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Five days, Chu Feng's retreat is five days. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Except for Chu Zi'er, who had Chu Feng's permission, to send Chu Feng food and drink on time, under the guard of Lilan's protector, no one could get close to Chu Feng's tent within three zhang.

The five-day retreat may not be a long time for a monk, especially when the monk has practiced some esoteric exercises to the point of rushing through the level, or when he is about to advance, once the retreat is often several months or even years, and there has even been a ninth-order peak cultivator who has retreated to the realm of the Great Emperor, and a retreat is more than 160 years.

Although these five days are not too long, they are under special circumstances, so it is an unusually long time for everyone who is waiting.

Lilan sat in the center of the tent, holding a small purple gold furnace in his hand, a little cyan flame jumped under the furnace, heating this furnace to an incredible temperature, if it weren't for Lilan's operation power to gather all the heat and not let it escape into the air, I was afraid that within a few miles nearby, it would turn into a scorching scorched earth.

Li Wan sat at the tent door, looking in the direction of Chu Feng's tent with some anxiety.

She is not blind, she can see that every time Chu Zi'er gives Chu Feng a meal, her face will become more and more gloomy and anxious, Chu Zi'er, who originally saw her and could speak sharply, has not said a word to herself in the past two days, and has no desire to speak at all.

It's not that Chu Zi'er doesn't want to say it, Lijuan can see the endless anxiety in Chu Zi'er's eyes - that's a kind of torment for Chu Zi'er, and it's also a general torment for Lijuan.

Liwan saw blood stains on Chu Zi'er's body several times, they were all jet-like blood stains, although most of the blood stains were deliberately erased, but the few remaining traces were shocking enough.

Liwan didn't know how Chu Feng was, but she knew that Chu Feng was reluctant to send him food because she was afraid that she would worry.

But if you wait like this, you can't help anything, and you don't even know the slightest bit about the situation, how can you rest assured?

Lilan was very envious of Chu Zi'er, envious that Chu Zi'er could be so close to Chu Feng, but she had no other way.

At this time, she can only wait patiently, waiting for a result that will make her breathe a sigh of relief, or one that will make her suffer great despair as well.

She hadn't forgotten what Chu Feng had told her, she knew that Chu Feng wanted her to concentrate on cultivating, but she really couldn't calm down and go to enlightenment.

Liwan can't do meditation and enlightenment, what she thinks about is actually only Chu Feng's safety.

The afterglow from the corner of Lilan's eyes swept slightly from her daughter, and then she showed a slightly stunned look.

She was not surprised by Liwan's infatuation, but surprised by the aura emanating from Lihuan's body, faintly already had the breath of enlightenment, and the shackles imprisoned on her daughter already had a tendency to break.

The Transformation of the Dragon Sutra and the Nine Transformations into Dragons does not require the nine transformations to be completed in turn, but is a reference for the cultivation of the nine different types of demon clans.

No matter which kind of transformation method you cultivate, you will end up in the same way and return to the tenth volume of the dragon.

Prior to this, the monks of the Dragon Sutra were all dancing in shackles, and they needed to go through a long period of torture and testing.

Every time a cultivator of the Dragon Sutra breaks through the realm, it will be several times more difficult than that of a normal monk, and it is such a strict requirement that once the cultivator of the Dragon Sutra cultivates, he will burst out with extraordinary cultivation!

Lijuan had already broken through to the sixth order before practicing the Dragon Sutra, and although everything was rebuilt, the body and will that had reached the sixth order no longer needed to go to that hurdle, so Lijuan had not experienced the breakthrough of the Dragon Sutra so far.

Lilan originally thought that Liwan would stay at the peak of the sixth order for a long time before she could realize the Tao and break free from the shackles of the Dragon Sutra, but she really didn't expect that it had only been twenty days since Lihuan's recultivation, and the shackles on Lihuan's body had already shown signs of wavering.

The breath that emanates from the carelessness of the detachment, the majesty of its momentum, there is a faint feeling that a big wave is coming, a shower is coming, and the embankment is about to collapse - as long as half a step, as long as you take half a step, there will be a nine-day hanging river, rushing down!

This is the Dragon Sutra, which is somewhat similar to the dragon clan or has the blood of the dragon clan The dragon meridian can be practiced, known as the dragon meridian of this vein in addition to the true dragon technique.

Lilan sighed a little, but she had already reached the peak of the eighth order, and if she practiced the Dragon Sutra again, even if she broke the obstacle that she would never be able to break, she could only go through one transformation, and her potential was too much worse than that of Liwan.

Otherwise, Lilan also wants to try it for himself, how wonderful the Dragon Sutra will be.

Liwan's gaze withdrew from Chu Feng's tent, and she saw Chu Zi'er walking out of Chu Feng's tent again, her steps became very heavy, her face became even paler, and even the mottled blood stains on her sleeves were tired of covering up.

Regardless of whether Chu Zi'er deliberately left it for herself, Liwan was in no mood to think about it, all she could think about was, how was Chu Feng?

