Three years passed quickly, and a certain desert island was found that was more than a hundred miles in size.
A blue water curtain held a cyan falcon upside down inside. The cyan falcon's body was covered in scars, and a large number of feathers fell off. From time to time, it sprayed out thick cyan lightning bolts, heading straight towards Chen Long.
Shen Long swung the red dragon knife, and in a wild dance, streaks of red knife energy swept out, defeating the incoming cyan lightning.
The cyan falcon was about to use other magical powers when a sharp and harsh hissing sounded in its ears, and the cyan falcon suddenly felt dizzy.
A strong wind blew by, and Shen Long appeared behind it without any warning, with a pair of golden wings on its back.
His right hand lit up with a dazzling red light, turned into a dragon claw, and headed straight for the blue falcon.
Before the cyan falcon could recover, its head was pierced by the cyan dragon's claws, and it died.
Shen Longfei landed on the ground, a green light lit up his body, and the golden-winged Fengpeng separated from him.
Shen Long used his sword to cut open the abdomen of the cyan falcon, then put his right hand in and groped for a while.
Not long after, he took out his palm and spread it out. He could see a cyan demon pill and a cyan ball bead.
Shen Long raised the cyan ball high, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"Haha, suck the thunder beads!"
Shen Long laughed and looked excited.
In the past three years, he has killed many third-level monsters, including more than 30 thunder-attribute monsters. None of the monsters had thunder-absorbing or lightning-attracting beads in their bodies, which also shows that they absorb thunder. The preciousness of pearls and thunder beads.
This mid-level three-level Blue Thunder Falcon actually has a lightning-absorbing bead in its body, which is really an unexpected surprise.
Shen Long put away the demon pills and thunder-absorbing beads, and put the body of the Green Thunder Falcon into his storage bag. He had been hunting monsters in the wild for the past three years, but he did not encounter third-level dragons, but he did encounter some pill-forming monks.
He has not encountered evil cultivators so far, but he has collected a large number of third-level demon pills and corpses of third-level demonic beasts.
Shen Long noticed something and put the golden-winged wind roc back into the spirit beast bag.
The sea surface exploded, and a short, fat old man in blue robe flew out from the bottom of the sea. He looked terrified. His body was covered with a blue water curtain, his right leg was missing, and his breath was weak.
A deafening dragon roar sounded, and a huge white dragon flew out from the bottom of the sea. It opened its mouth and sprayed out a stream of white light, hitting the blue water curtain, which instantly froze.
The tail of the white dragon swiped suddenly and hit the blue water curtain. The blue water curtain shattered instantly. The old man in blue robe flew out, spat out a large mouthful of blood, flew out, and fell into the sea water, losing all breath.
"Third-level dragon!"
Chen Long's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with murderous intent, and he was about to attack the dragon.
"Your Excellency, you want to kill my spirit beast? You want to ask me if I will agree."
A cold male voice sounded.
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden escaping light appeared in the distant sky, and the flash stopped.
The light disappeared, and a tall young man in a golden shirt appeared. The young man's boots shone with golden light. Judging from the fluctuations in his aura, this was a magic weapon.
The young man in the golden shirt has handsome features, a breath as vast as the vast sea, and has the cultivation of the late stage of pill formation.
"Is this the dragon you raised? I thought it was wild."
Shen Long said.
"Hmph, the wild third-level dragon has already attacked you."
The young man in golden shirt snorted and sneered.
A ray of blue light appeared in the distant sky, and the flash stopped.
The light disappeared, and a flying boat with flashing blue light appeared. Two men and one woman stood on it. The leader was an old man in a red robe of medium stature, who had the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Pill Formation.
"Senior Brother Sun, this person has been executed."
The young man in gold shirt said, and the red dragon grabbed the body of the old man in blue robe.
He found a blue storage bracelet from the corpse and chopped off the head of the old man in blue robe.
"Take his head back and go against our Three Immortals Sect. This is what will happen."
The old man in red robe said coldly.
The young man in the golden shirt nodded and let the white dragon eat the headless corpse and land on the white dragon's head.
"Let's go! Let's go back and recover!"
The old man in blue robe said, and with a pinch of magic, the blue flying boat returned along the way it came, ignoring Shen Long.
"Whenever you hunt monsters, please first check to see if there is an owner."
After the young man in gold shirt said this, the white dragon shook its head and tail, chasing the blue flying boat.
"Master Bingjiao! Three Immortals Sect."
Shen Long narrowed his eyes.
Master Bingjiao is a hero on the Hidden Dragon List. The Three Immortals Sect was founded by three Nascent Soul monks and has been passed down for more than ten thousand years. There are many Nascent Soul monks and they are not one of the eight major forces.
There are no less than ten Nascent Soul cultivators among the eight major forces in Beihai, and they have at least the combat power of the late Nascent Soul stage. Some forces have god-transforming cultivators. The strength of the Three Immortals Sect is not small, but it is still far behind the eight major forces.
Shen Long put away the formation flags and formation plates, turned into a ray of light and left here.
