The medium through which the drunken world connects to the real world is a coarse porcelain bowl, which should theoretically be placed in the mansion where Tang Ying temporarily lives in the capital...... The capital city is in the middle of the Tianyuan Continent, and now Zhang Lu is secluded in the southern part of the South China Sea--probably close to the South Pole--the two places are 108,000 miles apart, how can he overlook the drunken country from the ice field?

However, strange things abound in the vast world, and the vast majority of world cultivators are not similar to the people in the purely mechanical earth world, so they value theories so much that they often stop knowing what they are, and are unwilling to delve into the reasons for them. www.biquge.info Besides, the super-three-dimensional creatures related to this matter - that is, the "heavenly seeds" called by those monsters in the Void World - it is unlikely that the three-dimensional world will really understand the roots.

So roughly speaking, it should be that Lu Ion found a huge dragon skeleton on the Antarctic ice sheet that day, and felt that its momentum was terrifying, and felt that it might be beneficial to his cultivation, so he made a model in the drunken world. However, due to some unknowable factors, there is a certain induction between the model and the ontology. Zhang Lu is a person who has come into contact with the model, or because he is also a super-three-dimensional creature, so when he comes into contact with the body, this induction becomes more and more distinct, until it tears the space and shines directly on the drunken world.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lu jumped up and flew straight towards the hole in the void in the distance - if he could jump into the drunken world, how convenient it would be, there was no need to rush back to the mainland thousands of miles away. However, as soon as his toes left the dragon skeleton entity, the hole in the sky disappeared in an instant.

Is this a signal outage?

Zhang Lu couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head -- how can there be such a convenient thing in the world, you can directly open the door of time and space and send yourself back, you should be a time machine hidden in a drawer? So he pressed down on his body, stepped on the dragon wreckage again, and looked at it from afar, and the hole in the sky opened again. He tried to wave his hand towards the distant drunken world, and shouted loudly, but the three no-man's land masters were unheard, and their eyes occasionally swept in this direction, as if they didn't see anything.

Oh, it turned out to be just one-way......

Giving up the possibility of a quick return, Zhang Lu began to study the dragon skeleton carefully. According to his investigation and judgment, the dragon's remains may have been intact, or they may have been torn apart by the force of the ice flow, and only the remaining half of the head drifted here. So, there may still be a lot of fragments left in the world - is the small piece of keel that Tang Yang Ji obtained originally one with this wreckage?

Being near the wreckage, Zhang Lu's body was by no means comfortable, and from time to time he felt that the demon dragon qi penetrated into his viscera, as if there were thousands of small insects drilling in his body. Fortunately, this little discomfort will not cause any real damage to him at this moment.

The most interesting thing is that after a period of investigation, Zhang Lu suspected that this was indeed a dead dragon, which was not the same as the dragon remains seen in other worlds, and the hostility it emitted seemed to be gradually weakening - of course, because the total amount was too large, it had not yet dispersed for more than a thousand years.

Why is this so? Doesn't it mean that super-three-dimensional beings can't die in a three-dimensional world?

Theoretically, a super-three-dimensional creature can only project a part of itself into the three-dimensional world, so destroying this part will not lead to the complete loss of life of the super-three-dimensional creature. However, if this projection is suppressed in some way, it is possible to make the hyper-three-dimensional creature permanently connect to a certain three-dimensional world through an unknowable channel, unable to break away and unable to act, then it is no different from death - only as the town is removed or weakened, the super-three-dimensional creature may escape, which is commonly known as resurrection.

But this dragon skeleton seems to have no possibility of resurrection. Zhang Lu tried to imagine that the reason for this was that this super-three-dimensional creature was originally close to the brink of death, so killing its projection directly led to the destruction of the ontology, and there was also a possibility that it had been suppressed for too long and could not be separated, which in turn led to the end of its life span and natural death.

He slowly swept away the remaining ice floe from the dragon's remains, and finally sat down cross-legged in the middle of it—probably above the dragon's tongue—and closed his eyes, trying to sense the remnants of the aura that was occasionally burrowing into him. The anger was full of ferocity and cruelty, and from time to time it shook Zhang Lu's mind, as if Mephistopheles was whispering in Faust's ear, trying to tempt him to fall. Zhang Lu did not simply practice qi to resist this evil temptation, but tried to understand it and absorb it......

