The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

The years are rushing, passing by.

All heavens and ten thousand realms, in Nine Yin Mountains.

But there is a rock on the edge of the pond.

The rock is about half a foot in radius and no more than three feet high.

But on the rock, there was a young man in white, sitting cross-legged, with a calm expression.

He was holding a wooden fishing rod in his hand, and the silk thread at the end fell down and fell into the water.

Unknowingly, the cold and heat passed by, the years passed by, and more than ten years passed.

This pond used to be only six or seven zhang in size, and only two zhang deep.

In the past few years, without knowing it, it has expanded day and night, and it has a radius of more than 20 Zhang, and a depth of more than 9 Zhang, which has vaguely turned into a lake.

This kind of expansion is gradually accumulated bit by bit every day.

No one noticed at first, but after a period of time, they suddenly realized that the pond had widened and deepened a lot.

——

It was sunny and sunny.

The morning light is bright.

The breeze blows.

Ripples on the surface of the lake.

The clothes of the young man in white were blown gently, and his temples were slightly raised.

His eyes are peaceful, his expression is indifferent, and he looks very quiet.

And among the bushes behind him, there were two shining eyes, looking at the young man.

This is a white fox, it is more than three feet long.

There is also a little red fox, which is only two feet long.

"Auntie."

The little red fox made a childish voice, soft and glutinous, and whispered: "The fish that Mr. caught yesterday seems to be delicious, and there are horns on its head."

It is only one year old this year, but my aunt quietly stole a bottle of spiritual spring for it. When it was in the mother's womb, it received benefits and was born with spirituality, so now it can already speak.

It also likes the gentleman in white clothes in front of him very much.

This is a gentle gentleman with a clear and soft voice, and his attitude has always been kind and kind.

Although it is not an elder of the fox clan, since it was born, it has remembered that the husband lives in the fox clan. In its heart, the husband is the elder, and there is not much difference from other elders of the fox clan.

Among the fox clan, Mr. Taixu's origin is a mystery, which seems very mysterious.

Mother said that husband may have fallen from the sky, because it was mother and aunt who brought him back at that time.

Moreover, the fox clan at that time was in a very dangerous situation, and everyone might die.

It is said that Mr. gave the idea, thus saving the fox family.

So everyone still respects him very much.

However, there are also some elders who are a little dissatisfied with the husband, saying that the husband led the wolf into the house, so that the Fox clan was oppressed by the Ziyan Temple for many years, and will continue to be oppressed in the future, and even the spiritual springs produced by the clan are no longer clan members. It belongs to Ziyan Temple.

And the husband did not leave, and lived in the fox family for sixteen years.

It is said that for sixteen years, my husband has been fishing here every day, and the wind and rain have not changed without interruption.

And since it can remember, Mr. has never left the valley, nor stopped fishing.

"How did that happen?"

The white fox's eyes were full of confusion.

The red little red fox was even more puzzled, and asked, "What is this?"

The white fox shook her head slightly, and did not respond to the little guy's words, but the doubts in her heart were hard to dispel.

The Great Elder said that Mr. is a great monk comparable to Zhenxuan, but Mr. is a strong practitioner with a strong body, but almost no mana.

However, for some reason, Mr.'s words and deeds are like flowing clouds and flowing water, gentle and indifferent, more immortal than the Great Elder, not at all like the kind of reckless man with muscles and muscles who move mountains and fill seas.

Moreover, although Mr. is extremely mysterious and unfathomable, in terms of cultivation, judging from the threat of the wolf king back then, although Mr. is a great monk of the Zhenxuan rank, he should still be below the high level of Zhenxuan.

So how did a man without magic power create the scene in front of him?

This pond has been expanding bit by bit. During these years, it has expanded three or four times wider and three or four times deeper.

There never seems to be a trace of a shot, sir.

So how does a pond become a lake?

So how did the ordinary grass carp in the pond turn into a spirit with Taoism?

Over the years, the pond has continued to widen and become a lake, and the fish in the pond have become stronger day by day.

Since about five years ago, the fish caught in the pond have already had a ray of evil spirit.

But yesterday, that fish spirit was half a foot in size, with horns growing on the top of its head, and it looked like a jellyfish. The water flow from its mouth was extremely powerful, no less than the Taoism displayed by the Daoyin series cultivation base. According to calculations, this fish spirit probably already has a cultivation level comparable to that of Daoyin series.

