Chapter 379

There was no mourning for the death of the centipede demon for a moment. The one who rushed to the battlefield immediately was the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang!

The Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang had a thousand years of cultivation, top-notch demon power, and was a fierce demon. Now before him, his son was killed. The Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang was furious, wildly angry, and enraged. Demon power erupted, his body changed, a thousand hands and a thousand feet, all coming together!

It was also facing the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon rotated and came.

In the Zhu Xian world, the strongest formation, except for the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, was the Eight Desolation Mysterious Fire Formation. In the Zhu Xian world, Gu Qing thoroughly understood the five volumes of the Heavenly Book, learned the ghost path, the Southern Border method, and held the Zhu Xian Sword, Mysterious Fire Mirror, and other divine artifacts. As his cultivation deepened, he remembered the structure of these divine artifacts completely. Now in the White Snake world, relying on the principles, he could also rub these things out.

Now the primordial spirit in his body transformed, following the Eight Desolation Mysterious Fire Formation to produce changes.

The Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang revealed his true form, black fog shrouded, his body huge, but when he rushed to Gu Qing's eyes, the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang stopped. At this moment, the sun was stimulated, and in this world, it burst out the most hot light. This moment, the fire rejoiced without rest, condensed into the largest fire dragon in the world. The head appeared, already shrouding dark clouds on Fenghuang Mountain. When the body appeared, it was difficult to see the head and tail. In an instant, this fire condensed, creaking, and the whole fire dragon was locked on Fenghuang Mountain.

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon of the Zhu Xian world, under the transformation of Gu Qing's primordial spirit, exerted extraordinary changes.

The Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang looked at the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon before him. In front of such a dragon body, he was just a small centipede. And now, the dragon head opened, ruddy and transparent, containing dark gold, and the endless hot flames condensed, spraying toward him head-on.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

"Crack crack..."

Hu Meiniang and Caiyin, the two little rabbits, trembled, looking at everything outside, watching the world dark red, fire everywhere, and the magma flowing on Fenghuang Mountain. It was as if all the water vapor here was about to evaporate.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In that dark red, ambiguous boundary, a series of explosions came. The fire all around gradually disappeared. When Hu Meiniang and Caiyin could see everything clearly again, they saw Gu Qing holding a bamboo staff in his hand, reaching out to grind it. A long, red centipede was rubbed into the bamboo staff by Gu Qing.

This bamboo staff had seven sections, of which the top section was empty, which was "reaching heaven," the bottom section was empty, which was "reaching earth," and the remaining five sections were filled with the body of the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang. Afterward, Gu Qing prayed, saying: "Sun essence, primordial holy, opening heaven and spreading earth, sweet bamboo spiritual..."

This was a method of refining a divine staff in the Daoist family. After Gu Qing filled it with the body of the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang, he prayed sincerely, and the divine staff shone section by section, and the Qi was connected.

"Summon heaven, respect heaven, take earth, earth spirit, point to ghosts, ghosts perish, demons and monsters bind form, perish with me, live with me, after ten thousand kalpas, replace my form."

After the scripture chanting ended, the bamboo staff fell steadily into Gu Qing's hand.

"Whoosh!"

Gu Qing held the bamboo staff, pointed at the Six-Harmony Mirror, and the light of the Six-Harmony Mirror collected with a "whoosh." Hu Meiniang and Caiyin felt the baking of heaven and earth, almost suffocating heat.

"Follow me down the mountain."

Gu Qing said to Hu Meiniang and Caiyin: "It's going to rain heavily here in a while."

Hu Meiniang and Caiyin nodded repeatedly, not daring to talk too much, fearing that Gu Qing would point at them casually and they would become roasted rabbits.

Gu Qing left Fenghuang Mountain with his front feet, and the Cloud-Pushing Boy and the Fog-Spreading Langjun were here casting spells. In an instant, thunder roared and lightning flashed, and the rain poured down, pressing down the heat of the fire eruption here.

It was where the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon erupted, the land there was burned into a large hole, and everything around was like glass.

"We have served in the mortal world for a long time and have seen dragons that bring rain, but this is the first time we have seen a dragon that sprays fire."

The Cloud-Pushing Boy muttered.

The Cloud-Pushing Boy and the Fog-Spreading Langjun were in the Long Wang Division of the Chenghuang Temple, and they had a very good relationship with the Dragon Kings of various veins. Today's fire dragon on Fenghuang Mountain opened their eyes.

"Lu Zu treats Daoist Gu differently. Could he be a disciple of the Fire Dragon Immortal?"

The Fog-Spreading Langjun speculated.

The Fire Dragon Immortal was a sword immortal and also the founder of the internal alchemy lineage. It is said that he was a disciple of Chen Tuan, and some say he was a disciple of Guan Yinzi. When Lu Dongbin was practicing, this Fire Dragon Immortal taught him sword formulas.

"Stop talking nonsense."

The Cloud-Pushing Boy said: "Fire Dragon Immortal is just a Daoist name, he has never released this kind of fire dragon."

If you really want to look at the fire dragon, this Fire Dragon Immortal can only be considered a little Gu Qing.

"But I did hear a small rumor."

The Cloud-Pushing Boy shared with the Fog-Spreading Langjun: "A few days ago when I went to the Thunder Department to report on my duties, I heard the divine official there say that the luck of the Great Song should not have ended, but because of Daoist Gu, the Ziwei Star descended to the world."

"Hiss..."

The Fog-Spreading Langjun gasped, feeling that this Daoist Gu, who was usually polite to them in the Chenghuang Temple, had a terrifying background.

After all, because of him alone, the Great Song was about to change dynasties.

Hangzhou city.

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing packed up dinner and saw Gu Qing carrying two little rabbits into the room. Both women had practiced deeply. At this time, looking at Hu Meiniang and Caiyin, they knew they were spirits that had practiced for five hundred years, and they looked at Gu Qing one after another, seeking answers.

"Two little girls rescued in Qibao Mountain."

Gu Qing stroked the rabbit heads, placed these two little rabbits on the table, and said: "This girl, one misses the mortal world, and one just wants to practice in the mountain. You two have practiced in the mortal world for a long time, so help them."

Bai Suzhen's nature carried a bit of kindness. Seeing the two little demons were not deeply involved in the world, she held the two little rabbits in her arms.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."

Hu Meiniang was still in rabbit form. Looking at Bai Suzhen's face, she said in a daze.

"Beauty and ugliness are all white bones under the skin."

Gu Qing knocked Hu Meiniang on the head and said: "You practice well, that's more important than anything."

In the original Legend of the White Snake, this person saw Bai Suzhen's painting scroll, transformed into Bai Suzhen's appearance, mixed beside Xu Shilin, and under the coercion of the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang, brought many disasters to herself.

After educating Hu Meiniang, Gu Qing threw a handful of green vegetables to Hu Meiniang and Caiyin, accompanied Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing to eat, and talked about his killing of the Golden Bowl Jinlun Jinlun Fawang and other matters.

"Your primordial spirit can transform into a fire dragon?"

Xiaoqing asked in surprise: "And can compare in size with Fenghuang Mountain?"

"It's just size as you wish."

Gu Qing was calm, feeling that this was not worth bragging about, and his eyes fixedly looked at Bai Suzhen, saying: "I want to walk around in Jinshan Temple."

After the primordial spirit condensed, Gu Qing tested his own strength and felt that he could almost meet Seeing Fa Hai.

This old monk had been peeping at him all the time.

It seems that he really wanted to fight him.

(End of chapter)