Ling Luo listened carefully to Xiling Muxue's teachings.
"Xiao Luo, in the past three years, I have heard a lot of rumors about the secret realm of Guixu." At some point, Jianlong poked his round cat head out of the grass in the medicine field.
Then, he jumped up and jumped onto Ling Luo's shoulders, saying: "The secret realm of Guixu is opened every five years. There are elixirs everywhere in it, and there are even more monsters guarding the elixirs, and there are also dangers.
Landform. But none of these are dangerous. The most dangerous ones are the disciples of the five sects who entered the Guixu Secret Realm at the same time as you."
Xiling Muxue took a deep look at Jianlong and agreed: "Yes, the most vicious thing in this world is the greedy human heart. The secret realm of Guixu was only open for seven days, and the disciples who picked the elixir naturally became the target of public criticism.
, will be hunted wildly by other disciples, killing people and taking medicine, in a matter of seconds."
Hearing the narration of Master and Jianlong, Ling Luo took a breath of cold air. She once again deeply felt that the so-called fairy world was just a world of the weak and the strong that was more cruel than the human world.
Here, in many cases, killings are justified and they do not even need to be punished by law.
Among the five sects, many murderous behaviors are tacitly approved. This is what is truly frightening.
"Xiao Luo, I have the body of a true dragon. Those forbidden techniques that conceal cultivation are only effective on humans, so I can't enter the secret realm of Guixu to help you." The cheap dragon's voice was a little frustrated, red.
The black eyes were full of apology.
Ling Luo smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, gently stroked the round head of the dragon, and said: "It doesn't matter, you have already helped me a lot."
Ling Ying and Chu Ye were both exhausted and ruined. Their current end was all due to the cheap dragon.
"Hehe, but I also have something for you." The Dragon Clan stretched out a black claw and held a black golden elixir in his hand. "I have entered the elixir formation stage. We, the Dragon Clan, are with you.
The human race is different. After your human race enters the elixir-forming stage, more than 90% of you can only produce one golden elixir in your lifetime, but the dragon race can produce thousands of them."
Ling Luo took the black-gold inner elixir from Jianlong's hand, and a majestic fire dragon breath came out from above.
"I have practiced for three years, and now I have produced a hundred golden elixirs. Each one is part of the essence of my life. If you encounter a terrible enemy in the elixir-forming stage in the secret realm of Guixu, the key is
At this moment, you can throw this emperor's golden elixir out, and the explosive effect will be enough to kill a monk in the elixir stage." Jianlong's face became rarely serious.
Ling Luo clenched the golden elixir in his hand, and said with excitement, "If I use it, your life essence will be damaged to a certain extent, right?"
Jianlong flicked his black meow tail nonchalantly and said: "It's only one percent. If you practice for another two months, you'll be back again. Compared with your life, Xiaoluo, it's nothing at all."
Ling Luo was very moved. She understood that this was proof that the dragon had entrusted her with his life and that she was not alone.
She stretched out her hand, took Jianlong off her shoulders, put him in her arms, and gently smoothed his hair, "Thank you, Prison."