"Since I can't get out, I'll fight with you. Anyway, if you get out, you will inevitably encounter other dangers. It's better to practice here."
Han Yu made up his mind and looked at the scroll in his hand.
At first, after he received the technique, he put it away without taking a closer look. Now, when he took a closer look, he found that the material of the scroll was unusual. It was dark red in appearance, with texture, and the overall arrangement was like fish scales.
, the feeling of holding it in your hand is very strange.
Slowly opening the scroll, a flash of golden light made him close his eyes slightly. When he spread it all out, the scroll in his hand actually fell out and hung in the air.
Han Yu was a little surprised when he saw this, and stared at the changes in the scroll. He saw the golden light of the scroll hanging in the air dissipated, replaced by a picture of a coiling dragon, and above it, three large golden characters appeared: '
Dragon Mark Jue'.
"Dragon Pattern Jue?"
Han Yu read out the name of the scroll and stared at the coiled dragon picture.
The dragon body with golden scales is entangled in a circle, the four sharp claws are lying under the body, and the dragon head is facing up against the surface of the body, as if it is sleeping soundly.
When he saw the golden dragon's eyes, he suddenly discovered that the dragon's eyes, which had opened at some point, were squinting at him.
Han Yu swallowed his throat, bumped his dry lips a few times, and stammered: "Alive, alive?"
He didn't think his words were credible, so he rubbed his eyes and looked at the painting again. But it didn't matter, it almost scared him to the ground.
The golden dragon in the scroll was swaying its tail and staring at him. The sleeping expression just now had disappeared. At this time, it had a ferocious expression, as if it was about to rush out of the scroll.
Seeing this scene, Han Yu instinctively backed away.
"Kid! Did you open this scroll?"
The voice was rich, transparent and powerful. If he hadn't been the only one here, he would not have thought that the voice came from the lifelike golden dragon in the scroll.
In fact, the scroll is not big, just as big as the scrolls that usually record documents. The golden coiled dragon also looks very agile in a scroll of such a size. Although it looks like a small snake, its appearance and physical characteristics make people unable to use contempt.
Look sideways.
According to the bestiality records:
The characteristics of the dragon are deer-like horns, cow-like head, horse-like mouth, shrimp-like eyes, elephant-like ears, fish-like phosphorus, human-like whiskers, snake-like belly, phoenix-like feet, eighty-one scales on its back, and nine-nine organs.
Yang number.
Its sound is like a rattling copper plate, there is a beard beside the mouth, there is a magic crystal under the chin, and there are reverse scales under the throat. There is a ruler wood on the head, and the dragon cannot rise to the sky without the ruler wood. It breathes into clouds. It has the power of water and fire.
For a strange beast.
If there are patterns on the magic crystal under the chin, this dragon must be the ancestor of strange beasts, with wisdom that surpasses humans and abilities that surpass gods.
Han Yu was startled when he heard the voice, and replied tremblingly: "Yes..."
"Little devil, what are you so virtuous and capable of?" the golden dragon roared, a pair of sharp claws pounced forward, but it never jumped out of the shackles of the scroll.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be imprisoned in this scroll, Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you a dragon?"
"Nonsense, are you blind?" The golden dragon in the volume looked down upon the words of the young man in front of him.
"This is my first time seeing a dragon. I didn't expect it to be so tiny."
Are you saying this to a strange beast? Even if you are saying it to others, I'm afraid it will lead to a scolding, right?
"You little brat, you don't know what I'm capable of. How powerful are you when you add up your lies?" A scolding dragon roared, causing the young man to cover his ears.
"Okay, okay, I'm wrong, please stop screaming." Han Yu couldn't bear the harsh dragon roar, so he had no choice but to plead in a low voice.
Isn't he that stingy person? For the young man in front of him, his eyes are really shining with light.
"Little devil, why can you open the seal of my Yao clan?" Jin Long's tone suddenly softened.
"Seal?" Han Yu asked doubtfully.
"Could it be the scroll you opened that woke me up?"
"It's a scroll that junior opened, but I didn't find any seal..."
Han Yu told everything from the coming and going of the scroll to the passing of the golden dragon.
"God's will, God's will!" After hearing this, Jin Long looked up at the sky and roared at the top of his lungs.
"Do you know the origin of this exercise?" Jin Long regained his composure and looked at the young man below and asked.
"I don't know, junior." Han Yu shook his head and responded humbly.
"Forget it! What does that kid want?" Jin Long said in a harmonious tone when he saw the innocent expression on the other side's face.
"Do you wish?" When Han Yu heard this, his pupils suddenly narrowed: "Revenge!"
The two short words came out of the young man's mouth, but they seemed sonorous and powerful, and the eyes full of hatred were really reflected in Jin Long's eyes.
"How come you have such hatred at such a young age? Who are you avenging?" Jin Long rolled his eyes and said slowly.
Han Yu lowered his head, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and burst out: "Revenge of parents!"
"But you are weak." Jin Long did not take into account the young man's emotions at this time.
