The inward gaze searched the Heart Turtle inch by inch.
The dragon head, turtle body and dragon tail really look like the dragon turtle in mythology and legend. It would look even more like the dragon turtle if it carried a stone tablet on its back.
But Su He could not see anything. There was no inheritance and no skills. The dragon turtle was like a black jade statue, motionless and silent.
Su He was very patient and watched quietly.
On the river bank, Xia Dali watched Su He, who was floating downstream in his turtle shell, and with a flick of his finger, he quietly left a spell on the turtle shell.
It has no other effect, it is just a protection for the divine turtle. If anyone with hostility approaches the divine turtle, he will notice it at the first time.
He hesitated for a moment, then broke off a branch and lightly tapped it. The branch turned into a wooden kite and flew away into the distance.
In any case, the Qingyuan Sect was biased today. Except for Madam Su, everyone, including the Sect Leader, owes this divine turtle an explanation.
Especially those in the Hall of Eternal Life, they were too eager to take the opportunity to impose restrictions on the Divine Turtle.
Perhaps the divine tortoise was still lacking in intelligence and was unable to see it. But this lack could not be forever, maybe in a hundred years or a thousand years, the divine tortoise would eventually become more intelligent, and when it recalled what happened today, it would probably feel resentful towards the Qingyuan Sect.
If there are mistakes, they must be corrected and due compensation must be given.
Uncle Ge is the oldest cultivator in the Beast Taming Valley who practices the Beast Transformation Chapter. His second incarnation is a turtle.
He had a deep affection for turtles. Last summer, he saw a very spiritual turtle in Tinghai Lake and decided to take him as his disciple. He spent a year creating a set of turtle exercises, just in time to ask for compensation for the divine turtle.
Law Enforcement Hall, Prison.
In an ordinary prison, Lu Ming, covered in bloodshot clothes, quietly watched Qiao Ling being escorted in and locked up in the prison, his expression calm and without anger or indignation.
There was a small bug on his collar, which whispered to him what was happening outside - when he came to the prison, he found that the prison guards were so lax to an outrageous degree.
He is just a junior disciple, yet he can contact the outside world from within the prison without any restrictions or seals. Is this the state a normal sect should be in
The sect is so lax, no wonder there are so many evildoers.
Therefore, this sect is unreliable, and the real purpose is to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits.
Qiao Ling was locked up next door. He knocked on the wall, smiled at Lu Ming through the cage window and said, "I lost!"
Lu Ming shook his head: "You are so stupid! This is not the way to kill a turtle."
"Hmm?" Qiao Ling tilted his head, waiting for his next words.
"We can't just attack the turtle directly. It's a divine beast, how can we let it go if it dies unexpectedly in the sect? Even if you succeed today, you can't escape the sect's investigation."
"If we want to kill it, we can only use the power of the sect and let the sect leader enforce the sect rules. This way, no one will suspect anything."
Besides, it's a divine beast! Why kill it
Wouldn't it be nice to take it as your natal beast
Although Lu Ming was imprisoned in the prison these days, his concern for Su He did not decrease at all. His fellow apprentices outside kept sending him information via the little bug.
He had previously thought that the turtle was a simple matter!
In just over a month, it grew from the size of an eight-immortal table to a size larger than a millstone, and even grew dragon scales. This was definitely not something that could be achieved by swallowing half a white tiger.
The turtle's bloodline might be purer than anyone imagined.
It is impossible for a divine beast with a bloodline of a certain level to be taken as a natal beast, at least it cannot be done by conventional means.
The sacred beast cannot be insulted.
The natal beast is just a nice name, but isn't it actually a beast slave or a beast pet? In name, the natal beast and the master share weal and woe, and seem to be equal, but if the master dies, the natal beast must die, but the master can still have a chance to start over.
Even avoiding damage.
If lives are not equal, how can there be fairness
A divine beast cannot be insulted and cannot be taken as a natal beast, unless the divine beast is incomplete - Yuan Ling!