She didn't understand, since the husband didn't make a change, where did such a change come from?

Not only her, but even the Great Elder of the Fox Clan had noticed the change in this place earlier, but they were unable to find out the source of the change.

This also made Mr. Taixu look even more mysterious.

Now not only her, but even the Great Elder are looking forward to it.

Look forward to the promise that seemed incredible at first.

Looking forward to a time that still seems extremely distant.

The master said that when the fish caught in the pond is stronger than her who was about to condense the golden core, it will be the day when the fate of the fox family will change again.

That is to say, if the fish in the lake in front of you can condense the golden elixir of the great way and become a great monster, then the time has come.

But now, the fish in the lake are not strong enough.

Obviously the time has not come.

"Let's go, I'll take you out to play."

The white fox stretched out its claws and patted the little red fox on the head.

The red little red fox reluctantly looked towards the lake, and muttered, "I want to fish too."

The white fox patted it on the head and said, "With your small body and your skill, the fish in the lake can drag you down and eat you."

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Time flies like an arrow, and time flies like a shuttle.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun rises and the moon sets.

Cold and heat alternate, cloudy and sunny.

The past three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The lake is twenty-six feet in circumference and bottomless.

The surface of the water is calm, the breeze blows, and the ripples are light.

After the rain yesterday, the water level rose and the air was cool and humid.

The flowers and plants everywhere are covered with water droplets, which are crystal clear.

And the young man on the edge of the rock is still fishing.

His white clothes are better than snow, and he is not stained with dust.

He held the fishing rod in both hands and looked at the lake quietly.

Over the years, he seems to have become one with the scenery of the lake.

The white clothes for fishing by the lake seem to have become an indispensable part of the scenery.

And at this moment, a red little fox jumped out, came to the lake, jumped under the rock, and jumped up.

But when it slipped its claws, it was about to cry out in alarm and fall backwards,

But just when it thought it was about to fall to the ground and be covered in dust, it landed in a soft palm.

It was a young man in white who was fishing by the lake. At the moment it fell, he left the fishing rod with his left hand, caught it, and put it beside him.

"It's almost five years old, and still so naughty." Zhuang Ming said softly, as if scolding, but his tone was flat and friendly.

"I'm only five years old." The little red fox blinked, spoke softly, and said softly, "I heard that five years old is still very young for a human child."

"But a child of the fox family, five years old is not young." Zhuang Ming said calmly, retracted his hand, and put it on the fishing rod again.

"Have you caught any fish today, Mister?" asked the little red fox.

"Not caught yet." Zhuang Ming lifted the fishing rod, only to see that the hook under the silk thread was empty.

"Sir, you have no bait." The little red fox jumped up and hurriedly said, "No wonder you can't catch any fish. I'll dig earthworms for you and come back..."

"Don't worry, be careful of falling." Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand to hold it, and said, "The fish in the lake don't need bait anymore."

"What do you need?" The red little fox asked in confusion.

"They need to take the bait by themselves," Zhuang Ming said.

"They are fairies who already have skills, how could they take the bait?" The little red fox muttered, "I'm only five years old, but I can't even take the bait."

"But they will." Zhuang Ming said with a smile.

"Why?" said the red little fox.

"No reason." Zhuang Ming said indifferently.

"Mr. is showing off mysteries again, bullying me because I am too young to understand." The red little fox lay down and muttered.

"It's not too young, after a while, it will be regarded as a little demon who is about to condense the Dao seal."

With a smile on his face, Zhuang Ming patted the little red fox beside him with his left hand.

Green mountains and green waters, quiet lakes.

The breeze blows, and the flowers and plants are covered with dew.

On the rocks by the lake, a young man in white was holding a fishing rod in one hand, and patted the little red fox beside him with the other.

This seems to have become a picture scroll, deeply imprinted in the heart of the white fox.

She turned into a young girl with a delicate face, leaning against the tree, watching this scene quietly, remembering it bit by bit.

Like an invisible carving knife, this picture was gradually engraved in my heart.

Just as she was looking at the "picture scroll" in front of her, she was stunned for a moment.

Between the sky and the earth, the color suddenly changed.

The wind rises, the clouds grow.

It was getting dark.

Thunder suddenly exploded.

It seems that there will be rain.

And at this moment, the young man in white on the rock raised his hands and lifted the fishing rod.

