas and drilled into Zhang Ze's abdomen.

The next moment, Zhang Ze suddenly felt that this world was connected to himself.

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness spread along with invisible roots, extending beyond the secret realm. He saw mice digging in the soil, tender buds of early spring, Li Yueqi waiting by Wolong Lake, the giant turtle Zhuluo, and an unfamiliar old man.

His gaze continued to move upwards, gradually leaving the earth, spreading to the entire Guanlong Mountain, and gradually flying into the sky.

"Come back!" It was the voices of Ichimu and Ari.

Everything he had just seen immediately came to an end, and Zhang Ze's consciousness was connected with the hometown again.

Frenzy, confusion, loneliness, greed—all sorts of negative emotions washed over him. But this time, two dragon shadows, one blue and one gold, protected Zhang Ze, shielding him from these delusions. Zhang Ze saw a new black sprout growing within Xiang's body.

"Please kill me" is the voice of the township.

"Don't let him wake up again, take the power back!" It was a voice from Yi Mu.

Using the dragon scales in the longevity lock as a guide, Zhang Ze and Xiang compete for the power belonging to the Ancestral Dragon. With the help of A Li, Zhang Ze moves faster.

After all, when it comes to eating, A-Li is no less than anyone else in her life.

Everything in the secret realm began to wither, the false sky also grew dim, and finally turned into a half-gray, half-black world.

The power of the township was temporarily divided into two.

Zhang Ze and Xiang opened their eyes at the same time.

After the power that did not belong to him was infused into his body, Zhang Ze did not explode nor did he feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt very comfortable.

At this time, he would no longer be disturbed by the dragon pupil, but he still wore the ineffective Night Demon Emperor Head.

Just to look cool.

However, his coolness lasted only two seconds, as the broken Night Demon Emperor's head became effective again.

Zhang Ze's head disappeared, and his figure turned into a stream of light. All the swords in the box came out to protect him on both sides. He flew into the air and headed straight for the leader of the village.

The first move of "The Art of Slaying Dragons"!
Ascend the dragon!

failure!

Although its power was taken away, the dragon corpse in the village also got back some of its own things, and it no longer bit like a beast.

The supernatural power began to appear, the death aura became thicker, and a black dragon breath blew past, forcing Zhang Ze to retreat. The dragon's tail slashed vertically, bringing up a black light.

Zhang Ze distanced himself and slashed with sword shadows continuously. After fighting with Xiang for several rounds, he discovered two things.

First, the book "The Art of Slaying Dragons" seems to be real, and it is really useful in attacking weaknesses.

The second reason is that I seem to be a little small and cannot reach some places.

Because he had not reached the true realm, Zhang Ze did not have magical powers such as the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth, but just like the color change of the golden elixir, he thought about it.

Then I thought of a solution.

There is a method in Longhu Mountain called the art of summoning gods, which can achieve a similar effect.

Zhang Ze used the dragon scales as a guide and his own four golden elixirs as a supplement, and used the Beast Taming Sect's simulation method to first draw the power out of his body.

Then use the technique of summoning gods to return it to yourself.

He came over once and I treated myself.

The next moment, a huge golden headless phantom condensed from spiritual energy wrapped up Zhang Ze, and the flying sword Huanggu fell into the hands of the phantom. The other three spiritual swords floated behind the phantom, and their magical powers also became stronger.

The pirated Dharma image of heaven and earth was initially formed, and Zhang Ze stabbed forward with a forty-meter-long flying sword.

Ascend the dragon!

"Li, do you have a form that is more suitable for fighting?" Yimu, who was floating in the distance carrying A Li, suddenly asked.

A'li thought about it, and after going through all the magical instruments and toys he had eaten, he actually remembered one.

"Yes, there is, what's the matter?" Ali was puzzled.

"Let's go help the young master." After saying that, his eyes turned into a ray of clear air and entered the center of A Li's eyebrows.

Ari felt that she was also connected to the hometown and this secret place, and the power of the hometown was once again stripped away in part.

It did not delay any longer. Its round body was wrapped in a golden light. After changing its shape, it flew towards the village.

Wolong Lake.

Li Wenzhou, standing by the lake, raised his head and looked at the sky above.

The giant turtle Zhuluo also seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

As the dawn breaks, the sky becomes increasingly cloudy and the spiritual energy on all sides trembles. As the secret realm is about to shatter, three shadows appear in the sea of ​​clouds above Wolong Lake.

"Xiang?" It was the puzzled voice of the giant turtle Zhuluo.

"Zhang Ze?" Li Yueqi exclaimed.

