I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 104: Mengzhang's View of the Divine Sovereign

Chapter 104: Mengzhang's View of the Divine Sovereign

Regent Hotel, in Old Tang's room.

Old Tang closed his eyes tightly, and there were fine and hard blue-black scales protruding from his outstretched left arm. The surface of the scales was clearly as smooth as polished metal, but they almost did not reflect the light at all.

Accompanied by Old Tang's gentle and deep breathing, the muscles under the blue and black scales rose and fell like a tide, driving the sharp edges of the scales to rub against each other, making a sound similar to the interlacing of metal blades.

A few minutes later, the scales on Old Tang's arm were retracted into the body one by one, revealing a human arm with well-defined muscles. He opened his eyes, and the golden pupils like magma dimmed and turned back to dark brown, with a smear of enamel faintly appearing on the surface Like blue luster.

Standing in front of him, Xiaoyin seemed to see a fuzzy and slender figure that twisted and disappeared in the center of Old Tang's pupils.

Observation method·Meng Zhang Shenjun.

This is one of the top meditation ideas in Taoism. At the beginning of practice, you can have the green dragon dharma to guard the spiritual platform, and you can visualize the image of wind and thunder to control the demons in your mind.

If this idea can be achieved, the primordial spirit can even transform into the appearance of a green dragon, and its power will not be stingy with the supernatural powers of Tiangang.

Of course, this is the realm that Yuanshen Daxiu should pursue. Old Tang, who is still one step away from Yuanying, doesn't have to consider such a far-reaching realm.

What's more, although Lu Mingfei said that he is a split personality after a dragon lost his memory, in fact, he is not a personality at all in front of a dragon who has lived for an unknown number of years.

Once Long Cheng's huge memory of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years is recovered, Lao Tang's memory will immediately fade away like a drop of ink melted into a lake, leaving no trace.

So Lu Mingfei taught him this idea.

In that world, observing thoughts is a necessary method for all Yuanshen Dao monks, and there is hardly any Yuanshen Dao monk who does not practice observing thoughts.

This is not because it can temper the soul and state of mind, nor because it can bring all kinds of strange abilities to the monks, but because for the Yuanshen Taoist monks who reincarnated and prolong their lifespan, meditation can ensure that they can survive the broken womb. After the mystery, it is completely unaffected by the memory of this life, and perfectly maintains itself.

As far as Old Tang is concerned, as long as he can successfully introduce the idea of ​​conception to the point where a trace of green dragon charm is born before the dragon's memory wakes up, he will be able to take root in Long Haiquan's memory and become a "nail house". Submerged, Qinglong Dharma can maintain the personality of "Old Tang" and will not be dissolved in it.

If under normal circumstances, it should be that the dragon's memory dilutes Lao Tang's drop of "ink" like a "lake", then the Qinglong method turns this drop of liquid "ink" into solid "obsidian", although it is not completely absent. It is possible to obliterate, but diluting a drop of ink and obsidian are obviously two things with completely different difficulties.

Especially based on the information that Lu Mingfei knew, the dragon's powerful strength, body and soul are all innate.

Inborn ones do have some advantages compared to cultivated ones, but compared with fellow monks, they have more disadvantages—such as a serious mismatch between strength and mood.

Also, in the current situation, Old Tang could even try to "steal" the dragon's power after practicing the Azure Dragon Aspect, which is basically impossible for a monk.

After the reincarnation, because of the strong soul, the physique and thinking of monks will be far superior to ordinary people even when they are not in the maze of the broken fetus. They can even master some small spells at their fingertips, but it is absolutely impossible to truly show the demeanor before reincarnation.

Because the cultivation of monks is very personal, all the way down from the cultivation of monks, from mana to spells to meditation and thinking, there is a strong sense of individuality, the same spell or technique falls into the hands of two different monks It can even show two completely different looks.

