The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Within the villa.

In the study.

Zhuang Ming is planning various details regarding the expansion of Zhuang's firm in the future.

But in an instant, it froze.

His eyes were solemn, and the dragon in his sleeve poked his head out slightly.

In Jiaolong's eyes, it became darker and darker.

A real person?

Zhuang Ming's complexion changed slightly.

His true energy is not perfect yet, so he can't feel it.

But as a dragon, his perception is keen, and there is nothing big or small, so there is no trouble in Zhongwang Mountain that can hide from Jiaolong's perception.

A real person of the Jindan series came to Zhongwang Mountain!

And the comer was not good, and two people had been killed.

In the blessed land of Gathering Holy Mountains, the inheritance has been cut off. At most, there can be a few chances and coincidences that can cultivate true qi.

But it is limited to this, although there are those who can cultivate the true energy, it may take several decades to achieve Dao seal, and there may not be one person.

Not to mention the real people of the Golden Core level, except for the disciples of Jusheng Mountain, in this world, the real people of the Golden Core level have been extinct for eight hundred years, and only exist in the legends of immortals and gods in ancient books.

Lu He.

Young master?

A distinguished guest has come, please come to the courtyard for a talk.

After a pause, Zhuang Ming said solemnly: This is a distinguished guest, you must be respectful and not offend...

Lu He's heart trembled, hesitantly said: This person...

Zhuang Ming waved his hand, expressionless, said: He has already barged in, you must not get angry, you must respectfully invite him to the courtyard.

Lu He said solemnly: Understood.

After the words fell, he turned and left, leaving in a hurry.

But Zhuang Ming's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he thought to himself: In this world, except for the Jusheng Mountain, which has closed the gate, there is no power to surpass the world. There must be outside practitioners who set foot on the Jusheng Mountain...

For 800 years, Jusheng Mountain has forbidden outside cultivators to set foot, but anyone who comes will be beheaded.

But in the past 800 years, it has not been completely deserted.

That's why there are occasional legends of immortals and gods, which are still circulating in the world.

Because it was the vision created by the disciples of the holy mountain, who went down the mountain to kill the intruders, and fought with the golden core.

In fact, those who set foot on Jushengshan blessed land are not totally provocative.

Although there are many practitioners, they did take the opportunity to come here when the gate of Jusheng Mountain was closed, trying to find out something.

But there are also some practitioners who don't know this world, which belongs to the blessed land of Jushen Mountain, and set foot rashly.

As for some, they are loose-learned monks who have little or no knowledge of the legend of Jusheng Mountain.

I don't know what kind of person it is?

No matter which category, it is a variable after all.

Come to Zhongwang Mountain, break into my Qianlong Villa, it's nothing more than coming for the legend of Jiaolong spread by the outside world.

Is this also my doom?

——

The front yard of the villa.

Lu He came in a hurry.

He has become a master of martial arts, with strong energy and blood, and steady steps.

And one step forward, his figure is like the wind.

Just at this moment, I saw a middle-aged man in front of me, with his hands behind his back, with a haughty expression, walking slowly.

Lu He felt a stagnation in his heart, feeling the pressure, as if seeing a mountain.

And behind the middle-aged man, four or five people lay down, without a sound, they were dead.

In an instant, a surge of anger surged in Lu He's heart.

But the young master's order flashed in his heart again.

Don't get angry, you must respectfully invite him to the courtyard.

This gentleman...

Lu He came forward, saluted respectfully, and said, My son is here to invite you.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, and was about to kill this person, but when he saw this person saluting, Dang even laughed, and said: Finally, I still have some eyesight, let a warrior who is comparable to the upper class of Daoyin come to welcome... then let's go.

The Grandmaster level is already the peak of martial arts attainments.

But in the eyes of practitioners, it is still not as important as the upper level of Daoyin.

The third level of martial arts has reached the end of manpower.

On the third level of Daoyin, there is still the hope of condensing the golden core.

Of course, if you want to take this step and condense the golden core, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

That's why there is a saying that there are two separations between immortals and mortals.

Only those who have refined the golden elixir and have great magic power can be regarded as great monks and respected as real people.

Please follow me.

When Lu He ushered in, he was quite shocked in his heart.

Within the Dongsheng Dynasty, the martial arts master is already the strongest.

This level of realm was originally the pursuit of his two senior brothers all their lives.

