Chapter Seventy-Two: Melting Bones and Changing Lives

In a trance, he opened his eyes, but instead of looking around, he looked at the deep pit that he had smashed down, wanting to see if the arm bone was still there, but he was surprised to find that his right hand was actually alive, and the arm bone was gone.

"Is it all my delusion?" Fang Wenyuan was a little disappointed in his heart.

Just when Fang Wenyuan was puzzled, a heaven-shattering dragon groan came from under the earth, this sound was different from the fierce dragon chant he controlled the formation before, this one was even more domineering, with a majesty of worship by all beings, the dragon groaned in the four wilds, and everything was terrified!

With the sound of the dragon's roar, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly exploded. The ancestors of the Sun family and the children of the Shang family were forcibly pushed hundreds of miles away by this spiritual power, and even the three people surnamed Mei were not spared, and only Fang Wenyuan, who was covered in blood, was left in place.

The earth cracked, and a huge dragon head poked out from the ground, and layers of rubble peeled off, revealing the flesh and blood dragon head within. This is a real dragon!

At this time, an extremely vicissitudes of voice came from Fang Wenyuan's mind: "I have guarded this bone for thousands of years, and finally waited for a person who can fuse this bone." You have the power of a demon immortal, and although the Xuanhuang Qi is the female baby who penetrates into your body, it is also eligible! Give you a dragon pattern, and this bone can be perfectly fused with you, and from now on, you will be his heir!"

The two huge dragon eyes glowed with a holy luster, and they looked at Fang Wenyuan with a gentle gaze. With a slight bow, the surrounding heaven and earth aura suddenly converged towards Fang Wenyuan, blending into his body, and the shocking wounds on his body also healed quickly, and the mud and sand that were forcibly thrown into it were also dispersed to the outside of his body by an invisible force.

At the same time, a small golden dragon about three inches in size flew out of the dragon's forehead and merged into his body. This little dragon is composed of dragon energy, which is between the virtual and the real, so it can move through his internal organs unimpeded. Fang Wenyuan only felt that his whole body was warm, just like soaking in a hot spring, and all the hidden diseases left in his body disappeared at this moment, and he felt like he had been reborn.

The little dragon wandered for a while, and came to his right arm bone, which was imprinted on the bone.

His own right arm had already been shattered under the heavy blow in the deep pit, and the current arm was made of the bones of that arm, and although there was bloody flesh, he had no sense, like a prosthetic leg. It wasn't until the three-inch dragon swam inside him that he felt that this arm was no different from his own.

In short, this arm has been used by him. The little dragon was imprinted on the bone of his right arm, not only making him feel like his own arm was still there. There is also a mantra in my mind, the dragon pattern bone refining technique.

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There is a mountain in southern Xinjiang called Taoxiang, this mountain is not high but there are often clouds and mist, peach blossoms all year round, like a fairyland on earth.

There is a small dwelling in the mountain, and one person sits in it, and there is a woman, who has bright eyes and beautiful teeth.

The scenery in the mountains is picturesque, the woman seems to have walked out of the painting, Luo skirt danced and waved her jade hand, the dew of the mountain stream gathered, made a pot of tea for her, poured herself a cup and took a sip, when she put down the cup, the strange thing is that the tea in the cup has not decreased but has a trace of blood.

The woman's face turned pale and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood, and the girl's face turned middle-aged, but the light in her eyes was intriguing, and she was only heard muttering in a low voice: "I changed my life, and from now on, no one can see your life!"

"That's all I can do, and what will happen in the future is your own business!"

She is a wandering party.

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"The dragon pattern has been gifted, you are so self-sufficient!" The dragon's voice reached Fang Wenyuan's sea of knowledge again.

After the dragon's conditioning, Fang Wenyuan's injuries had recovered, although his face was still a little pale, but he was not as powerless as he was just now. Receiving the favor of the dragon, he was full of gratitude and said, "Thank you Shenlong!"

After saying that, with a look of embarrassment, he twisted half of his salary, and said: "The crisis has not been resolved, I implore Shenlong to help people to the end!" Saying this, Fang Wenyuan also mustered up a lot of courage.

This is not because he is afraid of dragons, but in his heart, he feels that men should be self-reliant, so it is difficult to say the words of begging. However, at this time and at that time, the Jindan Ancestor of the Sun family was intercepted outside, and he was not a person who did not measure himself. So, the dragon in front of him may be able to help him solve the crisis, so why not ask?

It's just that it backfired, and just after Fang Wenyuan said the words for help, the dragon turned into a sky full of gold dust and dissipated. Fang Wenyuan looked at it in a daze, his heart was suddenly filled with compassion, and he touched his face, only to find that he had shed two lines of tears.

It wasn't his own emotion, he had only known the dragon for a moment, and the dragon had turned to gold dust, and he didn't know what was going on, how could it be?

Thinking about it carefully, it turned out that all this was the emotions of the three-inch little dragon imprinted on his right arm bone. But why is it so emotional?

