Dragon Emperor, Martial God

In the night, a black sedan drove silently out of the western suburbs of Shimizu City, gradually throwing the shining lights of Shimizu City behind him.

After exiting the western suburbs, both northwest and southwest, there are high and low hills, lush, and mountain water shows.

The whole Shimizu city is low in the west, high east, some low hills at first, the further west, the higher the terrain, the higher and more dangerous the mountain appearance in front of us.

Upon leaving town, Lingyun turned on the GPS positioning navigation system in the car, locked the destination in a small mountain village near Cactus Ridge, and then let Jester follow the directions for full speed.

Jester has been in the small bungalow in the backyard of Villa 1 for a few days. He has long been held up. Now he has the opportunity to follow Lingyun. I can't tell you how excited he is. On this night, he doesn't care about speeding. He stepped on the throttle and directly drove the speed to over 150 miles!

Jester doesn't care about speeding. Of course, Lingyun doesn't care. Cactus Ridge is directly west of Qingshui City. It's a straight distance from Qingshui City. It's 90 kilometers, but because it's going to take the mountain highway, bend the road around, at least a hundred more kilometers, Lingyumba can't get to its destination sooner.

This mountain road will pass through the Temple of Spirituality. At a short distance from the Temple of Spirituality, Lingyun will not forget to take out the Buddha's Bodhi, green lamps, Buddha's beads, all the Buddha's monasteries, and let them absorb the strong Buddhist power that continues to spill over the surrounding temple.

This time, Lingyun's companion in the car is no longer Murong Flying Snow. Lingyun is simply hanging the beads around his neck, holding the green light in his right hand, squeezing the Bodhisattva in his left hand, looking somber, and thinking silently.

Ling Yun thought, naturally, about "the man who is destined to be robbed”.

“Slow down ahead! ”

Ling Yun suddenly opened his mouth to Jester Road as he passed through the mountain where the Temple of Inspiration was located.

“Yes, boss! ”

The night before yesterday, it had just been raining heavily, the mountain highway was very slippery, some sections of the road had accumulated water, and there were some broken rocks that had been washed into the road by the mountain flood. Even if Jester could see things at night, he wouldn't dare to overpower it, turn the headlights on, and the speed of the car was reduced to about 100 miles.

“Boss, what do you have in your hand, how can it still glow? It feels so bad! ”

Jester slowed down and his attention was less focused. He noticed the Bodhisattva in Lingyun's hand, the grey old bead, at a time when the glow of blue was shining.

When Lingyun first took out these three Buddhist instruments, Jester felt uncomfortable. He instinctively wanted to hide from these things as far away as possible.

The Buddha's Holy Instrument, Ben is the magical treasure that restrains demons, not to mention the three types of Buddha's Instruments, all beneath the heavenly pit, the righteous monk of the Vajra rhizoid, used objects.

This is Jester, who was first embraced by Lingyun with a drop of blood. His physique was already fundamentally different from that of the original vampire. Otherwise, when these three treasures are taken out, he will not talk about driving, and he will be repressed on the spot.

Lingyun did not answer him. He just raised his head and looked up at the mountain outside the car window. His eyes were sharp as electricity. He searched slowly for the Temple of Inspiration on the mountain. He asked faintly: "This is all used by a noble monk. Why, do you feel uncomfortable? ”

Jester is a vampire and naturally belongs to the demonic category. Bodhisattva is able to restrain him, which is what Lingyun expected.

“Yes, boss, when you first took out these three things, I felt something wrong. It was like... it was like the blood on my body was getting clotted and I was going to stop flowing...”

“And now it looks even better! ”

At this time, the car had reached the foothills of the Temple of Consciousness not far from the foot of the mountain, and the strength of the Buddha had reached the extreme point, and Jester was naturally even more unbearable.

Lingyun didn't put anything away: “Get used to it. Your health is not the same as before, but I don't know exactly what's going on. But now that you're used to it, it's very good for your future! ”

Blood vampires and first-time embracers are new things and new subjects for Lingyun. He is very interested in these. He will think about research in a moment. After all, Cao family still has ten people, waiting for him to save them.

And Lingyun had these Buddhist monuments on his hands. In the future, he had to deal with the Buddhist people. Jester, as one of his servants, naturally adapted early. Good morning.

According to Biyuanjia, Shaolin's high priest was among the enemies who came this time.

“Yes, boss! ”

Jester could only bear the strong feeling of being suppressed and restrained, focusing on driving, but unconsciously, quietly speeding up the car, he wanted to get away from this shithole as soon as possible.

Ling Yun smiled in his heart, but ignored it, pretending to know nothing.

It is true that there are many temples around this part of the road, such as Faguang Temple, Bodhisattva Temple... but further west, after the westernmost westernmost temple, the nearby Buddha clearly weakened, and the Bodhisattva no longer glows in blue, leaving only a layer of blue halo on the surface.

