Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

The chalcedony pill is really effective, Lu Youlong's life is safe.Wan Dong's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.His gaze turned to Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Niang, this time it was really thanks to them, who stepped forward at the last moment and saved Lu Youlong's last chance of survival. Without them, it is really hard to predict what will happen to Lu Youlong.

Swallowing the core of the Nine Nether Yin Fire Dragon has indeed greatly improved Dinglong's ability, but the chalcedony grass that has been bred for 3000 years is not so easy to refine, it takes time.

"Hey... little brother!" Xiao Zhenwei rubbed his hands and walked over with a smile on his face.It seems that he wants to say something, but he can't say it, and his expression is very tangled.

How could Wan Dong not understand his thoughts?Unable to bear him being too embarrassed, he smiled and waved at Dinglong.

Dinglong is now thinking about Yinglong's inner core, and he is somewhat reluctant to Wandong's move, but he doesn't dare to be too rash. After circling in mid-air, he flew over .

Xianzu was born as an alchemist, so he was naturally the absolute idol in the minds of Ling Yuanjie, Xiao Zhenwei, and Ping Wuniang.Facing Dinglong, to them, is like facing a monk with Buddha's relics. It's hard to describe their mood and feeling in words.

Seeing the Dinglong within reach, Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Niang wept with excitement.Especially Ping Wuniang couldn't help covering her mouth and sobbing softly.

"Wu Niang, this... this is Dinglong!" Xiao Zhenwei looked at Dinglong without daring to blink, the shock and excitement in his words almost reached the point where it cannot be added.

Where can Ping Wuniang speak at this time?She just kept nodding her head, as if letting her die at this time, she would have no complaints, let alone a trace of regret.

Wan Dong thought for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Dinglong. Dinglong has grown up to the present, and his spirituality is extraordinary. It doesn't need Wandong to open his mouth, it has already understood.A low dragon chant came out of his mouth, and his figure slowly stepped back a little, his eyes clearly filled with reluctance.

Xiao Zhenwei and He Wuniang immediately caught Dinglong's emotion, Xiao Zhenwei turned to look at Wan Dong in surprise, and asked, "Little brother, what are you..."

Wan Dong frowned, and said with some displeasure, "This guy is getting more and more picky. I want him to donate two dragon scales as a souvenir to the two seniors. Who knows that he is not willing? It's really unreasonable." !"

"Ah!?" Hearing what Wan Dong said, Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Niang's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

Let a dragon donate dragon scales, thanks to Wan Dong's words.What is the difference between this and asking a person to donate human skin?How about trying Ying Long instead?Wan Dong had already been smashed into meat with one paw.

"No, no, no... no need, it's our luck for three lifetimes to see Dinglong once in this life, so how dare we have such unreasonable thoughts?" Xiao Zhenwei said hurriedly, waving his hands.

Ping Wuniang obviously had the same thoughts as him, and kept nodding from the sidelines.Although the Dinglong is the magic weapon of the immortal ancestor, it is also the representative of the immortal ancestor. Offending it is tantamount to offending the immortal ancestor. How could they have such courage.

Wan Dong smiled and said, "In this guy's dragon scales, there is the fire of the cauldron dragon, which is of great benefit to your alchemy. You really don't want it?"

"Fire of the Cauldron Dragon!?" Xiao Zhenwei and He Wuniang looked at each other, and gasped involuntarily at the same time.A thick hope erupted from the eyes of the two of them like a volcanic eruption.

To an alchemist, the Flame of the Cauldron Dragon is equivalent to a divine tool, and its allure is beyond imagination.As long as Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Niang are not saints, there is absolutely no reason not to be tempted.

Seeing this situation, Wan Dong smiled again and said, "You must know Ling Yuanjie, the Supreme Elder of the Ling family, right?"

"Ling Yuanjie!?" When Wan Dong mentioned this name, Xiao Zhenwei's white eyebrows frowned immediately, and there was a clear hint of disdain and hostility in his eyes, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Ping Wuniang.

Immediately, Ping Wuniang's expression became a little unnatural, and her eyes even dodged looking left and right, refusing to meet Xiao Zhenwei's eyes.This slightly weird atmosphere immediately made Wan Dong think of a possibility, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny, but after thinking about it, he was relieved again, Xiao Zhenwei, Ping Wuniang and other seniors naturally also had young Meng Lang.

"What happened to him?" Xiao Zhenwei snorted and asked.

"He has already taken a tripod dragon scale from me, you..."

"What!? Little brother, how could you give Dinglong dragon scales to that person? That person is nothing at all, this is a blasphemy against Dinglong!" Xiao Zhenwei immediately became excited when he heard it, and kept waving his hands and said.

Wan Dong didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, after a while, Xiao Zhenwei calmed down, looked over to Wan Dong, opened and closed his mouth, with a look of "I love you so hard to say" look like.

Wan Dong nodded knowingly, turned around and stared at Dinglong, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be stingy, one core of Yinglong is enough for you to regenerate hundreds of dragon scales, so why are you stingy with just two pieces? Bring it !"

