Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 94: The Secret of Eternity, the Mystery of Transformation

When Fulin Shen fell down, his eyes were filled with wonder and joy.

He is a manta ray that took form 20,000 years ago, and it took him 20,000 years to climb to the level of demon god. Fulin Shen's status among the demon gods is not high - even at the bottom. The demon clan judges success or failure based on bloodline, and apart from being stronger, the manta ray is only worthy of praise for its poisonous needles made from its tail spines.

But now, the tail thorn that he had tempered for thousands of years with his own essence was stuck in his opponent's throat.

In addition to the lacerations on his back, the pink-purple dragon also had several new injuries. Also, one of the bones was broken. None of these wounds were bleeding. This was not because the wounds on her body had healed, but because the wounds were temporarily maintained with essence, preventing them from worsening. Dragons' claws are very short, but as intelligent creatures, they use their tails to hold tools, and their tail fins are even more flexible than human fingers. It wagged its tail, and then pulled out Fulin Shen's tail spine from its throat.

As soon as the tail thorn left the little dragon's back, the flesh and blood there began to squirm, growing rapidly and blocking the wound. The essence and poisonous power of the demon god was forcibly dispersed by her, swimming in the blood. But it's not fatal.

Looking at the tail spur that was thrown off by the little dragon, the demon god showed a dying smile: "Hehehehe... hahahahaha... the saint clan... the saint clan... this is the power of the saint clan, this is the greatness of inheritance... …”

Xiaolong took a few breaths, and then said, his pleasant voice was particularly mocking because of the trauma: "You are going to die."

She spoke dragon language. This kind of inflected language is rarely understood in this world. But a siren who has lived in the sea for tens of thousands of years will understand a little bit.

"Is this...the compassion of the saints?" Fulin Shen spat out a mouthful of black blood. Just now, after Xiaolong took over his men's offensive with the Daxu Xingyun Gang, he swept across with the Galaxy Front. But the moment this guy attacked, the old demon god seized the opportunity and sent the poisonous thorn into the little dragon's throat. But for this reason, he was also hit by Xiaolong with a holy eternal strike, and his life was cut off. However, he didn't seem to care about his own death, and just looked at Xiaolong with admiration: "It's really... a luxurious feeling... hahahaha... Only human beings and saints can enjoy this kind of luxury..."

The demon civilization has been cut off long ago, and the ocean has been in chaos for millions of years. Everything is in its original state. Even if you achieve Mahayana cultivation. You also have to worry about whether you can survive until tomorrow. Compassion, compassion, and love are extremely luxurious for the demon clan.

Only by solving the most basic survival needs can we then satisfy our spiritual needs. This is something that the Siren, whose internal fighting consumes 99% of his strength, will never enjoy it.

"Why?" Xiaolong knocked down the monster that was trying to get up, and then asked in confusion: "Being able to withstand the dragon's majesty means that you have put life and death aside for a long time...Are you really a monster?"

When predators hunt among schools of fish, the first ones to be eaten are mostly old and weak fish. This group of old, weak, sick and disabled people exchanged their bodies for the continued survival of the ethnic group. But this is definitely not the subjective consciousness of fish. This is purely because weak fish have a greater chance of being eliminated.

Ants and bees will use their lives to stop invading areas, but because they are social animals at that time, social systems and classes have long been imprinted in their blood instincts. And the beast's instinct to save its cubs is also driven by instinct. "Bloodline continuation" occupies the first priority among bloodline roots.

Wild beasts sacrificing themselves for others have always been the innocent behavior of poor men of letters. Xiaolong understands better than anyone else that only civilized intelligent races will have the spirit of "self-sacrifice" in their subjective consciousness. But if you want to attack the dragons with the majesty of the dragon, you must rely on this spirit, rather than relying on instinct - because on this planet, "staying away from the dragons" is the most critical part of survival, and it is the instinct with the highest priority. .

"The Holy King teaches... Do you think I am still an ignorant beast?" The old demon god wanted to stand up, but Xiaolong slapped him down with his tail again. at this time. This small island has been turned into rubble by several flashes of their lightning fights. There is no stone larger than one cubic meter here, and the edges of some of the rubble are particularly sharp. The old demon god has lost all his power and is no longer invulnerable, so he might as well just lie down like this to avoid suffering any more before he dies. He lay on the sea, the blue skin of his back facing upward. The white face raised and said with a smile: "You saints... have monopolized all the inheritance in the sea for hundreds of millions of years... monopoly... monopoly... don't give it to us... the Holy King teaches the demon clan, we are no longer Beast... And he also promised us... He said... If I die here, my children will no longer have to be beasts... No need to be beasts... No need to eat monsters or be eaten by monsters... …”

Xiaolong raised his head, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "Stupid."

"Stupid... Is this how your saints view our demon clan?" The old demon god laughed, vomiting blood while laughing. The dragon essence has greatly damaged his body. However, he stared at Xiaolong without fear.

"Does the Dragon Clan have a monopoly on everything?" Xiaolong sneered, the dragon's chant rose and fell, and he told history in dragon language: "Why do you think the magical power of transformation can be passed down through the ages?"

"Transformation? Every monster knows..."

Xiaolong sneered: "Is it true that the magical power of transformation is innate?"

The old demon god was stunned: "What..."

"With your monster clan's IQ, which uses muscles and dantian to think, can you understand the 'blood phase'? Are you qualified to create a magical power that changes the blood phase? With the speed at which the monster clan is losing its inheritance, no cultivation method can be passed down more than Tens of thousands of years - but why can the magical power of transformation be passed down from the Eocene Era tens of millions of years ago to today? Especially since there were two destructions of the demon civilization in between?" Xiaolong tapped the sea monster's eyebrows: "Since It’s a human being, just think about it with the human mind, who is maintaining the last connection with the demon clan?”

