The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 355 Ruin!

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The calm, mirror-like water surface of Tianchi suddenly exploded, and a tail of silver scales stretched out its body. However, its palm-sized body gradually grew to about the size of a foot. However, as its body stretched, the originally fine silver scales began to fall off, and pieces of golden scales grew. When he came out, there were silver whiskers under his chin.

In just a short moment, this little silver-scaled fish jumped out of the water, changed its head and horns, and turned into an arowana. However, the transformation of this ichthyosaur has not stopped, this is just the beginning.

Yin~

The originally majestic roar gradually became clearer and melodious, and possessed a kind of power that made all creatures admire. The ichthyosaur's seemingly huge body began to become slender and slender, and the scales under the abdomen were torn, and there were Five-toed dragon claws poked out.

Feng Qing'an watched in shock as he took out a silver scale from the cave and turned it into a "golden dragon" more than three feet long in the Dragon Transformation Pond.

"What kind of dragon is this?"

Feng Qing'an couldn't help but let out a breath when he saw the golden dragon surging in the Dragon Transformation Pond, but he still took a serious look.

[Race: Buddhist Tianlong]

[Attributes: spirit, dragon, water, thunder]

[Potential Level: Warrior·Superior]

[Combat power level: Lord·Medium]

"No wonder he was overthrown by the Dragon Clan!"

Looking at the identification information that came to mind, Feng Qingan suddenly realized that this little creature that could transform into a dragon through the Dragon Transformation Pond could be said to be the weakest dragon he had ever seen along the way.

But it has an appearance that is closer to a real dragon than any dragon he has ever seen. It can even be said to be no different from a real dragon. Of course, Feng Qingan cannot guarantee that, after all, he has never seen a real dragon with his own eyes. .

But what's the use of just looking close to a real dragon? The reason why the Dragon Clan is able to dominate the world is not based on looks. The Dragon Clan's prestige has been built down from generation to generation since the beginning of the world.

The Buddhist Tianlong, whose racial potential is still at the warrior level, but possesses the great demon level spiritual power, if he encounters a real dragon with the same spiritual power, for example, he will be killed by one, ten will be killed, or a hundred will be killed by one, There is nothing surprising about killing thousands, or even massacres.

How can a dragon scale and skin rolled out of the Dragon Transformation Pond compete with a real dragon that has been tempered and transformed through numerous tribulations?

"Amitabha, donor, you have caused trouble!"

When Feng Qing'an lamented that the Buddhist heavenly dragons were weak, the Buddha's name was chanted, and a tall and strong monk, whose specific age could not be determined based on his appearance alone, appeared in front of him.

A string of Buddhist beads the size of a baby's head hangs around his neck. On his shirtless upper body, nine powerful golden dragon tattoos can be seen slowly swimming around. These nine dragon tattoos are all lifelike, as if they will break free from his skin in the next moment. Flying out, tearing the heaven and the earth apart, shaking the whole world.

"I have met the master, but I don't know what he calls him?"

"The poor monk's Dharma name is empty and he should not be called a master."

The burly monk with an amiable face replied with a kind smile and a very humble attitude.

"I wonder what the disaster Master Yinkong mentioned?"

Feng Qing'an pretended not to have heard the last part of what the great monk said and went straight to him for advice.

"This is the trouble!"

The monk did not play charades with Feng Qing'an. He stretched out his hand and made Feng Qing'an look at the newborn dragon that was surging in the water of Hualong Pond, absorbing the spiritual essence in the water.

However, Feng Qingan could see clearly that Tianlong, who was soaking in the pool, had a racial potential that was originally unbearable to look at, but was slowly improving at a very impressive rate.

After all, the legendary Buddhist Heavenly Dragon still has the peak record of being able to fight with the real dragon by gathering ten of them. But this Heavenly Dragon in front of me, let alone ten, even if there are hundreds or thousands of them, can only be slaughtered by the real dragon. Of course, he shouldn't have such a crotch-stretching performance. The real Tianlong should be stronger.

"Can this be called a disaster?"

Feng Qing'an didn't know why. Compared to its mighty appearance, this new-born Tianlong was pitifully weak. What kind of trouble could this thing cause? Not to mention the two guardian gods next to it. He could easily crush this thing to death if he took action himself.

"What the donor doesn't know is that we, the Tianlong Temple, have reached an agreement with the Dragon Clan. We need to survive twenty-nine heavenly tribulations and fail to become a true dragon before we can enter the pond and give birth to a Sky Dragon Scale Skin."