Wan Dong didn't want to be used to Dinglong any longer, and his tone became more severe.Ding Long finally gave in, with a flash of white light on his body, two palm-sized colorful dragon scales floated in front of Wan Dong.

"Little brother, how can you ask us to thank you for such a precious thing?" Xiao Zhenwei held the dragon scales that exuded divine light, his excitement and emotion were all written on his face.A prestigious senior who makes people look up to him, at this moment, feels awkward in front of Wan Dong, a young man.

"Hahaha... why don't you thank me? Xiao Lang is my sworn elder brother, you are like my real grandfather. Grandson respects grandpa, is it possible that a grandpa should thank you?"

"You are Lang'er's sworn brother?" Xiao Feifei couldn't help but exclaimed as soon as Wan Dong said this, and then suddenly said, "No wonder you call me aunt as soon as you see me. You are from Lang'er." It's discussed there."

Wan Dong smiled and nodded, Xiao Zhenwei felt at ease now, he blinked at Ping Wuniang and said with a smile: "Since it is our grandson who respects us, let's accept it!"

Ping Wuniang was also feeling a little uneasy. Hearing what Xiao Zhenwei said, the uneasiness in her heart immediately eased a lot. She was about to nod her head when she suddenly woke up. Shi, who are you... "us"? You dare to take advantage of me, I think you want to fight!"

Don't look at Ping Wuniang's fierce mouth, but Wan Dong can tell that Ping Wuniang must be happy in her heart.Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Niang should have been a natural couple, but unfortunately due to various fates, they have not been able to hold hands until now.I hope that the two of them can come together and spend a happy old age together hand in hand.

Another two dragon scales were stripped off by Wan Dong, that Dinglong had some dissatisfaction with Wan Dong, and was too lazy to talk to him anymore, the dragon body vibrated and flew straight towards Yinglong's body.With one claw, Yinglong's inner core immediately fell into its claws.

From the core of this Yinglong, the realm of this Yinglong is indeed lower than that of the Nine Nether Yin Fire Dragon.In comparison, the inner core is a little smaller, and the luster is not as brilliant as the inner core of the Nine Nether Yin Fire Dragon, but the aura contained in it is also very powerful.At least this can be judged from the shocked eyes of Xiao Zhenwei and Wu Niang.

After taking Yinglong's core, Dinglong didn't greet Wandong, but with a whistling sound, he got back into Wandong's body.It's hard to imagine that a giant dragon that is hundreds of feet in size can hide in a person's body. This is the mystery of the magic weapon!

"Little brother……"

Xiao Zhenwei seemed to have something to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Wan Dong waving his hand. Wan Dong smiled and said, "Grandpa Xiao, I have already said that Xiao Lang and I are sworn brothers, that is, your grandson. Your mouthful of a little brother, isn’t it my life! You can just call me by my name, Yao Ting.”

"Okay! Yao Ting, it stands to reason that with the Flame of the Cauldron Dragon, we should be satisfied, but for us alchemists, top-notch alchemy materials are also missed. See if we can do it in response Take something from the dragon's corpse..."

"What's so difficult? Whatever you want, just take it!" Wan Dong said without waiting for Xiao Zhenwei to finish speaking.

"Then...then we won't be polite!" Xiao Zhenwei and He Wuniang looked at each other with great joy, and rushed towards Yinglong's body in a hurry.

"Yao Ting, Ying Long is different from other dragon species. Dragon blood is very precious. After drinking it, it can not only temper your body, but also improve your cultivation. Don't miss it." Seeing that Wan Dong didn't move, It seems that Corresponding Dragon's corpse has no interest at all, Xiao Zhenwei reminded.

"Improve your cultivation?" Wan Dong's heart skipped a beat.

The series of events that happened recently made Wan Dong deeply realize that his cultivation level is still too low.In today's turbulent situation, with his cultivation base, it is difficult to make a difference.Among the many problems before him, the most urgent one is to improve his cultivation.

"Of course!" Xiao Zhenwei responded with a nod, took out a dark green dagger, and cut a hole seven inches below Ying Long Ni Lin.Ping Wuniang cooperated very tacitly and handed over a small porcelain bottle at the right time, and within a short while, the bottle was filled.

Xiao Zhenwei passed it over to Wan Dong, saying, "You are now at the peak of the earth wheel, and Yinglong's blood is the most effective for you. Come and see if you can break through the sky realm!"

Wan Dong nodded, raised his neck, and poured the small bottle of dragon's blood down his throat.

Wandong didn't feel the smell of blood in his imagination at all. On the contrary, it was as if he drank a cup of fine wine, and his lips, teeth and throat were filled with a kind of sweetness, a kind of mellow fragrance, which made people feel uncomfortable. Some can't stop, killing all the fine wines in the world.

The dragon's blood flowed from the mouth into the throat, and slid all the way into Wan Dong's abdomen.That feeling is like a small sun rising in the belly, a warm feeling, spreads in Wan Dong's body in an instant, penetrates into all limbs...