It's as if Zhang Lu took out his body and mind, repeatedly forging and sharpening it on an anvil made of evil spirit, or as if he tried to swallow a poison that ate the intestines and rotting bones, and each time he was under a lethal dose, and then used the poison to change the form of his body. He did this consciously, because he felt that this aura was inexplicably beneficial to himself, and if he could absorb it smoothly, he would definitely be able to greatly increase his power and improve his realm......

This is similar to the section of the dragon tail embedded in the mountain wall that he touched in the Furui World, and then echoed the small piece of dragon bone left by Tang Yang Ji, which was able to break through the realm in an instant, and his skill increased greatly, which has its own lineage. Maybe the principle is exactly the same, but he has no idea what the principle is. It doesn't matter, let's not ask for it, let's do it first!

So while running Zhou Tian, he swallowed out the vitality mixed with the demon dragon qi around him, used the qi veins to strip off the evil qi in it, and gradually diluted and absorbed it through the operation of the true qi. But he had just walked Zhou Tian twice, and suddenly heard an exclamation in his ear: "Are you going to die?!"

Zhang Lu opened his eyes, and saw Sanwu Monk standing not far in front of him, his eyes wandering, looking left and right, his nose was slightly open, he took a few breaths, and then his originally anxious expression instantly relaxed. The Sanwu monk stretched out his hand, rubbed his bald head, and sighed: "It's a dead thing, this thing is rare......

Zhang Lu frowned and asked, "Isn't it true that dragons basically don't die?"

The Sanwu monk shrugged his shoulders: "How is it possible, if it is really an eternal and immortal thing, how dare we go to war with them - I mean it is relatively rare to encounter the remains of a dead dragon in the three-dimensional world." ”

Zhang Lu smiled: "I can find this thing, probably what kind of 'luck' you said, right?"

The corners of the Sanwu monk's mouth twitched: "It's luck, not luck - if it's luck, the poor monk, and the 'boxing king', what's the difference with you? Why have we never encountered this kind of thing when we were still in the nether realm?" As he spoke, he looked Zhang Lu up and down a few times, and his eyes showed joy: "Yes, it seems that it won't be long before we can meet again in the sky." ”

"Perhaps, if I absorb all of this demon dragon qi and refine it, I can break through the realm and soar," Zhang Lu stared at the expression of the Sanwu monk, trying to set the other party's words, "The reason why I have this ability is because I am a super three-dimensional body, or is it because I am ...... What is our special connection with the dragon?"

The Sanwu monk shook his head: "If the super-three-dimensional human beings can absorb the dragon's aura and assist their own cultivation, then the problem will be simple, as long as it is publicized, except for those iron-hearted 'dragon protectors', everyone will rise up and slay the dragon." No matter how powerful the dragon is, it will be like falling into the Cantonese recipe, and it won't take long for it to become an endangered species......"

"Only we earthlings can absorb and digest anger like this?"

"Of course ordinary earthlings can't do it," the Sanwu monk frowned, "As for you and me...... 'boxing king' can fight more and more bravely in the sky because of this ability, but after all, it is already a real super three-dimensional body, no matter how much you absorb, the income is limited......"

"What about you?"

Monk Sanwu smiled slightly embarrassed: "I haven't tried...... With my current state, it is impossible to slay the dragon head-on, and the dragon remains are really difficult to find. Hurry up, you hurry up and ascend to the sky, so that I can relieve myself of the responsibility of guiding and teaching, and go to assist the 'King of Fighters' to slay the dragon. ”

"Okay," Zhang Lu smiled slightly, "Count me in, let's go together." ”

The Sanwu monk shook his head: "What about you?" After you ascend to the Immortal, there will naturally be a lot of tasks to be pressed down, and the most important thing is that you must guide other earthlings to ascend......"

"Oh," Zhang Lu roughly understood, "you have to teach the apprentice first, and then you can really become a teacher." Then he frowned: "This kind of single-lineage inheritance is like the Sith, don't you think it's very dangerous?"

"But the Sith has been passed on after all, and the Jedi have almost been wiped out...... The earth has been banned, even if a small hole is artificially torn open, it would be great to be able to line up to drill people out, do you still hope that thousands of troops will rush out?" the Sanwu monk stretched out his hand and scratched his chin, "However, our ultimate goal may be to completely break the ban and allow the same kind of people to ascend to the sky freely......"

