The lucky silk thread is divided into white, the lucky silk thread provided by ordinary believers. Red, the silk thread provided by believers who burn incense and worship God in Sanqingguan. Purple, the lucky silk thread provided by the rescued person for life-saving grace.

For a long time, most of the luck silk threads obtained by Zhang Daoran were white. Just now, a large number of no less than hundreds of thousands of white silk threads poured into the sea of ​​consciousness and were absorbed by the Huangting Jing, which was mixed with a gray luck silk thread. The information feedback of the "Huangting Jing" was obtained to save the dead.

Hundreds of thousands of white silk threads were exchanged into red silk threads, but only tens of thousands were obtained, and several new magical powers were obtained. And just a gray Qilu silk thread, the Huangting Jing opened a page and obtained a magical power.

"The white luck silk thread should be contributed by the creatures just now, and there should not be so many. There are only a thousand people who listen to the sermon, and hundreds of thousands of white luck silk threads..." Zhang Daoran frowned: "I suddenly saw so many white luck silk threads. Either Fang Tong's movie has been released or Cheng Wuhui's songs have been sung. The time is too short, and the movie may not be finished. It should be brought by Cheng Wuhui. The gray silk thread is to save the dead..."

Feeling the dead spirit in the valley, the hidden aura was gone now. Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned: "There are undead in the valley? I didn't find the magic power of my eyes..."

Feeling that there were eighteen light spots of different colors in the sea of ​​consciousness. Zhang Daoran tried to contact them, but could not get any information.

"What are these eighteen light spots?"

Zhang Daoran's heart was slightly sunk: "I was in a state of enlightenment just now, and the earth soul was condensed almost completed. These eighteen light spots entered the sea of ​​consciousness, but I did not sense it..."

“Fellow Taoist…”

Hengkong's slightly nervous voice came, and Zhang Daoran turned around and saw a giant python as thick as a telephone pole, with a body worth dozens of meters long, circling around Hengkong. Two divine eagles were hovering in the air.

Putting down the source of the eighteen light spots, Zhang Daoran approached the giant python and looked at the four bulging bulges on the abdomen, and there were two bulges on the top of his head. The head of the giant python was a little different from that of an ordinary giant python. The head of this giant python was very long and not straight from the body of the giant python. The face was very long, and two whiskers that were twenty or thirty centimeters long, growing on the mouth, like fish whiskers.

"This is..."

The bulge of the abdomen, the bulge of the head, the flesh on the mouth...

"Is this about to become Jackie Chan?"

He reached out and touched the giant python's head, and the size of a bowl on the top of his head. The giant python did not dodge, but instead he was a little intimate with Zhang Daoran.

"It's about to turn into a dragon?"

Kunlun is so mysterious, and there are few people here. Such huge giant pythons are extremely rare. Hengkong frowned, put down his uneasiness, and looked at the head of the giant python lying under Zhang Daoran's palm: "This... is about to grow limbs, and horns are about to grow on the top of his head!"

"This giant python is obvious and wants to leave with fellow Taoist..."

Hengkong was a little envious: "Fellow Taoists are not only fatal attraction to practitioners, but also very attractive to this kind of demon... I want to get the fairy pet, but I don't know when I can satisfy my wish."

Zhang Daoran ignored Hengkong's nagging and tried to shrink into an inch to walk out of the valley, flipped through the cliff, stood above the valley, Hengkong climbed up with effort, and the giant python did as Hengkong said, climbing up the cliff.

Zhang Daoran frowned. With the experience of the old carp dragon before, Zhang Daoran knew that this giant python really wanted to follow him.

"If I hadn't appeared, this giant python would have been practicing in this rarely visited area, one day, perhaps it would have been able to turn into a dragon without being known to people. If I followed me, I wouldn't say that the giant python entered the island area in the middle of the lake, I wonder if it would scare people one day..."

Beisihu is located in the southwest of Qi Province. The plains are vast and densely populated. The giant python follows and hides in Beisihu, which is not as good as Kunlun.

"It's reasonable for fellow Taoist to worry, but it's not just this giant python, but also two eagles..."

Hengkong pointed to the top of his head, and two eagles hovered in the air.

