What comes into view is a huge underground cave, nearly a hundred miles in size.
A basketball-sized pearl hangs upside down at the top, like a small sun, illuminating the entire cave brightly and thoroughly.
The cave is lush and green, with moss growing all over it, and it is quiet everywhere.
He wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to explore, but found that due to the thick aura permeating the cave, he was extremely restricted and could only stretch out a distance of four or five miles.
The jagged blue-gray cave wall was covered with golden veins. Fang Longye knew that what he had broken open was just the entrance to this formation.
Even without the cover of his Mystic Sky Flag, the barrier at the previous entrance would be restored soon.
After regaining his composure, he followed the energy sensed by his soul and continued to deepen.
The thick aura became stronger and stronger, making his blood flow continuously.
Along the way, I found that this square cave was too simple. Although it was huge in space, it had no embellishment. It was not as elegant as the square curtain cave he had arranged at the top of Xiaocang Mountain.
It is completely a natural form.
Lean less.
He came to the depths of the cave.
A petrified dragon winding thousands of feet came into view.
"The remains of the dragon?!"
He flew forward and confirmed: "It's the remains of the dragon!"
"This aura is at least the remains of a dragon from the True Immortal Realm." Fang Longye concluded, feeling the power of this senior dragon that had been condensed for tens of thousands of years.
Thinking of the wisps of essence leaking from the gaps in the formation that he had seen before, he suddenly understood: "Could it be that the dragon river outside that stretches for thousands of miles was transformed by the essence of this dragon after it died?"
Yuan Shen made some investigations and found that apart from this body of the fallen dragon dragon, he only had a stone seal and a conch to accompany him.
There is nothing else in the huge cave.
"But it's enough." Fang Long made a move with his wild hand, and a drop of golden blood and a fist-sized bead flew out of the dragon's slough and fell into his palm.
It is the essence, blood and dragon beads left by this dragon.
Looking at the two most important creations in this relic, he smiled and said: "Not to mention anything else, if these two relics remain, the trip will be worthwhile!"
Ignoring anything else, he first put the dragon ball in his bag and looked at the drop of blood essence that shone like amber in his hand.
No longer suppressing his inner impulse, he swallowed the drop of essence and blood left by the dragon into his belly and refined it.
After all, it is at least the dragon's legacy in the true immortal realm.
No matter how many years have passed since his death, even all the energy in his body has been lost, and a thousand-mile river has evolved in this small world.
The blood essence left behind still contains a lot of gifts.
Just after being absorbed and refined, this essence and blood was scattered all over the body. In addition to releasing a large amount of mana to fuse with it, it also enhanced his own dragon bloodline.
Unlike the previous dragon's blood ginseng, which was so gentle, the dragon's essence and blood transformed his body in a drastic way, and it felt so painful that it penetrated his bones.
The blood boils, and the tendons are stretched and stretched by invisible forces, opening up some new meridians. The muscles are also pulled to change position and shape.
There is also a mysterious force penetrating into the bones of the body, but it is not gentle at all, like countless dense steel needles stabbing continuously.
Even the bone marrow is like a sword scraping a bone or a fire burning it.
Under such pain, Fang Longye couldn't help but reveal his true form, writhing and rolling on the ground.
During this process, his waist and abdomen, which were originally too fat, shrunk and no longer looked strange as before. Dragon clan's unique reverse scales also appeared under his throat, completely transforming into the form of a dragon. His body continued to grow, reaching a height of more than 100 feet.
The horn on the forehead was divided into two, and was pulled to both sides by an inexplicable force, bending and growing as it moved.
Not far ahead, the center of the forehead bulged, then cracked, and a single horn grew out. It was not as long as the current curved and sharp horns, only less than half the length, with a curved arc, and was as bright as a knife.
The soul also continued to twist, and finally turned into a dragon form with blue scales and golden lines and a triangle.
The dragon soul is born!
Then the soul flashed and returned to human form, sitting cross-legged in the Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness.
At this point, the pain completely dissipates.
It's like the illness is gone, and I feel indescribably happy!
This is not over yet. The soul in his Zi Mansion is sitting upright, intertwined like a spider web, stars are shining, and indescribable mysteries are coming one after another, layer upon layer.
These mysteries are all the memory fragments and spiritual insights of the original master of Jiaolong contained in this drop of essence and blood.
Fusion together, it seems like substance, unprecedented.
All kinds of illusions play out in the mind.
The sky is stained with blood and the earth is cracked.
The vast expanse of heaven and earth is filled with figures of humans, monsters, immortals and gods fighting each other.
The whole world is filled with overwhelming evil spirits.
A human army holding high the black bird war flag and the long black dragon banner, dressed in simple black and red armor, holding magic weapons and fighting with immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas, swept across the four directions.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you!"
How can I say that I have no clothes? Tongze with Zi. The king raised his army and repaired my spear and halberd. Work together with me!
