12dz Chapter 284 Great Medicine
Chapter 284 Great Medicine
Deduction does not mean it will happen, but he immediately understood what Taiyi Zhenren did.
Yunxiao didn’t know why her master’s expression changed. The aura on her body seemed to have exploded. That aura of destruction made it difficult for even her, a Heavenly Master, to bear it.
But now the master looks calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
"The twelve disciples of Kunlun have committed a killing calamity. This Conferred Godhood is also their killing calamity."
The Twelve Immortals of Kunlun are immortal, and many of them do not have deep roots, as they are just hiding in the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.
Yun Xiao suddenly realized: "So in recent years they have come down the mountain to recruit disciples to replace them in order to survive the killing calamity."
"Fool, you are the ones who have to deal with the killing calamity for them. These disciples are just an induction."
"Introduction?" Yunxiao was also very smart and understood it immediately, especially Yang Jian and Li Nezha.
She was calm and composed, with an elegant personality, but at this moment she was furious, "My nephew has ruined their plans time and time again, so this time I will not hesitate to use the divine weapon to kill him."
"What a calculation! You are worthy of being my good senior brothers."
Zhang Song is just a god. Who can he protect from disaster? Karma is fair. The ones who can replace Taiyi are naturally quasi-saints like Senior Sister Jinling and Senior Brother Lingbao.
Yunxiao couldn't believe it. This was a fight to the death.
Master Tongtian deduced himself, and everything was white, as if he was blocked by someone. Who could block him? It was just a List of Gods. Did he really think he could represent the way of heaven?
"I have made some progress in my retreat recently. A bloody disaster is about to happen, and the world will be damaged. I will give a lecture at the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island the next day. All my disciples, regardless of their roots, races, or cultivation levels, can come here to listen to my teachings!"
All the disciples of Jiejiao, including Zhang Song, heard a clear voice in their sea of consciousness, which was gentle and grand, like the movement of heaven and earth.
"Hint 1: You have won the praise of Dao Lord Tongtian, and are rewarded with a wisp of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Intent. Good luck."
"It means that Master Tongtian looked at your expression and caught a glimpse of the future. He was frightened and his mind was trembling. He couldn't calm down for a long time."
"Hint 2: You have received the thanks of the Turtle Spirit Mother, and will be rewarded with a piece of Merit Turtle Shell and a viewing of the Heluo Map. Excellent."
"Explanation: Master Tongtian deduced the future of the Turtle Spirit Mother and specially bestowed the Taoist weapon Piercing Heart Lock to convey a glimpse of the future."
"Hint three: You have earned Yunxiao's gratitude. Reward: The Origin of Wind. Good luck."
"Explanation: Yunxiao Tianzun once captured a ray of the origin of the wind of the great world, and now he has extracted it as a token of gratitude."
What's happening here?
Zhang Song was secretly shocked. He could already guess that his memory was secretly read by the great leader. Fortunately, the system concealed his real memory and only grafted his own thoughts onto it, concealing the truth perfectly.
If a saint doesn't have a bottom line...
Look at Yuanshi, look at the two Western leaders...
It seems that their leader has also figured it out. The Taoist who calls himself Heaven wants to set up a company to recruit subordinates, the Taoist Yuanshi wants to complete the Conferred God Program, the two Taoists in the West want to capture a total of 3,000 people, and the female Taoist wants to destroy the Shang Dynasty to vent his anger.
Come to think of it, it seems that Tongtian himself has no pursuit, and there are so many people, who else can he target if not you?
Zhang Song could understand it, and Tongtian could naturally understand it as well, but he was very unwilling to let his own property be embezzled by others.
I'll give you small fish and shrimp, but if you dare to touch my true disciples, you'll have to rely on your own ability.
Zhang Song is now a little afraid of his own leader, who always shouts, "Let's destroy the world together and start over again," and he really has the ability to do so.