Zhang Daoran's arms for a while, and two eagles flew from the air. Just as they were about to land on Zhang Daoran's arm, Zhang Daoran retracted his arms and patted the heads of the two eagles. Generally, eagles are not very big. The wings of these two eagles are spread out for two or three meters, and the wings are several times larger than ordinary eagles.

The eagle's claws are sharp, and it can scratch the arm if it falls on its arm. Zhang Daoran doesn't want to try it.

He reached out and placed his hand on the head of an eagle, and a trace of spiritual energy was discovered. The eagle's spiritual vein was already psychic, and there was a sarcoma the size of a thumb in his head.

"It's a pity that the eagle is too old. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult for the rest of its life to make progress..."

The meridians of the two eagles have aged, and even if they are nourished by spiritual energy, they cannot resist the passage of time.

He reached out his hand to check the giant python's head again. The giant python's condition was much better than the two eagles. In the giant python's head, a golden inner elixir shone brightly. Zhang Daoran's spiritual energy was bounced away after exploring it: "The cultivation of this giant python is much higher than that of me. It has formed an inner elixir and is about to turn into a dragon!"

The inner alchemy is formed and belongs to the spirit beast. In terms of strength, it is equivalent to the initial stage of Yang God, which is much higher than Zhang Daoran's realm. With such spirit beasts accompanying him, Zhang Daoran is naturally happy, but hesitated when thinking about the environment of the island in the middle of the lake.

"Compared with the big dragon, you may be the one who is about to turn into a divine dragon, so you should call you the old dragon... but you can't follow me, so let's practice here for the time being. One day, as fellow Taoist Hengkong said, I am tired of the world, and when I am calm and ascending here, I will set up a cave here. Then you can follow me..."

Shrinking the ground into an inch, facing the rising sun, heading east with Hengkong, and returning along the original path: "My realm has been improved, and the realm of fellow Taoists has been broken through. Now it's time to go back. When one day the soul is generated, we will explore Kunlun and the three mountains and five mountains..."

Zhang Daoran got two opportunities. No matter how greedy he was, he was afraid that opportunities would no longer be opportunities, but disaster. Opportunities were unattainable, and opportunities were often accompanied by crises. If luck was limited, luck would be exhausted, and opportunities would also turn into disasters.

Hengkong understood this principle and nodded in agreement.

Just looking at the old dragon who was following them leisurely, Zhang Daoran had no choice but to stop.

"Why do you have to be in trouble with fellow Taoists? I and I rest during the day and rush to the road at night. At the speed of my fellow Taoists and I will not take long to return to the lake island in a few days. The old dragon can keep up with the speed, so naturally there is no need to worry about getting lost halfway. The two eagles with divine stale eagles may be a little trouble..."

Snakes are not affected at night and can rush to travel, but the eagle's vision is greatly hindered at night and is not easy to fly at night.

"Forget it, Lao Long just followed, just as he said, rushing at night, resting during the day, and walking back on some roads that are rarely visited and sparsely populated."

I looked at the old dragon and two eagles. At this time, I was in Kunlun, and I let go of my body and run without worrying about being discovered.

The eagle circled in the sky, and the old dragon on the ground chased. When they encountered mountains and crossed mountains, they encountered water. Two people, the three spirit beasts, were a strange combination. After walking out of Kunlun area, Zhang Daoran and others slowed down.

On this day, Zhang Daoran entered a small town to buy some daily necessities, and a familiar melody came into his ears.

"True love is like a vast grassland, and layers of wind and rain cannot be blocked.

There will always be clouds and sunrise when the sun shines on you and me.

True love is like plum blossoms blooming, and the cold and ice cannot be submerged.

It blooms on the coldest branches, and I see spring walking towards you and me.

The snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is whistling, and the world is vast.

A piece of cold plum blossom stands proudly in the snow, just for the fragrance of the woman.

I love what I love without regrets, and keep this love in my heart forever.”

The lyrics are not long, but there are two people singing. Zhang Daoran's expression is shocked: "Big Bull!"

Zhang Daoran did not expect that Cheng Wuhui's song would sing with Li Daniu. Cheng Wuhui's singing was vicissitudes and Li Daniu's singing loudly, and the two of them felt a perfect combination.

After singing this song, it was another familiar song, and it was still sung by two people: ""Cold to the End""
Chapter completed!