Shulong Daojun

Although both are of the same species, Qingmin belongs to the category of clear dragons, and is inherently at odds with this turbid dragon.

Therefore, they often fight each other to see who is better.

Damn Qingjiao, as your elder brother, you've given me a break. So what if I pinned you down?

Thinking of this, Zhuyin Jiaotong's eyes darkened, and he muttered angrily to vent his dissatisfaction.

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow and revealed a faint smile.

The activation method uses desire to drive transformation, thereby making the dragon itself have the thought of "wanting to become".

The moment a thought arises, change naturally occurs.

As for the mirror and the dragon shape, one reflects the shape, and the other shows the appearance.

The former is to arouse desire, while the latter lets dragons know what they should become.

Both are essential and indispensable.

Judging from Zhuyin's current appearance, he must be feeling a deep dissatisfaction with not yet transforming into a dragon.

Very well, so let's add fuel to the fire.

So he gently coaxed, "Why hesitate? Just follow your heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuyin's vertical pupils hardened, his body churned with turbid energy, and a certain thought surged wildly within him.

Transforming into a dragon? It's only a matter of time, why rush it?

In contrast, Qingmin's desire, which he had been unable to suppress for a long time, surged and became uncontrollable.

However, if one wants to do this openly and without restraint, then it must be...

Its body gradually lengthened, its four claws contracted, its scales disappeared, and its thick tail suddenly shrank, transforming it into a human form.

Its appearance is nine-tenths similar to Lin Shu's, but its aura and eyes are extremely fierce and terrifying.

Realizing he had successfully transformed, Zhuyin was overjoyed, his eyes brimming with excitement.

It lowered its head, curiously examining its hands. With a thought, it slowly closed its five fingers, following the habits of a dragon, and tried to do it in human form.

They might raise their hands as if to claw, but it's unclear what their purpose is; or they might move stiffly, almost falling over.

Despite its many flaws, this only made it more interesting and fun to play with.

Lin Shu frowned, momentarily puzzled as to where things had gone wrong.

How did the dragon, which was being guided by the candle spirit, end up looking like itself?

He glanced at it, pondered it but couldn't figure it out, so he simply put it out of his mind for the time being.

After all, judging from the results, the transformation technique was indeed successful.

However, you still need to practice a few more times to master it.

Thinking of this, Lin Shu used himself as a reference to point out the differences in appearance, temperament and charm between Zhu Yin after its transformation and the transformed object, from head to toe, without missing a single detail.

Zhuyin studied with exceptional seriousness, nodding his head repeatedly, his eyes gleaming with increasing excitement.

Once Zhuyin was able to move at will and transform with a single thought, Linshu had it try to transform into the barnacle demon on the table, observing its behavior and learning its habits.

Once the work was completed, they were placed together and remained peaceful.

Then he had Zhuyin swallow it whole to satisfy his craving.

During this time, something unexpected also happened.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qiushui came to the courtyard, gently knocked on the moonlit door, and began to politely ask for her guidance.

Lin Shu found it strange, but did not refuse. He took the opportunity to invite Lin Shu into the courtyard, where Lin Shu sat on a stone bench and taught Lin Shu by the moonlight.

At that time, the moon was bright and the stars were few, making it quite spacious.

That night, he didn't sleep a wink.

As dawn approached, Mu Qiushui finally departed with pleasure.

Lin Shu shook his head, washed up, and then, just like yesterday, led Lu Youzhi and the others to a place recorded on the topographic map to continue teaching them the methods of sorting out the earth's veins.

Although the fractured ley lines here are not as robust as those in the abyss, they are fine and scattered, making them a good place to practice connecting ley lines.

Similarly, it is also very close to those large cities, providing much protection to the people, making it a good place to wait for the turbid whale.

......

Headquarters, Zhengmaitang.

The stewards and patrolmen reported on various matters and discussed the location of the strange disturbances caused by demons and monsters.

He remained silent, his face grim.

Beside them sat two young Taoist priests, one tall and one short, both with pleased expressions and a hint of eagerness on their faces.

Before long, the tall Taoist suddenly spoke up: "Elder Shouzheng, have you made up your mind?"

My fellow Daoist and I are here on the orders of the sect leader to help you eliminate that turbid whale and save the remaining people of Fuyuan.

The sect leader must have already informed you of the method to eliminate the whale. Now that the manpower and methods are ready, I hope you will make a decision quickly.

Before he could finish speaking, the short Taoist priest chimed in, "Yes, yes, Elder Shouzheng."

That beast has gone mad. In times of crisis, extraordinary measures must be taken. Since the safety of the people is at stake, the sooner the better.

As for the disciples inside the city, one of us will be protecting them, so they are not in much danger.

Upon hearing this, Shouzheng's expression grew even more somber. His gaze fell upon the two men, and he hesitated, caught in a dilemma.

Yesterday, after he informed his senior brother Yi Xuan about the matter of the turbid whale, Yi Xuan quickly sent back a message.

It was announced that two newly promoted Earth Immortals would arrive soon to assist, and they would also provide a method to lure the Turbid Whale out.

But how absurd that method was!

They found a small town and moved all its inhabitants to other towns.

He then ordered a group of disciples on duty to disguise themselves and enter the city, using their immense spiritual energy to lure the turbid whale.

When the muddy whale leaps high into the air and crashes through the city walls, they will join forces to launch a sudden attack and kill it in one fell swoop while it is unprepared.

If this law is followed, the people will certainly be safe and secure.

But is the fate of all the Taoist disciples not fate itself?

If anything goes wrong, one will still die and perish.

"Fellow Daoists, allow me to think about it some more... think about it some more." Shouzheng composed himself, sighed, and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

The tall Taoist suddenly spoke up, laughing, "I understand and can comprehend the elder's worries."

As a disciple, it is a blessing to have an elder who cares so much about his juniors.

But under such protection, how can pillars of strength emerge?

The tall Taoist priest raised an eyebrow, asked a question in return, and then continued:

"We all fought against those demonic sects, fought our way up step by step, and protected the people of this region before we were able to attain the Earth Immortal rank."

To be honest, Elder, I understood when I was a disciple that the dangers of today are the stepping stones to my future.

Now that I have achieved my goal, looking back, I realize it was indeed true.

Having said that, he laughed heartily, then looked at Shouzheng and said, word by word, "What the elder thinks may not be what this disciple desires."

Upon hearing this, Shouzheng was stunned.

Everyone has their own thoughts, their own actions, and their own reasons.

He could certainly rebuke him with a "foolish" remark, and then argue that he acted rashly and without careful consideration, leaving him speechless.

But what he saw at that moment was a younger generation arguing with an elder, each holding their own opinion.

Therefore, they remained silent for a moment.

Just then, the tall Taoist said again, "If the elder is really worried about the safety of the disciples on duty, he can replace them with disciples from the garrison whose cultivation level has reached the level of a living immortal."

He then bestowed upon them the hoarded teleportation tokens as a means of survival.

In this way, all aspects can be taken into account, and the risks of doing things can be greatly reduced.

What does the elder think?

Shouzheng looked up, remained silent for a long time, and finally said, "So be it, let's proceed as we see fit."

He had no other good ideas, and after thinking about it for a while, he also felt that what the younger man said made some sense.