The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 126: The Burial Ground of the Blue Dragon, Slaying the Dragon

Inside the Dragon Locking Well, the dragon hurriedly agreed.

Although he guessed that the question from the Taoist priest was not simple, no matter what it was, it was not as important as his life. However, as Xuanming spoke, Jiaolong's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, realizing that he had been relieved too early.

"May I ask Lord Dragon, what secrets does Canglong Mountain have? What is suppressed there? Is it related to the legendary real dragon, or even the Canglong?"

Xuanming had some guesses about the secret of Canglong Mountain. As one of the overlords of this mountain range and a dragon, Jiaolong might know something about it. Xuanming must seize the opportunity.

This is also one of the purposes of his search for dragons.

Seeing that the dragon was silent, Xuan Ming did not speak again. He just lifted his sleeves, shook his hands, and raised his arms slightly. The dragon reflexively shrank its head and shook its body. Without hesitation, it immediately spoke:

“Reporting to the Immortal, 1,500 years ago, the Great Sheng Dynasty fell apart, and the dragon energy dissipated and flowed in all directions. Many creatures were favored by the dragon energy, gained fortune, were reborn, and had good luck. Among them were the founding monarchs of various dynasties, the sub-sages of hundreds of families, and some creatures who were compatible with the dragon energy.

A true dragon got the chance, bathed in dragon energy, refined blood, and greatly increased potential. After only three hundred years of cultivation, his cultivation reached perfection in practicing the spirit. He intended to establish a dragon court and gather luck to impact the mysterious realm above practicing the spirit and achieve great success. "

The dragon's tone was a little more sad: "Unfortunately, a big tree attracts the wind, and an elephant's tusks burn itself. In order to stand out and dominate the world, the Great Xuan Taizu wanted to kill the dragon and borrow its luck to strengthen the Xuanlong luck. He united the four schools of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and Legalism to practice spirits, and combined the power of the five great masters to surround and kill the real dragon.

When an ordinary beast is on the verge of despair, it will still fight hard, let alone a real dragon. Even if two fists are no match for four hands and defeat is inevitable, he still refuses to accept his fate, and does not want to sit and wait for death. At this critical moment of life and death, he burns his life span, forcibly improves his realm, strengthens the blue dragon, and wants to die together with the enemy. "

Jiaolong was indignant, and just as he opened his mouth to say "awesome Taoist priest", he glanced at Xuanming and immediately changed his words, "At the critical moment, the Taoist master used forbidden magic, sacrificed himself, died for justice, and severely injured Canglong.

The other four great spiritual practitioners seized the opportunity and worked together to kill the Canglong. After the dragon's death, although its body and luck were taken away by Daxuan Taizu, its spirit merged with the earth veins and turned into the Canglong Mountain together with the scattered dragon blood and scales.

At that time, the four great cultivators were all seriously injured and did not want to cause any more trouble. In addition, the dragon soul was beneficial to the earth veins, so after discussion, they jointly set up a formation to suppress the dragon soul of the earth veins. At the same time, they set up a soul-transforming formation to nourish the earth veins with the power of the dragon soul and benefit all living beings. This is how the current Canglong Mountain and the living beings in the surrounding counties came into being. "

The Jiaolong continued, "When Xiaolong was in the mountains, he got a piece of good fortune left by Canglong by chance. He changed from a snake to a Jiaolong, awakened the dragon bloodline, and glimpsed some of his memory fragments. Only then did he know these past events."

Glancing at Xuanming secretly, Jiaolong assured him, "Master, I have told you everything I know, without hiding anything. I hope you will understand."

Xuanming nodded. He had a strong spiritual perception and could distinguish the slightest fluctuations and changes in emotions. He could tell the truth from falsehood in words and knew that every word Jiaolong said was true.

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Boom~!

After asking a few more questions, Xuanming raised his hand and offered up the three lamps of heaven, earth and man, forming the power of the Three Talents, refining the dragon with fire. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of Samadhi True Fire to burn the soul.

