The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

In Jiuyin Mountain.

under the pine trees.

The wine jar is empty.

The old fox lying on the ground slowly sat up.

As it sits up, it elongates and gradually becomes human.

But in the blink of an eye, he turned into a white-robed old man with white hair and a childlike face, with a fairy demeanor and a high-spirited demeanor.

"Brother Dao, this hexagram is to test the good and bad luck of the clan?" Zhuang Ming approached and looked down at the hexagram.

"Exactly." The old man replied.

"How about the hexagram?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"Hazy." The old man said.

"Ethnic groups are involved, and the matter is of great importance, so it cannot be calculated?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"No, it was estimated three days ago that the omen of great misfortune is now hazy." The old man stroked his beard slightly, with a strange expression on his face, and said, "If it is hazy, it is difficult to distinguish good and bad, but it is better than before, showing a omen of great ominous danger." .”

"Brother Dao's words make some sense." Zhuang Ming nodded slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, sit down." The old man stretched out his hand, and the dust on the ground immediately turned into tables and chairs. He let out a light breath, and suddenly became quiet, like a jade stone.

"Good method." Zhuang Ming praised, if he still has the body of a real dragon, he can do it with magic power, but now he only has a strong physique, and only brute force.

"Small tricks, fellow daoist praise."

After saying this, the old man took a deep look at Zhuang Ming.

Three days ago, the hexagram was an ominous omen.

That night, the sky changed, and a thunderbolt streaked across the sky, splitting the sky.

The gap in the void disappeared in a flash, and something fell inside, and I don't know what it was.

But after that day, the hexagram was blurred.

He suspected that it was a crack in the void, which disturbed the heavenly secrets and could not be calculated.

But he was even more skeptical because this person came from the clan.

This person cannot be calculated, so the good and bad luck of the clan is also hazy.

Something fell from the crack in the void, and he vaguely began to suspect that what fell was indeed the person in front of him.

If it really came from the void, then this person should be the fairy god in the legend.

But now this person does not have the might of a fairy.

Is it because in the void, he was severely injured, and he no longer has the cultivation base of a fairy god?

"I already have a rough understanding of the situation of the fox family."

Zhuang Ming said: "This time, Fellow Daoist can tell all about the Nine Yin Stones, and it can be said to be honest..."

The great elder of the Fox Clan heard the words, and hurriedly said: "Then, what do fellow Taoists think this time, what should we do?"

Zhuang Ming shook his head slightly, and said: "The wolf king is almost the most profound, you and I work together, and we are not rivals."

He didn't think too much of himself because he had killed many peak Zhenxuan, and he regarded the wolf king of the sixth realm of Zhenxuan as nothing.

At this time, at that time, he currently does not have the power to kill the peak Zhenxuan, nor does he have the capital to overlook the high-level Zhenxuan.

He has self-knowledge and a clear understanding of the current situation.

The Great Elder of the Fox Clan sank in his heart.

This young man didn't seem to be the unfathomable fairy god in his mind. He didn't have the kind of rebelliousness that looked down on the world, nor did he have the kind of domineering that regarded the wolf king as his prey.

This young man is really not strong enough to solve the danger of the fox clan.

From this point of view, is it still inevitable for the Fox clan to take the risk of extermination and relocate outside Yinshan Mountain?

"The Great Elder, don't be discouraged." Zhuang Ming lightly snapped his fingers, stroked the little white fox on his shoulder, looked at the old man, and said, "The Great Elder and I are no match for the wolf king, but it doesn't mean that this situation is impossible. dissolve."

"If you can't beat the wolf king, how can you eliminate this crisis?" The great elder of the fox clan asked with a frown.

"Has the Great Elder ever thought about driving away tigers and devouring wolves?" Zhuang Ming said with a light smile.

"You mean the Tiger King?" The little white fox suddenly said, shaking his head, "That big tiger ate our grandma ten years ago, but it was also injured by our grandma, and now it can't beat the Wolf King." gone."

