Ever since the resentful spirit of the black dragon specialized in ghost cultivation in the Hualong Pond, ghost energy had accumulated in the Hualong Pond, and there was a group of dragon-loving insects specifically targeting the dragon clan. After the people in the Dragon Palace lost several senior officials, they broke off with the clansmen imprisoned at the bottom of the pond.
Contacted.
The Dragon Palace's Divine Dragon Token only has a suppressive effect on the dragon clan. Ao Feng secretly took the Divine Dragon Token this time. He originally wanted to wait for Wuxu to rush through the dragon-loving insect swarm, and then use the Divine Dragon Token in his hand to recruit people.
The imprisoned master of the clan
They swore allegiance and opened the seal. Who would have thought that all of these people of the same race would actually become ghost cultivators! However, although these people of the same race at the bottom of the pool are still in the form of dragons, they have entered the ghost realm. The so-called different paths between humans and ghosts have little effect on them.
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Therefore, when Ao Feng saw the Shenlong Order, these "comrades" swore in the dragon language, and he was completely unguarded. He only felt that the big thing was decided. If he was not careful, he was attacked and plotted before he could activate the function of the Shenlong Order to protect the Lord. Now he was no longer there.
Know where you are.
Don't worry about Ao Feng, Wuxu is now at the mouth of a dragon, his life hanging by a thread.
The suction force coming from the dark mouth of the dragon's head was extraordinary. Although Wuxu reacted and his spiritual consciousness entered the Mandala Dharma Realm, his physical body and Dharma Realm were sucked in together.
The Mandala Dharma Realm is a realm of its own, and those that can be attracted by interference are naturally similar things. Presumably these ghost dragons took advantage of Ao Feng to be deceived and activated the Shenlong Order to open the seal, and acted together to use the Dragon Palace barrier
The power of the seal captured him.
In the Mandala Dharma Realm, Wuxu's spiritual consciousness has already absorbed his physical body into the Dharma Realm. At the same time, he is holding the sea sound conch given by Guanyin Bodhisattva. While recalling the scene just now, he is observing the situation outside and planning to enter the sea by himself as a last resort.
In the Yinluo Dojo.
The outside world is a huge cave, shrouded in black mist, with jagged rocks, and yellow hot gas rising from the ground. Among the black and yellow water vapor, dozens of black people stand sparsely and clearly.
On the outermost surface of the clothed man, some scales can still be seen vaguely on his body.
In the middle, several old men with long beards gathered around a man who looked like a boy and had a gloomy face. But they saw that man dancing quickly with his hands, constantly raising a black ball floating on his chest, instilling mana.
There was a golden light on the surface of the black ball, and a golden dragon was faintly roaring and circling. But after a while, the golden light gradually faded away, and the black ball gradually stopped shaking.
Then I heard the seven-inch-tall boy slowly withdrawing his hand and said with a sad smile, "Back then, Ao Bai injured my inner elixir. I didn't expect that today Ao Tuo will use his inner elixir to defeat Shenlong Ling with his youngest son."
And trapped!”
Aobai? The current Dragon King’s name is taboo. When Wuxu heard this person’s words, he knew that this person should have had a grudge with the current Dragon King. And he could only be injured internally by the Dragon King with the help of the Dragon Palace barrier in his hand, using the Divine Dragon Order.
The elixir is sealed here, and those who are still immortal are probably at least true spirit monks.
When Wuxu thought of this, his heart sank.
At this time, Ao Tuo glanced towards the direction of Wuxu Mandala Dharma Realm. He let out a sigh and said, "I wonder why you were able to rush to the bottom of the pond this time. It turns out that one of you has cultivated the Mandala Dharma Realm."
Monk!"
With every word he said, Wuxu felt the boundless pressure increase by one point in the Mandala Dharma Realm. In the end, Wuxu, who was in the Dharma Realm with his hands forming the Mingwang Immovable Seal, could not hold on and crossed his legs to form the seal.
As soon as the body is dispersed, the mandala dharma realm will appear.
The secret path of enlightenment is terrible. The current situation is that if I don't take the initiative to come out, or the Mandala Dharma Realm will appear, and its Buddha light will always be in contact with the surrounding black mist, just like when I came before, the light will be swallowed up by the darkness, and I will die without a burial.
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Unexpectedly, at this time, Ao Tuo had already finished speaking quickly, and the pressure on the Dharma Realm suddenly disappeared. At the same time, a piece of black scales, shining with cold light, flew out from the Dharma Realm, exuding an aura of vicissitudes, faintly
There is a dragon shadow flying.
Black Dragon Order!? Someone in the cave screamed.
The flying dragon shadow on the black scales gradually formed a black figure, majestic and powerful.
Wuxu could clearly see in the Dharma Realm that this black figure was exactly the same as the black dragon envoy he had encountered some time ago.
Suddenly there was a roar, and most of the men in black in the cave knelt down.
Then I heard the black figure say, "Those who hold this order are of the same kind, and you should not be neglected." Then, it gradually disappeared. It was obviously an image left by the black dragon envoy in advance.
Wuxu never imagined that since that day, because of his identity as the Black Dragon Envoy of this generation, and considering his own situation, he made a half-perfunctory and half-serious promise, that this generation of Black Dragon Envoy would actually have such a plan, and today he is so suitable for the situation.
The men in black who had knelt before stood up and looked at Ao Tuo and others in the middle. Ao Tuo then smiled and said, "It turns out that the master was sent by the Black Dragon Envoy. I wonder why Ao Feng actually holds the Dragon Order and is so confident.
He barged in. I was rude just now and asked the master to show up."
