There Is A Dragon In My Well

"Guardian Bai?"

When Shen Zhantian heard the familiar voice coming from his ears, he couldn't help but be startled, and then quickly turned his head and looked around.

Ever since the Beidou Demon-Sealing Formation was broken, Bai Qi had stayed in the Changping Ancient Battlefield, and had been refining the bones of the great witch from his previous life.

Shen Zhantian originally thought that it would take a month or two for the corpses in Da Luo Jinxian realm to be sacrificed, but he did not expect that they would be cured so quickly.

The void opened up, and a white shadow flashed out, it was Bai Qi.

At this moment, Bai Qi didn't seem to have changed at all, he was still at the level of a human immortal.

But Shen Zhantian was keenly aware that there was a terrifying and obscure wave dormant in Bai Qi's body.

"Don't worry, this Cihang Jingzhai can't escape!"

Bai Qi glanced at Putuo Mountain and sneered.

Chu Qiu's current character is decisive in killing. For the sake of the stability of the earth, it is possible to destroy all the immortal cultivators, let alone Cihang's cultivators.

Bai Qi suddenly looked at Kong Lingqi, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is fighting with General Zhao?"

"Oh." Shen Zhantian said: "His name is Kong Lingqi, from the Laojun Mountain lineage! The magical weapons in his hands are extremely powerful. They are all the treasures of the palace of Saint Laozi. One is the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern, and the other is the Taiyi Whisk!"

"Oh?" Bai Qiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Laojunshan was the orthodoxy of Laozi, but he didn't expect this.

"By the way, what should we do now? Should we guard Mount Putuo here?"

Shen Zhantian glanced at Putuo Mountain and frowned slightly.

Bai Qi shook his head and said, "No need, they can't run away."

"We'll wait until the boss comes out of seclusion, which will probably be soon!"

"Yes." Shen Zhantian nodded and looked in the direction of Daqingshan.

Shen Zhantian didn't know that at the moment he looked at Chu Qiu, who was in seclusion deep in the dojo, his brows suddenly trembled a few times.

During the battle on the ancient battlefield of Changping, all twelve ancestral witch clones condensed out and vaguely became a whole.

This caused the remaining memories of the major ancestral witches scattered in the heavens to be traced back one after another.

The twelve ancestral witches were all born from the bloodline that fell after the creation of the world in ancient times.

I don’t know how many billions of years it has existed. The various information contained in the residual consciousness memory can be described as huge and complicated.

There is even a clear picture of how they are conceived and how their physical bodies develop and grow.

This played a role as a foundation for Chu Qiu's deduction of creative skills.

Especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches, although they are all of the bloodline of the Witch Clan, they are all the most special and top individuals.

With their remnant memories, the Taoist eighty-nine mysterious skills, and the Buddhist six-foot-long golden body!

Coupled with the dragon clan skills and his human-dragon body, it almost combines the strongest skills of all eras. If he cannot create his own skills, then he is really a dead wood that cannot be carved!

"Fortunately, I took precautions from the beginning and never gave up on creating my own techniques. Now, I finally learned from many sources and created a technique that belongs to my lineage!"

"The Technique of Jietian Transformation, starting from today, has been perfected!"

As Chu Qiu's eyelids trembled, they suddenly opened their eyes, and the light penetrated the sky!

He stood up suddenly, and the entire dojo was shaking slightly, with a look of disdain that made everything surrender.

"We, the Jietian Sect, finally have the foundation to establish a sect, and we will be able to compete with the Saint Sect in the future, just around the corner!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Qiu took a step forward, and his body changed, suddenly big and small, disappearing and appearing.

Suddenly it transforms into a dragon, sometimes into an insect, sometimes it flies into the sky, and sometimes it escapes from the earth.

Suddenly he roared and transformed into a demon with a python head. Suddenly he screamed and transformed into an ancestral witch with six legs and four wings.

Later, Zhu Rong, Qiang Liang, Gou Mang and other ancestral shamans were transformed by him one by one, and the whole dojo continued to rumble.

Chu Qiu raised his hand and pointed, and Fusang Dojo expanded crazily, opening up layers of caves.