"And the blood feud between it and our fox clan cannot be reconciled. We will not bow to it, and it will not help us." The elder shook his head and said, "If it hadn't eaten grandma, with the help of grandma Zhenxuan the sixth Even if we don't have the level of cultivation, that wolf king won't be following us."

"Is there still this entanglement?" Zhuang Ming was a little surprised when he heard this, and said, "But what I'm talking about is not the tiger king."

"Isn't it the Tiger King?" The Great Elder seemed quite astonished, and the little white fox was even more confused.

"The topography map of mountains and rivers given to me by Elder Shicai has a radius of 30,000 miles. From then on, go 6,000 miles to the southwest, and you will come out of Yinshan Mountain, and then continue 13,000 miles to the southwest, and there is a Taoist temple." Zhuang Ming said: "It is marked on the topography map of mountains and rivers that this Taoist temple is called Ziyan Temple. .”

"That's right." The Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and said, "You want Ziyan Temple to help my Fox Clan?"

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Ming said slowly with his usual expression.

"The Taoists of Ziyan Temple have always liked to subdue demons and eliminate demons. If we and other monsters step out of the Yin Mountain and step into the world, we will be regarded as a disaster for the world and be killed on the spot. We cannot do without the Yin Mountain. "The Great Elder smiled wryly and said: "Don't talk about stepping out of Yinshan Mountain, even if we keep our own place, those Taoists usually come to Yinshan Mountain to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures in order to refine medicine and treasures. Don't ask what's wrong, cut it off with a sword, take it back to make alchemy and treasure... In the past hundred years, thirty-two members of my fox clan have been beheaded by cultivators, and their furs have been used to make magic robes."

"Since you can't go to Ziyan Temple, how about I go?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"So what if you go? Why does Ziyan Temple help my Fox Clan?" asked the Great Elder.

"With the wonderful function of Jiuyin Spring." Zhuang Ming said with a smile.

"This is the supreme treasure of my fox clan, the foundation of my foothold, how can I give it up to Ziyan Temple?" The Great Elder's heart sank when he heard this.

"This critical situation involves the survival of the fox clan. Even if the relocation goes smoothly, there will be no more Jiuyin Springs available within a thousand years, and more than half of the people will be killed or injured." Zhuang Ming said: "Even if all the Jiuyin Springs are offered for offerings in these thousands of years, you It's not a loss... and saved the lives of many fox clans."

"But what about after a thousand years?" the Great Elder asked.

"I said earlier that even if you make an offering for a thousand years, it will not be a loss." Zhuang Ming said indifferently: "But I didn't say that you need to make a thousand-year offering for Ziyan Temple."

"It doesn't take a thousand years?" The Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and said, "How many years does it take?"

"Within a hundred years, Jiuyin Spring will still belong to the Fox Clan," Zhuang Ming said.

"The Purple Mist Temple only needs the Jiuyin Spring of my Fox Clan's hundred years?" The Great Elder was a little stunned, a little unbelievable.

"Ziyan Temple is such a big sect. In the face of such interests, they will naturally not be so generous and benevolent, let alone give up Jiuyin Spring after a hundred years." Zhuang Ming said: "But after a hundred years, Jiuyin Spring will still belong to the fox. Clan, this is my promise to you."

"Are you sure you can retrieve the Jiuyin Spring within a hundred years?" the Great Elder asked in surprise.

"Of course there is." Zhuang Ming said calmly.

"But relying on Jiuyin Spring alone, I'm afraid it may not be able to invite Ziyan Temple." The Great Elder said.

"You have underestimated the magical effect of Jiuyin Spring. You must know that the peril in your family comes from Jiuyin Spring. The magical effect of this spring is more important to Taoists..."

After Zhuang Ming said this, he looked to the southwest.

Driving tigers and devouring wolves, using strength to fight, he used it a lot when he was in the Dongsheng Dynasty, before he became a dragon.

His first business was not obtained by Qian Yang and Yin Ming's plunder, but he gave 70% of the profit to the Lord Fuzun of Huai'an's third mansion at that time.

