The rain suddenly came in torrents.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, the dragon shuttled through the sea of clouds, and there seemed to be a dragon roar that resounded throughout the world.
After a while, he suddenly changed direction and no longer walked along the river. Instead, he turned back into the mountains and galloped towards the east.
"What...what's wrong?" Jiang Xiaobai's face turned pale. A bad premonition came from his heart, and even that kind of fear filled his whole body.
no answer.
Aokuo moved faster among the mountains and ridges, even almost throwing Jiang Xiaobai away several times.
The dragon is mighty.
The thunder and lightning were even worse, and the rainstorm was like a waterfall, so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe.
"Sir, if Ao really has the chance to transform into a dragon, should he open a road over the mountains, build a bridge across the water, and move forward without hesitation?" Jiaolong Aokuo suddenly asked.
"You mean..." Jiang Xiaobai was shocked and said, "You already have the opportunity to transform into a dragon?"
"Mr. Shicai recited "Xiaoyaoyou", and Ao's heart relaxed. He even got enlightenment from Mr. Ao. He felt that it is today that he will transform into a dragon. He has traveled more than 800 miles to the East China Sea and there are many high mountains. Ao will not know how to do it. I will repeat the same mistakes again, and my life will be ruined. Eight hundred years of hard work are today. If I can't transform into a dragon now, Ao will no longer live. I know that Mr. Taoism is superb. Please protect my Tao. If Ao can't control himself, what's the point? I have a tendency to flood the city, sir, please take action to destroy my dragon soul, and don’t let the living beings suffer." The dragon suddenly said.
Enlightenment?
When did I enlighten you, why didn’t I know?
Jiang Xiaobai was shocked.
"It's too late, sir. If Naokuo survives and ends up in the sea by chance, I will come to find you one day to repay today's kindness. If Naokuo really does harm to the people, please behead me without mercy, sir." As he said that, he suddenly turned over, and the huge dragon's body suddenly fell from the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck Nao Kuo in the abdomen.
Jiang Xiaobai suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and his entire body had separated from the dragon's body and was falling rapidly.
The next moment, he felt a huge dragon claw dragging his body. It turned out to be a dragon that had been struck by lightning.
He dragged Jiang Xiaobai tightly, protected Jiang Xiaobai under the dragon's claws, and smashed his whole body into the mountains, actually crushing a mountain range.
As soon as he landed, Aokuo placed Jiang Xiaobai on the top of a mountain, and the dragon's body rose into the sky again, running towards the heavy rain.
"ah……"
A shrill scream came, the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and the dragon's body smashed into the earth again.
The dragon turned over, and instead of looking towards Jiang Xiaobai, he turned over. In an instant, the mountains split open. As the dragon moved, the mountains shattered, and pieces of scales fell off. The dragon was covered in blood.
Blood and rain mixed together, and an extremely fishy smell spread.
The pain of falling scales is like the feeling of a person having his fingernails ripped off, but the falling scales will never reappear.
When a dragon walks through water, it goes against the will of heaven.
The dragon moved away, its huge body crushing the mountains one after another. When its scales fell off, the dragon turned over and dragged the earth into a huge chasm.
The flash flood suddenly surged, and the dragon's water moved the earth's veins, and underground water gushed out, submerging one mountain after another in an instant.
I saw the dragon, but I didn't care about it. It just headed east. It moved around one hilltop after another, tapping the ground and walking away.
Jiang Xiaobai stood on the top of the mountain. Among the mountains, the dragon figure had disappeared, leaving only the collapsed mountains, which were devastated, and the land was riddled with holes.
"You evil beast, you dare to wander here, you will die!"
There was a loud shout that resounded throughout the world.
However, he saw that a sword broke through the sea of clouds, and the sword glowed loudly. It was really a sword that shone in the Nineteen Continents, but the sword was not stable. It was suspected that the sword was drawn in a hurry.
From further away, there was the scream of a giant dragon, the sound of rolling thunder, and the sound of mountains collapsing.
After a moment, a person stepped on the clouds and flew away in the sky. He carried the scabbard on his back. He must have been the one who drew the sword.
