6-The Trapped Dragon Emerges From the Abyss (1/2)
"The trapped dragon lock will absorb its vitality and suppress its loss of control. If you are not 100% sure, don't unlock it."
Nangong Yue told Si Qingyan the secret formula to control the trapped dragon lock.
"I see."
"Um."
Nangong Yue was silent for a while before bringing Si Qingyan back to the place where the black dragon was imprisoned.
"Here we come, brother!" Heilong's eyes widened when he saw Si Qingyan.
"Brother Long, I'm here to save you." Si Qingyan greeted with a smile.
Nangong Yue didn't come out.
"Actually, I'm used to this place. It's just a bit boring. Just finish telling the story of your youth and leave. I don't need your help."
Black Dragon said in an angry voice.
Si Qingyan was still sitting on the jade platform and said with a smile:
"Brother, don't worry, I have a sure way to save you."
"It won't hurt you, right? Although you used to be the Eternal God Emperor, it doesn't look like you can do it now... I just think it's OK to wait a little longer. It doesn't mean you are weak..."
Heilong stared at Si Qingyan with some hesitation.
The little brother is not even a foot tall, but he looks very good.
"I know, let's try it first."
Si Qingyan waved.
The black dragon then leaned his head over and asked:
"Brother, can your eyes see?"
"Yes, thanks to Brother Long's blood." Si Qingyan originally made it up casually, not wanting Hei Long to believe it and be a little concerned.
"What's there... If you need it, I still have it." Black Dragon was a little embarrassed. It has nothing. In fact, it only has this body of flesh and blood. If it can help the new friends it makes, it doesn't hurt to dig some.
"No need, it might hurt a little, this fire can swallow the underworld butterfly."
A dark red flame appeared in Si Qingyan's hand.
"Underworld Butterfly... I seem to have heard of it somewhere?" Black Dragon scratched his head in confusion.
"I'm too old to remember." Heilong finally gave up.
"go--"
The flames were like a ball of burning blood, wrapping around the black dragon's claws, trying to separate the power of the underworld butterfly within.
Black Dragon remained silent.
Its tolerance for pain is already very high. At this level, it is not uncomfortable.
"I don't feel good." It felt that its paws smelled a little good.
"I think so too."
Si Qingyan stopped firing.
The power of the underworld butterfly in the black dragon is somewhat different from the pure underworld butterfly.
Originally, the underworld butterfly seemed both virtual and real, with very strange properties. It did not have the characteristics of the cycle of life and death of all things, and there was only a dead silence.
The black dragon is alive in death, and the power of the underworld butterfly seems to have become its blood and its power, completely integrated and unable to be separated. If it is forcibly removed, its body and soul may not be preserved.
"Little brother, is it okay?"
Black Dragon was a little frustrated.
"There are other ways. Do you sometimes feel like you can't control yourself?"
"Hmm." Black Dragon nodded.
Every once in a while, it will go crazy, and when it wakes up, it will forget what happened during that period.
Often when he wakes up, his scales fall all over the floor, his bones are exposed, and the surrounding area is in a mess, with the trapped dragon tightly tying him up.
It just lay there, quietly waiting for its body to grow.
"The Sleeping Dragon Lock is actually not to lock you here, it is to protect you. I can modify the Sleeping Dragon Lock so that as long as you wear it, you won't lose control. But it can never be taken off."
"Then you can change it, I don't want to take it off either."
The black dragon has become accustomed to the existence of the trapped dragon lock.
Sometimes it is annoying, but for a long time, the only things that have accompanied it are the trapped dragon lock and a talisman.
Si Qingyan melted the immortal demon flame into the trapped dragon lock, forming a kind of balance under the suppression. As long as he does not die and there is no problem with the trapped dragon lock, the black dragon will no longer lose control and can be taken out of Taiyi Ancient Realm.
"The trapped dragon lock has become a lot heavier." The black dragon is a bit novel.
"Fu Zhuan, do you want me to take it off?" Si Qingyan asked.
If the black dragon does not lose control, his soul will be in a stable state, and the talisman transformed by Dao Yi will have no effect.
