Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

Lu Bei was stunned and frowned, "The Messenger of Dark Day?"

The Messenger of Darkness nodded with a smile, looking malicious.

This man was tall and burly, even taller than Lu Bei, at about 1.9 meters, and his overall temperament gave him a feeling of a smiling tiger.

Lu Bei looked at him, his heart sinking, and he thought to himself, "This guy doesn't look like a good person."

He wanted to pull his fist back and stay away from him for a while.

The messenger of Black Day looked at him with a smile, but when he saw the area on Lu Bei's chest, Black Day suddenly looked surprised.

Immediately afterwards, when Lu Bei wanted to pull back his hand.

Hei Zhou suddenly exerted force, tightly grasping Lu Bei's fist and sensing it carefully.

Upon sensing this, Hei Zhou's face suddenly changed color, and he looked at Lu Bei in fear.

"turn out to be."

He quickly let go of his big hand and took a step back.

Lu Bei looked at him in confusion, "Why do you have the same expression as the White Night Messenger? Do I look a bit like someone?"

The look in the eyes of the Messenger of Darkness changed rapidly, from shock to confusion, to speculation, and finally to sudden realization!

He did not answer Lu Bei's doubts.

The tall old man suddenly clapped his sleeves and knelt down devoutly.

"Sir, you finally showed up."

"I have been waiting for you for millions of years!"

The Messenger of Dark Day's voice was hoarse and choked, and his body was shaking slightly.

Lu Bei looked at him calmly, "Get up."

The Black Day Messenger stood up with red eyes and looked at Lu Bei with great surprise.

Lu Bei said calmly, "Tell me, why do you call me Sir?"

The Black Day Messenger was stunned, then took a deep look at Lu Bei's chest.

His eyes rolled, and he smiled as if changing his expression. "Sir, you are the future destined person chosen by Lord Zulong. In a sense, you are Lord Zulong's descendant. As a subject, of course I have to call you Sir."

Lu Bei smiled and said, "Are you so sure that I am the destined one? And not an imposter?"

Hei Zhou chuckled, "Of course I am sure. Your physique is unique throughout the ages. I have already sensed it."

Lu Bei laughed, "I see."

At the same time, he rejoiced in his heart, "It turns out that no one in history has ever possessed two Holy Hosts."

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "I want to ask you something."

"Excuse me, sir," Hei Zhou became extremely flattering at this moment.

Lu Bei asked in a deep voice, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Uh," the Black Day Messenger was stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Sir, I am neither a human nor a ghost."

"I am a dragon, my true form is a black dragon! I was once a general who served under the lord Zulong!"

"But I'm dead now. I'm just a remnant of my past. If you hadn't woken me up, I might not have woken up for another million years."

Lu Bei pondered, "If it is a real dragon, why did it transform into a human?"

The Black Day Messenger smiled and said, "Lord Zulong told us that the human form is closer to the Tao. If you don't have enough talent, you can consider transforming into a human to practice. This way you can achieve enlightenment faster."

"Of course, there are also some talented dragon descendants who are arrogant and disdain to transform into humans. This is very common."

Lu Bei nodded and suddenly smiled, "Hei Zhou, Zulong asked you to wait here for a million years. Did he leave me some opportunity to inherit?"

The Dark Day Messenger stroked his beard and smiled, "Yes, sir."

"This pool of true dragon marrow is the first gift!"

He gestured with his hand.

Lu Bei finally couldn't contain the joy on his face. He looked at the pool of golden water and rubbed his hands. "Good, good, good, Zulong is really good. This is a great job."

The Black Day Messenger glanced at Lu Bei with a strange expression, and finally said seriously, "The second opportunity is for me to teach you a set of exercises and a set of boxing techniques."

Lu Bei waved his hand and said, "Wait a moment, I'll collect the True Dragon Marrow first."

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Lu Bei exerted power from the magic ring in his hand and began to control and collect the pool of golden water.

Although it is only a small pond, it is extremely heavy to collect.

It feels more difficult than taking away a towering mountain.