The monk's deep voice spoke above Tianchi, which also made Feng Qing'an suddenly realize.

The Hualong Pond, which had been destroyed by the Dragon Clan, exists because of the Dragon Clan's permission. Buddhism and the Dragon Clan have reached an agreement in this regard.

This request made by the dragon clan is completely understandable, and Buddhism will not refuse it, because it is also beneficial to them.

To survive the twenty-nine heavenly tribulations, that is to say, one needs to survive the Yuandan tribulation and the human-immortal tribulation. After passing through the two heavenly tribulations, the rotten fish and shrimps are basically screened out. Those who can survive, no matter what means they use, They can be regarded as standing on the top of billions of living beings.

Under this situation, if you meet the conditions, enter the Dragon Transformation Pond, roll out of the dragon's scale skin, and transform into the body of a dragon, if you gather ten of them, you will have the combat power to fight a real dragon. This is considered The real Buddhist Heavenly Dragon.

The reason why the Dragon Clan went to war with the Buddhism back then was not only because the Hualong Pond had tarnished the Dragon Clan's bloodline, but also because the behavior of the Buddhism had greatly damaged the majesty established by the True Dragon throughout the ages.

There is no need for any screening, just roll into the Dragon Transformation Pond and you can transform into the appearance of a real dragon. Once you fight with a powerful enemy, even if your physical strength has been improved by tens of thousands compared to the original, you will still be the one who will be tortured and killed. share.

A group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps, pretending to be real dragons, were tortured and killed by the enemies of the Dragon Clan. How can the Dragon Clan endure such humiliation? So the war broke out.

I don’t know what price Buddhism paid to allow the Dragon Clan to tolerate the continued existence of the Dragon Transformation Pond, but the Dragon Clan strictly restricted the use of the Dragon Transformation Pond and required the scaly beings wallowing in the Evolved Dragon Pond to possess the most basic qualities.

It's okay to be weak, and it's okay to be inferior to a real dragon, but you can't look like a real dragon and be killed easily.

"So I break the agreement between your Buddhist clan and the dragon clan?"

Feng Qing'an pointed at the little Tianlong who was happily spitting water in the Tianchi. This little thing still didn't realize how dangerous his situation was.

It was just ignorant just now. Even though it was transformed into the body of a dragon and its spirituality increased greatly, it did not have much experience and did not have any complicated thinking. It was ignorant and naive. It just had a curiosity about everything, and for The long-haired boy on the shore felt close to him.

"Of course."

"Since my move will cause disaster, master, why don't you stop me when I go up the mountain?"

"The poor monk thought that the benefactor was just going up the mountain to take a look, but he never thought that the benefactor would throw a silver scale into the lake and cause such a disaster."

"Master, are you exaggerating? It's just a silver scale that has not gone through the tribulation. So what if it turns into the form of a heavenly dragon?"

Feng Qingan just wanted to try out the quality of the Hualong Pond and verify whether its effect was as legendary.

But now, after he had finished everything, the great monk suddenly jumped out and warned him that this would cause trouble. Feng Qing'an's rebellious mood was suddenly aroused, even though he knew that this seemingly honest and honest monk The monk may be plotting against him, but Feng Qingan doesn't want to bear it at all.

"The dragon clan cannot tolerate such a weak dragon existing in the world."

The great monk explained the reason, but there was a bloody cruelty in it.

"What does the master want?"

Feng Qing'an understood clearly that if a Tianlong who looked like a real dragon was too weak, he would not even be qualified to live - being weak was okay, but having the appearance of a Tianlong was not allowed to be weak.

"Amitabha, monks don't lie. The poor monk wants to ask the benefactor to take action and finish what he has sown."

"Master, why don't you take action yourself?"

Feng Qing'an understood the great monk's intention. After all, his intention was very simple, which was to kill the young Tianlong that had just been born in the Hualong Pond.

"Monks should be compassionate and do not violate the precept of killing!"

The great monk had a look of sorrow on his face.

"What a coincidence. I have also studied Confucianism and Legalism, and I am about to cultivate a heart of benevolence and righteousness. I really can't say anything about these creatures that have nothing to do with me, but are causing trouble because of my fault. No thoughts of killing at all."

Of course Feng Qing'an wouldn't do it. He didn't care at first, but now he has become like this, and he was asked to execute the little dragon. How could he do it.

"Confucianism and Legalism?!"

