Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 168

Mirror world.

The slender and winding black dragon is entrenched on the majestic mountains, the dragon's palm is leaning against the hillside, and the purple vertical pupils on the ferocious dragon's head reveal a touch of disdain, and it actually spits out:

"A small human race in the Golden Core Realm is also worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

The voice was low and humming, echoing throughout the mirror world.

This black dragon obviously dismissed Zhao Huai, was not interested in the deal he was talking about, and looked down on him at all.

Zhao Huai was not annoyed either, with a calm expression on his face, he said leisurely: "Although I am not as tall as you, I can lock you up for a thousand or ten thousand years. You can't escape from here and live forever."

"Hahaha!!"

The dragon chant boiled, and the sound resounded through the sky, as if it heard something funny.

"Why do you think that you can trap me for so long, as long as you die, this broken mirror will lose its power, so you think that your lifespan will be longer than mine?"

"Do you know what is the lifespan of a real monster dragon?"

The black dragon's haughty vertical pupils carried deep meaning.

Zhao Huai understood these words.

The implication of the other party is that he has a long life span and can kill him.

Since ancient times, the lifespan of monsters has been longer than that of humans. An ordinary little monster has a lifespan of 100 years.

The transformed monster has a lifespan comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator.

The lifespan of monster emperors like Jiaolong and Heilong is measured in tens of thousands of years.

Perhaps thousands of years are just infancy for them.

But Zhao Huai is not discouraged, everything is fair, there must be advantages and disadvantages.

Although the human race is not as long as the monster race, the heavenly law has bestowed the human race with extraordinary cultivation talents.

The cultivation speed of the monster race is not as fast as that of the human race.

As long as the human race cultivates, the lifespan will increase with the improvement of the cultivation base.

Zhao Huai thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "In your eyes, I'm just a Golden Core cultivator. Could it be that I've stopped at Golden Core?"

Hearing this, the black dragon sneered and said, "Even if you break through to Nascent Soul and practice to transform into a god, in my eyes, you are just a stronger ant."

Zhao Huai didn't respond to his mocking words, but said casually:

"Oh? Is that so, you're so sure that I can't cultivate into a fairy?"

"Only by you? Can you become a fairy?"

"Then I, Ao Jiu, have already climbed to the top of the heaven."

Heilong sneered as if he had heard some joke.

"Instead of having such a big dream, it's better to let me out earlier, so that I can take revenge on that old fisherman!"

Zhao Huai said calmly: "If you don't believe me, I can't force it. The question is, do you dare to bet?"

He could see it.

This black dragon is more anxious than he imagined. He has been imprisoned for thousands of years, like a wounded beast. If he is imprisoned for another tens of thousands of years, he may go crazy.

So I am the party that takes the initiative.

So Zhao Huai continued: "Not to mention becoming an immortal, even a Mahayana cultivator has a lifespan of tens of thousands, 10 years. With your temperament, how long can you stay here?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I, Zhao Huai, am 26 this year, and I've already reached the rank eight Golden Core realm. Do you think I won't be able to cultivate Nascent Soul Transformation God within 1000 years?"

After hearing Zhao Huai's words, Heilong couldn't help but fell silent.

He just humiliated and beat Zhao Huai in every possible way, just to beat him and make him have a demon of fear.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not fooled.

He is not stupid, the young monk in front of him who can open the ancestral artifact.

He must be a descendant of Yanzu, and his talent is definitely not low.

The eight-turn golden elixir, not to mention that he will inevitably become a person like the ancestor of the immortal, and become an immortal after attaining the Tao, but this young man really has the possibility of cultivating to the level of the Great Vehicle of Transcending Tribulation, and his lifespan can reach tens of thousands of years.

It cannot be ruled out that he will be among the ranks of Nine Rank Golden Elixirs.

Because after condensing the elixir, there is still a way to continue refining the elixir.

The young man guessed right, he really couldn't bet.

It is impossible for him to be imprisoned for tens of thousands of years.

Even if he can live to that time, he will be crazy.