"You... Old Niubizi, a Taoist master, you actually go back on your words and break your promise!"

The dragon wailed miserably, filled with resentment.

Stroking his beard, Xuanming said leisurely: "The heaven has the virtue of loving life, and also has the power to punish evil. If you don't believe it, look up and see who the heaven has spared."

He changed the subject and continued, "Besides, I only asked you to show your sincerity, but I didn't promise to let you go."

Without further ado, increase the firepower.

The dragon screamed and cursed, and only now did he realize that he had been fooled by this cunning old Taoist priest. The Taoist priest had never intended to let him go from the beginning, and had only deliberately shown an ambiguous attitude in order to trick him. The human race was indeed cunning and hateful.

Xuanming turned a deaf ear to the dragon's scolding. Why bother with a dying dragon? The Samadhi Fire was burning fiercely, and the Three Talents Lamps were suppressing the dragon's spirit. In his hands, this arrogant dragon was like a fish on a chopping board, with no place to use its strength, so Xuanming squeezed it and flattened it.

Outside the well, feeling the whistling high temperature and fire rising into the sky, Master Dongfeng's pupils constricted in shock. He never expected that after just a few years of not seeing Master Xuanming, his strength had reached such a terrifying level. This true fire made him feel a fatal threat.

At the same time, listening to the dragon's shrill screams, Master Dongfeng felt refreshed again. He couldn't help but kneel on his knees and said, "Master and fellow disciples, your grievances can be avenged today. If the afterlife knows about this, you can rest in peace."

In the Dragon Locking Well, Xuanming looked at the dragon struggling in the true fire, and did not continue to torture him. He waved his sleeves and threw out a peach wood sword. The two-foot peach wood was as powerful as thunder. With one sword, the sword light flashed, beheading the dragon, and the huge dragon head drew a beautiful arc in the air. The blood rain fell, but it did not fall. Xuanming sacrificed the spirit gourd and sucked it in. After all, the blood of the dragon at the peak of Qi training is rare and cannot be wasted.

The dragon died. Looking at the dragon whose vitality had not completely disappeared, Xuanming said in a rhythmic voice: "In the past, the dragon got into trouble and countless lives on both sides of the Canglan River were killed and injured. For your sins, you deserve death, but I still have a trace of my soul left to reincarnate. This is already a mercy. I hope you will not do evil again in your next life. Otherwise, I will use the connection in the dark to kill you again, so that your soul will be completely scattered and you will never be reincarnated."

As soon as he finished speaking, the last glimmer of life was gone, the dragon's consciousness turned completely dark and dead, and he truly perished.

Xuanming waved his sleeves to reveal the world, collected the dragon's corpse, and left. When he reached the outside of the well, Zhenren Dongfeng bowed his head and thanked Xuanming for killing the dragon, allowing all living beings who had died tragically because of the dragon in the past to rest in peace.

Xuanming also returned the greeting. His family knew his own business. He did this out of both public interest and selfish motives, and could not be considered upright.

After the matter was settled, Master Dongfeng did not stay long. He stood up and said goodbye, then turned into a ray of purple light and left. He left behind eight chains as a thank you gift. Although he did not say it explicitly, Xuanming knew it in his heart. He waved his sleeves to collect the eight chains and left as well.

However, Xuanming did not return to Floating Cloud Mountain, but continued to go downstream in a small boat. The scenery on both sides of the river and the surging river were a sight that even a dragon had never seen.

The river flows beyond the heaven and earth, and the mountains are in the midst of nothingness. The green mountains on both sides of the river are rolling, and the lush vegetation has its own characteristics, some are steep and majestic, some are beautiful, some are cascading, and some are blooming. The towns and docks along the coast also have different scenery, some are frequent ships, some are prosperous markets, some are deserted, and some are full of beautiful pleasure boats.

Xuanming had seen an old man in a straw raincoat fishing in the rain. Carp, crucian carp and grass carp came to him one after another, taking the bait. He released most of them, leaving only three. He sold two to a nearby fish market and took one home to cook and eat.