"That's why I want to become stronger. It's because I'm too weak that I have to take part in the cabinet assessment."
"It's because I'm too weak that I'm always called a loser."
"It's because I'm too weak that I always make my sister and friends worried. As long as I can successfully enter the cabinet, I believe that I will become stronger sooner or later." Han Yu's voice had a slight growl, but he could not conceal his desire.
, the desire for the strong.
"Before, I thought that I was born unable to gather spiritual power, and I buried all my thoughts in my heart. But from the moment I was able to gather spiritual power, I said to myself, I must work hard to be a person who can protect
Everyone, someone who can be relied upon by everyone.”
Listening to the young man's sincere words, the golden dragon tilted his head and stared at his body, and the dragon's voice sounded.
"Childish thoughts, childish human beings." Although Jin Long said this, his eyes were still staring at the boy's body. If it was accurately described, it should be the boy's heart.
Han Yu seemed at a loss for Jin Long's words. He didn't know how to talk to him again. What a twelve-year-old boy could think of might seem childish or clumsy to others, but to him
Say it is real and desired.
The yellow sand is as yellow as ever, the sun is as scorching as ever, and there is no sign of wind in this endless desert. Regarding these, Han Yu is very clear in his heart. Compared with the dark night, this is the best contrast.
"I, Yaolong, once made an oath. If one day, someone breaks the seal of this Dragon Mark Art, then I will give my ability to this person." Jinlong spoke in a high-pitched tone, laughing at himself.
"Haha! I didn't expect that the seal would be opened by such a weak human child. It seems that this is really God's will."
"Kid, what's your name?"
Han Yu kept listening to the golden dragon talking to itself, and was a little confused about the name it claimed.
But those words that bestowed power made the young man purse his lips, filled with infinite curiosity.
"Junior Han Yu, I have met senior Yaolong!" Han Yu heard this and responded respectfully.
"Wrap a drop of your blood with spiritual power and inject it into my body." Yaolong seemed very satisfied when he saw the young man paying respect, and said in a calm tone.
"This?" Han Yu was shocked at first, but was instantly relieved: "Yes, senior!"
A trace of spiritual power came out of Han Yu's body, wrapping up the drop of blood dripping from his bitten finger.
The blood drops wrapped in cyan spiritual power looked slightly purple in the sunlight. Driven by Han Yu, they flew into the scroll and landed just on top of the dragon's head.
The golden light is slightly purple; it is cold, but not a single particle of dust is seen; the heat is like being in a bonfire in the desert. One cold and one hot come alternately.
The tiny golden dragon in the scroll had disappeared, leaving only the panting boy lying on the ground, holding on to it with both hands.
Looking carefully, the boy's body is changing, with two colors, one green and one red, alternating between bright and dark. His expression looks very painful. He is grabbing the yellow sand with both hands and throwing it around randomly. The clothes on his body have been
He scratched it hard, and the map that fell on the ground was stepped on under his feet, and was gradually trampled into the yellow sand.
"ah……"
He seemed to have reached the limit. The pain in his body was like fire and ice. He roared throughout the vast desert, but there was no echo. But there seemed to be a hint of dragon in the roar.
Yin, could it be that the golden dragon entered the young man's body at this time?
"How did you get into my body?" Han Yu, who was rolling back and forth on the sand, gritted his teeth and burst out.
"Don't ask for details yet, stabilize your heart, release all your spiritual power from your body, and use it to form an armor on the surface of your body to protect your body."
Han Yu had no time to think anything at this time, so he had no choice but to follow the command of the voice. He dispersed all the five drops of swimming blue water-attribute spiritual liquid in his body, and then slowly emerged from the thousands of spiritual channels.
Outside the body, a thin film like water film forms on the surface of the skin.
"Very good! The spiritual power is controlled very well, but it's just a little lacking. Kid, you have to hold on. If you succeed, you will become the only dragon soul cultivator on this continent, haha!"
Han Yu couldn't hear that voice very clearly. The moment the outside of his body was protected by spiritual energy, he felt a lot more relaxed. He only felt dizzy and a trace of tiredness spread throughout his body. Gradually, the sounds from the outside world changed.
Slowly, the pain caused by the alternation of hot and cold gradually became numb. After trying hard to hold up my eyelids, my vision suddenly went dark and my whole body lay in the desert.
"Little devil, little devil..."
Faintly, Yaolong's voice still seemed to be ringing in his mind, but a sense of comfort made him want to sleep for a while. But the voice seemed to get louder, making him reluctantly open his eyes slightly.
Eye.
Han Yu rubbed his groggy eyes, yawned, and looked at his surroundings.
"Why am I here?"
There is a stream in the bamboo forest, a square pavilion with a deep pool in the distance, lotus flowers and lotus leaves beside the trestle, kingfishers buzzing, and the breeze blows in front of you.
In the square pavilion, there were two figures sitting across from each other on the stone table. From them came bursts of loud talk and laughter.