The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 355 Ruin!

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The calm water surface of Tianchi exploded with a bang, a tail of silver scales stretched its body, but its palm-sized body gradually grew to the size of a foot, but as its body stretched, the original fine silver scales began to fall off, and pieces of golden scales grew. When it came out, silver whiskers grew under the cheeks.

Just in a short moment, this small silver scale fish that jumped out of the water changed its head horns and turned into an arowana, but the transformation of this ichthyosaur still did not stop, this was just the beginning.

Yin~
The originally majestic roar gradually became clear and melodious, and possessed an awe-inspiring power. The huge body of the ichthyosaur began to become slender and slender. The five-toed dragon claw sticks out.

Feng Qing'an watched in shock as he casually took out a tail of silver scales from the cave, and transformed into a "golden dragon" with a length of more than three feet in the Dragon Transformation Pond.

"What kind of dragon is this?"

Seeing the golden dragon surging in the Hualong Pond, Feng Qing'an couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief, but still took a serious look,
[Race: Buddhist Tianlong]

[Attributes: Spirit, Dragon, Water, Thunder]

[Potential Level: Warlord · Superior]

[Battle power level: Lord Medium]

"No wonder it was overthrown by the Dragon Clan!"

Looking at the appraisal information that came to mind, Feng Qing'an suddenly realized that this little creature that can become a heavenly dragon through Hualongchi can be said to be the weakest dragon he has ever seen along the way.

But it has an appearance closer to that of a real dragon than any dragon he has ever seen. It can even be said that it is no different from a real dragon. Of course, Feng Qing'an can't guarantee that, after all, he has never seen a real dragon with his own eyes. .

But what's the use of just having the appearance of a real dragon?The reason why the Dragon Clan can dominate the world is not based on their looks. The reputation of the Dragon Clan has been laid down from generation to generation since the beginning of the world.

The racial potential is still at the warrior level, but the Buddhist Tianlong who has the great demon level spiritual power, if he encounters a real dragon with the same spiritual power, for example, if he is killed ten by one, he will be killed by one hundred. There is nothing strange about killing thousands, even massacres.

Why does a dragon scale and skin rolled out of the Dragon Transformation Pond compete with a real dragon that has undergone many catastrophes?
"Amitabha, benefactor, you have caused trouble!"

When Feng Qing'an lamented the weakness of the heavenly dragon in Buddhism, the sound of the Buddha's name was chanted, and a tall and strong monk with a strong physique, whose specific age could not be discerned based on his appearance alone, appeared in front of him.

A string of Buddhist beads the size of a baby's head hung around his neck. On his shirtless upper body, nine mighty golden dragon tattoos could be seen slowly moving. These nine dragon tattoos were all lifelike, as if they would break free from his skin in the next moment. Flying out, tearing apart the heavens and the earth, shaking the world.

"I have met the master, but I don't know what the master is called?"

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Yin Kong, and he should not be called a master."

The burly monk with an amiable face replied kindly with a smile, his attitude seemed very humble.

"I don't know what disaster Master Yinkong said?"

Feng Qing'an pretended not to hear the last half of what the great monk said, and asked him for advice.

"This is the curse!"

The monk didn't play charades with Feng Qing'an, and stretched out his hand to make Feng Qing'an look at the newborn Tianlong who was churning in the water of Hualong Pond, absorbing the spiritual essence in the water.

However, Feng Qing'an could see clearly that the Tianlong soaked in the pool water's racial potential, which was originally unbearable to look at, was slowly improving at a very considerable speed.

After all, in the legend, the Buddhist Tianlong still has the peak record of gathering ten to draw with the real dragon, and the Tianlong in front of him, let alone ten, even if he gathers hundreds of thousands, can only be slaughtered by the real dragon Naturally, it shouldn't be such a hip-pull performance. The real Tianlong should be stronger.

"Can this also be called a disaster?"

Feng Qing'an didn't know, so, compared to its mighty appearance, this newborn Tianlong is pitifully weak. What kind of trouble can this thing cause? Not to mention the two Dharma protectors next to it, it is He could easily crush this thing to death with his own hands.

"The benefactor does not know that my Tianlong Temple has reached an agreement with the dragon clan. Only after two or nine days of calamity can I not become a dragon clan of a real dragon before I can enter the pool and give birth to a body of dragon scales."

