Crossing Douluo: Three Gods in One

Chapter 94: Hundred Days of Dragon Burial
Before he knew it, several hours had passed in the Longgu small world and Zhang Tong had dug a big hole.

Then he carefully placed the nearest dragon corpse into the pit.

It would be much easier if he just pushed it in, but in order not to destroy the shape of the entire keel frame, Zhang Tong had to be extremely careful and piece the keel together piece by piece.

Thanks to Zhang Tong's extraordinary mental strength, he was able to piece the pieces together quickly. It only took him half an hour to bury the first dragon skeleton in the pit.

For some reason, when the skeleton was buried, Zhang Tong even felt that the sad aura on it suddenly faded a lot, and even the energy fluctuations on the dragon bones weakened a lot.

After burying the first dragon skeleton, a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously. Although the skeletons were still endless, at this moment, Zhang Tong's eyes were filled with determination.

It took him two hours to bury a smaller dragon bone, so the subsequent dragon bones would obviously take longer.

It is impossible to calculate how long it will take, but Zhang Tong has made up his mind to do it, and he must do it!

He forgot about time and began his dream of burying bones based on the bone shovel and the dragon bones spliced ​​together with his mental power.

In the dragon tomb, the rich dragon energy fluctuations will naturally draw the energy of heaven and earth of the small world toward here.

Zhang Tong witnessed with his own eyes how the dragon soul appeared.

When he had been buried here for who knows how many days, in the distance, next to a huge dragon skeleton, the elemental energy of heaven and earth suddenly surged violently, and then a dragon soul slowly appeared.

It took a total of two hours for the energy to condense, and then a dragon soul appeared there.

To Zhang Tong's surprise, the dragon soul ran towards him as soon as it appeared. Then, before Zhang Tong could make a move, it turned into streams of light and merged into Zhang Tong's body.

Zhang Tong had been worried that he might not have enough food to bury all the dragon bones. Although this was his ideal, he couldn't starve to death because of his ideal, so he planned to end it after he had eaten all his food.

However, after the dragon soul was integrated into his body, the rich energy of heaven and earth and the breath of the dragon clan were nourishing and much more nutritious than any food. Just this one thing was enough for Zhang Tong to last another day without eating or drinking too much.

Looking at the large piece of dragon bone, Zhang Tong suddenly said loudly:

"You are conscious, right?"

Yes, he suddenly understood that these dragon bones must have consciousness, otherwise, why would they gather dragon souls and allow him to merge directly? They wanted to help him, which also meant that they agreed with him helping them rest in peace.

Zhang Tong suddenly became more confident in his determination.

"If you are willing to let me bury you, then please help me gather some energy every once in a while. Only in this way can I keep going. Don't worry, today I make a vow in front of you that I will not leave here until I bury each of you."

After Zhang Tong finished saying this, a series of slight energy fluctuations seemed to occur in the entire bottom of the Dragon Tomb Valley.

The original sad atmosphere was suddenly filled with a touch of joy, and it seemed that even the pale color of the soul bones themselves became lustrous.

"They are having fun, and they are happy with what I am doing."

Zhang Tong immediately smiled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and without saying anything else, continued his boring bone burial.

One dragon skeleton after another was buried underground.

During this process, Zhang Tong's understanding of the skeletons of various types of dragons became increasingly clear.

Later on, he didn't even need to compare anymore. As long as he could tell what kind of dragon it was, he could accurately put its bones into the dug pit and arrange them in their original state.

There was no time record, so Zhang Tong didn't know how long he had stayed here. Every day, a dragon soul would condense and then merge into his body to help him maintain his physical strength.

Apart from eight hours of meditation and rest every day, Zhang Tong was digging holes and burying bones.

This process is undoubtedly boring, but Zhang Tong has long been accustomed to this boredom.

He himself didn't feel that the dragon aura in him was getting stronger and stronger as the days passed.

The sad atmosphere in the dragon cemetery also became lighter as the number of dragon bones decreased and Zhang Tong continued to work hard.

