Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 550: Gifts

The pool is clear.

Lushly wooded.

Between two mountains, in a secluded valley, people and flying boats are constantly coming and going, bringing pavilions, beds, tables and cabinets.

Lu Tong, Que Yu and Hongying stood by the pool.

The maid under Zhenren Yuan's seat walked aside and asked: "Senior Brother Lu, the pavilion has been erected and all kinds of furniture have been placed properly. If you have any other needs, please ask me and I will arrange it immediately."

"Junior sister, you and Hongying go check it out."

"Okay."

Que Yu and others left.

Lu Tong opened the dragon's mouth and rolled out a shiny storage bracelet with his tongue.

After transforming into the dragon form, all bracelets, rings, etc. cannot be used. Fortunately, the mouth is very spacious, and the tongue, cheeks, and back molar gaps can easily hide bracelets, etc.

Tanzhao took it and poured in mana.

The next moment, a large cabinet ten feet high and five feet wide appeared beside the pool.

Lu Tong glanced at it, his expression suddenly brightened, and the half foot of mane on the back of his head raised up, exploding into a clump of lightning.

The cabinet is completely black.

But under the dragon's eyes, there are dark lines hidden on the black surface. Some of the dark lines are very familiar, similar to the totems in the flesh.

He pressed his paw on the cabinet.

Using mana, several rays of lightning jumped out, scattered in all directions after hitting the cabinet, flew out of the cabinet, exploded with several "crackling" sounds and then disappeared.

Can be protected from lightning.

Lu Tong looked up at the cabinet with a glint in his eyes.

Good stuff.

The cabinet is good and the things are definitely in good condition.

I walked around for a while, but couldn't find any gaps. I looked up and down, but still couldn't find the cabinet door.

He was looking forward to it even more.

Go back to the side, put out a finger claw and press it on it, gradually exerting force, the hook sinks a little bit, and the dark lines also light up with a subtle light.

After a few breaths, there was a soft sound.

"Bah."

The hook pierced the cabinet.

The next moment, a spider web cracked under the hook, a tiny trace of white light lit up, and then "little snakes" swam out one after another.

The electric snake is extremely thin and long, like blue and white hair.

Lu Tong tore open the cabinet with one claw.

"Boom! Boom!"

With a loud noise, thousands of electric snakes surged out, turning into a thunderstorm within a radius of dozens of feet.

The cabinet was torn into pieces instantly.

Lu Tong bathed in the thunder, looked at the treasure in front of him, and opened his dragon's mouth to reveal a mouth full of fangs.

"This is a great gift!"

A mountain of thunder.

Ten feet high, five feet long and wide, dark blue, like a translucent crystal, containing hundreds of blue and snow-white electric lights.

"Kacha!"

The spiritual energy in the sky rolled, whipping up strong winds that gathered directly above, and struck down a lightning bolt of a hundred feet.

Thunder and lightning hit the top of the mountain.

A white light flashed, and the lightning in Thunder Mountain suddenly surged, adding hundreds of them in an instant. More thunder snakes came out and continued to escape for several feet, turning everything within a hundred feet into thunder.

Lu Tong stretched his body, opened his mouth and sucked in a large mouthful of electric snake.

"Hoo!"

The electric snake entered the abdomen, as if drinking a glass of strong wine. The abdomen, flesh, and blood were everywhere warm, and the scales and manes also spread out.

Just when he felt uncomfortable everywhere, several urgent shouts rang in his ears.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior Brother Lu!"

Lu Tong looked back.

Not far away, the newly completed pavilion was also involved in Lei Ze. Several fires were lit inside and outside the pavilion, and the monks who were resting their houses fled in all directions, far up the mountainside.

Hongying also hid in Que Yu's body.

Que Yu put out the flames and said: "Brother, collect the magic weapon quickly, otherwise this pavilion cannot bear it."