Until I could no longer feel any more Buddha, Lingyun put away all three Buddha's holy instruments.

In an instant, Jester felt light-hearted, his little blood was no longer suppressed, and he was getting unobstructed. He was so unhappy, he threw a foot in the throttle and allowed the car to drive at full speed again.

“Boss, those just now, they all seem to be used by your Eastern monks...”

“Not bad...”

“I have heard from the long-lived bloodlines that Eastern monks, nuns, and Taoists are evil. They have a lot of spells to suppress our bloodline...”

Jester said casually.

When Ling Yunton moved his mind, he turned around and asked: "Oh? Long lived blood? How old are you? What spell is that? ”

Although this information was unconsciously spontaneous by Jester, it was particularly important to Ling Yun, who could not fail to take it seriously.

Jester drove a car, came a drift, turned a sharp bend, which only made the message say: "At least two hundred years old, boss, you know, our blood age, is a very private secret... Anyway, he said that you Warsaw monks and monks, they are very powerful, let us hide as far away as possible after seeing each other, don't provoke easily...”

“He warned us even more, if not necessary, try not to come to your Huaxia...”

Jester doesn't speak well, but Lingyun frowned slightly when he heard it. He was in his 200s. Two hundred years ago, Huaxia coincided with the end of Daqing. At that time, thermal weapons were far less powerful than they are now.

But even then, the blood tribe was so afraid of Eastern monks and monks magic... magic?!

A name suddenly appeared in Lingyun's heart, "The Fixer! ”

There is no doubt that the only person who can make such a powerful, so proud bloodline talk about it is the cultivator.

Ling Yun began to get secretly excited, but he knew that Jester certainly didn't know much about it. He didn't ask anymore, but slowly thought about it in his heart and analyzed it.

“Boss, we seem to be being followed...”

Jester suddenly said, listening to that breath, seemed excited.

Ling Yun laughed: “No, like, we were being followed. I didn't expect them to come so fast! ”

Now their cars are already in the middle of the mountains, the road ahead is getting narrower and narrower, the surrounding hills are dark and standing, the surrounding silence is silent, only the sound of car engines.

The other side had four cars, not very tightly followed, but they hung their cars from afar, like cat mice, like bamboo on their chests.

“There's a tunnel not far ahead, shall we kill them there?! ”

Lingyun shook his head with a smile: “What's your hurry? Rest assured, when we get to Cactus Hill, some fight, we'll skip them first! ”

It is now after ten o'clock in the middle of the night, it is less than half an hour's drive from Cactus Ridge. Counting the time, the magic show performed by Lingyun has been broadcast twice on the five channels of television. If the enemy reacts fast enough, it is reasonable to catch up at this time.

Lingyun didn't know which road he was following. He didn't care, but he didn't want to do it halfway.

Facing a mountain, there was no way around, and a tunnel was drilled. The tunnel was four kilometers long, and through the tunnel, it entered the realm of Cactus Ridge.

Immortal Ridge, located at the junction of Jiangnan Province and Wanhui Province, west of Qingshui City, at a direct distance of 100 km, belongs to the Huangshan Mountains and is a branch of the Huangshan Mountains.

Cactus Ridge is situated in a mountain huddle with very few people, although it is also a scenic spot that can be developed for tourism, but 5%.

The average altitude of Cactus Ridge is above kilometers, and the clouds are foggy all year round above the waist of the mountain, and the mountains are tremendous and spectacular.

According to the locals, in one direction, the hill looked like a standing giant. Faced with the southwest, there was a blade cutting mountain in the southwest direction, 1,400 meters high, the third peak in Gangnam Province, and the mountain peak was like a spear directly stabbing the sky dome, which is the sky spear peak.

Between Cactus Ridge and Tian Biao Peak, there is a naturally formed dangerous stone beam, looking far into the past, like a giant, stretching out his arm, holding a spear in his hand, standing flat, hence being named Cactus Ridge.

Fifteen minutes later, Lingyun arrived at the village of Xiaoshan. He found a house with a light on and gave him 2,000 yuan, saying it was a parking fee.

In the summer, in order to cool off in the mountains of greed, a lot of travel to Cactus Ridge, but a parking car would give 2,000 yuan. The people in the mountains had not even seen it. They issued a fortune, so they didn't ask much. Letting Lingyun park the car in.

When the car stopped, Lingyun quit the door. When he came out, he saw the tails of the four cars.

Ling Yun smiled, swept the four cars and ignored them. Instead, he said to Jester: "Jester, let's go, go to the mountains! ”

“Boss, we're surrounded by mountains. Which one are we going to? ”

Ling Yun smiled, pointing to the black mountain peak like a spear in the distance ahead, Lang said: "Tian Spear Peak! ”