Zhang Tong has seen many dragon soul bones. Almost every giant dragon skeleton has them and they are easy to identify. As long as you see a bone that is not white, it must be a soul bone.

It is worthy of being the world of dragons, every skeleton has it, but from beginning to end, Zhang Tong did not move any soul bone.

It is pitiful enough that these dragons died here, how can I take away their soul bones?
It was with such emotions that Zhang Tong kept repeating boring things.

………………

Spirit Hall!
Ghost Douluo was flying in the dragon sky, looking at the Pope's Palace in front of him, and said to Chrysanthemum Douluo:
"Juhuaguan, you see, if the Spiritual Transmission Tower is built here, it will obviously block the imposing manner of the Pope's Palace. It is better to move it a little to the east."

"Old ghost, I didn't expect you to think of this. Let's do as you said, a little to the east."

Ju Douluo said with a smile on his face as he looked at the soul master working in front of him.

"Elder Ju, what kind of martial souls do the spiritual soul masters that Elder Dugu mentioned have? We must have a general direction!"

Xie Yue and Yan asked Ju Douluo.

They were sent out to look for spiritual soul masters, but they didn't know what spiritual soul masters were. At that time in Douluo Continent, there was no concept of spiritual soul masters!

"Brother, you are so stupid. Didn't Dugu Qiubai say that a spiritual soul master is a soul master with strong spiritual power? Even if the combat ability is not good, as long as the spiritual power is strong, it will be fine. Just like the first place winners of the Xingluo Empire qualifying round of the Soul Master Competition, they are spiritual soul masters!"

After Hu Liena's advice, Xie Yue and Yan smiled awkwardly and then went out again...

………………

one year later!

Dragon Valley Small World! Dragon Cemetery!

“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”

Zhang Tong was breathing heavily, but at this moment, his eyes were full of excitement.

The entire dragon cemetery has become empty! Originally filled with dragon bones, it gradually became empty as time went by!
Even the huge skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King was buried underground by Zhang Tong!
Yes, they can rest in peace when they are buried. No matter what happened in life, there will be a quiet place after death, and this land will be their home.

The sad atmosphere in the dragon cemetery has disappeared. After Zhang Tong's improvements, he has planted some plants from the Dragon Valley world next to the huge tombs.

After these plants were transplanted, they grew very well, adding a touch of green and a breath of life to the dragon cemetery.

Zhang Tong's Qilin martial spirit soul power, after absorbing the dragon soul for so long, has also been raised to level 46! The soul of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm gave Zhang Tong the fourth soul ring!
"I don't know how long it will take for Sister Na to come out!"

Zhang Tong muttered something. He didn’t know how much time had passed and had long forgotten the time.

"I'm so tired. Never mind. Let's take a nap first."

Zhang Tong yawned. The last skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King was so big and heavy that even for Zhang Tong, it was difficult for him to move it piece by piece. It took him more than a month to complete it!
Closing his eyes, Zhang Tong slowly fell into a dream.

Just when Zhang Tong was sleeping, the entire Longgu Cemetery shook slightly. What Zhang Tong, with his eyes closed, could not see was that a layer of misty light fog rose from under the earth. The light fog was of all colors, and finally, it gathered into a nine-color halo, quietly circling around him.

A soft and friendly feeling lingered around him, as if there were countless dragon roars, but it was no longer sad, only happiness and joy.

Finally, these colorful halos condensed into a water drop shape, with nine colors of crystal beads inside, which floated down and landed on Zhang Tong's right wrist.

A nine-color thin chain is quietly connected, turning it into a bracelet and wrapping it around, emitting a faint halo.

Zhang Tong's body shook slightly in his sleep, and his spiritual world seemed to be squeezed open in an instant. His spiritual power, which had been stagnant, suddenly increased exponentially.

Not long after, Zhang Tong suddenly felt in his sleep that his world seemed to have opened up. Although he did not use his eyes to see, everything around him became clear.

(End of this chapter)