Black Dragon hesitated for a while.
Its soul is sealed by the talisman, and it has always hated this talisman.
After thinking for a while, Black Dragon shook his head.
"It's better to keep it. It's been so long, and the person who sealed me in the first place should be dead."
"If I really take it off, I would still be reluctant to part with it."
"Wait for me for a while, I will bring you out soon." Si Qingyan touched the black dragon's claws.
"Then you have to come quickly." Black Dragon watched eagerly as Si Qingyan disappeared, his huge body like a hill.
"Is it okay if you take it out?" Nangong Yue asked.
"No problem. I can control it, and it's actually in pretty good shape."
"It's better for it to stay with you to avoid problems with the trapped dragon lock." Since Pangpang can't be purified, it's better to follow Si Qingyan. If something goes wrong and the underworld butterflies wreak havoc again, even if Si Qingyan can restrain himself, it will cause a lot of trouble.
"I will sign an equal contract with it, senior brother Nangong, don't worry."
"If it is completely out of control, it will lose its intelligence. Don't be soft-hearted." Nangong Yue warned.
"I won't let it get out of control." Si Qingyan said solemnly.
Countless people in the Dao Palace died, leaving it alone. It should swim in the sky and see the world it has saved.
Nangong Yue nodded slightly and said:
"The Dao Palace has inherited the luck of this world for a long time. It has accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years and is very considerable. Every time I give some to the talented children to make up for their losses in the secret realm. Some people with top qualifications and temperament have also seen the Dark Butterfly, but none of them has the method of restraint like you. I can only erase their related memories and fill in other things. I will give more to such people."
"When you go out, I will give you the luck. In the future, you will definitely be able to compete for the throne of the emperor. I hope you can treat Pangpang well. If the Dark Butterfly is born, please take it. In addition, you need to make a vow. Although I trust you at this moment, I don’t know what will happen in the future. It will be more reassuring to have a vow to bind me."
"Okay."
Si Qingyan made a vow as he said, and a golden light descended from the sky, splitting it into two, with Si Qingyan and Nangong Yue each holding half.
"You need a suitable identity to take over the fortune of the Dao Palace. I want you to worship Dao Ying, the last palace master of the Dao Palace, as your teacher. From now on, you will be the only heir of the Dao Palace in the land of Cangya."
"The inheritance of the Dao Palace will be given to you. If you meet someone with good character, morality and qualifications, you can pass it on."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Nangong." Si Qingyan bowed.
"Junior brother." Nangong Yue also saluted Si Qingyan, but did not say anything else, everything is self-evident.
How lucky it is to meet a successor at the end of the world and ask him to take Pang Pang away.
"Senior Brother Nangong, have you ever thought about leaving this place?"
"I can't leave. Maybe there will be a dark butterfly in the future. It will be received here as soon as possible. I will notify you when the time comes."
Si Qingyan said no more.
Pang Pang can still go out, but Nangong Yue is afraid that he can only stay in the Taiyi Ancient Realm.
"This is the ranking of my ancestors in the Dao Palace."
Nangong Yue brought Si Qingyan to the place of sacrifice. At a glance, there were thousands of monuments like a forest.
Si Qingyan looked at them one by one and memorized their names. Walking to the jade tablet of the Daoying Palace Master, Nangong Yue asked Si Qingyan to bow three times.
"I have no grace to raise and teach you, so I don't have to kneel down."
Si Qingyan understood.
Nangong Yue took Si Qingyan to a huge ink tablet, with only one big word on the front - "Tao". The strokes were stunning and the charm was extraordinary. Carrying the loneliness and vicissitudes of the ages, one glance makes people fall into it. The stars rotate, the sun and the moon change, life and death, only Tao lasts forever.
Si Qingyan was stunned for a while before waking up.
Looking at the ink tablet again, he felt that the word "Tao" was a little dim.
"After a few years, the Tao charm will recover." Nangong Yue explained.
Si Qingyan nodded and walked to the back of the ink tablet. There were dozens of names on it, many of which started with the word Tao.