"Drill out of the ban, is Wei Qiang the first?"

Monk Sanwu nodded: "Of course, he is ......" and then he was shocked and asked Zhang Ludao, "How do you know that the 'boxing king' is named Wei Qiang? Who told you?!"

Zhang Lu smirked: "I know, but there is more than you want me to know." ”

The three-no monk pouted: "The rice should be eaten one bite at a time, and the knowledge should be absorbed bit by bit, and some things are known too early, which may not be a good thing...... Of course, knowing that the 'boxing king' real name is Wei Qiang, there is nothing wrong with that......"

"Mage, what's your real name?"

The corners of the Sanwu monk's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling: "The lay name of the poor monk has been forgotten tens of thousands of years ago. ”

Zhang Lu snorted: "This is a bit pretending...... Do you have a lifespan of tens of thousands of years?!"

"The time flow rate of each three-dimensional world is different, and the points that can be wedged from the super-three-dimensional world are also different, and I didn't say where the time is tens of thousands of years...... "The three-no monk sneered, "If the effect is the cause, take the first as the last, from ancient times to modern times, there will always be a ...... for thousands of years."

Zhang Lu asked tentatively: "I was traveled to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and it has not been 2,000 years since I arrived in modern society, what era have you been traveled to? Can there be a monk earlier......?

The Sanwu monk stretched out his hands left and right, shaking the sleeves of his robe: "Have you ever seen such a handsome and dashing Indian monk as me? I just like to show people in this image, who told you that the first time you traveled back to ancient times, you must have become a monk? Could it be that the 'King of Fighters' has traveled to the world of "Fist of the Big Dipper", so he can't dress up like that?"

"Oh," Zhang Luxin said that he really wanted to go wrong, "then after you have obtained the super three-dimensional level, and then go back to the mortal world to register, you should go to a world where Buddhism is prevalent......

The Sanwu monk blinked: "This is ...... Secret. Is it any benefit to you to know my experience? Did you check your household registration? You really have nothing to do in heaven and have to watch you like a nanny all day long?"

Zhang Lu said "hey": "You don't fight with the dragon, and you don't stare at me all the time, it feels like you're doing odd jobs all day long...... You don't really have any place in heaven, do you?"

The face of the Sanwu monk sank: "If you move the structure of the mortal world to the sky, you will have this inexplicable idea - so when the realm is reached, you will naturally know that it will not be beneficial to you at all to peek into the truth in the sky in advance." As he spoke, he folded his hands and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donor, donor, don't think nonsense anymore, practice hard, I'm waiting for you in heaven." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure faded away in an instant. Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and shook his head--and couldn't come up with much information--just as he was about to close his eyes again and continue to absorb the remnants of the demon dragon's bones, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and the three-no monk reappeared.

"Remind you, the ascension is imminent, and the fate of the dust is over. ”

Zhang Luyi frowned: "What do you mean? Don't talk about religion all day long, can't you honestly talk about people?"

"For example," replied the monk Sanwu, who muttered for a long time, "when you were a child, you owed people five cents, and you never got the opportunity to pay it back, leaving a thorn in your heart. So when you become an adult, when you meet the creditor of your youth again, will you pay him back the five cents?"

Zhang Lu shrugged his shoulders: "When I was a child, five cents may have been quite a lot -- at least I could buy a popsicle -- after a few decades, what is the use of five cents? What is the point of paying him back?"

The Sanwu monk clasped his palms together and snapped: "That's what it means." When you grow up, it is not only meaningless, but it will not eliminate the thorn in your heart at all. Many trivial things in the mortal world, after ascending to immortals, will become meaningless, but if there are regrets, they will remain forever, which is not good for your body and mind. The so-called breaking the dust is not to say that everything in the past should be abandoned, but that the immortals are separated, and the problems that should be solved at different stages should be solved at this stage, don't delay, drag and drag, the problem is not a problem, but it will leave a shadow of evasion - do you understand?"

"Oh......" This time it was Zhang Lu's turn to groan. In this Tianyuan world, are there any problems that must be solved before you can rest assured that you can ascend to the immortal?