Fengshen Wendaoxing

Lu Chuan is betting that this dragon horse is not a tough one.

Of course, the dragon horse was also betting that Lu Chuan would not dare to kill it.

This is also a psychological game between one person and one horse, but this bet is destined to be unfair, because it is betting on one's own life.

So, in the end it let go.

But what it doesn't know is that if it really would rather die than submit just now, it will be Lu Chuan's turn to have a headache, because Mr. Lu really dare not kill it.

"Then can you let me go now?" Ryoma struggled and shouted.

The dragon rope tied it like a rice dumpling, which made it really uncomfortable.

Lu Chuan didn't speak this time, but just stared at it and pondered. Although this guy has been subdued, if he lets go and runs away, he and Longji seem to have nothing to do with each other.

It has seen the speed of this dragon horse before, it runs like thunder, chasing the wind and electricity, it is too fast, so there must be a means of restraint.

After pondering for a while, Lu Chuan turned his palm and the light flashed, and a small golden pillar with three small golden rings appeared, and at the bottom was a golden lotus that made people stand.

Legend has it that after Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun was released, this treasure became the Seven Treasure Golden Lotus in the West.

"Dragon escape pile?!"

Long Ji's eyes flashed with surprise, and he stepped forward and said, "This is the treasure of teaching, why is it in your hands, there is a small coin on it..."

"He exchanged this treasure for my heart nail." Lu Chuan laughed.

The owner of the magic weapon controls their own treasures. In addition to the spells, the treasures are also imprinted with their primordial spirit marks, so that they can control them with their minds.

Others can use spells to move it when borrowing it, but they only have one right to use it, such as the heart-piercing lock he is wearing now, and the Dragon-Escape Stake is passed to Jinzha, but it is actually owned by Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun.

Only this falling treasure money has the power to invalidate the mark of the primordial spirit.

Once the money sticks to other treasures, the treasure owner will lose control of his own treasures.

"what you up to?"

Seeing Lu Chuan staring at Dunlong Zhuang with increasingly unkind eyes, Long Ji asked.

Lu Chuan said quietly: "Let it officially change hands and belong to me."

"This dragon-escaping pile is a treasure of enlightenment, you can take it, but if it is sacrificed, then Tianzun..." Long Ji reminded.

Lu Chuan nodded: "I know, but I will use it this time."

Naturally, he didn't have the formula for chasing the dragon pile.

If you want to use a treasure, you have to let it change hands, and there are only two ways for a magic weapon to change hands.

The first is that the original owner dies, and the primordial imprint in the baby will become weaker and weaker until it disappears.

The second is refining and erasing the imprint of the master of the magic weapon Central Plains.

Only refining the seal of the primordial spirit also has risks, that is, if the master's strength is strong, he will be backlashed.

No matter what you said before, this is also the magic weapon of Yuan Shi's apprentice. Lu Chuan has scruples in his heart, so he dare not really take away the owner.

It's just that this time he didn't care about those when he needed them.

Just do what you say, and then Lu Chuan didn't talk too much, just sat down cross-legged and made a formula with both hands, spouting a scorching real fire of samadhi from his mouth, which turned into a fireball with a bang, and wrapped the Dunlong stake in the middle for sacrifice.

In Yuxu Palace, Manjusri and Puxian are leaning on the back mountain. The expressions of the three are gloomy, pale, and very haggard, as if they have been drained of all their strength.

In the current situation, the three of them don't know what to say, and they can't even say something to blame each other.

Do you blame Pu Xian for wanting the magic method from the West?

I still blame myself for being greedy, for not being able to resist the temptation to practice...

The three looked at the sky in a daze, not even thinking about talking to the other two.

"Pfft!" Suddenly, Guangfa Tianzun, who was leaning on the mountain wall, suddenly sensed something, and his expression changed suddenly.

But before he could say anything in the future, his face turned pale the next moment, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of bright blood.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" The other two were taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to help and check.

"Little bastard, you took my magic weapon, I swear to kill you..." Manjusri roared angrily, smashing a cliff with his palm.

When Pu Xian and Ci Hang heard this, they looked at each other in surprise and sighed.

Phoenix Mountains!

"It's done?!" Lu Chuan raised his hand, and the flames dissipated, and the treasures and money flew into his hands, and the dragon-breaking stake floated in mid-air.

Guangfa Tianzun's Yuanshen imprint has been replaced by his, which also means that this treasure has officially changed hands.

"Open!" Lu Chuan raised his hand a little while looking at the dragon-hunting post in front of him. Immediately, three golden rings flew out from the dragon-hunting post, and the golden lotus at the bottom of the small golden pillar fell off and flew up.

In the blink of an eye, the well-built Dragon Chasing Stake was in front of his eyes, broken down into three gold rings, a dragon-patterned gold pillar, and a seventh-rank golden lotus platform.

"This is Manjusri's seventh-grade golden lotus in the future?"

Lu Chuan looked at the golden lotus platform thoughtfully.

This golden lotus platform exudes fluctuations and is very soft. It looks like a magic weapon for defense, and it looks good. He just needs life-saving equipment.

The golden pillar is very thick, it seems that it can be used as a weapon to smash people, but he is not easy to use, Yuan Hong is a stick...

Soon Lu Chuan looked at Longma with a smile.

Ryoma suddenly became nervous: "What do you want to do, agreeing to take you to fly is already the biggest concession I have made, don't bully Ma too much, soldiers can be killed and cannot be humiliated, but it is not impossible to discuss, everyone has something to say Well said..."

Seeing Lu Chuan laughing maliciously, he changed his tune.

Lu Chuan smiled and raised his hand towards the three golden rings. Immediately, the three golden rings flew out, and two of them were put on its two front legs.

The other was placed on top of the little turtle's head, turning into a golden circle.

"What are you putting on my leg?" Ryoma asked angrily.

Lu Chuan explained patiently: "Golden rings, I told you that after you follow my lord, you will be popular and drink spicy food. I will be a master, so I will give you two golden rings, won't it be more impressive?"

"Mansion Master, you accidentally set me up."

Xiao Gui touched the circle on the top of his head, wanted to tear it off but couldn't get it off, then smiled cautiously.

Lu Chuan said coldly: "Hmph, why is the government tricking you?"

The little turtle smiled.

Long Ma said angrily: "You put it...you are nonsense, do you think everyone is blind, this is clearly some secret treasure of yours that wants to control us, you bastard..."

Lu Chuan looked at Longji, and Longji raised his hand to take back the binding rope and said with a smile, "It's pretty nice."

"You two are in the same group..." Long Ma howled dryly.

"Listen to me, you two. Shen Nong handed you over to this sage, and asked me to teach you two well."

Lu Chuan looked cold: "From now on, if you two hang out with me, if you cooperate, we will still be good friends and be uncles everywhere, but if you want to slip away, don't blame me for being rude."

After a long time, the dragon horse stopped on the edge of the cliff with its head bowed and ears drooping. A dejected tortoise sat on the horse's head, looking at a man and a woman in the gazebo.

"It's so boring!"

The dragon horse looked angrily at the two men, their nostrils puffing white air, and their front hooves stomped on the ground.

Xiao Gui curled his lips and said inwardly, "What do you know, a single horse?"

Soon, Lu Chuan bid farewell to Longji and galloped away on his horse.