After letting Ba Twelve experience the feeling of being a translator, Fang Yingxing also roughly understood the content on the stone wall.
Compared to Ba Twelve's sudden realization, his face darkened and he began to send cordial greetings directly in his heart.
This true dragon turned out to belong to the original Dark Tribe forces. They built this cave to leave opportunities for future generations of Dark Tribe monks.
Therefore, a ban was placed beside the spring. As long as they were young and had excellent bones, primitive dark tribe boys and girls could enter and gain a chance.
Monks with too high realms cannot practice its techniques, so it does not allow monks with high realms to enter, lest their techniques be stolen, and countless casual cultivating geniuses lose the opportunity to obtain the most powerful techniques.
After hearing this, Fang Yingxing admired the real dragon in his heart. He wanted to pass on his magic to future generations, open up a new path, and also allow more monks to have a fairer chance to obtain the real dragon's magic.
Fang Yingxing felt that its tomb would be moved around in order to inherit its skills and allow more people to have the opportunity to obtain them.
However, the following article made this admiration disappear directly.
This real dragon actually set up a great formation, and all those who entered the cave, except the primitive dark tribe, would be wiped out.
But what this guy doesn't know is that in future generations, the Dark Tribe will no longer be the original Dark Tribe, and only a few people have the blood of the original Dark Tribe.
So this dragon is really a pit dragon. All the creatures that enter this cave, whether they are humans, beast cultivators, blood chaos tribes or dark tribes, almost never come back.
Because those with high realms, such as the most advanced creatures, can certainly come out after entering, but they all have their own great method and do not need to learn from it, so they will not come in at all, and monks with lower realms will be completely wiped out if they come in. , it is impossible to go out.
The most deceptive thing is that this real dragon did not leave any backup after death, but actually gave birth to corpse spirits. I am afraid that even if the genius of the original dark tribe really enters, he will not be able to escape the fate of falling. The thin wall is actually a formation containing murderous intent. Picture, if it wasn’t for the original Dark Tribe who exploded it, he would definitely be killed directly. Even if it was exploded, it would be the same if he passed here.
As for why Fang Yingxing was fine, he guessed it was because of the hidden body in his body. He was a little scared when he thought about it. If it hadn't been for the sudden addition of a dark body in his body, he might have been tricked by this dragon.
But this also proves that the Dark Lord must have some special relationship with the original Dark Tribe.
Twelve was chewing a century-old medicinal herb with relish. It was a radish-shaped spiritual plant. After taking a bite, the spiritual energy spread out, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Fang Yingxing thought to himself that if the master were here, he would definitely be very sad and jump up to accuse them of extorting natural resources. This kind of spiritual plant can best retain its spiritual energy by making it into elixirs.
But looking at the little girl's eyes that narrowed into crescents, Fang Yingxing didn't want to disturb her happiness.
She is indeed a foodie, well, she is also a master of keeping money.
She stuffed all the elixirs into her treasure box.
However, she also said that these elixirs were a bit bitter and not as delicious as her steamed buns.
They saw a huge dragon bone embedded on the far wall, emitting a golden glow.
Fang Yingxing and Ba Twelve slowly approached and carefully observed the dragon bone. Its own pressure should be very terrifying, but it seemed to be suppressed deliberately.
However, after seeing the words above, Fang Yingxing completely felt the pain of illiteracy.
Yes, that is the original Dark Tribe text again. The so-called knowledge is power, maybe this is the truth.
Luckily the human translator is here.
Ba Twelve carefully translated the above text and wrote it into the human language, but it was very difficult to write, perhaps because it involved the Great Dao.
Fang Yingxing discovered that this child was really a genius. She was only seven years old, but she could already write so proficiently and was proficient in two languages. Fang Yingxing felt ashamed.
After Ba Twelve finished writing so hard, she was already sweating profusely, and her hair stuck tightly to her little cheeks.
Fang Yingxing took out the sweet fruit from the spirit tree and handed it to the little girl.
Ba Twelve's eyes lit up, he hugged the fruit and started chewing it.
Fang Yingxing carefully observed the content of the text. Just seeing the first three words, Fang Yingxing felt excited in his heart.
"True Dragon Technique" is clearly written on it.
True dragon, this is a legendary creature. Its terrifying bloodline is said to be invincible at the same level, but there are very few bloodlines that can compare with the true dragon.
The technique is naturally very mysterious, and Fang Yingxing is looking forward to it at this moment.
There were several kinds of spells recorded below. Fang Yingxing looked at them and covered them directly, thinking that either the pit dragon had a rather strange mind, or it thought that the people who came were all weirdos who could transform into dragons.
Because, these recorded techniques are all prepared for the Dragon Clan...
However, Fang Yingxing also knew that he could not use these techniques directly, but he could learn from their internal laws.
He wants to create a law!
He first asked Ba Twelve to practice outside where the corpse spirits once stayed, because that place was more suitable for the dark tribe to practice.
After memorizing the spell written on the ground, he raised his head, opened his eternal pupils, stared at the dragon bone, and felt the laws of the great path within it.
Watching the runes flicker, a strange realm appeared. He felt that everything around him was gradually blurring. All sounds, smells, etc. disappeared, leaving only the flying golden runes.
In the end, all the runes disappeared, and he was the only one left in the world.
He was constantly pumping his fists and palms, accompanied by dragon roars, blasting and impacting.
Then, he gradually transformed into a giant dragon, covered with hard dragon scales, each one shining with golden light, like golden armor under the sunlight. The muscle lines under the dragon scales are clearly visible, showing strong strength and speed. The dragon's tail is long and powerful, with a sharp end.
That roar was definitely one of the most shocking sounds in the world. There was a thunderous sound in its throat, like an ancient spell echoing in the air.
Then, he continued to perform the true dragon technique on the dragon bone until he mastered every move perfectly.
Every blow seems to be able to split the world and make the world tremble.
No, no, this is not my way!
Fang Yingxing began to cast spells in retrograde motion. The characteristics of the dragon were disappearing, and his human body was gradually restored.
"Diamond Sutra" says: "All dharmas have no self."
The so-called law does not necessarily have to be recorded to be the strongest. The law can exist without relying on anything. You must find your own way.
After recovering his body, he continued to punch in the world, his dragon roar was loud and clear, and his aura of invincibility was overwhelming.
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From the perspective of Ba Twelve, Fang Yingxing had been standing there, staring at the mural for a whole year. She was worried at first, but after observing Fang Yingxing's strange situation, she wisely did not continue to disturb Fang Yingxing, but every day It is better to place the elixir next to Fang Yingxing to create an environment rich in spiritual energy for Fang Yingxing.
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Fang Yingxing himself didn't know how many punches or palms he had thrown. It could be tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions.
Finally, the golden light flashed in his eyes, he shouted loudly, and a golden shadow condensed in his hand, with a picture of three dragons on it, and the dragon's aura was majestic.
Fang Yingxing enlarged it, condensed it on his chest, and gradually condensed it into an entity, becoming increasingly clear and finally taking shape.
True dragon seal, creation!
