Chapter 43: The Fall of Fulong Temple
"My clothes?"
After hearing Gu Caiyu's words, Yang Yi was stunned and suddenly realized that his whole body was soaked in dragon blood, and his clothes were corroded by dragon blood. Now he was almost naked, but the dragon blood had already scabbed on him at that time, forming a thin hard shell. After a long time, it seemed like he was wearing a piece of clothing, which made him ignore the matter of the clothes. After Gu Caiyu shouted, he understood what was going on.
He laughed a few times and said, "The fight just now was too powerful, and all the clothes were torn!"
Gu Caiyu had seen some shameful things just now. After hearing Yang Yi's words, her face was flushed and she couldn't suppress her shame. She pushed Yang Yi, turned around, and lowered her head without saying a word.
Yang Yi laughed, he didn't care much. What's the invisible thing about a real man who was naked?
It’s just that the opposite sex is in front of you, so you naturally have to pay attention to this kind of ordinary etiquette.
At this time, people are in the middle of the river, where can I replace any clothes?
He thought for a moment, reached out and waved to the river water beside the boat. A water dragon suddenly soared into the sky from the boat and rushed to him.
Jiang Shui was quite powerful. After a little impact, he had washed away all the blood in his body, but after the erosion, his body was gone and he was completely cleaned.
Yang Yi had long expected this. During one breath, a cold internal force different from the Confucian mental method had been activated by him. At this time, the river water was still rushing towards him. After it hit him, it instantly condensed into ice.
The river water kept plowing up, and the ice continued to condense. After a few breaths, a thick layer had condensed outside his body. In a short while, a "ice coat" made of ice had already taken shape.
The ice layer was extremely thick, like an ice hockey made of large ice was wrapped around Yang Yi's upper body.
The nearly half a meter thick ice layer was enough to cover up the shame and ugly. Yang Yi didn't care much about his two bare thighs. He could cover up important parts, which was a goal for him.
He waved his hand to draw water. When the water condensed into ice, Gu Caiyu had quietly turned his body and looked over with his eyes obliquely.
Seeing Yang Yi using such a method, the little girl couldn't help but open her mouth wide, revealing two rows of thin white teeth, looking surprised. In amazement, even her body slowly turned around, widening her eyes for a moment, for fear of missing every move of Yang Yi.
After Yang Yi made the "ice clothes", Gu Caiyu couldn't help but slapped happily and shouted, "Wow, third brother, what kind of kung fu is this? It's so gorgeous!"
Yang Yi smiled and said, "This is the Han character technique of the Northern Sect of the Demon Sect. It is extremely cold. You can practice it until you reach the depths of your fingers. Now you are actually called "good colorful". If everyone in the Demon Sect knows this, you will definitely not be able to finish it with you!"
Gu Caiyu said with a smile: "If they knew that you used this skill to condense ice and hide shame, they would probably not be able to spare you!"
Yang Yi laughed, "The little girl is not forgiven at that time!"
He exerted a little force under his feet, and the boat had already begun to turn around.
At this time, Gu Caiyu was forced to come to Jiangxin by sword and looked demented, standing upright on the bow of the ship, with the wooden stakes similar to that of the wooden stakes.
Yang Yi smiled and said, "Brother, be careful and don't fall into the river!"
The boatman was shocked by Yang Yi's words and replied, "Oh, yes, yes, the villain knows!" But his expression was still dazed.
Yang Yi sighed and looked at Gu Caiyu.
Gu Caiyu stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to say anything more.
At this time, Yang Yi's yellow horse staggered to Yang Yi on the boat, stuck out his tongue, and arched Yang Yi's body with his head.
Yang Yi stretched out his left hand and touched Huang Ma's wet head, feeling apologized, "Old guy, I'm sorry! I will never leave you again next time!"
When the yellow horse heard this, the horse's head was raised high, its four hooves jumped around, and its nose was blown by air, and it looked very happy.
It seemed as if I understood Yang Yi's words.
Yang Yi was even more guilty when he saw it like this, "Old guy, I'm sorry!"
He sighed and exerted force under his feet. Although the boat was unmanned, it slowly moved and headed towards the other side of the Huanglong River.
Gu Caiyu walked up and down to Yang Yi and looked at Yang Yi several times. I don’t know how he made the boat move. She was sad and curious, and circled around Yang Yi for several circles. Finally, she couldn’t help it and asked, “Three Brothers, how did you do it.”
Yang Yi glanced at Gu Caiyu, shook his head, and did not answer.
Gu Caiyu asked again: "Oh, how did it do it? Is this also a kind of kung fu?"
Yang Yi still shook his head and refused to answer.
Gu Caiyu scratched her ears and cheeks anxiously, walked to Yang Yi, grabbed Yang Yi's arm and shook it hard, "Oh, third brother, what's going on? Can you teach me?"
Yang Yi said helplessly: "It's your own achievements!"
When he opened his mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief. The boat stopped at the water and began to cross the river.
This method of internal strength to penetrate the body and control dead objects cannot be achieved by those with deep skills. If warriors can penetrate swords and make the sword energy release out, it is already an extraordinary skill. Although this skill is sophisticated, it is far different from controlling a small boat to carry people in the water. The difficulty of these two is no longer on the same level.
This is the first time today that Yang Yi tried to use internal force to control the boat to ride on the water and carry people to break the waves. He was extremely unfamiliar with how to control the power. At this time, he was interrupted by Gu Caiyu and suddenly exhaled in one breath.
The boat lost control and stopped.
Seeing this scene, Gu Caiyu didn't understand what was going on, but she knew it must be her own reason. She smiled embarrassedly: "Well, the weather is not very good today. Look at the rain is still falling, so why doesn't it stop..."
Before she finished speaking, the clouds suddenly cleared and the fog dissipated. The heavy rain stopped suddenly. The noon sunlight instantly filled the entire river surface. The scales of the river water were waving, and the golden dots on the river surface were shining.
Gu Caiyu was stunned and laughed: "This ghost weather is really changing rapidly, which makes people confused!" She shook her head and said: "The weather on Huanglong River is so changing, it is too strange. It has not changed in a slight way like Fulong Temple for thousands of years. Although people have died from generation to generation, the temple remains unchanged!"
"boom!"
As soon as Gu Caiyu finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from behind them.
Yang Yi turned around and saw that Fulong Temple, which had just been said by Gu Caiyu, had "not changed for thousands of years", was filled with dust and smoke, and the house collapsed. Even the Sutra Pavilion, which had never had any problems since the establishment of the temple, turned into a pile of ruins.
Yang Yigong gathered his eyes, and a yellow light flashed faintly in the air in his field of vision, and it sank into the water, and it was obviously the appearance of the Yellow Dragon inner elixir.
Yang Yi understood that this was Huanglong's revenge on Fulong Temple.
A thought trapped her for three thousand years, and he built a temple and a river in her name. The reason why Huanglong became crazy and bloodthirsty before was probably related to the Buddhist sect. The Huanglong destroyed Fulong Temple, which was a cause and consequence, and Yang Yi didn't have much to say.
Fortunately, Huanglong just destroyed the arrowheads, and no one should have died, but it is estimated that the monks in the temple will be injured.
With a sigh in his heart, Yang Yi turned around and looked at Gu Caiyu, and smiled and said, "Look at your crow's mouth!"
Gu Caiyu was stunned for a while again and said for a long time: "Am I really a crow's mouth?"
Until the boat landed, Gu Caiyu was a little absent-minded, "Oh, it's so miserable, I'm a crow's mouth!"
Chapter completed!