The maid held Ruyi in her hands and said: "Senior Brother Lu, the formation has not been set up yet, please wait for another day."

"Haha."

Lu Tong laughed a few times, swam to Thunder Mountain, released his blood energy, and carried out the "Moon Wheel of Life".

A man is five feet and seven feet tall, and after transforming into a dragon, he is one and a half feet long.

In the "Moon Wheel Creation Sutra", one hundred and eight wheels are one hundred and eight inches.

The dragon's body transformed into two feet and six feet, coiling on the top of the mountain.

"Kacha!"

Another bolt of lightning struck, hitting his mane.

Lu Tong froze, and several bunches of mane turned into fly ash. His scales seemed to be scattered, and his scales squirmed, and strands of blood oozed out.

"Okay!"

He lifted up the blood spirit and recovered from his injuries one by one in the blink of an eye.

Then he used his magic power, and the dark clouds rolled under his claws, wrapping the electric snake in the clouds, taking a long breath, and swallowed it all into his belly.

"Excuse me, junior sister, please move the pavilion elsewhere."

Que Yu shook her head and signaled the maid to demolish the newly completed pavilion again.

The storm is gathering.

Thunder comes from plain ground.

Everywhere in Langge Mountain, everyone’s eyes are on the valley.

"Who is this demon? The ancient immortal sent another helping hand?"

"I'm not a newcomer. I heard about a black and white dragon as early as ten years ago, but I never had the opportunity to meet it. Today, when I saw it, it turned out to be extraordinary."

"..."

"Is it him?"

"Junior sister, do you know this thunder dragon?"

"I saw it once. Back then, Junior Brother Ling Tao and I went to deal with the disciples of Xiaoyou Sect. We met this dragon on the way. He killed one Jindan and eight Foundation Architects of Xiaoyou Sect with his own strength. ”

"What's it called?"

"I don't know. This dragon is arrogant and ignored us."

"Go and find out."

"..."

"Lu Tong, a disciple of the Qi Sect, has been following my orders in recent years. I took the initiative to abandon the Seven Waterfall Cities, and this person is also in the game. Do you want to join hands, senior brother?"

"A fox girl, a thunder dragon, and a colorful whale, what do you want to do?"

……

Late at night, after several hours of thunder and lightning, Leishan has turned into a faint blue.

The mountain is filled with thunder.

Lu Tong suffered more than a dozen thunder and lightning, and most of his blood spirit was consumed. He left Leize and hid on the mountainside to rest.

"Senior Brother Lu?"

The maid under the original name returned again, followed by an old man with a gray beard.

"What happened?"

The maid quickly fell down and said: "Brother, Elder Wenwei is here. The elder is good at setting up formations and can arrest thunder and lightning in the valley."

"Meet the elders."

Wen Wei is also a great cultivator of the Golden Elixir.

Lu Tong raised his hands, shook his head and said, "But there is no need to set up a formation. Can you lend me all of this valley?"

"If Senior Brother Lu needs the valley, feel free to take it, but..."

The maid looked a little embarrassed in the night.

Lu Tong was about to ask.

The gray-bearded elder next to him said: "It's just that the lightning rod consumes a lot of spiritual energy. What you used today is enough for others to practice for a month."

Lu Tong blinked and said, "What does the Donghai Sect mean by asking Lu to move to another place?"

"No."

The maid hurriedly waved her hand and said: "Senior brother, even if you stay here, the roar of thunder and lightning will inevitably disturb other people. The real person has specially given instructions. After setting up the formation, a special spiritual energy will be drawn over."

Lu Tong nodded.

He didn't want to leave.

Other places are either filled with evil spirits, making it impossible to practice; or the spiritual energy is so thin that a few thunders and lightnings consume all the spiritual energy.

Except for Donghai Zongshan Gate, there should be no place like this.

"That's fine, thank you, Elder!"

"Take Leishan to another place."

"Okay."

