I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Yuan Hai.

Xia Che stood at a loss in the grand palace. Compared with this palace, he was like an ant that got into a human house, so inconspicuous.

Xia Chedan didn't know what method the Python Dragon Guard used to bring him here, and he didn't know where he was in Yuanhai now, but the ubiquitous Longwei around him made him understand that this is the Dragon Palace!

Real Dragon Residence! The real power center of Yuanhai!

Every one of the guards who came and went exuded powerful fluctuations, Xia Chedan didn't dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction, curled up, and stood cautiously aside, waiting for the summoning of the big man.

But he saw the auspicious cloud patterns everywhere, so he wasn't too flustered.

Yunlong's lineage, his own people!

At the same time, in another splendid palace, a giant white jade dragon lying on the bottom of the sea like a huge mountain in the sea, the dragon's power almost condensed into substance, and drove the sea water away.

A majestic middle-aged man in white clothes emerged out of thin air and walked slowly towards the giant dragon. He was leaning on a crutch in his right hand, and he limped as he walked. Every time the crutch touched the ground, it made a thunderous bang. After a while, the man in white stood in front of the dragon. Compared with the dragon, he seemed like a small stone appearing under a high mountain.

The giant dragon like a mountain slowly opened one eye, staring at the man in white in front of him, without opening his mouth, he said via voice transmission: "Is it the Canglong or the Yellow Dragon?"

The man in white shook his head slightly: "Not at all."

The giant dragon slowly closed his eyes: "Then what can I do with the old man? Don't disturb the old man's sleep."

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly: "Father, your little granddaughter has entered the sea!"

"Fart!" said the giant dragon, "You guys have been living up to it for almost a thousand years, and you got me more than twenty dragons in total...Where did I get a granddaughter?"

The middle-aged man looked at the dragon: "Father, it's Dage's..."

"You Dage..." The giant dragon suddenly remembered something, trembled all over, and suddenly the sea floor shook, and the man in white hurriedly shouted, "Father, turn into a human body! Turn into a human body!"

After the words fell, the figure like a mountain dragon shrank rapidly, and finally turned into an old man with white hair and a childlike face. He was surprised: "Is it Xiaoyaoer? My little Yaoer has entered the sea?"

"She forgives us?"

"Quick, quick, light up the seabed for thousands of miles. Go, gather thirty thousand, no, gather eighty thousand water demons, and welcome our little dragon girl!"

The man in white shook his head slightly: "Father, please calm down. According to the report, you are accompanying a young man of the human race to go to sea to do business."

"Young Lord of the Human Race?" The old man transformed into a giant dragon frowned, releasing awe-inspiring murderous aura, "Have you found out who it is?"

"I don't know yet, I have already sent someone to investigate!" The man in white replied, "I just came to tell you, old man, if you want to see it, you should take a look at it from a distance. In Yuanhai, Taoism and Confucianism The door doesn't work."

"Alas..." The old man was obviously moved for a moment, then shook his head again, "Forget it, if this old man moves, it will inevitably attract the attention of Canglong and Yellow Dragon, and he will not live up to Aotian's entrustment."

"It's better to be indifferent to the outside world."

The man in white nodded: "Understood."

"That..." The old man thought for a while, "Go pick some treasures, and then send some people to trouble them, and then keep the treasures if they lose. That's our Princess Yunlong, we can't be too shabby."

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged." The middle-aged man smiled. The old man sighed softly, and was about to revert back to his true form as a giant dragon, when suddenly a dragon chant came out of his mind.

The old man turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in white. The man in white also stared wide-eyed.

The two looked at each other for a moment, with incredulous expressions on their faces, and said in unison: "The holy voice of Zulong!"

"how is this possible?"

...

"How is it possible!" The same exclamation came from Mastiff Lingling's mouth. Even though he had never seen Zulong, the memory in his blood made him sure that this was the voice of Zulong.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the ancient legend in Yuan Hai.

When Zulong decided to leave, he gathered three inheritances and distributed them to the three bloodlines closest to him, namely the body of the dragon, the law of the dragon, and the wisdom of the dragon.

Among them, the real dragon who obtained the body of the ancestral dragon evolved into the lineage of the Yellow Dragon, possessing the almost indestructible body of the ancestral dragon and breaking through spells with strength. The dragon family is special, above the Great Saint, it is called the Dragon King against the semi-saint and Taoist. The Dragon King of the Yellow Dragon lineage has the power to suppress the barbarian gods who are also good at physical bodies.

