The journey to the Holy City of the Dragon Clan is much longer than the journey to the Dongwu Star. Yang Ming has completely absorbed the unlocked inherited memories and has not yet reached the Holy City of the Dragon Clan.
"It will probably take a few days to arrive, but what should I do these days?" Yang Ming said to himself as he walked out of the lounge. During this period of time, he had digested 30% of the inherited memories he had unlocked, but nothing could help his current situation.
"Yang Ming, there seems to be an interesting method recorded in your memories." The phantom of Xiao Lianbao emerged from Yang Ming's shoulder.
"You mean Xuanmulong's 'wood control technique'?" Yang Ming said looking at Xiao Lianbao's interested expression.
The Xuanmu Dragon is only a second-level dragon clan. It cannot compare with the chaos dragon in terms of bloodline. Even the first-level dragon clan such as the light dragon and the dark dragon are far behind, but their "wood control skills" are It is an existence that other dragons cannot match. Even existences like Chaos Dragon, which has nine attributes, praise Xuanmu Dragon's "wood control technique".
"That's it. I've also read this secret technique, and I feel that the effect described in my memory is too one-sided. It does not fully describe the true effect of the 'Wood Control Technique'. If you can exert the full effect of the 'Wood Control Technique', you will undoubtedly be There is one more way to deal with unknown environmental factors." Xiao Lianbao said excitedly.
After Yang Ming heard this, he once again sunk his mind into his memory and found the description of the wood control technique.
Wood Control Technique: Can control the growth rate of plants, and if necessary, can control surrounding plants to fight for themselves.
There was only a simple description of the wood control technique in his memory, but the more Yang Ming thought about this sentence, the more frightened he became. He could control the growth rate of plants, but there was no specific increase limit. In other words, this wood control technique could increase indefinitely. The growth rate of plants means that if you practice properly, it only takes a thought to turn a desert into a forest.
There is also the sentence about controlling the surrounding plants to fight for oneself. There is no specific description of what kind of plant it is, or all plants can be used. Origin spirit treasures such as the Earth Core Ice Lotus are also within the scope of plants and can control the origin spirit. If Bao's secret method were spread, it would definitely attract the attention of the entire universe.
"Did you think of it? This wood control technique is a divine skill that defies heaven. If you master it, you cannot be said to be invincible, but in some places with lush vegetation, you will be invincible." Xiao Lianbao smiled. said.
"Sure enough, the skill that even the Chaos Dragon praised endlessly is so powerful. It's a pity that in the inherited memory of the ancestors, there are only incomplete methods of practicing wood control, and I don't know how effective it can be." Yang Ming immediately called up the method. All the methods of practicing the wood control technique were discovered, but only part of them were discovered.
"This is normal. Although Xuanmu Dragon is a member of the Dragon Clan, the art of controlling wood is the secret method they rely on for survival. They will definitely not tell others easily. I think your ancestors have contact with Chaos Dragons because they are Chaos Dragons. A chance to control wood." Xiao Lianbao comforted.
Yang Ming thought about it and felt that it made sense. Even the king had no reason to ask the people below to hand over the treasures he had inherited from generation to generation. After figuring it out, Yang Ming no longer struggled with the lack of a complete cultivation method and began to practice the incomplete wood control technique.
Several days passed in a flash, but Yang Ming was now unkempt, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard. When Xiao Lianbao came in front of him, he was also frightened by his appearance.
"Yang Ming, why do you look like this?" Xiao Lianbao shouted in surprise.
"I'm fine. It's just that I've been studying wood control skills these past few days and haven't had any rest." Yang Ming arranged his appearance and forced a smile to answer Xiao Lianbao.
"Isn't it difficult to practice this wood control technique?" Xiao Lianbao whispered.
"It's not difficult to practice. It's just that the conditions for practice are difficult to achieve. The first thing you need is a wood-attributed physique. Because I had the wood attribute before, I can barely continue practicing. The second is to have a deep understanding of plants. If If I don’t know enough, even if I spawn a plant, it will wither quickly, and I’m just stuck on the conditions behind it.”
Yang Ming sat in the driving seat of the spaceship and explained to Xiao Lianbao while turning on the automatic navigation system of the spacecraft. He found that he was not far from the destination and would arrive at the Holy City of the Dragon Clan in half an hour.
Half an hour later, a city as huge as a planet appeared in front of Yang Ming. The Holy City of the Dragon Clan remained the same as in his memory. One side was white and the other side was black, representing two completely opposite countries.
Yang Ming put away the spaceship at the entrance of the Holy City and flew into the Holy City himself. This was a sign of respect for the dragon clan. This time he chose to enter from the side of the Bright Dragon King.
Walking on the streets of the Holy City, looking at the passers-by who transformed into human forms coming and going, Yang Ming seemed to have returned to his hometown of Dorag Star, and walked into a restaurant without knowing it.
"Guest, what do you need?" A loud greeting pulled Yang Ming out of his thoughts.
