Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

Three days later, Chen Ning returned to the capital with Qingyan and Xiangqin.

"Ten thousand gold bottles of sake, ten thousand ......dollars of jade plate treasures"

The content of the Xuanfeng Dynasty's palace examination only tests poetry, which happens to be the range that Chen Ning is best at.

So there is no need to read books at all these days, just review the poems in your mind.

[Ding, detect the host reciting poems, congratulate the host, and get Haoran Qi *100]

Unexpectedly, the system reward was triggered.

Chen Ning was in a good mood, and calmed down and painted a black dragon.

As his proficiency progressed, his ink dragons became more and more lifelike.

When the finishing touches are cast, the power is also greatly improved.

"But...... It's just that I always feel like I don't have the charm of Qing Yan's painting of the dragon. Staring

at a few ink dragons, Chen Ning gradually realized the problem.

Although the dragon on the painting looks realistic, it is always a little less similar to the ink dragon painted by Qing Yan.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu came out of Chen Ning's sleeve and jumped onto the table with joy.

It looked at the painting on the table, and then at Chen Ning, its tail wagging extremely happily.

In particular, those excited eyes seemed to be full of two words - want to eat!

"

" (≧▽≦).

Xiao Jiu suddenly nodded excitedly.

The spiritual rhyme contained in the poetry book is delicious in front of it, and in front of it, these ink dragons seem to exude an unbearable aroma.

"Anyway, I can't use a lot of drawings, so I'll give you these pictures.

Chen Ning was not stingy, and directly took out the three most spiritual ink dragons.

The finishing touch is the ink dragon born by the supernatural power, although it is not a real dragon, it should also have a breath similar to that of a dragon.

Chen Ning was also a little curious, how much Xiao Jiu could grow after eating these ink dragons.

Now that Xiao Jiu has reached the realm of almost the peak of the fourth grade, if it can grow further, even if it is placed in the capital, there should be very few people who can threaten it.

After getting permission, Xiao Jiu happily swam in front of the painting.

Open your mouth.

"Hiss. The

black spirit in the painting is like spring water rolling into Xiao Jiu's mouth.

Xiao Jiu had eaten sword qi in the past, eaten demons, and even eaten Haoran righteousness, but he had never eaten so deliciously as he did today.

After all, Molong's proximity to the origin of the dragon was exactly what Xiao Jiu needed most to improve his bloodline.

Soon, the dragon bloodline that was devoured by Xiao Jiu at the beginning, but had not been fully absorbed, resurfaced.

Under the charm of the ink dragon, the dragon blood in the dragon's bloodline was purified step by step and merged into Xiao Jiu's body.

Unconsciously, a few golden scales faintly appeared on Xiao Jiu's pitch-black body.

Even Chen Ning couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The last time Xiao Jiu evolved, he just changed from a python to a dragon, and the improvement in strength was not very significant.

But this time, the bloodline in Xiao Jiu's body obviously showed atavism.

After devouring so many things, Xiao Jiu's body was finally baptized in repeated tempering, and there was a completely different change from before!

Soon, the first ink dragon's spiritual rhyme was all eaten by Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and even ate Molong's drawing paper.

A faint golden halo gradually shrouded its body, and it faintly emitted a faint scent of ink.

Then came the second and third paintings.

Every time he eats a painting, Xiao Jiu's breath and sense of oppression are significantly improved.

"Eat this one too, if it's not enough, I'll ask Qing Yan to draw a few more for you."

Seeing that it had eaten all the three paintings on the table, Chen Ning did not hesitate to put the ink dragon painted by Qing Yan in front of Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu wagged his tail gratefully, and immediately continued to devour without hesitation.

This painting made Xiao Jiu taste a more delicious taste.

It didn't take long for it to swallow the last ink dragon into its belly.

At the moment when it was completely devoured, suddenly, the surface of Xiao Jiu's body glowed with dazzling golden light, and half of his body was covered with golden scales.

Not only that, a burst of oppression emanated from Xiao Jiu's body, and there was a faint hint of dragon power.

In the courtyard, the birds in the trees scattered as if frightened, and the nearby cats and dogs also stood on end with their hair and ran away into the distance.

Even the carp in the pond have come to the surface of the water, and the heads of the fish are facing the sky in awe, as if they are worshipping.

Xiao Jiu's body has obviously undergone some terrible changes.

Observing Xiao Jiu carefully, Chen Ning quickly found out.

A small bifurcation appeared in Xiao Jiu's two corners.

The horns on the dragon's head are at right angles, and only the dragon's double horns will be forked.

Not only that, but scales also appeared on Xiao Jiu's tail, as well as a small tail fin.

Although these changes were very small and not fully formed, it was clear that Xiao Jiu was changing in the direction of the dragon.

Even though the bloodline is far from being comparable to the real ancient dragon, it has already begun to break away from the dragon genus.

For Xiao Jiu, such a change is undoubtedly earth-shaking.

If this evolution can really succeed, Xiao Jiu may really incarnate into an existence that is above all the dragons and is closest to the bloodline of the true dragon.

As time passed, the light that shrouded the surface of his body slowly merged into Xiao Jiu's body, and half of the golden scales became more majestic.

Xiao Jiu's body gradually stabilized.

If it was the past, it might have jumped into Chen Ning's arms with joy.

But this time it seemed a little silent, looking outside, Xiao Jiu slowly shook his tail with some solemnity.

I saw that the sky that was clear and cloudless just now was full of haze in an instant, the vast dark clouds covered the sun, and the clouds above the courtyard were extremely thick.

There was a constant flash of thunder in the dark clouds, like the roar of a wild beast, and the howl of a fierce wind, as if even the grass and trees were about to be uprooted at any moment.

"This breath is...... There are actually people in the capital who are crossing the tribulation?"

"The tribulation is a celestial phenomenon that only exists when you are promoted to a first grade, although this celestial phenomenon is a little different, but the power of the heavenly thunder gathering is not bad!" In

the capital, many monks were shocked by the scene in the air.

If such a terrifying celestial phenomenon is really a thunder tribulation, I am afraid that the martial arts golden pill of the four grades may be wiped out in an instant.

Qing Yan was also taken aback, and hurriedly ran to the study.

"Young master, you shouldn't have done something that people and gods are angry about, why did you even attract the Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Silly girl, it's not me this time, it's Xiao Jiu.

Looking at the sky, Chen Ning couldn't help but reveal a trace of solemnity.

Obviously, Xiao Jiu's bloodline was atavistic and pure, and the state of gradually turning into a dragon attracted the Heavenly Dao to disallow it, and even attracted the Thunder Tribulation.

It's good to be able to get through, but if you can't, I'm afraid you'll be wiped out.