The Empress Peeked At The Script Of Life And Invested In Me As A Villain

Chapter 75: Immemorial Dragon Scale, The Spirit Transformation Dragon Scripture!

"Good thing, keep it, there will be enough Realm in the future, it will definitely be of great use!" Master San said solemnly.

Saint leave words, the magic is endless!

Ning Jiuyou sealed the jade piece in a jade box, put it in the jasper snail, and then continued to inspect the spoils.

"Hey, this bone is..."

Ning Jiuyou picked up another unremarkable bone piece, his face changed slightly.

"Toxic!"

"this is.…………

keel!"

Master San took a closer look~ and immediately yelled.

"keel?"

Ning Jiuyou's expression changed, and he suddenly realized.

"It turns out that this must be the remains of the Huandu Heijiao. The Qianshou Poison Concubine is kept by her side for cultivation purposes." Ning Jiuyou said.

"Look at that, pick up the scales!" San Ye suddenly noticed something in the pile of spoils and shouted.

Ning Jiuyou glanced away and found the scales San Ye mentioned. It was a purple fish scale, the size of a palm, dull and heavy in the hand. I don’t know what material it was made of.

"Fish scales?" Ning Jiuyou asked.

"Wrong, it's dragon scales! To be precise, it's a pure-blooded flood dragon. Master Shen's voice sank, and he noticed something.

This piece of purple dragon scale is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Ning Jiuyou was sure that the purple dragon scales were not poisonous, and when he took a closer look, he was shocked to find small characters engraved on the palm-sized dragon scales, densely packed on them.

At a glance, there are nearly a thousand words in length!

"this is.....!"

Master Shen was in doubt, and finally his eyes burst into a frightening light, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried on his ginseng face.

"Boy Ning, I really can't tell whether you are lucky or unlucky." Master San sighed with mixed emotions.

"Why?"

Ning Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the purple dragon scales, he felt that the thousand-character text was not simple, and it was densely packed with dragon scales.

Master Shen reacted like this, probably because of the mysterious method recorded on the purple dragon scale.

"The Dragon Transformation Sutra of the Ancestors!"

Shen Ye's voice suddenly sank, and his face was solemn.

"The Ancestral Spirit Transformation Dragon Scripture?"

Ning Jiuyou was stunned.

He lifted up the purple dragon scale, checked carefully, and found that the Cultivation Technique recorded on the dragon scale was called Nine Dragon Condensation Technique!

Although the handwriting recording the mysterious method is small, it is clearly visible. It is engraved on the dragon scales and penetrates three points into the wood. It should not be mistaken.

The scriptures of Xianling Hualong and Jiulong Ningyuan Gong have the same five words, but they are very different.

"I'm not mistaken, this is the Dragon Transformation Scripture of the Ancestors!" Master San said loudly, his voice resounding.

Ning Jiuyou was speechless, and seriously doubted whether San Ye had squinted his eyes.

In fact, there are three thin slits squeezed out of Sanye's ginseng face, which can barely be regarded as facial features, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his eyes are squinting...

Can Ye didn't know what Ning Jiuyou was thinking, otherwise he would go crazy, he continued to explain: "This volume of Cultivation Technique is called Nine Dragons Condensing Yuan Gong [it is indeed a part of the Dragon Transformation Classic of the Ancestors.

"Another incomplete Sutra?" Ning Jiuyou asked in surprise.

"Incomplete? It can't be said. At least this volume of Nine Dragons Condensing Yuan Gong is complete. It is just the real Ancestor Transformation Dragon Scripture, not a narrow scripture. The refining of pills or fairy artifacts is a complete and supreme inheritance!"

"Supreme Inheritance!"

Ning Jiuyou was slightly startled.

A scripture represents a supreme inheritance!

No wonder San Ye's expression is so rich, Ning Jiuyou understood for a while.

Ning Jiuyou can't help but yearn for it, his eyes are full of inexplicable expressions, like a peerless pearl that wipes away the dust.

Master Cang sighed, the scripture of transforming the dragon into the spirit of the ancestors, only five words, weighs more than a million jun, can represent a supreme inheritance.

"Do you know Wanlong Mountain?" Master San asked abruptly.

"Wanlong Mountain?"

Ning Jiuyou nodded.

Wanlong Mountain is a superpower comparable to Misty Sect. It is an absolutely inviolable behemoth in the world. Its detached status is equivalent to Devil Dao's ancestral court and the origin of the fairy gate. It is conceivable to describe it like this!

But Can Ye mentioned Wanlong Mountain, could it be...

"In fact, Wanlong Mountain originally came from the Dragon Transformation Scripture of the Ancestors!"

Master San opened his mouth, and even though it was the expected answer, Ning Jiuyou was still dumbstruck, dumbfounded.

Wanlong Mountain, such a transcendent and supreme inheritance, was actually opened in a supreme sutra——the Sutra of Transforming Dragons from the First Spirit!

Suddenly, Ning Jiuyou felt that the purple dragon scales in his hand weighed more than ten thousand jun, and could not weigh on a mountain.

"There are many legends about the Dragon Transformation Scripture, the most famous and credible one is about the origin of the Dragon Transformation Scripture!" Master San said slowly, this is a fascinating myth and legend.

At the beginning of the ancient times, a real dragon fell from the end of the sky, which instantly shocked the whole world at that time. Many powerful people flocked to the end of the sky to find out.

To everyone's disappointment, what fell from the sky was not a real dragon, to be precise, it was just an empty shell with no flesh and blood, only a ten-foot-long dragon scale armor.

Because there was no real dragon, not even the corpse, everyone couldn't deduce whether it was a dragon scale or a dragon scale, but then everyone went crazy, because the dragon scale armor that was ten feet long

It densely records a complete and supreme inheritance, which is the Dragon Transformation Scripture of the Ancestors!