He sat in a comfortable armchair. On the table were sixth-level fairy fruits and next to him was a pot of precious seventh-level Ganoderma lucidum fairy wine.
An exquisite storage bag appeared in his hand.
Some people are born rich. This little kid's storage bag is really good. I hope to have the dragon tendons, dragon blood and dragon meat that I want.
I have several creatures at home that need dragon blood and dragon meat, and I don’t know how much is left in the little brat’s storage bag.
“Hiss…” Zhang Song sighed in his heart, it was really cruel that it was actually a pure-blooded real dragon, at the True Lord level.
He didn't believe that a great and powerful person who was protected by everyone would be beaten to death by a child on the water surface of his own home.
It seems that the two magic weapons given by Taiyi are imprinted with some methods, which is a bit unethical.
Apart from not finding the dragon tendons, two-thirds of the dragon scales were also missing. However, there was still a lot of flesh, blood, bones and horns, like a mountain, more than enough to use.
Pills, tsk!
Pill? This is actually a pill. Zhang Song was a little surprised. He felt that he was ignorant and superficial, and took the pill for granted.
There were three pills, one of which looked like a green kingfisher, lifelike and extremely agile. It could even sense Zhang Song's gaze, and flew up and down curiously. Then it turned into a pill and was quietly stored in the bag.
Changqing Pill is an eighth-level medicine that can instantly restore a person's health no matter how severe the injury is. It contains a trace of plant essence.
The second pill turned out to be a strange meat ball, which kept shrinking and rolling all over the body. It was even more terrifying than the original black ball of the White Jade Buddha.
The blood and flesh elixir, the eighth level elixir, when taken by an ordinary True Lord, no one knows who will swallow whom in the end.
"Bai Jingjing is lucky. If she can withstand this pill, she will be able to advance to the True Lord realm immediately."
Zhang Song took it into the Immortal Palace and told Bai Jingjing how to use it and what to pay attention to. He told her to let it settle for a while before preparing for the promotion.
Bai Jingjing's eyes sparkled. If they were not on Sanxian Island, she would have behaved well today and rewarded her husband handsomely.
The third pill was a little dragon, roaring unwillingly, with bloodshot eyes and exuding hostility.
Shenglong Pill, an eighth-level medicine, contains a complete dragon soul.
“Sister Qingqing, you don’t have to eat this big pill, just keep it by your side.”
Mo Qingqing took the dragon pill, and her body began to show abnormalities. Dragon scales grew in some parts of her body, her eyes turned golden, and her blood began to boil as if it was being refined.
"I must hold on and refine it!" Mo Qingqing knew that if she could digest this big pill, she would have many paths to choose from ahead of her. Whether she could transform into a dragon or a spirit, she could achieve the realm of True Lord.
It would be shameful if I couldn't even handle one pill.
She turned around and walked back to her courtyard holding the pill. There was still a long way to go, but this road was wide and straight, and there was someone holding a lamp in front, so it was easy to walk on.
The remaining dragon body was given half to everyone, and even 300 kilograms were kept for the little boar that was sleeping and advancing again.
After replacing the dragon head, he began to refine the dragon meat, and time passed little by little.
The dragon clan is the leader of all clans. No matter which race you get in touch with, you will eventually become a son or grandson of a dragon with dragon blood. The power of blood is really strong.
As long as any race keeps surpassing itself, even a loach in a ditch can become a dragon after nine transformations.
Just like one’s own path, transcend, and constantly transcend.
Whether it is physical fitness or spiritual spirit, we must continue to surpass ourselves.
His flesh began to wriggle, and palm-sized dragon scales appeared on it. This was because his muscles had been strengthened to the limit and underwent a transformation.
Surpassing yourself does not mean you will really become a dragon. Dragon scales are not the real limit and can still be broken and stripped off by others.
Zhang Song instantly got rid of this dragon scale form. What he needed was the spirit and cultivation method of the dragon clan, not to actually become a dragon.