The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1789 Great Dragon Transformation Technique

The dragon horns were exposed more and more. Soon, everyone who could see the outlet closed their mouths, because at this time, through the water surface, they could even see the outline of the huge head under the water.

The Jiao Sheng was about to emerge from the water.

"Ah..."

Sighs came one after another. When seeing Fang Yun activating the Great Xia Nine Cauldrons, everyone thought that Fang Yun could scare off the Jiao Sheng. Who knew that Jiao Sheng, a half-saint of the Jiao clan, actually possessed the dragon clan's treasure.

Ordinary treasures could never compete with the Great Xia Nine Cauldrons in the Shengyuan Continent. If the treasures of the barbarians or some rare foreign races were here, they would be easily suppressed by the Great Xia Nine Cauldrons. But the problem is that, firstly, the dragon clan is not the enemy of the human race, and secondly, the dragon clan was once the master of the Ten Thousand Worlds. The power of the dragon clan's treasure is far beyond imagination.

Seeing that the Jiao Sheng was about to surface, the paper where "Yueyang Tower Records" was located suddenly burst into a strong light.

Everyone instinctively squinted their eyes, and when they opened their eyes again, they found that the paper in front of Fang Yun had not changed at all.

"Look at the sky above Dongting Lake!" One person pointed to the sky above Dongting Lake.

Millions of people turned their heads at the same time.

The vast Dongting Lake seemed to be divided into two time and space. The Dongting Lake on the west side was covered with dark clouds, howling winds, turbid waves, and wind and rain. It was like the end of the world and a natural disaster.

The Dongting Lake on the east side was blue sky and green water, calm and peaceful, like a beautiful painting.

At the junction of the two environments, the Dongting Jiao King showed his head, his left face was hit by the waves, and his right face was blown by the breeze. He looked confused and was completely stunned by this power.

The dragon of the Yangtze River rose into the sky, and the people on both sides of the Yangtze River who made their living on the Yangtze River began to burn incense and worship the saint. In addition to worshiping the statue of Confucius, every household would also worship the semi-saint who could protect them, that is, Li Daoyuan, the semi-saint of the human race who wrote "Water Classics".

Li Daoyuan's life was coming to an end, and he was traveling around the world, burning his last time for the human race.

Suddenly, all the statues of Li Daoyuan on both sides of the Yangtze River exploded, and a little white light flew out of each of the exploded statues. In the blink of an eye, they gathered in Dongting Lake and condensed into a translucent old man who was a hundred feet tall.

The old man had white hair and a long beard, a thin body, and a kind face, but because it was not the real body, it was a bit illusory, especially his eyes, which could only see a void and darkness.

Everyone was shocked, and even the floating Jiaosheng stopped rising.

"Great-grandfather!" A university scholar from the Lisheng family immediately half-knelt on the ground, and then all the Li family members or relatives of the Li family nearby half-knelt. Some scholars in Jiaguo saw it, hesitated for a moment, and half-knelt on the ground one after another.

The Lei family stood there awkwardly, kneeling or not kneeling.

The Lei family was in Jiaguo.

When ordinary people in Baling City saw so many scholars kneeling down, and Baling City was near the river, most people had always been in awe of Li Daoyuan, so some people knelt half or fully, even though Li Daoyuan was a half-saint of Jiaguo.

"Last time the poems were inspired, I didn't come. Today, all the scholars in the world are gathered together, how can I be absent?"

The voice of the old man Baizhang was pleasant to the ears, like the sound of spring water, and like the flow of a stream, refreshing the heart.

It was cool in autumn, and many people had some headaches and fever, and the wind blew late at night, which made them feel a little uncomfortable, but Li Daoyuan's voice was like a medical book, completely curing these minor injuries.

Fang Yun stood on the city tower, bowed to Li Daoyuan, and said with a spring thunder: "I am Fang Yun, a young student, and I pay my respects to the Saint Li."

