Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

I? Son of Heaven?

Zhao Hao had naturally heard of this concept, but he didn't quite believe it, and asked, "Why do you see it?"

The golden dragon looked into the distance, "You looked ahead, what did you see?"

Zhao Hao squinted his eyes, and he saw a blue-black glow rising from the mountains, and the visions appeared together.

"Xuanwu clan?" He wasn't sure, but it felt like this.

He then asked, "Did something happen to the Xuanwu clan?"

He guessed which boss was breaking through the level, causing the vision of heaven and earth.

"No."

The golden dragon said, "Nothing happened to them, it's your problem."

my question?

Zhao Hao became more and more confused. I, Zhao Hao, are very normal, so what could be wrong.

He woke up with a start.

Suddenly turned his head and looked in all directions.

Not only the Xuanwu tribe.

He saw the farther horizon, and some bright spots appeared, like a giant city entrenched, shining with various colors.

available in gold, black

He knew where it was.

"You mean, only I can see these things?" Zhao Hao was shocked, this was a scene he had never seen before.

He thought of a word: hope qi technique.

In the legend, there used to be some special people who could see through the fog barrier, see through the secrets of heaven, and could also see other people's cultivation realms and even their bloodlines at a glance.

They are born with good luck, if they can survive, they will be shocking people.

Is this the Son of Heaven?

Is this why it lurks beside me?

Then, he thought of the inexplicable immortal energy that had appeared in his body recently, and the strength that shocked even An Hua of the Divine Phoenix Clan. So it turned out that all these were signs of the awakening of the Son of Heaven's physique?

"If you see something you shouldn't see, you may have bad luck." The golden dragon whispered.

Zhao Hao was displeased, "I have more bad luck."

"But I have seen your future, maybe your name is relatively big, so you can live in it." The golden dragon continued.

Zhao Hao was taken aback, this was the second time someone said he had a good name.

It was said that last time, it should have been said when it was named.

"So, what does this represent?" Zhao Hao asked, he knew that the things he could see must not be simple.

"It's the way of heaven."

The golden dragon said:

"In this world, there are two forces.

One is right, and the other is evil, or yin and yang.

When the righteous way is on the top, the clear air will float up and the dirty air will sink;

When the evil way prevails, the world will be chaotic and demons will be rampant. "

As soon as Zhao Hao heard it, he felt that it was not easy, so he quickly took out the straw paper and began to write down.

This is likely to be the long-lost dragon clan's ultimate skill.

"Good and evil have fought each other for countless years since ancient times, and each has his own way.

When the Taoism is closed, it is the end of the battle. "

"How about after the end?" Zhao Hao asked.

The golden dragon was silent for a while, "The way of Tao is closed, the way of heaven is complete, and there will be no yin and yang."

Zhao Hao was shocked in his heart.

This means that if the evil cultivator completes the "closing of the Tao and the law", the righteous way will be completely destroyed, and there will be no chance to struggle and breathe?

Will the world fall into darkness and despair forever?

"How can we save?" Zhao Hao asked.

He only knew that the world was getting worse, but unexpectedly, it was so dilapidated that it was in danger.

He suddenly felt a lot heavier on his shoulders.

"What you see is the fragments of the righteous way, which we call dragon energy.

They were scattered by the evil way, scattered all over the continent, unable to condense, and our dream is to re-condense them into one body.

This is also the pursuit of countless ascetics for countless years.

If the dragon energy is closed and the dragon veins are formed, some evil spirits will be dispelled, the righteous way will be closed, and the heaven and earth will reappear. "

Zhao Hao's heart was surging.

So, is this the way to save the world?

"How can we collect them?" Zhao Hao asked, he knew that the mission that even the ancient golden dragons had not completed must be extremely difficult.

But seeing everything, is it still far from success?

"How do I know, are you waiting for me to give you alms?"

The golden dragon said lightly: "My golden dragon family never expects others to donate power, even if we want it, we will get it ourselves."

exactly!

Zhao Hao was moved in his heart, this golden dragon family really cared for him too much, self-reliance has always been his philosophy of life.

These words poke at the center everywhere, and it feels like he said it himself.

He regretted that if it had been an era earlier, he would have been a heart-to-heart with the golden dragon clan.

Unfortunately, I was born in the wrong era.

He was sad in his heart, and whispered, "There will be a way, and there will be in the future."

The golden dragon smiled, its tentacles trembling.

"I have to go now."

"My obsession to find you is also considered a fate.

I have nothing to give you, awaken your potential, the rest is up to you.

Young people, take care of yourself. "

After all, the dragon shadow slowly disappeared.

Zhao Hao looked solemn, and he bowed his hands generously, "Senior, let's go!"

...

Send off the seniors.

After the guidance of his seniors, his spirit has been refreshed, and his decline is no longer there.

As long as the "Dragon Qi" is collected, can the world be saved?

"Father, Master, I will prove myself!"

Zhao Hao's eyes are firm, planning for the future.

He is going to collect these dragon spirits and become the ultimate evolutionary.

Don't ask why, because the mountain is there.

Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be a surge of air in his body, which was beating and full of life.

He froze for a moment, sat down cross-legged, and observed himself.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and a dark green air flow appeared in the palm of his hand, surrounding him like a dragon.

This airflow is very friendly and docile to him.

"Aura of Taoism?"

He recognized it and smiled.

"It turns out that senior didn't leave me a gift."

Then, he got up, looked at the blue-black clouds and smoke in the distance, and came up with a bold idea.

The cloud doesn't look far away, and it's in the foothills. If it's a dragon's breath, why is it in this barren mountain?

That's right, that's how the Xuanwu people are.

reasonable.

But, why is this not an opportunity for me, Zhao Hao?

...

Li Yuangeng didn't understand why he saw that silly boy in the "precognition".

Will he still be favored by heaven?

"What I see is that the long river of time has been completely cut off. What kind of power can cut off the long river of time?"

Li Yuangeng looked at the white fox beside him in a daze.

He really couldn't figure it out, he really hoped that his ancestors would be alive, tell them about this, and scare them to death.

The world was going farther and farther in an outrageous direction, and he felt that he was carrying a weight that he shouldn't bear at this age.

"I don't know, it's not me." Bai Bing said.

But he basically guessed it.

If it's not him, then it's "he".

It is difficult for others to understand, but for him the truth is very simple: there is no person higher than him in this world, because he cannot see it.

He was fighting with the sky, and the field was too small for any hiding place.

He had already guessed even more.

"Huh?" Li Yuangeng touched his pocket, his face slightly confused.

"how?"

"Something happened, my spirit card was broken."

Li Yuangeng felt in his bosom, and spread out his hand, the palm was a pile of debris.

Bai Bing was speechless, look at how dull this child has become, do you know what you are talking about?

According to the custom, the spirit card is related to life, and once a person dies, the spirit card must be broken, and the clansmen use this to receive news and facilitate the funeral.

"Am I dead?" Li Yuangeng asked.

Bai Bing showed an idiot-looking look.

"That's not right."

Li Yuangeng suspected that he was dreaming, but soon there was a fluctuation in the communication instrument, so he went out to answer it.

After a long time, he came back with a serious look on his face.

"Something has happened."

"All the life cards of my Xuanwu clan have been shattered."

"Some elders said that the reason is that the altar of ancestors buried deep in the mountains was stolen."

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