Raising his hand and throwing it, the dragon seal of merit flew out of his head, and the endless essence of the sun and the aura of heaven and earth merged crazily into the dragon seal.

Then the flag was raised, and the twelve ancestral witches jumped out of the flag, roared one after another, spat out streams of power from their mouths, and continued to refine their merits and dragon seals.

Chu Qiu took a step out of the Fusang Dojo, and went to the East China Sea, riding on the waves and composing a song, one step at a time:

"The Tao can be a Tao, but it is not a permanent Tao; a name can be a name, but it is not a permanent name..."

"Unnamed is the beginning of all things. Named is the mother of all things."

"Therefore, always have no desire, so as to observe its wonderfulness..."

Every time Chu Qiu spoke, the aura on his body became more powerful, and the East China Sea under his feet also resonated violently. The spiritual energy in the water veins of the seabed seemed to be released from its confinement, and countless spiritual bubbles popped up.

Especially Chu Qiu's voice, which spread farther and farther from the East China Sea, sounded like a yellow bell in everyone's ears.

Kong Lingqi, who was fighting with Zhao Kuo, suddenly heard the sound and his expression suddenly changed.

"The Tao can be the Tao, but it is not the eternal Tao..."

This was very different from the Tao of the Patriarch, and it was obviously inconsistent with him. It made him confused for a while, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

He quickly raised the eight-view palace lantern, and the Tushita purple fire formed the most solid barrier. The Taiyi whisk also flew up. Each whisk changed and formed a barrier, protecting the Kong Ling flag in the center and blocking out all sounds.

He muttered words in it, used his magic power, and strengthened his Taoist heart. His face was solemn as never before.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Kuo raised his brows and disdained to take advantage of others' danger. He put away his sword and stood aside.

At the same time, he looked towards the East China Sea, with a hint of wonder in his eyes.

Bai Qi, Shen Zhantian, Old Monster Chihuo and others also looked over, and a thought flashed through their hearts: "The headmaster is out of seclusion!"

Above the East China Sea, Chu Qiu took one step at a time. Wherever he stepped, the seawater rolled like boiling water, spurting out huge pillars of spiritual energy.

The creatures in the sea were also extremely active as a result. Being impacted by such a strong spiritual energy, those with great potential and wisdom were instantly enlightened when they heard the sound of Chu Qiu's song. They followed Chu Qiu all the way and refused to leave.

Chu Qiu's clothes were hunting, his aura became stronger and stronger, and countless spiritual energy pillars were twisted and crooked, pouring into his body.

Click...

During this process, Chu Qiu's body sometimes grew as big as a mountain, sometimes shrunk like a reptile, sometimes stood tall on the sky and on the ground, with raging fire, and sometimes transformed into a dragon, stretching its neck and chanting.

At the last moment, he transformed into the head of a human and the body of a dragon, with red Zhu Jiuyin all over his body and his eyes tightly closed.

Then when he opened his eyes, the night turned into day, and countless people thought they were in a dream.

After a moment, he closed his eyes again, day returned to night, and in a flash, he transformed into a normal human form.

Looking at the many enlightened beings following him closely, Chu Qiu waved his hand, auras of light shone down, and with a crash, densely packed demon soldiers appeared on the sea surface.

"See His Majesty the Dragon King! Thank you for your enlightenment."

The densely packed demon soldiers rode on the water, knelt down on the sea, and paid homage to Chu Qiu. It was a magnificent scene.

"Everyone, get up, practice individually, and wait for orders."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Countless demon soldiers were ordered to sink into the water and breathe in spiritual energy to practice.

Chu Qiu drew a line in the sky, and many illusory scenes appeared in front of him.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the people in the illusory scene fell out. They were Xia Honglian, Ren Changfeng, the King of the Eight Great Harmonious Taoists, the Black Dragon King and many others.

"You are already at the pinnacle of Hedao. While I am refining the veins of the East China Sea and using the spiritual energy that has been refined for countless years, you can make a breakthrough!"

"Yes, Headmaster!"

Chu Qiu pointed again, and several rays of light entered their minds: "This is the first technique of the Jietian Sect's Transformation Technique. You should practice it first."

After saying that, Chu Qiu walked forward with a few flashes and arrived at Mount Putuo.