Chapter 7 The Gift of the Flood Dragon Clan: Dragon Armor Art!)
"The emperor is dead, and the Ming Dynasty will soon die." Zhang Wuji looked at the pile of scum on the ground, sighed slightly, and felt a little emotional.
After all, the Ming Dynasty was a dynasty that he and Ding Zheng personally established. Although it is like this now, there are various reasons.
But after the establishment of Ming Dynasty, he and Ding Zheng had a lot of relationship.
"You can build another one." Ding Zheng smiled and glanced at Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji just shook his head.
When Ding Zheng left, Zhang Wuji thought it was a promotion, so he directly gave up the throne to Zhu Chongba.
After that, he lived in seclusion on Binghuo Island until now.
At this time, he could predict Daming's fate in the future, and it must be said that his heart was still quite heavy.
But that's all.
Today, Zhang Wuji has completely embarked on the path of a cultivator.
The change of human dynasties can no longer stir up much disturbance in Zhang Wuji's heart.
"I thought Master you had ascended back then, but I didn't expect to see you again." Zhang Wuji moved his eyes away from the emperor's remains, looked at Ding Zheng, and his tone became even more emotional.
Like an old man.
Zhang Wuji has been living on Binghuo Island these years.
The sons were either sent away when they reached adulthood or stayed on the island to grow old.
Several wives also gradually left.
In the end, he became completely alone.
Now that I see Ding Zheng, an old friend, it is normal to feel a little emotional.
"I didn't ascend, I just returned to where I should be." Ding Zheng didn't mean to deceive Zhang Wuji.
After all, Zhang Wuji should have already understood the basic situation of the Three Realms from the old white ape.
Moreover, Ding Zheng does not need to use something as mysterious as ascension to increase his halo.
It is enough to have strength,
"I originally thought that Master will never grow old, but I never thought that your head would turn gray one day. We, Master and Disciple, are still so destined." Suddenly, Zhang Wuji looked at Ding Zheng and said with a smile.
When Ding Zheng heard this, his eyes widened immediately and he laughed: "What are you thinking, my good disciple, we are different."
"Isn't it true?" Zhang Wuji looked at the top of Ding Zheng's head and reached out to touch his own white hair.
"Of course not, I'm golden!" Ding Zheng didn't bother to explain and directly entered the zombie form.
Zhang Wuji looked at Ding Zheng's blond hair that suddenly grew longer on his head and the golden exoskeleton growing out of his joints, and his eyes immediately widened in surprise.
"this……"
Zhang Wuji was stunned and didn't react for a long time.
After a moment, he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.
The unabashed power exuding from Ding Zheng at this time was enough to make him sure.
He is definitely no match for Ding Zheng.
Zhang Wuji originally thought that he had made amazing progress in the past few hundred years.
Even if he loses to Ding Zheng, I'm afraid the difference won't be too big.
I came here this time with the idea of having another fight with Ding Zheng.
Only now did he realize that he had thought too much.
Ding Zheng had long forgotten Zhang Wuji's disrespect for his teacher.
Now that Zhang Wuji had helped him complete the task, he would not take the opportunity to seek revenge.
So I immediately took away my zombie form, and was about to go back and think about how to use the last three months to make more money, but I was suddenly stunned, and then turned my head to look at the horizon in the distance.
A huge dragon was flying rapidly from high altitude.
Then he slowly fell in front of Ding Zheng, transformed into a human form, and respectfully gave Ding Zheng a fist: "Thank you, my benefactor!"
The gift from the dragon has arrived?
Ding Zheng's eyes lit up and he quickly helped the other person up.
…
The reverse scales and dragon horns of the dragon clan were hidden far away by Cihang Pudu.
Therefore, the clan leader asked other clansmen to search first, while he returned and thanked Ding Zheng.
For more than a year, Ding Zheng worked so hard to save the Jiaolong clan.
The dragons all saw it.
Moreover, Ding Zheng clearly has the ability to control souls, but he allows them to be reborn at will.
This moved the Jiaolong clan even more.
Although I don't know what all this is for.
But the Jiaolong clan, who had been imprisoned by Cihang Pudu for more than a hundred years, no longer need to express their gratitude to Ding Zheng.
A heart-to-heart conversation.
After Ding Zheng Dayi solemnly said a few good words, Chief Jiaolong finally got into the meaty act.
After regaining his true form, Dragon Claw slowly pulled out a piece of dragon scale from his neck.
Then it was handed to Ding Zheng.
"This is..." Ding Zheng quickly took it. Although his face was full of shock, he was a little speechless in his heart.
Is such a small piece of dragon scale a gift from the dragon clan?
Too shabby?
It looked at the thousands of scales on the opponent's body.
I almost spit it out.
"This is my dragon clan's body refining technique, dragon armor technique!"
At this moment, the leader of the Dragon Clan on the other side finally spoke up.
Ding Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up.
As a big-muscled gorilla, he likes body training the most.
It’s just... where is the technique?
Ding Zheng picked up the scales and put them in front of his eyes. Sure enough, he saw that the scales were densely covered with writings.
Or traditional Chinese characters.
Ding Zheng's eyes suddenly widened.
"I originally thought that the dragon clan would be extinct in the hands of that centipede spirit. Therefore, carving the most precious skills left to us by the dragon clan on every scale, waiting for the destined person, can be regarded as leaving something for the dragon clan."