How can I say that I have no clothes? Wear the same clothes as your son. The king raised his troops and repaired my armor. Go with me! "
An impassioned war song resounded throughout the three realms.
"Repair my battle sword and kill for nine days. I will never stop fighting until the blood dries out!"
High in the sky, kings, princes, generals, and ministers, all wearing armor and holding swords, except for their luxurious clothes, drove ancient chariots, fighting endlessly with many immortals and gods in the heaven, heading towards the heaven above the nine heavens.
At the top of the sky, in the projection of a huge virtual image, an emperor wearing a crown and robes was holding a sword and fighting with more than a dozen powerful men, calmly and confidently.
A winding and towering city wall with no end in sight suppresses everything behind it~
The demon kings shouted: "My sons, my heart will never die to destroy the human race. The survival of the demon race depends on this battle! Kill! I, the demon race, will never be a slave~"
The Immortal Sect and his ilk cried and howled: "My lords, open your eyes and take a look! I can clearly see how ambitious and ungrateful the human race is, cutting down mountains and destroying temples! They are trying to sweep away all of my Immortal Sect disciples~"
From time to time in the sky, corpses of immortals, demons, humans and gods lie down and fall to the earth, turning into mountains, rivers, forests, deserts, vegetation, rivers, and magnificent things.
During the killing, every living thing in the entire world was wiped out. Countless fragments of heaven and earth were torn apart by the impact of the war, and countless worlds, large and small, were derived from this.
…
After a long time, Fang Longye opened his eyes, filled with a murderous aura.
The magic weapon clears the heart and finally calms down the mind. When he came back to his senses, the Zi Mansion was dim, the sea of consciousness dried up, and the soul was severely damaged.
He shook his body and transformed into a human body again. Not bothering to examine his current changes, he looked pale and hurriedly took out the dragon ball left by the dragon, put it into his belly, and continued to refine it, absorbing the power in it to recover from his injuries.
Fang Longye recalled the previous scenes in the memory fragments of Senior Jiaolong, and secretly sighed: "It is worthy of being the Immortal Qin Feitian, so powerful and terrifying. Just watching the scenes in my memory has hurt my soul so much." "
"Also, thanks to the Golden Finger's 'Equivalent Scale' covering up the heavenly secrets, otherwise I just observed the phantoms of the powerful powers in the sky in this memory fragment, and I would probably have been sensed by these powerful powers."
…
After recovering from his injuries, Fang Longye beamed with joy.
He couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. The opportunity and good fortune he had obtained was so unbelievable that it seemed like a dream~
This fallen senior dragon was originally the True Immortal Realm subordinate of a Taiyi Realm dragon that lived deep in the East China Sea.
And this great dragon demon of the Taiyi Realm was one of the nine dragons that pulled the carriage for Emperor Jun in ancient times.
With such an origin, even if he is just one of his true fairyland Ma Zai, he has extensive knowledge and vast magical power.
The First Emperor led the Immortal Qin to conquer the heavens, not just to declare war on the heavens, but to unify the world and become the co-owner of immortals, demons, humans and gods, and all living things.
This is a struggle between heaven and man, a necessary step for humanity to unify heaven, and a confrontation between humanity and heaven.
Whether you are a member of the human race or a monk who has understood the way of heaven, you will inevitably be involved.
Searching the mountains and inspecting the sea, cutting down the mountains and destroying the temples is nothing more than this.
Unless you become a big player, you have the right to stand aside and watch chess.
In the process, this true immortal senior took away a fundamental technique and a spiritual treasure from his boss and ran away.
It's just that he didn't expect that this battle would spread so widely. Even if he ran to Beiju Luzhou, it would be of no avail.
Still accidentally injured by the attacks from both warring parties, he fell into this small world. Even though I tried to repair my injuries, I couldn't control myself because I suffered a Tao injury, and I died in the end~
Leaving behind all these good fortunes gave Fang Longye an advantage.
Fang Longye looked at himself, and the original single horn on his head turned into a pair of light golden horns. Although it didn't grow branches like a real dragon, it was still very powerful.
But the newly grown bright silver horn is already very harmonious. He still didn't like it.
"What's going on? Why does Mao grow a third horn? Am I a dragon or a hedgehog?"
Fang Longye didn't think there was anything good about being different at all, he was too eye-catching.
It might as well look like an ordinary dragon!
He shook his head, let go of his thoughts, and looked inside at the changes in his body.
He discovered that as he transformed into a dragon, the blood in his body became heavier and heavier, like lead and mercury, and its color also changed to pale gold.
The bones all over the body are also thicker and harder. What's even more amazing is that there are some golden stripes on them, like talismans containing the wonderful principles of heaven and earth. If you look at them for a long time, you will be deeply involved.
In the bone marrow, which is as frosty as snow, golden threads appear, intertwining into a network, constantly releasing a strange aura that goes deep into it.
