Chapter 494: All the dragons, carps, and evil scorpions are me, and Zhao Ziyu will send charcoal in
"Zhao Rong, if you are hungry, let's have some late-night snacks and talk about it later. If you are not hungry, then you are just entertaining me. If you are scolded for being a bitch, I will satisfy you."
Return to the serious way.
Zhao Rong thought for a while, "I'm hungry, but not completely hungry."
Sword Spirit nodded and said, "You've got some, right?"
Zhao Rong coughed slightly and suddenly asked:
"So you helped me build this pond in the heart lake and raised eighty-one evil dragons, just to let them 'eat' on my behalf? The more primitive and barbaric the power, the more negative effects it is accompanied by ambition and desire.
…”
He narrowed his eyes and whispered, "And the owner is often...contaminated and controlled by this power."
"And I used this abyss full of evil dragons to 'eat' the negative effects such as violent desires, and then stripped the pure and pure power to me... Hey, Gui, this is a bit powerful."
The sword spirit chuckled lightly,
"I just followed its 'Tao', perfected its 'Dharma', and changed its 'Technique'."
"This outside world technique itself is very powerful. Its 'Tao' idea is novel and interesting. The person who can create this set of techniques is definitely not a simple person, and the world that can be suitable for the existence of this interesting set of techniques is definitely not
It’s a simple place. I’m starting to get a little curious about the hometown of that martial artist from outside the realm.”
Zhao Rong closed his eyes and felt the deep lake in his heart for a while.
At a certain moment, his brows slightly raised.
"The dangerous things in the heart that other monks on the mountain avoid, are actually exploited by me, using them to practice... Come on, are we playing a little too big this time?"
There was some worry in his tone.
The heart lake is the largest dantian meridian in a monk's body. As the level of cultivation increases, the importance of the heart lake becomes more and more important.
And the water of the Heart Lake is a recognized mysterious realm, and many high-level monks dare not set foot in it.
Zhao Rong estimated that even Zhu Yourong, who was half a step into the Nascent Soul, a first-class Confucian scholar, might not have explored the water of the inner lake as deeply as he did now...
"Humph, if you don't play big, how can you improve your cultivation quickly? If you come slowly, you probably won't reach the Haoran realm we agreed on in ten years."
Zhao Rong had nothing to say.
He touched the three bamboo slips, nodded and said seriously:
"Then we have to be more careful. Gui, please help me take care of them. We have to be vigilant about these evil dragons to prevent them from backlash."
The sword spirit in the heart lake remained silent for a moment.
It was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Zhao Rong, do you think these eighty-one evil dragons are foreign objects?"
Zhao Rong frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Oh, I think I have to remind you something." Gui Youyou said: "This is your inner lake and abyss. The dragon and carp in it are you, and the evil dragon... is also you."
Zhao Rong's pupils narrowed slightly.
He paused for a moment, seemingly to let him digest it slowly.
Zhao Rong said nothing.
Gui smiled and said, "In a sense, the dragon carp is actually the evil dragon, and the evil dragon is the dragon carp. The pond that appears in the lake in your heart is divided into two halves, the clear and the turbid, and the light.
You and darkness... nothing can work without either of them. The two are dependent on each other and become one, and you are the complete you."
Inside the tent, in front of the flickering candlelight.
The young Confucian scholar rubbed his face habitually.
Gui Qingyin said: "You are indeed very talented in cultivating your mind because you can understand your mind and see your nature. But after you understand your mind and see your nature, it seems that you have subconsciously rejected all the bad things in your heart, just like... these
The evil dragon is not like you."
"The dragon and carp are me, and the evil dragon... is also me... so the two are actually one..."
The young Confucian scholar murmured a few words, then suddenly raised his head and answered:
"So, you have just invested in the dragon energy. After the evil dragons in the abyss ate the negative emotions in it, they spit it out...those strange waves are not actually spiritual energy, but an origin that can benefit the dragon and the carp.
strength."
"This stripped-out original power has just stabilized the body of the dragon and carp with that pure green glaze color..."
Zhao Rong said stop, Sword Spirit smiled and did not interrupt.
He then said thoughtfully:
"Actually, the process pictures I saw in Xinhu, these descriptions of mine... are actually specially shown by Xinhu for me to facilitate my observation and understanding. It is just a way. And the real appearance of Xinhu is in my
It’s actually different from what you think, there’s no definite answer…”
As he said this, the young Confucian scholar stood up, and without thinking, he set up a boxing pile and began to punch.
After a moment, he smiled slightly and said:
"The dragon and the carp are me, and the evil dragon is also me... In fact, all this process, in short, is that I have absorbed the dragon energy, and all the negative emotions of the dragon demon descendant in the dragon energy have been suppressed at the bottom of my heart.
"
"And the original power of the dragonborn in the dragon's energy was absorbed by my body, which strengthened my body and made me one step closer to the powerful body of the alien dragon."
Zhao Rong closed his fists and clenched his fists to feel the increased energy and blood in his body.
He took a long breath and said, "Gui, I understand what you meant before. The spiritual energy in my Dantian at this time is not like a castle in the air after taking elixirs, but after my physical strength has been strengthened, those who are close to me have entered."
The aura of heaven and earth within the body.”
Tonight, he finally understood the general nature and operating rules of this strange set of skills. In front of the candle, Zhao Rong no longer hesitated and drank down the three bamboo tubes in front of him.
