The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Chaos void, boundless and endless.

There is an old man in front of him, looking extremely vicissitudes, his appearance is ancient, his beard and hair are white, his breath is illusory, he is sitting cross-legged, his eyes are closed and he doesn't speak, as if he didn't know Zhuang Ming and his wife came.

Zhuang Ming stood where he was, but his eyes were slightly fixed, and he didn't move rashly.

The Master Ziyan is also beside Zhuang Ming, falling into the vast void on this side.

In his always stable state of mind, infinite turbulent waves were set off.

This young man really opened up the biggest opportunity in Ziyan Temple's eight thousand years?

He originally had some calculations in his mind, for example, the masters of the Ziyan Temple practiced all the techniques passed down from generation to generation, so they could get insights from the stone tablet, but Taoist Taixu did not practice the stone tablet technique, and might be backlashed by the stone tablet .

But this little calculation disappeared in an instant.

Is this young man really a heavenly being?

And this old man in front of him is the real ancestor of Ziyan Temple?

At that time, the temple master of the early generation obtained a skill of the old man in front of him, established a sect, and established a Taoist ancestral family?

The biggest mystery of Ziyan Temple for eight thousand years was easily solved by this young man today?

The face of this contemporary temple master changed, and the complex thoughts in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

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Zhuang Ming quietly looked at the phantom old man.

He felt an extremely mysterious aura from the other party.

It was a mystical aura that exceeded the limit of the peak true mystery.

Is this the breath of Zhuding Zhenxian?

"The same obsession as the Spirit King?"

Zhuang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and read aloud.

This aura indeed belonged to the true immortal who cast the tripod, and it was enough to suppress the world's peak Zhenxuan.

But Zhuang Ming has the true dragon inheritance, but he can see it clearly.

Although the aura of the Immortal God Zhuding Cauldron is extremely strong and mysterious, it is water without a source, and this aura is too thin.

The old man's aura only had the effect of deterring, but it was unable to kill a great cultivator of Zhenxuan.

Zhuang Ming thought like this, and walked forward slowly, with his hands behind his back.

When the spirit king's obsession revived, he had no power to resist at all, because the spirit king's obsession was too strong, even though it was only a wisp of obsession, it had the power to kill him.

But today's Zhuang Ming is no longer the former Zhuang Ming. His body of a real dragon has reached a thousand feet, and with the eight seals of Zhenxuan, he is already close to the threshold of becoming a heavenly dragon, which is much stronger than before.

Moreover, the obsession of the old man in front of him does not seem to be as strong as the obsession of the Spirit King back then.

I don't know if it's because the old man's cultivation base was lower than that of the spirit king, or because the old man's obsession is longer than the spirit king's obsession, so it wears down more heavily in the years?

Zhuang Ming approached the phantom old man step by step.

But the Master Ziyan behind him, as the great cultivator of the Eight Seals of Zhenxuan, was still under the strong breath of Immortal God Zhuding, and felt extremely oppressed, so he didn't dare to move forward, and stopped in place.

The contemporary master of Ziyan Temple, watching Zhuang Ming who was gradually walking towards the ancestor of the sect, couldn't help but look even more strange.

Just now when he saw his real ancestor, he felt extremely kind, and even prepared to give a big gift.

However, the next moment, he also vaguely noticed something different.

At this moment, his mood became much clearer.

Originally, he intended to sue the ancestor and ask the ancestor to kill Zhuang Ming, the great enemy, but now it seems that this young man is not afraid of the ancestor at all.

What's even more frightening is that he has thought of another point.

Ziyan Temple regards the stone tablet as a sacred object, and respects the old man in front of him as a patriarch, but to this patriarch, it was just a Dharma door passed on back then. Treat it as your own tradition.

Even in comparison, Zhuang Ming, who was the first to truly solve the mystery of the stele, may be more valued by the ancestors than him, a younger disciple of Ziyan Temple.

So he finally suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his heart, held his breath, and quietly watched the situation in front of him.

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Zhuang Ming walked in the chaotic void.

He seems to be able to cover thousands of miles with every step.

But he was still far away from the old man.

Ordinary people say that looking at the mountain runs to death.

But such a thing happened to a powerful practitioner like Zhuang Ming.

"Senior has been sleeping for countless years, should he wake up?"

Zhuang Ming stopped and flicked his fingers.

Even if there was a thunderbolt, it went towards the old man.

Boom!

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a very strong light burst out from his eyes.

Then the thunder approaching in front of his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Where is the immortal coming to commit the crime?"

But the old voice was heard, like thunder, spreading throughout the void.