In addition to Yellow Dragon, Canglong has obtained the law of the ancestral dragon. The supernatural powers are vast and the spells are powerful. The true dragon formula practiced by the water demon clan is a simplified version of the Canglong Canon practiced by the Canglong. The strength is evident, and the Canglong is also the most powerful of the three true dragons in Yuanhai. branch. It almost takes two other training hands to fight.

Finally, Yunlong got the wisdom of Zulong. In layman's terms, it is to obtain the power of the ancestor dragon's soul. The lower limit of this branch is extremely low, but the upper limit is extremely high. When weak, even ordinary water monsters of the same level can't fight, but when strong...

Let's put it this way, there are rumors in the sea that Yun Aotian, the descendant of the previous generation of Yunlong Dragon King, is said to be only the Great Saint strength of the Half step Dragon King, which is equivalent to the search realm of the Confucianism of the human race, but Canglong dispatched six Dragons to surround and kill him King.

In the end, two fell.

Li Qinglian of the human race and Yun Aotian of the dragon race, these are the two peaks that have been called together in the past few hundred years.

In addition to the inheritance of the three lines, there is another rumor that the inheritance of the three lines is actually three keys, which can stimulate the soul of the ancestral dragon in the blood of the true dragon.

So much so that Yuan Haizhong had always guessed that the reason why Yun Aotian was so powerful was because he had awakened the soul of the ancestor dragon.

But all these rumors are now shattered in Mastiff Lingling's mind like a crystal, because he heard the holy voice of Zulong.

The true dragon chant that can only be uttered by the soul of the awakened ancestral dragon!

When I was still in Yuanhai last time, I heard that both Canglong and Yellow Dragon had real dragons that awakened the ancestor dragon soul. This time, is it the turn of Yunlong?

And it's own mistress!

I bleed my mother! I have blocked the knife for my mother!

The pattern opens instantly!

...

Yun Siyao looked up at the huge water dragon in the sky, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

Back then, Emperor Lin went to Yuanhai and asked the dragons to go to sea in exchange for inheritance. However, because Emperor Lin himself was reincarnated, the inheritance of body and law was complete, but the inheritance of wisdom had flaws.

Unexpectedly, so many souls of the ancestor dragons that the real dragons failed to awaken awakened in this half-dragon and half-human body.

This is not a blessing, this is a curse!

Because of the incomplete inheritance, this ancestral dragon soul is almost equivalent to seizing a home for the young Yun Siyao!

Because of this, Yun Aotian sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​Canglong and Yellow Dragon several times, trying to find a way to crack it through the inheritance of the two, which eventually led to his death.

It is also for this reason that she has endured the pain of the seal every day since she can remember.

The world only proclaims that she once plotted to kill a semi-sage, but they don't know that for her, the Bamboo Sage almost exhausted all human kindness, and invited four Taoist priests to exhaust the power of their souls to rescue her.

But who would have thought that the crux of all these problems would be solved easily because of a flower sent by the junior brother in front of him.

The holy grade true phoenix blood lotus contained the last trace of the inheritance of wisdom that Emperor Lin could not hand over at that time. Just before entering the bowl, Yun Siyao finally completed the refining.

It is a coincidence, even if it is sanctification and godhood, it cannot be explained clearly.

Although there is still a long way to go in the follow-up, it is not difficult to inspire a sacred sound of the ancestor dragon.

Yun Siyao raised her leg, and when she was falling, a white cloud formed under her feet, she just walked up slowly, and stepped on the white cloud ladder to stand in front of the water dragon.

At this moment, the water dragon no longer had the hostility it had just now. It stared at the tiny Yun Siyao in front of him, as if thinking about something. He felt the same aura from the other party. Yun Siyao stretched out his hand, and the phantom of the mighty celestial dragon behind him entered into the water dragon. The eyes of the water dragon slowly closed, and clouds and mist emerged from the dragon's body, covering the entire huge water dragon in an instant. .

"Gah!" A drop of water dripped onto Jin Gua Gua's nose without warning, and when Jin Gua Gua raised his head, he saw heavy rain pouring down from the sky, as if the original sea that had just condensed into a water dragon turned into raindrops and fell down .

Only Chen Luo, the raindrops seemed to bypass him, and none of them fell on him.