Even if he had two martial arts masters at that time.

But after all, he is not a bandit who blocks the way.

Force is for deterrence, not for business.

At that time, the business made a profit of 100,000 taels of silver, and he gave away 70,000 taels of silver to the lord of the manor, and another 5,000 taels of silver was used to manage the business, and the remaining 25,000 taels of silver fell into his own pocket.

At that time, he was quite distressed because of the price of this first business, the first collusion between officials and businessmen.

But he knew better that if he didn't cooperate with Mr. Fu Zun, then he wouldn't be able to complete this business.

And if the business fails, even the 25,000 taels will not be earned.

This is his first step as the richest man in Huai'an.

Until later, the development became stronger and stronger, and officials from all over the country had their hands in his hands, and the one who gained more benefits gradually became him, Zhuang Ming himself.

This time driving away tigers and swallowing wolves, handing over Jiuyin Spring to Ziyan Temple, is similar to what happened back then.

"I've always been comfortable with this kind of money-giving."

Zhuang Ming stood up and said flatly, "I'm going to Ziyan Temple right now, and I'll be back in three days."

The Great Elder paused for a moment, and said: "Leave empty-handed, without proof, the old man ordered someone to take twelve bottles of Lingquan, and as a token, hand them over to Ziyan Temple."

Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Aren't you afraid that I will just leave with these twelve bottles of spiritual spring?"

The Great Elder took a deep look at him and said, "This time, you have taught this old man a lesson. If you have the heart to take away these twelve bottles of spiritual springs and treat them as a bundle of cultivation, I will recognize them."

Speaking of this, the fox old man laughed at himself again, and said: "I used to think that I was smart. Among the demon kings of all tribes in Yinshan, I was the most sensitive and considerate in handling things, but under the power of the wolf king, I felt that everything Thoughts and plans are all illusory, it is too powerful, so strong that any strategy is useless, and the demon kings of all parties dare not fight against it for my fox clan, so no matter how I think, I can't break this crisis. You can take the risk and relocate the whole clan. You have found another way out for the clan, the old man feels ashamed..."

Zhuang Ming smiled, took away the spirit spring, and said: "You are a demon clan from Jiuyin Mountain, and your vision is limited to Jiuyin Mountain. You have never thought about the situation outside the mountain. It can be your help. As for the prestige of the wolf king you mentioned..."

He smiled and said: "In the face of too powerful a force, it is true that one force will drop ten times, and any plan is empty talk, but the wolf king is not strong enough, at least not as powerful as Ziyan Temple, so... planning is still useful .”

If the wolf king was the peak Zhenxuan, Ziyan Temple would not be able to offend him.

Then this situation cannot be resolved.

But as he said, the wolf king is not that powerful, and it is not enough for Ziyan Temple to pay too much attention to it, so he can use Ziyan Temple to drive away the wolf and break the situation.

It's just that it's not easy to convince Zi Yanguan.

The Jiuyin Spring alone may not be enough.

But this yin mountain may have greater weight.

"If I have the body of a real dragon at this moment, no matter how much calamity it is, even if it involves the peak true mystery, I can deal with it head-on and defeat the enemy."

"Even if there is a great catastrophe, it will not be as great as the catastrophe that the ancestors of the Tiannan Realm and the East Continent joined forces to siege!"

"But losing the body of a real dragon, I feel like I have lost my strength. Right now, I don't have the capital to deal with the calamity head-on, so I can only care about everything and play tricks."

Zhuang Ming sighed in his heart, ever since he cultivated into the body of a real dragon, he often used force to break through everything he encountered, and he rarely encountered such a situation.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the time when Dongsheng Dynasty started from scratch with Qianyang and Yinming.

In fact, it has only been a short period of more than ten years so far, and for a great practitioner like him, it is like a flick of a finger.

But looking back at this moment, it seems like a lifetime away.

Perhaps it was because he practiced too fast.

Or maybe it's because he's still too young.

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