I saw him catch a huge herring.

It is about ten feet long, extremely ferocious, with horns on the top of its head, giving it unrivaled power.

The red little fox exclaimed.

But Zhuang Ming remained calm.

He flicked the fishing rod and drew the thread.

The huge herring was thrown into the forest.

The girl in the forest suddenly became shocked, and immediately stretched out her hand, and the mana swept away.

However, at this moment, Herring's eyes froze, looking terrifying, and when he opened his mouth, there was a stream of water.

Boom!

The current shook her mana away!

The remaining power is turbulent, sweeping all directions!

In an instant, there was turmoil, and the area of ​​more than ten feet was flat, and the trees were uprooted and thrown in all directions.

"this……"

The white fox girl was terrified in her heart, she couldn't help immediately using the fox clan's Taoism to forcibly suppress the herring.

There was a muffled bang!

The huge herring fell to the ground.

The land also collapsed.

The herring struggled immediately and kept beating the surrounding land.

The rumbling sound kept ringing.

I saw that the surrounding area of ​​the collapsed pit continued to crack and spread.

"town!"

The white fox girl tried her best to suppress it.

However, Yu Wei is strong and turbulent everywhere, and the surrounding area is already a mess.

She panted slightly, and the sudden change made her panic for a moment.

This herring was very powerful, even slightly weaker than himself.

But it is a monster in the water, and it is three points weaker when it reaches the shore.

She raised her head, angry in her heart, and was about to question the always gentle Mr. Taixu.

However, in an instant, my heart stopped again.

This herring was only weaker than him by a line, but it was because he was weakened on the shore.

That is to say, if it is in the water, it is more powerful than myself, the fox monster who has cultivated the Dao Jindan!

And how much stronger is it compared to the self who hadn't refined the Dao Jindan back then?

This is a pond fish comparable to a big monster!

In this pool, a big monster was finally raised?

So the opportunity that has been waiting for many years is today?

In an instant, the white fox girl's thoughts went blank.

In astonishment, she slowly raised her head and looked towards the lake.

The young man in white by the lake stroked the head of the little red fox with his left hand, and threw the fishing rod again with his right hand, and the hook fell into the water.

Then he immediately raised his hand and lifted the fishing rod.

And the hook tied under the silk thread also left the water.

Where the hook is, it is empty.

However, the moment the hook leaves the water.

Ripples rippling, slowly spread out.

Yet the ripples were supposed to die down.

But now it is gradually intensified.

The wind suddenly picked up, and the clouds suddenly appeared.

Thunder exploded!

The ripples on the lake turned into a whirlpool!

In the vortex, there was a faint sound of long chant.

The sound of long chant is getting closer.

As the voice gradually approached, the power became stronger and stronger.

Even the big monster of the fox clan who had refined the golden elixir of the Dao couldn't help but feel trembling and retreated in shock.

She couldn't help but let go of her mana, and stopped suppressing the big demon.

And the herring monster just lay low on the ground, not daring to move an inch.

The dragon's prestige gradually flourished, spreading in all directions.

I saw the young man in white, with a calm expression, sitting on the rock, just lifted the fishing rod, and immediately a vortex appeared on the water surface, and there was a long chant, and then a real dragon came out of the vortex.

But I saw that the real dragon was born from the whirlpool, broke through the water, rushed straight to Xiaohan, and entrenched for nine days.

The long body of the real dragon covers the sky.

Looking down, it has a huge dragon head, clear horns, deep eyes, and fluttering mane.

The body is thousands of feet long, and it looks extremely thick, the scales are crystal clear, and the light is shining.

The dragon's claws were caught in the void, and clouds lingered suddenly.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the dragon howled in the sky, shocking the earth.

All living beings trembled and trembled.

The red little fox trembled endlessly.

The white fox girl fell to the ground.

The young man in white on the lakeside put down the fishing rod with one hand and stroked the little red fox with the other. He tilted his head slightly, looked at the white fox girl, and said with a smile, "Little girl, back then you were full of doubts and disbeliefs, and you didn't know how to reverse the situation." Where did it come from, to this day, do you understand?"

During the twenty cycles of cold and heat, spring, summer, autumn and winter, he sat quietly by the pool and fished the heavens, not for fishing, but for dragons.

The vast scene of twenty years.

He finally caught a dragon.

In all the heavens and worlds, there is only one true dragon!