Strongest Guard

C1897 Drown South of Li



C1897 Drown South of Li

The moment Lee Nanfang fell into the water, he was still thinking.    

    

The Great Elder and the mysterious Woodsman were definitely plotting something, but they were afraid that I would hear it, so they kicked me into the water.    

    

After I pass out, I find a place to throw it.    

    

The two of them could say anything they wanted.    

    

But what a pity.    

    

They have no idea how good I am at water.    

    

Then let's do it, take a few sips of water, pretend to faint, and listen to what they're saying.    

    

It was really hard for Lee Nanfang to think of so much at that moment.    

    

Therefore, after he entered the water, he did not even think about diving with his breath held. He just opened his mouth and gulped down two mouthfuls.    

    

Needless to say, this hot spring water is really refreshing, and after it enters your mouth, it becomes incomparably sweet.    

    

This was probably the taste of the nectar as well.    

    

Although the water tasted good, whenever he thought of someone soaking in hot spring while drinking soup, he would want to shut his mouth and pretend to faint.    

    

Unexpectedly, his mouth was shut.    

    

But he could not stop the water from continuing to seep into his nose.    

    

For the first time in Lee Nanfang's life, he knew what it was like to choke on water.    

    

That was the pressure of the water on his windpipe, forcing him to cough up the water.    

    

But all he could cough out was air.    

    

With the steam coming out of the hot spring and the endless water pouring down, Lee Nanfang could not breathe normally at all.    

    

It's over.    

    

He had been fishing all year round, and now he had actually failed in this sewer.    

    

If this continued, he would only be drowned.    

    

An unprecedented panic occupied Lee Nanfang's heart. He desperately opened his arms and tried to swim out of the water.    

    

However, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.    

    

Ever since he was born, the Black Dragon that saved his master every time he met with a life-threatening crisis finally had a reaction.    

    

However, the Black Dragon's reaction this time was even more out of Lee Nanfang's expectations.    

    

The dragon inside his body roared, giving off the air of a king. It let out a long roar that was like a rainbow, and then curled its entire body into a ball, burying its head deep into the ground.    

    

The Black Dragon was terrified.    

    

Facing the hot spring water that entered Lee Nanfang's body, it only let out a roar to express its dissatisfaction.    

    

Then, he hid himself immediately, regardless of whether Lee Nanfang was dead or alive.    

    

Perhaps, the Black Dragon's performance proved that Lee Nanfang would not die.    

    

However, in a choking state, Lee Nanfang, who couldn't breathe, had difficulty thinking normally.    

    

He struggled in the water with a strong desire to survive.    

    

However, from the looks of it now, any struggle was useless.    

    

Not long after Lee Nanfang fell into the hot spring, the gushing stopped.    

    

Very quickly, a small whirlpool took shape in the middle of the pond.    

    

The water in the pool was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

At the same time, in the dense forest to the east of the Xiliang Mountain, wind blew from all directions, stirring up the endless field's spirit energy, wanting to gather at the acupuncture points.    

    

The wooden house closest to the pond was blown away by the wind and was torn apart in the air. It then magically reassembled into the shape of a coffin.    

    

The wooden box containing Lin Kangbai's broken leg that was originally floating beside the pond flew up and landed in the coffin.    

    

The lid was closed.    

    

The water in the pond also disappeared.    

    

A black hole appeared at the bottom of the pond, and Lee Nanfang had long disappeared.    

    

An invisible tornado urged the endless spiritual energy and drilled into the underground cave, as if it was chasing after Lee Nanfang.    

    

In about a minute or two, all the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth that had accumulated for more than a thousand years dissipated.    

    

With a boom, the coffin fell onto the ground, pressing down on the hole.    

    

Soon after, the surrounding flowers were blown away by the wind and landed on the coffin.    

    

The soil on the ground automatically closed, and countless fallen leaves drifted over to cover the ground.    

    

The wind stopped.    

    

From the beginning of all the strange phenomena until now, everything had been settled. Time was extremely short.    

    

The world once again returned to the tranquility of the night. Only the Great Elder and the mysterious Woodsman were left standing on the spot.    

    

"The thousand years of debt due to the Yuan Family have finally been paid off."    

    

The mysterious Woodsman fell to the ground and broke the silence in the night sky, saying expressionlessly, "The Yuan Family Ancestor has a legacy.    

    

One, if you meet the person who brought the Third Phase Law , you must agree to any request from the other party, so that broken leg can be buried here.    

    

Two, a thousand years ago, the ancestor used this Hidden Dragon in the sky to return to the Sui Dynasty Yang family's foundation. A thousand years later, Yang Guang will be born with a black dragon, and then this Feng Shui treasure home to the Yang family.    

    

Both of these things had been completed.    

    

The retribution for my Yang Family is over, I have already paid back all my debts.    

    

From then on, the heavens and the earth are vast, and I can roam however I wish. "    

    

The mysterious Woodsman seemed to have completed a very important ritual.    

    

After saying this, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the heaven and earth.    

    

After standing up again, he faced the Great Elder and bowed deeply. "I wish you the same results as me. "Farewell."    

    

With that said, this person strode towards the Xiliang Village's direction with large strides, and quickly disappeared under the night sky.    

    

From start to finish, the Great Elder did not utter a single word.    

    

It was as if the two of them had known of each other's existence for a long time, and also knew what the meaning of each other's existence was.    

    

Yuen Tiangaang had given the hidden dragon's precious Feng Shui land in the sky to Li Tang. This was the true destruction of the Great Sui Dynasty.    

    

People in the Profound Sect believed in the cycle of the heavens.    

    

Yuen Tiangaang cheated Wang Shichong once, and still thought of taking in the Wang Family descendents to protect the longevity of their generations.    

