The bloodlines of the four demon emperors including Dragon Emperor were pure and ancient, and they knew a lot about ancient things. After the drastic changes in the world, they ordered a group of monsters to collect resources as soon as possible, gathered in the Bibotan and killed the blood sacrifice themselves.

Zhou Yi chose to practice the 100,000 mountains this time, because he had the intention of digging graves and digging out the old dragon from his own condemnation.

I learned from Xiao Tiezhu that after self-proclaimed, all external and internal sensing was forbidden, and even thinking consciousness did not exist, like a cold and hard stone. Therefore, we cannot interrupt the magic by ourselves, and we can only end it by waiting for the energy to be exhausted. We do not even know the caster after the specific number of years.

Xiao Tiezhu once used a secret technique to search for the self-proclaimed old monsters, but unfortunately they all disappeared and they didn't know where to hide.

Zhou Yi arranged the ban formation according to the appearance of Baiyun Peak, opened his mouth and spit out the building wood and landed in the center, emitting rich spiritual energy, and began to nourish the land and turn it into a spiritual field.

"I'm suffocating."

The ginseng doll jumped out of the beast-controlling bag, looked at the uneven mountains, and his mouth sagged: "We need to continue to reclaim the land again!"

"Go and plant the spiritual medicine quickly. Do you still want to become an immortal?"

Zhou Yi built the Taoist temple and pavilion, and ordered the Linggan doll to work hard, turning into escape light and flying towards the Bibotan.

Lao Long lived for thousands of years. With his mind and scheming, he probably wouldn't bury himself in the Bibotan, but to avoid this guy playing under the light, Zhou Yi planned to explore the former site of the Dragon Palace.

Even if you don’t find traces of the old dragon, you may find a few things related to the old dragon, and then deduce them step by step through the method of divination.

Escape to the bottom of the water.

Zhou Yi once came to the Dragon Palace and quickly saw the ruins of the Dragon Palace in the direction.

After hundreds of years of erosion of the lake, there are only a few pillars left in the glorious palace, the collapsed houses are covered with water plants, and fish and shrimps are creeping in the gaps.

Strolling under the water, looking at the remaining walls, stone pillars, palaces, etc.

The scene of the Dragon Palace at the banquet was still in front of me, and the times changed in an instant, and the famous Dragon Palace in the Nine Continents was left with broken walls and ruins.

"No matter how powerful he was in his lifetime, he would not be able to live forever, it would be a piece of loess after all!"

Zhou Yi witnessed the Dragon Palace becoming a ruin with his own eyes. He was deeply touched by this. He kept reflecting on himself and must be careful.

The spiritual consciousness covered a radius of more than ten miles. I went back and forth in the Dragon Palace several times, but no strange objects were found. A lot of gold, jade and jewelry were excavated from the remains, but they were just palace decorations and were difficult to use to calculate the Dragon Emperor.

The method of divination is influenced by strength. Zhou Yi uses the golden elixir to find the Nascent Soul, and it is possible to find the personal objects.

"I have time, one hundred years or one thousand years, and I can finally find where Lao Long buried himself!"

Since then, he has gone into seclusion.

Recite sutras and enlightenment every day.

After more than ten years of noisy, Zhou Yi has returned to quiet.

The way of practice must be relaxed and relaxed, and you can grasp the elasticity and tension by yourself to avoid boredom or slackness.

Zhou Yi sometimes envies the genus doll. He is simple by nature and never has the concept of worry. He can be said to be the best innocent heart for practicing Taoism.

The Linggan doll was spinning around Jianmu, muttering words, and a red tail followed behind it.

The Jianmu has ripened to three feet, and the Lingguan doll cannot see the top even when it raises its head. Unfortunately, it straightens and shows no signs of sprouting and forking.

"The spiritual energy is a little more intense than before. From this point of view, it takes less than a thousand years to break through the mid-term."

Years passed in a flash.

This day.

The sky is clear and the atmosphere is clear.

After Zhou Yi finished his practice, he felt a little bored, so he did not realize the Taoist sect and turned into escape light and flew to the edge of the blue wave pond.

