Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 433: Rain curtain refines Sumeru!
Yuan Hai.
Xia Chedan stood at a loss in the grand palace, compared to this palace, he was like an ant that got into a human house, so inconspicuous.
Xia Chedan didn't know what method the python dragon guard used to bring him here, and he didn't know where he was in Yuanhai now, but the ubiquitous Longwei made him understand that this place is Dragon Palace!
Abode of real dragons! The real power center of Yuanhai!
The bodyguards who came and went gave off strong fluctuations, Xia Chedan didn't dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction, curled up, and stood cautiously aside, waiting for the summoning of the big man.
However, when he caught sight of the auspicious cloud patterns that can be seen everywhere, he was not too flustered.
Yunlong's lineage, his own people!
At the same time, in another palace with strange splendor, a huge white jade dragon lying on the bottom of the sea like a giant mountain in the sea, the dragon's power almost condensed into substance, and drove the sea water away.
A majestic middle-aged man in white appeared out of thin air and walked slowly towards the giant dragon. He was leaning on a crutch in his right hand and limped as he walked. bang. After a while, the man in white stood in front of the dragon. Compared with the dragon, he seemed like a small stone appearing under a high mountain.
The giant dragon like a mountain slowly opened one eye, staring at the man in white in front of him, he did not open his mouth, but said via voice transmission: "Is it the black dragon or the yellow dragon?"
The man in white shook his head slightly: "Not at all."
The giant dragon slowly closed his eyes: "Then what is the matter with the old man? Don't disturb the old man's sleep."
The middle-aged man sighed helplessly: "Father, your little granddaughter has entered the sea!"
"Fart!" said the giant dragon, "You guys have been living up to it for almost a thousand years, and you got me more than twenty dragons with handles in total...Where did I get a granddaughter?"
The middle-aged man looked at the dragon: "Father, it belongs to the elder brother..."
"Your elder brother..." The giant dragon suddenly remembered something, trembled all over, and suddenly the sea floor shook, and the man in white hurriedly shouted, "Father, turn into a human body! Turn into a human body!"
After the voice fell, the figure like a mountain dragon shrank rapidly, and finally turned into an old man with white hair and childlike face. He was surprised: "Is it Xiaoyaoer? My little Yaoer has entered the sea?"
"Did she forgive us?"
"Quick, quick, light up the thousands of miles of seabed for me. Go, call 30,000, no, call 80,000 water demons, welcome our little dragon girl!"
The man in white shook his head slightly: "Father, please calm down. According to the news reported, you are accompanying a young man of the human race to go to sea to do business."
"Young man of the human race?" The old man transformed into a giant dragon frowned, and let out a murderous look, "Have you found out who it is?"
"I don't know yet, I have already sent someone to investigate!" The man in white replied, "I just came to tell you, old man, if you want to see it, you should take a look from a distance without distraction. In Yuanhai, Taoism and Confucianism have nothing to do with it.”
"Alas..." The old man was obviously moved for a moment, then shook his head again, "Forget it, if this old man moves, it will inevitably attract the attention of Canglong and Huanglong, and he will not live up to Aotian's entrustment."
"It's better to be indifferent to the outside world."
The man in white nodded: "Understood."
"That..." The old man thought for a while, "Go pick some treasures, and then send some people to trouble them, and then keep the treasures if they lose. That's our Princess Yunlong, we can't be too shabby. "
"Don't worry, everything has been arranged." The middle-aged man smiled. The old man sighed softly, and was about to revert back to his true form as a giant dragon, when suddenly a dragon chant came out of his mind.
The old man turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in white, who also stared wide-eyed.
The two looked at each other for a moment, with incredible expressions on their faces, and said in unison: "The holy voice of the ancestor dragon!"
"How is that possible?"
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"How is it possible!" The same exclamation came from Mastiff Lingling's mouth. Even though he had never seen the Zulong before, the memory in his blood made him sure that this was the holy voice of the Zulong.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the ancient legend in Yuan Hai.
When Zulong decided to leave, he gathered three inheritances and distributed them to the three bloodlines closest to him, namely the body of the dragon, the law of the dragon, and the wisdom of the dragon.
Among them, the real dragon who obtained the body of the ancestral dragon evolved into a lineage of the yellow dragon, possessing the nearly indestructible body of the ancestral dragon, and breaking through spells with strength. The dragon race is special, above the great sage, against the semi-sage and Dao Zun, it is called the Dragon King. The Dragon King of the Huanglong lineage has the strength to suppress the barbarian gods who are also good at physical bodies.
