"Damaged a long spear, but got this bone stick again." Di Jing touched the bone and couldn't put it down. "Although there are bone inscriptions on it, but I can't see through it, it's just my magic weapon. It's just that. This big bone stick is left by the master. If I take it away, I wonder if he will get angry?"
"I can't manage that much. The journey to the cold profound abyss is approaching, and the spear is broken again. I can only replace it with this big stick. When the mission is over, it won't be too late to change it back."
After making up his mind, he put away the bone stick, and thought to himself: "This magic weapon is not small in weight. With my current strength, it is still a bit reluctant to use. If you want to be lucky, you need to strengthen your strength. That's it. I don't know if there are such practices in the sect?"
Putting the bone stick into the magic treasure bag, he got up and went back to Qianshan, looking for any scriptures in the Daoist's study.
Daoists seldom come back to their senses, and the house is not cleaned, and it has been covered with dust. Di Jing searched for a while, and saw that these scriptures were unremarkable, far from the bone inscriptions in the Houshan Creek.
On the bookshelves, there are some very common scriptures. Di Jing watched the air leak for a while and was about to leave. When he planned to go to the main peak Tibetan scripture pavilion, he found a painting hanging on the wall.
The painting is very simple, with only a few outlines, but it depicts landscapes and clouds, illusory, like a dreamlike disillusionment.
Between the virtual and the real, Di Jing suddenly felt a breath of energy flowing in the painting, walking through the mountains and rivers, and looming in the clouds. Beside the painting, a stroke was smoothly drawn, and the handwriting was very beautiful, like a dragon and a snake dancing.
"Mountain Dragon!"
Di Jing looked at it carefully, and finally recognized the handwriting, and read it softly. But at this moment, the scroll of the picture swayed, revealing a huge force, and the aura hidden in the mountains and waters in it, suddenly walked through, like a sleeping dragon that was awakened, rising out of the nine-layered heaven and descending The rivers and lakes are deep sea.
That spirit danced in the painting, exuding a brilliance, Di Jing suddenly felt the world wide, and what he saw in front of him was the other world, green mountains and green waters, misty clouds, and he walked in the empty clouds.
"Is this the world in the painting?" Di Jing looked around, but didn't find any creatures. He secretly asked, "Is the master keeping such a painting in the study room for any purpose?"
The world in the painting is very big. Although Di Jing entered the illusion, he broke away from the bondage (and did not fall into it completely. This painting is very peculiar, giving Di Jing the ability to cross mountains and rivers. The mountains and rivers on the other side are already.
Suddenly, a low roar of a dragon roar sounded from the mountains, and Di Jing felt an overwhelming breath spreading from the mountains, swept across by this breath, and his mind was suddenly shaken.
"Is this the mountain dragon?"
Di Jing looked at the depths of the mountains, where the mountain peaks were piled on top of each other, and among the billowing clouds, a huge evil dragon moved its body, spreading the clouds and fog, and the terrifying dragon head reached Di Jing in front of him. .
The dragon, the legendary thing, is a fierce creature between heaven and earth. It does not know what it is for long, but it does not know how big it is. It wanders between nothingness and stays in the ancient desert.
The evil dragon in front of him was huge, and the mountains under it all looked like small mounds. Di Jing could hardly imagine how these mountains hide the evil dragon.
Qunfeng is like this, let alone him, a human being, in front of Nielong, only a tiny bit size.
However, in Nielong's eyes, only Di Jing was reflected.
"Although I am in the illusion in the painting, it is only half-empty and half-real, but now facing this giant dragon, it makes me feel like a heart trembling. It seems that there is a huge mountain that has been depressurized in front of me, with a light touch, It will make me shattered."
Facing this giant dragon, Di Jing felt a lot of pressure. The opponent's eyes, like the vast sun and the moon, were shining, as if they could penetrate the void, and a slight movement of his body would make the entire space turbulent.
"I heard that the most precious treasure of the sect was called the Nine Dragon Sealing Tower. At the time of the envoy, there were nine dragons clearing the way, extremely powerful! I don't know if this picture called'Mountain Dragon' is related to the Nine Dragon Sealing Tower. ?"
