Shen Luo chanted a spell, and a layer of black gas appeared on his right hand, surging like flowing water, making a rustling sound.
A layer of black light also appeared in his dantian in the lower abdomen, faintly echoing the black energy in his right hand.
"Transplantation!" Shen Luo muttered to himself, and wiped his right hand outside his dantian. A ball of fast-flowing black gas emerged around the black seeds in his dantian, making a rustling sound.
The black seed trembled slightly, and then returned to calm. It was obvious that the spell had failed.
However, he was not angry but happy, because when he transferred the seeds just now, there was no tingling sensation in his dantian and meridians. It seemed that this secret technique worked!
Shen Luo closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling the formula of grafting flowers and trees again. However, he still failed to succeed when he performed the technique for the second time, so he immediately performed the technique for the third time.
In a blink of an eye, Shen Luo tried seven or eight times, and all failed. However, he became more and more proficient in the operation of grafting, and he could feel that he was not far from success.
"Transplantation!" He recovered his strength and used his magical power for the ninth time.
A ball of black light emerged around the black seed in the Dantian, surging like a rushing river. The black seed trembled and was then submerged by the black light and disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, a black light flashed in the Dharma vein of his right hand, and a ball of black gas appeared out of thin air, wrapping the black seed inside, and stayed here.
The roots of the black seeds have taken root in the Dharma meridians in the right hand, and the situation is similar to that in the Dantian.
"Huh..." Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
Transferring the black seed here is still only a temporary solution, but it is much better than leaving it in the Dantian. If this seed really causes harm to his body in the future, the worst that can happen is that he will have to cut off his right hand.
Regenerating severed limbs might be difficult for ordinary cultivators, but it is not a problem for a true immortal like Shen Luo.
Thinking of this, he finally felt relieved and closed his eyes again.
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Three days later, all the water race leaders were summoned to the crystal hall of Dragon Palace without knowing what had happened.
Many of the dragon's sons and grandsons also gathered in the hall, making the originally spacious hall seem a bit crowded.
Ao Hong stood at the forefront of all the dragon sons, dressed in mourning and with a gloomy expression.
Since Shen Luo was not from the Dragon Palace, he could only listen but had no right to participate, so he sat alone in a corner.
"Everyone, I think you have heard about why I summoned you here today. That's right. My father was indeed betrayed by the other three seas and attacked together. He has passed away." Ao Zhong glanced at everyone and said. As soon as these words came out, not only the subordinate water officials and many water descendants of the Dragon Palace, but also many dragon sons and grandsons changed their expressions.
Previously, the Dragon Palace had been blocking the news and keeping the death a secret until the situation was stabilized. Only then did they gather everyone together and announce this earth-shaking news.
The entire crystal hall was suddenly in chaos, with all kinds of discussions heard everywhere.
"Quiet, don't make any noise. A family cannot be without a master for a day, and a country cannot be without a king for a day. My father has passed away, and there is nothing we can do about it. Next, we must select a new master of the Dragon Palace and the king of the East China Sea as soon as possible." Ao Zhong continued.