Destiny is ashes

Chapter 746: Not as Good as Volcanic Stone Sausage

The strange vision between heaven and earth gradually dissipated, and the afterglow left by Taibai Lingsha radiated through half of the sky. The golden light stream dimmed, but still left a white cloud-like trace.
The pure white was first slowly stained into purple by the sunset glow at the end of the sky, then turned into dim yellow, and finally turned into dim gray-blue after nightfall.

An Jing attained enlightenment and became a useful person. With the help of the fate of Jiuli Bingzhu, he transformed his own life magic weapon into a magical weapon with spiritual charm, a Taibai battle armor.

Perhaps because of Taibai's extreme power, or because An Jing's creation of a magical weapon with great potential shocked all parties, all the sacred places in the Mingjing Sect became silent, with no birds singing, no insects chirping, and even the cattle and sheep in the pastures fell silent, quietly chewing grass.

But at Mingguang Peak, a lively party started again. The entire peak was brightly lit and the aroma of wine filled the air.

In order to celebrate An Jing's forging of his own divine armor, the true disciples and real people from all the peaks came to visit and congratulate him. Even the True Lords from all the peaks sent greetings. As An Jing's great master, Chen Yinzi was also present and even, in a very rare move, had a drink with his eldest disciple Ming Heguang. The entire Mingjing Sect was bustling with activity.

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, the Mingjing Sect has become more prosperous since An Jing's arrival.

However, in the eyes of discerning people, they know that this is a last gasp.

——After using the sect's resources, they were only able to create a magical weapon with the potential to be a heavenly warrior... If it were three thousand years ago, this would indeed be an extraordinary achievement, enough to make the Taiming Sect feel extremely terrified.

But when the great era is about to begin, this alone cannot reverse the situation.

But whether it is prosperous or a last gasp, it does not prevent them from visiting Anjing.

And An Jing naturally would not refuse. Like the ocean, he graciously welcomed all those who came with ulterior motives to celebrate.

However, after receiving several familiar disciples, An Jing withdrew, saying that he needed to master the magic weapon more skillfully. Naturally, no one would stop him.

When leaving the hall and arriving at the square halfway up the mountain, An Jing let out a long sigh.

The weather is almost winter now, but the winter in the northern border, which is not frost-prone, is unexpectedly lovely. The air is fresh, and the frosty breeze carries a hint of cold sweetness. The moonlight is also cool and pleasant, which makes people's thinking much more refreshing.

An Jing looked around the Mingguang Peak. Even though winter had come again and the deep green all over the mountains had turned to withered yellow, the evergreen trees surrounding the Mingguang Peak were still as green as ever. In the future, these spiritual woods would not only be the raw materials for various elixirs, but also the raw materials for the most basic 'Mingjing Battle Body'.

At this point, An Jing has decided to start the "Path of Transcendence" in Huaixu Realm. Regardless of whether the Heavenly Dao allows it, even if it is not in accordance with the method of cultivating immortals, just to create a combat body, so that the Mirror Self-related magical powers of the Mingjing Sect have a way to exert greater power in actual combat, it is also extremely beneficial.

Not to mention, if it really doesn't work, just treat the battle body as an exoskeleton armor, just like he disguised the Taibai battle body as Taibai battle armor. As long as he wears the Mingjing armor, even if he is not a warrior, he can exert extremely considerable combat power.

There are not many sons of disasters in Mingguang Peak who have good fate, but all of them can cultivate their inner energy. By then, An Jing will not ask how much combat effectiveness they have, as long as they can control the Mingjing armor, carry out various tasks better, complete the tasks, and protect themselves.

"Big Brother, according to your order, I have sent the Mirror Battle Body to the center of the earth veins. When needed, you can give the order and it will return to your body."

Gu Yeqi appeared silently behind An Jing, and An Jing nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Yeqi."

The core of Taibai's battle body is An Jing's mirror self, the Golden Evil clone. The shell is a combination of the Suling Sword Lotus and the battle armor. It is essentially a magic weapon. Naturally, it can be upgraded using the method of nurturing the earth veins of Dachen. It saves time and effort for An Jing. If he really needs it, he can also send the Golden Evil clone to practice himself, which is no different from having him.

Now, if An Jing wants to do any official business, the entire Mingjing Sect will help him, and if he has any personal matters, Gu Yeqi and others will also handle them for him.

He just needs to practice and not live his life too comfortably.

