Chapter 120: Purple Qi Comes from the East

Turning into a dragon is the first threshold in the seven realms of mortals, and it is also a level that all monks must pass; this threshold is like a scientific examination in the mortal world, in which you are qualified to enter the royal sight, leap over the dragon gate, and watch the scenery on the mountain; if you can't pass this level, you will always be just a commoner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And for the monks, after the dragon turns the aura in the body from virtual to real, the combat power will certainly be greatly improved, all the magic and martial arts will be transformed under the addition of condensed aura, and more importantly, the life span and five senses of the dragon after the dragon have been greatly improved, only those who have crossed this realm are qualified to feel the heaven and earth, and are qualified to pursue immortality;

How to break through this threshold is also related to the future tribulation, people who have laid a solid foundation in the Dragon Transformation Realm are full of spiritual power, tenacity, and the three souls and seven spirits have been strengthened, and the fight against the tribulation and thunder is naturally more stable;

Of course, there is no shortage of geniuses in this world, crossing the threshold of the Dao at a very fast speed, and then using magic weapons to resist the thunder tribulation, but this kind of person itself is very rare, even after surviving the thunder tribulation and stepping into the immortal realm, there must be various defects.

Lu Hong has been stagnant for three years in the fourth realm of mortals, just to stabilize the foundation and deepen the aura, and now the time has come, it is time to turn into a dragon.

With a flick of his fingers, the golden and purple streamers flew out of the Qianyuan bag, the purple yang golden bottle fell in front of him, the cork "wave" bounced up, and a slight suction came, it did not absorb the surrounding aura, but greedily devoured the aura flowing from Lu Hong's body.

After the aura flowed into the bottle, it was violently compressed by a force, and the color of the originally invisible aura gradually darkened, and after about a stick of incense, a ball of purple and a ball of gold fell on the bottom of the bottle, and the aura that Lu Hong needed half a day to absorb was compressed to the size of a fingernail by the Ziyang gold bottle in a moment.

Lu Hong frowned slightly, feeling the compression process of the Ziyang Golden Bottle, and his heart moved slightly.

At this time, the mixed yuan gong and gluttonous gong in his body were running at the same time, and the aura in the dantian had been released one-tenth, and in the past three years, he had devoured a lot of aura with gluttonous gong, and the spiritual power in his body was far more abundant than ordinary people.

He had fought Lu Kui in Huiyin Mountain, and he had turned into a dragon for half a year, and the aura on his body was only the same as him, milky white, as if the water vapor was rising, and the degree of condensation was shallower than his.

This is the first threshold that is extremely difficult to cross in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is easy in Lu Hong's eyes, this is because of his years of accumulation, and secondly, it is indeed because he is talented, and ordinary people can't reach it.

The aura has condensed to this point, even if the realm of turning into a dragon has passed, he has completed his deeds, but looking at the two clouds of breath in the Ziyang Golden Bottle, his heart is greedy.

This hookah-like aura is indeed considered powerful, but compared to the aura condensed to the extreme in this purple sun gold bottle, it is more than a star and a half?

After staring at it for a long time, the aura on his body changed, and a rare sense of determination appeared between his eyebrows, and his two fingers brushed over the dantian, and the aura accumulated for three years was released, forming a torrent in his body in an instant.

His face turned pale, and he felt the pain of his body tearing, and hurriedly used the Mixed Yuan Gong to pull this torrent, while constantly condensing this powerful and incomparable aura.

Time passed little by little, the morning sun on the horizon gradually changed, the scorching sun at noon baked the earth, and then the daylight gradually dimmed, and finally at dusk, Lu Hong's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the torrent in his body was only half left, and the original hookah-like aura was condensed into black.

The unprecedented level of black aura was twice that of Lu Kui, and anyone who knew that someone had condensed the aura to this extent in the Dragon Transformation Realm would definitely be surprised.

But Lu Hong was still not satisfied, and almost brutally condensed the aura in his body.

Outside the grass house, Yuan Chungang held a fishing rod, looked at the middle of the lake, waiting for the fish to be hooked, and wondered in his heart, with Lu Hong's qualifications, he should have broken through the realm of turning dragons a long time ago, why didn't he come back until the evening?

