My Master Is a God

The cheating old man asked for nine bowls of true dragon's blood as soon as he opened his mouth. How could he ask Sister Mei?

But at this point, there was no choice but to speak. The refining of spells was essentially the same as engraving and writing ordinary spells, requiring methods such as ink.

The difference is that the high-level talismans are replaced by the blood of high-level monsters. The higher-level monster blood is used to carve talisman inscriptions, the more powerful it is.

The old man is thinking about Sister Mei's true dragon's blood, which will undoubtedly be the best, at least in this era.

"Don't waste time and get it quickly. Nine bowls of dragon blood are a drop in the bucket for a real dragon. We're running out of time." Yun Tianxie urged.

Yang Yiyun was depressed for a while, but there was nothing he could do. He himself did not enter the Qiankun Pot space. He closed his eyes and directly entered with his mind, and went straight to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the Dragon Fish Lake in the Qiankun Pot space.

It has been a long time since I came to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the Dragon Fish Lake, and Sister Mei rarely appears. She has been practicing in the Dragon Palace. In her words, she is taking care of other Dragon Fish. According to what Sister Mei said back then, she can evolve from the Dragon Fish body. To become a true dragon, other arowanas also have the opportunity to evolve into true dragons.

When I came outside the Dragon Palace, it seemed that the Dragon Palace had not changed much from before. It was still the color of crystal sparkling in the deep water.

Yang Yiyun's thoughts condensed and took shape, transforming into his soul and appearing outside the Dragon Palace gate.

After his idea took shape, the next moment he felt water waves floating at the entrance of the Dragon Palace, and then two half-human dragon fish with human heads and fish bodies appeared.

He shouted: "Who breaks into the Dragon Palace without permission...?"

"I..." Yang Yiyun opened his mouth to answer.

One of them said excitedly: "It turns out that the master has arrived, and the subordinates have met the master."

The other person also saw clearly that it was Yang Yiyuncheng who knelt down in fear and saluted.

Yang Yiyun was a little confused, but the two half-transformed people in front of him were undoubtedly dragon fish. Their cultivation had reached the clone stage. He hadn't paid attention to the situation of dragon fish for a long time, but he didn't expect that there were already half-transformed dragon fish.

The ones guarding the Dragon Palace are obviously low-level dragon fish, so it seems that there must be higher-level dragon fish.

This is a good thing. In essence, although these arowanas are obeying the orders of Sister Mei, a real dragon, they are all in the Qiankun Pot. And these arowanas were all raised by him in the Qiankun Pot from the Fairy Lake in his hometown on Earth. To put it bluntly, He is the master.

With a wave of his hand, the two half-human dragon fish stood up, and Yang Yiyun said: "Go and inform Sister Mei that I want to see you."

Logically speaking, as the owner of the Qiankun Pot, and Sister Mei is also his subordinate, there is no need to report at all. However, Yang Yiyun has always respected Sister Mei, and now even if he is in his own territory, he has no plans to go outside the Dragon Palace. Break in based on your identity.

"Yes... I will inform the Dragon King immediately. Please wait a moment, Master."

"No need, I'm here..."

"Sister Mei..."

The gate of the Dragon Palace opened, but Sister Mei had appeared.

When Sister Mei saw Yang Yiyun, she smiled and said jokingly: "How come you, the master, are here and you don't want to go in? Why don't you ask me to carry you in?"

Yang Yiyun had no time to joke with Sister Mei at this time. Looking at Sister Mei in human form, she became more and more charming. Yang Yiyun did not dare to look into her eyes. However, from the breath, Sister Mei's breath became thicker and calmer, and she looked like a king. Apparently her cultivation has improved greatly.

Without being polite to Sister Mei, he said directly: "Sister Mei, I am here to ask you for something. I am currently going through a great tribulation, and it is the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation. Now I need to refine the spell, so I come to ask you for some real dragon magic." Blood, cough cough..."

After saying this, Yang Yiyun himself felt embarrassed.

After all, for any living being, essence and blood are the fundamental source.

When Sister Mei heard that Yang Yiyun was going through a great catastrophe, and it was a nine-nine catastrophe, her face suddenly became serious. After she transformed into a real dragon, she inherited the blood of the free dragon clan, and she knew a lot of things, so naturally she was no stranger to the catastrophe. .

Without saying a word, a large vat as tall as a person appeared with a wave of his hand, and when he touched his wrist, golden dragon blood dripped out from his snow-white wrist.

A drop of true dragon's blood dropped into the vat, and the next moment the entire vat was full.

Then Sister Mei's face turned pale and she said: "Is it enough? If it's not enough, I summon the other three true dragons. Last time there was thunder in the space of the Qiankun Pot, three dragon fish transformed into true dragons, but their bloodline was not as pure as mine. Three four-clawed water dragons.”

