The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

The old man who was dying and weak to the point of dying couldn't help coughing and panting.

The breath on his body gradually rose again.

He was the lamp that was about to go out.

Now inside the oil lamp, a few drops of lamp oil have been added again.

As a result, his flame became brighter again.

"It really worked."

Zhuang Ming looked down at the dull eyes of the old man, gradually recovering some turbid light, nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied in his heart.

His sip was naturally no ordinary saliva.

This is the dragon saliva spit out by the real dragon in the dantian, and it is the legendary holy medicine for healing.

And the dragon saliva comes from the meridian, spit out from the mouth, it seems to be his saliva.

Of course, in reality, he and the real dragon are one, and this dragon saliva is indeed his saliva.

Dragon saliva is different from the blood essence of the dragon race. The blood essence of the dragon race consumes the essence and damages the foundation, but the dragon saliva does not damage the foundation. It only needs to consume the mana of the dragon race, which is fused with mana and contains vitality. Therefore, it is a holy medicine for healing.

Fundamentally speaking, the loss of the old man's life essence is due to the technique of heart fire burning the way, which stimulates the potential and hurts the root cause.

And the dragon saliva made his injuries recover a little bit, so the old man was no longer dying, and could continue to linger on.

In fact, the dragon saliva does not prolong life, but only heals wounds.

As Zhuang Ming expected, the old man could probably continue to survive for half a year in his current state.

"With the blood essence of the dragon clan, his decayed old body probably won't be able to bear it."

Zhuang Ming thought like this, for the ancient dragon clan, bestowing dragon saliva as a gift is just like performing a Taoist spell, which only consumes a little mana, and it is the holy medicine for healing in the eyes of all clans.

But bestowing the essence and blood of the dragon race requires depleting the origin, and it is usually bestowed on a foreign race so that it has the blood of the dragon race.

Sometimes it is bestowed on the descendants of the dragon clan whose bloodlines have been thinned from generation to generation, or whose bloodlines are mixed, so as to increase their bloodlines.

Occasionally, there are powerful dragons who dote on some pure-blooded dragon descendants whose cultivation is still shallow, and will bestow blood essence to improve their cultivation.

But to Zhuang Ming, there is not much difference between blood essence and dragon saliva, both of which can be solved by eating more, but there is a difference between eating more and eating less, so there are no too many scruples.

It's just that this old man, although powerful, is too old after all, and now he is almost dead, and he can't bear it at all, otherwise he can try to turn him into a dragon guard.

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And behind Zhuang Ming.

The complexion of Master Ziyan, who was in the God Confinement Technique, changed, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Master really recovered his breath?

Does Zhuang Ming really have such means?

He originally thought that what could prolong the life of Zengfeng Zhenxuan should be a unparalleled treasure, but it was absolutely impossible for Zhuang Ming to use such an unrivaled treasure for the two defeated masters and disciples.

But I never thought that Zhuang Ming just spit out a mouthful of saliva and saved the master.

This is simply unimaginable, and it is beyond the cognition of the person in power of the Taoist ancestral family.

Just a sip of saliva is the most precious treasure?

A sense of absurdity rose in Ziyan's heart.

But the shock in his heart has not yet returned to calm, but Zhuang Ming has turned around and walked towards him.

"Your master has recovered three points of vitality, and you can live a little longer."

Zhuang Ming's tone was calm, and he said gently: "When Zhuang does something, he wants to keep his word, and he will do what he says, and he never breaks his word."

Master Ziyan fell silent immediately, and immediately said: "As long as you can fulfill your promise, I will know everything and say everything."

When he said this, a self-deprecating expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This trip was originally high-spirited, but I never thought that I would be so embarrassed.

The dignified Immortal Sect leader, a powerful practitioner in the world, has always been majestic and magnificent, and the scenery is unparalleled. Never thought that if he set foot on the Yin Mountain, he would fall to such a point?

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"Where did these two Taoism come from?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"It comes from the foundation of my school of Ziyan Temple." The master of Ziyan Temple replied.

"What is the foundation of the school?" Zhuang Ming asked again.

"It is said that 8,000 years ago, my patriarch Ziyan Temple was a wandering sorcerer who collected herbs and practiced medicine. Later, in the mountains, he accidentally got a stone tablet. Because of picking herbs, he injured his palm and blood stained it. Immediately, a fairy The old man with a strong character, manifested." The master of Ziyan Temple hesitated for a while, and then slowly said, in fact, the legend about Ziyan Temple is widely circulated in the world, and it is not a secret.

"An old man with a sense of immortality?" Zhuang Ming thought for a while and said, "And then?"

"This old man passed down a practice, only saying that the heavens were in turmoil, and the immortals were at the end of their kalpas. After that, they turned into rays of light and disappeared." Ziyan Guanzhu said.

"Then this stele became the foundation of Ziyan Temple?" Zhuang Ming pondered.

"That's right." Ziyan Guanzhu said: "The first patriarch realized from it is the cultivation method bestowed by the ancestor of the immortal family. It has been handed down to this day, and it is still the foundation of my Ziyan temple. After that, the founding patriarch cultivated to In the Realm of True Profound Realm, the establishment of a sect is the current Ziyan Temple."

"And then?" Zhuang Ming continued to ask.

