Yefutidaolu

Chapter 213 What about your brilliant ideas?

Cinnabar is a kind of stone, one of the 'Five Stones', the raw material of mercury, and the most common metaphor among many spiritual practices.

This is because of the special properties of cinnabar. All plants will turn into ashes when burned, but cinnabar will turn into mercury when burned, and then it will turn back into cinnabar after accumulation. It is far different from ordinary plants, so it can make people live forever.

Cinnabar was presented to Wei Gao. Gold represents hardness, and cinnabar represents a sincere heart. Therefore, Taoist practitioners have an achievement called "golden elixir". The "elixir" in it refers to cinnabar, so taking cinnabar is also referred to as "cultivation".

There are poems:
Cinnabar nourishes the Jade Dragon Pond, and the world of the little gourd is boundless.

Don't say that people are foolish, a drunken smile makes the world harmonious.

So, her parents gave her the name "Shun Dansha".

This name means that people hope she will be sincere, practice successfully and become a true 'Jade Dragon'.

However, Dansha himself didn't feel anything.

Using allusions in naming is like using a stalk. You know that "it's not a dragon, but it's very similar" is the most interesting part. Or to put it bluntly, it's a kind of Ye Gonghaolong-like preference, which is based on the fact that you know it's not a dragon, so it has a sense of enlightenment.

Therefore, Shun Dansha did not take the meaning of her name too seriously. Now, she was looking at her tail with full anticipation.

Around her tail, there is a circle of 'ghost work'.

The ghost workers, holding various tools, nails, hammers, saws and rulers, were carefully trimming her tail, carving it to be as beautiful as before.

You can see that with every stroke they make the tail more perfect.

People all say "miraculous workmanship", which is enough to show that the craftsmanship of gods and ghosts is indeed much better than that of mortals. This can be seen by just looking at the soul that has been reforged by Dansha.

"Phew! Done, Miss Shun, your soul has been tempered, but you have to be careful, your soul is tempered by us, after all, it is not your innate one, and there is a gap between it and your fetal light true spirit. Be careful not to leave your body casually and don't let the wind blow you."

"Jingjiang-jun has already cultivated your body a long time ago. You can just live in it and it will be almost completely resurrected. The shapeshifting method should not be difficult for you. You just need to pay attention to some things."

The ghost workers reminded people of all kinds of taboos.

For example, you cannot see the wind. The first three days are the fusion period. You cannot hear thunder, even thunder you make yourself. You cannot act casually. It takes at least a year to cultivate it.

From now on, you must never let your soul leave your body, otherwise it will be very easy for others to catch your flaws. If your soul is shattered again, and only the fetal spirit remains, then you will really have no choice but to reincarnate, and no supernatural power can save you.

There were also various small taboos, and Dansha listened very carefully.

She was really serious. She didn't want to die again, but she might not have a chance this time.

"Well, there are only thirty-eight points that you need to pay attention to. We will take our leave first." The ghost worker received his reward and disappeared.

They went back to Mount Tai. These were the skilled workers invited by Lord Jingjiang from Mount Tai. Only they had the ability to forge Shun's soul with cinnabar.

Although Gao Jian had made various guesses about the level of Dansha, in fact, Dansha was a true dragon of the sixth realm. Forging the soul of a true dragon of this level was also a huge pressure for these ghost workers.

As for the higher seventh and eighth realms, their souls can never be saved. For beings at that level, the level of their souls is already too high.

Dansha watched the ghost workers leave.

Then, with a clang, the door closed.

In this huge palace, there is only one dragon, Dansha.

She swam back to her own body and opened her eyes.

Dansha's eyes are really beautiful.

It was light gold with a brilliant colorful halo, large and eye-catching.

"Transformation..." Dansha muttered something incomprehensible to himself and took a look at his own body.

But her eyes showed obvious confusion.

Now, the body has recovered.

What else needs to be done?

Her current body is exactly the same as her previous one, silver overall, but with fine red lines in many places, just like her name.

Cinnabar is red in color, and after calcination it will turn into a silver color.

The beautiful and slender silver-red dragon sways its body in the water, flashing with an enchanting beauty.

She wagged her tail, and the water was pushed along the glazed tiles on the palace arch, making tiny, clear sounds on them, which were pleasant to the ear, but a little lonely.

