Chapter 148: Haoran Jing, Point Fairy Pen

"Silver-winged ghost python? With such a strange name, you can know that it must not be a good thing just by hearing the name. Liu Meier tilted her head and thought about it, and then hummed.

When Shen Linfeng heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry. How could he judge good or bad like this? But then again, today's monsters and human race are in opposition, and the demon race is indeed not a good thing in the eyes of the human race.

However, Shen Linfeng also understands that Liu Meier's words are obviously not like this. Liu Meier is in Fengyue Tower. She has never contacted practitioners before, let alone what monsters are. Naturally, she can't talk about any fear or hatred for the demon clan.

The reason why Liu Meier said so is that the five silver-winged ghost pythons were released by the old flower monster, and the old flower monster was obviously not a good person in Liu Meier's eyes, and even the five silver-winged ghost pythons became not good in Liu Meier's eyes.

"Meier, there are all kinds of monsters in the world. There are many things you have never seen before. This silver-winged python is just the most common one, and there are many more scary monsters than it." Shen Linfeng smiled and said casually.

"Son, how many monsters have you seen?" Liu Meier blinked her big eyes and asked expectantly.

"I don't know how to answer this question." Shen Linfeng was slightly stunned, but he didn't know how to answer.

If the monsters he really saw with his own eyes add up to no more than 50 kinds, but if he knows countless monsters, at least there are nearly 10,000 kinds of monster information seen in the classics and those monsters left in his mind.

"How can such a simple question not be answered? The prince won't be the same as Meier, and he hasn't seen any monsters, right?" Liu Meier curled her lips and said. Looking at her appearance, she seemed to be a little unhappy again and felt that Shen Linfeng was deliberately prevariating herself again.

With the increasing familiarity between Liu Meier and Shen Linfeng, this woman is no longer afraid of Shen Linfeng as before, and she has completely become completely fearless.

"Well, there are at least 30 kinds of monsters that have been killed, and there are thousands of monsters that can be easily recognized after seeing them." Shen Linfeng had no choice but to say to him casually.

"Ah! Prince, why did you kill them? How pitiful they are. When Liu Meier heard this, she began to be kind again, as if she had forgotten what she had said to the five silver-winged ghost pythons.

"The human race and the demon clan are opposite. If I don't kill them, they will kill me. So do you want them to die or do you want me to die? Shen Linfeng shook his head and said.

For Liu Meier, Shen Linfeng was really speechless. This woman's mind is empty. For a while, even Shen Linfeng can't keep up with her pace of thinking.

"I..." Liu Meier lowered her head and thought about it seriously, and finally hesitated and said, "If I'm there, if they want to kill the prince, I will stop them and drive them away. If the prince wants to kill them, I will stop him and drive him away.

Liu Meier's expression was extremely serious when she said this, and she didn't seem to be joking at all, which surprised Shen Linfeng.

"What if they want to kill you?" Shen Linfeng rolled his eyes and said, thinking that the little girl thought she was daydreaming? If the human race and the demon clan could get along so easily, they would especially hate each other for so many years.

"Kill me? I didn't mess with them. Why did they kill me? Even if they want to kill me, I'm not afraid. The prince will protect me. Liu Meier said.

Shen Linfeng stopped talking, was silent again, and focused all his attention on the old monster and the middle-aged Jinpao not far away.

"Go!" The old monster ordered to the silver-winged ghost python. At the same time, he pinched the formula in his hand and shot five spiritual lights from his hand and sank behind the silver-winged ghost python.

"Wow..." The silver-winged ghost python became extremely excited when he received the order, and seemed to smell the middle-aged man in the brocade robe opposite.

The middle-aged man in brocade slowly sat down, and there was an extra jade book shining with white light under him. This jade book is about two feet in size, and it is engraved with countless golden words the size of ants.

These ant-sized gold seemed to be endless, gushing out of the white jade book and rotating around the middle-aged side of the brocade.

When the five silver-winged ghost python made the sharp and harsh roar, these unknown golden words suddenly condensed in front of the middle-aged man in the brocade and turned into a big golden rune.

Once those roars approached, the big runes condensed into countless golden words suddenly lit up a dazzling golden light.

I don't know what magical power these golden lights have. The roar of the silver-winged ghost python hit the golden light and made a muffled sound.

Originally, neither the golden light nor the roar of the silver-winged ghost python is a substanceless thing, but it is really an extremely difficult and strange thing to touch together as if it were substance.

With the appearance of this strange jade book, the expression on the middle-aged face of the brocade robe gradually calmed down. He was shrouded in a white light and looked extremely holy.

"Well, Hua Laoxun, Min would like to see how you can break through this defense." Jinyi opened his eyes in middle age and said angrily, and his words were full of provocation.

If he hadn't woken up in time, I'm afraid that the five silver-winged pythons driven by the old monster would have been swallowed into his stomach. Originally, I thought it was just a simple competition, but I didn't expect that the old monster would be a killer, so how could I not make the middle-aged man angry?

The old monster has a backhand like a silver-winged ghost python, and the middle-aged man in brocade naturally also has this Haoran Sutra as the backhand, so in anger, he no longer hides any more and sacrifices this volume of Haoran Sutra.

