Chapter 626 Listening and the Battle Beginning

Trepid ~

The feathered eagle roars.

Above the mountains of dragons and tigers, feathered eagles spread their wings, guarding the king of feathered eagles in the middle.

Longhu Mountain raises a group of feathered eagles, all of which are spiritual birds. They wear flesh and blood on the sun, swallow the elixir of the moon, spread their wings three feet, and can fly on people. The king of feathered eagles is one of the best, with more than six feet spreading its wings.

"It's finally going to start."

On the back of a feathered eagle, Li Yuan overlooked the sea of ​​clouds. He had a very good eye. He could vaguely see the Longshan courtyard, his second brother and sister-in-law and two little guys watching him travel far outside the courtyard.

On the sixth day after the end of the year, Pang Wenlong, who had been chasing the Evil God Cult for several months, sent a message to the sects and gathered in the imperial capital.

Li Yuan naturally had to follow him, otherwise the meaning of fishing would be too obvious.

"I don't know what old Pang is preparing, I hope he can force Wan Zhuliu to escape."

After glanced at Chi Lian, who was ugly on the eagle's back, Li Yuan felt a little worried. The immortal's guidance was not very good.

"Cry!"

The eagle cries high and loudly, the king of the feathered eagle flaps his wings and moves. The feathered eagles are all following each other, carrying a group of elders of the Dragon and Tiger Temple, and the true teachings are sank into the sea of ​​clouds.

There were three people on the Fengying that Li Yuan rode, and in addition to Chi Lian, he also brought Qi Benchu, the man who was born in a strange scene.

"The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and it is spectacular!"

Qi Benchu ​​looked down at the sea of ​​clouds and was quite excited.

In the past few years, although Longhu Temple has been well with him, he has been depressed after all. Although he is still in his hands at this moment, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds, his depression in his heart inevitably dissipated.

【Xuanmen Tongtian Sword (Level 11)】

Li Yuan glanced at him, to be precise, it was the Xuanmen Tongtian Sword in his body that was as high as the eleventh level. When the broken sword with only the hilt of the sword was intact, it was most likely that it was a twelve-level top-grade spiritual treasure.

‘The fortune of the person who relies on strange scenery…’

Li Yuan was more curious than afraid of this person who was born in a strange scene.

He was very curious about how a strange scene was born into human beings. Moreover, in legend, such people born under the creation were extremely talented and likely had strange physiques.

"I wonder what hidden constitution, magic body, demon body, divine body, holy body?"

Li Yuan closed his eyes and entered into meditation. He was not a dragon demon Taoist. He was curious but curious, but he had no hobby of dissection.

If it were the Dragon Demon Taoist, he might have completely dissected this kid.

"call!"

The feathered eagle flapped its wings, the strong wind roared, and was isolated from the outside by the true energy emitted by Li Yuan.

The territory of the great fortune is extremely large, and the distance between the various states is very far. Even if you ride a feather eagle, it is not easy to reach. Qi Benchu ​​was excited at first looking around and looking down at the sea of ​​clouds, but later he felt bored.

Looking at Chi Lian, then looking at Li Yuan who was meditating with his eyes closed, there was not even a person talking, so he could only sit down in disappointment, take a deep breath, adjust his breathing, and enter into meditation and visualize.

A few years ago, he was bold enough to become a disciple of Pang Wenlong, who really taught him the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. He was also diligent in his practice and had already started it a year ago.

"call!"

"suck!"

Li Yuan's breathing was long and light, and he could not even hear it if he didn't listen carefully.

He concentrated his mind and calmed his energy, used his energy more, visualized and luck, polished the acupoints in his body, comprehended the Six Classics of Xuanbing, Kunpeng's true form diagram, and explored the sky boat, while also putting a lot of thought into the gray stone platform.

Buzz ~

The bright colors on the stone platform are mostly weapons and a small part are incense, but the most eye-catching one is the tragic white fire ball hanging above the wooden talisman.

"If a person is not burdened by his physical condition..."

Li Yuan was chewing on the ceremony from the Xuan Daozi in his heart, and at the same time, he was also combing out the listening sound from the wooden talisman.

Since he obtained this wooden talisman, he has listened consciously and has not stopped for many days, but until now, the incense has been sparked a lot, and none of them is related to this ceremony.

It is worth mentioning that since he listened to Tianyin that time, he could occasionally hear some listening from Tianshiyuan during his daily listening.

This change is both good and bad.

The advantage is naturally that the listening range is greatly expanded, while the disadvantage is that the listening range becomes more and more messy, and all kinds of useful and useless listening are mixed together, which requires energy to be scrubbed.