Dansha curled up aimlessly in the shadow of the eaves of the Dragon Palace, its silver-red scales glowing damply in the dim light.

Jingjiang Jun built his own Dragon Palace very gorgeously and beautifully, which did not match his own style at all. After all, he was a rough, violent and savage black dragon with scars all over his body. This gorgeous and fragile Dragon Palace was not suitable for him. If he were here, he would appear out of place, as if any movement would sweep away the coldness here, which would spoil the fun of the place.

But this place is particularly suitable for cinnabar.

The corals and crystals did not block too much, but instead allowed the moonlight like broken silver to leak in. The cinnabar dragon's tail swept across the icy ground, and the scales collided with the cold jade, making a clear sound. The mermaid silk veil swayed continuously because of the water flow, brushing against her neck.

She deftly used her body to push aside the bead curtain, and the dark red lines flowing on the scales of her body were the same color as coral. A huge crystal column was inserted diagonally in the corner of the hall, and fluorescent blue water plants grew in the cracks, flickering with her breathing.

The Dragon Palace is so quiet that you can hear the sound of pearls growing in their shells.

Dansha stretched out her claws. She had five dragon claws, just like humans. This was called "five claws" and was one of the characteristics of a real dragon. An ordinary demon dragon, no matter how well it had practiced shapeshifting and how much it looked like a dragon, would only have three or four fingers.

Five is a very magical number, five elements, five colors, five earths, five metals, five woods, and so on. This number is inherently meaningful. Therefore, as natural primates, humans have five fingers, five internal organs, five limbs, five senses and so on. These are all manifestations of their harmony with heaven and earth, and the same is true for real dragons.

After all, both are the most intelligent creatures.

Her claws were very dexterous, just like human hands, and she took out the jewelry from the small box.

It is called a small box, but for humans, it is as big as a house, and it is filled with cinnabar jewelry and other things.

A dangling pearl necklace.

Crystal pendant.

Purple jade nails on dragon claws.

The horn pendant can shine light on the scales to make itself appear whiter.

The swimming pool hanging on her tail is made of Dongzhu, which allows her to have light following her when she swims.

These were her old jewelry, which her uncle still kept and added a lot of other things to it.

As a young girl, Dansha certainly likes to dress up, and Zhenlong also has his own way of dressing.

She opened the third layer of the makeup box, where there was a layer of shark silk that could help her tie up the soft dragon whiskers, or hair, on her head.

She was dressing herself up, and at that moment, a school of silver fish were swimming, and the reflection of their scales splashed on the Panlong pillar. On the mirror of the dressing table, a layer of rouge was condensed, and the shadow of cinnabar was reflected in it.

She trimmed her scales, groomed her horns, sharpened her claws, and curled up on the chalcedony couch, her tail fin unconsciously slapping the frosty water.

Gao Jian had been here before and had laid down here. He had been drunk and fallen asleep while digesting those rare treasures. That was the place where he lay.

Gao Jian probably never imagined that the secret room was actually Dansha's dressing box and snack box.

Now, where Gao Jian had lain, there was a layer of pearl powder like fine snow, which was the debris from the scratches of her scales when she tossed and turned just now.

The horns of the red-gold coral slipped from her hair and made no sound at all on the seabed. For a moment, Dansha was actually a little unhappy.

The Dragon Palace is too quiet.

It's so quiet.

My uncle wasn't there, and nothing else was there either.

She shook the cinnabar scales on her tail, suddenly turned around and jumped onto the ice crystal beam, trying to make some noise.

The water was swung around, causing the crystal sand that had accumulated on the surface for hundreds of years to fall off. A sleeping hawksbill turtle lying on the surface was scared away in the flying silver dust. She took a quick glance and found that the pattern on the turtle's shell was exactly the same as Gao Jian's scabbard.

Not only the scabbard, but also the tortoise shell would appear in Gao Jian's mind when he was making deductions.

For some reason, she suddenly burst into laughter, startling all the shrimps, crabs and small fish in the hall.

Dusk had deepened and the entire palace began to fade as the light gradually disappeared. The surrounding lighting was replaced by luminous seaweed, glass jellyfish, and those night pearls and crystal pillars. These lights were relatively weak and flickered, flickering on and off as if keeping rhythm.

Dansha swam against the current through the corridor and saw his shadow stretched out and cast on the glass wall, revealing the outline of a human woman. In a moment of shock -

"Good idea." The name rolled across his lips and teeth, bringing up a string of tiny bubbles.

