When the golden light enveloped Li Mu and Gu Qingcheng, Gu Qingcheng was startled. The body-protecting aura instantly surged out to protect himself completely. At the same time, he struggled with his skills, trying to get rid of the control of the golden light.
Li Mu whispered: "Don't struggle."
Gu Qingcheng immediately stopped struggling and let the golden light envelope him, being pulled into the door.
Their eyes blurred for a moment, but when they looked carefully, they found that they had arrived in a bluestone hall.
This hall is extremely wide, with a height of more than ten feet and a length and width of more than a hundred feet. In the center of the hall is a four-legged square tripod incense burner. At this time, the fire is blazing inside the square tripod, and the flames are shooting out more than one foot high.
In the swaying tongues of fire, you can see the shadows of two long swords swaying with the flames.
Countless tiny dragon-shaped runes shuttled through the flames, like little snakes playing in the water. The entire bluestone hall was illuminated by the firelight, giving off a layer of faint red light.
Not far behind this square tripod, lies a huge black dragon.
This giant dragon was lying in front of Li Mu. Its head was three feet high and its body must be at least a hundred feet long. Its eyes were wide open with anger, its beards were flying, its manes were standing upright, and each of its black dragon scales was the size of a table.
The blue-black light reflected under the firelight exuded an extremely strong aura of majesty.
"There really is a dragon!"
After Gu Qingcheng saw the black dragon in front of him, he said happily: "My third senior brother is just a little yellow dragon, at least a big circle smaller than this black dragon. When I was a child, I often rode my third senior brother to Tianhe to play, and now my third senior brother has gone to the East China Sea.
I haven't seen him for many years."
She took out a bronze mirror from her arms and threw it away. After the bronze mirror fell to the ground, it turned into a golden-framed light door.
Gu Qingcheng pointed at the light door: "Brother, this mirror is called the mirror door. If we are in danger, we can directly get into the light door and avoid the crisis of life and death."
When she said this, she looked up at the black dragon and walked forward slowly: "Although this dragon's momentum remains unchanged, it seems to have lost its vitality..."
Li Mu was afraid that she might make a mistake, so he followed closely beside her: "Be careful!"
At this time, he had also noticed that the black dragon was not in the right state. It did not look like a living dragon.
When he encountered six dragons in mid-air the day before yesterday, the six five-clawed golden dragons showed their astonishing aura and supernatural powers, which Li Mu will never forget.
Compared with the six golden dragons, the aura of the black dragon in front of me is not the least bit weaker.
However, the Black Dragon Water Mansion was built with such grandeur, and the Black Dragon was a dragon immortal who broke through the world and ascended. Even though its magic power is not as good as those of the six five-clawed golden dragons that pull out, the difference is not too big.
Moreover, no matter how high the cultivation level of the six golden dragons are, they are just livestock pulling carts. The black dragons in Shuifu here have been cultivating for many years before they can fly to heaven and become divine dragons. I think they will not fall to the level of pulling carts for people. In terms of momentum, they are not.
It should be weaker than the golden dragon pulling the cart.
Compared with normal people and slaves, at least there is a slight difference in their unruly and unruly momentum.
The aura of the black dragon in front of me is so weak, there must be something wrong with it, it doesn't look like a living thing.
Li Mu preceded Gu Qingcheng and came to the black dragon's body first. He focused his eyes and sensed it. After a moment, he smiled and said: "This is a dragon corpse. It has been dead for I don't know how many years."
But he immediately felt something was wrong: "If that's the case, then why did King Blackwater say that this black dragon had broken through the realm and ascended? Could it be that there was another dragon that had ascended?"
Gu Qingcheng was also curious: "Didn't it mean that the master here has ascended to the upper world? Why is his body here?"
Li Mu thought for a while, then jumped up to the top of the black dragon, inspected it carefully, and waved to Gu Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, come and see!"
Gu Qingcheng jumped onto the dragon's head, stood side by side with Li Mu, looked behind the dragon body, and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "This is actually a dragon shed?"
They couldn't see clearly what was going on down there just now, but now they could see clearly when they stood on the huge dragon head.
I saw a big crack on the back of the black dragon, from the back of the neck to the middle. It was empty, and it turned out to be an empty dragon-shaped shell.
Gu Qingcheng looked at it for a while, then laughed and said: "I thought this was a dragon god with pure blood, but it turns out that this black dragon is a dragon evolved from snakes and insects."
Li Mu was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"
Gu Qingcheng said: "Only dragons with impure bloodlines will activate their ancestral bloodline step by step during their cultivation, return to their origins, and move closer to the orthodox dragon body. During their evolution, every time they improve their bloodline, they will
You shed your original shell once, and this shedding will not disappear until you become a real dragon."
Li Mu smiled and said: "That's it. But..."