[...... On the Prison Dragon Star, a young man accidentally experienced a dangerous place and saw a huge creature in it. His scales were cold and his dragon whispered, and the mountains were undulating during breathing... (Twelve-level)]

[...There are sometimes a wailing sound on the Blood Phoenix Star, and blood phoenixes hover over many cities. Among the cities, many alien races are demolishing the Blood Phoenix Temple... I lost my god, and the offerings are cut off... (Twelve levels)]

[......The sky walls are surrounded by stars, and the sky walls lie across the stars. No matter how big the stars and moon are, they are as small as chickens under their brilliance. Countless sects and ancestral lands are all in it.

According to ancient legend, no matter where the gods of Tianshiyuan came from, they all achieved enlightenment here... (Thirteenth level)]

[……Entering into Taoism and becoming true, this is the largest clan in the Three Walls, the rules of the human race, and all clans recognize it... (Nine-level)]

[… According to legend, the seventh level of talent does not come from all realms, and can be traced back to before the establishment of the Origin Divine Dynasty... (Level 11)]

...

Miscellaneous, messy!

Various listening sounds kept echoing in my ears, and Li Yuan frowned while combing.

These are some of the highest-quality listening experiences he has these days.

It’s worthless, but each of them has a good grade, but it’s worthwhile. It’s extremely messy. Even if there are many treasures, it’s beyond reach.

"The source of listening is more or less related to me, maybe it is a certain distance, or maybe it is other reasons..."

Li Yuan muttered to himself in his heart.

The Prison Dragon Clan Star, the Blood Phoenix Star, the Tianshi Yuan, the Taoist come true... These listening sounds are either what he sees or hears, or what he experiences personally, and are not completely random.

He walked around the wooden talisman, his eyes unchanged from the pale divine fire. What he wanted to hear the most was naturally the listening sound related to the flame ritual.

"Theoretically, I can hear the listening sounds about this flame, but the randomness is still quite good, and the component of taking chances is even greater..."

"Why try to point to notes?"

There are two listening modes for the Palm Sound Talisman, random and designated. Among them, the designation is divided into four types: life, death, treasure, and death. However, because the designated ringtone consumes too much incense, he comes randomly most of the time.

"If it doesn't work, try the designated ringtone... But what kind of category does this fire, or the ritual belong to? Life and death are incompatible, Baoyin? Just count it... Maybe it's the sound of the deceased?"

Li Yuan's thinking diverges.

Among the four ways to specify listening, the least he used is the sound of passing. Sixteen times the normal consumption is really painful.

"Try it."

Li Yuan thought and ordered to listen to the sound, while silently chanting "If a person is not tired of his body," although he knew that this would not affect the palm sounds, he still hoped that it would have a little impact.

Buzz ~

A faint white light appeared on the wooden talisman.

【…… Before Yan Chunyang died, he was unwilling and desperate... (Seventh level)]

[...The mountains are not easy, and the wind is flowing. More than 700 years ago, an inner disciple of Longhu Mountain finally sat in a secret place in the mountains, leaving a furnace of health pills and a semi-divine weapon. He hoped that a junior could find his own corpse... (Seventh level)]

The sound of passing, as the name suggests, comes from the sound of the past.

Li Yuan naturally tried it in the years since the palm sound talisman was opened, but the sound of passing is much more than the sound of living, and many of them are the last words left by the dying person.

“They’ve had good luck these two times.”

Li Yuan nodded and wrote down Lingyin. He had no interest in Yan Chunyang's unwillingness before his death, but if the thirty-two wisps of first-level incense were replaced with a bite of demigod weapons, the transaction was naturally not a loss.

But he also knew very well that this was just an accident. Most people would often arrange their affairs before dying, and the things left by those who died suddenly were often not left now.

"The seventh-level palm sound can also be heard at the lowest level, but the level of this fire must be at least 14 or 5? Normally, this must be at least 7 or 8 incense..."

It would be fine if you can accurately get the listening sound you want, but consume sixteen strands of incense above the seventh level at a time to try your luck?

Li Yuan didn't have this idea at all.

So, he just thought about it in his mind, and what he consumed was still below the seventh level, or to be precise, it was incense below the sixth level.

"Try your luck slowly..."

...

"The strong wind is about to rise!"

In Hengshan City, somewhere on the street, under a black umbrella in a fortune telling stall, Huang Longzi raised his head as if he was feeling something, watching the group of feathered eagles disappear into the sea of ​​clouds.

"My poor junior sister, do you think that a beginner's immortal can point out any good ways to guide you?"

Huang Longzi pinched his five fingers and opened his eyes after a while:

"The cloud demon comes, and the jade and stone are burned... Tsk, stones can be burned, but jade cannot be done!"

call!

Huang Longzi walked with an umbrella and disappeared on the street.

It is difficult to produce real dragons in shallow water, and it is difficult to produce strange flowers in barren land. There is no need to think that the gods and demon-level geniuses born in such a deserted and small land must be born, and they must be born with great luck.
To be continued...