In the deep darkness, a strange fluctuation appeared on Meng Xiang's body, and then his whole body completely disappeared, as if he had completely integrated into the darkness.

When Meng Xiang appeared again, he had already arrived in a strange space, very small, less than a mile in circle. He looked around, reached out his hand, waved his hand gently, and made a scattering action, as if he had sprinkled something out of his hand, but he saw nothing.

About ten seconds after Meng Xiang waved his hand, a huge change occurred in the narrow space. First, the space became larger rapidly, like a balloon with a large amount of air blown in. It stopped until it reached a radius of hundreds of miles. Secondly, there were many traces of the inner wall of the space vaguely appearing, making it extremely strong.

Meng Xiang sat cross-legged in the middle of the spherical space, floating there in the air, motionless, as if there was a flat and solid ground under him. He slowly closed his eyes, and then a strange wave emanated from his body.

Slowly, Meng Xiang's figure disappeared, but soon he slowly appeared again, first with his head, then his upper body, then his lower body, and finally his feet. He sat down slowly, and a strange aura was slightly different from before he disappeared.

Time passed quickly, but Meng Xiang did not move at all, as if he had turned into a statue. However, as time passed, a magical aura appeared on his body, and it became stronger and stronger. Finally, it even manifested, turning into circles of yellow ripples, slowly spreading around, one after another, endlessly.

I don’t know how long it took, a strange layer of light suddenly appeared on Meng Xiang’s eyebrows, which was yellow/colored, but it didn’t look haggard. It was the color of autumn, revealing a full and heavy feeling of heaviness, and it was the atmosphere of harvest.

Then, the strange yellow color began to spread from Meng Xiang's face to his body. In a short while, he was shrouded in a golden light, and then the light continued to seep into his body, like water poured on the sand, seeping in quickly, silently.

As his body absorbed more and more light, his whole person was also quietly changing, gradually revealing a perfect smell, as if his body was developing towards a perfect state, emitting a strange beauty. If someone looked at him, he would be deeply attracted by him. This had nothing to do with appearance, but a desire and yearning for perfect things.

The treasure is solemn, and it is really suitable for this word to be used on Meng Xiang. After a while, golden patterns slowly emerged on the surface of Meng Xiang's body, and it became clearer and clearer. It was a dragon scale pattern, compact and compact, leaving no blind spots, showing extremely powerful defense ability.

Ang! With a loud dragon roar, a golden dragon flew out from Meng Xiang's arms, circling around Meng Xiang, stirring up circles of golden air waves, like a surging tide, spreading away, hitting the edge of Meng Xiang's space, making a dull sound, as if the whole space was trembling.

While circling around Meng Xiang, the golden dragon opened its mouth from time to time and sprayed a bright golden light at Meng Xiang. Gradually, his body was wrapped in a large ball of golden light, and then the golden light began to seep into Meng Xiang's body.

As Meng Xiang continued to absorb the golden light, the dragon scales on the body began to transform from illusion to entity, and gradually turned into physical dragon scales. The scale armor had wonderful textures and patterns. The scale armor was locked and clenched, regardless of each other, and was integrated, revealing an extremely solid aura.

As the golden dragon scales filled Meng Xiang's whole body, a strange aura also exuded his body, which was a terrifying and inviolable aura, with an indestructible majesty, just as if he had turned into an ancient dragon.

At the same time, the golden dragon hovering around Meng Xiang became weaker and weaker, and its body became more and more illusory, just as if it was about to disappear, but it continued to spray golden light at Meng Xiang to ensure that he could be wrapped in the golden light all the time.

About an hour later, the golden dragon finally reached its limit. After spraying a golden light that was almost light enough to see the color at Meng Xiang, its body quietly shattered and turned into countless small golden light spots, flashing like a group of golden fireflies, dancing around him, very beautiful.

Then, the golden small light spots flew towards Meng Xiang one after another. When he touched his body, it was like raindrops falling on the dry land, and it seeped in in an instant without leaving any trace. After Meng Xiang absorbed the small light spots, the dragon scales on his body also began to produce brilliant golden light.

Gradually, as the golden light emitted from Meng Xiang's body became brighter and brighter, a shadow of a golden dragon appeared, and it was vaguely the golden dragon that had just broken, but its eyes had already emitted a joyful light, no longer as solemn as before.

When the last small golden light spot merged into Meng Xiang's body, the golden dragon that appeared in the golden light raised its head and let out a long roar. Although there was no sound, a circle of light golden sound waves still rushed out of its mouth and spread rapidly, instantly hitting the space barrier where Meng Xiang was. Although a clear shadow of Taoist patterns appeared on the space barrier in time, forming a barrier covering the entire inner wall of the space blocking it, some golden light waves still passed out.

