Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 527 You have been strengthened, come on

Me? Son of Heaven?

Zhao Hao had naturally heard of this concept, but he didn't quite believe it and asked, "How can you see it?"

The golden dragon looked into the distance, "You looked ahead, what did you see?"

Zhao Hao squinted his eyes and saw a blue-black glow rising in the mountains, and strange phenomena appeared.

"Xuanwu tribe?" He wasn't sure, but it felt like this.

He then asked: "Did something happen to the Xuanwu clan?"

He guessed that some big boss was breaking through the barriers and causing strange phenomena in the world.

"No."

The golden dragon said, "Nothing happened to them. It's your problem."

My question?

Zhao Hao became more and more confused. I, Zhao Hao, am very normal. What could be wrong with me?

He woke up suddenly.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked in all directions.

It’s not just the Xuanwu clan.

He saw some bright spots on the horizon farther away, like giant cities entrenched, shining with all kinds of brilliance.

Available in gold and black

He knows where it is.

"You mean, only I can see these things?" Zhao Hao was shocked. This was a sight he had never seen before.

He remembered a word: Qi-gazing.

In legends, there were some special people who could see through fog barriers, see through the secrets of heaven, and also be able to see other people's cultivation realm and even their bloodline at a glance.

They are born with their own luck, and if they can survive, they will definitely be a shocking generation.

Is this the Son of Heaven?

Is this why it's lurking around me?

Then, he remembered the inexplicable immortal energy that had appeared on his body recently, and the strength that shocked Anhua of the Divine Phoenix Clan. It turns out that all of this is a sign of the physical awakening of the Son of Heaven?

"You saw something you shouldn't have seen, and you may have bad luck." The golden dragon whispered.

Zhao Hao was displeased, "I've had a lot of bad luck."

"But I have seen your future. Maybe your name is relatively big and you can control it." The golden dragon continued.

Zhao Hao was stunned. This was the second time someone said he had a good name.

The last time I was told this, I guess it was the same when I was naming it.

"So, what does this mean?" Zhao Hao asked. He knew that the things he could see must not be simple.

"It's the way of heaven."

The golden dragon spoke:

"There are two forces in this world.

One is called righteousness, and the other is called evil, or yin and yang.

When the right path is at the top, the pure air will rise and the turbid air will sink;

If the evil path prevails, the world will be in chaos and demons will wreak havoc."

When Zhao Hao heard this, he felt that it was not simple, so he quickly took out the tissue paper and began to write down.

This is most likely the long-lost ultimate skill of the Dragon Clan.

“Good and evil have been fighting for countless years since ancient times, and each has its own way.

When the Tao is closed, the battle will end."

"How will it be after it's over?" Zhao Hao asked.

The golden dragon was silent for a moment, "The Tao method is closed, the way of heaven is complete, and there is no more Yin and Yang."

Zhao Hao was shocked.

This means that if the evil cultivator completes the "closure of Taoism", the righteous Tao will be completely destroyed, and there will be no chance to struggle and breathe again?

Will this world forever fall into gloom and despair?

"How can we save it?" Zhao Hao asked.

He only knew that the world was getting worse, but he didn't expect it to be so dilapidated that he was facing danger.

His shoulders suddenly felt much heavier.

"What you see are fragments of the right path, which we call dragon energy.

They were broken up by evil ways and scattered across the continent, unable to unite. Our dream is to unite them again.

This is also the pursuit of countless ascetics for countless years.

If the dragon energy is closed and formed into dragon veins, some evil spirits will be driven away, the righteous path will be closed, and the world will be restored."

Zhao Hao felt excited after hearing this.

So, is this the way to save the world?

"How can we collect them?" Zhao Hao asked. He knew that the mission that even the ancient golden dragon clan had not completed must be extremely difficult.

But after seeing everything, is it still far away from success?

"How do I know if you are waiting for me to give you charity?"

The golden dragon said calmly: "We, the golden dragon clan, never expect others to give us power. Even if we want it, we will get it ourselves."

So right!

Zhao Hao was moved in his heart. This golden dragon clan really cared about him. Self-reliance has always been his philosophy in life.

These words hit home every time, and it feels like he said them himself.

He regretted that if it had been an era earlier, he would have become close friends with the golden dragon clan.

Unfortunately, I was born in the wrong era.

He felt sad in his heart and whispered, "There will be solutions, and there will be solutions in the future."

The golden dragon smiled and its tentacles trembled.

"I have to go now."

"It is also a fate that my obsession can find you.

I have nothing to give you, but to awaken your potential, everything else depends on your destiny.

Young people, please take care of yourself."

After saying that, the dragon's shadow slowly disappeared.

Zhao Hao looked solemn and raised his hands, "Senior, go on your way!"

…

Send the seniors away.

After being guided by his seniors, his whole spirit became completely new and his decline was no longer the same.

Can the world be saved by gathering all the "dragon energy"?

"Dad, Master, I will prove myself!"

Zhao Hao has firm eyes and plans for the future.

He plans to collect these dragon energies and become the ultimate evolver.

Don't ask why, because the mountain is right there.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was a surging flow of air inside his body, which was rhythmic and filled with the breath of life.

He was stunned, sat down cross-legged, and looked at himself.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, and a wisp of dark green air appeared in his palm, surrounding him like a swimming dragon.

This air current is very friendly and docile to him.

"Taoist Qi?"

He recognized it and immediately smiled.

"It turns out that senior didn't leave me any gifts."

Then, he stood up, looked at the blue-black clouds in the distance, and came up with a bold idea.

This cloud of smoke seems not far away, and it is in the foothills. If it is a dragon aura, why is it in this barren mountain?

Yes, this is what the Xuanwu tribe is like.

Reasonable.

But, isn’t this an opportunity for me, Zhao Hao?

…

Li Yuangeng didn't understand why he saw that silly boy in "Precognition".

Will he still be favored by heaven?

"What I see is that the long river of time is completely cut off. What kind of power can cut off the long river of time?"

Li Yuangeng was confused and looked at the white fox next to him.

He really couldn't think of it. He really wished that his ancestors were still alive and told them about it and scared them to death.

The world was going further and further in an outrageous direction, and he felt like he was carrying a weight that he shouldn't bear at his age.

"I don't know, it's not me." Bai Bing said.

But he basically guessed it.

If it’s not him, it’s “him”.

It is difficult for others to understand, but for him, the truth is simple: there is no one with a higher status than him in this world, because he cannot see it.

He is fighting against the sky, and this place is too small to allow any hiding.

He had even guessed more.

"Huh?" Li Yuangeng touched his pocket and looked slightly confused.

"how?"

"Something happened and my spiritual tablet was broken."

Li Yuangeng touched it in his arms and spread out his hands. There was a pile of fragments in his palm.

Bai Bing was speechless, look at how slow this child is, do you know what you are talking about?

According to custom, the spiritual tablets are related to life. Once a person dies, the spiritual tablets will be broken. This is used by the tribe to receive news and facilitate the funeral.

"Am I dead?" Li Yuangeng asked.

Bai Bing looked like an idiot.

"This isn't right."

Li Yuangeng suspected that he was dreaming, but soon there was a fluctuation in the communication device, and he went out to answer it.

After a long time, he came back with a solemn expression.

"Something big happened."

"All the life cards of my Xuanwu clan have been shattered."

"An elder said that the reason was that the ancestral altar buried deep in the mountains was stolen."

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(End of chapter)