The power of the golden sea itself is not poisonous, but the principle in this world is that one too many things is too little.
The power of the Holy Spirit is so overwhelming that even the monster clan cannot bear its power.
Even if it is a true dragon like Bai Shaoyan, it will not be like Shang Chang, who will be alienated immediately when it touches this golden rain.
Bai Shaoyan raised his head and looked at the pouring rain, which rendered the entire vast God's Punishment Forest into a shocking golden world.
She raised her right palm, which was as white as snow, and extended it outside the umbrella.
Golden raindrops splashed on her palms. There were no palm prints on her palms. The snow-white jade palms seemed to be connected to another world.
Golden raindrops fell on the palm of my hand, creating layers of illusory ripples.
The raindrops sank into the palm of her hand and split into various thin and complicated side streams, clearly illuminating the invisible ancient palm prints in her palm.
The vein-like golden lines traveled along the palm of the hand and all the way to the arms. Wherever they traveled, her silver-white dragon scales also appeared densely.
Finally it spread all the way to my heart.
It wasn't until the entire arm began to transform into a dragon uncontrollably that she withdrew her arm and hid it under the umbrella.
Bai Shaoyan looked at the rain with clear and cold eyes, and the aura of dragon spirit around him suddenly became extremely fragrant.
She stroked her heart gently and said with a calm expression: "A Yinglong who is not yet an adult has been losing blood for more than a hundred years. In order to protect his own life and keep his dragon soul alive, his body and mind scales will melt by themselves and turn into a majestic dragon.
Use your spiritual power to maintain your own vitality.”
"The scale that protects the heart is born with the body and is pregnant. Once it disappears, it will last for thousands of years. Without special opportunities, it will not be possible to be reborn."
Bai Shaoyan slowly turned her purple eyes and looked at Balian: "But just because I was exposed to the rain, I have already developed heart-protecting scales."
After hearing this, Balian was not happy at first, but his heart sank and he felt a strong uneasiness.
He looked at Bai Shaoyan seriously and said in a deep voice: "If you don't get caught in the rain, how long can you last in this situation?"
The Forest of God's Punishment is no different than other places. It's hard to tell when such changes will stop.
He didn't know much about the origin of this golden rain of unknown origin. In a place like this, a strange rain would happen every ten thousand years.
The dragon scales on Bai Shaoyan's arms were looming, and the aura of dragon spirit seemed to be trying its best to refine the aura of the Holy Spirit in the rain.
"If I am not touched by this rain, I can keep my true heart immortal in this situation for a hundred years. If I am caught in the rain, I can only last more than three months. If..."
Bai Shaoyan blinked his eyes, paused, and then said: "If I accidentally fall into the golden sea, even I will not be able to sustain it for seven days."
Baili An's mind was trembling, and he secretly thought that if this happened, most of the evil monsters in the God's Punishment Forest would have nowhere to hide.
Being exposed to this golden rain, the body will be abnormally alienated and strengthened. Most of the immortal monks who came into the forest will probably be killed or injured.
Seeing that the barrier has disappeared, I guess Kunlun Jingxu has not been affected.
Shen Jibai simply realized that that guy had already left the Forest of God's Punishment before him.
However, if the cause of this violent rain cannot be found, Qing Shui and Qing Xuan from the outside world may not easily open the formation and let the people inside leave.
I just want to stay in this God's Punishment Forest for a long time, so dressing up like this is extremely inconvenient.
Immortals are no better than demons. Most of them are upright. What's more, when they visit such a holy place as Kunlun Jingxu, there will be no immortals who hide their heads and hide their tails.
There is nothing he can do to hide his identity by killing a group of True Immortal Cult members, not to mention that with his cultivation level, staying in the God's Punishment Forest for a long time is extremely risky.
Although with the power of the Blood Feather River, he could control the seven-vehicle monsters, this was already the limit.
If you encounter a six-vehicle monster or even a five-vehicle monster, you may have to go through a life-and-death battle that threatens your life.
Not to mention that under the influence of this golden rainstorm, even the weakest ten-horse demons who are still underage may be catalyzed into extremely terrifying adult alien demons.
This golden rain can infinitely stimulate the potential of monsters, and their strength is immeasurable.
When the rain fell, the God's Punishment Forest really turned into a desperate situation.