The sad expression on the angular face of the great monk was barely tense. Unlike the Taoist sect that emphasizes being detached from the world and staying away from the world, a considerable part of their Buddhist sect involves faith and aspiration, which will inevitably involve the mundane world.

In the secular world, it is natural to encounter Confucianism. In Xilan Continent, where Buddhist forces dominate, the problem is not that big. Almost no forces other than Buddhism can establish a foundation here. But outside Xilan Continent, In Asia, it's completely different.

From his own impression, he knew that there were no fewer than ten powerful Confucian practitioners in various continents, and they launched a war to exterminate Buddhism against their Buddhist sect.

Under this situation, it is impossible for any Buddhist cultivator who knows anything about it to have any good intentions towards those guys who are related to Confucianism. The problem is that the young man in front of him has a face that is very similar to their Buddhist disciples. It is difficult to be disrespectful even if he wants to. ah.

"Master, what do you think?"

“The benefactor sows the cause, and the benefactor bears the remaining consequences.”

The great monk Yinkong replied.

It’s understandable that you don’t want to do it yourself and get your hands stained with blood, but since it’s you who caused the trouble, you must cover up all possible troubles. As for whether the young man can handle it or not, the great monk feels completely Don't worry, after all, there are Buddhists to support you.

"It's easy to say, as long as I let it survive two catastrophes, the Dragon Clan won't ask any more questions, right?"

Feng Qingan pointed at the little Tianlong who had a good body in the air, but was actually a straw bag inside.

"If you can do this, it will certainly not damage the agreement between our Buddhist clan and the dragon clan."

Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, the great monk couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He couldn't figure out where the confidence of the young man in front of him came from. The intensity of the heavenly tribulation was not fixed, but was closely related to the condition of the person who had overcome the tribulation.

Therefore, there are often news of geniuses falling under thunderous catastrophes. Even geniuses will fall into thunderous tribulations, let alone those monks whose cultivation foundation is unstable.

Although the vast majority of them will never cause thunder disasters of their own in this life, there will eventually be a very small number of them who can cause thunder disasters for various reasons, but their end will basically not be very good, if not Special methods will basically turn them into ashes.

The newly born dragon in the Hualong Pond not far away not only has an unstable foundation, but also has no foundation of cultivation. It has a huge spiritual power transformed through the Dragon Pond, but it is empty and useless.

With this kind of thing, even if it draws the sky thunder, it will only be struck to death by the sky thunder. How can it survive the two heavens and meet the minimum standard required by the dragon clan.

"Oh, it's just a small problem, I will solve it."

When Feng Qing'an heard this, he immediately became unconcerned. He had just survived two catastrophes. He could help. He would survive after surviving. If he couldn't survive, he could fall in the state of a celestial dragon, which was almost the same as a real dragon. It's a blessing.

"I wonder if Master has anything else to do?"

"Don't you plan to go down the mountain?"

The great monk was also a little puzzled. Since he appeared here, it meant that he was not happy to see this guy continue to toss the Hualong Pond. UU Reading www.uｕkanshu． ｎｔThis is not a toy for children to play with, but one of their secret inheritance sites of Tianlong Temple.

"Why should I go down the mountain?"

Feng Qingan was also puzzled. He threw a fish into the pond, but he was so full that he had nothing to do, showing his extremely low moral quality.

But he wanted to try whether the Dragon Transformation Pond was really that magical. Now that the legend had been verified, what he had to do now was naturally very simple.

Plop~

A stream of golden light flew out from the young man's collar. Under the slightly astonished gaze of the great monk, it plunged into the now somewhat chaotic water of the Hualong Pond.

"Feng Donor, what are you doing?"

The great monk's face suddenly darkened. He raised his head and glanced at the two guardian gods guarding Hualong Pond. But what made him feel even more depressed and uncomfortable was that the two guardian gods guarding this place didn't show any expression. I have no intention of expelling this beast.

"Don't be nervous, master. Please take a closer look. I'm just cleaning my armor."

Feng Qing'an pointed with a smile at the increasingly turbulent water of the Hualong Pond, where two golden-scaled dragons could be seen playing and quarreling with each other, but one of them didn't have any vitality at all. It was a dragon-shaped armor.

"It's just armor! That's good, that's good."

Finding that the situation was not as bad as he expected, the great monk slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly realized that a few veins on his forehead were stretched, what a shit,

"Donor, the divine potential in the water of this Dragon Transformation Pond is limited. If you waste it like this, it will delay the birth of the Heavenly Dragon."