The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The pain almost made Bai Chen lose the will to fight, but he knew that this was not the time to give up.

He looked back and saw that the direction of the Kali Gandaki Valley was hazy.

His ice-blue dragon eyes were unable to penetrate the fog, but he knew that the girl was in the ruined temple next to the river valley. Even if she left, she was not far away at this moment.

"No matter what, wait until she leaves safely!"

He shook the huge dragon head with a hint of determination in his eyes.

The remaining dragon scales began to shine with dazzling light, and an unprecedented power gathered in his body.

"No matter how many incarnations you have, I will never back down!"

Bai Chen roared angrily and jumped up from the shattered earth. The dragon's body turned into a bright meteor in the air and headed towards Lord Shiva.

The lotus platform under Shiva's throne rotates, the compassionate body chants compassionate mantras, the vajra body wields the steel fork and thunder pestle, the power of good and evil is superimposed, and the spells and the light of lightning are intertwined.

An unparalleled burst of energy illuminated the dim valley as brightly as the sun.

The bright light dispersed the fog, and Bai Chen saw the black river valley in the distance and the ruined temple next to the river valley.

However, in the next moment, a powerful shock wave quickly swept across the land and broke through the river valley.

The ruined temple turned into dust at that moment.

"Do not--"

Bai Chen shouted.

The dragon's body was twisted and almost exhausted.

The two incarnations of Lord Shiva, one sad and one angry, one good and one evil, stand firmly on the lotus platform and control the battle situation.

"Demon dragon, don't struggle anymore. I hope that you will practice for a long time, join the eight celestial dragons, serve me, and become a dragon-walking venerable!"

Bailong gasped hard, his body trembling uncontrollably.

His magic power is almost exhausted, and his physical strength has also been exhausted. The only hope left is the natal elixir that he has cultivated for thousands of years.

While Lord Shiva was speaking, Bai Chen pulled away slightly and began to gather his dragon power.

The dragon core in the body emits a dark blue light, and through the scarred dragon body, the cold and mysterious frost of the deep sea condenses in the surrounding air.

"Idiot, the Dragon Pill is your true essence. Dragon scales can grow and dragon bones can grow. Once the Dragon Pill is broken, it will be irreversible." God Shiva said.

Bai Chen didn't respond, just silently gathering his energy.

The miserable incarnation of Lord Shiva shook his head and sighed, while the incarnation of Vajra suddenly became angry and murderous.

The light of the Dragon Pill became more and more intense, almost bursting out of the body.

However, at this moment, a voice that made people feel numb sounded in Bai Chen's ears, like singing and crying.

The lotus platform rotates, and the appearance of Lord Shiva changes again.

In the colorful stream of light, a stunning beauty emerged, with half-naked jade legs and slightly shrugged shoulders, as light as if a gust of wind could blow away her almost weightless body.

The heaven and earth are moved by it, and the mountains are bright and beautiful.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her simple dress fluttered in the wind.

The intoxicating aroma spreads out in waves.

Bai Chen felt something deep in his heart, and the dragon's blood boiled all over his body.

He quickly collected his mind and focused all his attention on Dan Yuan.

"Mr. Bai, do I dance well?"

When Bai Chen heard this voice, he was suddenly startled, opened his eyes, and then couldn't look away again.

He saw Lilac, standing on the lotus platform, stepping on lotus flowers, dancing lightly and smiling.

Bai Chen felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility and happiness, and the fighting spirit in his heart and the pain in his body all dissipated at this moment.

"Mr. Bai, would you like to dance with me?"

Ding Xiang's voice was soft, just like those little Jiangnan girls on the Qiantang Lake cruise ship whispering to their lovers.

The white dragon's body softened together with his heart, and the dragon's body hovered in the air, matching the dance and rhythm of the lilacs on the lotus platform.

He saw Ding Xiang stretch out her green jade hand and touch his dragon beard lightly.

The dragon body retracted and turned into a human form again.

The two danced together.

At this moment, Bai Chen felt that he had truly become a human being.

Being human is so wonderful!

"Mr. Bai, do I look good?"

"nice!"

"Mr. Bai, do I smell good?"

Lilac pulled him closer and put his face into her neck.

A strange aroma rushed into his nose.

Bai Chen suddenly realized something was wrong.

Lilacs as pure as the snow on the top of Raya Mountain will never smell like this.

Long Xin was struck by lightning, and Bai Chen suddenly woke up.

There are no lilacs anywhere in front of me, it’s just the third incarnation of Lord Shiva—the seductive eyes, the rotten flesh...

Bai Chen pushed her away in disgust.

Then, he discovered that he had not transformed into a human form at all, but was still in the body of a dragon. His body was covered with scars, lying limply on the ground, unable to use any strength.

"Hehe, Mr. Bai, am I beautiful?"

Bai Chen raised his head hard and saw the three-headed and three-body Lord Shiva on the colorful lotus platform.

And his Dragon Pill was held in the hand of the charming goddess, glowing with a faint blue light.

Bai Chen tried to struggle, but every movement was like a loach in the quagmire, unable to escape the shackles of that powerful force.

The light on the remaining dragon scales gradually dimmed, losing the power of the elixir, and Bai Chen no longer had the strength to resist.

He managed to turn the dragon's body sideways and looked towards the Kali Gandaki Valley.

The earth is vast...

The dragon's head slumped down and hit the ground heavily.

In the rising dust, he slowly closed his eyes, closing the last ray of light in his ice-blue eyes, which were full of unwillingness and worry.

……

Lilac was shocked when she saw herself.

How could there be a statue exactly like his own in a ruined temple beside a desolate river valley in the distant Nibolu?

But she quickly calmed down.

"This is an illusion!" she told herself.

The statue had long since weathered, and it was impossible to distinguish its appearance. However, he entered a strange state as the six virtual worlds rotated, and what he saw was his own heart.

Ding Xiang no longer looked at "herself" in front of her, but sat down and closed her eyes.

After seeing through the "illusion", she calmed down and entered the state of great concentration. Her spirit turned with her energy, her six meridians entered the void, and the world was silent and chaotic.

Even the powerful energy fluctuations on the other side of the Kali Gandaki Valley did not disturb her, even if the mountain collapsed and the earth trembled.

Wuhua opened his eyes. The strong shock caused by the battle between the god and the dragon made him unable to meditate peacefully.

When he saw Ding Xiang motionless, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

I have been practicing with Zhiren for many years, and I think I have reached a perfect state of mind. However, I never expected that in such an extreme environment, I would be worse than a young girl who has no experience in the world.

He picked up the ten thousand-year-old purple bamboo root next to him, brushed it gently, then placed it flat on his legs, clasped his hands together, and recited:

"Amitabha!"

Then he closed his eyes again.

No matter what changes occur in the outside world, it has nothing to do with him.

Lingshan only prays in the heart.

A dragon roar came, followed by a deafening thunderstorm, and a strong shock wave swept along the earth, rushing through the Kali Gandaki Valley with the power to crush everything.

There was a loud bang.

The ruined temple turned into dust and filled the air like clouds.

In the dust, there is a hazy purple light that never goes out.

When Wuhua opened his eyes again, he saw himself sitting on the flat ground.

The purple bamboo roots lying across his legs released purple light, covering him.

Everything around him, the ruined stone walls, the weathered statues of gods, and the lilacs, all disappeared...