The monk's deep voice spoke over the Tianchi Lake, which made Feng Qing'an suddenly realize.

The Hualongchi, which has been destroyed by the dragon clan, exists because of the permission of the dragon clan. Buddhism and the dragon clan have reached an agreement in this regard.

This request made by the Dragon Clan is completely understandable, and Buddhism will not refuse, because it is also beneficial to them.

After going through the second and ninth heavenly tribulations, that is to say, you need to go through the Yuandan calamity and the human immortal calamity. After passing through the two catastrophes, you will basically screen out the stinky fish and rotten shrimps. Those who can survive, no matter what means are used, They are all standing on top of hundreds of millions of living beings.

Under such circumstances, if you meet the conditions, enter the Dragon Transformation Pond, roll out a body of dragon scales, and turn into a creature with the body of a dragon. If you make up ten of them, you will have the combat power to fight a real dragon. The real Buddhist Tianlong.

The reason why the Dragon Clan went to war with the Buddhism back then was that apart from the fact that Hualong Pond polluted the blood of the Dragon Clan, a more important factor was that the behavior of the Buddhism had greatly damaged the majesty established by the True Dragon since ancient times.

No need for any screening, just roll in the Dragon Transformation Pond, and you can turn into the appearance of a real dragon. Once you fight a big enemy like this, even if your physique has been improved by several percent compared to the original one, there are still only those who have been tortured. share.

A group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, bearing the appearance of a real dragon, was tortured and killed by the enemies of the Dragon Clan. How can the Dragon Clan endure such humiliation?So the war was born.

I don't know what price the Buddhism has paid to allow the Dragon Clan to tolerate the continued existence of the Hualong Pond, but the Dragon Clan strictly restricts the use of the Hualong Pond, and requires the scaled creatures rolling in the Evolved Dragon Pond to have the most basic qualities.

It's okay to be weak, or not as good as a real dragon, but you can't look like a real dragon and be easily killed.

"So I have broken the agreement between your Buddhism and the Dragon Clan?"

Feng Qing'an pointed to the little Tianlong who was having fun spitting water in the Tianchi. This little thing has not realized how dangerous his situation is until now.

It was just ignorant just now, even if it turned into a dragon and its spirituality soared, but it didn't have much experience, and it didn't have any complicated thinking. It was ignorant and innocent, just curious about everything, and for There is a sense of intimacy with the long-haired boy on the shore.

"Of course."

"Since my actions will cause disaster, master, why didn't you stop me when I went up the mountain?"

"The poor monk only thought that the benefactor was just going up the mountain to have a look, but he never thought that the benefactor would throw a tail of silver scales into the lake, causing such a disaster."

"Is the master too serious? It's just a silver scale that hasn't passed through the catastrophe. What if it turns into the appearance of a dragon?"

Feng Qing'an just wanted to give it a try, the fineness of the Hualong Pond, to verify whether its effect was as it was in the legend.

But now, after he finished everything, the great monk suddenly jumped out and warned him that this would cause trouble, and Feng Qing'an's rebellious emotions were suddenly aroused, even though he knew that this seemingly simple and honest monk The monk might be plotting against him, but Feng Qing'an didn't want to bear it at all.

"The Dragon Clan cannot tolerate such a weak Heavenly Dragon in the world."

The great monk explained the reason, but there was a bloody cruelty in it.

"What does the master intend to do?"

Feng Qing'an understood that if a Tianlong with the appearance of a real dragon was too weak, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to live—it's okay to be weak, but if he looked like a Tianlong, he was weak and not allowed.

"Amitabha, the monks don't tell lies, and the poor monk wants to ask the donor to help and reap the fruit he has planted."

"Master, why don't you do it yourself?"

Feng Qing'an understood the great monk's intentions. After all, his intention was very simple, that is to kill the young Tianlong who had just been born in Hualongchi.

"The monks are compassionate and do not violate the precept of killing!"

There was a look of grief on the great monk's face.

"It's really a coincidence. I also practiced Confucianism and Law, and I was about to cultivate a heart of benevolence and righteousness. I really can't say anything about these creatures who have nothing to do with me in the past, but caused troubles because of my fault. Have the slightest thought of killing."

Of course Feng Qing'an didn't do it, he didn't care at first, but now he has become like this, and asked him to execute this little dragon, how could he do it.