The old demon god's eyes widened: "Saint clan..."

"Our dragon clan has a monopoly? Without the dragon clan, you beasts wouldn't even have a chance to get rid of the shackles of your blood!"

The old demon god roared: "Shut up! Even so, the magical power of transformation is just a little thing leaked from your fingers! The Holy King! The Holy King is the true dragon who leads the sea clan to tomorrow!"

"Education? I'm afraid the parasitic beast behind him is absorbing the innate moral energy, right?" Xiaolong stared at him. He said in a cold voice: "Idiots, you are just food for a certain parasitic beast!"

Fulin Shen's eyes widened, and he stood up regardless of it, shouting: "Since the saints sympathize with the monsters in their hearts, why did they allow us to become beasts?"

"Inexplicable obstacles."

"What?"

"The inexplicable obstacle." Xiaolong roared suppressed in his throat: "The demonic obstacle of the clan. It is indescribable. It is the greatest test and the fate of the clan."

"Doom..."

"The back soil that shaped the earth for this purpose in the ancient underworld did not go far at all before the little king of heaven and earth was drastically changed. The sea god and the original demon originally had hope of breaking through the indescribable obstacle, but they died young. I, the Holy Emperor of the Dragon Clan, had a premonition that we would be beaten to death in front of an inexplicable obstacle, so we stopped for the time being, and you, the Demon Clan, got two chances." Xiaolong sneered again. , Very impressive, Demon Emperor, very impressive. It’s a pity that they failed before that barrier. The result of the updated demon clan’s sword was not as good as that of the new demon clan.”

"The failed clan will naturally have to make room for those who are promising to succeed! Otherwise? What do you think? Why do we, the dragon clan, lie dormant?"

"Holy Emperor..." The God of Fulin still didn't believe it: "Impossible! You lied to me! It's inexplicable."

"Is this necessary?" Xiaolong snorted disdainfully.

Fulinshen also realized it. Xiaolong may not be able to escape, but he won't survive either. There was no need for her to deceive a dying demon.

The old demon god trembled and asked, "What does that inexplicable barrier look like?"

"An indescribable barrier. Once a clan reaches that point, it will no longer have any possibility of strength. They can only be trapped there forever... or turn into beasts again, or be eaten by the passing beast herd."

"Become a beast again...and be eaten by the beasts..." The old demon god's eyes widened. He had already guessed: "You...shouldn't..."

"Rather than letting you become a powerful civilization and then turn into a beast to bite back, it would be better for you to remain a beast. At least this beast that is not immortal can still be suppressed by our Dragon Clan. An immortal beast, even this side The world cannot bear it... When the time comes, if the world does not exist, can the demon clan still exist? Oh, although we may not be afraid of the immortal beasts, you will definitely die." After talking a lot, Xiaolong finally vented his anger. Somewhat resentful: "In short, the road taken 200 million years ago was wrong. Both the immortal and mortal worlds were stuck there. Before the new clan broke through the obstacles on the Tan Islands, or before our clan achieved a new road, the monsters The clan can only be a beast - don't look at me like that. Now that you have tasted the taste of civilization, you don't want to be a beast, but according to the path of the Shixin clan, you will be tired of civilization and tear yourself apart in a million years. Painted skin becomes a beast again..."

The old demon god looked at Xiaolong with resentment. Xiaolong's words destroyed his hopes. Especially the word "Holy King" made him realize that Holy King David might not be the co-lord of the Dragon Clan at all. What they are following now is the rebellion of the Holy Race! He shouted in a dying voice: "You lied to me...you lied to me...you lied to me..."

Xiaolong squinted his eyes and opened his mouth to reveal the second row of teeth. This is the "laugh" of the dragon clan. She bent the dragon's head and whispered in the ear of the old demon god: "Then let me tell you the true meaning of transformation, okay?"

"What……"

"In the dragon clan's practice, nothing is the decisive factor, only transformation - speaking of it, transformation should not be called transformation. It is an ever-changing method that breaks through the shackles of the innate. You just don't know how to use it. So I only know how to transform into dragons, humans, war forms, and original forms... that's all."

Xiaolong lowered his head and spoke softly.

The old demon god's slightly dilated pupils suddenly tightened. Xiaolong said the secret, I'm afraid it's true... If he can pass this secret back to the clan and pass it on to his children, maybe his children will become extraordinary...

In his mind, all the heroic sacrifices and all the tranquility disappeared. All that's left is reluctance and resentment.

The old demon god hugged Xiaolong with his backhand: "Help me... kill Ao Tian..."

Xiaolong thrust a scale into the back of the old demon god's head: "I can't guarantee anything."

"you……"

"I haven't become a demon yet, and I can't be used by a brave guy." Xiaolong said: "You just heard the eternal secret, and there is no hypocrisy. I want to take your life and body as reward, it's not too much."

A spell penetrated the demon god's body. The dragon essence, which had long been entangled with the demon god's vitality, began to refine the corpse.

After doing all this, Xiaolong stroked the reverse scale with his tail fin: "I almost hit the reverse scale, I'm a girl too..."

After confirming that the demon god's corpse was being refined, Xiaolong lay on the rubble, half of his body immersed in the sea water, quietly watching the demons surrounding him in the distance.

"The last battle..."

"It's a pity that I've only been transformed for a few years... I haven't accumulated enough..." (To be continued ~^~)

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