The old man summoned a stream of dragon energy from the dragon veins under the ancestral grave to condense a dragon shadow, which instantly dispersed the four holy beasts of Taixuan transformed by the spell.
The dragon with dragon veins is a real dragon. The green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and basalt that Xiang Que engraved with a spell are just in shape without a trace of holy beast. How can they resist the dragon that the old man summoned from the dragon vein? gas.
What Wang Xuanzhen said is correct, in Yang Family Village, in the Xing'an Mountains, in the Yang family's ancestral graveyard, the opponent is playing at home, and you just change to a player of the same level to fight against him, and the old man directly has a three-point advantage. It belongs to the one with a cheater.
With the dragon vein in hand, it is invincible.
Regarding dragon veins, according to statistics in Chinese history, there should be at least twenty-four dynasties. If it is calculated that each dynasty has one dragon vein, then China has at least twenty-four dragon veins.
The dragon veins of the Yellow Emperor and Shangtang are in the Yellow River Basin in the Central Plains, the dragon veins of the Zhou Dynasty are located in Qishan Mountains, the dragon veins of the Qin Dynasty are in the Qinling Mountains of Xianyang, the dragon veins of the Tang Dynasty are in Chang'an, the dragon veins of the Yuan Dynasty are in the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, and the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty are in the northeast, which is Xing'an Ridge Mountains.
As for the location of the dragon veins in the capital of China today, it is said that few people know, only the heads of the central government know, and no one else knows where the dragon veins are. The dragon veins constructed by hand.
It is said that the ancestral origin of China's dragon veins is in Kunlun Mountains, and then began to extend outward from Kunlun Mountains.
?The Tianshan Mountains extend to the northwest, the Yinshan Mountains until the Daxingan Mountains, Changbai Mountains, and the Tanggula Mountains to the southwest, and the Himalayas extend in all directions.
When the dynasties were destroyed in the past, the dragon veins were basically broken by others. When the dynasties rose, it was also because the dragon veins were guarded. Basically, a small half of the country's fortune in the rise and fall of a country was placed on the dragon veins, so the dragon veins It is so strong that it cannot be defeated at all.
The dragon energy emanated by this old man is just a small branch of the Xing'an Mountains' dragon veins, and its power is already frightening.
The dragon aura did not dissipate immediately after the blow, but became a dragon shape hovering over the old man's head. It looked extremely solemn and solemn, but the old man looked a bit unbearable. I can't help but make people want to worship.
"If this goes on like this, we can't let this old guy eat him to death, old Xiang" Wang Xuanzhen gritted his teeth and said, "Buy me two minutes, don't let him harass me, okay?"
"Why?" Xiang Que said without turning his head.
"I'll fight and fuck him." Wang Xuanzhen took a few steps back, keeping a distance from the old man.
Xiang Que took a deep breath and looked at the old man.
"Hand over what I want, and I'll beat you back to your original shape and let you live," the old man said flatly.
"Back to the original form?" Xiang Que smiled and said, "You want to abolish our cultivation?"
"It's not bad if you didn't take your lives." The old man waved his hand slightly, and the dragon head hovering above his head suddenly moved forward, and slowly approached Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun.
At this time, Xiang Que suddenly felt a palpitating aura emanating from Wang Xuanzhen's body behind him.
"Pay, or not?"
"I'll give you a basket for your father." Xiang Que clasped his hands in front of his chest, and put his index fingers together: "The vast mountain is full of diamonds, and the infinite light hole of the Lingbao shines on the Yanchi, and the souls of the nine ghosts follow ¡¤¡¤¡±
Xiang Que withdrew his index finger, and stretched out his middle finger: "The demon king puts his head on his head to guard my house, the filth dissipates, and Dao Qi always exists"
"The Supreme Being is ordered to hunt down evil spirits, and the Dharma Protector King guards and chant scriptures" Xiang Que lowered his hands, with his little finger pointing down, his ring finger and thumb bent: "Xiang Que, a Taoist disciple, is like a divine help"
The old man squinted his eyes, pressed down with his outstretched right hand, and the faucet in front of him slowly descended from the sky.
"Pfft!" Xiang Qumeng protruded a mouthful of blood.
"Kill" Xiang Que punched out, and on top of his fist was a huge human head, which looked like a god's mansion.
Daomen, call the Vajra God Mantra!
The human head was not afraid of the lowered dragon's head, and slammed into Xiang Que's fist with a ferocious face.
"Boom" There was a muffled sound in the woods, like a thunderbolt from the blue.
Qi'an, who was walking in the forest, blinked his eyes in confusion and said: "Such a big movement, what level is this? Especially just now I also felt the energy of the dragon's veins. What is the uncle asking me to find?" Who is it?"
The old man Yang who came out of the Yang family mansion frowned in astonishment, and Yang Fei'er said in surprise: "Second grandfather, who are you fighting with?", can actually force him to take the ancestral grave"
"Shut up," the old man turned around and scolded.
Yang Fei'er pursed her lips, not daring to say anything more.
Su Ho and Zhao Lijun looked at each other, and asked softly: "The second grandpa of your family seems to have a very strong cultivation base."
Yang Fei'er shook her head, and then said: "My second grandpa's name is Yang Zhenghe, if you haven't heard of it, forget it, and don't ask any more."
Zhao Lijun shook his head blankly, Li Qiuzi also remained silent, only Su Ho's head started to reminisce about the Fengshui masters he had noticed in his mind like turning a page.
Yang Fei'er smiled quite speechlessly, and Su Ho suddenly said: "Yang Zhenghe, the one who was hired as a geographer in the Republic of China eighty years ago?"
Old Mr. Yang, who was walking in front, turned around and said, "Not many people have heard of the name Yang Zhenghe, how do you know?"
"When Yuan Shikai proclaimed himself the President, he invited Mr. Yang Zhenghe. It is said that Mr. Yang was not willing to be Yuan Shikai's teacher at that time, because he had seen that Yuan Datou, who would not be crowned emperor for a long time, would step down, so Yuan Shikai invited him several times. He didn't agree, but he didn't know why Mr. Yang came out of the mountain in the end," Su Ho recalled.
"Few people know these secrets. How do you know? I believe not many people have heard of the name Yang Zhenghe. My second uncle has always been a relatively low-key person. He has not left the mountain since he was sixty years old. On the mountain, even the family members seldom see his face."
Su Ho glanced at Zhao Lijun and said, "You don't remember either?"
"How could I remember, I have never heard of Mr. Yang's name," Zhao Lijun said in puzzlement.
"Hey" Su Ho looked ahead and said softly: "In the past few years, you have forgotten that you are the most talented disciple of Maoshan who is familiar with Daozang."
"I have never lost Mao Shan's face in these years," Zhao Lijun said with a frown.
"Kang" At this moment, a dragon's chant came out suddenly, and all the people in the forest suddenly felt a vicissitudes of life spreading around them.
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