The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

　　 Dongsheng Dynasty.

　　 Huaian, Fengcheng.

　　 Zhuangyuan, by the pool.

　　 I saw a young man in white, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the water in the pool.

　　 There are countless carps in the pond. They are golden red, like clouds of auspiciousness.

　　 "Ancient book cloud, the pond fish is full of three thousand six hundred, or one fish."

　　 The white-clothed young man sighed and patted his thigh, still not feeling at all.

　　 His face was pale, his breath was empty, and he was sickly.

　　Because he is often in the Fuzhong, he rarely goes out, he has never been exposed to the sun or the wind, and because of his frail body, his blood is not smooth, and he looks white as snow.

　　His name is Zhuang Ming, twenty-six years old.

　　 Six years ago, he started from scratch, and now his business is huge, all over the Dongsheng dynasty, and he is already the richest man in Huai'an Sixteen Prefecture.

　　 "The son."

　　The one who came was a young girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful face, and said softly, "The medicinal bath is ready."

　　 Zhuang Ming smiled slightly and responded with a good voice. He immediately looked at the rockery next to him and said, "Yin Ming, push me back to the room."

After 　　 the rockery, two figures appeared and appeared.

　　 These two figures have similar faces, but completely different temperaments.

　　 A burly figure with a sturdy back and a bear waist, but seeing him has a firm face, a darker complexion, a dull face, and his name is Qianyang.

　　A medium figure, not tall or thin, but beautiful, white as jade, but with a cold look, named Yin Ming.

　　 Yin Ming said nothing, walked up and started to push the wheelchair.

　　The dry sun followed behind, his face sinking like water, like a mountain.

　　 And the little servant girl followed, walking slowly.

　　——

　　 In the room.

　　 The steam is steaming.

　　 There is a bath tub in the room with white gas transpiring in it, and many medicinal materials can be vaguely seen, rising and falling.

　　 "Okay, let's all go down."

　　 Qianyang and Yin Ming both just responded and retreated.

　　 The little maid remembered something, her face was reddened, but she also retreated, her heart was quite complicated. As the son's personal maid, it was also part of her duty to wait for the son to bathe and change clothes.

　　 But, even if the son has inconvenience in his legs and feet, he always does not need help from others during the medicinal bath. She vaguely feels that the son just doesn't want people to think that he can't take care of himself, because of pride and self-esteem.

　　 She has complicated thoughts and a lot of thoughts, but she calmed down and bowed to both Qian Yang and Yin Ming, and then retreated.

　　 And the two of Qianyang, Yin and Ming, their expressions are cold, and their eyes are dull.

　　 They are separated on two sides, guarding the door of the house, like two gods.

　　 But in the room at this time, it was another scene.

　　 Zhuang Ming did not take off his clothes, nor did he enter the bathtub.

　　 He lowered his head slightly and reached out his arms.

　　 He took something out of his arms.

　　 The whole body is pale, but it is almost colorless, about one finger thick, no more than a foot long, shaped like a small snake, twisting slightly, and quite flexible.

　　 "It's been six years."

　　 Zhuang Ming exhaled and put the cloud snake into the bathtub.

　　 Inside the bath tub full of medicinal materials, I saw a cloud snake, swimming in it.

　　 This precious medicinal bath that cost a hundred taels of silver is enough to buy a lot of maids for the price, but no one thought that it was not used on the son himself, but on a little snake.

He looked at the little snake swimming inside, with a dazed expression, and said in a low voice: "Six years of life, from a thread of filament, to a length of one foot... Before my body rots, I can really cultivate this dragon. Body?"

　　 He sighed in sorrow, his eyes were full of exhaustion.

　　 When he was young, he was destined to get acquainted with a cultivator, and he went to Jusheng Mountain and became the thirteenth disciple of the real Taoist Bai Shengjun.

　　He was on the mountain, relying on the basic formulas, for nearly ten years, he has initially cultivated his qi, and he has a ray of true qi, and he has reached the threshold of spiritual practice.

However, after gaining a ray of true energy, when he truly practiced the exercises of Jushengshan, his physical constitution actually repelled the true essence transformed by the practice. In an instant, the true essence rebelled, the Dao seal collapsed, penetrated his dantian, and broke. It gave him further hope on the road of Xiuxian.

　　 "Successfully practice the Tao, live forever, and eventually become a dream bubble."

　　 Zhuang Ming sighed, and recalled the scene of the year in a trance. With emotion, he said: "The word Xianfan, after all, are two worlds."

　　 After that day, he was extremely depressed, and lost his spiritual spirit, as if the sky had fallen.

　　 Gathering in the holy mountain, the yin and yang tides alternate, and the cold wave is about to close the mountain gate once every thirty years.

　　 At that time, his dantian was damaged. Although true energy remained in his body, he was still a mortal body. He could not make progress in his cultivation and could not withstand the cold wave in the mountains. He had to go down the mountain and fall into the mortal dust.

　　The big brother pityed him with distress, and personally took him down the mountain, after slaying demons and banishing demons, he found a wealthy and unkind person, used Dao law to intimidate, planted spells, and let the other party's possessions be handed over to him.

　　 "Although you cannot live forever, you can enjoy a lifetime of wealth."

　　 These are the words left to him by the big brother before leaving.

Since he was a child, he had suffered the first blow in his life. He was disheartened. He was also depressed in the world. He used wine to dissipate his sorrows. Then one day, when he was driving near the cliff, the horse was frightened. Fell down the mountain.

　　Because of the growth of green pine in the gap of the cliff, he was blocked in mid-air, and the horse was added to the bottom, and he was lucky to not die.

　　 But after falling off the cliff, his right leg broke and his left leg was also severely injured. Since then, he has inconvenient legs and can only use a wheelchair to walk.

