"I officially accept you as my disciple as the eighth-generation successor of the Dragon Seed Line. From now on, you will be the ninth-generation successor of the Dragon Seed Line for me." Qin Huayang said in a deep voice: "If you want to have a clear conscience and protect our human race, can you do it?"

"Done!"

Qin Dahai insisted on the way.

Qin Huayang laughed and said, "Okay, get up."

Qin Dahai naturally didn't want to kneel for too long, so he hurriedly got up.

"The sea." Qin Huayang said: "You entered the world with obsession, and your cultivation is like a rocket, but you have also lost your inheritance. I still have a year left, and I will explain it to you this year. You kid, don't be dissatisfied with your fortune."

Qin Dahai immediately curled his lips.

He didn't say he was strong.

Qin Huayang knew his thoughts and said, "I have only practiced the Dragon Search Art to the seventh level for more than a hundred years. You have been promoted to the sixth level in less than a year. It makes me feel incredible, but it makes me feel weak and I have no shame to see people. You should know that when your master was stepping on the sixth level of Dragon Search Art, the so-called demigod is no different from an ant in my eyes!"

Qin Dahai was immediately depressed.

I know he didn't brag.

Now he understood that the memories he inherited were only part of the memories, but in this part of the memories, he also had the strong record of fighting against the five gods with the seventh level of Dragon Searching Art. He only made this one. What he practiced himself really had to practice on the dog.

"Master." Qin Dahai lay lazily on the beach and said, "I have made a hole in my heart. Now it's useless to say these."

"Hey." Qin Huayang was amused and said with a smile: "You guys don't think I don't know. I'm just ashamed to stop you from splitting the dragon blood? You don't feel embarrassed. You will also use taboo moves to deal with a few waste. I have put your body in the Azure Dragon Coffin. If there is blood from your loved ones in three years, you can recover."

"The blood of the relative?" Qin Dahai raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, where did you stuff my body? The Azure Dragon Coffin? The coffin? You buried me? Where did you get the blood of the relative?"

Qin Huayang smiled and said, "You will naturally understand after three years of birth. It is useless to say these things now. Get up and I will explain the Dragon Searching Art to you one by one from now on."

Qin Dahai is not joking either.

Be busy, get up honestly.

Qin Huayang has been practicing for more than 100 years and is a genuine old antique. His understanding of the Dragon Dao Jue is naturally much deeper than that of himself.

In fact, his explanation also made Qin Dahai know his past strength, which was really like an attic in the air.

From the beginning, he was eager to improve his strength. Once he reached the critical point of breakthrough, he never had time to consider whether his cultivation was perfect. He entered the Tao with obsession so that he could ignore most of the bottlenecks. But when he looked back, he had not even completed the cultivation of the first level, and many steps were just passing by in a hurry.

But now there is Qin Huayang’s explanation.

My understanding of the Dragon Search Art is also gradually increasing.

I believe that as long as the body recovers, he can fill his shortcomings as quickly as possible.

A year is not long or short.

Qin Huayang has taught everything he can teach this year, and he will stop explaining when the deadline has come.

"Master."

Qin Dahai's tone was a little low.

Qin Huayang shook his head and smiled and said, "I'm not dead."

"You are not dead yet?" Qin Dahai widened his eyes.

Qin Huayang glared at him unhappily, and then said, "Now I am just a consciousness that inherits dragon blood. When time passes, it will naturally disappear. Although I don't know if I can live now, I always feel that there is still a glimmer of vitality."

"Then do you know where your body is?" Qin Dahai asked hurriedly.

Qin Huayang shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I know that the enemy trapping me is very strong. If you have not practiced the Dragon Search Art to the eighth level, you must not dive into the deep sea at will. This is a warning, have you heard it?"

"yes."

Qin Dahai is busy and guaranteed.

Qin Huayang nodded with satisfaction and said, "After you are born, don't expose your identity at will. The dead can do much more than living people. If you have the chance, you can go to the ghost cave family in the Forgotten Land and learn their hidden methods. It will be very helpful to you. Even if you face God, you will not fall into a desperate situation."

"Yes!" Qin Dahai responded.

A little light spot appeared on Qin Huayang's body. After he glanced at it, he smiled and said, "There are also dragon energy and jade seals. When you absorbed Wu Zetian's divine seal, you greatly increased your compatibility with heaven and earth. In the future, if you can regain the imperial seal, if you can integrate the energy of the dragon vein in the world, you will be invincible."

"The disciple knows." Qin Dahai said.

Qin Huayang smiled.

No more to say.

As the light in the body bursts, the whole person quickly turns into nothingness.

Qin Dahai sighed, then clenched his fists and said, "Master, no matter what, I will save you."

As Qin Huayang's will disappear.

In this spiritual sea, he is alone, but he doesn't feel lonely either.

After all, he could survive the strange void space before coming here. This is his own consciousness and mind, so of course he would not have any discomfort.

So sit cross-legged peacefully.

Continue to understand everything Qin Huayang taught.

He wants to use the past two years to completely stabilize and constantly temper his spiritual will. After being born, he can also find Lin Ruling back.

I just don’t know how far Lin Ruling will go when she meets again.

Two years.

For many people, it just flashed by.

Especially the old paintings that repeat the same work day after day, there is not much difference from the blink of an eye.

Today is March 3rd.

It's a good day.

The wind was also bright and sunny around the mountain. Lao Hua led the hunting dog and continued his patrol work, but he didn't smoke because he was caught smoking and was criticized.

Holding the hunting dog, he slowly shuttled through the mountains.

Soon he felt something was wrong.

As for what was wrong, he couldn't say, but this feeling only happened more than 40 years ago, and that day, more than a hundred people died.

Looking at the sunny weather.

Lao Hua couldn't help but tremble: "I hope I won't be the same as last time."

But what he thought was still bad.

A slight tremor suddenly came from under your feet.

He shivered for a moment, and before he could come back to his senses, the ground under his feet shaking violently, throwing him to the sky, while the hunting dog beside him crawled on the ground, trembling.

at this time.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.
Chapter completed!