To answer a question, you also need Taoist luck value! Cao Yi didn't know what to say for a while.

"10 Taoist Qi Luck Values"

The emotionless voice of the system's machinery rang out again.

On weekdays, I don't see so much talk.

Cao Yi nodded helplessly: "Okay"

"Deduct 10 Taoist qi luck values, after testing, there is none"

It's good if you don't have it

Cao Yi ran the golden liquid to return the pill method, and the five elements aura swept through his body, and in the blink of an eye, he expelled the power borrowed from his body through the character of Lin.

Picked up the Qintian scroll from Yelu Gu's hand, looked at it for a while, pointed his finger on the portrait of the real dragon, and tried to inject the five elements of spiritual energy again, and the original motionless picture changed, first the dragon's whiskers shook slowly, and then the dragon's eyes blinked a few times.

Seeing that it was useful, Cao Yi continued to inject the aura of the five elements, the picture became more and more vivid, the whole dragon was moving, and the sound of the dragon's chant kept coming.

Suddenly, an ethereal voice appeared in my ears: "True Dragon Forbidden Technique"

Immediately, the eyes were replaced by a new world.

The infinite universe, darkness, dead silence. There was no trace of vitality, and suddenly, with a dragon groan, a real dragon with a length of ten thousand zhang flew with the breath of crushing the heavens and the earth.

Cao Yizheng was surprised, and a piece of information came into his mind.

"First, turn decay into magic"

It's about turning dead things into spiritual creatures. Although it is not really incarnated, it can have some of the abilities of spiritual beings.

Last time, when he fought with Xu Fu, Xu Fu turned the dragon boat into a dragon, needless to say, he used this forbidden technique.

At that time, I subconsciously shouted a sentence to turn decay into magic, but I didn't expect this forbidden technique to really turn decay into magic.

This forbidden technique has been learned, everything can be transformed, and it can be said to be a necessary weapon when going out.

Just when Cao Yi was about to learn this transformation of decay into magic, another piece of information came into his mind.

"Second, the Nine Changes of the True Dragon"

It is about the fact that mortal things go through nine transformations, and finally make the ultimate leap and become a real dragon.

Shortcomings, every time they change, they forget everything they have experienced, as if they have been reincarnated once.

This kind of flawed exercise, Cao Yi looked at it for a while, and then lost interest.

After waiting for a while, no new information came out.

Cao Yi's attention returned to turning decay into magic, and slowly realized.

Without paying attention, an hour passed.

Suddenly, a panting voice approached.

Cao Yi opened his eyes, and then closed them again.

After a while, Whooting walked in, spitting out a big red tongue, panting, and a few steps away, lying on the ground, and not moving.

Time, little by little.

By the afternoon, Cao Yi had preliminarily mastered this difficult task of turning decay into magic.

I opened my eyes, got up and went out the door, and came to the courtyard.

In the corner, there is also a tripod that I picked up when I first arrived in the mythical world, and there is a broken bronze sheep's head in the corner of the tripod.

Cao Yi walked over, put his hand on it, and cast a spell to turn decay into magic, and a warm heat came.

The hand was released, and the originally cold bronze sheep's head blinked, and its head twisted and let out a 'blea'.

Then, there is no then.

"Is that all?"

Seeing that it was not at the same level as Xu Fu, Cao Yi was very puzzled.

Without exercises, what Xu Fu, who had never cultivated, could do, he couldn't do.

After thinking about it for a while, Cao Yi could only attribute the reason to the fact that it might be that Xu Fu formed some kind of special connection with the scroll during the resurrection of the scroll.

Returning to the shrine, looking at the "True Dragon Map" in the Qintian scroll on the ground, and then looking at the Roaring Heaven on the side, Cao Yi had an idea, and a smile appeared on his face: "Roaring Heaven"

Zhengxiang, who was sleeping, was woken up, looked up and saw that it was Cao Yi, trembled, and then stood up tremblingly.

Cao Yi walked over, squatted down and touched the head of the roaring sky and said, "Young man, I see that your bones are wonderful, you are a martial arts wizard in the world, I have a secret book of cultivating immortals here, do you want to learn it?" ”

Roaring Tian raised his head, the dog's mouth was half open, as if to say, don't tease, I can't even beat a cat.

"It doesn't matter, from today onwards, Poor Dao will use the aura to wash you and refine the essence."

Cao Yi said with a smile.

He tilted his head, thinking about it, not knowing what he was thinking, and soon lay down again.

Cao Yi ran the golden liquid to return the Dan method, and used the five elements of spiritual energy to comb the body of Lu Tian in a small way.

When he fell into a deep sleep, he picked it up and put it in a room.

Soon, a pleasant bell sounded in the Taoist temple.

Yelu Zhigu, who was originally dressed in black clothes and black armor, put on a wide robe and did the cleaning work.

Cao Yi sat on a stone bench and flipped through a Taoist book called "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics of Taishang", occasionally picking up a bell and shaking it.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of a boat approaching the shore was heard.

Cao Yi, who had finished cleaning and put away Yelu Gu, looked around, and saw that except for a ding, there was nothing to arouse suspicion, so he lowered his head and continued to read the "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics of Taishang".

After a while, the footsteps arrived at the door of the Taoist temple, and a voice that was not very full of qi sounded: "Daoist Cao, are you there?" ”

This voice is so familiar!

Cao Yi traced it in his memory, and soon, he knew who this person was.

College classmate, Mi He.

The door of the Taoist temple was half-hidden, and it creaked open, and a handsome bald monk walked in with a sunny smile on his face.

Cao Yi raised his head.

The eyes are facing each other.

Cao Yi didn't know what to say for a while.

"I can't think of it, I am also a monk, and in the future, I will be called the poor monk Mingcheng monk, Amitabha."

Mi He clasped his hands together, and the treasure was solemn.

Cao Yi got up to greet him, looked at Mi He's shiny bald head, and wondered, "Didn't you go to graduate school?" ”

At the beginning, there were 20 people in the class who chose to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and Mi He was one of them.

"The past is gone, don't mention it"

Mi He suddenly felt a little sad.

"Sit down and talk"

Cao Yi waved his hand.

Come to the stone table and sit down.

Mi He looked at the Taoist temple and said with emotion: "I can't imagine that you and I will meet again, one has become a Taoist priest, and the other has become a monk." ”

Cao Yi glanced at the brand-new monk's robe on Mi He's body and asked, "Which temple are you in now?" ”

Mi He pointed in the southeast direction: "Not far away, on the Great Guanyin Temple on Xishan Island." ”

"The one in the Great Ruyi Holy Realm."

Cao Yi is very impressed by this temple, there is a 66.99-meter Ruyi Guanyin open-air Buddha, which is equivalent to a high-rise building of more than 20 floors, close to the Lingshan Giant Buddha!

"Don't talk about that, do you have anything to eat here? Since I was busy in the morning, I haven't even eaten a bite of food. ”

Mi He touched his hand on his stomach.

"Why are you so busy?"

Cao Yi was puzzled.

"I'm a monk who knows the guest, and I'm the most popular one."

Mi He smiled wryly.