It is absolutely impossible for a non-monk to manipulate the power of a monk’s penance. Even if the reincarnated body will be more similar to the previous life in character, a slight difference in heart will be infinitely magnified. The similarity and the sameness are almost completely different. two different things.

The innate power of dragons is different. This thing is born with dragons. There is no so-called "cultivation" and "sense". Opportunities to develop yourself from all sides.

But because of this, for Old Tang, the power of the dragon is also his power. After all, everyone is a consciousness born from the same body. Although he lacks memory, the power of the dragon does not recognize this thing. With a strong enough state of mind, it is absolutely possible to forcibly control this power.

The only problem is that his state of mind is not strong enough now, but at least he can mobilize a little part of the dragon's power to turn one arm into a dragon—he dare not use a little bit, otherwise, if it stimulates the buddy to make it wake up early But it's embarrassing.

Although under the stimulation of Lu Mingfei using the power of the blue dragon, one of the four directions, he has found a trace of the charm of the blue dragon, but this charm can at most prevent him from being overwhelmed, and he must not have the power to resist. To put it bluntly, he can "Death" is slow.

But he can't help it. He is in urgent need of strength now, so he can only take some risks for the time being. According to Fei Gede's statement, although Brother Long is not sleeping soundly at present, there is no sign of waking up-especially it Now it is in a completely passive stage. Brother Fei can comfort it by dreaming and let it sleep longer.

"Master, is your uh... cultivation over?"

Seeing Old Tang pick up his shirt and start putting it on, Little Silver ran to him and asked.

"Well," Old Tang nodded, "I'm almost at my limit now. It's too much of a burden to continue, and the gains are worse than the losses. According to Brother Fei, it's 'too much to lose'."

"Oh."

Xiaoyin nodded, her expression honestly told Old Tang that she didn't understand at all.

"By the way, I have always had doubts. You call me Your Majesty because I am a dragon, and you judge that I am at least the first generation, but you also call him Your Majesty Brother Fei. If you ask you, you can't tell whether he is a pure-blooded dragon, or not. Not to mention how many generations have been planted," Old Tang asked Xiao Yin, really puzzled, "Then why did you call him Your Majesty Brother Fei?"

"I don't know either," Xiaoyin shook his head, "I'm just a living being. How to address others is pre-set. I did feel a high concentration of dragon's blood in that lord, but he is definitely not pure blood. It’s not like the human dragons I’ve seen before, and it’s also mixed with an inexplicable feeling, which I don’t understand.”

Xiaoyin tilted his head and said: "I called him 'Your Majesty' just because my factory settings are like this. When I saw him, I knew I should call him 'Your Majesty' for granted. I'm afraid I can only ask him why. my maker."

"Then your producer designation is a little bit out of the mind," Old Tang complained, "or you have been left for too long and the program has gone wrong?"

As he said this, Old Tang felt more and more fond of this girl in his heart. She had always thought that she was a product of a dragon, and never thought that she was actually a living person.

Xiaoyin puffed up her cheeks, and was about to refute, when the mobile phone that Old Tang casually threw on the bed rang suddenly, and she glanced at the screen, it was the contact number Lu Lu had left for him before.

"The one who should come will always come..." Old Tang sighed, went to the bed and picked up the phone, and said to himself, "It was another woman who answered the phone before, but now it should be Lu Lu himself?"

The thing he regrets the most is that when he made an agreement with Mai Shutoku on the deal about the Pot of the Galaxy, he hastily brought up the deal time as much as possible, but now there is not much time left for him to regret it.

He is not planning to return to the United States recently. The poor areas of the United States are too dangerous. As Brother Fei said, if Lu Lu and the forces behind her become angry and want to kill him, it is definitely safer to stay in China.

But if Lu Lu really wanted to do something, he had to pack up and run away as soon as possible, and he couldn't let the trouble caused by Lu Lu spread to Brother Fei.

After pressing the answer button, Lulu's voice rang out from Old Tang's handset.

"Hey?"

(End of this chapter)

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