If you want to evolve into the legendary true dragon, you will not only rely on the snake's bloodline or work behind closed doors.

Only by learning from others' strengths, integrating them, and constantly breaking through the limits and growing, can one day fish leaps on the dragon gate and a real dragon comes to the world.

"I don't know if Xuanye has found me an isolated book that records the information of the real dragon, and the dragon bone... Maybe if he swallowed this thing, he can find other ways to molt and evolve from it?"

Su Qingqiu thought secretly.

Although the ancient snake is strong, it is definitely not the only sacred object in ancient times. There must be many such existences as dragon bones unearthed from Fushan.

The path of transformation and evolution of each spiritual object, even every spiritual snake, is different. By studying the remains of these existence, Su Qingqiu may be able to find a brand new way of evolution.

"There are also spiritual techniques..."

The matter of spiritual magic is also very important.

Su Qingqiu asked him to find all the evil demons hidden in Yanglong Temple, to inquire about the fallen and hatched monks, and to investigate what happened in Yanglong Temple three hundred years ago.

See if there is any record in the Sutra Pavilion in the temple.

It is related to the abyss of the snake cave, and even involves the life and death of a Bodhisattva and three arhats. This is the top third-grade land immortal god. He has to prepare in advance and deal with it carefully.

Moreover, in the abyss of the snake cave, whether it is the evil demons, the bones of the snake, etc., he regards them as his own private snake items.

It is never allowed to have some unknown threat here, threatening your territory and home.

If he hadn't been afraid that his strength would be insufficient, after occupying the Blood Spirit Ruins, he would have gone to the deeper part of the Snake Cave Abyss to find out.

One of the ways to enter the deep layer is to occupy a Lingxu and then go down the eight extraordinary meridians where the Lingxu is located.

He has basically achieved this condition.

"Count the time... more than two months have passed, these two should have gained something, right?"

"I wonder if that guy Xuanye has finished dealing with the matter in the imperial city and has returned to Chiyang City?"

"By the way, there is the mysterious Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord...what are you planning recently?"

Su Qingqiu thought with interest.

On that day, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord said that he asked Su Qingqiu to try his methods. I thought he had been preparing for more than a few months, so he should be here soon.

"You'll know when you go and have a look."

After Su Qingqiu finished speaking, releasing Lingyuan was equivalent to a 18,000-year-old Taoist practice, and instantly covered the sky above Yanglong Temple.

"Wait...this is..."

A wonderful feeling surged into my heart.

He found that his spiritual light had changed. With the spiritual light sensing, spiritual lights rose from Yanglong Temple, and each spiritual light made him feel very intimate.

There are spiritual snakes, and there are monks who practice spiritual snakes and spiritual light. Even every inch of land, every building, and every plant in Yanglong Temple echoes him from afar, shining brightly and unhappy.

His spiritual light was completely linked to Yanglong Temple.

What a wonderful feeling.

Su Qingqiu thought about it and understood what was going on.

It is his two great talented magical powers, and the protection of the house has been improved.

When the thought moves, the wind comes, the clouds come, and the energy of heaven and earth condenses.

Once again, the wind dissipates, the clouds dissipate, and the vitality of heaven and earth disappears.

With Yanglong Temple as the center, as long as it is protected by the house and turned into a home, he feels like he cannot be defeated, no one can deceive, and he is the only one in heaven and earth.

It was not until this moment that he truly understood the purpose of protecting the house and protecting the talented magical power.

Not only is it not restricted or bottlenecked, it is used for physical exercise.

But it is to protect the house and to protect the house!

Yanglong Temple is his house. Every inch of land here and every living creature living here is qualified and obliged to influence, control, and shelter.

Exercising the authority to shelter in the homeland is in line with his identity as a guardian of the house, and he will also receive feedback and improvement on himself.

Just like the thousands of monks in Yanglong Temple, their activities, thoughts, soul consciousness, etc. can help Su Qingqiu's spiritual essence slowly recover and grow. Although the growth is very slow, the recovery speed is still good.

Cooperating with the eyes of the spirit snake, many demonic energy hidden in the spiritual light were discovered.

They are those who are depraved and polluted.

“It’s not bad.”

Su Qingqiu nodded with satisfaction.

Wherever you come

Where can I go and see?

The bathhouse in West Temple.

As a real dragon, the water temperature of the subordinates when taking a bath is naturally the focus of their attention.

...

Since two months ago

Bloody rain from the sky

Yanglong Temple has been closed to practice until now. In addition to the monks who manage logistics occasionally go out to purchase the materials needed in the temple, even those who kill demons and eliminate demons outside were summoned back.

Blood rain falls from the sky, which is a great omen.

The impact of this bloody rain on the monks and nuns in Yanglong Temple was far more serious than Su Qingqiu imagined.

Not only were the previous generation monks such as Wood Bridge worried all day long, but even Yuanhui and Yuanming were the same.

As monks of the Yuan generation and the abbot of the contemporary East and West Temple, the two naturally knew the truth about the bloody storm three hundred years ago.

Therefore, when faced with the appearance of blood rain, even if Yuan Ming had fallen into a demon, he was restless every day during this period.

In addition, the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord was shocked by the unknown and mysterious Red Fire Dragon Lord, and the Great Asura Lord died on the spot. This inevitably made Yuan Ming worried. Who knew whether the legendary true dragon had discovered his true situation?

Even if I didn't find it, planning in a temple that was suspected to be full of real dragons, I think it's a bit old birthday boy who hangs himself and is impatient to live?

"What a pity...hey!"

Sitting on the futon, Yuan Ming sighed repeatedly.

He wanted to escape, or simply find an excuse to travel around. Even if it is now in the closed temple stage, Yuanhui's personality will not stop him.

But the reality is...

Yuan Ming glanced at the futon on his left hand. Lingfazheng looked at him with bright eyes, holding a pen in his hand, and was writing on the white paper without even looking.

This guy kept staring at him, just looking at him when he was almost going to the bathroom.

——Today, Yuanming sat on the Buddhist group for four hours, but without reciting a Buddhist scripture, he released seventeen stinky farts, five of which were stinky, two extremely stinky, and ten ordinary stinky. It was a pity that he said it twenty-three times, and he peeked at me again and again.

——Conclusion 1: I seriously doubt Yuan Ming’s sexual orientation. However, my heart is from the inside out of the Demon Lord, and I will not be deceived.

——Conclusion 2: Yuan Ming should have gone to the West Temple to meet the little nun yesterday. Reason for judgment: The little nun is the most delicious fried soybeans. I gave her a batch of croton yesterday, and some of them came to Yuan Ming's stomach.

Yuan Ming: "..."

If a human face can be twisted and twisted, he can definitely be twisted to the point of being unpopular!

"Damn spiritual magic, what exactly do you, a evil disciple, do? You must be angry and become a master?"

Yuan Ming's face turned green.

I stayed at the little nun overnight last night, and he also asked why the little nun farted all night and almost smothered him to death.

When I left today, I was fond of some snacks from the little nun, but I didn’t expect that it was the poisonous drug called Croton!

It's so hateful, so I clearly want to see him make a fool of himself.

Yuan Ming felt angry. He was not smooth and he walked down as soon as he tried hard. In an instant, he felt something from below and his face suddenly turned pale.

The spiritual method was stunned, then took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote: When you have diarrhea, don’t believe any farts. The scattered Yuanming is a living lesson.

Yuan Ming: "..."

"Damn it, I'm fighting with you!"

On this day, Toji once again staged a kind and filial side of his father, and most monks were no longer surprised.
Chapter completed!