Leishan moved to the middle of the mountain, and Wen Wei stayed alone in the valley, throwing out each piece of formation magic weapons and laying out formation patterns.

Lu Tong glanced at the maid next to him and asked, "What do you call junior sister?"

"Welcome south."

"Junior Sister Yingnan."

Lu Tong turned his hand and took out a long sword, slowly handed it over, and said: "Brother, I am at a difficult time in my practice and have no time to be distracted. Can I trouble my junior sister to take care of the common affairs in the valley?"

In the dim light of the night, the blade of the sword was like silver, and the sword body was half hidden and half visible, like a layer of water waves. With only the remaining magic power in the sword, half an inch of wind blade has been spit out from the tip and edge of the sword.

The sword of Fengyi Zong Nuanqing.

Living under someone else's roof without the care of acquaintances, even if you don't run into problems, it will be difficult to reap benefits.

If you encounter someone who is greedy for treasures, there is no guarantee that something unexpected will happen.

Yingnan is a maid under the real person, her status is not high, but if she is willing to help, she can avoid a lot of trouble.

Yingnan glanced at the sword, waved his hands and stepped back, saying: "I don't dare, please take back this sword, senior brother. If you have anything to do, just tell Yingnan."

"Catch!"

Lu Tong threw the sword directly.

Yingnan looked flustered, not daring to accept it, but also not daring not to accept it. Finally, before the long sword pierced the rock, she reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Senior Brother Lu, this sword is too valuable. I must take it back."

Yingnan returned the sword with both hands, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Hey."

Lu Tong sighed, shook his head and said, "I have no intention of embarrassing Junior Sister. Junior Sister just takes the sword back and reports to Master Yuan that Lu is feeling guilty and gave this sword as a token of his gratitude. If Master Yuan agrees, then accept it, How?"

"This..."

It is very difficult to welcome the south.

"Go ahead and run for me."

"Senior Brother, please forgive me for leaving first. I will go back and tell the real person about this."

"Go ahead."

……

The morning approaches.

Yingnan never returned, and the Wenwei elders set up formations and left directly.

On the mountainside, several stone houses are located in the forest.

Que Yu and Hongying have already rested.

Lu Tong got into a stone room, lit a candle, and took out a scroll coiled on the stone bed.

The scroll unfolded to reveal a painting.

The golden dragon is flying across the sky, with its ferocious dragon head coiled in the center of the scroll. Two dragon claws, one on the left and one on the right, are grabbing forward, and the rest is filled with large clouds and mist.

He looked carefully several times, but couldn't find a single character, so he started trying to inject mana.

A trace of mana fell.

A golden light lit up on the scroll, the golden dragon swam around, its two dragon claws swung one after another, and the clouds and mist rolled violently, as if it was about to release a giant beast.

Lu Tong grinned.

Good stuff.

The battle is huge, so things will definitely be the same.

He continued to pour in mana.

In the painting, the clouds and mist break away, revealing a whole golden dragon. The scales are like gold, and the eyes are like the sun. The scales are scattered in an orderly manner, and they look like golden water flowing through them when flying.

The movements of probing the claws and moving the clouds are extremely light, but they contain unrivaled and shocking power.

Lu Tong exhaled a wave of hot air, and a thought came to his mind.

The way to kill a dragon!

After watching it attentively for a quarter of an hour, the golden dragon plunged into the clouds and pounced out again. The dragon's head was entangled in the center of the scroll, and its two claws, one on the left and one on the right, were grabbing forward.

"Huh?"

He read it from left to right, and then from right to left, but there were still no characters.

After waiting for a while, there was no change in the picture.

Lu Tong took a deep breath, poured in his magic power again, and looked at every corner of the painting with great care.

A golden light lit up, and the golden dragon wandered away...

A quarter of an hour later.

He looked at the dragon head on the scroll intently, gritted his teeth, covered the scroll between his eyebrows, and channeled the few remaining mana.

