The Dragon Emperor of Time Travel

Chapter 567 The Ancestral Dragon Sutra

The body is immortal!

These dragon corpses in the central area are all left over from the era of the great catastrophe and the prehistoric era. All of them were above the Golden Immortal, and they have already cultivated immortal bodies. Even though they have died, their physical bodies still maintain their vitality.

The value of these dragon corpses is very high, it can be said that they are all treasures, whether it is for refining equipment or alchemy, they are all rare materials.

Chu Feng also didn't care about the so-called inviolability of the dead. Although he is the bloodline inheritor of the ancestor dragon, his soul is still a human soul.

He doesn't shy away from using dragon corpse refining tools to make alchemy, and it's all for improving his strength, so he feels more at ease.

The dark gold dragon shuttled between the clouds and mist, and wherever it passed, all the dragon corpses that could be seen were taken away and put into Chu Feng's material warehouse.

Finally, he arrived at the top of the mountain, and there was a dragon corpse here. It was a light golden Yinglong with a pair of wings.

The huge corpse of Yinglong exuded a terrifying dragon power. Even after he died, Chu Feng could still feel that he had at least the strength of Da Luo Jinxian during his lifetime.

Even Chu Feng felt the pressure from that coercion.

"Couldn't this be the Yinglong who helped Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?"

Chu Feng guessed, but his hands and feet were not slow, and he quickly put away the body of Yinglong.

His halberd can be strengthened again.

Putting away Yinglong's body, Chu Feng looked at a huge monument on the top of the mountain.

There are countless crooked symbols engraved on the stele, but Chu Feng can't understand any of them.

"I'm going, what the hell is this writing? It's crooked, like little snakes."

Chu Feng complained, this stone tablet was obviously left by Zulong, and the power of yin and yang still circulated on it, which made this stone tablet last forever.

And in that era, Cangjie hadn't created characters yet, these were dragon characters from the prehistoric era, and Chu Feng didn't have much research on this.

"Maybe, you can try this!"

Looking at the power of yin and yang flowing on the stele, Chu Feng muttered to himself thoughtfully.

He walked under the huge monument, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them again.

His eyes, one black and one golden, shot out two beams of light, and looked at the monument again.

Under his full operation of the law of yin and yang, the twisted dragon characters on the monument changed.

Those words turned into little dragon shapes, doing different movements.

"This is……"

Chu Feng was shocked. What was engraved on the monument turned out to be a practice, the practice of Zulong!
"Ancestral Dragon Sutra"

I really didn't expect that Chu Feng had merged with Zulong's blood, but he didn't get the inheritance of Zulong's skills.

But now, he got the inheritance of Zulong's skills here, which is really a trick of luck.

It's a pity that this exercise can no longer make Chu Feng ecstatic, at most it's just happy.

The self-created martial arts Xuangong "Emperor Dragon Code" is theoretically a practice with unlimited potential. Now that he has obtained the practice of the ancestor dragon, Chu Feng will not switch to the practice of the ancestor dragon, but will integrate it into it. Self-created martial arts Xuangong.

This exercise is not too long, the main practice is the law of yin and yang, through the mutual generation and restraint of yin and yang, you can temper your body and soul.

Chu Feng quickly remembered it, then closed his eyes, and silently participated.

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In other words, Tang Seng and his disciples were three people. Since Gao Laozhuang accepted the second apprentice Zhu Gangli, Tang Seng combined his deeds and gave him a dharma name called "Eight Precepts", which means to let him remember the Eight Precepts of Buddhism. .

After that, he left Gao Laozhuang early.

After traveling for more than ten days, the master and apprentice came to a barren mountain.

As the saying goes, there are many tigers and leopards in the deep mountains. In this mythical world, there are not many tigers and leopards in the deep mountains, but monsters!
Monsters, big and small, mostly like to live in the deep mountains and old forests. It's not that they like it here. According to their habit of eating people, places with human settlements are their paradise.

It's a pity that in that kind of place, there are all powerful gods guarding them. Even if they are not their opponents, they all have top powers as their backers.

