Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 433

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Yuanhai.

Shrimp stood at a loss in the grand palace. Compared with this palace, he was like an ant that got into a human house, so inconspicuous.

Shrimp Chetan didn't know what method the Python Dragon Guard used to bring him here, and he didn't know where he was in Yuanhai, but the ubiquitous Longwei made him understand that this was the Dragon Palace!

True Dragon Residence! Genuine Yuanhai Power Center!

Each of the guards who came and went exuded strong fluctuations, and Shrimp Chedan did not dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction, curled up, stood cautiously, and waited for the summons of the big man.

However, when he saw the auspicious cloud patterns in his eyes, he was not too panicked.

Yunlong's lineage, his own!

At the same time, in another splendid palace, a giant white jade dragon like a giant mountain in the sea was lying on the bottom of the sea.

A majestic middle-aged man in white clothes appeared out of thin air and walked slowly towards the giant dragon. He leaned on a cane in his right hand and limped when he walked. Every time the cane leaned on the ground, there was a thunderous sound. After a while, the man in white stood in front of the giant dragon. Compared with the giant dragon, it seemed to be a small stone that appeared under the mountain.

The giant dragon like a mountain slowly opened one eye and stared at the man in white in front of him. He didn't open his mouth, but said through a sound transmission: "Is it the blue dragon or the yellow dragon?"

The man in white shook his head slightly: "None."

The dragon slowly closed his eyes: "Then what's 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 unsatisfactory for almost a thousand years. In total, they have gotten me more than 20 belted dragons... Where can I get my granddaughter?"

The middle-aged man looked at the giant dragon: "Dad, it's the big brother..."

"Your eldest brother..." The giant dragon suddenly remembered something, his whole body trembled, and the bottom of the sea shook, and the man in white hurriedly shouted, "Father, incarnate! Incarnate!"

The voice fell, and the figure of the giant dragon like a mountain quickly shrank, and finally turned into an old man with a childish face. He was surprised: "Is it Xiao Yao'er? My little Yao'er has entered the sea?"

"Did she forgive us?"

"Quick, quick, let me light up the seabed for thousands of miles. Go, gather 30,000, no, gather 80,000 water demons, welcome to our little dragon girl!"

The man in white shook his head slightly: "Father, calm down. According to the report, you are going to the sea to accompany a little man from the human race."

"Little Lord of the Human Race?" The old man who turned into a giant dragon frowned and released his murderous aura, "Have you found out who it is?"

"I don't know yet, but I have already sent someone to investigate!" The man in white replied, "I'm here to tell you the old man. If you want to see it, you should take a look from a distance. In Yuanhai, Taoism and Confucianism The door doesn't work."

"Hey..." The old man was obviously moved for a moment, and then shook his head again, "Forget it, the old man's move will inevitably attract the attention of Canglong and Huanglong, and live up to Aotian's entrustment."

"It's better to be indifferent to the outside world."

The man in white nodded: "I see."

"That..." The old man thought for a while, "Go pick some treasures, send some people to trouble them, and then leave the treasures if you lose. That's our Princess Yunlong, you can't be too shabby."

"Don't worry, everything is arranged." The middle-aged man smiled. The old man sighed softly, and was about to change back to the original form of a giant dragon, when suddenly a dragon roar sounded in his mind.

The old man turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in white, who also widened his eyes.

The two looked at each other for a moment, with incredible expressions on their faces, and said in unison, "Ancestral Dragon Holy Sound!"

"how is this possible?"

"How is it possible!" The same exclamation came from Mastiff Lingling's mouth, even though he had never seen Zulong, but the memory in his blood made him sure that this was the sacred sound of Zulong.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the ancient legend in Yuanhai.

When Zulong decided to leave, he condensed three inheritances and distributed them to the three closest bloodlines, namely Zulong's body, Zulong's method, and Zulong's wisdom.

