Dragon Immortal?
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, what is this? Why haven't I heard of it?
It was quiet all around.
The only sound was the wind rustling the leaves.
Li Changsheng, who did not wait for the senior's response, continued to kneel on the ground, with no trace of impatience on his face.
He knelt for a full hour.
Just when Li Changsheng was wondering whether Senior Longxian hadn't woken up yet, the island in the middle of the lake suddenly shook under his feet.
at the same time.
A barbaric atmosphere that has gone through years of baptism and has undergone many vicissitudes gradually awakens.
As a result, the calm Jiming Lake suddenly became turbulent, setting off huge waves tens of meters high and destroying the shore embankments.
The pressure of terror enveloped them.
Although Li Changsheng was kneeling on the ground, he could feel a cold and merciless gaze falling on him. He suddenly felt that he was stuck in the mud and his breathing was stagnant, and his Taoist heart almost collapsed.
Li Changsheng shouted in panic: "Senior Longxian, I am a disciple of Changsheng Temple. I am here today to attend a hundred-year appointment. Please show mercy..."
"snort!"
With a cold snort, the terrifying existence moved his eyes away, and Li Changsheng felt relieved.
But Ye Fan was horrified and didn't dare to breathe.
In the Jiming Lake, an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years sleeps. The pressure of this realm is definitely far beyond the Golden Core realm, and is comparable to the dead masters of Jade Girl Temple.
Could it be the legendary old monster who transformed into a god?
Maybe even stronger!
Ye Fan greeted Master Su Qinghuan from the bottom of his heart.
This silly woman actually said before that in this era of end-of-life magic, there would be no god-transforming monks because the laws of heaven did not allow it.
Since heaven and earth cannot tolerate it.
So what's going on with this 'Dragon Immortal'?
"It's over, I must have been discovered..."
Ye Fan's scalp was numb and he wanted to escape but dared not.
There was nothing he could do. With his strength at the peak of foundation building, he would die if he dared to escape. He could only hope that the old man didn't see him.
after all.
The dragon soaring in the sky doesn't care whether there are ants lying under its feet.
…
"People who believe in immortality..."
"I did have a hundred-year appointment with Li Qingyun of Changsheng Temple. Why didn't he come?"
The ethereal voice, as thick as a history book, came from nowhere, without any emotion.
"Senior Longxian, Li Qingyun was my master. He passed away thirty years ago. Before his death, he asked me to come and keep the appointment."
Said.
Li Changsheng quickly took out a palm-sized wooden box from his arms, with three nine-leaf clovers inside.
Each leaf is crimson in color and exudes a hot and scorching smell, as if they were fished out of magma.
"Nine-leaf Xuanyang grass..."
Ye Fan was a little surprised.
This thing is an extremely rare treasure of heaven and earth, containing amazing spiritual energy. It is a treasure for monks with natural fire roots.
However, the growth environment of Xuanyang grass is extremely harsh. It can only grow in the most sunny places, and it only produces one leaf every hundred years.
For Nine Leaves to fully mature, it will take a full nine hundred years, which is rare but hard to come by.
There are actually two Jade Girl Temples, which have been sealed in jade boxes for hundreds of years.
However, as time went by, most of the essence within it was lost, and it could not be compared with the three plants of Li Changsheng.
Because the aura contained in the Nine-Leaf Xuanyang Grass was too overbearing, it conflicted with the exercises practiced by Jade Girl Temple, and finally took advantage of Ye Fan, who had a pure Yang body.
"If I swallow these three plants..."
Ye Fan suppressed the heat in his heart and quickly erased the thought of committing suicide from his mind.
Li Changsheng said respectfully: "Senior Dragon Immortal, you told my master a hundred years ago that if you can find Xuanyang Grass, you will be given a drop of dragon's blood. Does this still count?"
Li Changsheng looked expectant, and his heart was beating wildly with excitement.
The Immortality Temple is just an unknown Taoist temple at the foot of Changbai Mountain. The owner of the temple, Li Qingyun, has not been able to successfully build the foundation in his whole life, but he is very lucky.
Not only did he make a hundred-year agreement with the senior 'Dragon Immortal' who was sleeping in Jiming Lake, but he actually found the Nine-Leaf Xuanyang Grass that the other party needed.
A drop of true dragon's blood is enough to transform Li Changsheng into a true monk with spiritual roots, instead of relying on sideways such as Feng Shui and divination to survive.
"I have an appointment with your master Li Qingyun, so the dragon blood can only be given to him. You... are not worthy!"
"Senior Longxian, I..."
"roll!"
The roar was like thunder.
The explosions continued in Li Changsheng's mind, making him dizzy and vomiting blood. It took him a long time to regain consciousness.
Li Changsheng was particularly desperate.
He had been waiting for this opportunity for decades, how could he give up?
Hitting his head heavily on the ground, Li Changsheng prayed: "Senior Longxian, my master died trying to pick Xuanyang grass. You can't go back on your word."
"Hahaha, in the world of cultivation, the jungle is always the strongest, so it doesn't matter if I go back on my word!"
The voice came from behind Li Changsheng. He turned to look back and saw a black shadow slowly rising from the bottom of the lake.
By moonlight.
Li Changsheng finally saw clearly the true form of the 'Dragon Immortal', which was a black snake with a majestic head and horns.
The body that rose out of the lake was at least five meters long, with a thick body and a pair of vertical pupils like blood-colored lanterns, cold and ruthless.
"With these three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass, I will take one step further. As for you... you haven't eaten human flesh for a long time. It is your blessing to be eaten by me."
The black snake's head as big as a millstone came close to Li Changsheng and spit out the snake's letter greedily.
"You are not a dragon at all, just a water snake that has become a spirit. You are not even a python or a dragon. My master has been deceived."
Li Changsheng smiled miserably.
Knowing that he would die, he said bitterly: "You are so arrogant that you dare to call yourself Dragon Immortal. I curse you to never become a real dragon in your life!"
"Asshole!"
Black Snake was angry.
Three hundred years ago, it luckily swallowed a green fruit and opened up its spiritual wisdom. It settled in Jiming Lake to practice cultivation. In its life, it hated people calling it a snake.
At this moment, he opened his bloody mouth, and a stream of stinky venom turned into a water arrow and shot towards Li Changsheng.
Although Li Changsheng's strength was low, his master Li Qingyun was half-stepped to build the foundation. Before his death, he had made a life-saving copper coin for his apprentice, which was now thrown into the air.
Copper coins are good at facing the wind, and turned into a golden barrier out of thin air, protecting Li Changsheng within it and blocking the water arrows containing venom.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
The golden barrier trembled violently, and dense cracks like spider webs appeared on it, but it did not shatter.
Li Changsheng, with disheveled hair, seized the opportunity and fled into the woods in a very embarrassed manner, leaving a large pool of blood on the ground. It was obvious that he had been injured just now.
"escape?"
The black snake spat out snake letters and mocked: "The entire Jiming Lake is my territory, where can you escape?"
This scene.
Ye Fan was stunned when he saw it.
Li Changsheng's copper coin barrier refining level was average and could barely block the attack from the peak of Foundation Establishment.
But the faint coercion that the snake demon exuded at the beginning was comparable to the aura remaining on the corpses of the ancestors of Jade Girl Temple, even if they were not in the realm of god transformation, it was almost the same.
But once he takes action.
The fluctuation of spiritual energy is worthy of the middle stage of foundation building...
Ye Fan even doubted that he could kill the opponent with one punch.