Those who opposed Fang Yun felt bad. They were all human beings, but they were very different in all aspects. I can't even see the semi-saint, but Fang Yun is better. Not only did he use the Dinghai Record to summon the water map of the world drawn by Li Daoyuan himself, which was remembered by Li Daoyuan's mind, but now he is writing the Yueyang Tower Record, which describes the scenery of Dongting Lake in great detail. Before Li Daoyuan was canonized as a saint, he spent most of his time on several rivers, one of which was the Yangtze River. In addition, the Jiao Saint had fought with Li Daoyuan. Once the Yueyang Tower Record shocked the saint, Li Daoyuan would be the first to appear.

The Lei family was particularly depressed. They were from Jia country, and Li Daoyuan was a semi-saint of Jia country. Now he helped Fang Yun instead of himself. Even if there was a great reason, it was unacceptable.

The hundred-foot-tall Li Daoyuan nodded slightly in response to Fang Yun, and then looked up at the Great Xia Nine Cauldrons, the dragon clan treasures, and the Yangtze River Dragon.

The Yangtze River dragon had been very angry, but the moment it saw Li Daoyuan, it suddenly calmed down and lowered its head slightly, not knowing whether it was afraid or out of strength.

"Li boy, do you dare to go to war with my water tribe?"

A heavy voice sounded, and the voice seemed to have turned several circles in the nasal cavity before flying out.

This voice was the opposite of Li Daoyuan's voice. Everyone seemed to see a violent storm raging, and they might be torn apart by the power of this voice at any time.

Everyone was stunned. Li Daoyuan had eaten a lot of life-extending divine objects, and his life span was over 200 years. He was an absolute old man, but Jiao Sheng called him a boy, which made people feel extremely absurd.

But on second thought, Jiao Sheng was canonized thousands of years ago. Compared with him, Li Daoyuan was indeed very small.

"When you float out of the river, it will be the time for me to take action!" Li Daoyuan didn't waste words. He stretched out his hand and saw a water light instantly leap hundreds of thousands of miles from Jiaguo to his hand.

The light was like water, turning into a book composed entirely of holy pages, with three large characters "Shui Jing Zhu" written on it.

The moment Li Daoyuan held "Shui Jing Zhu" in his hand, the rivers, lakes, seas, streams and springs of Shengyuan Continent, everything related to water, trembled slightly.

The body of the Yangtze River Dragon trembled, and then the dragon scales on his body slowly dissipated, and he began to return from the dragon form to the river water.

Everyone at the literary gathering was shocked. The Jiao Saint was a water creature, and his ability to control water was so strong, but in front of Li Daoyuan, he couldn't even maintain the form of the Yangtze River Dragon.

"Your divine consciousness is all over the statues on both sides of the Yangtze River, you must be on guard against me! When did you know that I mastered the Great Dragon Transformation Technique?"

The Jiao Saint's voice came from afar, and many people had to cover their ears because of the pain.

"I don't know, but I know that one day, you will steal the power of the Yangtze River and bring disaster to the human race."

"How ridiculous! This saint took action this time only because Fang Yun killed my Thunder Master's descendants, and the water saints stood by and watched, but this saint could not ignore it! However, Fang Yun is a virtual saint of the human race after all, so this saint naturally cannot kill him, but a small punishment is inevitable! Li boy, if you disperse your thoughts today, just consider it as a favor I owe you. If you insist on obstructing me, then this saint will use the dragon clan's treasure and the Great Dragon Transformation Technique to avenge the hatred of being suppressed by you that year!"

"I travel around the world and occasionally gain something, just in time to learn from Brother Jiao!" Li Daoyuan smiled and responded, calm and composed.

"Hey, Li boy, if you take action, you will violate the agreement between the human race and the water race. If something goes wrong, don't blame me, the old dragon, for not reminding you!"

"If the human race's virtual saint is reduced to being punished by the alien race, the agreement will be just a blank piece of paper no matter what. Fang Xusheng summoned me with the shocking article, which is his merit, not my ability." Li Daoyuan spoke slowly, not like a slaughterer who had killed countless water monsters.

"Ridiculous!" The dragon saint was furious.

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