"Look at these dragon tendons. They are indeed dragons. This kind of tenacity and elasticity is perfect for making bow strings. Even if you refine the treasure alone, it is enough to refine a top-quality magic weapon such as a fairy rope. No wonder it is said that the Dragon Clan It’s full of treasures!” Fang Longye exclaimed as he looked at his dragon tendons that had become stronger and more elastic.
"Bah! What was I thinking!" After reacting, Fang Longye secretly cursed himself for losing his mind and going crazy. He actually thought about the use value of all his parts~
While he was thinking about it, the inner elixir that had been absorbing his own energy and energy since he achieved the dragon body was completely transformed into a dragon ball, becoming more and more dazzling.
Different from the inner elixir condensed by ordinary demon clan, after the inner elixir of the demon clan is condensed, it is no longer necessary to absorb its own essence and spirit. It only needs to separate part of the essence of the sun, the moon, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth during practice.
The Dragon Ball is different. Since its birth, every time the Dragon Ball is promoted, the Dragon Ball must absorb its own energy and spirit to increase its power.
A dragon ball contains almost one-third of the essence of the dragon clan, and it contains all the essence. Even the dragons who have reached the Golden Immortal realm will use their own origin infusion to enhance the power of the dragon beads.
Just like the dragon ball of the True Immortal Realm dragon that Fang Longye obtained, it is not only extremely strong and powerful enough to be compared to a spiritual treasure, but also contains enough Taoist insights and essence mana to push him to become a True Immortal.
It can be said that the current practice method of condensing inner alchemy of the demon clan is all learned from the dragon clan. There are even rumors that even the art of alchemy was created by the ancient great master who was inspired by the dragon beads of the dragon clan.
Therefore, the True Immortal Level Dragon Ball in his hand is naturally not that easy to refine. Even if one belongs to the same race, it will take hundreds of years to fully absorb it.
After adjusting his own condition to the best, Fang Longye pocketed the True Immortal Level Dragon Ball.
At present, his Taoist understanding has reached the peak of Sanxian with this baptism of chance.
The essence, energy and spirit are already complete in the fairyland.
The breakthrough to Sanxian is right in front of you ~
Strike while the iron is hot!
As his thoughts turned, an extremely tiny black hole appeared out of thin air in his Dantian Qi sea.
He accumulated an unusually rich amount of essence, energy, and spirit, which immediately poured into his Dantian like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and was swallowed up by the black hole that never seemed to be satisfied.
A colorful cocoon egg appeared in Dantian and then disappeared into Zifu.
The body withers, the magic power disappears, and the soul is extinguished. The whole body was like a dry skeleton, without any life.
During this process, Fang Longye kept questioning his true heart.
"What is the purpose of practice?"
"Is it the Tao in the dark?" "No, at least not entirely."
"My practice has always been for the purpose of immortality and eternal bliss."
"Shouldn't we be consistent with the Tao and forget our love for heaven and earth?"
"It is necessary to follow the Tao, because only the Tao is eternal. But practice should not be just for the sake of the Tao. What I want is freedom and eternal thinking. If you cultivate the Tao without thinking or feeling, how is it different from dying?"
"But aren't you afraid that the world will distract you and lead you astray in love?"
"Anyone who mistook me for eternal life is an external demon and can be abandoned. I am greedy for pleasure, but I also want to live freely forever and stand at the top of the road. It is not for seeking the Tao, I am just afraid of death."
"Even if you have a wife, friends and children?"
"Even if you have a wife, friends and children."
…
A hundred days pass by in a blink of an eye~
On this day, the light cocoon in the Zi Mansion creaked, and cracks kept flashing. There was a final click, and the light cocoon cracked.
A god with a dragon's head and a human body emerges from his cocoon, standing tall on the sky and the earth, with eyes like the sun and moon, and hair like stars.
The trivial cocoon shell turns into clouds and surrounds the body, emitting infinite light. Just like Pangu in mythology, suppressing the entire sea of soul consciousness, the Zifu Lingtai is as stable as a mountain.
This is the Yuan Shen Dao fetus with the qualities of essence, energy, and spirit that Fang Longye cultivated.
The sound of the sky was loud, and the fairy drums, snails, pearls, Yunzhi, and fish, dragons, and lotus could be seen all over the body.
A stream of innate pure energy fell into the physical body from an unknown place.
The Yuanshen Dao Fetus absorbs this pure air, and continuously pours out extremely pure essence and magic power.
The dry body, under the feedback of massive amounts of pure essence, became plump little by little, and recovered as before, better than before.
The huge heartbeat was like thunder, shocking to the heart.
Longzhu, which had just achieved its own achievements, experienced another feedback baptism, becoming more and more crystal clear and exuding a golden light.
At this point, reborn from death, Fang Longye finally achieved the realm of Sanxian, with a lifespan of 10,800 years, as many as one group.
