Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 602: 蛟

In Lu Mansion, the garden is bustling and lively.

A total of dozens of people gathered together to chat and laugh.

Dian Si'er and Que Yu are sitting in the pavilion; Jiu Furen, Guan Hui and Lu Yu are sitting by the flowers; Wan Xi and Baili Youzhen are standing under the tree by the pond; San Niu, Zhi Guan and Ji Baobao Hidden in the most corner...

In a small flower building next to it.

Lu Tong and a dark dragon sat cross-legged on chairs respectively, while Wang Qiu stood beside him to serve.

Lu Tong was a little surprised.

Old lump, iron tumor Jiao, an "old friend" whom he had met before joining the sect, actually came all the way to visit.

He thought for a moment, then politely said: "Brother Jiao, I heard that the sect has established two countries, called Jiyang and Shiyin?"

"Not bad."

The iron tumor dragon has also become a golden elixir demon, and the bumps on its body have become dark and dull.

"The king is the yin and yang of the sect?"

"Natural."

The iron tumor dragon kept staring at Lu Tong and looking up and down.

The two are not familiar with each other.

Lu Tong waited for a while, but saw that the iron tumor dragon still did not talk about the business, and said again: "I heard that some ghost kings escaped into the mountains and prepared to establish ghost monsters. Is this true?"

"It's true. Don't worry about some wandering ghosts. When the two countries cultivate themselves a little, they will naturally be eliminated."

Lu Tong nodded.

The underworld is also establishing a country.

Many ghost kings have become abandoned sons. Without the support of the underworld, they are just rootless driftwood, unable to stop the two countries.

Lu Tong waited for a while, but when he saw that the iron tumor dragon still did not speak, he simply stopped being polite, picked up the tea cup and said: "Brother, please drink tea."

"Okay."

The two drank separately.

Lu Tong held the tea cup and did not let go.

After the iron tumor dragon finished drinking, he stared at it twice and finally asked: "Did junior brother get the wordless fairy book from Yiyi Sect?"

"Got it."

Lu Tong was not too surprised.

If Yiyi Zong gives a treasure, he will definitely tell Qi Capture Zong. Perhaps the sect already knew about it before he got it.

"Used it?"

"Used."

Lu Tong narrowed his eyes, suspecting that the iron tumor dragon was eyeing the fairy book.

Tie Zhi Jiao asked: "Is the method my junior brother has acquired related to becoming a baby?"

"Related."

Lu Tong nodded and asked, "Is there anything wrong with it?"

"No, since junior brother has obtained the method of becoming an infant, I have a secret matter to discuss with junior brother."

The iron tumor dragon looked at the open doors and windows.

Lu Tong waved his dragon claw.

Wangqiu went over to close the door and window, left the room and stayed outside.

The iron tumor dragon shot out a stream of black smoke and said, "Junior brother, have you ever heard of a dove occupying a magpie's nest?"

"What?"

Lu Tong looked condensed.

The iron tumor dragon stretched out its body, and the huge dragon head stopped in front of Lu Tong, saying: "The name is the guru, but he is actually the captain of the ship. When the time comes, it is not a bad idea to become the real captain of the ship."

Lu Tong stared at the iron tumor dragon and said, "Is this what the sect means?"

"No, it's the iron tumor dragon clan."

The iron tumor dragon spit out a drop of blood as big as the mouth of a bowl and said: "This is the method of transforming a demon. If junior brother is willing, we will be half the same race from now on."

Lu Tong stared at the blood beads and fell into silence.

I didn't consider occupying the magpie's nest, nor did I care about the method of transforming demons. Instead, I considered the fetus of practicing evil methods.

Evil law devours everything.

The mother's womb is a monk, which is conducive to the formation of the Nascent Soul; the mother's womb is a monster, which is conducive to the reconstruction of the physical body.

The iron tumor dragon's physical body is very strong. If it is used as a mother's womb, even the golden elixir demon can be used for it.

After a moment, he blinked and asked: "What do you want?"

"A place to stay."

The iron tumor dragon left blood beads behind, returned to the chair, and said: "The Immortal's fall has caused a series of great changes, and everywhere has been affected. We can't see the way forward clearly, so we can only make more preparations."

Lu Tong took the blood bead and held it in his paw, hesitant in his heart.

Asking for help may expose the secret.

The strength is at its weakest when it breaks through, with almost no power to resist. Except for those who absolutely trust it, no one can reveal anything.

In addition, the number of dragons is rare. If you ask for a golden elixir monster, the iron tumor dragon may not agree.

"One method is not enough."

The iron tumor dragon grinned and said: "Junior brother's appetite is too big."

Lu Tong did not respond.

The two looked at each other for a breath.

The iron tumor dragon took out a booklet, held it in his hand, and said: "This is the dragon's movement technique. Back then, Elder Kuhuang wanted this technique, but unfortunately the immortal dragon ordered that it not be taught to outsiders. If junior brother wants it, come with me. Return to the clan and join the clan completely."

Lu Tongtong's hole is miniature.

The iron tumor dragon continued: "At that time, let alone a body technique, dragon blood, dragon pills, and ancestors personally gave guidance, and everything that should be there was available."