Among them, the real dragon who obtained the body of the ancestor dragon evolved into the lineage of the yellow dragon, and has the almost indestructible dragon body of the ancestor dragon, which can break the law with force. The dragon family is special. Above the great sage, it rivals the half-sage and the Taoist, which is called the Dragon King. The dragon king of the Huanglong lineage has the strength to suppress the barbarian gods who are also known for their fleshly bodies.

In addition to Huanglong, Canglong obtained the method of Ancestral Dragon. The magical powers are vast and the techniques are powerful. The true dragon art of the cultivation of the water monsters is a simplified version of the "Canglong Canon" of the cultivation of the blue dragon. The strength is evident, and the blue dragon is also the most powerful of the three true dragons of Yuanhai. branch. It almost takes two other trainers to fight.

In the end, Yunlong got the wisdom of Zulong. In layman's terms, it is to obtain the power of the Ancestral Dragon Soul. This one has a very low lower limit and a very high upper limit. If you get weaker, you can't even kill ordinary water monsters of the same level, but if you get stronger...

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 search realm of the human race's Confucian Sect, but Canglong dispatched six Dragon Kings in order to besiege him.

In the end, two still fell.

Li Qinglian of the human race and Yun Aotian of the dragon race, these are the two peaks that have been called together in the past few hundred years.

In addition to the three-line inheritance, there is another rumor that the three-line inheritance is actually three keys, which can stimulate the soul of the ancestor dragon in the true dragon bloodline.

So much so that Yuan Haizhong kept guessing that the reason why Yun Aotian was so powerful was that he had awakened the soul of Ancestral Dragon.

But all these rumors are now shattered like a crystal in Mastiff Lingling's mind, because he heard the Ancestral Dragon's holy sound.

The real dragon roar that can only be emitted by awakening the soul of the ancestor dragon!

When I was in Yuanhai last time, I heard that both Canglong and Huanglong had real dragons that awakened their ancestors' souls. This time, is it Yunlong's turn?

And it's her own mother!

I bleed my mother! I blocked the knife for my mother!

The pattern opens instantly!

Yun Siyao looked up at the huge water dragon in the sky, and a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

Back then, Emperor Lin went to Yuanhai and asked the Dragon Clan to go to sea in exchange for inheritance. However, because of Emperor Lin's own reincarnation, the inheritance of body and law was complete, but the inheritance of Kezhi was flawed.

Unexpectedly, the souls of so many ancestors, who were not awakened by real dragons, awakened in their own half-dragon and half-human body.

This is not a blessing, this is a curse!

Because the inheritance is incomplete, this Ancestral Dragon Soul is almost equivalent to taking a house for 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 solve it through the inheritance of the two, and finally led to the calamity of death.

It is also for this reason that she has to endure the suffering of the seal every day since she can remember.

The world only said that she once plotted to kill a half-sage, but they didn't know that for her, Bamboo Sage almost exhausted his favor, and invited four Taoist priests to use up the power of their souls to save her.

But who could have imagined that the crux of all this could be easily solved because of a flower sent by the younger brother in front of him.

The holy phoenix blood lotus contains the last trace of wisdom that Emperor Lin couldn't hand over at that time. Just before entering the bowl, Yun Siyao finally completed the refining.

Coincidence, even if it is sanctified and divine, it cannot be explained clearly.

Although there is still a long way to go in the future, it is not difficult to inspire an Ancestral Dragon Sacred Sound.

Yun Siyao raised her leg, and when she fell, a white cloud formed under her feet, she just went all the way up, stepping on the white cloud ladder to stand in front of the water dragon.

The water dragon no longer had the hostility just now, it stared at the small Yun Siyao in front of him, as if thinking about something, he felt the same source breath from the other party. Yun Siyao stretched out his hand, and the phantom of the mighty celestial dragon behind him entered the water dragon. The water dragon's eyes slowly closed, and clouds and mists emerged from the dragon's body, covering the entire huge water dragon in an instant. .

"Huh! (It's raining! A drop of water fell on Jinguagua's nose without warning. When Jinguagua looked up, he saw heavy rain pouring down from the sky, as if the source sea that had just condensed into a water dragon was at this moment. It turned into raindrops and fell.

