Leisurely cultivating life

Chisong took a look at Jianshi He, and said: "Your '36 Youguan Sword Qi' was created by me, and its gist is..."

This 36 Youguan Sword Qi was created when he was at the golden core in the past, and only she knows about it besides him.

Listening to Chisong explaining 36 Youguan Sword Qi clearly and clearly, even the loopholes in it, how much and the difference between the qi, they all explained it clearly, it was just a matter of the mental method of qi.

"shut up!!"

He Jianshi's expression changed immediately, and he shouted loudly.

"Who on earth are you? How can you know the secret of my sword gate..."

This is also why he is puzzled. The secret biography of Jianmen has never been revealed since the creation of the sect.

"Could it be..."

Just when a terrifying thought flashed through his mind, Chisong shook his head and carried him straight up into the sky.

Seeing that He Jianshi was kidnapped by this strange person who suddenly appeared, the people here in Lu Village panicked.

"Village chief, what should we do?" A middle-aged man stepped forward and asked.

"Report to the academy!"

The old man in feather robe narrowed his eyes and said, "I just hope that there is still time."

……

Zhongtian Great World.

Thousands of miles away from Xuanlian Peak, there is a thousand-foot peak.

Its mountains are steep and its peaks are beautiful.

The gurgling brook, among the meandering mountain streams, converges into a rushing river, which goes against the peak strangely.

A young man in a robe of stars held an earthen pot in both hands, and stepped tremblingly over the stone steps to the top of the peak.

The top of the peak seems to have been cut flat by something, and there is only one side of Yuchi.

And in Yuchi, a giant can be seen faintly, its body is heaving and falling, it seems to be breathing slightly, it seems to be harmless.

But he knew that this was a dragon subdued by the master, a living dragon.

The young man didn't dare to approach, put down the earthen jar from a distance, and hurriedly retreated.

Stepping on the stone steps, he couldn't help but patted his chest with a look of rejoicing.

Even though he knew that there was a prohibition imposed by his master here, he couldn't hurt him, but the aura of the dragon is so great, let alone a dragon that is equal to the Daoist He Dao, even if it was banned, it leaked a trace of aura. As far as the little monk is concerned, one can imagine the great oppression.

Even if he just got closer, he was terrified.

Thinking that he would come to deliver food every other month in the future, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

But at this moment in the jade pond, the giant hidden in the pond slowly moved, revealing a dragon head, just sucked lightly.

The earthen jar flew over from the edge, turned upside down, and dropped pills the size of longan eyes.

The pair of dragon eyes looked at each pill, and there was humiliation, resentment, struggle in the eyes... all kinds of things, and finally, he opened his mouth.

Then, there was a chewing sound.

a few days later.

A ray of profound energy penetrated from Tianyu, and when the aura dissipated, Zhou Fan was already standing by the bank of the jade pond.

On the side, Zhang Chukun and the others were already waiting here.

At this moment, he stepped forward to meet him quickly, and said: "The disciple pays his respects to the teacher."

Zhou Fan nodded and asked, "How is the construction of Wufanglongchi?"

Zhang Chukun replied: "All the plans assigned by the teacher have been completed."

Zhou Fan nodded, and immediately looked at Yuchi.

As if sensing his gaze, a dragon's head emerged from the bottom of the pool.

Zhou Fan fixed his eyes on him, the nature of dragons is obscene, and besides the innate true dragons, there are many descendants and descendants of the dragons in the East China Sea.

Among them, there are many people with pure blood, who can have the shape of a real dragon.

Although he has no real dragon supernatural powers, he can be regarded as tyrannical and incomparable.

Originally, it was certain to die, but when Zhou Fan saw this dragon, he thought of the few East China Sea dragon carps in Yujing Mountain.

Although it is still early for them to transform into dragons, that day will eventually come.

However, since the East China Sea dragon carp came into existence, there has never been a single one that can successfully transform into a dragon.

Those who can have the form of a true spirit must at least possess the thick blood of a true dragon.

If the East China Sea dragon carp is fed with the blood of the real dragon, it may increase the success rate of transforming the dragon.

Therefore, a dragon at the level of Dao Daojun was raised by Zhou Fan as a meat pig.

Regular feeding of pills and regular bloodletting.

This jade pond, and every creek on this mountain peak are the fruits of labor during this period, and they are all composed of the blood of real dragons.

It was just banned by Zhou Fan with the forbidden law, so there was no sign of the slightest abnormality.

"Zhou Fan, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

Looking at Zhou Fan, a pair of longan eyes seemed to be burning.

Who is he? Ao Jun, one of the few masters among Houtian True Dragons.

It is a shame and a shame to be raised as a pig now.

"Humiliate you, what should you do?"

Zhou Fan's eyes were deep, and he spoke lightly.

"Even if I die, you will never get your wish!"

Ao Jun's long eyes were scarlet as if they were about to bleed.

roar~~~