Chapter 24: Washing the Marrow and Obtaining Dragon Strength

  The Great King of the Mountain didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was clear to everyone: whoever took advantage of me would also have to take on a share of responsibility for the safety of the hunter with the surname Nie.

  No problem, Xuan Kong originally wanted to keep Nie Xiaoqian's father anyway. Now, he got a free thousand-year-old Shan Gui as a thug, and also got an extra treasure for nothing. The small white dragon Ao Lie, this is the dragon pearl of the small white dragon Ao Lie when he was the third prince of the Western Sea.

  Although he still didn't know what was going on, Xuan Kong was also delighted and beaming with joy.

  In his heart, the cool breeze of this night was not blown in vain. To be able to connect with the characters in such a mythological story and share a few sparks of romance is, of course, very satisfying for Xuan Kong, who still retains memories of his past life!

  He casually uttered a few words, and Xu Kong himself conjured up a gust of clear wind, rolling up his bed board and taking it back to the Yuwei Caotang.

  He placed the Ao Lie's dragon bead on the wooden table, and for once, he didn't sit down to cultivate his skills, but instead pondered what kind of effect this dragon bead had. Xuan Kong stared at the dragon bead for half a day, although he saw a jade dragon slowly swimming inside the bead, it seemed like there was no real spiritual reaction.

  In the depths of his heart, he had a vague understanding. When Xiao Bai Long Ao Lie obtained the Western Heaven Buddha Fruit, for some reason, he insisted on shedding his original body. So, he sealed all his dragon powers into the Dragon Pearl and switched to practicing Buddhist scriptures.

  He slightly sank his voice: "The subtlety of this Buddhist Dharma is indeed unparalleled, but why did Ao Lie Taizi have to transform his body's dragon power so decisively back then?" This approach was almost similar to Nezha cutting flesh and returning it to his father, and scraping bones to return them to his mother during the Canopy Heaven Battle.

  Are they all ordinary rebellious and unrighteous? Is there any hidden situation among them?

  After all, it's easy to get the treasure, and Xu Kong is also prone to overthinking. He's afraid that what Mountain Demon King said was not true, and when the time comes, he'll be foolishly showing off the Dragon Ball and inviting trouble for no reason. Thinking back to his conversation with Mountain Demon King, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like a good person either.

  Still calculating, let the Lingshan Sect go as the vanguard to confront Ci Hang Pu Du Zhenren.

  He sighed, Xuan Kong pinched his hands to prepare for the seal, planning to seal the dragon ball until his own abilities grew stronger before studying it further. Having made up his mind, Xuan Kong casually cast a spell, which turned out to be the secret transmission of the Cuishan Sect's "Yulei True Spell".

  The Jade Dragon Pearl was hit by the Thunderbolt Seal, and instantly emitted a million golden lights.

  Xuan Kong's face turned dull, and he shook his head with a bitter smile. Only then did he realize: "Wrong, wrong! The Dragon Clan was originally the God of Wind and Rain. Using the Thunder Seal to seal it would only stimulate the dragon power within." Looking at the golden light scattered all over the grass hut, Xuan Kong stretched out his hand and wiped it with his sleeve, activating the restrictions in the Yuewei Caotang, suppressing the golden light inside the house and preventing it from shooting out.

  Just as he was thinking about which method to use to seal the Dragon Ball, Xu Kong's mind suddenly flashed and he clapped his hands with a laugh: "I originally wanted to come up with a way to control the Dragon Ball, now isn't this a case of accidental success?"

  He was originally heartbroken and desperate to find a way to use the Dragon Balls, but after trying all sorts of methods without success, he finally decided to seal them away.

  The jade dragon in the Dragon Ball suddenly let out a loud roar and burst out of the round, transparent bead with a sharp and powerful posture. Xuankong was shocked and thought to himself, "Could it be that Xiaobailong Ao Lie has found out that Shan Gui Da Wang gave the dragon clan to me, so he's using this as an excuse to show his power?"

  He waved his hand and a purple sun talisman flew out of his sleeve, which was written by the true man of Ziyang of Maoshan himself.