"Confucianism?!"

The sad expression on the big monk's sharp-edged face is almost not taut. Unlike the Taoism that pays attention to being out of the world and staying away from the world, their Buddhism has a considerable part of the method, which involves faith and vows, and it will inevitably involve the mundane world.

In the secular world, it is natural to encounter Confucianism. In Xilan Luzhou, where the Buddhist forces dominate, the problem is not very big. There are almost no forces other than Buddhism that can establish a foundation here. continent, it is completely different.

According to his own impression, as far as he knows, there are no less than ten Confucian cultivators with power in every continent, and they set off a war against their Buddhism to destroy Buddhism.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for any Buddhist cultivator who has known about it to have the slightest good intentions for those who have something to do with Confucianism. The problem is that the young man in front of him has a face that is very similar to their Buddhist disciples. ah.

"What do you think, Master?"

"The cause planted by the donor requires the donor to bear the remaining fruit."

The Great Monk Yinkong replied.

I don't want to do it myself, it's understandable to let my hands be stained with blood, but since you caused the trouble, you must take care of all the troubles that may be caused. As for whether this young man can handle it, the monk feels completely Don't worry, after all, there is a Buddha backing up.

"It's easy to say, as long as I let it go through two catastrophes, the Dragon Clan won't ask more questions, right?"

Feng Qing'an pointed to the little Tianlong who had a good skin, but was actually an idiot inside.

"If you can do this, it will naturally not damage the agreement between my Buddhism and the Dragon Clan."

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, the great monk couldn't help muttering in his heart. He couldn't figure out where the confidence of the young man in front of him came from. The intensity of the catastrophe is not fixed, but is closely related to the condition of the person who crosses the catastrophe.

Therefore, there are often news that Tianjiao will fall under the thunder disaster, and even Tianjiao will fall in the disaster, let alone those monks whose cultivation foundation is unstable.

Although the vast majority of them will never lead down their own thunder disasters in their entire lives, and a very small number of them will eventually lead to sky thunders due to various reasons, but their end will not be very good, if there is no Special means will basically turn into ashes.

Not far away, the newborn sky dragon in the Hualong Pond not only has an unstable foundation, but also has no foundation of cultivation. It has a huge spiritual power transformed through the Hualong Pond, but it is vain and useless.

With this kind of thing, even if it attracts the sky thunder, it will only be struck to death by the sky thunder. How can it survive the double sky and reach the minimum standard required by the dragon clan.

"Oh, it's just a small problem. I'll take care of it."

As soon as Feng Qing'an heard it, he immediately became indifferent. It was just going through the double catastrophe. He could help out, and he would live if he survived. It was a blessing.

"I wonder if Master has other things?"

"The benefactor is not planning to go down the mountain?"

The great monk was also a little puzzled. Since he appeared here, it meant that he was not too happy to see this guy continue to toss the Hualongchi. This is not a plaything for children, but one of their inheritance secrets of Tianlong Temple.

"Why am I going down the mountain?"

Feng Qing'an was also very puzzled, he threw a fish into the pool, and it wasn't that he was full and had nothing to do, showing his extremely low moral quality.

Instead, he wanted to test whether the Hualong Pond was really so magical. Now that the legend had been verified, what he had to do now was naturally very simple.

puff~
A streak of golden light flew out from the young man's collar, and under the slightly astonished gaze of the great monk, he plunged into the water of Hualong Pond, which seemed a bit chaotic now.

"Master Feng, what are you doing?"

The great monk's face darkened immediately, and he looked up at the two guardian gods guarding Hualongchi, but what made him feel even more depressed and uncomfortable was that the two guardian gods who guarded this place didn't say anything, no The slightest intention to expel this beast.

"Don't be nervous, master, please take a closer look, I'm just cleaning my armor."

Feng Qing'an smiled and pointed to the increasingly turbulent water in Hualong Pond, in which two golden-scaled dragons could be seen playing and fighting with each other, but one of them had no vitality, it was a dragon-shaped armor.

"It's just armor! That's good, that's good."

Finding that the situation was not as bad as he had expected, the great monk breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly realized that a few veins on his forehead were stretched, what a fart,

"Benefactor, in the water of Hualong Pond, there are limited divine resources. If you spoil it like this, it will delay the birth of Tianlong."

(End of this chapter)