Chapter 38 It’s difficult to raise a real dragon in shallow water

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1970Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
Zhou Ji raised his head and looked up into the sky. The white light of the saplings of creation was soaring into the sky. The portal in the void was twisting and fading gradually. There was not much time left for him to think. However, he had already made up his mind. Hesitating and hesitating, he just did it for Master Mei to see and let Wei Shiqi listen to it through her mouth.

He fluttered his sleeves, and the white snake and the brocade-patterned poisonous poison both rolled down and turned into two enchanting women with pale and pitiful looks. He took out the Demon Refining Sword from his left sleeve and the Evil Exorcism Sword from his right sleeve. He gave it to Master Mei, clapped his hands, and said: "I'd like to trouble you to take Master Mei to the upper realm and hand it over to the Lord of Dayingzhou. I will stay here for several more years. I will return to the Upper Realm in the future and pay my respects to Master Mei again."

Master Mei received Wei Shiqi's care and allowed him to stay or go without saying anything. He smiled and bowed, with the clouds and mist under his feet rising slowly with two demons. The Rakshasa girl's face was full of joy. She returned to the upper realm and her long-cherished wish was fulfilled. She still had the love of the past and received the care of a true immortal. It must have been a new world. Xiaobai frowned slightly and looked back at Zhou Ji with an inquiring intention. Seeing that Zhou Ji waved his hand towards him with a very decisive attitude, he stopped thinking about it.

Master Mei saw everything in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

Zhou Ji watched the three people submerge into the void. After a few breaths, the portal shrank into a line, the white light dimmed, and gradually disappeared. The sapling of creation had consumed a lot of vitality, and its branches and leaves drooped, leaving only a faint glimmer of light, withering. There was silence all around, with the rustling of sand, one moment closer, another moment far away, and finally he was the only one left in this world.

He chose to stay, but he had other plans.

I thought it was puzzling before. Normally, Fang Dongtian could only withstand the full strength of the Dongtian people. However, with his Yangshen realm cultivation, he fought fiercely with the demons for a long time. Instead of being rejected, he had a vague feeling that Yangshen was far beyond what Fangdongtian could do. He thought over and over again about the limit of tolerance, and speculated that this abnormality was related to the return of heaven and earth to chaos.

When the Hongmeng first opened, the cave sky evolved into the world, the sun, the moon, winds, clouds, mountains, forests, rivers, seas, and vegetation. Then there were living people and people who practiced Taoism. The order was established and could not be lost. People above the cave sky had great supernatural powers that could destroy the heaven and the earth. The so-called "shallow water" It is difficult to raise a real dragon" and it will be driven away by the mighty power of heaven and earth. If the power of one world is applied to the body, if one does not have the cultivation level of an elephant, how can one take it lightly? When the stars and rivers hang upside down, the land of Kyushu sinks, the heaven and earth return to chaos, order disappears, and shallow pools turn into vast seas, not to mention Yang Shen, even the manifestation of the saint is no problem.

The demon was watching from the side, and there was an inexhaustible supply of sands of time. One hundred and eight layers of imprints were used to achieve the realm of Yangshen. Zhou Ji vaguely guessed that this was his opportunity, and he was not willing to let it go easily. Since Wei Shiqi has been promoted to a true immortal, he cannot be too far behind, otherwise he will not be able to protect himself. Although he is a clone, he is still arrogant and has his own will. He only wants to be his true self. destroy.

With nothing to hold on to and nothing to worry about, he patted the sapling of creation, smiled, spread his wings, and flew into the sand of time. The five-color divine light swallowed up the chaos, and the chaotic flow spurted out. The true energy is rising steadily, and when it doesn't move, the energy becomes full and bulging, with nowhere to vent.

Zhou Ji stopped his body, clasped his elbows with both hands, and hovered in the void. The Sand of Time slowly rotated three feet away. His mind moved slightly, and his true energy suddenly turned into a giant dragon, with teeth and claws spread, and roared into the spine. Within, the five-color divine light sickle was tightly entangled, and the fish and dragon changed, trying to inject another brand.

