Chapter 98 Hundred Years of Dragon Qi
Unexpectedly, the evil dragon turned out to be Dahei.
Xie Que couldn't help but feel a little demented.
You must know that although there are more powerful forces outside the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty is still a thousand-year dynasty.
Its foundation is profound, and there must be a powerful existence that transcends the ninth level of thunder tribulation.
Otherwise, even if he cultivates himself as a fallen boy spirit general, he will only be an incense master in the Great Zhou Dynasty, rather than destroying the Great Zhou Dynasty.
But Dahei was just a dragon with the eighth level of thunder tribulation, so how could he deprive Dazhou of his luck?
Could it be that as the secret book said, it might not be impossible to seize the Emperor of Zhou first?
It's just that the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty has an unusual background, and I don't know how they did it.
Could it be that he borrowed the power of the little monk?
Xie Que shook his head. This must not be possible.
After all, we just learned from Dahei's voice that the young monk was crazy and actually ate the Silver Dragon King.
How to get rid of the so-called madness? Xie Que subconsciously thought of that Garuda.
At the beginning, Feng Zidu wanted to go to Xie Que for the pure green glazed heart that Garuda got after he burned himself.
If the young monk refines it and possesses some of Garuda's abilities, it is very likely that this side effect will occur.
I remembered what the little monk said to him.
It is said that Garuda feeds on dragons, and he will eventually suffer the consequences.
Xie Que decided to check more information after returning to the secret sect, and then ask his master about Feng Zidu. He must have some understanding of it.
Dragon Qi gradually rose and began to wrap around Xie Que's side.
As the light danced, Xie Que felt as if something was gradually connecting with him.
…
Shenjing City, inside the imperial palace.
Emperor Fengyu sat on a futon in the Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
In his hand he was rubbing a jade seal that looked like a reclining Buddha, and he was actually dressed as a moon-robed monk.
"Teacher, that evil dragon seems to have appeared again."
On the futon in front of him, Feng Zidu looked like a teenager.
She has a beautiful face and black hair falling to the ground behind her.
Seeing that the emperor's master did not return, Emperor Fengyu just smiled.
He showed the temperament of being in control of everything: "But under the guidance of the teacher, the poor monk has now achieved the 'three bodies of Buddha's karma'!"
"Buddha's body, karma body, and emperor's body are divided into three bodies. I think that evil dragon will win my fortune for a hundred years during the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Three bodies are united into one, but as long as it does not enter the Yangshen, it is difficult for it to be a match for the poor monk."
"Even if that evil dragon can attain Yang Shen, there will still be a teacher who can help him!"
The Chief Supervisor on the side also praised: "Your Majesty... Since the Chief Master can master such ancient magical skills, he is really capable of sweeping across the world and unifying the world."
"What's more, with the help of a top figure like Emperor Shi, the restoration of the great Zhou's past glory is just around the corner!"
Emperor Fengyu, dressed as a monk, just smiled, his eyes still falling on the handsome Feng Zidu in front of him.
"Bang." Feng Zidu's figure shattered like a mirror.
“Abundance and self-respect.”
After leaving this sound, Feng Zidu's figure scattered directly without a trace.
"Your Majesty, this old lunatic is so stubborn!" The old eunuch on the side snorted coldly.
Emperor Fengyu immediately turned to look at him: "You castrated dog! How can you slander the emperor's master?"
Suddenly, an extremely fine crack appeared from the eunuch's face to his belly.
A slender white and tender jade hand came out of it, and this graceful figure actually broke out of the eunuch's body.
She was a woman with a sensual and charming face, and her curly long hair was extremely sultry, paired with a high bun. She looked charming but extremely noble.
The entire body of red silk is edged with golden silk threads, and the most shocking thing is that there are actually several golden dragons sewn on it.
"Buddha body, do you really want to cooperate with that old guy?"
There was no blood on the woman's body, but the old eunuch's body was completely wiped out along with the ghost.
Emperor Fengyu frowned: "The body of karma, you only know the obstacles to the Buddha's karma, but how do you know that this country of thousands of miles is already on the verge of collapse."
The woman called "Ye" sat in Emperor Fengyu's arms and stretched out a hand to lift her chin:
"This should be what the emperor should be concerned about, not you, Master Master!"
"I can feel that the old guy has a lot of karma. It is better to say that he is a demon than a Bodhisattva."
"If we can kill and devour it, the Yangshen Avenue will be just around the corner."
Emperor Fengyu put his hand in front of the woman and played with it:
"Others won't fare much better. At least this old guy has lived for so long and can keep the peace and stability of our royal family in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
At this time, the dragon energy in the sky began to gradually oscillate.
The two of them looked at the lingering clouds on Shenjing City.
A sense of crisis surged into his heart, and Emperor Fengyu couldn't help but sigh:
"Although the emperor's body is strong, he does not want to merge the three bodies into one."
His brows became uncertain: "I don't know whether it is good or bad to cultivate the "Three Bodies of Buddhism"..."
"In turbulent times, it's good to be able to seek skin from a tiger."
…
As the dragon energy poured into Xie Que's body, he actually felt as if he had transformed into a real dragon that could ride on clouds and mist.
At this time, he was flying high in the sky, cruising his thousands of miles of land.
Suddenly, the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers turned into a pattern, engraved on Xie Que's back.
Xie Que's body shape actually began to expand in order to adapt to the tattoo.
A vast force of energy and blood gushes out from the heart like a torrent, constantly filling in the missing parts of this map of the country, the country, and the country.
By the time the pattern completely rested on Xie Que's body, his figure had grown to four meters tall.
During this period, due to the continuous absorption of Qi and blood power, Xie Que had reached the power of the Eighteen Lands.
After everything returned to calm, the dragon tablet in front of Xie Que was completely shattered into powder and drifted away along with the water patterns.
Xie Que felt the tattoos that covered almost his entire back and didn't know what their purpose was.
At least with Xie Que's current strength, he couldn't feel the slightest trace of dragon energy.
He could feel that the speed at which he was absorbing the qi and blood in his heart had accelerated a lot.
As a century-old qi movement of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it should be more than that. This is an incredible thing.
But it can only be left to be explored in the future.
Xie Que pondered for a while and used some bone-shrinking techniques to shrink his body back to a height of less than two meters.
He buried the two fragments together in a ditch at the bottom of the river, and then swam out of the water.
Xie Que's top was already torn when he was underwater, and his pants were only slightly seamed due to their loose fit.
The power of Qi and blood was distributed at will, quickly evaporating the water from his body, and Xie Que walked towards home.
Looking at it now, I have already obtained everything I could get from the backup I left behind.
Including his own body and two fragments, he also gained many unknown secrets.
As Xie Que was walking, he noticed several more exclamations coming from not far away.
It's like talking about "meat" or something like that.
Xie Que leaned closer to listen, and sure enough, among them was a nun from the Wulian Dao.
Just like before, the strange fat meat in the water tank was being distributed to the villagers.
Xie Que decided not to alert others this time, after all, these villagers had already eaten the meat.
I went over and shocked the nun, fearing that these villagers would die as brutally as before.
It would be better to go see where the Wulian Dao's stronghold is and report it to the Demon Suppressing Division when the time comes.
Or if there are some not-so-strong Taoists, it would be a good idea to lure them all in by yourself.
After Xie Que hid in the woods and waited for a while, the nun left due to the kindness of the villagers.
Xie Que hid behind him and followed him secretly.