Seeing the appearance of the black dragon, Zhao Huai knew he had guessed right, so he smiled lightly and said:
"You might as well listen to the content of my transaction, and it's not too late to refuse after listening."

"You said."

Heilong spoke reluctantly, suppressing the arrogance in his heart for now, but he is a descendant of Yanzu who can come up with tricks.

If he offered to help the mount, be his guardian, etc., he would flatly refuse.

He has many enemies, and Yanzu is one of them. This young man is a descendant of Yanzu, so he is also his enemy.

If it wasn't for Yan Zu's obstruction, he would have traveled between heaven and earth long ago.

How could he continue to be imprisoned for hundreds of years.

Looking at the huge body of the black dragon, Zhao Huai said with piercing eyes, "Do you have a treasure similar to the Wannian Dragon's Dan on your body?"

"What do you want to do?"

The ferocious dragon face of the black dragon said vigilantly.

"I need an extremely precious primer, which is used to cast the natal flying sword. If you have it, you can give it to me."

"What can I get?"

The black dragon's vertical pupils are very sharp.

"In exchange, I will let you out when you reach the level of god transformation."

Zhao Huai said gently with a smile on his face.

That smiling look is very much like a peddler who sells candied haws to children, saying buy one get one free.

Hearing these words, Heilong suddenly thought in his heart.

This young cultivator didn't make any excessive demands like assisting Dao Dao, but just wanted to lead with the sword?
Can a sword guide be exchanged for the freedom to go out?
He glanced at Zhao Huai's aura and the state of his bones, which were already better than many human monks he had seen.

Refer to the cultivation trajectory of those monks.

This trend, this young man estimated that after hundreds of years of effort, he should be able to break through to Nascent Soul Transformation.

In other words, it will take hundreds of years to get out?
Thinking of this, Heilong couldn't help feeling that it was a good deal.

He looked at Zhao Huai again, and asked in a humming voice:
"What if you go back on your word!"

Zhao Huai straightened his face, raised three fingers, and said seriously: "If I repent and don't let you out in the God Transformation Realm, I will die under the catastrophe in the future, and I will never be reborn forever."

Heilong nodded secretly when he heard this oath.

That's more or less.

At least this kid's words have a little credibility.

You know, in the eyes of monks, those unfulfilled regrets, unfulfilled promises, and unresolved inner demons will all become karma after transforming into gods, and will turn into thunder and dao calamities when they cross the catastrophe. .

This is considered a punishment for monks.

In the process of climbing to the top of the fairy road, there are very few people with a clear conscience, and most of them will die under the catastrophe because they owe too much.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, monks will fulfill their vows as much as possible.

For example, Headmaster Wuji was contaminated with too many causes and effects that did not belong to him, especially Yanzu's plan, a lot of karma was entangled in him, and he turned into a thunder calamity, causing such a great man to die under the calamity of heaven.

Therefore, this oath is considered very big.

Enough to have an impact on Zhao Huai.

The black dragon paused, and tore off a long piece of hard black fish scales from his body, a very large one.

"This dragon scale is enough."

As the black dragon said, a piece of dragon scale is half the size of a person.

He felt that his dragon scales were enough to be used as a sword guide.

This is the arrogance of being a dragon.

Thinking about dealing with it.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Huai shook his head and said lightly:
"not enough."

"Not enough? Kid, don't be ignorant of what's good or bad. Do you know how much my dragon scales are worth? I'm afraid even the Nascent Soul Transformation God cultivators will rush to get them." The black dragon snorted coldly.

"I know, but it's too cheap if you just want to exchange for freedom with just a piece of dragon scale?"

Zhao Huai smiled softly, his eyes were clear, and his heart was clear.

"Then what do you want?"

The huge dragon's mouth opened, and the black dragon opened its purple vertical pupils, very impatient.

"I want the real Lin on your body, that is, your 10-year-old real Lin Xianyu."

Zhao Huai smiled lightly.

"Zhen Lin?!"

The black dragon's huge body soared into the air, and said angrily.

ps: Two updates today.

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