Besides the yellow dragon, the Canglong got the law of the ancestral dragon. The supernatural powers are vast and the spells are powerful. The true dragon formula practiced by the water demon clan is a simplified version of the Canglong Canon practiced by the Canglong. The strength is evident, and the Canglong is also the most powerful of the three true dragons in Yuanhai. branch. It almost takes two other training hands to fight.
The last is Yunlong, who got the wisdom of the ancestor dragon. In layman's terms, it is to obtain the power of the ancestor dragon's soul. The lower limit of this branch is extremely low, but the upper limit is extremely high. When weak, even ordinary water monsters of the same level can't fight, but if strong...
Let's put it this way, there are rumors in the sea that Yun Aotian, the descendant of the previous generation of Yunlong Dragon Emperor, is said to be only half the strength of the Dragon King's great sage, which is equivalent to the seeking realm of the Confucianism of the human race. Name Dragon King.
In the end, two fell.
Li Qinglian of the human race and Yun Aotian of the dragon clan, these are the two peaks that have been called together in the past few hundred years.
In addition to the inheritance of the three veins, there is another rumor that the inheritance of the three veins is actually three keys, which can stimulate the soul of the ancestor dragon in the blood of the real dragon.
So much so that Yuan Haizhong had always guessed that the reason why Yun Aotian was so powerful was because he had awakened the soul of the ancestor dragon.
But all these rumors are now shattered in Mastiff Lingling's mind like a crystal, because he heard the holy voice of the ancestor dragon.
The real dragon chant that can only be uttered by the soul of the awakened ancestral dragon!
The last time I was still in Yuanhai, I heard that Canglong and Huanglong both had real dragons that awakened the ancestor dragon soul. This time, is it the turn of Yunlong?
And it's my mistress!
I bleed my mother! I have blocked the knife for my mother!
The pattern opens instantly!
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Yun Siyao looked up at the huge water dragon in the sky, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.
When Emperor Lin went to Yuanhai, he asked the dragons to go to sea in exchange for inheritance. However, because Emperor Lin himself was reincarnated, the inheritance of body and law was complete, but the inheritance of Kezhi had flaws.
Unexpectedly, the souls of so many ancestor dragons that were not awakened by real dragons awakened in this half-dragon, half-human body.
This is not a blessing, this is a curse!
Because of the incomplete inheritance, this ancestral dragon soul is almost equivalent to seizing a home for the young Yun Siyao!
Because of this, Yun Aotian sneaked into the forbidden area of Canglong and Huanglong several times, trying to find a way to break it through the inheritance of the two, which eventually led to his death.
It is precisely because of this reason that she has endured the pain of the seal every day since she can remember.
The world only proclaims that she once conspired to kill a semi-sage, but they don't know that for her, the Bamboo Sage almost exhausted all human kindness, and invited four Taoist priests to exhaust the power of their souls to rescue her.
But who would have thought that the crux of all these problems would be solved easily because of a flower sent by the junior brother in front of him.
The holy grade true phoenix blood lotus contained the last sliver of the inheritance of wisdom that Emperor Lin could not hand over at that time. Just before entering the bowl, Yun Siyao finally completed the refining.
It is a coincidence of fate, even if it is sanctification and godhood, it cannot be explained clearly.
Although there is still a long way to go in the follow-up, it is not difficult to inspire a sacred sound of the ancestor dragon.
Yun Siyao raised her leg, and when she was falling, a white cloud formed under her feet, she just walked up slowly, and stepped on the white cloud ladder to stand in front of the water dragon.
The water dragon no longer had the hostility it had just now. It stared at the tiny Yun Siyao in front of him, as if thinking about something, and he felt the same aura from the other party. Yun Siyao stretched out his hand, and the phantom of the mighty celestial dragon behind him entered into the water dragon. The eyes of the water dragon slowly closed, and clouds and mist emerged from the dragon's body, covering the entire huge water dragon in an instant. .
"Quack! (It's raining!)" A drop of water landed on Jin Gua Gua's nose without warning. At this moment, Yuanyuan Sea turned into raindrops and fell down.
Only Chen Luo, the raindrops seemed to bypass him, not a single drop fell on him.