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat, but he soon regained his composure.

What should be given will be given, and what should be given must be given.

There is no such thing as a business without capital.

The more the iron tumor dragon gives, the more it wants.

He shook his head, slowly pushed out the blood beads from the center of his claws, and said, "I'm sorry, senior brother has found the wrong person. I have neither the power nor the intention to occupy the magpie's nest."

Growing a baby is a big deal, and it is not appropriate to add extraneous matters at this time.

The iron tumor dragon did not take it, and opened its mouth to swallow the black smoke.

"Then let's not talk about this. I have another thing to trouble my junior brother. I heard that there is a sect courtyard on the ship. I wonder if it can accommodate a few juniors from the Jiao clan?"

"Of course, senior brother, just tell me and I will take care of you."

The iron tumor dragon pushed back the blood beads and said, "Thank you, junior brother."

"Brother, you're welcome."

……

Late at night, Lu Mansion finally returned to peace.

Xingshan Tower.

Lu Tong, Dian Si'er, and Mrs. Jiu stayed together in a closed quiet room in the corner.

The quiet room formation is shrouded.

Lu Tong was lying on the bed. After roughly talking about the events of the past few years, he also talked about the nameless evil method in detail.

Dian Si'er held the copper toad and said in surprise: "You mean, be born again?"

"Yeah."

Lu Tong responded in a muffled voice.

Mrs. Ninth held her pipe, curled her lips and said, "I picked up my own mother for nothing."

Lu Tong grinned.

Dian Si'er ignored Mrs. Jiu's joke, thought for a moment, and said: "If the mother's fetus dies, it will also die together. You can't use force to prevent them from dying together."

Madam Ninth also looked more serious and said: "It's best to be one of our own."

"Yes."

Dian Si'er nodded in agreement.

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "Not necessarily. There are very few people who have the courage to die together. You can just find someone who is afraid of death."

"Too dangerous."

Dian Si'er directly rejected it and said: "This method does not happen overnight. At that time, no matter how timid you are, you may risk your life. Besides, it is difficult to tell whether a person is afraid of death or not until the moment of life and death."

The room fell into silence.

Wisps of smoke rose up, and soon it turned white.

Dian Si'er frowned, used his magic power to sweep all the billowing smoke out of the formation, and turned to stare at Madam Ninth.

"Hoo!"

Madam Ninth breathed out another puff of white smoke nonchalantly and said: "It is better to decide whether it is the Golden Core Realm or the Nascent Soul Realm first, and then decide one by one."

Lu Tong nodded, looked at Dian Si'er and said, "What do you think of Yun Ao? We will try our best to help her, and she will help me practice."

Dian Si'er didn't think much about it. He hesitated a little and said, "It shouldn't be possible."

"Why?"

"Yun Ao is very cold-hearted. After what happened in the past, she is not close to men and does not trust outsiders. She is also a powerful junior. It is unlikely that she will help others to 'pregnant'."

"Hey."

Lu Tong sighed and said, "I think so too. Besides Yun Ao, who else is a Jurchen?"

After a moment of silence, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Zhenren Baorong?"

Lu Tong and Dian Si'er looked at Madam Ninth at the same time.

Madam Ninth's expression calmed down, she forced out a smile and said, "I only know one Jurchen."

Dian Si'er said thoughtfully: "If we catch Bai Qiao and force Huo Rong..."

"Forget it."

Lu Tong waved his hand, interrupted Dian Si'er's idea, and said: "It's best not to plot against Master Yuanying."

In the evil method, after entering the mother's womb, it merges with the mother's womb through the "umbilical cords".

The two live and die together.

But Zhenren Yuanying, with his advanced cultivation, may have a way to forcefully abort the "baby".

Lu Tong thought for a while and said: "Real people are unpredictable and should not be provoked. Find a female cultivator in the golden elixir realm. I will use blood-traveling leeches to help her replenish her energy and blood. In addition, I will stock up on some soul-healing elixirs."

Madam Ninth and Dian Si'er looked at each other respectively.

Lu Tong rolled his eyelids and said: "Okay, there must be someone to protect the law and help cover it up. You two need to cooperate with each other."

The Ninth Lady has lost her foundation and has no words.

Dian Si'er's six eyes lit up with white light and said: "There is someone who might be suitable."

"Who?"

"Wanxi. Even if she wants to die, the **** ghost hidden in her body will definitely not agree."

……

Suddenly dozens of people were added.

Wangqiu brought a troupe and two apprentices, which required at least a large courtyard;

If Sanniu wants to make elixirs, she also needs a medicinal field;

Zhiguan is a tiger demon who needs a place to move around and wants a forest;

Ji Baobao sees that everyone else has everything, so he also wants a yard;

In addition, Mrs. Ninth also brought many people with her.

The Lu Mansion was not very vast originally, but now it is even more crowded.

Lu Tong went around personally and approached Que Yu and Yun Ao successively. After a month of negotiations, he finally made a large sum of elixirs and bought the streets on the left and right sides, as well as the twenty-four small courtyards across the street. .

The Lu Mansion began to carry out large-scale construction projects.