Under the orange candlelight, the young Confucian scholar grabbed his sleeve and wiped his mouth, then sat upright, closing his eyes and saying nothing.
In a certain inner lake.
On the high building, there was a purple-robed sword spirit who chuckled lightly, climbed up to the top of the building, and tipped the purple gas gourd with his fingers full again.
A trickle of water, like a thin white line, falls into the lake.
The evil dragons lurking in the abyss, dragons and carp leaping for joy and wagging their tails...
After about a stick of incense.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes.
His eyes were gleaming under the light, and strange lines appeared faintly in them, which were pure green glaze and flowed around his eyes like dots of paint.
Zhao Rong lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves.
The right hand is grasped and loosened, and loosened and grasped again.
He took a deep breath and said calmly: "Go back, I am in the middle stage of Fuyao Realm."
"sharp."
Zhao Rong said modestly: "It's not bad, cough, it's not too exaggerated..."
The tone still couldn't help but bring a smile.
Gui: "I am saying that my skills are powerful."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Just when a young Confucian scholar was considering whether to divorce a certain sword spirit, Gui's voice came again.
"Hey, look in the mirror first."
Zhao Rong was alert, "What are you doing?"
"You take a photo first."
Zhao Rong thought for a while and sighed: "Isn't it possible that some old guy is trying to use his low-interest aesthetics that have been outdated for tens of thousands of years to slander the appearance of the most beautiful man in the world? Isn't he?"
The tone is sincere.
Return: "?"
"If you don't do it, who will care about you?"
Zhao Rong refused to let go, "Tell me what you want to do first."
When it comes to disappointing people, he can always be trusted.
"I want to take a look at your eyes to see if they are the changes I expected..." Sword Spirit thought for a while and then said: "But, if you are really afraid of being ugly, you don't have to look in the mirror... You now
Go out and look around to see if you can find anything."
Zhao Rong shouted twice and refused to accept his aggressive tactics.
He put down his sleeves, stood up without saying a word, and went to open the tent door.
It was late at night, and most of the tents stationed in the wilderness had their lights extinguished. There were only dots of plowing fires in the camps, and the torches of Yu patrol guards were shining...
The young Confucian scholar looked around the surrounding wasteland and suddenly let out a light sigh.
The voice of Gui Xiao came: "Oh, did you see it?"
Zhao Rong breathed in the cool night breeze slightly and looked at a certain direction for a while.
Just above a certain tent not far from him.
"I saw... a streak of red air rising into the sky from there, shaped like a dragon or a phoenix, with wisps of streaks forming lines..."
"Oh, I really saw it. Where is it?"
The young Confucian scholar was quiet for a moment and said softly: "The central tent where the Dugu family and the young emperor live."
Gui chuckled, "Oh, I really have the ability to look at energy. This is a great magical power."
"Zhao Rong, this is the Qi of the Emperor. Your eyes already have the ability to detect the dragon's Qi, and the Emperor's Qi exuded by the real dragon emperor of the secular dynasty is also a kind of dragon's Qi, which just allows you to see
, it’s an unexpected surprise.”
Zhao Rongzheng squinted his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at the central tent and was speechless when he heard the so-called "unexpected joy".
The sword spirit in the heart lake said again:
"Zhao Rong, if the source of this anger is really the playful Dugu family and the silly little emperor, then you can already take sides. This great dynasty under the mountain should finally fall into the hands of their mother.
There is no doubt that it was the hands of the two women."
Someone held his sleeves and said nothing.
Gui Xiaoyin: "It's common to find icing on the cake, but it's hard to find help in times of need. I heard you say before that you should be neutral and not take sides or anything like that, but now you have a head start, so you can't help the orphans and widows. Maybe you can help them.
Now we become one of our own family?"
It had a joking tone, and when it said this, it couldn't help but stop laughing.
Zhao Rong still didn't speak, as if he thought the person was boring and had nothing to talk about.
He withdrew his gaze towards the central tent, his specific expression invisible in the darkness.
The sword spirit didn't care either. Sometimes it spoke specifically to tease him.
The latter doesn't seem to fall for it much now.
Gui thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, are you here to offer sacrifices to the Moon Mountain to enshrine Zen? I haven't asked you much about these things since I woke up. Now that I have some free time, you can explain it to me in detail.
Let’s follow the story.”
"There's nothing to say. I'm going to be very busy these two days. Just don't make things worse. It will be over soon."
Zhao Rong shook his head, stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and then looked further away.
"Hey, what are you still looking at?" Gui curled his lips, "You have just acquired the magical power of looking at the dragon's energy, and you are not proficient in using it. It is invisible to the naked eye at farther places. I will wait until you can get more advanced in your cultivation.
Well, I will teach you a secret technique of looking at Qi..."
Sword Spirit was talking when he was suddenly interrupted by the silent Zhao Rong.
"Are you sure...I can't see too far?"
He squinted his eyes and looked somewhere in the distance.
Gui paused for words.
At the entrance of the tent, in the darkness, there was silence between the two of them.
Sword Spirit said seriously: "What did you see?"
The young Confucian scholar lowered his head, raised his hand, and rubbed his eyes.
Said softly:
"I saw a golden and white aura rising to the sky on Mount Jiyue, vaguely like... a cauldron."