Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

Lu Xihou was walking between the sky and the earth, electric lights everywhere, rumbling, the electricity made him ache and numb, his whole face was distorted, he grinned, and fled to the depths of the sea.

This is not the first time he faced such a huge thunder and lightning when crossing the catastrophe.

The last time he broke through the realm, he was also shocked badly. He has experience, and the effect of body training has come out. Still keep a few? Points sober.

This feeling is very strange.

On the one hand, the severe pain made him a little confused between reality and imagination. The whole dragon leaped forward with its head covered. The beast nature could have been aroused, and he just wanted to avoid the endless thunder and lightning intuitively.

On the other hand, the pain was so extreme that he felt a little relieved, and he had a vague sense of sobriety when he saw everything.

The thunder tribulation continues.

He took Lei Jie to swim deep into the sea.

Swimming, he found that under the sea surface, countless dots of golden light were revealed through the dark sea surface.

At this time, the thunder and lightning overhead turned into a sea of ​​electricity, and the golden light in the sea turned into stars.

Lu Xihou, who was only half-sane, didn't know what it was, he just wanted these stars.

A thought arose in my heart, and countless golden dots were moved and floated up slowly.

"Moo—" he roared at Chang Kong.

A long, long, long cry swayed between the sky and the earth, spreading far away.

At this moment, regardless of the Snowfield Demon Palace in the north or the Spring Grass Island in the extreme south, or the Budu Temple in the west, or the Yaochi Lake in the east, almost all people with keen senses heard this at the same time. scream.

Countless people turned their heads to look south or north.

At the same time, Qing Luo who was lying on the tower suddenly opened his eyes.

He now looks like a three-year-old boy, wearing a crimson dress. When he opened his eyes, they were black and white, and the exhaustion that had lingered in his eyes for many years was gone.

He turned his head and looked at the endless sea through time and space, his eyes filled with relief.

At this moment, all people with keen senses either intentionally or unintentionally looked at the huge white figure on the surface of the endless sea.

Although the vast majority of people couldn't see anything, they still made this action at the same time.

Sui Han was also looking around.

At this moment, the huge white dragon occupied his only attention.

Sui Han followed him from a distance, at this moment, an indescribable light burst out from his eyes.

There is only the figure of the white dragon in his eyes.

At this moment, the dragon body seemed to melt into the avenue, as if it was still in place, and also like an illusory creature.

It is even more mysterious than the aura of the surrounding earth immortals.

Sui Han didn't know when he let go of the heart that had been hanging all the time. He stepped on the flying sword and stood in the void, slowly closing his eyes to feel the figure.

Feeling Sui Han's gaze, Lu Xihou subconsciously glanced in Sui Han's direction, and let out a soft cry in severe pain.

The huge dragon's eyes closed gently, and the whole body's breath radiated out, leading the golden light to fly towards itself.

Some golden light can be affected, but some can't.

Countless golden lights rose from the dark blue sea like the night, and sank into the white dragon's body.

These dots of golden light correspond to a scale, and there is no repetition.

The thunder fire spread to the scales, melting the golden light into the scales.

The countless scales that had been knocked down by lightning before turned into golden light, rose from the sea, and merged with the newly grown scales into one.

A feeling of great joy surged in Lu Xihou's heart.

He opened his mouth, looked up to the sky and let out a long whistle.

The robbery cloud above the head has not dissipated, and it is still as black as ink.

Thunder fire poured down from the sky and poured on the white dragon, melting him into gold.

The golden light in the sea continued to rise.

The biggest point? The golden light rose in front of Lu Xihou, reflected in his huge pupils.

It was a half-broken sword.

The giant sword turned into golden light and was about to sink into Lu Xihou's body.

With a movement in his heart, his spiritual consciousness spread out from the sea of ​​consciousness, and he forcefully pulled the broken sword towards his own dragon horn.

The sky thunder rolled down, melting the broken sword close to him into "iron" water.

The "iron" water split into two streams, and gradually wrapped around his pair of dragon horns.

Can't get in.

This? Not enough.

Lu Xihou gritted his teeth and opened his eyes suddenly.

He poked his head, the dragon's neck stretched out, and his eyes wandered in the sea below.

After searching for a long time, he fell in love with a spot of golden light again, and pulled that spot of golden light towards him with all his strength.

That spot? The golden light is getting closer and bigger, but it's a half-broken pearl, like an egg with a bite in it.

This bead looks like crystal, like white jade, and it is full of clear white light.

Lu Xihou was blessed to his heart, and his chaotic consciousness suddenly became a little clearer, and he realized that this might be the Ye Ming Orb he was looking for.

Even though this luminous orb is only half left.

"Roar!" Another sound of the dragon's horn, Lei Huo licked the orb.

Under the power of the thunder, the Yeming Orb also melted into a viscous liquid, covering his pair of dragon horns evenly.

The golden light in the sea is constantly being pulled up slowly. There are various ores, magic weapons of the predecessors, and demon pills of sea monsters.

Ordinary people can never imagine how rich treasures are hidden in the roaring sea under their feet, but today they finally get a glimpse of one or two.

Hundreds of billions of starlight flickering in the sea, every bit? is a treasure.

And what Lu Xihou can pull and move is the thousands of points close to him.

Although, in this way, his harvest today is also amazing.

An unknown earth fairy in the sky murmured: "This son? The future is limitless, and Lingyang has won tens of thousands of years of prosperity against the sky."

Another voice seemed to float from the void, "This? So many treasures, why are they not smelted into the scales, but all smelted into the dragon's horns?"