The lake was babbling and moving, and soon the sunset on the horizon gradually dispersed, and darkness invaded, and Tiangang Mountain seemed to stand in a black canopy.

At this time, Lu Hong's heart was the two heavens of ice and fire, and the torrent in his body was completely dispersed, replaced by a cloud of lilac spiritual qi circulating inward, and a faint golden glow appeared on his body.

He succeeded, and the aura accumulated for three years was compressed to the extreme by him, becoming pure yang gang qi and floating guan purple qi, although it was slightly insufficient compared to the two groups of qi in the purple yang golden bottle, but this was the limit of what he could do.

But the tragedy also happened, his torrent-like aura was constantly condensed, compressed, and refined into light gold, and the powerful aura of lilac became very rare, and could only cover half of the body, and it was difficult to form a circulation trend, so it was impossible to exercise at all.

And he was exhausted at this time, and all the aura was compressed into pure yang qi and floating purple qi, so that he could no longer be able to pull these two breaths back to the dantian to form an endless momentum, so that in half a day, when these two breaths dissipated in the body and dispersed out of the body, his hard work would be in vain.

Not only did he fail to retain these two breaths, but he exhausted the aura that had been accumulated in his body for three years, and retreating from a realm would hurt his vitality a lot, which made him feel very anxious at the moment.

He has always had a very good heart, but he can't accept anything to let him start all over again, but now he is helpless, and he is angry and angry, and the qi in his body suddenly becomes disordered, his throat is fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurts out, he opened his eyes in anger, and the green tendons on the corners of his eyes burst out.

But as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a dark purple under the stars, mountains and forests, the middle of the lake, and the grasslands, this dark purple was everywhere.

"Daofa Zilu, Daofa Zilu, hahahaha, I understand, it's really heaven and earth that never ends me, heaven and earth don't stop me, hahahaha ......",

His heart moved, and then he suddenly realized, from sadness to joy, and laughed wildly.

It turns out that the top of Tiangang Mountain is Yuan Chungang's residence, he has practiced for thousands of years, and has reached the realm of Taoism's "purple qi comes from the east", and the aura of this place is shared with his mind, and the floating purple gas in his body is naturally omnipresent, which is nothing for ordinary people, they can't take this floating purple gas, and they can't take it away and can't use it, but for Lu Hong at this time, it is tantamount to a desperate life.

At that moment, he summoned a gluttonous soul and forcibly devoured Yuan Chungang's floating purple qi.

If before, his aura had not yet condensed, this floating purple qi would clash with his aura as soon as it entered the body, and quickly merge his aura, and then stay in his body so that he could no longer exercise, but at this time, he himself had already condensed the floating purple qi, although it was not comparable to Yuan Chungang's dark purple aura, but it was enough to blur this dark purple aura little by little.

He first devoured a thumb-sized amount of floating purple qi, and this mass of purple qi quickly dissipated some of its own in his dantian, and after about a stick of incense, it turned into a dense light purple that circulated in his body, and a slight touch with his own floating purple qi appeared as a fusion appeared.

He tried to use his luck, and under the sufficient spiritual energy, he mixed the Yuan Gong to run immediately, Lu Hong was desperate, overjoyed, and continued to suck the floating purple qi outside his body little by little, at this time, there was no longer the invisible and shadowless weak aura in his body before the dragon, and it was completely replaced by a condensed lilac aura, and then used this floating purple qi to catalyze the pure yang qi, and soon a vision that even he couldn't think of appeared.

The more he inhaled the purple qi, the more his lilac aura became more and more rich and abundant, and the pale golden pure yang qi that he catalyzed also showed a boiling trend, and soon the pale gold and lilac aura rose to the top of the mountain, at first it was just a little golden mangs shining on the top of the mountain, and at ten o'clock at midnight the golden mangs actually illuminated half of the mountaintop, and the pale golden aura covered half of the peaks.

Yuan Chungang in the grass house was puzzled, pushed open the door, and saw that the mountain peak he was in was already shrouded in a pale gold, and the pure yang gang qi was extremely vigorous.

In the hall below, doors were opened, and everyone was amazed at the wonder of being dazzled by this golden light.

In the night building, Su Fen shook the folding fan, and her mature and charming face was full of surprise.

"It's... Is that little offspring ......", (To be continued.) )