Ye Shitian's whole body exerted force again, and the aura on the surface of his body became thicker again. Then, Ye Shitian clearly saw that in front of him, a white dragon made of aura gradually formed.
This white dragon is transparent and colorless, and looks like a tornado.
The appearance of this white dragon startled Ye Shitian, and there was no such record in the book.
At the same time as the white dragon appeared, Ye Shitian could feel the cyclone in his abdomen, rapidly exuding energy and spreading towards the white dragon in front of him. The white dragon was not under Ye Shitian's control and gradually floated on Ye Shitian's head.
Go up and stop, just like growing on Ye Shitian's head.
The white dragon formed by this energy cannot be seen by others, only Ye Shitian himself can feel it.
"This is..." Ye Shitian murmured in confusion.
Suddenly, a voice appeared in Ye Shitian's mind.
"The depth of martial arts is comparable to the ocean, and there is no end to learning. When the energy gathers on the top of your head, remember not to let it fall!"
Ye Shitian's body trembled violently. This was what Old Man Zheng once said to him when he first came into contact with martial arts. Ye Shitian had never been able to understand these words before, and he didn't even take them seriously. What kind of energy gathered above his head.
But at this time, when Bai Long appeared, Ye Shitian suddenly remembered these words.
Qi gathers at the top of the head, this is what Old Man Zheng said before!
Ye Shitian's expression was solemn. He forgot all about how to use spirit stones and other things recorded in the book. All his attention was now focused on the white dragon above his head.
This is something completely beyond Ye Shitian's cognition, just like something in a martial arts novel.
Ye Shitian gently shook his head. With this movement, Ye Shitian could clearly feel that the white dragon above his head was also shaking, as if it could fall down at any time.
"Remember! Don't let it go!"
The words of Old Man Zheng back then appeared in Ye Shitian's mind again. Ye Shitian had unconditional trust in Old Man Zheng. If it hadn't been for Old Man Zheng at that time, his current achievements would not have been possible.
Since Old Man Zheng mentioned this matter, Ye Shitian certainly would not ignore it. He stood up from the ground cautiously, for fear of affecting the white dragon above his head.
If anyone saw Ye Shitian like this, they would definitely laugh.
Ye Shitian now holds one hand carefully on his head, as if holding a vase on his head, and walks very slowly, taking five or six seconds to take each step step by step.
This can't be blamed on Ye Shitian's caution, because the white dragon above his head is really too fragile and will fall down if there is any slight disturbance.
Ye Shitian sat on the bed, not even daring to lie down. He was afraid that he would let the white dragon fall down if he did.
Old Man Zheng must have a point when he said he couldn't fall off, but at this time, Ye Shitian couldn't even ask questions in his mind. Old Man Zheng buried it with his own hands.
Ye Shitian just sat on the bed like this. When he didn't move, the white dragon above his head also stayed there quietly.
The appearance of this white dragon shattered Ye Shitian's original plan to study the Kung Fu all night, and he could only sit here honestly.
Now Ye Shitian still doesn't know that compared with the white dragon above his head, Zhu's skills are nothing. Even if the skills are finished, they are not as important as a single scale on the white dragon's body!
In Zhujiabao, the moonlight lingers
When the first ray of sunshine appeared in the morning, all the people in Zhujiabao walked out of the house. They were raising animals, farming, and the younger generation was practicing martial arts. Everyone had their own things to do.
"Today is a big competition within the clan. All those who meet the requirements will gather at the martial arts training ground!"
A gloomy voice resounded throughout the Zhujia Fort.
In a wooden house, Zhu Min walked out of the house proudly. He looked in the direction of Zhujiabao, his eyes full of greed.
Zhu Mao also walked out of the place where he lived and said firmly: "This time, we must achieve good results!"
Zhu Yan stepped out of the house, fully prepared for today's clan competition.
The younger generation of the Zhu family, both men and women, are working hard to recharge their batteries. Within the clan, the competition is a very important thing. The ranking in the competition determines everyone's future status in the clan, including the training they will receive.
resource.
You must know that a person's final growth is inseparable from the early resources.
The clan competition attracted much attention.
Ye Shitian in the room didn't know this. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed and one hand on his head.
"ah!"
A loud shout rang out, and this voice lingered throughout the Zhujia Fort.
This shout made Ye Shitian, who was sitting there sleeping, tremble and open his eyes.
After opening his eyes, Ye Shitian immediately touched the top of his head. When he touched the white dragon, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the white dragon was still there.
Ye Shitian didn't know how he fell asleep last night. Anyway, he just sat on the bed and didn't dare to move.
Ye Shitian gradually stood up and tentatively shook his head. He found that Bailong was much more solid compared to last night. Last night, he just moved slightly, and Bailong had a tendency to fall. Now he walks normally.
Neither shaking nor shaking will affect Bailong.
Seeing this, Ye Shitian relaxed a lot. God knows what is going on with this white dragon. If it stays on top of his head and makes Ye Shitian have to be careful every day, then life will be really tiring. Now it's not bad, the white dragon can do whatever he wants.
As time goes by, it will become more solid and it will not affect your normal life in the future.
Ye Shitian pushed open the door. The moment the door opened, a burst of fresh air hit his nostrils. Ye Shitian took a deep breath. The air in the mountains was not polluted at all. After taking a breath, his mind felt much clearer.
Another burst of shouting spread towards the valley. Ye Shitian looked in the direction of the shouting and could just see the huge martial arts training ground in front of the Zhujiabao Gate.
At this time, the area around the martial arts training ground was full of people, and two young men were fighting in the martial arts training ground. The sound came from the martial arts training ground.
Ye Shitian looked curiously at the martial arts training ground and walked over. He held his head with one hand. Although he could walk normally now, Ye Shitian still held it subconsciously.
Ye Shitian came to the martial arts training ground and found that the first elder and the second elder of the Zhu family were here, sitting on the main seat. Zhu Ya, the head of the Zhu family, and the middle-aged men and women at yesterday's dinner table were also here.
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"Brother Ye, you are here."
Zhu Mao walked over from the side.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ye Shitian glanced at Zhu Mao suspiciously. Zhu Mao's face was covered in bruises and he was very embarrassed.
Zhu Mao sighed, "I lost the competition. I thought I could be in the top ten, but I didn't expect that I overestimated myself."