Yang Yiyun felt the powerful aura emanating from a large vat of golden dragon blood, and was extremely moved. Sister Mei let out the blood without saying a word, and it was a large vat, which was more than enough.

He quickly said: "That's enough, that's enough, thank you Sister Mei..."

Regarding what Sister Mei said, three more arowanas transformed into real dragons, he was also very happy. He thought it was the effect after the last upgrade of the Qiankun Pot.

The dragon blood used was obviously that of Sister Mei, a five-clawed golden dragon, which was the best. Such a large tank could not be used up.

Time was tight outside, and Yang Yiyun had no time to reminisce with Sister Mei. Then his consciousness exited the space of the Qiankun Pot, and he waved a large vat of true dragon's blood and placed it next to him.

At this time, I heard the old man exclaim in surprise: "Hey...it's the blood of Dao Xing. That little golden dragon paid a lot of money. This vat of blood cost her five hundred years of Dao Xing. She is a kind little girl, not bad." , with this vat of Taoist essence and blood, the spells carved out are more powerful."

This was the first time Yang Yiyun heard about the blood of Taoism. Although he didn't know it, he understood the second half of the old man's words. According to the old man's meaning, Sister Mei's vat of blood could cost her five hundred years of Taoism.

this……

Yang Yiyun's whole body trembled.

How could he, Yang Yiyun, be so virtuous and capable as to be able to accept such a great gift from Sister Mei?

The first thought was that he would go again.

Who knows that the old man knew what he was thinking and cursed: "You brat, the blood of Daoxing is far better than ordinary blood. One drop can form a river or a sea. If you use it, you won't go back. That little golden dragon is also affectionate and righteous to you." , don’t let down her good intentions.

The inner seed of Taoist blood contains five hundred years of Taoist power. Used to refine spells, it will definitely improve the quality of the spells. You are just lucky. Women are good friends. Just don't let her down in the future.

Okay, we are all alive and ready to start refining. There is not much time left for you. The Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is almost finished. Let us seize the time to refine the talisman. Next, I will teach you the inscriptions and secrets of the Sky-Splitting Talisman. This curse must be kept in mind without making any mistakes..."

Next, under the guidance of Yun Tianxie, Yang Yiyun began to carve the inscription of the Sky-Splitting Talisman on the skin of the nine-foot two-headed snake, using the blood of the true dragon as the medium, using the dragon-slaying sword as a ghostwriter, and using the power of true energy and soul to activate it.

Start carving stroke by stroke...

"Boom..."

The brewing of the first thunder tribulation of the four nine heavenly tribulations above the sky was also completed, and the first thunder tribulation was struck.

Yang Yiyun subconsciously looked up and saw that the lightning tribulations of the Four Nine Heavenly Tribulations rose to the thickness of his thighs, falling vertically like a dragon.

"Click..."

With a roar, the earth shook, and it fell on the first layer of the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation body. The whole earthquake shook, but the impact was not big, but it seemed that the halo formed by the formation was dimmed.

Although Yang Yiyun was worried, he could also see that the Nine-Nine Zhoutian Formation was still powerful in a short period of time, and it would not be easy for the Heavenly Tribulation to destroy it.

Feeling relieved, I continued to lower my head and carve out the spell inscriptions.

One after another heavenly tribulations fell down, Yang Yiyun put away his mind in the formation and concentrated on carving the inscriptions of the spells. When all nine of the four nine heavenly tribulations fell, Yang Yiyun also completed the inscriptions on the nine spells.

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, his heart tightened, and he saw that the light of the Nine-Nine Zhoutian Formation was extremely dim.

The old man also said: "Don't be stunned, you bastard. I estimate that the Nine-Nine Zhoutian Formation will be overturned after the Five-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation. We must do it after the Five-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation ends and before the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation comes." Complete the refining of the Sky-Splitting Talisman.

Now that the inscription is finished, the tempering begins. With the true fire Cui Long, the immortal energy is integrated into it. When the tempering of the talisman is completed, it will become..."

Yang Yiyun knew that the old man was right, and he did not dare to delay at this time. After a thought, the power of the soul was divided into nine parts, corresponding to the nine talismans, causing the nine talismans to float...

Immediately afterwards, real fire appeared from his hands and suddenly wrapped nine talismans, forming a round big fireball. Then he bowed to the Gourd of Immortals, and the last fairy energy in it appeared and got into the big fireball.

The powerful immortal energy burst out instantly.

Fortunately, Yang Yiyun used the powerful power of the soul to wrap it up and prevent the immortal energy from spreading.

Use each hand to launch the ritual refining technique and start refining.

Above the sky, the Five-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation was also brewing at this time. In the roar, a thunder calamity that was as thick as a bucket and hundreds of meters long descended from the calamity cloud.