The old man's eyes were cold, and his eyes fell on Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming gave a salute and said: "The junior Taoist name is Taixu."

This time he did not rashly tell his own origin.

Whether it is the origin of Jusheng Mountain or the origin of the real dragon, it is not suitable to tell the truth at this time.

Especially with regard to the origin of the real dragon, one must avoid the coveting of cultivators from all sides in the world, and one needs to be more cautious in front of the ancient gods and gods.

After all, the secret of the destruction of the Holy Palace back then was because of the ancient black dragon, the lord of the Southern Territory, and the dragon blood that Zhuang Ming inherited originated from the lord of the Southern Territory.

"Aren't you the lineage of the old man who passed down the exercises back then?"

The old man's eyes fell on the Ziyan Temple Master who was not far away, and said in a low voice: "He is the younger generation who inherited the old man's skills, but... he is too weak."

Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "Today's world is completely different from the era known by the predecessors. The Realm of True Mystery is the highest realm of heaven and earth. No matter where this person is placed in the Eight Seals of True Mystery, he is a strong one." By."

The old man was silent for a while, thinking of something vaguely, his face was stiff.

But after a while, the old man came back to his senses, let out a long sigh, looked at Zhuang Ming, and said, "It seems to me that you haven't cast a tripod yet, but your breath is a bit strange, and the power you contain is not weak, almost It is beyond the scope of what Zhenxuan should have."

Zhuang Ming naturally knew that he was different from ordinary practitioners by using the real dragon as the golden elixir of the Dao, and his mana inevitably had the breath of a real dragon, but he didn't say it clearly, he just smiled and said: "It's really not enough to reach the limit of immortals and gods. , it's just that the foundation is three points more stable than ordinary practitioners."

The old man pondered for a while, and said: "Your foundation is solid, your background is profound, and you are so talented, even in those days, the old man has never seen it. Now, although you have not cast a tripod, you are still close to the level of casting a tripod. From this point of view , you are indeed the most suitable candidate."

Zhuang Ming's heart moved slightly, and he asked aloud, "Which candidate?"

The old man fell silent when he heard the words, and after a while, he asked again: "Do you know why the old man passed down the exercises?"

With his hands behind his back, Zhuang Ming pondered and said, "Based on the present, it should be for the purpose of passing down the orthodoxy and cultivating younger generations."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said: "Speaking of it this way, it's not wrong, but why does the old man want to pass down the orthodoxy and cultivate the younger generation?"

Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "Senior is dead, obsessed, and there are unsolved things in his life. Do you want to use the hands of future generations to complete this matter?"

The old man sighed: "However, the practitioners in the world are not as good as they were back then. If you look around, you can see that they are all trash. Back then, the old man passed down the exercises, and it has been passed down to many generations of practitioners. You can practice to the point of casting a tripod and becoming an immortal with the help of the old man's immortal method..."

Zhuang Ming vaguely understands that this stele is only eligible to be opened by someone who needs to be made into a celestial being.

But the true dragon originally belonged to the young true immortal, and Zhuang Ming's current cultivation base is unparalleled in the world, surpassing the proper category of the peak Zhenxuan, so he was barely able to open the stone tablet.

If Zhuang Ming hadn't come here, I don't know when the stele will be reopened.

After all, the Gate of Heaven has been closed for 60,000 years. Not to mention the Ziyan Temple, if you look at the heavens and the worlds, including Dongzhou, Tiannan, Tianhuang, Xiyu, Beidi, etc. that are very likely to belong to the heavens, there is no one there. It can surpass the peak of Zhenxuan, and cast a tripod into an immortal.

But from the old man's mouth, he didn't seem to clearly realize that the gate of heaven has been closed, and the realm of true mystery is the highest in future generations, and no one can become a fairy.

In Zhuang Ming's impression, many powerful immortal gods fell to the cultivation level of the Ninth Realm of the True Profound Realm because of the closure of the Heavenly Gate, and the Daoguo was trapped behind it.

When the gate of heaven is closed, there must be many ancient immortal gods who died in an instant due to the end of their lives, and only a few were able to borrow the five elements and myriad things and seal them up to future generations.

He vaguely remembered that after the fall of the Spirit King, his obsession would not dissipate, but if the gate of heaven was closed, it would also disappear. In the end, he used the method of the five elements to turn the remaining obsession into a stone statue.

However, it seems that the obsession of this old man was not sealed in future generations because of the closure of the gate of heaven?

"Could it be...he fell before the catastrophe?"

Zhuang Ming's heart moved slightly, and he had such a guess.