The slender silver-red real dragon disappeared in the foam of the deep ocean. In front of the silver mirror, it was no longer a silver-red dragon, but a young girl.

A school of silver fish passed by her ankles, and she lifted her skirt, and the shark silk hem immediately spread out into pleated waves.

She blinked her eyes, and it seemed as if a small transparent fish slipped through her pupils.

To be honest, she didn't know why she wanted to become a human, because she always felt that the human form was ugly.

But, that's just ugly.

After Dansha turned into a human, she felt that she was still very beautiful.

There are dragon horns on the top of his head, and the corners of his eyes are naturally hazy with red lines, just like natural eye shadow. When he lowers his eyes, it looks like a swallowtail butterfly with folded wings is perched there, and his pupils are golden, reflecting the faint light of the entire palace.

"I said I would take you home." The voice from memory came up mixed with moisture.

Gao Jian was wiping his knife when he said this. The knife was rusty and only the tip of the knife was slightly sharp.

That was the first time that Dansha knew that human body temperature could boil sea water.

Dansha looked at the luminous pearls inlaid on the dome, and those pearls suddenly turned into bright sword lights.

——Yes.

That day in the East China Sea, Gao Jian's blade cut through the dense resentment on the seabed. In front of the old turtle, under the suppression of the God of Plague's charm, and when a group of dragons gathered, when her soul was taken out from the deep sea seal, she really felt that person was worthy of her big He Luo fish.

Obviously only in the second realm.

So brave.

"But I'm too weak, only at the third level. Well, luckily I'm relatively survivable. The human race's cultivation speed is quite fast..."

Standing in front of the mirror, Dansha was thinking aimlessly. The whole dragon was floating in the water in human form. The faint light that occasionally leaked out from the gaps between the few dragon scales on its body changed with its emotions. When he blinked, his eyelashes would startle tiny bubbles.

That human really took on my trust and allowed myself to enter his divine gate to be taught my divine charm, without any fear that I would do anything bad to him.

There is nothing in the Dragon Palace. She is the only one who can speak. Now she can only think about these things. She heard that her uncle went to avenge her. Hehe, she knew that her uncle would not let them go.

But, that was a family from the Divine Dynasty.

The Divine Dynasty family is still very powerful, and it won’t be that easy for my uncle to deal with them. It will probably take some time, right?

You don't have to worry as long as your uncle is here. He's so awesome.

Just as Dansha was thinking about this, a huge flow of water suddenly came from outside the Crystal Palace.

The voice was too familiar, causing Dansha to suddenly open her eyes wide, and the pearl lights in the whole hall trembled.

She immediately turned over, and at that moment, she had regained the form of a dragon and turned towards the outside of the Dragon Palace.

Outside the Dragon Palace, the originally calm water flow turned violent, and the sky was covered with black thunder.

Different from the dreamy and peaceful Dragon Palace when Dansha stayed here, in a blink of an eye, this place was covered by violent waves.

Jingjiang Jun returned to the Dragon Palace with an unhappy face.

Then, he happened to meet Dansha who came out to greet him.

Immediately afterwards, the wind and the sea calmed down, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, the violent water flow subsided, and even Jingjiang Jun's own expression became refreshed.

"Dansha, I'm back. By the way, please keep this thing. Marinate it with heavy water, freeze it, and hang it on the beam." Jingjiang Jun said happily, and then threw something to Dansha.

"Uncle, this is... a hand? Whose is it?" Dansha was a little stunned. He stretched out his dragon claws and pinched the "human hand" with his two claws.

For Dragon Claw, this human hand is too small.

"Zuo Lang's, the ancestor of the Zuo family, now the entire Zuo family has been destroyed." Shun Jingjiang patted his chest and bared his teeth: "All the revenge has been taken! How about it, uncle is awesome!"

"All reported? Doesn't that family have a Nine Realms in charge?"

"Yes, but they are all dead!"

"Wow, uncle is so awesome!" Dansha immediately started clapping.

Shun Jingjiang immediately raised his dragon head, looking very proud, and said, "From now on, we don't have to have anything to do with the human race anymore. After this time..."

"Uncle, what's your opinion?" Dansha asked.

After hearing this, Jingjiang Jun was choked.

The next second, his eyes became ferocious.

(End of this chapter)