"You also know how powerful the curse seal of the witch clan is, if you hadn't experienced self-immolation and smashed the curse seal to the level of weakness, I'm afraid that even if Master exerts all his ability, even if he instills you with the blood of the White Dragon, the spirit of ten thousand beasts, I'm afraid your curse seal will not be lifted. ”

"It's all a coincidence. ”

"Serendipity?" the dragon asked in surprise.

"Even if you have experienced self-immolation and the white dragon blood is washed, if it weren't for your strong willpower and the basic skills you have built over the years, I'm afraid that this operation will have residual sequelae in your body. ”

"The combination of these factors is a big opportunity. ”

"Your father's situation is different. Don't let your father set himself on fire once. Even if you follow your procedure once, I'm afraid the success rate will not be much higher. ”

"How can this be?" the hope that the Emperor Dragon had been full of suddenly fell into a trough.

"Your father's internal strength has been reduced from the Great Emperor level to the Great King, and he has lost the internal strength that took nearly a hundred years to cultivate, and the speed is fast enough. In the last battle, I could clearly feel a sign of aging in your father's breath rapidly eating away at his inner strength. It's possible that it won't be long before your father becomes completely detached......"

"Oh, no, Master. How long is the time?" Huang Long knew how painful it was for a martial artist to have no internal strength, and those unbearable days were full of hatred and pain, and his heart was like a knife when he thought about it.

"A year. Bai Wuxian gave a number.

"A year?"

"A year is still a conservative statement, and the injury is not light this time, it is possible that the internal strength will be lost faster. ”

"Is there any good way to save me? ”

"Well, I'm glad I met. Bai Wuxian wiped his beard and shook his head triumphantly.

"Well, my father was saved. Master, how long will it take to break the aftermath of my father's curse?" Seeing hope, the imperial dragon naturally raised his eyebrows in high spirits.

"It's going to take about 10 years. ”

"Huh, ten years?" the dragon immediately drooped in despair.

"Ten years, my father will ...... in one year Master, don't play tricks on me, I'm serious. Bai Wuxian's words were like a basin of cold water, which suddenly poured his fiery heart cold.

"Ahem, ten years is still conservative. This decade is not my decade, it is your decade. ”

"Anyway, Master. Bai Wuxie's words suddenly became unfathomable, and the Imperial Dragon naturally listened in awe.

"The prescription to save your father requires the Great Emperor-level Demon Beast Spirit Bone, the King-level Amber Pill, several champion-level grass trees, and the blood of the Divine Beast, and at the very least, it must be a Great Martial Master-level ......."

The names of these herbs reported by Bai Wuxian made Huanglong stunned, the words were crooked, and he almost suffered from Alzheimer's disease.

"Ahem, oh, explain in advance, these herb masters can't help you......"

When the head was drunk, the imperial dragon was completely frozen.

"Master, these herbs are a hundred times higher than my current internal strength, and it will take me at least a hundred years to practice to be able to defeat a demonic beast of the Great Emperor Realm. ”

"Well, as long as you are willing, being a teacher can help you achieve your wish within ten years. ”

"Master......" Huang Long was a little emotional.

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly, don't ramble, you can say thank you. Ha ha. "Bai Wuxian seemed to be very satisfied with this self-motivated apprentice.

In fact, since the last battle between the Imperial Dragon and the Nine Snake Clan, we have seen the endurance and potential of the Imperial Dragon. As long as he fights steadily, this proud protégé will definitely replace himself to dominate the martial arts again.

"One year, will it be done?" asked the emperor dragon timidly, stretching out his index finger. After finishing speaking, he moved his Adam's apple vigorously and swallowed his saliva, obviously feeling weak himself.

"Uh...... You'd better go down the mountain, as a teacher, I should have never seen you. Bai Wuxie's old face drooped, and he threw up his sleeves and turned around to go back to the cave.

"Okay, I'm going to meditate. Seeing the displeasure on Bai Wuxie's face, the emperor dragon made a grimace, and hurriedly went into the secluded view of the cave before the master to concentrate on mending his wounds.

The heavenly pond in the secluded view has a natural cold ice, and there are also a lot of herbs that Bai Wuxian has prepared in advance. The cold water glowed with green light, and Bai Wuxian said that it was mixed with a lot of high-grade 10,000-year-old Taishan jade, which was calcined internally, removing impurities, and leaving liquid essence.

Huanglong should try to absorb these herbs as much as possible for half a month after that. With air conditioning to condense the fighting energy, the wound of the vein can be repaired. Until it can absorb the internal strength, the repair work can still be completed.

Stepping into the ice pool with both feet, the dragon shivered. To say that Mount Tai's Aolai Peak is often accompanied by clouds and mist, the imperial dragon has adapted to the cold, but the extreme cold in the Tianchi is cold to the bone marrow. The slightest touch between his toes and the surface of the water was a thrill to his whole body, so cold that his teeth were pounding tightly.

"Oh my God, Master, you're trying to turn me into a popsicle!"

The imperial dragon gritted his teeth and walked to the middle of the heavenly pool, squatted down, and sat up. To resist the cold, you must be calm. Huanglong frowned, endured the cold, and pulled his thoughts to the thinking of the "Inner Scripture of the Heart" taught by the master. After a while, the cold was forgotten, and as the thinking deepened step by step, the internal strength of the martial arts was slowly penetrated, and the fighting energy in the body began to slowly operate according to the steps described in the Neijing, and the body became warmer.

Two hours later, the dragon was sweating all over his body.

The imperial dragon turned into a hot furnace, its own heat was steaming, and the green liquid in the heavenly pool also burst out countless golden rays of light, burrowing into the imperial dragon's body.

"Oh, this kid is recovering so quickly! I thought it would take at least four or five days to repair the wound, but I didn't expect it to be repaired in two hours, hehe, and he also absorbed the essence of the potion, presumably he will be many years earlier than I expected. Bai Wuxian was amazed at the speed of the Imperial Dragon's progress, and he couldn't help but admire.

The imperial dragon also enjoyed the pleasure brought by the internal energy that constantly rushed into the body. After the pain disappeared, a fluttering feeling of comfort followed. He had been looking forward to this feeling for more than ten years, but he didn't expect it to be fulfilled today. The imperial dragon adjusted the power of his breath and bloodline, and relentlessly absorbed the internal strength and fighting qi that had been lacking for a long time, filling this incomparably strong body.

I didn't expect that the essence of heaven and earth, which should have been absorbed for several months, was absorbed by the imperial dragon in three days. In these three days, the imperial dragon did not want to stop for a moment, and absorbed the fighting spirit of Taishan jade mercilessly, and when it came to the final level, the center of the imperial dragon's eyebrows actually glowed with green light.

On the third night, Bai Wuxian was meditating, when he suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Sandao! Sandao! Why is the breath of my Sandao figure so familiar! They have come to me?"

Bai Wuxian immediately followed this strong familiar aura to find the past.

After turning a few corners, Bai Wuxian felt more and more that the breath of these three figures was getting closer and closer to him.

Closer, closer...... "Imperial Dragon, it's really you!" Bai Wuxian was ecstatic.