"Hao Ran Jing? Do you deserve to have such Confucian treasures just because of your cultivation? Min Daoyou, do you think Hua is confused? When Hua Laogen heard the words, instead of being afraid at all, he suddenly laughed and looked at the middle-aged man in Jinyi with sarcasm.

Hua Lao's move is not arrogant. This Haoran Sutra is the most precious treasure of Confucianism. At present, it is dedicated to the Haoran Pavilion within the Haoran Sect, one of the three major sects of the Great Jin Dynasty. Even if the Taishang elders of Haoran Sect want to use it easily, it is impossible to obtain the unanimous consent of other elders.

Haoran Sect will only use this treasure when it encounters major events in the world of cultivation. The last time another elder of Haoran Sect used this Haoran Sutra was still in the chaos of the Northern Ming Demon Palace, and it has been roughly counted for more than a thousand years.

The Haoran Sutra is a natural psychic treasure. There was also a fairy pen that was born together in those years, but this fairy pen was lost for some reason, leaving only this volume of Haoran Sutra.

Jinyi's middle-aged man is just a monk in the early days of the Danling Realm of a small sect, but he said that what he was driven by was Haoranjing, and it was no wonder that he would make Hua Laowei laugh at him.

"What if this one in Min's hand is just an imitation of Haoranjing? Are flower Taoist friends sure that they can win this thing? Haoranjing is a rare psychic treasure. Even if Min is driven by an imitation, it can give full play to the power of the real Haoranjing, and it is more than enough to deal with flower friends. Jinyi said with a cold smile.

After saying that, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed out a mouthful of blood at the big golden rune condensed in front of him.

The blood fell into the golden rune in an instant, and then the golden light suddenly rose.

Stimulated by the sudden dazzling golden light, Hua Laoxun's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still looked at the opposite side, wondering what the middle-aged man in Jinyi wanted to play.

Suddenly, the dazzling golden light suddenly condensed in the middle, and then a loud and abnormal roar suddenly sounded.

A five-clawed golden dragon about three feet long suddenly appeared and looked at the five silver-winged pythons opposite.

"Is it a real dragon?" Seeing the five-clawed golden dragon, Shen Linfeng was shocked and blurted out.

The appearance of this sudden five-clawed golden dragon is exactly the same as that recorded in the classics: rabbit's eyes, antlers, cow's beak, camel's head, mirage belly, tiger's paw, eagle's claws, fish scales, and snake's body.

The five-clawed golden dragon is covered with golden scales. No matter how you look at it, it feels majestic and frightening.

But soon, Shen Linfeng saw the original face of the lifelike five-clawed golden dragon, which turned out to be just condensed by countless dense golden words, not the real five-clawed golden dragon recorded in the classics.

Thinking about it, Shen Linfeng couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous about his previous fuss.

The real dragon is a powerful true spirit that can only have in the legendary Mitian world. In the cultivation world of the lower interface he is in, at most, you can only see some dragons that look like real dragons. Compared with the real dragon, it is more than 108,000 miles away.

According to the classics, the real dragon's body is extremely large. Even if the real dragon has just hatched, it can be 40 to 50 feet in size, and the adult real dragon's body is thousands of miles, which is a veritable giant. Only those who are also the other true spirits that can be compared with it. In addition, those ancient demons that were once flourishing can also have such a huge body, and even some ancient demons are more horrible than real spirits.

"Mir, what is the real dragon?" Liu Meier asked again, crooked like a curious baby.

"The real dragon is a very powerful... animal" Shen Linfeng thought about it, but didn't know how to explain it to Liu Meier. Maybe even he himself didn't know what the real dragon was, and he only learned a little through the classics in Taixu Gate.

"Oh, I know, the real dragon is also a powerful monster, right?" Liu Meier suddenly said when she heard the words, and she seemed to feel a little proud after saying it.

As soon as Liu Meier's words fell, the sky suddenly drew a golden thunderlight, as if to tear the sky. Then there was a loud bang, and the whole ground trembled a little.

"This..." Shen Linfeng was stunned again and speechless.

Although the golden lightning in the sky disappeared very quickly, it was still clearly seen by Shen Linfeng. The appearance of the golden lightning turned out to be a giant five-clawed golden dragon of tens of millions of miles.

"Faun, did I say something wrong?" Liu Meier turned pale with fear and asked Shen Linfeng squeakly.

She is not stupid. Although she did not see the five-clad golden dragon-like lightning in the sky before, a bolt from the blue occurred as soon as her voice fell. As long as she was not a fool, she could understand that this matter must have something to do with her.

"Shh, don't say any more." Shen Linfeng shook his head at her, and his expression on his face was also extremely serious. I have heard that those powerful true spirits can hear any disrespectful words on each interface. It seems that it is really not fake. I'm afraid that the previous lightning was created by the divine thoughts of a real dragon.

Thinking of this, Shen Linfeng recalled what happened in the Qingyan Mountains.

At the beginning, when the golden beaver escaped from the lock demon array and ascended to the sky, it also caused a broken god to fall from the sky, destroying most of the purple wood deep forest. Now it seems that it is also for some kind of powerful true spirit.