Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1039 Imprisoned Dragon (39)

"Few people have seen my human form. The people who have seen it are all those who participated in this conspiracy three thousand years ago, but they are all dead. Even the descendants, after so many years, how can they be so sensitive? It's the person behind the scenes who is hiding behind the scenes, but he has never seen my human form."

  Cong Huai felt that the fog was getting thicker.

   After a while, Baitang asked, "Have you met Dong Shucheng?"

  Cong Huai shook his head resolutely: "I haven't seen Dong's family."

"It stands to reason that the dragon vein of protecting the country is born when a country is born, and it will be destroyed when a country is destroyed. I was doomed to die from birth. My luck is good, and there are more than 700 years of peace and prosperity. When the dynasty collapses, I will also die. It will not be destroyed, and most of its vitality will be severely injured."

"They determined the approximate time of my ascension..." Cong Huai said with a wry smile, "During the critical period, there was a coup d'état, Si Kou and other ministers supported King Jing'an as emperor after the chaos, and King Jing'an succeeded to the throne. It was the Zhou Dynasty. The problem stemmed from this, King Jing’an was not the son of the previous king, and when the dynasty changed, my vitality was severely injured and I was unable to ascend. A new dragon vein for protecting the country was formed."

"I transformed into a human form. I wanted to find a place to continue my practice, but found that I had entered a huge formation. I sacrificed the blood of a city's living beings to deal with me in exchange for the big monster's return to its prime. In my body... from this, I became a demon body."

  Baitang only said: "I will find a way to make you recover,"

  Cong Huai looked at Baitang, took her hand self-consciously, rubbed it lightly, squeezed: "It doesn't matter whether it recovers or not..."

  The big demon ended up with his soul scattered, and he changed from a spirit body to a demon. His aura was eroded by the evil spirit.

  From a demon to a spirit body, you need to wash away your sins.

  If he does not kill the people in one city, the people in that city will die because of him.

  Baitang: "Which city is the blood sacrifice?"

Cong Huai paused: "Yecheng, which is known as the spiritual capital. I was taken away and had my dragon's tendons pulled, my brow bone removed, my dragon's scales removed, and my dragon's meat removed. But they died, and I recovered. It seems to have discovered my strangeness, and did not kill me, but nailed my soul with eighty-one soul-destroying nails, imprisoned my cultivation, and changed my luck. I bear the consequences, the guilt is only on me. Yecheng...before I completely became a monster, I learned about it at the dragon veins of mountains and rivers..."

"Yecheng was reduced to an undead city. In order to protect the common people, Master Kong Ji sank Yecheng into the ground forever. What happened behind Yecheng, I don't know...Now the vicissitudes of life, three thousand years of changes, what is above Yecheng, I don't know either."

  The spiritual capital of Yecheng was reduced to an undead city...

  The souls of a city are gone like this...

   This is not a trivial matter. The matter in Yecheng has not been resolved, it has just been suppressed, and it is only a matter of time before it explodes.

  The master of Kongji probably never thought that after a thousand years, the spiritual energy would be exhausted, and the problems that could not be solved a thousand years ago would only become more troublesome and cause more harm after a thousand years of backlog.

  Baitang frowned slightly, withdrew his hand, and pinched his fingers to make the calculation: "Yecheng...is about to be born."

  Cong Huai was not relaxed: "That was really a catastrophe."

  Baitang's eyes changed slightly: "Cong Huai, since your identity has been discovered, they will definitely find you, so... go pick up your son early."

  Cong Huai asked deliberately: "Do you really have a son?"

  He thought Baitang was just joking,

  (end of this chapter)