Deploy formations, reorganize courtyards, build pavilions...

On this day, Mrs. Jiu, Wang Qiu and others went out one after another, and Dian Si'er also went to the master's house.

Lu Tong sat alone in the study.

A tall and thin figure walked in gracefully, landed on the chair, squeezed directly into the dragon's body, and said: "Who has the final say in the house?"

Sure enough, it came.

Lu Tong threw away the book he was flipping through, grabbed Wanxi with one claw, and said, "What's wrong?"

"That apprentice of yours doesn't care about me."

He grinned, revealing his fangs, and said, "I have it, is that enough?"

Wanxi opened her narrow eyes and slowly raised the corners of her scarlet mouth.

"Really?"

"Of course, you can't live without me, and I can't live without you. No one knows this better than you."

Lu Tong lowered his head and bit down, his long fangs digging into his shoulder, almost biting half of Wanxi's body into pieces.

"Ah!"

Wanxi looked at the dragon head in front of her, opened her mouth to yell, or laughed, her eyes turned red instantly, and said: "You want to eat me?"

"Hiss."

Lu Tong pulled out his fangs, swallowed his throat, stretched out his long scarlet tongue and licked the wound, pressed down a few blood spirits, and asked: "Will you let me eat it?"

"Let!"

Wanxi raised her head, a magical look quickly formed in her eyes, and she shed two lines of tears at the same time.

Tears fell like rain.

Red tears quickly stained his face, but instead of showing any trace of sadness, it looked more like tears of joy.

"You eat me, I eat you!"

Wan Xi rushed over fiercely and bit Lu Tong's neck.

"Gah."

With a soft sound, the silver teeth cracked.

Wan Xihun didn't care, and the red crystals lit up in his mouth, preparing to turn into an earth dragon.

Lu Tong raised the dragon claw and tore open the scales and human wheels with one claw.

Wanxi looked happy, and spit out countless blood streaks from his mouth. The blood streaks and head were inserted into the wound together, and he began to bite and swallow.

A wave of pain rushed into his heart, but Lu Tong was very calm, and his eyes did not change at all.

He patted Wanxi on the back and said, "Eat, it's all yours..."

After a long time.

Everywhere in the study was stained with blood. The narrow platform used for taking a nap was covered in blood like pulp. A dragon and a person were tangled together, and they were all dyed red.

Lu Tong moved his body.

Wanxi hugged her tightly and moved a little bit.

"Don't move."

The voice was lazy and had a gentleness that it had never had before.

Lu Tong did not move anymore and looked up at the ceiling.

The boards are blooming.

A drop of blood splashed on the water, and then exploded, turning into blood flowers.

A long time passed.

The blood turned into blood scabs, and the figure finally moved, and large pieces of blood scabs fell off, revealing streaks of snow-white.

Wanxi stretched out her body and lay on the dragon's body, with her head facing the dragon's head.

"Marry me."

Lu Tong looked at the face in front of him.

Wanxi, with a gentle expression and peaceful eyes, seems to have become a gentle woman who is eager to get married.

He remained silent.

Wan Xi continued to lean out, eyes close to Long Mu, and said: "You promised. I'll ask Wan Yi to come over. If you marry me, I will be Mrs. Lu from now on."

The two looked at each other, one seemed pure, the other looked like an abyss.

Lu Tongtong: "Starting tomorrow~IndoMTL.com~I will help you practice."

"You agreed?"

Wanxi was very surprised. The tenderness, purity, and peace in her eyes all faded away in an instant.

Lu Tong raised his paw and caressed Wanxi's head and said: "I will give you whatever you want. You must give me whatever I want."

"What do you want?"

"You."

Wanxi was stunned for a moment, blinked quickly, regained his previous look, and said, "What will Dian Si'er do if you marry me?"

"That's my business."

Lu Tong pushed Wanxi away, tapped his dragon claw lightly, and floated into the air. His scales squirmed, and clusters of blood scabs fell off. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was back to normal.

"After we get married, you and I will retreat together, and Dian Si'er will make all the decisions outside."

"What are you doing in seclusion?"

Lu Tong ignored him and left the study directly.

……

Late at night, in a closed quiet room.

Madam Ninth looked blankly, holding a pipe in one hand, but the tobacco in the pot had already been burned out.

"...Wanxi has a weird temperament, half crazy and half crazy. Don't make a decision quickly, let's continue to pay attention to other people."

Lu Tong finished talking about the happy things.

Madam Ninth continued to be stunned for a while, and it was not until Dian Si'er spoke that she woke up from a dream.

"Hoo!"

Mrs. Ninth let out a long breath, stared at Lu Tong, with a very complicated and puzzled look on her face, and said, "What kind of hatred do you, you and Wanxi have? Actually, actually..."

Dian Si'er lowered his head and picked up the tea.

Lu Tong opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say. Finally he shook his head and said: "There is no hatred, no hatred."

"There is no hatred, you bit her half to death, she chewed your flesh and bled, and in the end, she still..."

Madam Ninth looked at Lu Tong and suddenly felt very strange, as if the person in her memory had turned into a crazy dragon with a bloodthirsty nature.