The origin of the Dragon Transformation Sutra is so mysterious and legendary, Ning Jiuyou was amazed when he heard it.

"Wait a minute, is this a piece of that dragon scale armor!"

Ning Jiuyou realized something, and cried out.

What he holds in his hand is the Ritaigu dragon scale?

"You think too much. If it's really a dragon scale, can you hold it in your hand at will? You've been crushed into a pool of blood." Master San said contemptuously, "It's just a normal dragon scale, it's just man-made. It is engraved with the Kowloon Condensing Yuan Kung Fu."

"That's strange, why is a corner of the supreme inheritance of Wanlong Mountain left behind in Chaomo Cave?" Ning Jiuyou asked curiously.

Master Shen's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he said in a concentrated voice: "This emperor is also wondering about this matter. It stands to reason that even if the Nine Dragons Condensing Yuan Gong is a small part of the first spirit of the Dragon Scripture, there is no reason to leave it out. Wanlong Mountain I will definitely take back this dragon scale regardless of all means."

There seemed to be a strange aura lingering on the purple dragon scales, which made people feel extremely uneasy.

"Do you still remember the Baijiao Tengwu you saw when you crossed the Jinlin Lake? This emperor suspects that there is a person from Wanlong Mountain in Shenmo Island, and this person is not an ordinary Elder from Wanlong Mountain!" Master San's face was serious, A piece of purple dragon scale is by no means as simple as imagined.

Ning Jiuyou also remembered the grand scene of Baijiao dancing, which was hard to forget.

"Hundreds of dragons dancing, Jinlin Lake, a piece of dragon scales, and Nine Dragons Condensing Yuan Gong, what is the connection between them?"

Ning Jiuyou remembered that Yu Po, who was punting the boat, mentioned an old island owner. It seems that all this is really related to a certain supreme figure in Shenmo Island.

"Boy Ning, the island of gods and demons is far from as simple as you imagined. This dragon abyss is too deep to set foot in."

San Ye's expression became more and more serious. He had discovered a lot, but he only felt that the island of gods and demons was an unfathomable abyss, which was extremely terrifying.

"Aren't you curious why the water of Jinlin Lake is black? The answer is simple, because the lake water is blackened by the flesh and bones of the dragons. It is hard for you to imagine how many dragons were smelted to death in this lake. Lose!"

The answer Ning Jiuyou wanted was terrifying. Jinlin Lake turned out to be because of countless flood dragons smelting in the lake, and the lake became what it is now.

ask for flowers...

Ning Jiuyou became a wooden sculpture of clay, his pupils constricted violently, and his scalp felt numb for a while.

Whose method is it that made the dragon smelt in the lake, and even the entire lake was blackened.

What terrible facts and conspiracies exist here, Ning Jiuyou can hardly imagine, because he... is too small!

"In fact, there are hundreds of spiritual veins gathered under the island of gods and demons, but they were changed to nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon veins by forcefully using unpredictable mysterious methods!" Master San also narrated a shocking, even Shocking fact.

Turning spiritual veins into dragon veins, such a big way to change the world, I am afraid that only the supreme old leader can use one or two, below the power, don't even think about it.

On the island of gods and demons, hundreds of dragons are dancing, the pitch-black Jinlin Lake is tumbling, the waves collide, and even the agitated water drops are as black as ink.

One hundred and eight islands, each with avenues, different visions, and myriads of weather.

Some islands are suspended in the air, hanging down a misty chaotic air, some islands are mountains of swords and seas of fire, reflecting the scene of The Underworld in the world, and some islands evoke the luck of heaven and earth, and Tongtian air pillars stand on the islands like the peaks of Qingtian Mountains.. .....

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In short, the deeper you go into Jinlin Lake, the higher the sequence of the 108 islands is, and the weather becomes more difficult. Even just one island has a magnificent view comparable to that of Xianmen Dazong.

The first twelve islands of Shenmo Island are located in the most core area of ​​Chaos Demon Cave.

Between the thirteenth island and the twelfth island, there is almost a world apart.

On Jinlin Lake, a strange gray mist rose up, like an impenetrable steel wall, turning into a moat, blocking the two islands, making the first twelve islands shrouded in thick gray mist, mysterious and treacherous.

The third island is a bronze building that looks like a temple, floating on the Golden Scale Lake, magnificent and mottled.

The mysterious Bronze Temple floats on the lake, motionless, simple in construction, atmospheric and simple in the houses and beams, covered with green patina, as if drifting out of a long river of time, coming here, becoming the island of gods and demons One of the 108 islands in the

In fact, the 108 islands of God Demon Island all have stories and their origins are extraordinary. Many of them appear out of thin air like Feilai Peak. Because of the rumors, the original Jinlin Lake only has... 18 islands!

The origin of the Bronze Hall is naturally mysterious, but no one can trace it. It is too old. islands.

Inside the bronze hall, it was empty and deep, like a lonely temple.

The lonely palace was only supported by 18 bronze pillars. All the gods enshrining the immortals were removed and replaced by thirty-four huge bronze lamps, which burned quietly in the palace.

Strangely, these thirty-four bronze lamps did not bring light to the bronze hall, but seemed to swallow light, making the originally empty and deep bronze hall even darker, and the thirty-four bronze lamps were burning with different flames , colorful.

The size of the flames is also different, some are even scorching and blazing like a fireball, while others are like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. Strange thing.

Suddenly, one of the thirty-four bronze lamps suddenly went out, and the scales in the flames clanged into the lamp, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty bronze hall.

After a long time, an old voice came from the depths of the Bronze Hall: "Xu Luo, the poisonous concubine Qianshou died, you go there."

"It's a thousand!".

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