The Lord of the Quick Transmigration is addicted to the paranoid dragon again today

After giving the order, Mu Bai returned to the God Realm. Mu Bai returned to his body. At this moment, he was lying in the intelligent warehouse prepared by Huiming Immortal Lord. Mu Bai used his divine power to test it and found that there was nothing, so he went out with peace of mind.

Mu Bai narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully examined his body again. From top to bottom, from left to right, he didn't miss a single detail. After a thorough inspection, he didn't notice any abnormalities or errors, so he stood up and walked down. He really didn't trust the immortals in the heavens.

At this moment, he was still wearing the same bright red dress that he had worn when we first met. The red dress was like fire, reflecting his fair skin and making it even more radiant. His collar was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone, as if expressing a silent temptation. Every movement of his sleeves carried a sense of unrestrained freedom.

His long, snow-white hair fell smoothly over his shoulders, without a single mess or curl. Like the flowing waters of the Milky Way, it flowed quietly, emitting a mysterious and enchanting luster.

Mu Bai flashed back to his Bixia Palace. His place was the best place in the heaven with beautiful scenery, pleasant views and quietness.

He returned to a place he was familiar with so that he could obtain essence and heart blood. His father was Qinglong and his mother was Fenghuang. Although the two of them did not like him very much, it was undeniable that he inherited the advantages of these two people perfectly.

The dragon is the most yang creature and the phoenix can be reborn from the ashes. The combination of the two is a great tonic, which is perfect for Qi Yu who is in a weak period.

Mu Bai had just entered his youth, and the essence in his body was already scarce and limited. You know, acquiring essence is an extremely difficult task, and obtaining pure essence is even more difficult.

If he wasn't careful, not only would he fail to obtain the essence, but he might also be seriously injured or even lose his life. No matter what, Mu Bai was determined to succeed in one fell swoop.

Mu Bai slowly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing, allowing his mind to gradually calm down and enter a state of breath-holding and concentration. Then, he began to use his divine power, slowly forcing the extremely precious and pure essence to the location of his heart.

However, perhaps due to the inner tension caused by the long time, Mu Bai's forehead gradually began to be covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, which kept sliding down his cheeks.

At this moment, Mu Bai keenly sensed that the time was ripe. Without hesitation, he unleashed his divine power, condensing it into the shape of an incredibly sharp knife. Then, he thrust it fiercely into the aorta surrounding the heart!

To his surprise, this time he succeeded. However, before Mu Bai could relax his tense nerves, a sharp pain like a piercing pain suddenly hit him.

The pain surged like a tidal wave, overcoming Mu Bai's body and will in wave after wave. Despite this, Mu Bai gritted his teeth tightly, refusing to utter a single groan. His face quickly turned pale as paper from the excruciating pain.

But even so, his hand holding the small bottle used to collect essence did not shake at all.

Time seemed to pass by inordinately long. After an unknown amount of time, he finally finished taking it out and carefully put the bottle away. But the pain seemed to continue. Mu Bai instantly collapsed to the ground, as if he had used up all his strength. His clothes were now completely soaked with sweat.

The hair also became wet and messy, with strands tangled together. The neatness and tidiness just now were completely gone, leaving only chaos.

Mu Bai wanted to get up and go back, but he found that he was so weak and sore that he couldn't get up at all. Mu Bai smiled helplessly and decided to rest for a while and adjust himself before going back.

Gradually, Mu Bai felt as if his consciousness was shrouded in a thick fog, gradually becoming blurry. Like a lonely fallen leaf drifting in a storm, he slowly closed his eyes.

As Mu Bai slept, something magical happened. His body was undergoing astonishing changes at a speed visible to the naked eye! His originally slender frame began to slowly shorten and twist, and his limbs gradually merged together to form a thick, powerful tail.

His skin glowed with a pure white light like snow, and fine silk scales grew out from under his skin, tightly covering his entire body. In a short while, Mu Bai completely completed his transformation and turned into a majestic little white dragon.

Sadly, the little white dragon exuded a listless, languid air. Its normally robust and powerful body now seemed limp, as if all its energy had been drained away.

Looking at this little white dragon, one can't help but feel pity for it. One just wants to hold it gently in his arms and give it endless warmth and comfort.

Perhaps it was because this time of extracting essence caused great damage to his vitality, Mu Bai's sealed memory gradually loosened. In his dream, Mu Bai opened his eyes and saw himself sitting on a children's chair, looking at countless familiar old gods, and seeing his own small palms.

Mu Bai blinked in confusion. He felt like he was back to his childhood. If he remembered correctly, this was his hatching feast. Mu Bai stayed in the dragon egg for many years and only came out when the nutrients were exhausted.

Just when Mu Bai was puzzled, he saw a nasty claw attacking his chewy little face. Rubbing it chaotically on Mu Bai's face, Mu Bai wanted to reach out and pat it, but found that he seemed to have no control over his hands.

Mu Bai then realized that he was in his past memories. He was now just a bystander in his own body. Mu Bai could only let the man rub him randomly. "Hey, this kid is quite interesting. Come and let me take a good look."

It sounded like the person who was talking nonsense was probably the neurotic Si Nan. Mu Bai simply didn't bother to pay attention to him. If he could do something, he would have told Si Nan to get out.

Sinan pulled Fuguang and said excitedly, "This kid is really pretty. Do you think he'll like him? He hasn't been out for a long time. I wonder if he'll come today?"

Mu Bai was very proud to hear the compliment. Of course, even though he was the Great Demon King of Heaven, his appearance when he was a child was very deceptive, and many immortals were deceived by him.

The baby has a round little head and a pair of big eyes that are lively and curious. The baby has slightly raised feet with a mysterious curve. Under the straight nose is a rosy little mouth, and when it smiles, it has two dimples. It is so cute.

At this moment, someone said, "The Lord God is coming."

All the immortals knelt down together. Mu Bai was very curious why he had never heard of such a person. Perhaps no matter how old he was, Mu Bai was always curious about the Lord God.

When the young Mu Bai heard the Lord God, he tried to look to the side, but he saw nothing but a white dress. He was unhappy.