Honghuang: I, Huanglong, refine the heavens and do not join the Chan sect

Chapter 89: Ancestral Dragon Blood, Entering Chaos

West Sea Dragon Palace.

In a golden light, the Yellow Dragon and the Dragon King of the West Sea appeared at the place where they had disappeared.

"This is……"

Only at this time did Huang Long have time to check the gift sent by Zulong.

At first, he thought it was a blood-red gem, some kind of special treasure from heaven and earth.

But now, taking a closer look, I found that this was not a gem at all, but a drop of bright red blood!
This drop of blood seemed to contain endless space. Through the surface of the blood, one could vaguely see a giant dragon soaring in it.

Even with just this drop of blood, Huang Long felt warm, and his roots were getting stronger.

The body is getting bigger, the scales are getting harder, the dragon horns are getting more mysterious, and the blood is getting purer.

Obviously, this drop of blood is a supreme treasure for the dragon clan.

"Ancestral Dragon Blood?!"

The Dragon King of the West Sea exclaimed and revealed the name of this thing, his face full of shock.

Zulong would actually give such a precious thing? Does he value Huanglong so much?
But on second thought, isn't it normal for Zulong to value Huanglong?

Since the great catastrophe in ancient times, only Huanglong has made substantial progress in repairing the sea eye, making the situation of the dragon clan better.

If nothing unexpected happens, whether the dragon clan can repair more sea eyes in the future depends on whether Huang Long can come up with a new plan.

If it weren't for the position of the Dragon King of the Four Seas, which is more of a constraint nowadays, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, would even want to abdicate and hand over the position of the Dragon King of the West Sea to Huang Long.

Even if he could not give up the position of Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Run made up his mind at this time.

No matter what Huang Long wants to do, he will ask the West Sea to cooperate, and the same goes for the East Sea, South Sea and North Sea.

Of course, the premise is that you can't do anything that harms the dragon race, but...

How could Huang Long do anything to harm the dragon clan?

The Dragon King of the West Sea shook his head and smiled, then explained:
"Friend Huang Long, this is the blood essence of the Ancestral Dragon. For most creatures, it is a highly toxic substance that can cause root damage, but for all creatures with scales and armor, it is an incomparable spiritual object."

"After refining it, your foundation will be greatly improved. Our Four Seas Dragon Kings have achieved their current success because of the blood essence of the Ancestral Dragon."

"According to Zulong, our Four Seas Dragon Kings have not yet fully utilized Zulong's blood essence. If we use special natural treasures and mysterious body-building techniques, we may be able to refine our bodies to Zulong's level."

Having said that, the Dragon King of the West Sea looked at Huang Long meaningfully.

The Dragon King of the West Sea is still deeply impressed by the scene when Huanglong survived the tribulation.

No matter how strong the body of a dragon is, when it just becomes a Golden Immortal, its body length is only one or two thousand feet.

However, Huang Long practiced martial arts in the midst of thunder and lightning. Before he completely survived the tribulation, his body length had already reached more than three thousand feet. This showed that the martial arts he practiced were not ordinary.

If there are enough opportunities in the future, perhaps one day, my physique will be able to approach or even reach the level of the Ancestral Dragon.

“Ancestral Dragon’s blood…”

Looking at the essence and blood in his hand, Huang Long looked thoughtful.

I don’t know if the blood essence of the Ancestral Dragon can be refined using the Yuan-Swallowing Gourd. If it can, maybe it can really reach the realm that the Dragon King of the West Sea said...

Huang Long didn't think any more and put the drop of essence blood into the Yuan Swallowing Gourd. Regardless of whether he could refine it or not, it would never hurt to give it a try.

Afterwards, Huang Long stayed in the West Sea Dragon Palace for another hundred years before bidding farewell to the West Sea Dragon King and leaving. Now, it is estimated that there is not much time left before the second sermon of Hongjun Saint ends.

Huang Long plans to take advantage of this opportunity to enter the chaos outside the sky and collect some chaotic energy to plant the innate gourd vine.

If the innate gourd vine could be restored to its original state, perhaps it would be able to grow gourds again.

Even if it cannot, the innate gourd vine, as a top-grade innate spiritual root, also has the function of changing the surrounding environment after restoring its origin, making the spiritual energy of Yunmeng Fairy Island more abundant and turning it into a more superior blessed land.

The creatures living in it can better understand the great Dao and practice more smoothly.

Huang Long has too many secrets. In order to avoid unnecessary accidents, he must fly out of the sky as soon as possible, enter the chaos, and collect some chaotic energy before Hongjun finishes his preaching.

Before leaving, Huang Long asked the Dragon King of the West Sea for some innate mirage gas, intending to refine it into source liquid to help the innate mirage gas on Yunmeng Fairy Island recover its origin and transform into innate sacredness.

……

Zixiao Palace.

As the teachings of Hongjun became more profound, more and more powerful people came out of their state of enlightenment and took advantage of the unique environment of Zixiao Palace.

They were either refining their magic power to consolidate their realm, or practicing magical powers to improve their combat effectiveness. No one of the powerful ones left early.

Now the second sermon is coming to an end. Apart from the six people on the cushions, only Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, Queen Mother of the West, Kunpeng and other famous great men in the ancient times can still immerse themselves in enlightenment.

Sage Hongjun sat on a high platform. He did not give any further explanation just because some people could not follow what he was saying.

He was not delighted by the fact that Sanqing and others were able to preach the great Dao. He continued to explain the way to sainthood at his own pace.

As for such a trivial matter as a figure flying from the primeval world into the chaos, he didn't even waste his energy to pay attention to it.

……

In chaos.

Chaos has no concept of space and time. If you rush into it, you may risk getting lost in it.

Huang Long has always been cautious and calm, so he would naturally not do something with so many uncertainties when Hongjun's second sermon was about to end.

So, he just stood on the edge of chaos, using his magical power to collect the chaotic energy around him.

With his current level of cultivation, it only took him over a hundred years to collect a large amount of chaotic energy, enough to keep the innate gourd vine alive for the next tens of thousands of years.

But just as he was about to leave, the innate gourd vine in his sleeve seemed to sense something and suddenly trembled slightly in one direction, conveying a sense of joy.

"Is there anything you need there?"

Huang Long frowned slightly. If he followed the guidance of the innate gourd vine and went deeper into the chaos, he wouldn't have to worry too much about getting lost.

But there is not much time left now. If we go deeper into the chaos again, some unnecessary variables may arise.

But opportunities can only be encountered but not sought after. If you give up this time, it may be difficult to get this opportunity again.

"If you don't get this opportunity after a thousand years, then it means you are not destined to have it."

After some thought, Huang Long calculated the time in his mind and planned to spend another thousand years in the chaos.

If he still hasn't gotten that opportunity after a thousand years, he will turn around and leave without staying even a moment longer.

Then, he flew towards the depths of chaos in the direction indicated by the innate gourd vine.

(End of this chapter)