Mysterious mirror hanging high

Of course, this Blood Dragon looks powerful, but it is ultimately limited by the caster's own bloodline and cultivation level. No matter how talented the dragons in the lower realm are, it is unlikely to cultivate it to the level of [Third Turn] or above.

Moreover, the [Nine Transformations of Blood True Dragon Curse] is, after all, a secret method of the dragon clan, and is suitable for the dragon clan... The dragon clan is huge, and its reserves of essence and blood far exceed those of humans. Ordinary human cultivators, even if they really have true dragon blood, find it difficult to truly meet the requirements of casting the spell with their poor blood.

Fortunately, Jing Yu has now entered the [Jadeite Realm] in his body refining realm. The greatest feature of this realm is that it greatly enhances his blood-forming ability, making the blood and essence reserves of Jing Yu, a mere human cultivator, not even weaker than those of many huge ancient beasts.

"time to go……"

Jing Yu raised his hands, and a gray light rose, covering his whole body.

What disappointed him a little was that, apart from the great increase in power, [Ku Du Xuan Guang] did not seem to have any additional magical powers. Now this magic light was naturally a real means of spiritual transformation, but the breakthrough in the body refining realm seemed to have only increased the value of Ku Du Xuan Guang, and no additional new mechanism was created.

Apart from the fact that he could escape into the void faster with this magic light and embed himself into the void more smoothly, Jing Yu had no other feelings.

The next moment, he arrived at the Dragon Palace in the inner sea and found the Red-bearded Dragon who was practicing in his own palace. He returned the silk book left by the White Abyss Dragon Lord to the dragon clan.

"Thank you, Xuan Jing! These skills and magical powers are invaluable treasures for the Inner Sea Dragon Clan. If the Dragon Lords knew about this, they would certainly be very happy. My dragon clan will send people to the East China Sea to express our gratitude later." The Red Bearded Dragon said happily.

Jing Yu's act of returning the silk book was indeed of great significance to the dragon clan, and the Red-bearded Dragon did not care whether Jing Yu had copied the skills and magical powers in the silk book.

After all, there is a major prerequisite for practicing the magical skills, that is, the practitioner must have the blood of a true dragon. In this world, except for the dragon clan, even the gods cannot practice without blood.

After returning the silk book, Jing Yu was about to say goodbye and leave, but the next moment he heard Chixu Long say:

"It's no wonder Xuan Jing is so anxious to return. After all, Ling Xiao Tianjun is so wise and wise that he has become the youngest Divine Transformation cultivator in the entire Xianzhou Realm... As Ling Xiao Tianjun's master, Xuan Jing naturally wants to return to celebrate."

"Ling Xiao has become a god?"

Jing Yu was slightly stunned. He actually didn't know about this! No one else told him this news.

But he soon realized.

In order to break through the chalcedony realm this time, he entered into a state of meditation at the bottom of Qianlong Abyss for more than ten years, and even turned into a stone statue. He also reported this to his relatives and friends outside. I think they knew that his practice had entered a critical moment, so they did not tell him about this.

"Ling Xiao is only a little over seven hundred years old now, right? He's already achieved the Divine Transformation Realm. A seven-hundred-year-old Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch... not to mention unrivaled, but certainly unprecedented."

Jing Yu was delighted. He moved the thickest causal line that connected the navel to the distant place and found that Guan Lingxiao was currently in the Zhongzhou area of ​​Penglai, and seemed to be in the original ruins of [Jiang Ge].

So Jing Yu simply escaped into the void and flew towards the Penglai Zhongzhou area.

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Penglai Fairyland, Zhongzhou Region, Songfeng Pavilion

Yang Dingfeng, who has already reached the level of a spirit being transformed and whose aura is as deep as the sea, is now sitting opposite Qi Baisheng, the True Lord of Zhongyue.

There was a set of tea sets on the tea table between the two of them. At this moment, a teapot was placed on a small stove. The tea inside had been boiled, making a "gurgling" sound.

Yang Dingfeng lifted the handle of the teapot, and the amber tea poured silently, accurately filling the teacup in front of Qi Baisheng.

"Bai Sheng, how's your understanding of the laws going these days?"

Qi Baisheng's expression grew serious, and he bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I have already mastered the [Law of Fire] a few days ago."

Yang Dingfeng nodded slightly. "So, you've already mastered the third level of the Five Elements Principle? Quite right. It seems you haven't been slacking off lately."

Qi Baisheng smiled bitterly and said, "It is all thanks to the Supreme Lord's constant urging and encouragement of his disciples. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made such rapid progress."

Yang Dingfeng sighed secretly, but his expression remained calm. He said calmly, "Don't blame me for pushing too hard. The Divine Cauldron cultivators may descend to the mortal realm at any time. If I don't achieve Divine Transformation before they do, who knows what will happen in the future."

Qi Baisheng said cautiously, "There has been no movement for hundreds of years. Perhaps the seniors from the upper realms have already killed Ying Shigui, the remnant soul, and this great calamity in the Immortal Continent has been averted without a trace?"

"Don't harbor such a lucky mentality." Yang Dingfeng snorted coldly: "Over the years, due to the relaxation of the restrictions on the Divine Transformation stage, there are indeed quite a few newly promoted Divine Transformation cultivators. The wandering cultivators have been suppressed by the existing Taoist sects for many years, and now they can be considered to have accumulated a lot of experience and finally make a breakthrough..."

"In the East Sea, Nangong Fuhua, Yuwen Baoge, and others have successively achieved Divine Transformation... Several independent cultivators in the Heavenly Court have also achieved Divine Transformation and joined the army."

"Even in my Penglai Orthodox Sect, after Guanyue returned to the Penglai Holy Land, he has now become a Divine Transformation cultivator."

"Not to mention that after Li Suxuan became a God, he established the Sword Pavilion. A year ago, that Xiaoguan Sword Immortal also became a Heavenly Monarch in the Sword Pavilion. In terms of the number of Gods, the Sword Pavilion is no less than our Songfeng Pavilion."

Yang Dingfeng said, "Guanyue has left Songfeng, and Wu Kaizhi has lost his spirit and is afraid to give it a try. The few remaining promising talents are still young... Now, the only two cultivators in Songfeng Pavilion who still have a chance of achieving Divine Transformation are you and Bai Wei."

Qi Baisheng's expression was gloomy. "If Grandfather hadn't been trapped in Weiyang Heaven, with his talent and foundation, he would have a high chance of becoming a Divine Lord by now..."

Yang Dingfeng's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "There aren't so many ifs in this world. Dwelling on the past won't improve the current situation. All we can do is go with the flow."

Qi Baisheng bowed and said, "I appreciate your instruction."

Yang Dingfeng sighed: "If you have any questions about the understanding of the law, you can come and ask me at any time..."

Qi Baisheng said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Your Majesty, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to answer my questions... I'm only afraid that this has delayed your cultivation."

Yang Dingfeng waved his hand: "The middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm is not something that can be achieved overnight. It is still a long way off. What does it matter if I delay for a while? If I can survive this great calamity in the Immortal Continent, I will have plenty of time to cultivate in the next few thousand years!"

Suddenly, Yang Dingfeng's expression changed, and he stood up suddenly. The amazing spiritual perception of the Spirit Transformation Realm gave him some sense. Just now, it seemed that an extremely powerful aura flashed by, passed over the sky above Songfeng Pavilion, and went towards the direction of the [Jian Pavilion] which had been rebuilt only a few years ago!