I have also seen prostitutes playing and singing all night long. Their voices were clear and melodious. They had superb skills in playing the pipa, which they had practiced since childhood. The sounds of her pipa were mixed and varied, like pearls falling on a jade plate, which was unforgettable.

He has also saved resentful women who jumped into the river and children who fell into the water. He has also killed monsters who pretended to be water gods and demanded young boys and girls. He has enjoyed the common and humane human flavor in the market.

A Canglan River gradually took shape in his mind, rising from the top of the mountains, flowing through various places, and flowing eastward into the sea. Sometimes the waves were raging, sometimes calm, sometimes crystal clear, and sometimes turbid. The scenery on both sides of the river had its own unique style.

The koi and the spirit turtle also floated downstream, following Xuanming to see the scenery on both sides of the river and the beautiful scenery downstream. Their auras were changing with each passing day. They had each digested the good fortune given by the previous generation of the River God and the Prime Minister, and it had become their own foundation.

By the time they reach the estuary, they are close to the critical point of transformation. As long as they cross this threshold and flow into the sea, they may be able to ride the wind and transform into a dragon, return to the east to the sea, and break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

It was already evening when Xuanming arrived at the estuary while sailing on the river. He was not in a hurry to cross the gate. He stopped between the wide river and the vast ocean, lying on the boat, admiring the afterglow of the sunset and watching the sunset reflected in the water. He looked comfortable and calm.

Only after he had enough rest did Xuanming steer the boat through the estuary. The moment he entered the sea, he felt himself transformed from the inside out, as if the entire Canglan River was baptizing him.

The koi and the turtle felt even worse. Unlike Xuanming who was feeling relaxed and at ease when he sailed into the sea, when the two beasts swam to the mouth of the sea, a strong wind suddenly arose, causing huge waves, one stronger than the other, like a series of city walls, trying to overcome one difficulty after another.

Xuanming watched coldly and did not intervene. For the dragon species, whether or not they could flow eastward into the sea was a hurdle. Only by relying on their own abilities could they gain the most benefits. Otherwise, it would not be beautiful in the end.

This time, when they followed him along the Canglan River, both spirit beasts had gained considerable fortune. With their accumulation, it would not be difficult for them to pass this level.

hold head high!
Two voices that sounded like dragons but were not dragons were heard.

After going through many hardships, the koi and the turtle successfully entered the sea. The dragon blood in their bodies underwent a transformation. The koi's body became more dense with dragon blood, its body became more slender, its scales more like dragon scales, and it grew dragon whiskers, transforming into a carp dragon.

The shadow of the spirit snake that was faintly visible on the back of the spirit turtle was more real. The dragon blood in his body had not changed, but another powerful bloodline had awakened. His body had grown several feet in size, and his appearance looked more and more like the legendary Xuanwu in his previous life.

Xuanming abandoned his small boat and rode on the back of a spirit turtle, wandering across the sea under the starry sky. He admired the magnificent sight of the bright moon rising over the sea, as well as the sight of the rising sun with its brilliant light dyed in the sea breeze. Feeling the salty sea breeze, he felt great joy and freedom in his heart. His Tao mind became clearer, and he saw the principles of heaven and earth more clearly and thoroughly, and his Tao practice improved unknowingly.

Especially his ability to call the wind and rain had improved rapidly when he killed the dragon, and now it was even more advanced.

After two months of crossing the river by boat, the journey was successfully concluded. Xuanming felt like leaving and was about to leave when he suddenly felt something in his heart. His spiritual sense went into the sea and he saw thunder surging in the sky over the sea a thousand miles away. Dark clouds were densely packed, covering several miles. There were demons undergoing a tribulation, and it was a thunder tribulation of transformed form.

Xuanming glanced at it casually, not intending to meddle in other people's business. He rode on the spirit turtle, intending to go upstream and return the same way. Unexpectedly, he had not gone far when he saw a white light coming straight towards him.

(End of this chapter)