"The founder of the Dao Palace was an unknown cultivator. He left this stele and accepted three disciples, which led to the Dao Palace today."
"The three disciples had unknown origins and were given the surname Dao. The first one was pure and inaction, did not enter the mainstream, and practiced Shangqing Dao; the second one emphasized virtue and self-cultivation, followed the destiny of heaven, and practiced Yuqing Dao; the last one was only for his original heart, fought with heaven for his life, and practiced Taiqing Dao. The Dao Palace was established by three Tianzun. The first two Tianzun transcended this world, and the lineage of Taiqing Tianzun was respected as the palace master."
"Most of the palace masters are the direct descendants of the three Tianzun. Those predecessors who are not surnamed Dao are the disciples of the previous palace master. If there was no disaster of the dark butterfly, Li Yixuan should be the next palace master."
"So that's it."
Si Qingyan carved his name at the bottom.
"If the Dao stele recognizes you, you will be allowed to keep your name on it."
Si Qingyan nodded slowly.
After carving, his name shone with golden light and rose rapidly, climbing to the top before stopping.
"How can there be such profound merits?"
Nangong Yue was a little confused.
Even if he was reincarnated as a Buddha for ten lifetimes, he would not have such terrifying merits.
The ranking of the Dao Monument mainly depends on merits and luck.
Si Qingyan was very calm. In fact, he had a lot of karma. He couldn't even remember how many lives died in his hands.
"I am more relieved now." Nangong Yue looked at Si Qingyan with a change of expression, as if he was looking at a rare treasure. With so many merits, he must be a kind-hearted person. Si Qingyan was a little embarrassed to be looked at.
The Dao Monument roared, and a jade seal emerged from it and floated in front of Si Qingyan. Four words were engraved below - the Great Dao is the Mysterious.
"This is the inheritance seal of the Dao Palace."
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for teaching me."
Si Qingyan put away the jade seal and saluted Nangong Yue again.
"Meet the Palace Master." Nangong Yue was respectful and solemn, kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times.
He was not only kneeling for Si Qingyan, but also for the identity of the inheritor and the Palace Master of the Dao Palace.
Si Qingyan instantly felt like a mountain on his shoulders, and endless luck, along with heavy responsibilities, connected him.
The whole world became much clearer, the operation of the laws was vivid, and everything was clearly presented in front of him.
As a hero of this world and the darling of the world consciousness, the Dao Palace has a heavy luck. Since the end of the Dao Palace era, no sect can suppress the universe on its own, and only the strong can be ranked side by side. Looking at the inside of the Dao Palace, only part of the luck has supported disciples such as Nangong Yue, Li Yixuan, Daoyi, and Pangpang. Si Qingyan inherited most of it alone, plus the original increase of the "Dao Darling", the luck instantly soared to a very terrifying level.
"The Palace Master can break through the spiritual realm here. With the protection of the Dao Monument, there may be different gains."
"You will leave after the breakthrough?"
"Yes."
"Wait a minute."
Si Qingyan sat down cross-legged, thinking for a moment, and then drew blood from his fingertips and carved out divine texts in the void.
"The heavens are witnesses, and sacrifices are made to the heroes of the Dao Palace."
"The emperor gave him a jade plan with a golden basket, and ordered him to go down to the earth to open up the crowd. Since Dao Gongzi, he was ordered to report his merits. Up to now, the seventy-two kings have left traces of the altar..."
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"Those who lose their lives to protect the common people will be able to enter the afterlife."
…
Thousands of divine inscriptions were carved from Si Qingyan's hands, looming in the void.
The bright red blood was faintly glowing with golden light, and sword energy was flowing.
This made every word he wrote condensed and unbreakable, and was unstoppable. The bright red quickly precipitated and turned into a dark gold color, as heavy as a thousand pieces of stone.
People who are corrupted by the underworld butterfly have no souls left.
Nangong Yue is the obsession left behind by countless people before they die.
