Aiming for the Immortal Path

"this……"

Facing Su Twelve's rhetorical question, the young Yunlong dragon was speechless for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the spirit turtle for help.

He has been in the world for only twenty years and has never left the realm of Tianyu Peak.

Even with dragon blood and talent, the Yunlong young dragon's knowledge is quite limited.

"My master has always been sincere to his people, whether they are friends or spiritual beasts like us. As spiritual beasts, we should repay our kindness and go to the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire for our master at critical moments. Little guy, you... can understand what I meant?"

The spirit turtle's eyes rolled, and he immediately spoke quickly, reminding the young Yunlong.

Being reduced to the Su Twelve Spirit Beast, it was naturally unwilling to accept it, and it also had its own little thoughts and calculations.

However, after spending many years in the world of cultivating immortals, he has become almost an old monster in terms of experience and wisdom.

Even if Su Twelve saw through the previous temptation, it would be harmless.

In this regard, it has never shown any strange emotions.

As for this moment, when he said these words, he was cooperating with Su Twelve to completely subdue the young cloud dragon.

This kind of thing, with its wisdom, does not require Su Twelve to say anything, he can understand it on his own.

"Master... Master, don't worry, as long as the master is willing to spare my life, from now on, Xiaolong is willing to be driven by the master, and go to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire for the master."

When the young Yunlong heard this, his body trembled slightly again.

I still can't hide my instinctive rejection of accepting people as my masters and being driven by them.

But his life was at stake. If he kept speaking harshly, he would probably die on the spot and lose his soul.

Thinking that once he dies, everything in front of him will become a dream.

The young Yunlong didn't care so much, and was busy stumbling around, bowing his head to Su Twelve and saying.

The arrogant head lowered, and his tone became more and more respectful as the voice sounded.

"Seriously?" Su Twelve stared, as if smiling

Feixiao stared at Yunlong in front of him.

"Absolutely no lies!" Yunlong Young Dragon said resolutely.

Having made up its mind to bow its head, it no longer hesitated.

I just thought secretly in my heart, let’s talk about it now, wait until the day comes when my cultivation level will be further advanced, and I will surpass the person in front of me, then I will try to get this situation back, and kill the opponent’s spirit to repay this humiliation and enslavement. hatred. .

Thinking of this, the young Yunlong's mood became even more relaxed unconsciously.

Su Twelve knew clearly what the young Yunlong was thinking.

But he saw through it, but didn't tell it.

The young Yunlong can bow his head this time, and even if he has revenge, he will continue to bow his head in the future.

The so-called pride of the Dragon Clan is naturally not worth mentioning.

It is not easy to completely convince a true dragon to use it for your own use, even if it is just a young dragon.

During this period, some skills and even more patience are required.

And Su Twelve felt that he didn't lack any of these things.

"Very good! Since you are willing to serve me as your master, I want to plant a spiritual bond in you. Are you... willing?"

"Don't worry, the spiritual contract will not have any impact on your future cultivation. It's not that I don't worry about you, but I'm just afraid of the worst. I have to be more prepared."

He raised his hand to disperse the fierce murderous intent condensed around the Nirvana Sword, and then summoned the flying sword in front of him.

Su Twelve asked the young Yunlong with a faint smile.

Even though he spoke out repeatedly, he did not conceal his thoughts and his distrust of the young Yunlong.

"this……"

The young Yunlong's heart skipped a beat.

Showing hesitation, he suddenly felt invisible sword light emitting from the flying sword in front of Su Twelve.

What he was about to say was swallowed back in his stomach in an instant.

Knowing that the situation was not good for him and that he had no choice, he nodded quickly.

"Of course! Xiaolong serves his master loyally, so why worry about this little spiritual deed."

He cursed Su Twelve in his heart for being treacherous and cunning. The young cloud dragon's beard trembled, but his face showed a relaxed expression of harmlessness.

The situation is stronger than that of humans. Even if it is a dragon, it has to bow its head if it does not want to die.

“So best!”

Su Twelve smiled and nodded. The moment he finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and his expression became serious.

His hands quickly formed clasps and chanted incantations.

A drop of his own essence and blood flew out from his fingertips under the stimulation of his true energy, and quickly condensed with the fluctuation of his true energy to form a blue-blue spirit mark mixed with wisps of blood-red.

The mark went straight to the young Yunlong.

The latter also knows the stakes and knows that at this moment, if he shows any resistance at all, he will be greeted by thunderous means that can completely destroy him.

Seeing the mark falling, the young Yunlong forcibly restrained his instincts and allowed the mark to sink into his body from between his eyebrows.

The next moment, a mysterious force spread within the body, covering all limbs and bones in the blink of an eye.

After the mysterious power spread, it disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace left.

But looking at the person in front of him, the young Yunlong had an indescribable feeling. I always feel that there is an invisible bond between the two of them. It seems that as long as the other party has a thought, I will be destroyed physically and mentally.

Damn it, the methods of these monks are really weird!

Could it be that... Ben Long can only be enslaved by him in this life?

Huh, don't let Ben Long find the opportunity, otherwise he will definitely let this bastard have a try

, the feeling of being enslaved.

Young Yunlong dragons are unruly by nature, and with little experience, they have an infinite desire for freedom.

At this moment, Su Twelve planted a spiritual contract and was forcibly adopted as a spiritual beast, and he secretly resented it in his heart.

But his life and death were in the control of Su Twelve. The young Yunlong narrowed his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth, showing no dissatisfaction at all.

"Master, are there any other instructions or things that Xiaolong needs to do next?"

Approaching Su Twelve, the young Yunlong grinned and asked cautiously.

"As commanded...of course there is."

Su Twelve prolonged his tone. As he spoke, under the doubtful gaze of the young Yunlong, he turned to look at the top of Tianyu Peak.

Previously, due to the efforts of the young Yunlong, all the buildings on the peak had collapsed, including the secret room where he was in retreat, which was not spared.

But the moment his eyes fell, Su Twelve's true energy emitted from his body, forming a terrifying force that enveloped the entire top of the mountain.

The terrifying power circulated, and in the blink of an eye, the ruins on the top of the mountain were completely destroyed, turned into fine powder, and scattered into the mountains and forests.

In an emergency, under the influence of power, countless spiritual minerals in the mountains and forests turned into masonry and green tiles, and countless spiritual trees and timber fell down and turned into the beams of the house.

In just a short time, several brick houses with spiritual wood as the frame and the bricks and stones from the spiritual mine as the walls appeared on the top of Tianyu Peak.

Su Twelve practiced various secret arts and spells, and at the Nascent Soul stage, he had spells that could move mountains.

Not to mention, his cultivation level has now reached a further level.

With the powerful power of true energy, he built a few rooms with nothing more than a few gestures.

After the room was completed, Su Twelve immediately raised his hand and waved.

In an instant, countless books, jade pupil slips and other classics flew into the house at the far end.