Wild monsters without any background dare not appear in such a place. As long as they appear, they will either be destroyed or suppressed.

Riding on a white dragon horse, Tang Seng walked slowly behind Monkey King, and Zhu Bajie followed behind carrying a burden.

slam-la-

Suddenly, there was a noise from the grass in front, as if something was in the grass.

"There is a monster! Master be careful!"

Monkey King, who opened the way ahead, hurriedly retreated to Tang Seng, staring at the grass in front of him with a pair of golden eyes.

"Bajie, look after Master!"

Sun Wukong winked at Zhu Bajie, they were already mentally prepared.

Especially Monkey King, after watching "Journey to the West", he knew exactly what kind of monster he encountered this time.

Yellow wind monster!
It is the weasel that can blow out the samadhi kamikaze.

Here, Sun Wukong suffered a big loss and almost went blind. Sun Wukong hated this weasel the most. Now that there is Chu Feng's "prophecy", Sun Wukong should give it a good look.

And now, it wasn't the weasel hiding in the grass in front of him, but it was most likely its subordinate.

The so-called love the house and the black, hate the house is also the same.

So, this little demon suffered a disaster.

"Bah! Monster! Eat my grandson!"

Without further ado, Monkey King picked up the golden cudgel and smashed it down with one blow.

There was no time for the little monster to react, the golden cudgel suddenly became longer, and one end became very thick, immediately smashing the little monster into a meat paste.

"Wukong, why did this monster provoke you? Why did you smash him into meat paste?"

Tang Seng glanced at the pile of meat sauce, his face was pale, and he felt a desire to vomit, then he closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra passed down to him by Zen Master Wuchao.

"Master, this monster dared to attack you. It's good that it didn't beat it to death." Sun Wukong put away the golden cudgel and held the reins of the white dragon horse, and said nonchalantly.

"Hey, forget it, Wukong, let's go!"

Regarding monsters, Tang Seng can't say anything. Although he is kind-hearted and even pedantic, he will not be too critical of monsters who want to eat him.

"Wait a minute, master. This is just a little monster. There must be more monsters here. I'll go ahead and find out."

"Okay then, go and come back!"

"Understood, master." Sun Wukong said with a smile, and turned around to greet Zhu Bajie, "Bajie, watch out for master, my grandson will come as soon as he goes!"

"Understood, brother, you can rest assured! There is my old pig here!"

Sun Wukong: "..."

Leaping up high, the figure immediately disappeared from Tang Seng's eyes.

Monkey King stands on the head of the cloud, his eyes are shining with golden light, and his golden eyes are searching for the monster's lair with all his strength.

Soon, Monkey King discovered a very suspicious place where there were more and more traces of monsters. Following these traces, he found the lair of monsters.

"Hey, Huang Fengwei, since my old grandson knew about your existence in advance, I won't let you get lost in my eyes again."

Sun Wukong sneered, turned into a little bee, and flew towards the monster's lair "buzzing".

But at this moment, the yellow wind monster staying in the lair is leisurely playing with his treasure - the thing that looks like a lamp.

Grab the golden sand inside by handfuls, the god sand condensed by the soil of the five elements.

Suddenly, a little demon ran into the door and said in a panic, "My lord, it's not good, it's not good!"

"What's the matter? So panicked?"

The yellow wind monster with the evil eyebrows and mouse eyes was still playing with Shensha, and said without raising his head, his voice was very sharp.

"Great... Great King, Tiger Pioneer was beaten to death just now!"

"Oh, Tiger Pioneer was beaten to death..." Huang Fenggui replied casually, then reacted, and said in shock: "What! Tiger Pioneer was beaten to death?!!"

"Yes... yes, Your Majesty!"

The little demon was frightened, and replied stammeringly.

"How did this happen, tell me, who did it?"

The yellow wind monster held the little demon's collar and said viciously.

"Back... back to the king, he is a monk with a rough face and a thunderous mouth!"

"What? Monk!"

Huang Fenggui was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, and the sharp laughter echoed in the Huangfeng Cave.

"Hahaha, God helped me!"

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(End of this chapter)