Returning to Jinjiaofang City, Shen Long visited several large stores, sold some of the monster materials in batches, and purchased a batch of resources for cultivating immortals.
When he walked out of Jinjiao Pavilion, a gentle-looking man in blue shirt came towards him.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Long, it's you!"
The man in green shirt let out a light sigh and looked happy.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, what a coincidence!"
Shen Long said with a smile.
The man in green shirt named Ye Qing was chased by many third-level monsters, and Shen Long came to the rescue.
"Fellow Daoist Long, thanks to your rescue last time, otherwise I would have died. Tomorrow night, I will host a banquet at Ziyuan Courtyard. If you have time, come over and have a glass of water and wine. Other fellow Taoists will also participate."
Ye Qing said enthusiastically.
"Okay, I will definitely go to the banquet."
Shen Long agreed.
After chatting for a while, Shen Long took his leave and strolled down the street.
When he passed a small shop, he stopped.
The store is small, with some magical artifacts placed on the shelves. The shopkeeper is a plump woman in a red dress, with a mid-level foundation-building cultivation.
Shen Long looked up and saw "Sun's Weapon Refining Shop" written on the plaque.
He secretly wrote down the name of the store and left the street.
He rented a small courtyard and lived there.
Green Falcon Pavilion is the residence of Shen Long, and Jinzhuyuan is the residence of Longzhu. They cannot be confused.
Shen Long walked into a secret room, entered the Spirit Control Tower, went to the second floor, released the Fire Lin Beast and the Golden-winged Fire Ant, and fed the Fire Scale Beast and the Golden-winged Fire Ant Queen each a third-level demon pill.
The Fire Lin Beast let out a low roar and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance.
Shen Long took out a green storage bag and shook the bag mouth down. A green glow passed by and a large pile of ore appeared on the ground.
More than 100,000 golden-winged fire ants swarmed up and chewed the ore.
It didn't take long for them to finish eating the ore on the ground.
With a pinch of Shen Long's secret, more than 100,000 golden-winged fire ants condensed into a long golden arrow, the surface of which was covered with golden flames.
As soon as his magic technique changed, the long golden arrows dispersed and condensed into a giant golden blade wrapped in golden flames. It struck the ground, and a large crater suddenly appeared on the ground.
He whistled, and the golden giant blade collapsed and turned into golden flying swords, floating in the air.
After several years of actual combat, Shen Long became more proficient in controlling golden-winged fire ants against enemies.
Shen Long allowed them to move freely. He had trained the fire scale beast and the golden-winged fire ant queen. They would not fight each other. They each had their own territory and did not interfere with each other.
He came to the third floor, released the golden-winged wind roc and iron-tailed scorpion, and fed two third-level demon pills each.
Shen Long trained them to fight together so that they could become familiar with each other's magical powers so that they could communicate and cooperate easily.
Beast control is not just about raising a spirit beast, but also regularly training them in fighting skills, taking care of their daily life, and communicating with them.
Shen Long can do all these things.
An hour later, Shen Long exited the Yuling Pagoda.
He regained his true appearance and walked out.
He opened the courtyard door. This was a residential area with few pedestrians. Green Falcon Pavilion was relatively far away, so he was not afraid of meeting familiar people.
Shen Long swaggered out and wandered on the street.
When he came to the vicinity of Sun's weapon refining shop, a somewhat surprised female voice sounded: "Senior Shen!"
Shen Long looked along the sound and saw a plump woman in a red dress walking out.
"Who are you?"
Shen Long pretended to be confused, he had already recognized this woman's identity.
"Junior Sun Yiyue! My father Sun Huowang, are you Senior Shen Long Shen?"
The woman in the red dress said carefully, with a respectful expression.
Shen Long looked Sun Yiyue up and down, with a recalling expression on his face, and said, "So it's you, your father!"
"My father has passed away. I didn't expect to meet Senior Shen here."
Sun Yiyue said.
"Madam, who is this senior?"
A gentle male voice sounded.
A man in a green shirt with regular features walked over. Judging from his aura, he had a cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building.
"Husband, this is the senior Shen I mentioned to you. Senior Shen, this is my husband Song Sen."
Sun Yiyue introduced.
"Meeting is fate, little friend Sun, I would like to offer your father a stick of incense, no problem!"
Shen Long said.
A drop of water's kindness should be repaid by a spring. Shen Long has always been grateful for Sun Huowang's kindness and sent people to look for Sun Huowang, but he never found him.
"No problem! Senior, please come with me. Husband, you can check the store first."
Sun Yiyue agreed to come down and lead the way in person.
Shen Long followed Sun Yiyue to a small courtyard with red tiles. There was a golden plaque hanging above the door with the three characters "Hongmei Courtyard" written on it.
Sun Yiyue knocked on the courtyard door. The courtyard door opened, and a young girl in a golden skirt walked out. She had the eighth level of Qi refining.
The girl in the gold skirt has a round face and big eyes, with two cute dimples on her face.