He used the Zixu Yiyuan Gong to refine this treasure, and it has been imprinted with one hundred and eight levels of branding. He has refined the five-color Divine Light Scythe to the extreme, and he has made further progress. It is so difficult, but the Divine Light Scythe refuses to accept it. I tried several times, but to no avail, wasting real energy in vain. Zhou Ji was neither impatient nor impatient, sweeping around the saplings of creation in circles, sucking up the sand of time, waiting for the true energy to be replenished, and continued to work hard with water, doing hopeless things, without caring about gains and losses. After becoming Yang Shen, he gained a deeper understanding of Zixu Yiyuan Gong. The earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. The wind is gentle, the sun is bright, the thunder and the storm are all natural. Every time the true energy comes from the surplus. Exhausted, and then replenished, Zixu's Yuan Gong produced subtle changes. Even in the small world of Bilian, he could not sharpen his true energy so unscrupulously.

Thousands of miles away, surrounded by black smoke, Demon Yuwen began to appear in human form, his face changed beyond recognition, and his outline was blurred. After being hit hard for the second time, he was at the end of his strength and felt deeply tired. He slowly leaned down, hugged his knees with his hands, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep. The sand of time passed through his body without causing any trouble to him.

The problem he faced was how to seize the essence and strengthen the demonic energy.

After sleeping in the darkness for an unknown period of time, Yuwen suddenly woke up, his heart throbbing, as if a big change was coming. He stood up and looked around, and was shocked to find that the sands of time were rushing in accordance with a certain rhythm. Like eating mulberry leaves, there is a rustling sound, and there is a hint of order in the chaos. Is it possible that the first division of Hongmeng, the creation of heaven and earth, is just around the corner? Yu Wenshi thought for a few times, but he always felt that something was wrong. He was about to jump up and turned into a black smoke, running back and forth for thousands of miles. He finally realized that the sand of time was not flowing randomly, but rolled into an extremely huge vortex, and Contracting inward at an extremely slow rate.

Could it be that the true immortal from the upper realm took action and wanted to take him into his trap?

He sat unsteadily, gritted his teeth, and quickly fled to the center of the whirlpool.

In the chaos, time and space were distorted, but this time, he walked straight through the Sands of Time without encountering many obstacles. This was not a good sign. Yu Wenshi was restless. He knew something was wrong but didn't know what was going on. He could only follow his instinctive call and keep getting closer.

The closer he got to the center of the vortex, the clearer the induction. He noticed that the Sands of Time were constantly disappearing, the cave sky was collapsing inward, and the original power of the world was declining. In an instant, Yu Wenshi suddenly realized, and finally understood, the origin of the Chaos Qi Cave Sky Lock , is not something hidden somewhere at all. In this chaos, the omnipresent sand of time is the origin.

He stretched out his hand to grab a handful of Sand of Time, and looked at it intently for a long time. When his palms crossed, wisps of light smoke slowly rose up, as if mocking him for not knowing what he could do. Although the power of time cannot dispel the demonic energy, the demonic energy cannot infect the sands of time. The origin of the Chaos Qi Cave Heavenly Lock is right in front of him and within reach, but what can he do?

Yu Wenshi suddenly remembered the fat Taoist who called himself Zhou Ji. He used the five-color divine light to strip away the power of time and turn it into chaos and turbulence, absorbing the extremely pure vitality. It turned out that he was the real owner of this sect's treasure, and he wanted to borrow the vitality. To strengthen the demonic energy, you must discuss it with him and bow your head and submit.

The devil has always been arrogant, how could he be willing to bow to the enemy?

At this time, at that time, Yu Wenshi, the demon who once roamed across Da Yingzhou and acted recklessly, has fallen into such a situation that even he himself feels sad. The so-called tiger falls in the sun and the dragon swims in the shallow water, it is nothing more than this.