A three-meter-tall giant man stood in front of Yang Ming. Although the shabby but clean clothes could not completely hide the bulging muscles underneath, a pair of strong arms and angular abdominal muscles were exposed.
Yang Ming thought that he was already tall, but compared with the strong man in front of him, he was a bit shorter. He had to look up to see the bright smile on his rough face.
"Didn't I ask you to help in the kitchen? Why did you come out to greet the guests without permission?" A scolding voice sounded behind the strong man, and then a slender hand pulled the strong man's clothes from behind, forcing a little gap. , a figure squeezed through the gap.
"Ruolan, don't I want to help you?" The giant man scratched the back of his head and said naively.
"Okay, okay, you'd better go to the kitchen and help my father."
After the woman drove away the giant man, she turned to look at Yang Ming. With a smile on her face, she said in a polite voice: "The guest is not scared. Although Awang looks fierce, he does not mean any harm. Please Don't blame him."
Yang Ming shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind, then looked around, then found a corner and sat down.
The woman named Ruolan brought tea, put it in front of Yang Ming, and said enthusiastically: "The guest is a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first time coming to my place to eat?"
Yang Ming smiled and nodded, and then asked what delicious food was available here. Ruolan said proudly: "Guest, you have come to the right place. My father's craftsmanship is one of the best around here, even for high-ranking officials in the Holy City. He also often visits my house.”
"I won't pick any more. I'll just ask you to help me pick out some delicious dishes and bring them to you." Yang Ming said with a smile.
"Okay!" Ruolan patted her small but elastic chest, and then walked towards the kitchen.
Yang Ming smiled and whispered: "What a straightforward girl."
After a while, Ruolan placed several plates of fragrant food in front of Yang Ming and said, "Guest, this is your first time coming to our restaurant. These dishes are our signature dishes. Please try them quickly. See if it suits your taste?"
Yang Ming smelled the fragrant food in front of him and couldn't help but move his index finger. Thinking that he hadn't eaten a decent meal for a long time, he quickly picked up a piece of meat from an unknown animal and put it into his mouth.
"The meat is soft yet elastic, and the meat is overflowing with juice. It's endless aftertaste. It's delicious! It's delicious!" Yang Ming said "delicious" twice in a row. Ruolan also showed a proud smile when she saw this, and then looked at After looking around, there weren't many customers, so he started to introduce other dishes.
Suddenly, a group of well-equipped soldiers walked in from the gate and quickly surrounded the hotel. Then a middle-aged man who looked sallow and thin slowly walked into the hotel. He raised his eyes and looked around and shouted: "The city defenders are doing business. I have nothing to do." Everyone, please leave quickly!"
When the guests saw this, they stopped caring about eating and immediately stood up and rushed out of the hotel. Soon, only Yang Ming and Ruolan were left in the hotel lobby.
"Boy, didn't you hear what I said?" The middle-aged man shouted displeasedly when he saw Yang Ming still minding his own meal.
"I eat my food, you do yours, and I won't hinder you. Why do you want to drive me away?" Yang Ming put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked up at the middle-aged man.
"Hey, who do you think you are? Do you dare to talk to me like this? Do you think your life is too long?" The middle-aged man was angered by Yang Ming's words. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding soldiers pulled out their weapons and pointed at Yang Ming. .
Seeing this, Ruolan quickly stood in front of Yang Ming and said in a low voice: "Don't touch Mr. Bing. He is just a guest of the hotel. You have a lot of money, so don't blame him."
"You're lucky, I came here on a mission today, little girl. I heard that there is a fugitive hiding here. If you are wise, I will hand him over." The middle-aged man looked at Ruolan with a fierce look on his face and said.
"I don't have any fugitives here. Awang is not a fugitive. He..." Ruolan realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly covered her mouth.
"Awang? He is indeed a Tibetan, go and catch him!" the middle-aged man shouted to the soldiers behind him.
"Awang, run!" Ruolan shouted loudly in the direction of the kitchen, but was slapped by the middle-aged man and knocked to the ground. A bright red palm print was clearly printed on the former's face.
"If you dare to tip off, even if you are a comrade, arrest her too!" The middle-aged man ordered, and two soldiers came up and held Ruolan up.
Yang Ming's eyebrows twitched, hesitating whether to take action, but he didn't know whether Awang was a fugitive, and taking action rashly might drag him into trouble, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
"Bang bang."
There were sounds of fighting in the kitchen, and then two soldiers were thrown out and fell in front of the middle-aged man. Awang rushed out of the kitchen, saw Ruolan being arrested, and roared at the middle-aged man: "Let her go!"
"That's him, come on!" After the middle-aged man saw Awang, his eyes flashed, and he quickly ordered his men to rush forward. Perhaps because he was too excited, his originally sallow face now looked like a cooked shrimp. Very red.
"ah!"
Awang was surrounded by many soldiers and roared towards the sky. His already strong body began to swell with blood. A trace of gray air overflowed from the surface of his skin, and he soon turned into a four-meter-tall giant. His whole body was filled with an aura of madness.
