One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Zhang Yang knows that every time the little gangster encounters danger or dies, Jin Chanzi will appear, and when Jin Chanzi returns to the little gangster, the little gangster can also be resurrected. This is the same as Jin Chanzi’s previous ten lives. Reincarnation is different. They die when they die, and there is no way to resurrect them.

That's why he didn't worry that Zhen Yuanzi would take the opportunity to do things that would harm them. If Jin Chanzi was present, it would be safer to make a public appearance.

The little hooligan was still reluctant. He shook his head and said, "No, I don't care about your misunderstandings, and you are not allowed to use me to prove it."

Zhenyuan Daxian saw that the little gangster was unwilling, so he had to sit back in his seat and said, "Since the little gangster is unwilling, then we don't want to force it, but Brother Zhang Yang, I still have to advise you.

Don't say anything that slanders the prestige of my five villages. I remember that I had explained to you why we hide the ginseng fruit tree under the spiritual roots, but now you are speaking wildly, which is really chilling. "

Zhang Yang sneered. He knew that it was useless to say what he knew now. Others he knew didn’t know. He only said that he was farting when he said it. So he simply stopped saying it. When he has the ability in the future, he will treat these ugly things. The matter was announced to the public. So he leaned on the chair and said lazily: "It doesn't matter, what you want to say."

Daxian Zhenyuan sighed and said something very meaningful: "Don't be fooled by some evil spirits."

Zhang Yang arched his hands, cocked Erlang's legs and stopped talking. The little hooligan looked at him in this posture and joked: "Why do you look more and more like a husky."

At this time, Qingfeng and Mingyue came in with a plate with two ginseng fruits in it. They placed them on the table and said to the little gangster: "Please."

"This is the ginseng fruit?" The little hooligan looked at the two doll-like fruits on the plate, curious, he reached out his finger to touch the ginseng fruit, and asked: "How did this thing grow out? The baby is exactly the same? He won't move, will he?"

Zhenyuan Daxian said with a smile: "This is exactly the ginseng fruit. It is the sacred grass bred from the world in the chaotic period. Later it became the ginseng fruit tree. Thirty fruits. You can live three hundred and sixty years by smelling it, and forty-seven thousand years by eating one."

As soon as the little hooligan heard that it could live so long, he didn't care how it grew out. He quickly picked up one and ate it. After he had eaten half of it, he was about to reach out and eat the other one, but Zhang Yang took the lead. He asked: "What are you doing? This is what the great immortal gave me to eat. Get it back for me quickly."

"Why don't you eat to death?" Zhang Yang said unceremoniously: "This is for me, I am useful." Of course, Zhang Yang doesn't care about immortality, and he won't stay in this Westward Journey world forever. He is preparing for the bone spirit. Yes, because the next stop of Wuzhuang Temple is Baigudong, where he hopes to give her ginseng fruit.

"If you have it, I will give it to you." The little hooligan put the remaining fruit into his mouth in one bite, and then said: "Forty thousand years is already quite a long time anyway, it's enough."

Just when Zhang Yang was about to take the ginseng fruit away, Qing Feng came up, grabbed Zhang Yang's arm, and said, "Ginseng fruit can only be eaten in Wuzhuang Temple. If you want to take it out, there is no way!"

Zhenyuan Daxian also said: "Zhang Yang, don't make us feel embarrassed over and over again. After all, ginseng fruit is a holy thing and cannot be taken away casually."

Finally, Zhang Yang was completely angry this time. He didn't want to be polite with them anymore. He directly shook off Qingfeng's hand, then took Liubian Ruohuo out of his body and said, "I'll take it today! "

For a time, all the Taoist priests in Wuzhuang Temple gathered at the door and blocked it. Qingfeng and Mingyue also stood in front of Zhang Yang, ready to attack him at any time. Zhen Yuanzi's face finally turned black, and he coldly said to the little hooligan: "Do you care about your apprentice?"

The little hooligan burped and sat on the chair, picked up a cup of tea on the table, and drank the tea slowly. After a while, he said, "Zhang Yang is not my apprentice, I can't control him. Besides, you have picked all the fruit, isn't it just for people to eat? He plans to keep it for three days and three nights. Eat it again, is there anything wrong?" The little gangster was stunned for a moment. He regretted his death in his heart, so he didn't expect to have this trick.

Even with this, Zhenyuan Daxian didn't mean to regress in the slightest. He stood up, stared at Zhang Yang, ignored the little gangster, and said to Zhang Yang: "Either eat the fruit now, or let it go, don't break the rules. "

Zhang Yang couldn't bear it anymore. He took the fruit into his arms, then put the Liubianruohuo on his chest and said: "I'll say the last time, ginseng fruit, I'll take it!"

There was a murderous look in Zhenyuan Daxian’s eyes. Suddenly he raised his hand and faced Zhang Yang with his palm. He saw a strong qi emanating from his palm, and then he heard a "bang", Zhang Yang was caught by this. Gu Zhenqi went out, smashed the wall directly, and fell into the backyard.

Had it not been for the protection of the golden bell, this palm would be able to break the bones of Zhang Yang's whole body. Obviously, Daxian Zhenyuan seemed a little surprised at the publicity who stood up slowly in the yard, he just hit a dead hand with that palm.

And no one has ever survived after receiving this palm. Even if he heard that Zhang Yang has a magical protection similar to the Golden Bell, although he was prepared, he saw that Zhang Yang survived intact. Very shocked.

Zhang Yang was also surprised, because the power of this palm was really great. He thought that even if he was immortal, his internal organs would be shaken and bleeding, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

That’s right, Zhang Yang’s shock comes from the ability of the golden bell. If you follow the previous golden bell, Zhang Yang has vomited blood and died at this time, because the golden bell can block the attack, but it can’t stop the shock caused by the attack. A powerful shock could kill him.

However, according to the current situation, either Zhen Yuanzi's subordinates are merciful, or the ability of the golden bell is evolving a little bit!

Since Zhen Yuanzi started his hands first, Zhang Yang is not standing stupidly anymore, he also wants to give it a try, the power of the fiery blade!

I saw that the blade that was originally just emitting white steam was like a fire. The blade had already ignited a red fire, and the flame spread to Zhang Yang's body, forming a visible fire tornado around him, and this fire tornado was over. The greater the coming, the faster and faster the rotation speed, until finally it began to deform and became a fire dragon, with a mouth wide open, entrenched beside Zhang Yang. ..