He pointed at the dragon slough: "Look at this dragon slough. The claws, beards, scales and eyes are all like a dragon. This is already a real dragon form. I'm a little confused. I have already cultivated a real dragon body.
Why is he still transforming?"
Gu Qingcheng muttered: "If it is an ordinary dragon, after cultivating into the form of a divine dragon, it will be considered a complete merit. But dragons are also divided into strong and weak. Ordinary divine dragons can only be regarded as heaven and earth spiritual beasts at best.
Although they have magical powers, they are far inferior to those of immortals. Many dragons have been captured by immortals and become mounts.
But if you become a Heavenly Dragon, a Yinglong, a Qinglong, or even practice to the level of an Ancestral Dragon, even the gods and Buddhas will have to give it a try and not dare to offend you easily."
She stared at the body of the black dragon at her feet and said slowly: "This black dragon is really powerful. After it cultivated its dragon body, it was still not satisfied with the status quo.
If you shed your original shell and float away, you have at least reached the realm of a heavenly dragon. This is already the strength of a heavenly immortal!"
Li Mu marveled: "This is an inspirational model!"
This black dragon probably has impure blood. Maybe it was just a small dragon in the beginning, or even a black fish or a black snake. It was trained step by step by it, and it went through many hardships and obstacles, and it was shed and purified again and again.
Bloodline, finally cultivated into a dragon body and became a true dragon.
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But after becoming a true dragon, he was still not satisfied with the status quo. He made further progress, shed the black dragon body, and grew into a higher-level existence. Only with such faith in cultivation and perseverance can he become a true dragon.
It is what a monk should really have.
Throughout his life, this is a classic case of grassroots struggle and counterattack. It is no exaggeration to say that he is an inspirational model in the world of cultivation.
Many monks who have become immortals and Buddhas have gone through many ups and downs before finally attaining enlightenment. There are very few people who can become immortals and Buddhas without experiencing any setbacks.
"No wonder Long Wei is so weak, but it turns out to be just a layer of dragon skin."
Li Mu stood on the dragon slough, looking at the dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon whiskers, and dragon mane, and couldn't help but feel hot in his eyes: "Qingcheng, this dragon slough is very good, I'm going to take it and refine it into a giant dragon puppet."<
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Gu Qingcheng said in surprise: "Brother, this is the relic of a real dragon. How much power do you have to make this dragon into a puppet? I'm afraid even a real immortal would have trouble doing it, right?"
Li Mu said: "Really? The remains of a true dragon are so difficult to refine?"
He leaned down and was about to peel off a piece of dragon scale, but found that the dragon scale and the dragon skin were tightly combined, and even after he lifted it, he could not peel it off.
Immediately, he took off the hairpin and shook it, turning it into a red flame divine spear. Using the spear as a crowbar, he prepared to pry open the dragon scale.
As a result, sparks flew everywhere, but the dragon scale did not move at all.
"So tough?"
Li Mu's true essence was moving, and the red flame divine spear in his hand emitted a blazing red light, deforming and twisting the void around him. The flames of the spear tip expanded and contracted, making a hissing sound.
Then the spear turned into a red lightning and inserted into the gap between the dragon scales.
Bang!
The entire dragon shed suddenly shook, and black runes quickly spread all over the dragon shed, creating a huge counterattack force that sent Li Mu flying into the air, and his arms were numb.
"Good guy!"
Li Mu put away his spear and looked at Dragon Slough from the air. He was surprised and delighted: "I didn't expect Dragon Slough to be so tough. Even if it is made into protective clothing, wouldn't it be able to block the magic weapon and flying swords?"
He landed heavily on the dragon's back, his eyes were shining with his clothes, and two fire energy instantly appeared in the gaps between several dragon scales, forming two clusters of pure Yang true fire, which clung to the gaps and burned quietly.
Gu Qingcheng was still standing aside and watching with a smile. When he was about to lend his long sword to Li Mu, he suddenly saw two clusters of flames shooting out of Li Mu's eyes and was shocked: "This... this is Chunyang True Fire? Brother Li, you actually practiced Pure Yang True Fire?"
She approached Li Mu and looked into Li Mu's eyes curiously: "Pure Yang Dao Body! You must be a Pure Yang Dao Body! Or an innate Pure Yang Dao Body!"
Gu Qingcheng yelled: "This is a short-term Taoist body that will appear in the early days of chaos, before the end of the world. How could you be this kind of Taoist body? Are you an immortal sealed in the cracks of time and space?" How is this possible? It is said that after the death of the first pure Yang Taoist body in the world, the spirit is immortal and the body lasts forever, turning into the sun today, shining on the universe. Are you the son of the sun?"
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
You can say.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When she first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time she got used to it.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a Demon Slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of its predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open, and occasionally people come in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