"I was saved by my benefactor today, so I should take out this exercise and dedicate it to my benefactor."
Chief Jiaolong continued to explain, and the people beside him, Old Bai Yuan, Sun Bai, and Zhang Wuji, immediately turned their attention to Chief Jiaolong after hearing the words.
The look in his eyes made Chief Jiaolong's body feel cold, and he immediately transformed into a human form, and then said: "Of course, I will also wipe off the skills on the other scales later."
"However, it takes a lot of time for foreigners to practice the Dragon Armor Technique. Therefore, even if the centipede spirit has obtained this technique, it has not achieved anything in more than a hundred years."
"However, there is a way to speed up this process, and that is the blood of the ancestral dragon!"
"Ancestral dragon blood?" Ding Zheng and the old white ape behind him all widened their eyes and were a little surprised.
As soon as you hear the word Zulong, you will know that it is extraordinary.
"Yes, if you don't have dragon blood, you can practice Dragon Armor with half the effort, but with the blood of the ancestral dragon, you can get twice the result with half the effort!"
The leader of the Jiaolong clan sighed: "When the ancestors of the Dragon clan entered the heaven, we, the Jiaolong clan who had not yet become dragons, could only stay in the mortal world. The ancestors of the Dragon clan gave us the dragon armor skill that only real dragons can practice, and a drop of the blood of the ancestor dragon, just to let us
We have found a real dragon emperor in the mortal world to help him cultivate, and he will be blessed by the destiny of the country and ensure that our dragon clan will have no worries for a thousand years."
"But the Centipede Spirit didn't know where he got the news, so he set up a plan to imprison our clan, intending to use our clan's methods to make it become a dragon and establish a demon kingdom."
"But it doesn't know that it is impossible to establish a demon kingdom. As long as the heaven exists, the heaven will never be destroyed. If it is not recognized by the heaven, the demon kingdom will only be punished by heaven."
"At the same time, it doesn't know about the ancestral dragon blood."
The leader of the Jiaolong clan looked at Ding Zheng: "The blood of the ancestral dragon is certainly precious, but for our Jiaolong clan, becoming a dragon is only a matter of time, and the blood of the ancestral dragon can only increase our cultivation."
"Now that we have suffered this catastrophe, we, the Dragon Clan, have decided to remain anonymous and stop doing those big things. Therefore, we plan to give this drop of ancestral dragon blood to our benefactor."
Chief Jiaolong’s tone was very sincere.
Ding Zheng also felt a little emotional after hearing this.
It's really hard to be imprisoned for more than a hundred years.
No wonder these dragons have completely lost their energy.
You know, back then Sun Wukong was only imprisoned for five hundred years.
This is not just a bunch of numbers.
It is a double torture to the body and soul.
"Since the patriarch is so righteous, I will accept it. The patriarch does not need to be called a benefactor. After all, I am an orangutan. Just call me Ding Zheng."
After years of training, Ding Zheng is still thick-skinned.
Otherwise, the United States would not have been able to cheat on the nuclear bomb and run away.
Now that the leader of the Jiaolong clan wants to give the blood of the ancestral dragon, he naturally has no reason to refuse and directly agrees.
"However." Ding Zheng changed the topic to the dragon scale in his hand, "This dragon scale is too small. It seems that the technique is too troublesome. Chief, can you write a paper version for me to take a look at?
It can be destroyed and it will never be spread outside."
The leader of the Jiaolong clan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
After laughing, he explained: "It's my fault that I didn't explain it clearly. Maybe my benefactor doesn't know what my Dragon Clan's Dragon Armor Technique is, right?"
"I would like to hear the details." Ding Zheng said.
Chief Jiaolong smiled: "Don't you think, my benefactor, that we have been locked here for more than a hundred years without eating or drinking, how can we persevere?"
"Is it because of the Dragon Armor Kung Fu?" Ding Zheng asked.
"That's right!" Chief Jiaolong looked very proud, "My clan's Dragon Armor practice, to put it simply, is to condense all the energy of the body's flesh and blood into scales."
"These scales not only have extremely high defensive power, but also contain energy that can replenish the body at any time."
"And this technique is also very suitable for the benefactor."
"In the past year, we have never seen our benefactor turn into a human form. Although such a huge body is majestic, it also has many inconveniences."
"The dragon armor skill can also help the benefactor eliminate this inconvenience."
"The centipede spirit learned some chapters of the Dragon Armor Technique to be able to control the size of the body. The secret that the benefactor had always wanted to get from the centipede spirit was only a part of the Dragon Armor Technique, and the effect was not very good.
"
"Only by cultivating the Dragon Armor Technique can you have the best effect. You can stretch it as you wish, and it can be as big or small as you like."
"So, this dragon scale that records the skills can naturally become larger or smaller. I will tell my benefactor the secret to controlling the scales right away!"
Chief Jiaolong said with a smile.
It still has great respect for the top skills in its family.
Of course, there are still many things that Chief Jiaolong has not said about the Dragon Armor Technique.
For example, the energy in these scales can be controlled at will. If you want to store it in the scales, you can store it in the scales, and if you want to return it to the body, you can return it to the body.
When stored in scales, the body naturally shrinks and the scales' defense is greatly increased.
When returning to the physical path, the body will naturally return to its original state. While the defense is reduced, the strength can be fully exerted.
It is similar to the Ba Ti that Ding Zheng obtained from Ning Caichen.