If Bai Lianruo still reserves his means and does not use spiritual power, but only relies on the two little puppets, he is afraid that he will not be able to stay for a long time, let alone keep the little white dragon.
Due to the existence of the Dragon Clan's 'True Name' contract, Bai Shaoyan was able to sense Bailian's mood more or less at close range.
She asked: "Does the master care about his identity?"
As Bai Shaoyan spoke, he raised his slender fingers and lightly stroked his white arms, and a silver-white dragon scale jumped up and landed steadily on his fingertips.
Leave it to Brian.
"Master, this scale is called 'Illusion Scale'. It can transform into the appearance of anyone in the world. It cannot be seen through except by the eyes of a saint."
Balian looked at the scales she handed over, frowned and said, "It's taboo for dragons to remove their scales. Doesn't it hurt?"
Bai Shaoyan chuckled lightly, the smile was very shallow, like broken ice floating on the sea, "It is a taboo for dragons to pick their scales. This rule is for other races. Since ancient times, true dragon blood has been noble. , cannot be violated or coveted.
But the dragon is as powerful as the sky, and there are still many secret treasures on the dragon clan that are coveted by other clans, and dragon scales are just one of them. Therefore, if someone dares to take the dragon scales without authorization, it is a big taboo, and it will attract the hatred and hatred of the dragon clan for a lifetime. Chase."
"But if we take the dragon scales ourselves and offer them to our Lord, why is there any taboo? What's more, dragon scales are just like human nails and hair. They will shed themselves after a certain period of time. These phantom scales are old scales. , it’s painless to get.”
She handed the dragon scale into Balian's palm and said with a serious expression: "What's more, even though it is painful to remove the scale, as long as it is what the master needs, I will go forward bravely to fulfill all the master's wishes."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In such a long life, this is the first time that Balian has accepted the brainless "foolish loyalty" from others.
He had only raised the little white dragon for a few years. He was born to be a great and arrogant true dragon who was superior to all living beings. His loyalty was actually better than anyone in the Tianxi Sword Sect.
It's impossible to say that I didn't feel pressure.
Bai Lian accepted the dragon scale, raised his eyes to look at the pure jade-white face in the rain curtain, and said: "Xiao Bai, you have been an important family member of mine since history, and I have never regarded you as such.
Be loyal to your subordinates or those who need me."
Bai Shaoyan listened patiently to what Bai Lian had finished. She shook her head seriously and corrected: "The dragon race is a long and rare race. I was hatched in a dragon egg for ten thousand years before I could break out. At that time, I had no parents.
, no elders, no family, born alone.
In the world of dragons, there is only the lofty mission, but when I have a master and the master is in front of me, the mission is insignificant."
She looked at Bailian steadily, her eyes firm and focused, as if the world and the six realms were so vast that there could only be room for one person in front of her.
"I am not the master's family, I am your servant, your dependent, and your contractor."
Balian: "..."
This doesn't make sense to her at all.
I don’t know if it’s due to differences in racial thinking or because Xiaobai has just transformed, but her thoughts are particularly stubborn.
Balian Youdao: "In this case, you said that I am your master, then you will complete every order I give, right?"
Bai Shaoyan lowered his head and said seriously: "I will offer you my absolute loyalty."
Balian gently tapped her dragon horn with his finger and said: "Then this is my first order. No matter what the situation or for any reason, you are not allowed to hurt yourself."
He couldn't tolerate not paying attention to her. When he raised her, she was still young and the stubbornness in her character had not yet been noticed.
If there was no planning and guidance, Balian would not want to see her being scaled and bled in a dark place one day in the future.
Bai Shaoyan frowned. Although there was some resistance and hesitation, he still nodded and obeyed.
Balian then shook the dragon scale in his hand and asked: "So, how should this scale be used?"
Hearing him ask this, Bai Shaoyan's purple eyes suddenly brightened up, and she looked a little eager to try. She said seriously: "You are my lord, and you have given me your true name. You can freely use any part of my body."
What kind of fuss does this face look like when trying to sell a product?
Bai Lian's head was a bit big, "Forget about other parts, I just want to know how to use these dragon scales."
Bai Shaoyan looked a little disappointed inexplicably, but he still answered very patiently: "This phantom scale can change according to the heart. Whoever the master wants to transform into, the fantasy in his heart is immediate, but the appearance transformed by the phantom scale must be the reality that must exist in this world."