At this moment, little bits of light reappeared in this space under the influence of divine words. The dissipated true spirit was re-manifested by Si Qingyan. Although there were no three souls or seven souls, there was still a chance to re-enter the reincarnation.
It's a pity that here there are only the true spirits of people who died in Taiyi Ancient Realm.
There are no people who sink into the forbidden abyss.
The entrance to reincarnation is opened, and the Manzhushahua is as red as blood.
Those true spirits only had instincts left, and they all entered through the entrance. Only the last point of light was left, which was held in Nangong Yue's hand. That is his true spirit.
"Senior brother, you can go too. I will always pay attention to Ming Die's matter." Si Qingyan said.
Nangong Yue gently held her hand, and the light spot turned into nothingness, and said with a smile:
"Palace Master, there must be someone guarding the Dao Palace."
"It's like entering the past life, it seems like I am not myself."
"Senior brother, you are a great virtue." Si Qingyan admired Nangong Yue's choice.
"I just can't bear it, how can I be considered a great virtue." Nangong Yue smiled, clearly free and easy, and in Si Qingyan's eyes, she felt desolate and unspeakable.
"Palace Master, please break through."
Although Si Qingyan was a little weak due to blood loss, she was in good spirits.
The instinct he was born with can sometimes play an unexpected role. It may not be able to turn the tide, but it can leave some comfort in the turbulent years and devastation.
To step into the spiritual realm from the ordinary realm, one needs to understand the artistic conception of heaven and earth.
Naturally, the bigger and more majestic the artistic conception is, the better. When Si Qingyan decided to make a breakthrough, many grand scenes appeared around him.
The immortal fell and passed away, and the snow in Kyushu was red.
Listen to the cry of blood, and the underworld will be reestablished.
The stars were shining brightly, and thousands of people cheered.
The war is raging and the night is dawning.
…
Along the way, the scenery is meandering.
The joy of strolling in the courtyard, on the night of the blood moon, has transformed into a sonorous and proud man who stands tall. The faith of all living beings has achieved his glory. From then on, his glory will never be extinguished.
Like a young bird breaking out of its shell, the heaven and earth trembled slightly.
Between blood and fire, he held a sharp sword, with a bright moon rising behind him, and countless streams of light falling from the sky.
Flowers, plants and trees are flourishing, and birds, beasts, insects and ants are running around.
The waves of rivers, lakes and oceans sound, and the wind in the mountains and valleys rumbles.
Countless spiritual energy swept in, wrapping Si Qingyan into a thick cocoon.
Nangong Yue watched silently.
It was a bit shocking at first, but after more times, it became numb.
What is the background of this new palace master?
Could it be the reincarnation of the Holy Spirit?
It will never be humiliating to hand over the Dao Palace to him. He can be considered worthy of being a fellow teacher.
Other people's breakthroughs can only attract spiritual power with similar attributes. Some people have low qualifications and have to rely on external means to gather spiritual power. Unlike the Palace Master, no matter what attribute the power is, they all swarm in, for fear of being late and not being able to catch up.
It is also because the gathered spiritual power attributes are too complex, turning into chaos, unknowable, unsearchable, and extremely terrifying.
It's a pity that I can't witness him challenging the heavens with his sword.
At that time, the name of Daogong will surely shine with him.
Si Qingyan's body underwent great transformation during this process. The sword bones of the lotus embryo have been repeatedly refined, and they appear to be empty and pure, but in reality they are hidden and majestic. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old at first, but now he has grown up a bit, and looks to be around twenty. Although he has a top-notch appearance, his temperament is even more outstanding, and his aura is pure and pure. On the contrary, his beautiful appearance is suppressed, and he is only left with a peerless appearance. feeling.
The disciples of the Taoist Palace are all dressed in white. Countless deceased people have been reincarnated today. Si Qingyan also wears a white Taoist robe, spotless.
"Senior brother, I'll leave a strange fire here. If another underworld butterfly comes in, it can eat it."
"This fire is called the Immortal Demonic Flame."
"From now on, I will let the name of Dao Palace resound throughout the world."
"Underworld Butterfly, I will also eradicate it completely."