Take out the fishing rod from the storage bag and start fishing slowly.

The sky in the mountains is impermanent, and dark clouds are closed in a flash. A gust of wind blows, and the drizzle falls.

Zhou Yi sat by the lake and watched the vast smoke.

Wind and water are wonderful images!

At this time.

"Pick up the sails...hang on the color... smooth sailing..."

A rough singing came, and a figure was seen in the hazy wind and rain, supporting the boat from far to near.

The sound penetrates the gold-breaking stone, and the breath is long and powerful.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to look at the fish that was scared away, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the figure on the boat. He turned out to be a white-haired old man, wearing only short-strikes in the wind and rain, and his limbs as strong as naked as bronze.

The old man approached the lake, and when the oar slapped the water, he soared into the air and landed steadily beside Zhou Yi.

"Old man Jin Jing, I have met fellow Taoist."

Zhou Yi was wearing a blue Taoist robe. The style from hundreds of years ago was full of ancient charm in the eyes of others. If the wind and rain were blown away, he would definitely be a Taoist master with great internal skills.

"I, Zhu Gang, please stay in your place for the time being, and I hope Elder Jin will allow it."

Zhou Yi had long heard of the name of Jin Jing, the contemporary elder of Moyun City, and the Qing Kingdom was crowned King Zhennan.

The Jin surname is the largest surname in Moyun City, and has held great power for generations. I never thought that the great elder would be dressed as a poor fisherman.

"These 100,000 mountains do not belong to anyone, and the Taoist priest does not need to tell the old man."

Jin Jing squatted on the shore, looking at the straight fish hook in the lake, wearing a grain of rice on the tip, and smiled and said, "We have been fishing all our lives, and have never seen a straight hook. Did the Taoist priest follow any predecessor?"

"I am making good friends and waiting for the fish to repay the kindness."

When Zhou Yi was speaking, the fish that had just scared Jin Jing away couldn't help but Ling Mi temptation to run back.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the spirit rice into his belly. The fish tail swung, and the figure disappeared.

Zhou Yi bounced his fingers and then put the spirit rice grains on the hook. After a moment, a fish swam over, swallowed the bait and disappeared.

Jin Jing was interesting to see, so he squatted by the lake and watched fishing, and asked casually: "Why did the Taoist Master come to this wilderness and practice?"

Zhou Yi said: "I like antiques. After reading the classics, I learned that there was a dragon palace here once, so I came to search for the traces of the real dragon."

Jin Jing raised his eyebrows and hummed, "There are no real dragons, there are many demons and ghosts."

The human race in Moyun City was oppressed by the demon race. There are many records in the classics of the predecessors, and they had no favoritism for the Bibotan Dragon Clan.

Zhou Yi asked back: "Why did Elder Jin come to this wilderness to fish in the wilderness?"

"What's so strange about this? This is what the old man learned since he was a child."

Jin Jing said helplessly: "Since my cousin ascended the throne, Moyun City has become increasingly prosperous. Everyone learns silk, chess, tea, and the Four Books and Five Classics. The old man only likes farming and hunting, but there is no reason to stop him, so he just comes to hide in the mountains."

Zhou Yi asked: "Elder Jin thinks this is a bad thing?"

"It's neither good nor bad, you can't force everyone to suffer."

Jin Jing sighed: "It's just that Moyun City can be independent of the world. It depends on the people's practice of martial arts. Once they fall into glory and wealth, they will not have the heart to sharpen their qi and blood!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, no wonder this old man was able to condense his orifices with blood. His unique talents were just one of them. Jin Jing was born with dislikes in the world and secretly combined with the mystery of his practice, which was also an important reason.

"Qingguo is so powerful that Yunzhou. With the relationship between Emperor Taishi, no one dares to provoke Moyun City."

"The old man has never read books and does not understand the twists and turns. When he hears the storyteller telling history, he only thinks that relying on others is worse than relying on himself."

Jin Jing said helplessly: "Besides, my cousin, I have been a little more conscious in recent years... Isn't sober!"

Zhou Yi nodded and added spiritual rice to the fish hook.
Chapter completed!