Cultivators have their primordial spirits, and divine beasts have their primordial souls, which are similar things. However, divine beasts are special, as their primordial spirits and bodies are integrated and cannot leave their bodies, but they are not afraid of the strong wind.
The complete Yuan Ling resisted all submission. And the divine tortoise belonged to Su Huanian, so no one could easily control it.
Only by letting the divine turtle make a mistake first will the master have the opportunity to place restrictions on its soul.
The divine beast cannot be insulted, and the divine turtle will definitely resist. At this time, with a little guidance and help, the divine turtle can cooperate to disperse the small piece of polluted Yuan Ling.
Lu Ming can take advantage of the opportunity.
Of course, it would be best to let the divine turtle with its damaged soul swallow up his original natal beast, the white tiger, so that the white tiger's aura can be completely integrated into the divine turtle. Lu Ming can then use the formation to transform the divine turtle into his natal beast.
These methods are not available in the Beast Taming Valley, but they are included in the inheritance he received!
The little bug on his shoulder interrupted in confusion: "Brother, how can the sect rules punish a divine turtle?"
Lu Ming is not the direct disciple of the first master of the Beast Taming Valley, but he can become the first true disciple of the Beast Taming Valley. How can he not have some tricks and a few die-hard fans? The restrictions are not only for exotic beasts!
This little bug was using a special method to contact his loyal fellow apprentices outside. The little bug was not a technique of the Qingyuan Sect, but was discovered by him accidentally at the place where he and Qiao Ling obtained the inheritance.
I don't know what period this relic came from, but the formations and restrictions in the current cultivation world are almost unstoppable.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "It is natural that divine beasts have special privileges. Minor mistakes will naturally not be punished. But if the mistake is big enough and the person offended is strong enough, the head will definitely not miss the opportunity to restrict the divine beast."
If Su Huanian had not been there, the head of the sect would have taken the opportunity to impose restrictions on it today, even though he knew that it was wronged. At most, he would have imposed the restrictions and then cleared its name, personally paid homage and apologized, and promised not to use any restrictions.
But the ban will never be lifted.
"Elder Ge!"
Qiao Ling thought for a moment and asked, "The great master of your Beast Taming Valley, whose second incarnation was a tortoise elder?"
"That's right!" Lu Ming smiled. "Elder Ge is a heavy drinker and a stingy person. I heard that he spent a year last year creating a tortoise-type technique. What do you think will happen if this tortoise breaks into Elder Ge's dojo and steals the secret manual?"
Hearing about stealing secrets, Xiao Chong shuddered subconsciously: "Yes, I will be beaten to death, right?"
In the cultivation sect, the most important thing is the Dharma, which is the foundation of the sect's inheritance. Stealing secret manuals is a capital crime in any sect!
Lu Ming shook his head: "It won't die, because it is a divine beast. But the master will definitely not let go of this opportunity."
…
Outside the Qingyuan territory, in a special space in the Dongyun Mountains west of Anyang City, a sloppy old Taoist was holding a wine gourd and gnawing on a chicken butt. Suddenly, he waved his hand and grabbed a small wooden kite in the air.
The wooden kite made a low chirping sound.
This is the Qingyuan Sect's Beast Taming Valley's special way of transmitting sound. Even if the wooden kite is intercepted, no one can decipher the bird's call.
The little Taoist boy beside the sloppy old Taoist blinked and asked curiously: "Grandmaster, is this the voice transmission from the abbot? What did he say? When will we be transferred back?"
As soon as the master received the wooden kite, his face looked very strange. Did something happen? Unfortunately, he could not understand the wooden kite's bird song.
The sloppy old Taoist looked very strange. Did our Qingyuan Sect disturb the turtle's nest? He just found a very spiritual little turtle last year, and this year a divine turtle with divine turtle bloodline appeared
Or is it just an extremely clever turtle
If it weren't for the huge difference in size, I would have thought it was his little turtle that came looking for me.