This? Bailong has just entered the stage of transforming gods, the first large-scale body training? It is supposed to first smelt the scales of the whole body.

Sui Han was in the midst of all the great powers, so he couldn't tell which mouth the words came from, nor could he know who the words were addressed to.

But he could guess Lu Xihou's purpose!

Perhaps Lu Xihou smelted the dragon horn because he wanted to use the dragon horn as the main body of Qing Luo?

At this time, they will continue to be smelted by thunder and fire, cultivated with ancient remnant treasures, and irrigated with spiritual power from the time of crossing the catastrophe. This will become the best material they can find.

Sui Han sighed softly, feeling both sad and admired.

This is Lu Xihou's choice, even if this choice does not benefit him much.

The thunder disaster in the sky is still going on, but the momentum is getting smaller and smaller.

The white dragon wandered through the thunder calamity, his cry was like pain, like joy.

Gradually, the rain dispersed and the clouds closed, the thick clouds became thinner, and the sky became clear and blue.

Just at this time, something suddenly appeared in the sky.

All the earth immortals looked up, and at some point in the sky, there were some dragon-shaped clouds. These clouds seemed to be alive, and they were paying attention to the white dragon who was crossing the catastrophe below.

Everyone wanted to watch it again, and a faint threat surged from their hearts.

They are already as strong as immortals, but they can't tell where this threat comes from.

Several figures around Sui Han quietly faded away.

At this moment, the Earth Immortals withdrew their eyes one after another, and left this place, extinguishing that little thought of not going outside.

The last thunder tribulation fell without any surprise, and struck the white dragon, as if it was just a fight.

The lightning dissipated, and the wounds on Bailong's body healed quickly, and the newly grown scales were shining brightly, especially the pair of dragon horns on the top of the head, which were white and transparent, shaped like beautiful jade.

His huge figure shrunk quickly, and he threw himself straight at Sui Han.

The surrounding immortal figures dissipated at some point, and the place returned to calm. Except for some corpses of fish and shrimp floating in the sea, there was nothing to prove that this place had just experienced an unusually large thunder calamity. .

And after the thunderstorm, the sea surface became more and more calm, the sky was clear and light blue, and the sun rose, making the sea area more and more beautiful.

"Chirp!" Lu Xihou, who turned into a little dragon, went straight into Sui Han's arms, his cry filled with endless joy.

Sui Han hugged him, with a smile on his lips, "Finally? I've passed the catastrophe."

"Chirp!" Lu Xihou yelled again, and said in the shape of a dragon, "It's over! I found the Yeming Orb, have you seen it?"

Sui Han lowered his head, pressed his forehead against his, and said softly: "I see, it's very powerful."

A sense of sleepiness welled up from the bottom of Lu Xihou's heart, he smiled, even though it was still in the shape of a dragon, the dragon's mouth completed a warm arc, "So sleepy."

"Then sleep, I? Take you back?"

Lu Xihou rubbed against his waist and closed his eyes safely.

With just one breath, Lu Xihou's breathing became steady. He pressed against Sui Han's chest and abdomen, the dragon's belly? Gently bulging, falling asleep.

It seems that Sui Han's arms are the safest place in the whole world.

Sui Han looked down at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, cherishingly, he gently hugged him into his arms, adjusted his posture, so that he could sleep more peacefully.

After cultivating for a long time, there are always fewer and fewer people around me, and I feel more and more lonely.

Lu Xihou was never like this.

So far, his cultivation level is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more people around him. He has good teachers, helpful friends, like-minded partners, and subordinates who believe in him.

Most importantly, he found someone to spend his life with.

The corners of Lu Xihou's mouth curled up, and he slept more and more soundly under Sui Han's elbows that were specially arched to cover him from the sun.

Sui Han has already sent messages to Lin Jingyun and Zhou Jue.

He turned the flying sword's direction, and spit out the abundant spiritual power in his body, urging the flying sword to shoot away in the direction of Lingyang.

The next moment, his vision went dark.

Opening his eyes again, the scenery around him has become the scenery of Lingyang City.

Lingyang's iconic tower is suspended not far away.

Someone apparently teleported them back.

Sui Han raised his head, facing the little boy in red and jade standing in front of the tower.

"City Lord." Sui Han called softly, and carried Lu Xihou to the top of the tower.

Lu Xihou had just passed his calamity, even though the atmosphere around him had completely changed, he still didn't wake up.

Instead, because he felt a familiar breath again, he rubbed his head against Sui Han's arm, and fell asleep even more soundly.

When Qing Luo opened his mouth, his voice became the soft and waxy voice of a three-year-old boy, and he said, "You don't need to call the city lord."

Sui Han was startled.

Qing Luo continued: "From now on, you will be the same as Xiao Hou, call me? Master."

All of a sudden, Sui Han had mixed emotions in his heart, both the excitement of being recognized and the worry of noticing something bad.

Qing Luo didn't look at his complicated face, walked over, and unconsciously tiptoed to look at Lu Xihou in his arms, his face softened a bit, "You guys are doing better than I imagined."

Sui Han moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it, just nodded silently.

Qing Luo said: "The timing is better than I? I imagined. While I'm still awake, it's time to get things done."

"?!" Sui Han's heart trembled, he suddenly looked up at him, his voice hoarse, "Cheng... Master?"

Qing Luo looked very calm, and even followed the sleeping Lu Xihou for a few more glances, and said, "What needs to be done must be done."