After the plane landed, Feng Dacang picked us up with a golden cup and took us back to the office.

Coming and going, we've been walking for half a month.

The chef Lao Ding prepared a table of good dishes, I haven't eaten anything good for so long, and I also have gluttony worms in my stomach.

Huang Bawang had no strength on his body, but he was still brave when eating, and more than half of the food on the large table went into his stomach.

Even when we were chatting at the dinner table, Zheng Fatzi and I didn't tell the real situation in the lock dragon well.

The snake people, the strange trees and the carpets, as well as the bone mountain, the abyss, and the suppressed dragon, these were enough to surprise them.

Even if the people present had gone through the wind and waves, they were all stunned for a while.

At this moment, Lao Ding slapped the table: "So, that dragon is dead?"

I nodded, and just as I was about to speak, Lao Ding slapped the table again: "Then you didn't think about receiving some dragon blood, taking some dragon meat or something?"

I want to come, this kind of divine beast is full of treasures, who doesn't look greedy.

But when people die, they are dead, and there is still a soul, how to get it?

Huang Bawang also sighed at the desk, as a senior foodie, he agreed with Lao Ding's questioning, and said vigorously, if he hadn't fainted, he would definitely move the faucet back and stew it in the cauldron.

Lao Ding is not a person who messes around, after Zheng Fatzi explained the situation at that time, he didn't say anything anymore, but his expression was a little gloomy.

As a chef who practices cooking skills and can improve his cultivation by improving his cooking skills, Lao Ding really regrets not going with us.

Otherwise, even if the dragon meat and dragon blood are useless, the dragon-like fruit that grows on the strange tree and the blanket that devours the flesh and blood on the ground are all good ingredients.

Not to mention Lao Ding's sigh, after eating, it was not early, I helped Huang Bawang back to the house, and then I also entered the cultivation.

I have to say that in Suolongjing Gorge, each of us is under great pressure, whether it is Ao Lie or the Arhat behind Huang Bawang, or the bird-faced thousand-handed demon, any of these three big guys can destroy us with one finger.

If it weren't for the Bird-Faced Heavenly Demon sensing the power that threatens him in us, he wouldn't have slowly sunk us in that way.

Pressure can be transformed into motivation, although my cultivation looks good, and I can also occupy a place in those hidden sects, but standing in front of these immortals, gods and demons, it still doesn't seem enough.

Above the Yang God is the Jin Dan, and when you reach the Jin Dan realm, you can be called a land immortal, and if you go one step further, you will become an immortal if you cultivate the real law phase.

The simple and crude division of the realm, but if you want to climb up step by step along the realm, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Since I broke through the cultivation a while ago, I have relaxed my requirements for myself, and the experience in the lock dragon well has naturally taught me a good lesson.

As I contemplated, a sacred tree standing up to the sky appeared in my mind, and the golden flames of flowing clouds flew on the sacred tree, and the flames of fire crows leaped between the branches and leaves.

As the fire crows flew, I gradually realized the trajectory of their movements, which was a set of sword techniques.

Just when I realized this sword technique, everything around me gradually dimmed, and the light on the divine tree dissipated little by little.

I don't really understand this situation, and there is no such thing in the contemplation gate.

The buttress gradually disappeared, and eventually everything returned to darkness.

I felt that something was wrong, and I was trying to get out of the visualization when something changed in the darkness.

A big white-haired dog slowly walked out of the darkness.

This white dog is not Lao Bai, his appearance is very different, his hair is glowing with a smooth white light, looking at the white light, can calm people's hearts.

I have seen this white-haired big dog before, this is a divine beast, and its status is not inferior to that of the old dragon Ao Lie.

Listen, the divine beast where the King of Jizo sits can hear the voices of all living beings in the Three Realms and Six Realms.

I once entered the underworld, and I met this Diting who ran away from Jizo's hands.

Di Ting eventually ran away and was thrown into the six realms of reincarnation by Jizo Bodhisattva, accompanied by a monk named Sansheng.

This monk has a relationship with a Jindan demon Mei Sanjie, and he was also reincarnated by the Jizo Bodhisattva.

I can't guess what Jizo Bodhisattva is capable of, and I'm not qualified to comment on what others do, but I thought that incident was over, but I didn't expect that now this truth has found me again.

If I hadn't recognized the identity of Di Ting, I would definitely think that the means of the Heavenly Demon were still in my body.

This is my territory, and Di Ting doesn't do anything else, just keeps going around in circles.

His eyes seemed to be looking at me, and I didn't understand what he meant until the end.

But he must have come to me for a reason, and he didn't just want to be so anticlimactic.

In the end, Di Ting walked into the darkness slowly, and barked at me a few times before leaving, but Di Ting still didn't mean to communicate with me, and it was possible that he couldn't do it.

No matter how bad it is, it is also a divine beast that stands on top of the Dharma Phase, and it has been a while since Jizo Bodhisattva threw it into reincarnation, and it is estimated that he has not recovered his mana yet, so he can't say anything to me.

Di Ting disappeared without a trace, and a sacred tree reappeared, its branches and leaves shaking, and the elves born in countless flames danced.

It was as if it had never happened, but I believed in myself that everything was true.

The buttress was still not clear, I could only visualize the general shape, the charm and details were all gone, the leaves were much worse, and there were no lines on the trunk.

The work on the surface is not in place, and it is naturally impossible to talk about dissecting the inside of the law and restoring everything about Fumu.

All in all, it's a long way off.

The Fumu in my heart is dead, and it will be until the day when Fumu is reborn from death that the Dharma is completely born.

I was sure that Nadi didn't have any malice, so I didn't quit my cultivation state, but continued to cultivate.

The mana traveled along the meridians in my body, forming a pale golden-red vortex in the eyes of some people, and a small amount of aura between heaven and earth was constantly being inhaled into my body, while at the same time, the unrestrained aura gradually dissipated.

As it came and went, the mana in my body increased imperceptibly.

The cycle continued, and as time passed, I continued to carry Zhou Tian, and finally felt an indescribable warmth appear.

The morning sun was rising, the sky was full of red glow, and a trace of daylight was collected by me into the mana seed, and with the help of the daylight, the essence of Fumu slowly evolved.

I've been through this process countless times, so it's a dull success.

As soon as I had breakfast, the door to the office was pushed open.

(End of chapter)