Fang Wenyuan thought of a bad result, and his face sank again, "I'm afraid the dragon is gone!"

The aura of heaven and earth absorbed by the giant dragon had not yet dissipated, mixed with the gold dust turned by the dragon, and had been surrounding Fang Wenyuan, forming a barrier separating the ancestors of the Sun family and the children of the Shang family.

A pale-faced young man in the mountains and wilderness, standing in front of a vermilion coffin, raised his eyes to look at the 'flat land' where Fang Wenyuan was located, and muttered a little distractedly: "This scene is the same as what You Fangzi said, it seems that her divination skills have reached the peak!"

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Fang Wenyuan couldn't help but have a doubt as he watched the rich aura in the sky glue to the shining gold powder.

There is an old saying that "the dragon sees the head but does not see the end!" which means that the dragon is mysterious and rare. So, is it really a coincidence that I saw this dragon, or am I really lucky enough to meet the legendary real dragon? Why can I easily fuse the arm bones of the dragon guardian? Also, is this dragon a real dragon?

One by one, doubts surfaced in his mind, but this was not the time to think, Fang Wen was far from being a person who liked to drill the horns of the bull, so he simply didn't think about it.

The top priority is how to escape from here, how to escape the pursuit of the ancestor of the Sun family. As his thoughts flowed, Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed, and he took out a charm from the storage bag, which was the teleportation charm. The dragon not only recovered from his injuries, but also replenished all the spiritual power in his body. So it only takes a moment to activate the spell at this point.

However, to his disappointment, the teleportation spell that had been invincible actually failed. This made Fang Wenyuan's heart sink to the bottom again, and just when he was anxious in his heart, the aura of heaven and earth glued with gold dust around him frantically used it towards him and entered his body. Shenlong's words sounded in his mind again: "Send you a creation to help get rid of the predicament of the tenth layer of qi refining, I only hope that you will carry forward his Dao system!"

The aura entered the spiritual veins and ran wildly, and finally sank into the dantian. The gold dust enters the demon veins and turns into a holy air that circulates within.

The demon veins can absorb the qi of ten thousand demons, as for why it can absorb the gold dust broken by the dragon. That's because, although the dragon is a divine beast higher than the demon beast, it is a beast after all, and it is in the same vein as the demon beast, so the demon vein can be absorbed. In the same way, the divine beast is higher than the demon beast, so while the demon vein absorbs the dragon gold dust, it is also a baptism, so as to get out of the demon vein!

This is indeed as Shenlong said, it is a creation. At the same time, a barrier that he could not break through no matter what, was also shattered at this time. Fang Wenyuan only felt that his perception of the aura of heaven and earth was becoming more and more acute, and there was an indescribable feeling around him, as if as long as he waved his hand, the aura of heaven and earth around him could be used by him.

The mist-like spiritual power in the dantian was like a pair of invisible hands squeezing at this moment, slowly condensing into drops of rain-like spiritual power. When all the spiritual power condensed into a fist-sized spiritual power, like a handful of water balls, there was a roar in the dantian, and a Dao platform emerged, Fang Wenyuan was shocked, and said, "This is also the Dao platform for building the foundation?"

Just when he had a trace of joy in his heart, Qinglian, who had been quiet in the sea of knowledge, revealed its grandeur. I saw that the word "life and death" on it was rolled with Qinglian, and after a blur, it appeared in the dantian. A turquoise qi full of vitality, and a gray-white qi full of dead silence, swirled around each other, surrounding the Dao platform that Fang Wenyuan had just built.

The pirate map in the sea of knowledge, since the blood was taken away, has been exuding golden light to nourish the soul, so there is no time to take care of it at the moment, and there is no way to suppress Qinglian.

The Dao Ji within the dantian was entwined by the two qi of life and death, and cracks slowly appeared. Fang Wenyuan's face flushed, as if he had been seriously injured, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. was full of unwillingness, extreme pain, and his expression became hideous.

"No!" Fang Wenyuan let out a long roar, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to rush towards the two qi of life and death, wanting to disperse them. But as a result, Fang Wenyuan was a little disappointed, and even felt a trace of despair. The spiritual power surged up, and instead of stopping the two qi of life and death, it was assimilated by the two qi of life and death, fueling their fierce flames.

In the end, a creation sent by the divine dragon to help him cast the Dao platform has fallen apart at this moment. Fang Wenyuan spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his expression was extremely depressed.

After letting out a miserable laugh, Fang Wenyuan's expression was straight, his eyes were crazy, and he shouted: "You are blocking me from building a foundation and cutting off my future." Then even if I destroy the Dao Foundation, I will take you out if I can't cultivate immortals from now on!"

After saying that, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his right hand to grab the dantian under his abdomen, without leaving his hand at all, as if he had made up his mind to take out the green lotus in the dantian, even if he destroyed the dantian, he would not hesitate to cultivate immortals from now on.

Since the Lotus of Life and Death had cut off his path of cultivating immortals, why did he care about any cultivation?

What a heroism and determination this is.