On the main peak of Zongling Cave, there is a golden glow from time to time, with a height of more than a thousand feet, piercing the clouds and lifting the clouds. Even at the second peak, it can be clearly seen. Di Jing once asked the disciples of the younger generation and learned that it was the divine light emitted by the Nine Dragon Sealing Tower, because there were nine dragon qi entangled, it would spit out divine light every once in a while.
"You are not a real creature, you are just a breath of energy, and you have carved the shape of a real dragon. You introduced me into the illusion in the painting. Was it my master's arrangement or was it driven by the self-consciousness of this picture scroll?"
Soon, Di Jing realized the key point. This spirit and rhyme is the dominant part of the painting, and it is also the magical part of the whole painting. Perhaps this qiyun is a natural creation of heaven and earth, or it may be arranged by man, and finally becomes a spirit weapon, and this carrier also becomes a spirit weapon.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the huge evil dragon in front tore open its huge mouth and roared wildly at Di Jing.
That powerful force swept his whole body from his forehead straight to the soles of his feet. Whether it was muscles or meridian blood vessels, they all rolled under the loud noise.
It was the mysterious sky-opening formation pattern in the body, also under this roar, there was violent shaking. The sky-reaching formation pattern shook, and the locked immortal veins immediately became restless, turning with the power of howling through the body to get rid of the formation pattern closure.
The immortal pulse, the destructive power that could break Di Jing's body was also revealed, and the power of howling, one after the other, added to the flames.
Di Jing's skin opened several wounds immediately, and the clothes were soaked with blood, making him extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, this painting did not completely leave Di Jing, a half-empty and half-real illusion, as the evil dragon roared, it shattered instantly, and the mountains, smoke clouds and the giant dragon covering the sky disappeared in an instant.
"Xianmai is doing strange things again!"
As the roaring power disappeared, the power in Di Jing's body gradually calmed down. Although the sky-reaching formation pattern was not controlled by Di Jing, it operated on its own at the most critical juncture, locking the immortal veins again.
"Xianmai is a potentially powerful force in others, but in me, I don't dare to use it at all. Once the power of immortality is activated, there is a danger of the body's collapse."
Sitting cross-legged in front of the picture scroll, he swallowed some pills and turned into a thick spiritual energy to repair the wounds on his body.
"This scroll is very peculiar. I don't know if it belongs to a spiritual tool?" Di Jing looked at the scroll and muttered, "The wonder of a spiritual tool lies in its aura. If this scroll is a spiritual tool, the aura in it is so powerful, its The owner must be no small thing."
"what!"
Soon, Di Jing realized that his body had undergone some changes, and his physique had been strengthened. The blood flowing through the veins in his body was revealing a majestic breath.
"The power of the mountain dragon!"
Di Jing closed his eyes and pondered, and quickly found the reason. In that scroll, he was touched by the charm of the mountain dragon, and the pattern of the sky was actually carved with a hint of charm.
Originally, this was not enough for him to have such power, but immediately after the roar of the evil dragon, that majestic and powerful force passed through the body, and was directly absorbed by the sky-reaching formation. After transformation and evolution, this kind of heaven was captured. The divine power of good fortune is gathered in Di Jing's body.
"This painting is not a spiritual tool. It is the evolution of a dragon gas in the Nine Dragon Sealing Tower by the master, and he has captured the charm of the world and carved it down in this picture scroll. It just so happens that what he is copying is the dragon of power, which has the infinite power to move mountains and seas! "
Di Jing was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly said: "Master, did you do it unintentionally, or do it in advance. Whatever I lack, I will come here! Now with the power of this mountain dragon, as long as you practice a little, you will be able to transport the bones. That’s great! And this power will gradually increase with the future practice, and tens of thousands of catties will not be a problem. The power of a mere dragon has such power, what level is the Nine Dragon Sealing Tower? Magical artifact? What surprises are there on this Shenlai Peak?"