Only Chen Luo, the raindrops seemed to bypass him, and not a single drop fell on him.

"Little 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 injected directly into Chen Luo's mind.

This is the method of refining mountains, extracted from water dragons.

Chen Luo sensed the secret method in the water droplets, smiled slightly, sat cross-legged, folded his hands together, released the mighty red dust, and wrapped the Mount Sumeru under his feet inch by inch.

At this moment, it was raining.

One person transforms the dragon into a rain, and one person concentrates on the mountain!

Meanwhile, outside the stone house.

The demented monk finally stopped his hand, and the beast Taoist who was floating in the air finally fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Originally thought that the animal master was already fat enough, but I didn't expect that there was still room for the face to be swollen.

At this moment, the beast Taoist is dying. The slap of the demented monk is not just on his face. Every slap carries the true meaning of ancient Buddhism. A slap is equivalent to hitting the root, and now the true meaning of reincarnation has dissipated.

The demented monk stopped his hand because he felt the 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—

"Fate, fate..."

"It's good, just right..."

"Namo Amitabha!"

Demented monks don't beat Reserving Dogs, it doesn't mean Lang Feixian quits. Seeing the beast Taoist who still had a breath left, Lang Feixian flipped his wrist and a sharp sword energy formed. With the flick of Lang Feixian's fingers, it flew towards the beast Taoist with the sound of breaking the air.

"Pfft!" The sword qi shot into the brows of the beast Taoist, but Lang Feixian frowned. He felt that the sword qi did not stab the real thing. At the moment when the sword qi was about to hit, the brows of the beast Taoist suddenly annihilated into a black qi.

Immediately afterwards, the entire body of the beast Taoist was still rotten, turning into wisps of black energy, and Lang Feixian tilted his head, as did the fierce elephant, Zhu Yan, the golden-winged Dapeng, and the puppet he killed before.

"Hahahaha...Nanwu Xiangtian Demon..." A voice sounded, and the black smoke condensed in the air. The demented monk suddenly turned his head and raised his palm to hit the place shrouded in black smoke, but the black smoke condensed in order. The palm collided with the golden light handprint made by the demented monk. The demented monk took a step back, and after seeing the black smoke palm, a figure quickly condensed.

The whole body is black and red, with daggers and fangs. It was Chen Luo and his party who encountered the evil Buddha before.

The evil Buddha was hidden in the shadows and could not have come to this side, but he used the animal Daoist as a bridge to cross this layer of obstacles and stood in front of the demented monk and Lang Feixian.

"It came in time." The evil Buddha wiped his face, and instantly turned into a monk in a monk's robe with a compassionate temperament, "There is really someone who can refine the nucleus of Mount Sumeru. You and I will keep the mountain for ten thousand years in vain."

"Beast!" The demented monk opened his mouth, without anger, just two words popped out calmly.

"What the master said is wrong. One year 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 talk a lot.

"Everything is empty, good thoughts are empty, and evil thoughts are empty. Master, why are you attached?" The evil Buddha monk continued.

"Nonsense!" Lang Feixian couldn't listen anymore, anyway, the opponent was the enemy, so several sword qi appeared behind him and shot directly at the evil Buddha and monk.

Don't ask for death, just find a flaw.

The Evil Buddha monk shook his head slightly~www.mtlnovel.com~ moved slightly towards the sword qi that was shot, and instantly the sword qi seemed to be fixed and stopped in the air, and then black qi appeared on the sword qi, It actually corroded the sword energy.

"Don't worry, please sit first." The evil Buddha monk smiled and said secretly, politely.

How could Lang Feixian sit down calmly, but he felt a strange force was born in his body, making him have to sit, as if it was a matter of justice.

"Follow the law?" Lang Feixian was shocked, this is a half-sacred power!

"It's not like saying the law!" The demented monk seemed to see Lang Feixian's thoughts, and said softly, "Evil Buddha's teachings can be broken through meditation."

Just now, unknowingly, it infected Lang Feixian's mind, making Lang Feixian feel that he must sit.

This is the devil!

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