People, if they just make assumptions out of thin air, they will naturally not be able to succeed."
Does it have to be transformed into a real person?
Balian can't guarantee whether the person he transformed will meet him in the God's Punishment Forest. If so, there's no rush for him.
Although the God's Punishment Forest is named a forest, the terrain here is extremely vast, and it encompasses more than just forests.
Valleys, plateaus, mountain streams, the terrains are all different.
It is not difficult to find a shelter from the rain in this situation in time.
But if you want to avoid the unusual rain, it's really not difficult.
But this rain is the embodiment of the Golden Sea. There are countless evil monsters in the forest. In just a few months, there are even more countless people who have entered the God's Punishment Forest.
In this way, the shelter from the rain has become a treasure place with many monks and few people.
When everyone is looting, bloodshed will inevitably occur.
When Bai Lian found a cave in a mountain stream, in addition to moist rain vapor, there was also a strong smell of blood in the air.
There is no rain in the cave, but there are two ten-horse monsters that have begun to mutate and are fighting for the chassis inside, fighting fiercely.
The ground was littered with corpses, and it was a mess.
The two demonic beasts became so murderous that they completely lost their minds. By the time Baili'an entered the cave, both demonic beasts had reached the end of their strength and were covered in deadly wounds. They relied on the alienated rain.
The holy power forcibly held his life in his mouth.
Living like this only adds to the pain.
Balian personally gave away the two monsters, and when he buried them on the spot, he discovered that there was a survivor hidden deep in the cave.
The survivor was buried behind a rugged boulder, and there was no trace of his body from the waist down. Perhaps for the last moment of dignity, he used his spiritual power to forcibly seal the wound, so that his intestines and internal organs were not allowed to flow all over the place.
Looking at it this way, it's like competing with the monsters in the forest for a place of refuge, only to be eaten by their clones.
No complete legs, feet or torso could be found in the cave.
Balian came to the young man. The young man was wearing a purple jade lotus crown and a silver-blue ceremonial uniform, outlined with gold threads. Even though his body was covered in blood, he could not conceal his noble and extraordinary aura.
He is actually a little immortal official from the higher realm of the Immortal Realm?
Looking at his dying appearance, his eyes were even more unfocused and lacked any energy.
But fortunately, his hearing was still there, and when he heard the footsteps, blood foamed on his lips and teeth, and an astonishing light of survival burst out from his absent-minded eyes. He stretched out his hand in search of the voice, grabbed the corner of Balian's clothes, and his voice was hoarse.
Pleading: "Fellow Taoist...Fellow Taoist, save me, I can't die...I can't die yet..."
It's not that I can't die, it's that I don't want to die.
Balian could see that he had unresolved obsessions, but it was a pity.
"I'm sorry, I can't save you. Your immortal energy has dissipated, and there's nothing I can do."
The young man also seemed to realize something, and the light of survival in his eyes dimmed little by little, but he tightly squeezed the hand on the hem of Balian's clothes and stubbornly did not let go.
I just heard him murmuring: "I can't die... I can't die. If I die, what will Su Chan do? What should she do..."
Bai Lian asked: "Who is Su Chan?"
The young man held on to the hem of Balian's clothes tightly and refused to let go. Half of his body was gone, but he still turned sideways with great difficulty to look at Balian's face.
Perhaps because she was on the verge of death, her speech gradually became more urgent: "Su... Su Chan, she is my fiancée. She came to the God's Punishment Forest with me. She has never been very courageous. If she knew that I died here,
There is no way she can survive in this desperate situation."
"Fellow Taoist...Fellow Taoist..." He pulled out his Qiankun bag, and the plea on his face was more sincere than when he asked for help: "I lost my way with Su Chan, she is lost, I will never find her again.
She is gone, never again... Can you save her? I don't ask fellow Taoists to save her at this time...
But if... if fellow Taoist is lucky enough to meet her in this place, if she is in trouble or danger, please help me."
This has been completely driven to a dead end.
Could a stranger whom he had never met be worthy of being cared for on his deathbed?
This young man seems to be really in love. His own life is almost at risk, yet he still has to worry about others.
Balian didn't feel disgusted. Since it was a simple task and easy to do, he had no reason to refuse.
He thought for a while and then asked: "What is your name, and what is your status in the fairy world?"