"It seems that the only way for me to improve my physique as soon as possible is to find the fusion of dragon bones and spiritual veins. I'm afraid there are no spiritual veins in the human galaxy. Otherwise, it is impossible for Longwu Academy to have so few spiritual stones in its source library."
Xiaolong's words indeed put a lot of pressure on Ye Wenlong.
"Okay, brother, you can now enter the Dragon Spirit Space to receive the inheritance of the first three of the Eighteen Divine Dragon Techniques." Xiaolong said, "We will talk about other things later. There must be a way to the mountain."
"Well, overthinking will only cause more trouble." Ye Wenlong said with a bitter smile. Fortunately, he owns the dragon spirit stone space and the martial arts treasure house of the Shenlong clan. If he had been replaced by another good martial artist, I am afraid that he would have been killed long ago.
3.8 million pieces of high-grade spiritual stones shocked me several times.
As soon as he thought about it, Ye Wenlong had already appeared in the dragon spirit stone space, or the dragon lotus space, because at this time the dragon spirit stone had turned into dragon pattern lotus seeds and returned to his good house, which was hung around his neck more than before.
It is much more convenient, and it is more hidden. Others would never think that there is such a space in his good house.
"Lucky boy, congratulations on completing the first step of the test!" As soon as Ye Wenlong appeared in the Dragon Spirit Stone space, a lazy voice came, and in front of Ye Wenlong, a man in blue appeared.
The young man in a robe stood with his hands behind his back. He did not exude any powerful aura. However, Ye Wenlong had a strong desire to kneel down and worship in his heart, and his legs were shaking violently.
"I hate you sister, what kind of momentum is this? I obviously don't feel the momentum, why do I only have the thought of worship in my heart? No, I, Ye Wenlong, will only kneel to my father and mother in this life. Even in this world, I don't want to do it.
I kneel down, my heart is only in my hands and cannot be surrendered!" A powerful thought sounded in Ye Wenlong's heart, and his legs that had been bent so much that he was about to kneel down slowly straightened out.
, even the trembling stopped in an instant, and his eyes showed an extremely determined look.
At that moment, he felt that his state of mind seemed to have risen to another level.
"Well, that's right. With the heart of a strong man and the power of the soul, you have actually broken through to the realm of 'my heart', which is considered rare." The young man in green robe slowly turned around and looked at Ye Wenlong carefully.
, smiled and said: "Although your body is in poor condition and you are still very weak, it doesn't matter, because the key to becoming a peerless strong man is not the body, but the heart of a strong man that will never collapse, and this
, you already have the basic skills. Ah, I forgot to introduce, I am Aotian."
"Lord Aotian!" A flash of excitement flashed in Ye Wenlong's heart. He heard Xiaolong mention it and knew that the thousand-meter giant dragon in the dream was Aotian, and the Dragon Spirit Stone was transformed by Aotian's spirit and will. Unexpectedly, he
Being able to see Aotian with my own eyes naturally made me feel a little excited.
This is a young man who looks very ordinary. The only thing that makes people dare not look directly is his eyes, which exude an extremely deep purple-gold light and contain supreme majesty. He just glanced at Ye Wenlong,
Ye Wenlong's heart almost fell apart again.
Fortunately, Aotian's eyes immediately changed the next moment. The purple gold disappeared and became calm. He nodded slightly and said: "Well, strictly speaking, this is just a ray of my spiritual will."
"I've met Mr. Aotian!" Ye Wenlong bowed with the courtesy of a junior.
"Well, I know you must have a lot of questions to ask. Now is not the time. Xiaolong should have told you about the Eighteen Divine Dragon Art. After you complete the ninth art, I will tell you something. Now, I will first tell you
I'll pass on the first three techniques to you!" Aotian said calmly.
Having said that, Aotian waved his hand, and countless golden light spots fell on Ye Wenlong. A burst of information suddenly poured into Ye Wenlong's mind, which was the formula and movements of Shenlong's first, second, and third formulas.
.Each trick consists of nine movements, and each movement looks quite weird. Ye Wenlong doesn't know if he can do it.
"The Eighteen Divine Dragon Techniques are originally the cultivation techniques of our Divine Dragon clan. If these movements are performed on the dragon body, it would be normal." Aotian seemed to be able to see through his heart, and smiled calmly: "As for whether you can do it
When it comes to these actions, it depends on your own understanding and will. There is no way for outsiders to help you, kid, work hard!"
After saying that, his figure suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared.
"Lord Aotian——" Ye Wenlong shouted loudly.
"The power of mind is only to keep the original mind. If you have a mind, it is a state, and if you don't have a mind, it is also a state." Ao Tian's voice heard, and he actually knew the question Ye Wenlong wanted to ask.
Ye Wenlong really wanted to ask him about the realm of the power of the mind and some methods, and wanted Aotian to give some advice. How could he say that he was also working for the Shenlong clan? Although it was a mutually beneficial relationship between the two parties, he could strive for more.
"Welfare" is still good.
Just keep your original intention? Having the intention is the state, and not having the intention is also the state? What does it mean specifically? Ye Wenlong thought about Aotian's words, and he was addicted for a while and could not extricate himself.