At this time, in order to cope with the upcoming major changes, An Jing and Ming Jingzong did everything they could. Next, they only need to wait until the New Year, the time of the true transmission competition, soon.

By then, it will be clear who will win and who will lose, who will live and who will die.

And before that time comes, all they need to do is wait.

While An Jing was waiting, he received an unexpected news from Gu Yeqi. His father, An Qianshan, who was now a military advisor in the Chenli tribe, suddenly contacted him through the Tianyi Demon Sect, that is, Bai Qinghan.

"What do you mean, old man? Can't we just use the Mingjing Sect's channels?"

An Jing didn't quite understand, but considering how the Mingjing Sect had been infiltrated, it didn't matter whether it was the Tianyi Demon Sect's channel or the Mingjing Sect's channel: "Let me see."

He took the water mirror, which blurred and gathered, and finally condensed into a hazy image of An Qianshan. The middle-aged man did not say any nonsense, and he said concisely: [Jing'er, I picked up a dragon! ]

An Jing: “?”

"Dad, wait a minute, what do you mean by that?"

[Literally, Jing'er, I seem to have picked up a dragon! ]

An Qianshan's words were simply hearty and full of surprise and joy: [But I don't know how to raise this thing, so I want to ask you! ]

——Don’t talk about raising a dragon as if it were the same as raising a puppy!

An Jing never suspected that his father would lie to him. At most, his lack of knowledge led to some misunderstandings. But after hearing An Qianshan's firm answer, he became curious: "Although I don't know how to raise dragons, there are many people around me who can... Can you take a look?"

Jin Yanhua and Jiang Ziji will not leave until the disaster of Mingjing Sect is over, but will lurk in Mingguang Peak as hidden ambushes. They are now disguised as disciples of Mingjing Sect and lurking in secret. If An Jing wants to know, Jin Yanhua can probably tell you a hundred secret methods of raising dragons in one breath.

In addition, Lord Yepo is also a professional spirit beast breeder and he himself has dragon blood. Not to mention that An Qianshan picked up a dragon, even if the one he picked up was not a dragon, these people can still train it into a dragon!

But even so, when An Jing saw the bizarre creature that An Qianshan excitedly showed him, he almost lost his composure: "Dad, are you saying... this is a dragon?"

[Yes! Isn’t it? ]

What appeared before An Jing's eyes was a creature that was so bizarre that it was probably an overestimation of the word.

It is black and white all over, with a body like a whale but with wings, scales like a snake but with a beak. At first glance, it looks like the ultimate monster that is a fusion of a killer whale, a penguin, and a black and white snake. An Jing would be more likely to accept it if he said it was Kunpeng, because Kunpeng changed from a fish to a bird, which is more or less in line with the appearance of both a whale and a bird. However, its tail is extremely long, and it has a dragon spine, so it is really no problem to say that it is a dragon!

"No, where did you find such a strange spirit beast?"

This strange 'baby dragon' was held in An Qianshan's arms, and it was quite docile. Its eyes were quite big, and it couldn't be said to be ugly, just weird, with a strange sense of cuteness.

An Qianshan laughed: [It was the time when the masters of Broken Blade Mountain fought against the demons. Didn’t the master of Huangyang Sect have a black dragon companion? I probably picked up his Taixu spiritual weapon, which contained this dragon egg! ]

[I was originally unsure whether this thing was alive or dead, but when the frost disaster ended, it was watered by the sweet dew from heaven and hatched... I was also not sure what it was at first, but later I found out that it could intimidate the beasts and was long, so it must be a dragon! ]

"No, does this count as a dragon?"

An Jing couldn't help himself after hearing this, and he started to complain: "Dad, according to your statement, it's better to say that the volcanic rock black pork sausage is a dragon. I'm having this at the banquet with my friends today, and it perfectly meets all the requirements of a dragon."

"First of all, the pig dragon is one of the oldest dragon images. Secondly, volcanic rock represents mountains and rivers, and also symbolizes natural disasters and rivers. Finally, it can be big or small, dark or bright, long or short, up or down, fried or deep-fried, roasted or steamed, juicy or smoked, and even its body is long and narrow. It can be said to be more dragon-like than any other dragon."

Having said that, An Jing raised his hand and pointed at the half-killer whale, half-penguin weird thing: "Honestly, is this spliced ​​monster a dragon? It's not as good as a juicy volcanic stone black pork sausage!"

(End of this chapter)