Chapter 67 Farewell, Dragon Mound

"Perhaps, this is the providence in the underworld, Ume Linggen, and sooner or later it will be given to the big head. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Luan Tian muttered in confusion, the Chengying Sword had lost its sword spirit and could not be recovered, but fortunately, the sword was still there.

Luan Tian reached out and took off the black plum spirit root on the hilt of the sword, summoned the big head, and handed him the spirit root. When the big head saw the black plum linggen in Luan Tian's hand, the three beards of excitement trembled, and he said in a loud voice:

"The little son of heaven keeps his promise, keeps his promise, yes, yes, the old man thinks it's impossible to see the wrong person, impossible, impossible..."

The big head nagged excitedly, reached out to take the black plum linggen, and swallowed it in one gulp, as if he was afraid that Luan Tian would regret it. But when he saw Luan Tian's dejected appearance, he stopped talking, flashed into the Qiankun ring with interest, and fell asleep.

Luan Tian's divine sense entered the sea of knowledge and found that the Overlord Spear Soul was not uncomfortable after devouring a lot of dragon power and the Shadow Bearing Sword Spirit. On the contrary, the momentum is great, and the body is already like a real dragon, so it is also at ease.

He summoned the soul of the spear and tried it, but he could even fly.

"We've advanced to build the foundation, it's time to leave."

Luan Tian turned his head to look at Xiaomi, who had been standing beside him, and asked:

"It's time for me to get out of here, do you want to come with me?"

"Naturally, we are together, let's stay one more night and leave early tomorrow morning."

Millet replied lightly, saying, her affectionate gaze swept around.

Luan Tian understands Xiaomi's thoughts, this is the place where he was born, and it was his father Ao Heng who built him a warm home. Here, there is the breath of his life for decades, engraved with his thoughts about his father. Reluctance, it is reasonable.

"Hmm."

Luan Tian replied simply, no longer bothered Xiaomi, walked back to his lounge, and sat cross-legged to practice.

Parting always means sadness. There is a parting, there will be a meeting, and the so-called meeting is just the beginning of the next parting. Life is so minimal, life is so minimal, looking back, it may be just a garden, a circle that can never get out, even if you walk out, sooner or later you will come back.

A few hours passed, and it was already midnight, and Luan Tian found that he had never been able to enter the state of meditation and cultivation. He knew that it was Xiaomi's emotions that affected him, and since Xiaomi's divine soul became the god of the lower dantian, the mutual mental induction had become very close. So, he pushed the door open and walked out of the lounge into the hall.

Luan Tian, who had just walked out of the lounge, saw Xiaomi squatting in the middle of the hall at a glance. It seems that since Luan Tian left, he has been squatting here and has never moved.

He stared blankly at the dragon mound, as if he wanted to put everything here in his mind and engrave it in his memory.

Luan Tian walked over quietly and sat down beside Xiaomi. I also looked at everything around me. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and his divine consciousness entered the Qiankun Ring.

Since swallowing the black plum linggen, the big head has been in a deep sleep, Luan Tian woke up the old skin who was meditating, and asked:

"Is there a way for this dragon mound to be put into the Qiankun Ring and take it away?"

Lao Pi pondered for a while, and said uncertainly:

"The dragon mound is full of prohibitions, and if it is touched, it will collapse, and it is estimated that it will not work. However, the spirit stone veins here are derived from the crystals of the spirit veins, and your "sea shifting technique" can communicate the meaning of mountains and seas, or you can move the crystals of the spirit veins and part of the mountains into the Qiankun ring. In this way, it will slowly evolve and grow in the Qiankun ring, and then a new "dragon mound" can be built in the mountain that it is moved into. ”

"Great idea!"

Luan Tian shouted repeatedly.

So, he told Xiaomi about this idea, and after Xiaomi heard it, although he felt incredible, but with his understanding of Luan Tian over the past few days, he knew that what Luan Tian felt could try, there would generally be a way to do it. His heart ignited the excitement of anticipation.

Just do it, Luan Tian and Xiaomi walked out of the dragon mound and came beyond the peak. He raised his hands and recited the mantra of "moving the sea", and his divine consciousness dispersed into the mountain, closing his eyes to communicate the meaning of the spirit crystal mountain.

After dozens of breaths, Luan Tian opened his eyes, the essence in his eyes burst out, and he shouted:

"!!"

I saw that his arms were bruised, and his hands were lifted against the mountain void. As he lifted his hands, a huge black mountain shadow was held up, and the mountain shadow was slowly peeled away from the mountain and suspended in midair.

Within the shadow of the mountain, a white ribbon shone with milky white essence, dotted with stars, it should be the crystal of the spiritual vein.

At this time, Luan Tian's arms were suddenly retracted, and the mountain shadow "swished", wrapped in the crystal of the spiritual vein, flashed a white light, and entered the Qiankun ring.

Luan Tian's divine sense took millet into the Qiankun Ring, and together with the old skin inside, he placed the mountain shadow on the edge of the cold pool.

The shadow of the mountain grows when it meets the water, and after a while, it grows into a mountain, which is exactly the same as the mountain peak outside, but the size is smaller, and the spiritual veins also begin to grow inside.

The three of them were excited, and they started digging according to the appearance of the dragon mound. After seven or eight hours of busy work, a new dragon mound was born in the Qiankun Ring!

The layout of the dragon mound inside the Qiankun ring is exactly the same as the dragon mound outside! Even the "rest room", "weapon room", "pill room", etc., were chiseled out in the same way.

The gate of the dragon mound is facing the cold pool, and the difference is that there are no prohibitions. Outsiders can't enter the Qiankun Ring, so whether there is a ban or not has no effect.

Luan Tian also deliberately opened a canal between Hantan and the Dragon Tomb to introduce the water of the Cold Pond into the pool of the Dragon Mound. Because of the presence of water, the dragon mound suddenly had a bit of agility and vitality, which was not found in the original dragon mound.

After everything was in order, Luan Tian and Xiaomi came out of the Qiankun Ring. It took the two of them two hours to carefully move the dragon bone door of the dragon mound into the Qiankun ring and install it in the passage of the Qiankun ring dragon mound.

After doing all this, Luan Tian and Xiaomi entered the dragon mound for the last time. Because the spirit vein crystal was removed, there was no trace of spiritual energy here, and the many top-grade spirit stones on the original stone wall had also turned into gray stone slag.

Luan Tian put the pills, herbs and trees in the Dan room into the Qiankun Ring and put them into the corresponding Dan Room in the Qiankun Ring Dragon Tomb.

At this time, the old skin in the Qiankun Ring had already put the big head into the lounge in the dragon mound. Luan Tian and Xiaomi stood in the hall of the dragon mound, and after Xiaomi took one last look at the dragon mound, he also dodged into the Qiankun Ring, entered the lounge he was familiar with, and began to cultivate.

Luan Tian glanced around the dragon mound, bowed to the void, and turned around and walked out of the dragon mound.

After coming out, he summoned the silver dragon spear soul and floated to stand on top of the dragon's head. The Gun Mettle let out a whistling and flew into the air. As the mountains and forests drifted away, the wind whistled in my ears, and after flying out of the mountains, I realized that this was an isolated island, surrounded by the vast sea.

At this time, it is dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun spreads on the sea, sparkling and spraying. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast sea, and among the waves outside the mountain, there is a monk, stepping on a silver dragon, flying quickly in the direction of the sun・・・・・・