But now that he has become a master, the pressure this person puts on him is like a mountain.

This man is anything but ordinary!

In terms of pressure, it was no less than the power of the flood dragon that day!

Could it be that this person is not a mortal, but a fairy god who came to the world?

Only such a person can make him, a strong man standing at the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, feel so powerless.

——

the villa.

courtyard.

Inside the kiosk.

Rockery and flowing water, green grass and flowers.

In front, the water in the pool is clear, and the golden red carps are in pieces, like auspicious clouds and Xia Rui.

I saw a young man in white in the pavilion, sitting there, with an elegant demeanor, ethereal and dusty, with a smile on his face and a slight toast.

In front of him, the tea has been brewed.

Um?

When the middle-aged man stepped into the courtyard and looked at Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming is also looking at the other side carefully.

This person looks to be in his early forties, with a medium build, arrogant brows, and eyes full of contempt for all living beings and mortals.

His aura, sensed by Jiaolong, is quite powerful.

I'm afraid that among the great practitioners at the Golden Core level, they are not ordinary people.

When he first came here, he killed people casually and treated him like an ant... Presumably this time he set foot in the Dongsheng Dynasty and walked among all living beings, this person must really compare himself to the lower realm of immortals and gods.

——

The middle-aged man walked forward and entered the pavilion.

Please sit down. Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand to signal.

You are Zhuang Ming? The middle-aged man looked down.

Exactly. Zhuang Ming nodded.

I thought that the one who controls the dragon should be a practitioner. I never thought that it was an ordinary person who cultivated a ray of true energy and failed to condense the Dao seal.

My talent is not high, and hard work is hard to achieve. I really made seniors laugh at me. Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand and said, This is the most precious tea in the Dongsheng Dynasty. One tael of tea leaves, one hundred taels of silver, besides me, Only the royal family can use it. Although this tea is not in the eyes of the emperor, it is also the most rare in the world.

Huh? The middle-aged man picked up the teacup, took a sip, and immediately threw the teacup down, saying: The taste is fragrant, but it's okay, but it doesn't have any spiritual energy, it's just a vulgar thing.

In the mortal world, there are only ordinary things. Zhuang Ming laughed, poured himself a cup of tea, but suddenly asked: Senior, he drank my tea without saying anything, so you are not afraid that I will be poisoned?

An ordinary thing in the mundane world also wants to poison me? The middle-aged man looked disdainful.

That's true.

Zhuang Ming nodded, agreeing very much.

The poison of the mortal world cannot poison a real person who exists like a fairy.

Even at the level of cultivation, there are not many poisons that can make people of this level of cultivation suffer from poison... Most of them are Gu poison possessed by Gu Dao experts with corresponding cultivation levels.

In fact, even though this real person's eyes are so high above the top, when he drank the tea just now, his senses had swept over the tea in an instant, confirming that the tea was non-toxic.

How about another drink?

I am not here to drink tea with you.

Why did your honor come here?

Flood Dragon!

When the middle-aged man said this, he shook his head suddenly, without concealing his contempt, and said: It seems that you are not controlling the dragon, but you are obeying the dragon.

Zhuang Ming laughed, noncommittal, and said with a smile: What's the difference?

The middle-aged man said calmly: Of course there is a difference. If it is the former, you are also qualified to talk to me if you control the dragon. Let me tell you personally that the dragon will return to me.

Zhuang Ming looked as usual, and said with a smile: What if I obey Jiaolong?

The middle-aged man said: If it's the latter, you are not qualified to sit here and talk to me, let the dragon behind you come to see me, and when I surrender the dragon, you will also be one of my servants.

Hearing this, Zhuang Ming nodded and said, It makes sense, it's just...

His tone was flat, and he said slowly: Your Majesty, do you know where this place is?

The middle-aged man sneered and said, Isn't it just looking at the mountains in the middle of nowhere, what kind of dragon's pool and tiger's den are really? But then again, there are both dragons and dragons' pools here, but do you know how many dragon's pools and tiger's dens I have traveled around the world? Junior, you are only capable of practicing Qi, and you want to threaten me with this? If it wasn’t for Jiaolong’s sake, you would have been dead on the ground... Quickly let Jiaolong show up and pay respects to me!”

Zhuang Ming exhaled, but didn't answer, just took a sip of tea and said to himself: This is Jusheng Mountain.