Among the endless mountains, the man who came on the clouds looked solemn and looked for the sword light. After searching for a hundred miles, he saw a severed tail and many dragon scales among the mountains and ravines.
"It turns out to be Taoist fellow Qingyun Sword Zong Ning, can you find any trace of that evil beast?" At this time, a Taoist priest in Taoist robes was riding on a huge immortal boat and asked the man carrying the sword.
The man carrying the sword is none other than Ning Zhijie, the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, one of the three top sects in the entire Daling Dynasty.
Ning Zhijie looked up, his eyes were filled with joy, and he said, "It turns out to be Taoist Master Songyang of Zhenwu Mountain."
"This is not the time to reminisce about old times. As soon as I deduced that this evil beast had the intention to cheat today, I rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, I was still a step too late. I quickly boarded the fairy boat and must catch up with that beast. Don't let him Get away." Taoist Master Songyang of Zhenwu Mountain said.
Ning Zhijie jumped onto the fairy boat and said, "I have cut off its tail. It is seriously injured and cannot escape far."
"Yeah!" Taoist Master Songyang said.
The two of them drove the fairy boat and searched along the mountain range crushed by the dragon.
After searching for half an hour, an endless lake appeared in front of me, already stained red with blood.
Ning Zhijie, the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, frowned and said with some confusion: "This evil beast has the heart to die. It seems to have been enlightened by an expert. It opens roads in the mountains and builds bridges in the water. But look at what it does. The trajectory seems to have foresight and to maintain rationality. If it encounters a city or village, it will bear the pain of falling scales with its flesh and blood, and will never cause water to harm the people. However, such behavior makes it hundreds and thousands of times more difficult to transform into a dragon. If you are not careful, your body will die and your Tao will disappear, leaving no chance of rebuilding."
Taoist Master Songyang nodded, seeming to feel something.
"How about letting him go?" Taoist Master Songyang felt pity.
"Forget it, that evil beast is going to the East China Sea. Don't forget about that person at Hanshan Temple in the East China Sea." Ning Zhijie said with a smile.
…
On the shore of the East China Sea.
Outside Hanshan Temple, a monk wearing cassocks stood barefoot on the cliff of the East China Sea, watching the waves crashing on the shore.
He turned suddenly.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the mountains that were like an earthquake. He made Buddha seals with his hands and pressed down suddenly between the mountains.
Boom!
The next moment, a dragon covered in blood came out from between the mountains. It took off all its scales and armor. It was made of flesh and blood to clear the way. The tail of the dragon was chopped off, but fortunately, the body of the real dragon was already formed, and only the last step was left. Entering the sea, the sea is vast and the dragon leaps.
However, that Buddha seal almost killed its dragon soul. When the sun came out again, a monk in cassocks was seen standing on the bank of the East China Sea.
At this moment, it is exhausted and has no power to fight anymore.
Reluctantly, entering the sea is so close, but seems so far away.
It closed its eyes slightly, seeming to accept its fate.
Unexpectedly, the monk just glanced at it and murmured to himself: "I was born with a Buddha body, in the Vajra realm, and the Buddha seal I formed, I can't kill this evil beast that has not become a true dragon. It's strange."
At this time, I saw a woman dressed in red from Hanshan Temple appearing on the edge of the cliff. She shouted at the top of her lungs: "Zhao Xiaohu, it's time to go home for dinner. I cooked your favorite braised pork." Meat, hurry up, Hou Shaozong has brought the good wine that the mayor has collected for many years, Immortal Thirst, if you don’t come back, he will drink it all.”
"Here we come." The monk glanced at the exhausted dragon again. The next moment, he turned around and left, taking one step forward, but he had already stepped onto the Hanshan Temple.
Aokuo, who originally thought he would die, was suddenly stunned. He felt happy about surviving the disaster, but it was more weird.
Monk, woman, braised pork, fine wine?
Is this definitely a temple?
Shaking his head and not thinking about it, Aokuo Jiao's body jumped into the East China Sea, turned into a real dragon, and disappeared into the vast sea.