Lu Bei frowned, waved his hand, and finally moved the true dragon marrow into the Ringwraith space.

He used his mind to manipulate the sword energy to create a separate small pond on a high mountain in the Ringwraith space.

Finally, the pool of true dragon marrow sits atop a high mountain in Ringwraith space.

At the same time, he warned the spirit vein dragon in his heart not to covet the real dragon marrow.

He glanced at Nalan's graceful back and saw that she was still practicing in seclusion, so he did not disturb her and immediately withdrew his mind.

Lu Bei felt relaxed and looked at Hei Zhou happily. "Tell me, what kind of martial arts or boxing techniques are you talking about?"

Hei Zhou laughed and said, "The name of the martial arts technique is Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon, and the name of the fist technique is Ancestral Dragon Fist!"

Lu Bei's eyebrows jumped, and he said in shock, "Could it be the technique used by Zulong? What level is it?"

Hei Zhou stroked his beard and smiled, "Lord Zulong was once a respected figure in the universe. What level do you think he should be?"

"Supreme martial arts?" Lu Bei blinked.

Hei Zhou nodded, "That's right."

"Its grade is indeed supreme."

"But this technique and boxing method was once known to all dragons of our era, but only Lord Zulong could achieve invincibility in the world, so the power of the technique varies from person to person."

Lu Bei said seriously, "Tell me what kind of person can cultivate this technique to perfection?"

Hei Zhou smiled and said, "First, let me tell you about the Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon!"

"This technique is the process by which the dragon tribe evolves to the next level of life through continuous practice."

"For example, a Jiaolong turns into a Chilong, a Chilong turns into a Qionglong, a Qionglong turns into a Yalong, a Yalong turns into a Nielong, a Nielong turns into a Canglong, and so on and so forth."

"Each dragon has different bloodline potential, chooses different directions, and may evolve in different ways in the future, but the ultimate goal must be to evolve into the most powerful bloodline in the world, like Lord Zulong."

"With every evolution, talents and bloodline power will become stronger accordingly, and it's even possible to awaken new talents and magical powers. Of course, it was the Ancestral Dragon who founded the entire dragon race, so evolution is a process of returning to ancient times. In the end, the competition will come down to whose dragon blood essence is the purest and most powerful, closest to the Ancestral Dragon's blood."

The Messenger of Darkness was speaking excitedly.

The more Lu Bei listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and his brows knitted together.

He suddenly reached out to stop her, "Wait a moment."

"Isn't this Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon going to turn me into a dragon?"

"Will I become one of your dragon clan in the future?"

Hei Zhou was stunned for a moment, and asked with a surprised look, "You don't want to?"

Lu Bei took a step back and said firmly, "Of course I don't want to!"

"I'm a good person, why should I turn into a dragon?"

Lu Bei curled his lips, looking reluctant.

Hei Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if I don't turn into a dragon."

"As I said earlier, Master Zulong told us that the human form is the form closest to the Great Dao, so many of the dragon's descendants have maintained their human form, including our Master Zulong, who once maintained a dragon head and a human body for a long time!"

Lu Bei frowned, "Since I'm maintaining my human form, then I can't practice the Nine Transformations of the Ancestral Dragon anymore?"

Hei Zhou shook his head, "Of course not. You are only cultivating the power of your bloodline. You can choose not to transform into a dragon, and just maintain your human form. As long as your bloodline power reaches that level, it can be considered a successful cultivation."

"Also, if you want to transform into a dragon, as long as you have this bloodline power, you can control it with your mind. In a moment, you can soar into the sky like a dragon, and in another moment, you can transform into a human. There will be no delay."

Hei Zhou said with a smile.

Lu Bei looked at him suspiciously, "Seriously? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Lu Bei pointed at him cautiously.

Hei Zhou quickly bowed and saluted, "Sir, I would never dare to deceive you."

"Besides, your evolutionary path has already been prepared for you by Master Zulong. It is the nine boxes on the altar."

Hei Zhou pointed his finger.

Lu Bei then nodded and looked towards the altar.

"Wait a minute, why are there only eight boxes?"