Liwan's hand clenched into a fist, the joints of his fingers turned a little white because of the force, and the bones made a loud noise, as if they were cracking.

Liwan wanted to ask Chu Zi'er, but she didn't know how to speak, she didn't know how to say, she was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would expose her confusion, her helplessness, and her weakness.

She had to admit that Chu Zi'er was really strong, if she got along with each other, Liwan didn't know if she could hold on for so long, and if she could bear such a huge pressure, she wouldn't collapse.

Chu Zi'er was very strong, Chu Feng was very strong, and even Bing Zhiqi, who seemed to be cowering, was stronger than he imagined - and himself, compared to them, was really too fragile.

He is like a doll made of glass, it looks crystal clear and bright, but it is ridiculously fragile, and when you touch it gently, there will be countless cracks, falling to the ground from a very low place, except for the sound of "pop", leaving only a beautiful fragment.

Why can't I become as strong as them?

Why, I have always looked like a child who didn't grow up?

Liwan's eyes looked at the sky, at the scattered white clouds, at the flowers and grass swaying gently in the wind, and at the sound of the trees being blown by the wind.

Despite being shrouded in the great shadow of the Ten Thousand Mountains of Mountain, the flowers and plants here still struggled to grow, so that this wilderness did not become a dead land.

Liwan's tense body gradually relaxed, became soft, and became peaceful, the corners of his mouth raised a smooth arc, and his gaze gradually became distant, as if it was a ray of sunshine, which pierced all the barriers of Wanqi Mountain, pierced through the nine shadows and eternity, and shone into the dark night.

"Smack-" There was a slight sound, Li Lan frowned slightly, and she heard something shatter.

The shackles shattered, and the aura of heaven and earth began to frantically surging towards Liwan in the center of the whirlpool, and the frantically surging aura even let out bursts of whimpering like the wind.

And Lijuan's body is like a bottomless pit constantly absorbing the surging aura, and those who come do not refuse.

This level was really a bit unbelievable for a monk at the peak of the sixth order, and with a slight flick of his fingers, Li Lan laid a ban near his camp to prevent anyone from being attracted by this huge momentum and taking the opportunity to snoop.

Between the aura of heaven and earth, streams of cyan aura peeled off from it, slowly compressed, and then condensed together, turning into a small dragon that was only three feet long.

The little dragon is clearly visible from its mane to its scales, and even its eyes are constantly turning, as if it were a real creature.

Xiaolong lay on Lijuan's shoulder, and also opened his mouth, cooperating with Lijuan and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Every time Liwan breathes, an aura leaks out from between his mouth and nose, and this aura is inhaled into the body by the little dragon, and then exhaled by it.

The aura exhaled by the little dragon is more viscous than the aura exhaled by Liwan, like cow's milk, almost all the impurities are filtered by the little dragon, and dissipated through the body surface into strands of black gas, leaving only the purest aura, which is fed back to Liwan for absorption.

The milk slowly washed every inch of the skin, and the original white skin began to dim under the washing of the milk, and then it was full of wrinkles, dry shrinkage, chapped, and then broken and fell, revealing more and more crystalline, flowing lustrous skin.

Lijuan's whole person seemed to be reborn, a piece of green scales of phantom shadows continued to flash on the skin, a pair of coral-like dragon horn phantoms appeared on Lijuan's forehead, the little dragon hissed, and Lijuan's mouth then let out a clear roar, Jiuxiao Dragon groaned, and the world was shaken!

At this moment, what caught Lilan's eyes was no longer the figure of his daughter, but a true dragon, a true dragon overlooking everything in the world, the leader of the scale clan, the supreme existence of the demon world, the dragon!

The dragon's chant gradually weakened, so that there was nothing, and the whirlpool also began to weaken, gradually flattening, and then the little dragon rushed to the top of Liwan's head, and the remnants of the heaven and earth aura turned into a churning sea of clouds under the claws of the little dragon, and then turned into a vast ocean, constantly evolving, gorgeous and abnormal, so that Lilan was also dazzled and unable to extricate himself.

Lilan knew that this was the evolution of the Dragon Sutra.

The Dragon Sutra is just a volume of internal power, without any external power, not because it is missing, but because every time the Dragon Sutra breaks through, the cultivator will gain from the previous suppression, and will evolve his own exclusive external strength, which is also the incomparably wonderful place of the Dragon Sutra.

Finally, the ever-changing evolution also came to a standstill, and there was nothing left around the little dragon.

Lilan was a little stunned, didn't her daughter evolve her external skills, why did she ...... Will it be empty?

The little dragon raised his head and roared, and then turned into a blue light and directly submerged into Liwan's forehead, and at the same moment, Liwan's body was covered by a dragon-shaped phantom, and after a short stay, it gradually dissipated into nothingness, disappearing into the void.

Liwan slowly opened her eyes, she was still looking at the world, looking at everything in this world, and then stood up and said to Lilan: "Mother, I still decided to go and see him." ”

He, naturally, is Chu Feng.

A word to readers:

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