Nangong Yue smiled, and the strange fire flying out of Si Qingyan's fingertips turned into many bloody butterflies, which stayed in the Taiyi Ancient Realm.
"Palace Master, I wish you a smooth road ahead."
Si Qingyan sensed a repulsive force, grabbed the confused black dragon, and appeared outside Taiyi Ancient Territory.
"Who came out first? The trial is over!"
"Jing Liuli has a total of ninety-one points, which is terrifying, but it is still ranked second."
"This heir of the Si family is still ranked first, and his score has not even been revealed. Such a thing has never happened in the past countless years."
"Maybe there is something wrong with Taiyi Ancient Realm? Maybe he only has ninety-two points."
"If I had a peanut to drink with, I wouldn't make you drink like this. It's only ninety-two. Damn it, it would be nice if you could get twenty points if you go in..."
There was a lot of discussion outside, and many people were looking forward to it.
"So many people!" Black Dragon was startled at first and subconsciously wanted to hide.
However, its body was too huge to hide behind Si Qingyan.
"Ahhhhhhh-"
"What a huge beast!"
"It's a dragon! Why does it appear here..."
The black dragon's cultivation was terrifying, and its aura was still there. Just looking at its body made people's eyes hurt and bleed. Countless onlookers below screamed and ran away.
"Boom--"
There was a thunder in the sky, and the black dragon stared blankly.
Si Qingyan thought it was not good, and was afraid that the black dragon's cultivation had reached the upper limit and was about to transform.
"Brother, I'm a little scared."
"First find a place with few people to pass the tribulation."
Si Qingyan looked around, and those people didn't run far.
It is absolutely impossible to pass the tribulation here. There will be many people coming out of the Taiyi Ancient Realm. If they are affected by the thunder tribulation, it will be difficult to survive.
"Brother, come to my head, I can fly fast."
Si Qingyan jumped and sat between the two horns of the black dragon.
"Let's go!"
The black dragon roared and flew to the highest mountain in the jungle.
Now, the onlookers were excited again.
"Is the dragon head the young ancestor of the Si family?"
"Is that his protector? Or is it the dragon brought out from the Taiyi Ancient Realm?"
"That dragon is going to undergo the transformation tribulation!"
"As long as we are far away, we will not be affected."
"That's right. This is the first time I've seen a dragon! It seems to have five claws! Could it be a pure-blooded dragon? There haven't been pure-blooded dragons for hundreds of thousands of years!"
"How is it possible? That's a black dragon, very violent, and has always been rejected by the orthodox dragons. Even if it has five claws, it is a mixed blood..."
When Si Wujiu and others appeared, the secret realm was empty.
There were a few guards waiting for their young master to come out, and they looked a bit desolate.
Almost everyone had come out, but Si Wujiu still hadn't found his young ancestor.
Jing Liuli also saw the ranking and wanted to see Si Qingyan very much, so he asked the accompanying monk:
"Have you seen Si Qingyan?"
"Not sure if it's him."
"Where are the others?" Jing Liuli asked again.
"There is a sword cultivator in white clothes, who took a black dragon to overcome the tribulation."
Si Wujiu understood it all at once.
That's right!
In his previous life, his young ancestor had brought out a black dragon in the Taiyi Ancient Realm, but the thunder tribulation was so terrible that the area within a thousand miles was struck into nothingness by the thunder tribulation. Later, many old immortals appeared and wanted to kill the dragon to share the blood, but they were struck to pieces by the thunder tribulation caused by the young ancestor, and the Si family became the target of public criticism.
He didn't know what the black dragon ended up with.
The young ancestor later grew up rapidly, and when he challenged the heavens with his sword, he didn't see the black dragon.
At this time in his previous life, he was still staying in the clan, eating and waiting to die, and he didn't even hear about the thunder tribulation and the black dragon until a long time later. No, he had to call all the elders in the clan to come out and support the young ancestor! The dragon belongs to the young ancestor, and those old troublemakers can't mess it up!
But, but...will all the tragedies happen again?
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