"After thousands of years, the first patriarch has cultivated to the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan." Ziyan Guanzhu looked complicated, and said: "The patriarch of the founding school at that time was already the number one practitioner in the world, but he still had a lot of good relationships and was willing to give advice to everyone. Fang practitioners are respected as holy masters by the world, and even in the end, all the teachers have benefited a lot, and they all hold the disciple's gift to my ancestor Ziyan Temple, so my first ancestor of Ziyan Temple became the teacher of the world, In the later years of the first generation of patriarchs, Ziyan Temple was elected as the ancestral court of Taoism! Even today, the methods, Taoism, root direction, etc. practiced by various sects are deeply influenced by the inheritance of Ziyan Temple Influence."

"So that's how it is." Zhuang Ming mused in his heart, he thought that the ancestral court of the Taoist sect of Ziyan Temple was the birthplace of the Taoist sect in the world, but there was another legendary story, he thought of this, and asked: "What about the stone tablet? "

"..." Master Ziyan fell silent immediately.

"You don't want to say?" Zhuang Ming smiled lightly.

"It's in the Ziyan temple." The Ziyan temple master suddenly sighed and responded.

"Only realized two kinds of Taoism?" Zhuang Ming joked with a half-smile on his face.

"..." Ziyan Guanzhu was silent for a moment, and continued: "There are not only two Taoisms, but I, Ziyan Temple, the sages of the past, have realized three Taoisms from it."

"Then do you think there are only three Taoism techniques in the stele?" Zhuang Ming asked again.

"This is beyond what I can know." Ziyan Guanzhu said in a deep voice: "I have taken over the sect, and I have also controlled the foundation of this sect, but so far I still have nothing, maybe only these three Taoism. "

"But according to my inference, maybe there may not be only three kinds of Taoism." Zhuang Ming said flatly.

"Maybe." Master Ziyan did not refute, nor did he say much, but another worry arose in his heart.

"The stone tablet is indeed mysterious and unparalleled, but how do you confirm that it is a thing from the heaven?" Zhuang Ming said indifferently: "Even I have never heard of the legend of the heaven."

"You have reached your level of practice, but you don't even know the legends of the heavens?" Temple Master Ziyan was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it.

"What legends are there in the heavens?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"It is said that there are immortals and gods there." Ziyan Guanzhu said: "It is said that 60,000 years ago, the avenue was unimpeded, the true mystery and nine seals, united to reach the sky, immediately passed through the gate of heaven, cast a tripod and became an immortal, and then Xiaju flew up. "

"Xiaju soars?" Zhuang Ming frowned.

"Break the void, Xiaju ascends, and ranks among the immortals. This is the desire of countless practitioners in the world." The Lord Ziyan looked up at the sky, and sighed: "There are many legends about the ancient times in the world, and there are many legends about Xiaju ascending and breaking into pieces." The legend of the void, and even rumors that there are gods and gods who occasionally come to this world, but they are all legends recorded in ancient books..."

"Legend?" Zhuang Ming frowned slightly. When he was in Dongzhou, he had never heard of such a legend. He just knew that above Zhenxuan, it was Zhu Ding Cheng Xian, but he had never heard of it. The characters will shatter the void, and Xiaju will fly away.

"Besides..." Ziyan Guanzhu said in a deep voice: "The first patriarch cultivated to the peak of the true profound realm, thinking about the phantom of the old man that appeared on the stone tablet back then, his mind was still swaying and he could not calm down. According to his last words before his death, the stone tablet The old ancestor above, it seems that he only needs to exhale a breath, and it is enough to destroy the powerful figure of Zhenxuan Nine Seals."

"During the breath, destroying the Zhenxuan Nine Seals, such power should indeed be possessed by the Immortal God Zhuding."

Zhuang Ming pondered and said, "I want to see the stele myself."

Zi Yanguan's complexion changed slightly.

When he revealed the existence of the stele.

He knew there would be such a result.

This person will definitely be tempted by the stele involving the inheritance of the heavens.

But after hearing this sentence, his heart still sank.

Is the immortal inheritance of Ziyan Temple about to be destroyed in the hands of his generation of headmasters?

Losing the inheritance of the heavens, Ziyan Temple lost its greatest support.

Besides, this person may not be a soft-hearted person. It is not inconceivable that he would go on a killing spree and wipe out Ziyan Temple in order to cover up the news about the celestial stele.

Zi Yan looked at the inside and outside, and there was no way to stop a powerful existence like him.

In other words, in this world, there is no practitioner who can stop this person's footsteps.

"Who are you?"

The master of Ziyan Temple finally couldn't help speaking, and said in a deep voice: "Every one of your Taoism is far better than any Taoism in the world, exquisite and mysterious, compared to my Ziyan Temple from the inheritance of the heavens. The secret techniques are not inferior, even worse..."

What he said was to save some face for himself.

The fighting skills just now are not inferior?

Ziyan Temple is proud of it, and it is arrogant to the secret technique inherited by practitioners in the world. It is almost useless, and it is instantly defeated by the opponent's Taoism.

Hearing this, Zhuang Ming just laughed and said, "You will know later."

He put his hands behind his back, and his heart moved slightly.

Zi Yan's words seemed to arouse some thoughts in him.

He probably understood what it was all about.

But before he could straighten it out, he raised his eyebrows and looked in another direction.

In that direction, a ray of light came in an instant.

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