The sloppy old Taoist took a sip of wine and chuckled, "Your senior uncle wants me to pass on the Turtle Longevity Secret."
The Taoist boy's young face immediately lit up. He wanted the master to teach him Taoism? Was the abbot crazy
When has the Grandmaster ever been so generous
The ancestor has been regretting for several days about leaving a stone turtle for the little turtle that broke its promise. The stone turtle carries 30% of the magic formula. What good things is the chief uncle thinking
"Master, are you going to write back and reject him?" After all, he is the abbot. It would not be a good idea to just ignore him, right
The sloppy old Taoist waved his hand: "I can't refuse. Fatty Xia will pester me." He knew the fat man too well. Once he made up his mind, he would definitely do it, without any shame or fear.
I don't know why the turtle caught Xia Dali's eye, and he couldn't wait for him to leave Sanhe Wasteland? Maybe the turtle had something on him
The old Taoist laughed. Xia Dali did not leave a reason in the wooden kite, but only begged for the Dharma with sincere words. Judging from his tone, it seemed as if he had been caught.
"Give it to him! However, the Dao cannot be passed on lightly. The Turtle Longevity Art is in our courtyard. Let the turtle go and break through the formation. If he can get through the three levels, I'll give him the art. If he can't, you can't blame me, right?"
The sloppy old Taoist took out a token from his bosom, threw it into the air, and the token turned into a golden light and flew away.
Law Enforcement Hall, Prison.
Lu Ming looked serious and said to Xiao Chong: "Remember, Elder Ge's dojo is a three-courtyard compound. Each courtyard has a magic circle. The first two circles do not kill people. They are used by Elder Ge to warn disciples who stray into the temple. Even if the turtle breaks in, it is no big deal and he will not be punished.
The three of you must force the turtle into the third courtyard no matter what. That will trigger Elder Ge's real protective formation. Anyone who trespasses into this formation must have bad intentions, and the sect rules will be merciless!"
Xiao Chong said solemnly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will not make any mistakes!"
Lu Ming nodded and said, "I believe you fellow disciples, but the formations in the first two courtyards of Elder Ge are not easy to break through. If you want to force the turtle into the third formation, you must break through two formations. My Qiankun bag is where the white tiger buried its food. You can take it and there may be something useful in it."
The little bug did not refuse, but responded with a sound. A flash of light flashed on its body, and it returned to its calm state. It squeaked, and the junior brother connected to the little bug left. The little bug looked like an ordinary little bug.
Qiao Ling next door closed her eyes to rest. Her performance was over and it was Lu Ming's turn to perform next.
…
Outside the prison, at the place where the disciples were guarding, the scholar slowly put down his wine glass, his expression extremely wonderful.
I originally wanted to design a plan to attract Lu Ming.
Although this disciple has great ambitions but little talent, he has a lot of luck and two or three powerful elders behind him. As long as he uses a little trick to nudge him, he will have great potential.
However, he didn't expect that Lu Ming had already made a calculation without him having to do anything.
That little bug was also unusual. It seemed that the news spread by the sect that Lu Ming had obtained a cave dwelling of an ancient master was not groundless.
But his brain was still a little off. After what happened today, how could the sect not guard the divine turtle? How could a few ordinary disciples do anything about it
The Qingyuan Sect today is no longer what it was sixty years ago. There are many factions. Some want to enslave the divine turtle, while others want to protect it.
But I have to find a way to push him.
The scholar shook the cup, and the tea in the cup instantly ignited into flames. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
His race is special, and what he needs for cultivation is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but the special aura generated by conspiracy and war.
No matter what kind of skills you practice, there will always be variations in the practice. There will always be some special effects that ordinary people can hardly imagine.
It was difficult for others to block the detection on the Divine Turtle, but it was not a big deal for him.
The scholar looked towards Zhenyu again.
The guards in the prison are still too strict, and they are still a bit of an obstacle to the head brother. We need to relax a little.
(End of this chapter)