……

The next day, it was not bright yet.

Que Yu opened the door and saw a dragon head hanging in front of the door. She was startled and took two steps back violently, blocking her face with her four arms.

She stared for a moment, took a long breath, and said: "Why is Senior Brother hanging by the door so early in the morning to scare people?"

Hongying also came out of another room.

"Master, you didn't rest last night?"

Lu Tong was hanging upside down from the tree, with his hind paws on the branches and his front paws holding a scroll.

"Do you recognize it, junior sister?"

He handed over the scroll.

After Que Yu took it, he nodded directly and said, ""The Dragon Exploring the Clouds" is one of my father's paintings. I heard that it was painted by a real person who witnessed the real dragon with his own eyes."

Lu Tong swallowed his throat.

After trying for more than an hour and using every conceivable method, there was still no abnormality, but he still did not give up.

"Can it be hidden in here?"

Que Yu frowned, unfolded the scroll, looked at it, and said, "What secret does senior brother mean?"

"Anything will do, body technique, claw technique, or other techniques."

"No."

A moment of silence followed by a muffled sound.

Lu Tong released his hind paws, hit the ground heavily, splashing out a few pieces of gravel and fallen leaves, and murmured: "Flower shelf..."

If the battle is large, the things may not be good, or they may just be empty shelves.

Que Yu looked back and forth, vaguely guessing something in her mind, and suppressed a smile on her lips.

"Although there is no claw technique, the dragon's claw detection is real."

"Huh?"

Lu Tong raised his head.

Que Yu shook the scroll and said: "Brother, you forgot what I said. This painting is based on a real dragon. The dragon is probing its claws, and every move has charm. We don't have the method of the dragon, but we have the method of the monk. I think this is my father’s intention to follow the divine dragon and cultivate human beings.”

Lu Tong opened his eyes

He also thought about re-training the claw skills he had learned before according to the drawings on the scroll.

But it is easy to learn skills but hard to learn skills.

When the dragon moves~IndoMTL.com~from beginning to end, every scale moves accordingly. From the inside to the outside, the bones, flesh, blood, tendons, skin, etc. are as thick as a big river.

Light, fast, elegant, and fierce...

The difficulty is not greater than creating a method of your own.

"It has to be like this."

Que Yu handed over the scroll and said: "I have some knowledge of this method and can assist senior brother in his practice."

"Thank you, junior sister."

……

Inside the stone house.

Lu Tong took out the golden book, poured in mana, and carefully reported his previous achievements.

Mocha from Xiangshe Zong, Yu Qiwei from Jianli Zong, and Nuanqing from Fengyi Zong tore out three pages in a row and told in detail what happened before and after the murder.

Submission completed.

He looked at the remaining four pages. After a few hesitations, he gave up the idea of ​​reporting Huo Yue.

Huoyue died at the hands of Jiao Zhuzheng.

Jiao Zhuzheng is greedy by nature, bitter, mean, and profit-oriented, and will not let go of this credit.

"Four pages..."

He sighed, and when he was about to put it away, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he used his magic power again to pour it into the book.

There is another person.

An elder of the Pan family, a native of the underworld, and a great cultivator of the Golden Elixir Perfection.

Although he was not killed by his own hands, he died due to his layout. What's more important is that Mr. Que won't take such a small role seriously, and no one will take the credit.

After a quarter of an hour, a page of gold paper was torn open.

Lu Tong looked at the gradually disappearing gold dust and let out a long breath.

Only three pages remain.

After the golden book was used up, in addition to one reported plan, there were a total of eleven contributions, each of which was related to the life and death of the golden elixir monk.

In addition to sneaking into the underworld and running back and forth, the credit is huge.

Even if the Nascent Soul cannot be replaced, the method of building the elixir mentioned by Mang Yi should not be a problem.

Just...

He blinked his eyes, and his expression suddenly darkened: Dian Si'er is still in prison.