The long roar was over, and the dragon in the golden light looked at Meng Xiang last, his eyes full of satisfaction. Then he turned around and turned into a faint golden light and shot straight towards Meng Xiang's chest, aimed at the position of his heart and drilled in, disappearing without a trace.

After the golden dragon entered Meng Xiang's heart, the golden light emitted from the dragon scales on his body gradually faded away until it was completely digested, leaving only the dragon scale pattern. Then the dragon scales on Meng Xiang's body slowly disappeared and turned into the dragon scale pattern. Finally, even the dragon scale pattern disappeared under his skin.

Although Meng Xiang's characteristics about dragons still disappeared, the dragon power emitted from him did not disappear at all. Moreover, as his breathing, it turned into a circle of faint golden ripples and spread around with his body as the center.

As time passed, the dragon power emitted from Meng Xiang's body gradually became lighter, until it disappeared in the end. No, it was not disappeared, but it was all taken into his body. Without the use of the dragon power, Meng Xiang returned to his usual appearance, but if he felt it carefully, he would find that his body actually contained extremely powerful power, just like he had become a sleeping dragon, and once he was awakened, it would be shocked.

Suddenly, Meng Xiang slowly opened his eyes and emitted a golden light. He could vaguely see the golden dragon swimming in his pupils. However, soon the dragon shadow and the golden light disappeared completely, and his black pupils returned to their black pupils, which were clearly black and white, as warm as water, and could not even see a trace of blood.

Meng Xiang stood up and suddenly a crisp sound rang out on his body. What's amazing is that when all the sounds were connected, it turned into a long dragon roar, showing the majesty and dominance of the ancient divine beasts.

After moving his hands and feet, punching several times, and practicing the knife for a while, Meng Xiang's movements became more and more coordinated, and he completed some difficult movements more easily than before. Even some movements that were not easy to perform in the past became unhappy.

A satisfied smile appeared on Meng Xiang's face, and then he walked to the middle of the space where he was, which was where he meditated before, sat cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes again.

Suddenly, a colorful light appeared on Meng Xiang's head, and then separated from each other, with a total of six balls, floating on top of his head at a certain position. Gradually, the colorful light balls began to grow larger and larger, and finally each one had ten feet in a circle before it stopped increasing.

After the light ball stopped growing, they all appeared distorted. Then a colorful light spot appeared in the middle of the light ball, which became larger and larger, and their real situation also appeared. There were six big trees, each of which was the same color as the light ball wrapped around it.

If someone has seen Meng Xiang's Taoist tree, you will definitely see at a glance that the six big trees appear in the colored light ball are Meng Xiang's Taoist trees. However, at this time, they have undergone tremendous changes. Many of the flowers on the tree have withered, but instead they are a small fruit.

Although the fruits are very small, many of them are only the size of fingers, or even smaller, and the largest one is only the size of a pigeon egg, the information they reveal is very clear. Meng Xiang has entered the Taoist fruit stage and has reached the peak of the practitioners in Tongtian Realm.

Perhaps compared to those practitioners who had already entered the Taoist fruit stage, Meng Xiang seemed to be more immature at this time, but compared with the Taoist flower stage, there was indeed a qualitative change in his body. He had already passed the level blocking him, and there was a smooth road behind him. As long as he practiced, it was at least the case when he entered the spiritual world.

After the six Taoist trees appeared above Meng Xiang's head, a golden light radiated from his eyebrows again, but this time it did not wrap his whole body, but turned into six strands, covering the six Taoist trees, just like a long drought and rain, which was soon absorbed by the Taoist trees.

The golden lights were transported to the Taoist flowers and the fruits they had just produced using the branches of the Taoist tree as the transmission channel. After absorbing the golden light, the Taoist flowers gathered together in the part of the stamens, forming a small ball, flashing slightly with soft light, as if they were nurturing something.

The petals that had not yet withered also emitted light, like running water, and were input into the ball in the middle of the stamen. However, as time passed, the lace became more and more dry, and some had fallen down, but before it could fall to the ground, it had completely broken and turned into fine powder.

After absorbing the golden light, the fruit exudes a halo corresponding to the colorful light covering the Taoist tree, like breathing, it retracts and releases. However, as long as you look carefully, you will find that they are all growing. Although the speed is very slow, they are indeed growing. In time, they will definitely grow into ripe fruits.

The golden light in Meng Xiang's eyebrows continued to radiate, providing all the fruits and flowers on the six Taoist trees. I don't know if there was too much golden light that needed to be transported. As time went by, a trace of tiredness gradually appeared on Meng Xiang's face, but he still had no intention of stopping.

Just as Meng Xiang's face became more and more tired, a gentle wave appeared on the space barrier above his head, like a leaf falling on the water, carrying a faint ripples, and then a human head emerged from the middle of the ripples.

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