Chapter 3: The Golden Shadow
Cultivation was originally a long process, and many elders and patriarchs in the family gathered together to practice alone in a small dark room, sitting cross-legged and resting.
I saw that there was a faint white light flickering around them, and it was one aura after another, converging on their bodies from all around, entering their bodies to cultivate into a pill, and their cultivation gradually increased with the golden pill circling.
Every big family will have a place for everyone to cultivate alone, such a small room, dark and narrow, but it is not necessarily an easy task for ordinary people to break in, because one defense after another is arranged around this room.
The Long family has now declined, and there are only 9 people who are really qualified to enter the small room to cultivate.
Except for the patriarch in the middle, both sides are elders with higher prestige in the family and cultivating to the front of the line.
There are two young people on both sides of the six elders, and they are also the young people who have the most potential in the family, are expected to break through, and can shine with the family in the future.
Everything was originally fine, and everyone was immersed in cultivation, but in such a moment, the nine people stopped moving at the same time, and suddenly opened their eyes with nervous expressions.
Someone is plundering their aura!
Originally, the people who were cultivating were naturally very sensitive to the aura, and they could enter it immediately if they were a little less, not to mention that in less than a second, the aura disappeared in an instant, and there was no other reason except that someone was plundering.
There was no action other than wide-eyed nervousness and indignation in his eyes.
They didn't rush out to fight each other like they imagined, their faces were more quiet, and they seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of plundered days.
The law of the jungle is the law of nature.
Naturally, they also knew this rule very well in their hearts, and they also knew that even if all nine of them rushed out, the strength of the whole clan might not be able to leave each other behind, and it would even make the family pay a heavy price.
Such an action, and the result, is not a wise choice.
What can be done now, of course, is to be safe when it comes.
Everyone had a sad expression on their faces, even though their fists were clenched, even though their bodies were trembling slightly with anger.
But everything is a certainty, since their ancestor left, the family is declining day by day, not to mention that the ancestor had a certain relationship with all parties when he established the Long family, which offended many people.
When the ancestor died, of course, other large and small families became active.
All kinds of obstructions and blows to their family, coupled with some other variables, eventually led to the family becoming what it is now.
Without any power to resist, I eventually learned to go with the flow.
Of course, Long Batian did not allow this to happen, and when he noticed that someone was plundering his family's aura, his first reaction was to let the other party die without a place to bury.
But now he is indeed extremely poor in physical cultivation, although his spiritual power still maintains the cultivation of the best great master at the peak of the past.
Once his current attack is known by the other party, and the other party has the courage to try to kill him, with his current physical body, I am afraid that without the slightest defense, the other party can kill him again in the underground and sleep forever.
Stupid things that are not sure, and there are many unstable factors, Long Batian naturally will not do it, unless there is some way to make his body reach the defense power of the best great master in a short period of time, or reduce it a few levels, even if there is a fifth grade.
What kind of blows can the physical body of an ordinary person withstand?
I'm afraid that a disciple of the Nine Rank Cultivation can put him down with a punch on him.
This kind of death is very aggrieved, especially since his physical and mental strength still maintains the rank of a supreme great grandmaster.
Fragile Warlock.
Long Batian muttered a sentence in his mouth, and was worried about what he should do next, when the sound of Long Pin Physiognomy continued to be heard outside.
Long Batian is not stupid, it is impossible to rush up and fight to the death with the other party single-handedly.
But with dragons, it's different.
After all, it is his descendant, and his blood flows in his body, and it is still possible to stimulate his potential.
Even if it is excited for 1 second or 2 seconds.
2 seconds, the breath of the Grand Master ......
Enough is enough.
As long as he released the aura of the Great Grandmaster on Long Pinxiang's body, then the other party would not dare to approach this range rashly.
As for how to put down the man hiding on the mountain, this point is not necessarily difficult for Long Batian.
"Didn't you hear me? You can't tell anyone about today's events. "Long Pin scolded each other and felt strange now, he knew what to pull when his son's butt was lifted, how could he have the ability to put down the two cousins of Jiupin?
Before he could think more, a warm breath suddenly rushed into his body, like a scorching flame released in his body, the suffocating dragon raised his head and roared, his body emitted golden light, and his body went straight to the sky.
With his hands and feet open, the ......sound of ahhhh
Long Guoquan and the others were disheartened, they all bowed their heads, quietly waiting for the time to pass, and when the person who plundered the spiritual energy was almost done, the other party would leave, and they would be able to continue cultivating.
Although it is very aggrieved, it is very helpless.
But so what?
Wait, what's going on?
At the same time as the nine people were sad and angry on their faces, a powerful aura was suddenly released not far away.
This was followed by a roar, and the heavens and the earth changed color.
The wind, plundering from all directions, actually broke through the defenses and rushed into the small room where they cultivated, and the strong aura blowing in front of them blew the beards of the elders and hissed.
Long Guoquan had an excited smile on his face, and his eyes had never been more obvious.
He felt that the shadow of a golden light man suddenly appeared above the small house of the Long family, which covered an area of more than 500 square meters.