　　 However, he survived the catastrophe, he was physically disabled, but he got another path to immortality.

　　 "Tai Xu Qingqi Transformation Dragon Chapter."

　　 Zhuang Ming exhaled, his eyes trembled.

　　 in a trance, I recalled the scene of that day.

　　 It was an unforgettable experience.

　　 That was the day when he regained hope after the road to immortality was broken.

　　——

　　 At that time he woke up from a coma with bruises, broken legs and blood all over.

　　 He grabbed the dead grass and crawled into the nearby cave.

　　 The cave was dim, and only a dead body was seen.

　　 The corpse robe is old and rotten, and the skin and muscles are all withered, clinging to the bones, like black iron.

　　 There are countless bones around this dead body.

　　 Zhuang Ming couldn't help but sink when seeing this.

　　 At this moment, the dead body suddenly opened its eyes.

　　 Its eyes are gloomy, with green light hidden inside.

　　 Zhuang Ming was shocked and chilled all over.

　　 And at this moment, the dead body suddenly spoke.

　　 "Young man!"

　　 "You fell into this place, severely injured and disabled, it is misfortune, but it is a great fortune to encounter an old man."

　　 "The old man has practiced for more than eight hundred years, walked the world, killed countless people, and collected thousands of exercises."

　　 "There are about 172 volumes of the Immortal Sutras of Taoism and Longevity."

　　 "There are all kinds of magical powers, specializing in fighting and killing people, a total of 864 volumes."

　　 "There are also miscellaneous methods such as divining divination, observing the sky, clarifying topography, knowing people, turning stones into gold, and refining medicine into pills."

　　 The voice of the dead corpse was dry and blunt, and Shen Ning said: "Today you and I are predestined, the old man passed you a volume of scripture, are you seeking longevity, or magical powers, or all kinds of metaphysics?"

　　 Zhuang Ming took a close look at him, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. The true inheritance of Jusheng Mountain was already the world's top skill, and Bai Shengjun's cultivation was also the number one real person in Dongzhou, and he could not re-enter the path of cultivation.

　　 But when he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

　　 The zhenqi remaining in the meridians seems to sting, as if to perceive some danger.

　　 The true spirit of Jusheng Mountain, good at avoiding bad luck.

　　 What kind of omen is this?

　　 Zhuang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, falling on the bone beside him.

　　 Many bones are still left with pieces of rotten clothes.

　　 Various traces, obviously he is not alone here.

　　 Moreover, the most decayed part of the closest white bone seems to be the Dongsheng dynasty. In the past three to five years, it has been a new style of Confucian shirt.

　　 Such a simple option, choose one of the two, how can so many people die?

　　 Zhuang Ming's thoughts turned in an instant, but there were not many clues in front of him, but he didn't know what the other party wanted. He was silent for a moment, and then he followed his original heart and slowly spoke with the concept of gathering the holy mountains.

　　 "My master once said that if there is no longevity, even if the world is invincible, after years of vicissitudes, it will still rot after death, and everything will become empty."

　　 "If you have to live forever without a way to protect your body, you are in danger of premature death and you will be bullied in the world."

　　 "Although people are a hundred years old, how many people are there in the world who have died of their lives?"

　　 "Many people in the world die from disasters and disasters. I will walk the world in the future. Although I will live a long life, but I am trembling and fearful of causing murder. How can I be happy?"

　　 "No matter how hiding, no matter how forbearing, can you really avoid endless disasters?"

　　 "A person who cultivates in the world not only cultivates the law of longevity, but also practices the art of protecting the Tao."

　　 Zhuang Ming paused and asked, "Dare to ask seniors, can there be two ways to coexist in the world?"

　　 In the cave, there was a long silence.

　　 The dead body paused for a moment, his tone was low, and his bleak eyes were slightly complicated, UU reading www.uukanshu. com said: "If people are insatiable, they will suffer misfortune."

　　 Zhuang Ming saw the other person’s eyes, his heart moved slightly, and he replied: "Since Mr. Sister said this, then I am not greedy and abandon both. What should I do? Will he send me away?"

　　 The dead corpse said slowly: "If you are not greedy, I will kill you!"

　　 Zhuang Ming couldn't help laughing, tugging his injured feet, trembling with pain, and suddenly unable to laugh, his face pale and sweat rained down.

The dead corpse slowly said: "If you choose longevity, I will teach you the method of prolonging life, but let you stay with me and stay here forever. If you choose the fighting technique, I will let you give you one style. Spells, let you appreciate the power of this magic, and die today. And you are greedy and insatiable, trying to get both of them. Putting it in the Taoist school today, your character is impure, and it's hard to become a powerful weapon, but with the old man, you can work together. The true meaning of the law..."

　　 Zhuang Ming gasped for a second, and suddenly felt that the human heart had changed and was unpredictable.

　　 This weird man was under the mountain, and he had been buried for many years. He was alone and trapped here, and the man was consumed as a dead body.

　　 Even if the Taoism is profound and can survive, but for so many years of loneliness, even the thoughts, temperament and behavior are different from ordinary people, weird to the extreme.

　　 "If this is the case, I don't know what kind of exercises seniors have to teach me?"

　　 "In the ancient times, there was a dragon's divine object, which was born to live long, can call the wind and rain, can control the thunder, and can also vomit true heat, its divine power is infinite, moving mountains to fill the sea, breaking the sky and the earth."

　　 After a pause, the person said solemnly: "The old man has been holding on for many years, and only half of his breath is left. In order to find someone, he handed down this chapter, Taixu Qingqi Hualong!"

　　 If people are greedy, they will die.

　　If the dragon is greedy, it will eat the heavens.

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