"Senior Shen, this is the junior's daughter Song Yan, Yan'er, please pay your respects to Senior Shen."
Sun Yiyue introduced.
"Junior Song Yan, meet Senior Shen."
Song Yan saluted.
Shen Long took out a green jade box, handed it to Song Yan, and said, "Your grandfather was kind to me, so I gave you this Foundation Building Pill."
Song Yan was stunned, but Sun Yiyue quickly reacted and said: "Yan'er, why don't you thank Senior Shen quickly."
"Thank you, Senior Shen."
Song Yan thanked her and took the jade box with both hands.
Shen Long followed Sun Yiyue and walked in. There was a three-story red attic and a red stone pavilion in the courtyard.
Sun Yiyue took Shen Long into the attic. In a guest room, Shen Long saw Sun Huowang's spiritual tablet and offered incense to worship Sun Huowang.
He came to Shiting and sat down, chatting with Sun Yiyue.
Back then, Sun Yiyue followed Sun Huowang and left Qingzhu Valley. After many twists and turns, they came to the outer sea. They were unfamiliar with the place and accidentally offended a foundation-building monk. Fortunately, Song Sen came forward.
Song Sen is a casual cultivator who makes a living by hunting monsters.
After getting along for a long time, the relationship between the two became better and better. Sun Yiyue married Song Sen. Song Sen bought a foundation-building pill at a high price to help Sun Yiyue build the foundation. Song Yan was their daughter.
Hunting monsters is dangerous, but Sun Yiyue can refine magic weapons to sell. Song Sen used his savings to rent a store, and the couple opened a store to do business.
Sun Huowang lived to be 110 years old and passed away in his sleep.
Shen Long did not tell Sun Yiyue his true identity. He only said that he was accepted as a disciple by a certain alchemy monk and went to Beihai to collect immortality resources.
"I don't know what resources Senior Shen is collecting. I can help you keep an eye on it. Maybe you will find something."
Sun Yiyue said politely.
Shen Long gave Song Yan a Foundation Building Pill for Sun Huowang's sake. To put it bluntly, Shen Long had nothing to do with them from now on.
Naturally, Sun Yiyue didn't want this relationship to be severed, and it would be easier for them if there was an alchemy monk as a backer.
Shen Long thought for a moment, took out a blue jade slip and a blue communication plate, handed them to Sun Yiyue, and said, "If you have any news about these things, you can use the communication plate to inform me."
Sun Yiyue is just a foundation-building monk and cannot be of much help. There is no harm in having more people help.
"Yes, Senior Shen."
Sun Yiyue agreed wholeheartedly.
"Okay, I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer."
Shen Long stood up to say goodbye, and Sun Yiyue and Song Yan saw him off in person.
After seeing Shen Long off, Sun Yiyue closed the courtyard door.
"Mom, why have you never mentioned this Senior Shen to me?"
Song Yan asked curiously.
"Back then, he was only in the Qi Refining Stage. I haven't seen him for many years. I didn't expect that he would advance to the Pill Formation stage. Your grandfather would know how to look after people."
Sun Yiyue sighed softly at the end.
Back then, Sun Huowang wanted to bring Shen Long and Sun Yiyue together, but Sun Yiyue did not like Shen Long. Now, Shen Long is a pill-building monk, and Sun Yiyue is just a foundation-building monk. There is a huge difference in status.
Shen Long wandered around Fang City and found no pursuers before returning to Jinzhuyuan.
He walked into a secret room, sat down cross-legged, and meditated.
The day passed quickly. Shen Long put on Baihuan Mask, changed his appearance, and left Jinzhuyuan.
He came to the door of a small courtyard, with three characters "Ziyuan Courtyard" written on the plaque.
Shen Long sent out a transmission note, and not long after, the courtyard door opened, and Ye Qing walked out with a smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Long, you are here, please come in quickly."
Ye Qing invited Shen Long in, and the two men and one woman sat in the stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
Shen Long's eyes fell on a green-robed monk with a fair face, and he said in surprise: "Buddha cultivator!"
This was the first time he saw a Buddhist monk, and he was a little surprised.
"The poor monk has an empty heart! I have met fellow Taoist monks."
The green-robed monk clasped his hands together and introduced himself.
"I met all of you fellow Taoists in Longzhu, Xia."
Shen Long cupped his fists and said.
"It turns out that you are the Taoist Master Long mentioned by Fellow Daoist Ye, I am Zhang Biao."
A big man in a golden shirt spoke with a loud voice.
"I, Zhao Ying, have met Taoist Fellow Long."
A graceful woman in a white dress greeted him and introduced herself.
Essence and blood are not ordinary blood. Some book friends are confused. There is blood all over the body of the dragon. It cannot be filled in a water tank. There is only a little bit of essence and blood. It is calculated in drops and is stored in a small bottle. If the essence is taken from the ice dragon, Blood, the ice dragon can cultivate for decades at least. If the essence and blood are too much lost, the ice dragon will die.
(End of chapter)
