A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Nine stars were linked together, shining brightly, and then a nine-color light column came from the sky, covering Qingfeng in the middle.

Qingfeng followed the instructions of the high priest and condensed all the light on the eggshell.

Under the light column, the eggshell slowly rotated and began to greedily absorb the light.

The nine stars lasted for more than seven days. The eggshell absorbed the power of the nine stars, and several star patterns appeared on it, making the egg even more mysterious.

The dragon planting technique is still going on, and this is just the beginning.

It was originally planned to complete this technique in 49 days, but the blood of the real dragon plus the power of the nine stars was so domineering that the eggshell was motionless.

There was no way, everyone had to continue.

After 81 days, everyone was exhausted, and many priests were just gritting their teeth to persist.

Even the high priest was exhausted, only Qingfeng was still energetic, and he could feel that his skills were actually improving.

How could he know that everything was the credit of those priests?

Originally, the eggshell was used to nourish the energy, but now, he also benefited from it.

If the eggshell is not broken, the skill will not be accomplished. However, after so many days of practice, someone finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

After three days, there were not many priests who could sit cross-legged.

At this moment, the eggshell suddenly began to shake violently, as if something was about to break out of the shell.

Qingfeng was overjoyed, but the high priest said, "No, this is not right. There is a change inside the eggshell. Maybe all the previous efforts will be wasted."

Qingfeng was shocked when he heard this. He had made such great efforts. If it didn't work, it would be unacceptable to him.

As the eggshell shook violently, the high priest was bounced back by the power of the eggshell, spitting blood and retreating several steps.

"Qingfeng, destroy this thing quickly."

Qingfeng was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that there was really no hope?

At this point, Qingfeng could only believe the high priest.

However, he changed his mind and suddenly felt that he might as well make one last effort.

The Dragon Painting Sutra, yes, he still had the Dragon Painting Sutra.

He had already studied the Dragon Painting Sutra thoroughly, and now he saw him using it on the eggshell.

As soon as he used this skill, he never thought that the eggshell would actually become stable and slowly stop shaking.

But once this skill was withdrawn, the eggshell would continue to shake, as if it would burst in the next moment. There was no other way, Qingfeng could only keep using this skill.

The high priest's eyes widened, not knowing what skill Qingfeng used, but he knew one thing, that the thing in the eggshell was too difficult to breed.

In a sense, the dragon planting technique still failed.

He glanced at Qingfeng and knew that he was making his last struggle, so he didn't think much about it. He had already made his best efforts. Since he was unwilling, he would just let him go.

At this moment, the last priest fainted under the altar, and the tribesmen had already carried them away to rest.

The high priest ordered Tianyang to send some people to guard here and not to disturb Qingfeng, and then he left.

Unexpectedly, Qingfeng sat there for three years.

Spring went and autumn came, and the winter snowed heavily.

Lan Kexin rode on Xiaobai, looking at Qingfeng sitting on the altar with his eyes closed, motionless, and didn't know what happened to him, whether he was dead, Lan Kexin couldn't help but think about it.

However, the high priest had ordered that no one could get close to Qingfeng, so of course she couldn't go against the will of the high priest, and could only think about it.

Xiaobai's height has grown a lot, and now it is three meters long and one and a half meters high, and it looks like a huge beast.

But this guy is heartless and doesn't care about Qingfeng. He just hangs out with Lan Kexin every day and has a lot of fun.

The man and the dog are looking at Qingfeng at this moment. Suddenly, dark clouds roll in the sky, as if they are right above everyone's head.

The sky also darkened instantly, and the Wu clan members came out to see what happened.

At this time, the figure of the high priest suddenly appeared in front of Lan Kexin. He looked at the altar with a serious brow, as if thinking about something.

"Boom..."

There was lightning surging in the dark clouds, and there was a constant rumbling sound, which was deafening.

"Thunder tribulation, who is going to pass the tribulation?" The high priest's face showed an incredible look.

The next moment, Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

At this time, a golden egg flew out from his back and floated above his head.

Before everyone was surprised. There was a lightning as thick as an arm connecting the sky and the earth, and it struck down with a rumble.

I saw that the golden egg suddenly emitted endless light, and a dragon shadow flashed on it.

"Boom..."

The lightning struck directly on the eggshell. Although the golden eggshell was extremely solid, a crack flashed at this moment.

Before he could react, the sky lit up again, and another bolt of lightning struck, and dense cracks immediately appeared on the eggshell.

Qingfeng looked at the egg, and was really afraid that it would be split open. If that happened, everything he had done over the years would be in vain.

Before he could think about it, the sky lit up again, and this time the lightning was bigger, as thick as a person's body.

The lightning was so long that it penetrated the sky and earth, dazzling and striking the golden egg with a bang.

"Crack, crack"

The eggshell of the golden egg began to break, and Qingfeng felt a pain in his heart. Was all his efforts in vain?

Just as he was thinking this, after the broken eggshell peeled off, he didn't expect that there was still a thin layer of white eggshell inside.

At this time, there was still a small piece of lightning, which instantly struck into the eggshell. This lightning was not a destructive force, but a new life force.

After destruction, there is rebirth, and so is the way of heaven. As long as you survive the destruction, you will be given the power of rebirth.

The eggshell that received this power once again emitted colorful light.

Qingfeng immediately walked over, and the eggshell flew into his back and imprinted on his body.

At the same time, there was another crack.

The eggshell completely broke apart, and a black tattoo pattern the size of a palm appeared on his back.

It was a black dragon, lifelike.

Everyone in the witch clan was stunned to watch all this, even the great elder.

He looked at the man on the altar, shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity, this boy is not from my clan."

At this time, he suddenly looked at Lan Kexin, and couldn't help thinking, why not Lan Kexin marry him, maybe she can keep him here.

Then he shook his head and couldn't help but abandon this idea. This boy is not an ordinary person, how could he be willing to stay in this wilderness?