    

Since the trap of his Yang Family was so terrible, of course he would think of paying back the cause and effect.    

    

Thus, he left his descendants and a trap like this behind a thousand years ago.    

    

They were waiting for the arrival of Lee Nanfang with Black Dragon Yang Guang a thousand years later, bringing out all the destiny of the Hidden Dragon in the sky.    

    

Now that the mission was complete, there was no need for the Woodsman to stay.    

    

Wherever you want to go.    

    

However, before he left, what did he mean by wishing the Grand Elder to repay her karma as soon as possible?    

    

The Head Elder stared at the desolate forest and smiled. He extended his hand and took out a white cloth bag.    

    

If Lee Nanfang was still here.    

    

When he saw that white cloth bag, he would shout, "Old man, exchange my family heirloom!"    

    

Unfortunately, he had gone with the underground spring long ago.    

    

The Great Elder also gently placed the white cloth onto the ground, and then left in the same direction as the Xiliang Village.    

    

It was unknown how much time had passed, but rustling footsteps could be heard approaching from the forest.    

    

The bald old monk, Master Empty, brought his beloved disciple, Chen Yu'er, to the original spot of the cave.    

    

Master Empty's face was filled with disappointment as he stood where the Great Elder was.    

    

"Sigh, I was a step too late. I didn't see anything."    

    

Master Empty sighed.    

    

Chen Yu'er, who was standing nearby, did not understand what her master was disappointed about. She only took a glance at the white bag placed on the ground, and immediately wanted to walk over and pick it up.    

    

Unexpectedly, Master Empty reached out his hand to stop her and whispered: "Don't move."    

    

"Master, what's that?"    

    

"No matter what it is, it's not something you or I can touch."    

    

The pair of teacher and disciple spoke briefly, and before Chen Yu'er could ask any further questions, Helan Qunxing had already caught up with them with a large group of her lackeys, panting heavily.    

    

"S-master, can I trouble you to slow down in the future?"    

    

Helan Qunxing, who lived like a prince, had never joined the army like Holan Fusu. After running for only 10 minutes, she was already exhausted.    

    

Seeing him like this, Master Empty did not have the slightest bit of good temper.    

    

If it wasn't to take care of this young master, how could he have missed this opportunity? Something big just happened here.    

    

"Hmph, Young Master Qunhsing, this is the cave of the Hidden Dragon in the Sky. It's not a Yin Dragonpulse, and there's no way to use this to describe the luck of the world. We shall meet again in the future. "    

    

After saying this, Master Empty brought Chen Yu'er back the same way.    

    

Luckily, Helan Qunxing wasn't blinded by her beauty this time.    

    

He still deeply remembered the main reason why he was able to travel all the way to the Xiliang Mountain this time.    

    

"Ha, this old thing has a temper. You said that this isn't a Dragonpulse, then he isn't? You say that there is no possibility of calling you Emperor here, and I will believe you? I'd be damned if I could trust you. "    

    

The Dutch star laughed and muttered. He turned around and winked at his men, "Think of a way to find out who the woman beside that old monk is."    

    

"Yes, young master."    

    

The subordinate respectfully replied.    

    

Only then did Helan Qunxing calmly turn her head and look around.    

    

Although this place wasn't as magical as before, there were still some traces left behind.    

    

For example, the surrounding area was filled with trees that reached into the sky. Only this area was a small forest filled with shrubs that had been pruned by humans.    

    

The forest was dense, but there was a lot of space in front of them.    

    

Even a fool could tell that this place was extraordinary.    

    

More importantly, in the middle of the open space, there was a white cloth bag about half a meter long lying on the leaves.    

    

Helan Qunxing's eyes immediately lit up. She rushed forward and picked up the item without any hesitation.    

    

He opened the cloth bag and revealed the scroll.    

    

Helan Qunxing opened it to take a look, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets. She could not help but shout out in alarm, "Antiques, treasures!"    

    

Anyone like Lee Nanfang who didn't care much about antique calligraphy and paintings could tell at a glance that the scroll was extremely valuable.    

    

Helan Qunxing came from a large family and had been educated since she was young. She had come into contact with more things and had a chance to touch similar antiques. She could, of course, judge the value of the scroll more clearly.    

    

Helan Qunxing put the reel back in place as quickly as possible.    

    

Just like everyone else who picked up the treasure, he would first keep it in his pocket before thinking about how he had gotten it.    

    

Then, he took out a small glass bottle.    

    

He unscrewed the bottle and spilled it all over the ground.    

    

Feeling uneasy, he dug out another small piece of soil and buried the bottle in it.    

    

After doing that, Young Master Qunhsing felt very comfortable.    

    

At the very least, he had worked hard for it.    

    

Unlike the other people, once they heard that this place was not a Yin Dragonpulse, they completely gave up.    

    

The heaven would choose the person who succeeded from this, the person who would definitely choose to work as hard as he, Helan Qunxing.    

    

"Done, we-uh!"    

    

Helan Qunxing stood up after burying the bottle with her own hands. When she turned around, she was completely dumbfounded.    

    

At this moment, the bodyguards responsible for keeping watch around him were being aimed at him with their hands held high up in the air.    

    

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the yellow sparrow follows.    

    

To prevent any large scale disturbances, Longteng Force did not encounter any large scale armed conflicts here. All they did was grab unlucky Young Master Qunhsing.    

    

Leader Gong Jian, who led the team, did not care whose son he was. His superiors told him that he would capture all the suspicious people alive and bring them back to interrogate them.    

    

"Search his body and take him away!"    

    

Gong Jian gave the order.    

    

Immediately, someone rushed forward and pressed down on Helan Qunxing.    

    

Finding a pistol was secondary.    

    

The key thing was that the ancient scrolls had also been stolen by the people of Soaring Dragon.    

    


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