"hiss!"
A majestic suction force came from his chest, pulling Ye Wenlong back to reality from his addiction. His mental consciousness swept away, and he realized that he was in a cave at this time, with a fire burning in the cave. Ye Kuang
Dao and Luo Dao were guarding the entrance of the cave, while Nie Zishang's delicate palm was pressed on his bare chest, trying to help him absorb the cold poison from his body.
"ah--"
Nie Zishang suddenly felt a majestic icy force coming over her. She quickly retracted her hand, but her whole body immediately started to tremble.
The ice-cold good power she cultivated was ten times colder.
"Zi Shang, how are you?" Tang Ying and others gathered around and asked anxiously.
"No, the cold poison in his body is too powerful, and it contains a powerful cold will. I was bitten back..." Nie Zishang looked at everyone with a bitter smile, and sat down cross-legged to circulate the good power and that influx.
The ice power in her body resisted. In just a moment, a layer of frost had already formed on her body. If she had not cultivated the power of extreme ice, it is estimated that this backlash of ice power would be harmful to her.
Cause huge damage.
"Di Feiyang, I'll go with you and try using good firepower." Tang Ying's face showed solemnity. If she couldn't think of a way, Ye Wenlong might be in danger.
"Sister Ying, no need, I can get rid of the cold poison in my body myself." But at this moment, Tang Ying's identity suddenly came to Ye Wenlong's brain.
"Captain, what's wrong?" Di Feiyang didn't know the situation and asked strangely when he saw Tang Ying standing still.
"Yip Wenlong said that he can detoxify himself, that's the message he just sent me." Tang Ying finally showed a smile on her face and ordered: "Luo Sipao, make a frame back so that it can be fixed for Ye Wenlong to sit on."
The standard is to not fall down."
"Okay." Luo Dao responded and left, and after a moment he brought back a shelf. Tang Ying communicated with Ye Wenlong through the optical brain, and followed Ye Wenlong's instructions to use the shelf to sit him up.
"Xiaolong, suppress all the cold poison into my good house." Ye Wenlong ordered with his consciousness.
"Okay, it's not a big deal!" Xiaolong replied with a smile. As soon as he took action, a majestic force surged out from the golden dragon's arms, pressing the cold poison on Ye Wenlong's body towards Shanfu.
These cold poisons are very powerful for Nie Zishang, Tang Ying and others. After all, they contain the powerful will of an intermediate-level snow dragon. There is a gap of three large levels, which is not something they can compete with. But for
For Xiaolong, it is easy to deal with it. What happened to the snow dragon on the ground level? Under the powerful dragon power, even if the strength that Xiaolong can exert at this time is one or two steps behind the ground level, the same
Able to overrun and crush.
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted Ye Wenlong to absorb the will of the snow dragon in the power of ice, Xiaolong would have driven it away or even killed it for him.
But in just a few minutes, all the cold poison was pressed into Ye Wenlong's Shanfu. Frost was still condensed on Ye Wenlong's body, but his hands and feet were free again, just because Shanfu was frozen.
He couldn't muster any strength.
"The First Technique of Shenlong, the First of the Nine Taichu Postures, the First Form of Chaos..." In the Martial Intention Space, Ye Wenlong's Martial Intent Real Body tried to perform the first move, but in the real world, Ip Wen
Long was also following the exact same movements as Wu Yi's real body.
He is now able to practice simultaneously with the real body of Wuyi. The understanding of the real body of Wuyi is his understanding. However, the twenty-seven movements of the first three exercises of the Shenlong Jue are too weird. The body, hands, feet, fingers and toes
They all have strict requirements and there is no room for error.
The first time, failed.
The second time, failed.
The third time, it failed again.
The fourth time, still failed...
The thousandth time, still failing...
Failure after failure did not discourage Ye Wenlong. He did not gain anything from failure after failure. Every time he failed, he was able to learn a lot and improve next time.
"Well, that's right, that should be it!" Ye Wenlong didn't know how many times he had failed. It was estimated that he had failed tens of thousands of times. After a certain extreme action, an idea flashed in his mind and he crossed his hands to make an extremely extreme move.
Awkward movements, weird distortions appeared on the left and right sides of his body. When the last small movement was completed, a ray of burning power suddenly appeared in his soul and slowly spread throughout his body.
As this ray of heat from the soul traveled throughout the body, all the cells in Ye Wenlong's body began to boil like chicken blood. When this ray of heat reached the location of Shanfu, the ice that enveloped his Shanfu was frozen.
The force actually trembled as if encountering something terrifying.
"Chi"
This stream of heat sank directly into the cold power without any hindrance, just like light waves passing through ice crystals, and then brought up a faint light and shadow directly into his soul sea of consciousness.
Wisp after ray of heat came out of the soul and was submerged in the power of ice, and then brought one after another faint light and shadow into the sea of soul consciousness. Ye Wenlong could clearly feel the coldness in Shanfu.
The will is gradually weakening, and the strength of the ice is also constantly weakening. As more and more light and shadow are sent into the sea of soul consciousness, Ye Wenlong has a feeling that his soul seems to be getting stronger.
That feeling is very subtle, a wonderful feeling that can be felt but not seen.