  The divine seal wrapped around the dragon pearl, but it didn't hinder the movement of the jade dragon inside at all. It directly pierced through the talisman and brought the power of ten thousand tons of thunder to blast into Xu Kong's head, making his body pause for a moment, feeling only a mess in his mind.

  Past life's, this life's, all the fragments that have been experienced are flashing before one's eyes.

  Xuán Kōng's body was motionless, a helpless bitter smile appeared on his face. For twenty years in this world, even in his dreams, he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivating the Taoist techniques, hoping to forget the memories of his past life. Unexpectedly, today, the Jade Dragon Pearl had drawn them all out together.

  A cultivator has many taboos, most fearing entering demonic realms due to reckless ambition.

  And this demonic possession is divided into two kinds: one is the external demon god incarnate attachment, and the other is the internal demon head's illusory manifestation.

  Xuan Kong is now being manipulated by the inner demon, and a wisp of black air has broken through the defensive formation of Yuwei Caotang, attacking from outside. However, his own body cannot move at all. Then, in his heart, he begins to think wildly: "I don't know if I'll still be alive tonight, if I die here because of my mistake, how many people will mourn for me?"

  "Hmm, Master will definitely count as one!" He calculated in his heart: "Xiang Yu and Hong Xue have been friends with me for many years, probably they will also be sad for me for a moment. And Li Zhenren of Lianchang Mountain, Xuanyou Xianbo of Chicheng Mountain, perhaps... even the little dragon girl from Beihai..."

  Gradually, the bitter smile on Xuan Kong's face turned into a smile. In his previous life, he had made many friends who would die for him, and in this life, it was no different. As long as he didn't die, there were still opportunities to experience more. At least, he couldn't let down those beauties who cared about and protected him, nor could he betray the trust of his seniors.

  Later on, his face was completely devoid of smile, with only the thought of survival in mind, he was determined not to die like this in his own home.

  Xuan Kong's desire for survival reached its peak, and the jade dragon hovering above his head suddenly let out a mighty roar towards the sky. Indeed, the Dragon Pearl of the Western Sea's Third Prince was incredibly powerful, directly shattering the defensive formation of the Yuewei Caotang and piercing through the air with a thread of moonlight.

  The moonlight shines on the Jade Dragon's body, making it even more smooth and lustrous.

  It let out a long, sonorous roar, its voice thick and distant, carrying a hint of desolation from the ancient times of chaos, its strange tone originating from the ancient heritage of the dragon tribe. Compared to the heritage of other races, few can be compared to that of the dragon tribe.

  Although the Four Seas Dragon Kings are not considered top-notch in terms of status and power among the three realms now, if placed in ancient times, even before the time of the Witch and Demon tribes, they were a dominant force that ruled the world.

  Innumerable memories surged into Xuan Kong's mind, a legacy from the depths of the Dragon Clan's bloodline.

  In the ancient times, the dragon clan ruled the sea, the qilin governed the land, and the phoenix dominated the sky. The three clans coexisted, and all living things thrived around them. Xuan Kong felt a refreshing power flowing through his limbs, slowly cleansing every strand of his blood, making it almost identical to that of the dragon clan.

  He smiled, already understanding that this was a gift from the Dragon Ball, memories of knowledge inherited from the ancient dragon tribe billions of years ago barely sealed in his own sea of consciousness. He was shocked, could it be that the dragon's body was so powerful, and at birth, he could inherit such a vast amount of knowledge?

  This is a misunderstanding of Xu Kong, the dragon ball in his hand comes from the Western Ocean's Third Prince Ao Lie before he became a Buddha, at that time Ao Lie was already on the path to becoming a Bodhisattva, how could his understanding be grasped by an ordinary Daoist?

  Fortunately, Xuan Kong had the self-awareness and did not forcibly refine the Dragon Ball. Instead, he absorbed the inherited memories from the Dragon Ball and suppressed the dragon's power back into the ball. After going through an indescribable agony, Xuan Kong finally regained control over his own body.

  He was delighted to discover that although his true yuan total had not increased much, it was much more refined than before, and the movement of his hands was also lighter and more agile.

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