At this time, Wuxu also became cruel. He put his right hand on his chest, holding the Black Dragon Token, and his left hand on his back, holding the sea conch. He slowly walked out of the air, bowed to Ao Tuo and everyone, and said, "Amitabha, you are so good.
Very good. The young monk Wuxu has met all fellow Taoists."
When the men in black saw the black scales in Wuxu's hand, they were as happy as if they were seeing relatives. They gathered around and knelt down and kowtowed.
You must know that this black dragon order has been hidden by the black dragon envoy. It is obviously the scales on the black dragon. These men in black were formerly dragons and entered the ghost realm. However, they were very concerned about the upper realm black dragons who also entered the ghost realm.
Respect, even an inexplicable trust and dependence.
Wuxu stood there and saw twenty or thirty men in black walking towards him, as if they were meeting their relatives. He thought to himself, "Could it be that these dragons were not killed by the black dragon, but were 'seduce' to the ghost by the wronged soul of the black dragon?"
Above the Tao, otherwise it wouldn’t be like this.”
At that moment, imitating the characters on TV in later generations, he stepped forward with a solemn expression, bowed his hands to the men in black, and said with emotion, "Fellow Taoists, the young monk is late."
Finally, he walked up to Ao Tuo and a group of other old men, clasped his hands and said, "Little monk, I pay my respects to all seniors."
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Ever since the black dragon was sealed here in Hualongtan, as a senior from the upper world, he has stirred up the angry and unjust prisoners at the bottom of the pool. These already desperate dragon "sinners" have been imprisoned here for months and years, and they are already a bit crazy.
, influenced and induced by the evil spirit of the black dragon, most of them converted to the ghost path in this harsh environment.
Wuxu, who had been temporarily accepted, was in a cave. While talking to several dragon ghost cultivators on the left and right, he thought clearly about the ins and outs.
The Dragon King sealed these sinners here. They had no chance of success above and were burned by the sulfurous earth energy below. They were simply obliterating them slowly. In such a situation, if a member of the clan fell from the upper realm and taught the method of preserving life and cultivating the Tao, it would be him.
, how to choose?
Wuxu didn't know what crime these dragon clan members had committed, but right now they were all neither dragons nor ghosts, and they were all thinking about how to break out of the Dragon Transformation Pond, cut the Dragon King into pieces with a thousand swords, and vent their hatred.
But come to think of it, isn’t there something groundless in this? There is no so-called political struggle? There is no so-called directional law enforcement?
The so-called non-dragons are not ghosts. In fact, these dragon people have turned to ghosts and have already become ghosts, but they have retained some of the characteristics and qualities of dragons: blind narcissism, love for the dragons, following some of the etiquette and rituals of the dragons, and finally
The important thing is to always think of yourself as a dragon.
Wuxu and these people, oh, maybe we should call them ghosts, chatted for a while. Suddenly, a ghost dragon came over and laughed softly, "Master, just now the barrier has been loosened. Thanks to Master, there is a boat for the troupe to ride on."
The boat has come in. Would you like to admire it?"
Wuxu was shocked and thought, "Damn it, Ao Feng was sealed by Ao Tuo's inner elixir. I don't know the details."
I forgot about everything and actually missed the moment when the barrier was loosened!" He said, "Is there such a thing?"
The ghost dragon understood and rolled over the troupe who accidentally entered the Hualong Pond.
The troupe who had wandered through the world and ended up here, trembling and miserable, sang a song every time.
The Opera of Chu Zhangsheng and Cui Yingying
Unexpectedly, a man in black flew to the stage, grabbed the hands of Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying, looked ferocious, and asked angrily, "Ao Mou heard this opera before at the bottom of Hualong Pond. That Zhang Sheng is ruthless.
I was so ungrateful that I abandoned Cui Yingying and found someone else. I asked to see her again and again as my cousin, but Miss Cui rejected her one by one. How come that when I came to your place, the moon was full and the lovers finally got married?!"
The man and woman, like chickens, were caught in the air by the ghost dragon's hands. They were so frightened that they didn't know what to say.
Wuxu stood up and chanted, "The sky is blue and the sky is yellow, the ground is yellow, the west wind is strong, and the wild geese from the north are flying to the south. Who is drunk in the frost forest at dawn? It's always tears when leaving." With a flick of his hand, the palm power of the man in black was gone,
Slowly lift the two people playing Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying to the ground.
Then, after a pause, he recited the last paragraph of the opera, "The skirt is dyed with pomegranate flowers, and sleep has damaged the rouge wrinkles; the knots are knotted with lilac, and the hibiscus buttons are covered; the threads are stripped of pearls, and the sleeves are wet with tears; the willow eyebrows
Frowning, people are thinner than yellow flowers. May all the loving people in the world become dependents."
Finally, he just said to the dragon in black, "What you saw back then was Yuan Zhen's "The Legend of Yingying", but now they are performing the adapted version of "The Romance of the West Chamber"."
"Yingying!" The man in black suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, crying bitterly. He picked up a series of water arrows and looked up to the sky and asked sadly, "Are you okay in the Dragon Palace?"
Wuxu asked the people next to him with his spiritual consciousness, and found out that this person had a childhood sweetheart, who was later forced into the palace by the "yellow-robed messenger Bai Shan'er" with a document in his hand and made him a concubine.
I couldn't help but sigh, "It's difficult to find water in the sea, but it's not like clouds except Wushan."
As the saying goes
What do you want when you are trapped in the dragon pool? You have already kowtowed before you can reach the Dharma Realm.
The old song sinks into the sea and the lyrics are renovated, for whom do love and hate flow?