"What is that?" Li Wenzhou looked at the third shadow in confusion.

Early morning, Thang Long City.

Mr. Su got up early and squatted at the door of his yard smoking his pipe.

He was very unhappy yesterday, last night, and this morning.

Because of a slip of the tongue yesterday, when he was talking about the book "The Human Emperor Slays the Dragon" in the teahouse, he used the Night Fighting Eight Directions Hidden Knife Style to make the Human Emperor cut off his own head.

Although he managed to make up for it at the time, he couldn't make up a story later.

He had no idea what to say today. He extinguished his cigarette and slapped himself, feeling as if he was digging a hole for himself.

Of course, the audience in the audience had no idea what was going on. They just thought he had something big to do, so they were all very satisfied when they left yesterday.

But Mr. Su's mind was as clear as a mirror. He knew that he had no job, not even a bad job.

Yesterday's incident had already spread, so there must be more people coming today, and there might even be colleagues coming to laugh at him.

"Competitors are enemies. What a bunch of bastards."

"What should I do? What should I talk about today?"

Just when he was waiting to die at a loss, he suddenly heard Brother Liu, who lived across the street, twitch.

"Alas!"

The last time Lao Liu had a sob was when he discovered that his wife was cheating on him.

Based on the principle that I will feel better as long as there is someone worse off than me, Mr. Su looked up at Old Liu who was standing at the gate of Liu's courtyard, leaning against the wall and sobbing.

Then he followed Lao Liu's gaze and looked towards the east.

He also took a sip.

"Alas!"

However, after the pumping, there is ecstasy.

"I'm not even making this up. It's happening right now in heaven! I'm alive!"

"This is really a blessing from heaven, may our ancestors bless us!" Mr. Su slapped his thigh and muttered to himself.

After thanking the ancestors, there were all kinds of weird words like, "God, I love you." "I'm famous." "I'm the founder of the new book "The Headless Human Emperor Slays the Evil Dragon"."

After crawling back to the house, Mr. Su slapped his wife, who was still sleeping, and woke her up. "My wife, come out to see the gods!"

After saying this, without listening to his wife's angry scolding, he grabbed the paper and pen on the table and rushed out. Seeing that the strange phenomenon in the sky did not disappear, he immediately started writing.

[Continuing from the previous chapter, the evil dragon slain by the Human Emperor was an illusion, and the dragon head he severed transformed into a one-eyed evil dragon.]

The headless Human Emperor transformed his blade into a sword, stepped onto the clouds, and captured the one-eyed evil dragon with one hand.

[But that evil dragon was also a primordial dragon born at the beginning of the world. How could it die so easily?]

[Black fog swallowed the sky, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the avenues were endless, and the Emperor's sword missed.]

"What's that thing next to the Human Emperor? Forget it, I'll make it up later."

[The Human Emperor's close friend, the Ox-Horned Dragon Man, saw the evil dragon trying to escape and immediately transformed into a streak of golden light, coming to the Human Emperor's aid. With one claw, he shattered the void.]

Such scenes are happening everywhere in Thang Long City.

The man eating fried dough cake and soy milk looked towards the east with his mouth wide open, having forgotten to chew.

The old man selling breakfast also spilled soy milk all over the floor, but ignored it.

Because of a few coins and a quarrel, the two ruffians who were fighting stopped fighting. They found a step to sit down, leaned against each other and looked at the eastern sky.

If you wake up, go and call those who are sleeping in. If the whole family wakes up, go and call the neighbors next door.

Because of the strange phenomenon in the sky, the entire Thang Long City got up early.

The monks who couldn't fly jumped onto the walls and roofs, those who could fly rose into the air, and those with more active brains flew towards Wolong Lake.

Qin Ping, a monk from the Beast Taming Sect, was standing on the roof of a pavilion at this time.

However, he did not look at the headless man and the evil dragon, but stared at the dragon man in golden armor.

He had seen that thing before. When he went to Qianji Pavilion before, he brought a set of toys for his younger brother.

There's a toy called a Battle Tyrannosaurus inside...it's exactly the same as the thing in the sky.

He has horns on his head, a rhino horn in front of his nose, a silver mask covering his head, and he wears a set of heavy golden armor that fits his body. His huge golden claw arm armor is waving vertically, and behind him are wings like a shield.

"So it's not a toy? Ah You, did you record it?"

"It's recorded."

In the sky, a giant eagle was holding a small walnut, recording the strange scene in the sky from a perfect angle.

In the secret realm.

Zhang Ze, not knowing what was happening outside, was still trying to climb the dragon.
(End of this chapter)