"Junior Brother, Lianshan!" Yun Siyao's voice came from the air, and at the same time, a crystal water drop shot obliquely from the air, directly pouring into Chen Luo's mind.

This is the method of refining mountains, extracted from water dragons.

Sensing the secret technique in the water droplet, Chen Luo smiled slightly, and sat in the Lotus Position, clasped his hands together, releasing the mighty red dust, enveloping the Sumeru Mountain under his feet inch by inch.

At this moment, it is raining like rain.

One person transforms the dragon and spreads the rain, and the other concentrates on refining the mountain!

...

At the same time, outside the stone house.

The demented monk finally stopped his hands, and the animal Taoist master who was floated in the air finally fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Originally thought that the animal Taoist master was already fat enough, but he didn't expect that there was still room for swollen face.

At this moment, the animal Taoist master is dying, and the demented monk's slap is not just on his face, each slap carries the true meaning of the ancient Buddhism, and the six Taoist masters are refined from the misinterpretation of the ancient Buddhist teachings. A slap is equivalent to hitting the root, and now the sincerity of Samsara has dissipated.

The demented monk stopped his hands because he felt movement in the stone house. He turned his head, no longer caring about the animal Taoist master, but looked at the stone house, and said with a smile——

"Fate, fate..."

"That's great, just right..."

"Namo Amitābha!"

Just because the demented monk didn't beat the dog in the water doesn't mean that Lang Feixian quit. Seeing the animal Taoist master who was still breathing, Lang Feixian flipped his wrist, and a sharp Sword Qi formed, and with the flick of Langfeixian's fingers, it flew towards the animal Taoist master with the sound of piercing through the air.

"Pfft!" Sword Qi shot into the brow of the animal Taoist master, but Lang Feixian frowned, he felt that Sword Qi did not stab the real thing. The point between the brows of the animal Taoist master was suddenly annihilated into a puff of black air when the Sword Qi was about to hit him.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the entire animal Taoist master was still rotting, turning into wisps of black air. Immortal Lang Fei turned his head, as did the fierce elephant, Zhuyan Ape, Golden-winged Great Peng, and the puppets he killed before. .

"Hahahaha... Nanwu Wuxiang Heavenly Devil..." A voice sounded, and the black smoke condensed in the air. The demented monk suddenly turned his head, raised his palm and hit the place covered by the black smoke, but the black smoke condensed sequentially. A palm touched the golden handprint made by the demented monk. The demented monk retreated a step, and a figure quickly condensed behind the black smoky palm.

The whole body is black and red, with hanging eyes and fangs. It was just before Chen Luo and his party encountered the evil Buddha.

The evil Buddha is hidden in the shadows, so he couldn't come to this side, but he took the animal Taoist as a bridge to cross this layer of obstacles, and stood in front of the demented monk and the fairy Langfei.

"Come in time." The evil Buddha wiped his own face, and instantly turned into a monk in monk clothes with a compassionate temperament, "There is really someone who can refine the core of Sumeru Mountain. It is not in vain for you and me to guard the mountain for thousands of years."

"Naughty animal!" The demented monk opened his mouth, but he didn't get angry, but calmly popped out two words.

"What the master said is wrong. You become a Buddha in one thought, and you become a demon in a year. You and I have the same root, you are me, and I am you." The evil Buddha who appeared on this side seemed to be much more talkative.

"Everything is empty, good thoughts are empty, and evil thoughts are also empty. Master, why should you be attached?" The evil Buddha monk continued.

"Nonsense!" Lang Feixian couldn't listen anymore, since the opponent was an enemy anyway, several Sword Qi appeared behind him and shot directly at the evil Buddha monk.

Don't ask for death, just find a flaw.

The evil Buddha monk shook his head slightly, and pointed slightly at the shooting Sword Qi. In an instant, the Sword Qi seemed to be frozen, and stopped in the air.

"Don't worry, please sit down first." The evil Buddha monk said secretly with a smile, politely.

How could Lang Feixian sit down calmly, but he felt a strange force growing in his body, making him have to sit, and he couldn't do without sitting, as if it was a fair thing.

"Words come out of the way?" Lang Feixian's heart trembled, this is a semi-holy power!

"It's not what you say!" The demented monk seemed to see what Lang Feixian was thinking, and said softly, "Evil Dharma degree, meditation can be broken."

Just now, unknowingly, Lang Feixian's mind was infected, and Lang Feixian felt that he had to sit down.

This is Hearts Demon!

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