"Junior Brother, Lianshan!" Yun Siyao's voice came from the air, and at the same time, a crystal water drop shot obliquely from the air and poured directly into Chen Luo's mind.
This is the method of refining mountains, extracted from water dragons.
Chen Luo sensed the secret technique in the water droplet, smiled slightly, sat cross-legged, folded his hands together, and released the mighty red dust, enveloping Mount Sumeru under his feet inch by inch.
At this moment, it is raining like rain.
One person transforms the dragon and spreads the rain, and the other concentrates on refining the mountain!
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At the same time, outside the stone house.
The demented monk finally stopped his hand, and the beast Taoist master who was floated in the air finally fell from the sky and fell to the ground.
At first, I thought that the beast Taoist was already fat enough, but I didn't expect that there was still room for swollen face.
At this moment, the beast Taoist master is dying, and the slap by the demented monk didn't just hit him on the face, each slap carried the true meaning of ancient Buddhism, and the six Taoist masters were refined from the misinterpretation of ancient Buddhist teachings , every slap hits the root, and now the true meaning of reincarnation has dissipated.
The demented monk stopped his hands because he felt movement in the stone house. He turned his head, no longer cared about the animal Taoist master, but looked at the stone house, and said with a smile——
"There is a fate, there is a fate..."
"That's great, just right..."
"Namo Amitabha!"
If the demented monk doesn't beat the dog in the water, it doesn't mean that Lang Feixian will stop doing it. Seeing the animal Taoist master who was still breathing, Lang Feixian flipped his wrist, and a sharp sword aura formed, and with the flick of Langfei's fingers, he flew towards the animal Taoist master with the sound of piercing through the air.
"Pfft!" The sword energy shot into the brow of the animal Taoist master, but Lang Feixian frowned, he could feel that the sword energy did not hit the real thing. At the moment when the sword energy was about to hit the brow of the animal Taoist master, it suddenly annihilated into a puff of black energy.
Immediately afterwards, the entire body of the animal Taoist master was still rotten, turning into wisps of black air. Immortal Lang Fei turned his head, and the fierce elephant, Zhu Yan, golden-winged roc, and the puppets he had killed before all died. so it is.
"Hahahaha... Nan Wuxiang Heavenly Demon..." A voice sounded, and the black smoke condensed in the air. A palm was condensed, and it collided with the golden light handprint made by the demented monk. The demented monk took a step back, only to see that behind the black palm, a figure also quickly condensed.
The whole body is black and red, with hanging eyes and fangs. It was just before Chen Luo and his party met the evil Buddha.
The evil Buddha is hidden in the shadows, so he couldn't come to this side, but he used the animal Taoist as a bridge to cross this layer of obstacles, and stood in front of the demented monk and the immortal Langfei.
"It's just in time." The evil Buddha wiped his face, and instantly turned into a monk wearing a monk's robe with a compassionate temperament. .”
"Naughty animal!" The demented monk opened his mouth, but he didn't get angry, but calmly popped out two words.
"What the master said is wrong, one thought becomes a Buddha, and one year becomes a demon. You and I have the same root, you are me, and I am you." The evil Buddha who appeared on this side seemed to be much more talkative.
"Everything is empty, good thoughts are empty, and evil thoughts are also empty. Master, why should you be attached?" The evil Buddha monk continued.
"Nonsense!" Lang Feixian couldn't listen anymore, since the opponent was an enemy anyway, several sword auras appeared behind him and shot directly at the evil Buddha monk.
Don't ask for death, just find a loophole.
The evil Buddha monk shook his head slightly~IndoMTL.com~ moved towards the sword aura slightly, and the sword aura seemed to be frozen in an instant, stopping in the air, and then streaks of black aura emerged from the sword aura , actually corroded the sword energy.
"Don't worry, please sit down first." The evil Buddha monk smiled and said secretly, politely.
How could Immortal Lang Fei sit down calmly, but he felt a strange force growing in his body, making him have to sit, and he couldn't do without sitting, as if it was a fair thing.
"Words come out of the way?" Lang Feixian's heart trembled, this is the semi-holy power!
"It's not what you say!" The demented monk seemed to see what Lang Feixian was thinking, and said softly, "The evil Buddha's teachings can be broken by meditation."
Just now, unknowingly, Lang Feixian's mind has been infected, making Lang Feixian feel that he has to sit down.
This is the heart demon!
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