The King of Mondrill had not finished speaking, but the meaning was that anyone could hear it. If I took my benefits, you would also have to take on the safety of the hunter named Nie in the future.

There is no problem with this. Xuan Kong originally wanted to protect Nie Xiaoqian's father. Now, there is a thousand-year-old mandrill for free as a thug, but also a treasure in vain. Little White Dragon Ao Lie, this is the dragon ball when Little White Dragon Ao Lie became the third prince of the West Sea.

Although he didn't know what was mysterious, Xuankong was also smiling happily.

I said in my heart that the cool breeze that night was not wailing, and it was of course very satisfying to be able to share some incense with the characters in this mythological story!

After saying a few casual words, Xuankong took a breeze by himself, rolled up his bed board, and took it back to Yueweicaotang together.

He put Ao Lie's dragon ball on the wooden table, and it was rare not to meditate and practice, but to understand the effect of the dragon ball. Xuankong looked at the dragon ball for a long time, and although he saw a jade dragon swimming slowly in the bead, he seemed to have no instinctive reaction as if he had no real spirit.

Xuankong also had some insight in his heart. After obtaining the Buddha's fruit of the West, he had to take off himself for some reason. Therefore, he sealed all his dragon power into the dragon ball and turned to practicing Buddhism.

He pondered slightly: "The essence of this Buddhism is indeed extraordinary, but why did Prince Ao Lie transform his dragon power so resolutely?" This approach was almost the same as Nezha's cutting his flesh and returning his father to his mother during the Battle of the Gods that day.

They are all ordinary rebellious things. Could it be that there is any hidden truth?

After all, it is easy for the treasure to come, and Xuan Kong also thinks too much in his heart, for fear that the King of Mandrill said it was untrue, and that the Dragon Ball would be foolishly revealed and cause trouble in vain. When he recalled the conversation with King of Mandrill, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like a kind person.

He still made plans to let Laoshan send him to be the vanguard army against Cihang Pudu.

After sighing, Xuankong pinched the technique with both hands, preparing to seal the dragon ball. When his ability increased in the future, he would refer to the Jade Dragon Ball. After thinking through this section, Xuankong used a magic trick, which was the secret thunder and true technique of the Laoshan School.

The Jade Dragon Ball was hit by the Thunder True Art and suddenly emitted thousands of golden lights.

Xuankong's face was stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly, then he remembered: "Wrong, wrong, the dragon clan is the righteous god of wind and rain. I used the true thunder to seal it, but instead stimulated the dragon power inside." Looking at the golden light scattered over the thatched cottage, Xuankong reached out and flicked it with his sleeve, activated the ban in the Yuwei's thatched cottage, pressing the golden light tightly into the room to prevent them from projecting it out.

Just as I was about to think about what method to use to block the dragon ball, Xuan Kongxin suddenly flashed in his mind and clapped his hands and laughed: "I originally wanted to figure out the method of enforcing the dragon ball, but now I'm not just a mistake?"

He had worked hard to understand the use of dragon balls, but using all kinds of tricks was useless. He was discouraged and decided to ban the dragon balls.

The jade dragon in the dragon ball suddenly roared to the sky, and rushed out of the round and clear beads in a stunning posture. Xuankong was shocked and thought to himself that the little white dragon Ao Lie knew that the mountain mandrill had given the dragon clan to him, so he used this to show his power?

He waved his hand and flew out of his sleeves the Ziyang divine talisman, which was the talisman written by the Ziyang Zhenren of Maoshan.

The divine talisman wrapped the dragon ball, but it did not hinder the movement of the jade dragon in the pearl at all. It directly passed through the talisman and rushed into Xuankong's head with the power of thunder. Xuankong paused, and felt a mess in his mind.

All the fragments of the past and present life pass by in front of your eyes.

Xuankong calmed down and smiled helplessly on his face. He had been in this world for twenty years, and even in his sleep, he only practiced the magic tricks wholeheartedly, and wanted to forget all the memories in his previous life. Unexpectedly, he was seduced by the Jade Dragon Balls together today.

People who practice cultivation pay a lot of attention to it and avoid being possessed by others.

There are two kinds of demons: one is the incarnation of the demon god outside the heaven, and the other is the transformation of the demon in the heart.

Xuankong is now the inner demon that triggers the outer demon. Seeing a wisp of black air ignoring the defensive formation of Yuwei Caotang attacking from the sky, his body was unable to move. Then, his heart began to think randomly: "I don't know if I still have my life tonight. If I die here because of the fire, how many people will be sad for me?"

"Well, the master must be one!" He plotted in his heart: "Xiangyu and Jiangxue have been friends with me for many years, and they may be sad for a moment. There are also Li Zhenren from Liangchang Mountain, Xuanzhou Xianbo from Chicheng Mountain, and perhaps the little dragon girl from Beihai..."

Gradually, the bitter smile on Xuankong's face turned into a smile. He made many friends who had made life in his previous life, but it was not bad in his life. As long as he did not die, he would always have the opportunity to experience more. At least, he could not be ashamed of these beauty who cared for and loved him, as well as his predecessors.

Later, he had no smile on his face, and he was determined to survive and would never die in his house.

Xuankong's idea of ​​survival reached its peak. The jade dragon circling on the top door suddenly shone against the sky again. It is worthy of being the dragon ball of the third prince of the West Sea. The dragon power in it is very powerful. It directly breaks the defensive formation of Yuwei Caotang, and a trace of moonlight pierces through the air.

The moonlight shone on the body of the jade dragon, making it look even smoother.

It sounds long and thick, with a long and distant sound, with a hint of desolate smell from the ancient times. The strange tone comes from the ancient heritage of the Dragon Clan. Compared with the inheritance of the race, there are few races that can be compared with the dragon clan.

Although the status and strength of the Dragon King of the Four Seas in the Three Realms are not as good as the eyes of the Immortal Dharma, if it were placed in the ancient times, even before the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, it would be a powerful clan that dominates the world.

Countless memories poured into Xuankong's mind, which was from the inheritance deep in the dragon's bloodline.

In ancient times, the dragon clan controlled the sea, the unicorn controlled the earth, and the phoenix controlled the sky. The three clans coexisted the heavens and the earth and all things survived and reproduced around the three powerful clans. Xuankong felt a cool force swimming on his limbs and bones, slowly washing every thread of his bloodline, washing it into a bloodline that was almost the dragon clan.

He smiled and understood that this was a gift from Ao Lie Dragon Ball. The memory knowledge from the ancient dragon clan that had been passed down for billions of years was barely blocked Xuan Kong in his sea of ​​consciousness. He was just shocked. Could the dragon clan's body be so powerful that he could inherit such a huge amount of knowledge when he was born?

This is Xuankong's misunderstanding. The dragon ball in his hand came from the condensed one before Ao Lie, the third prince of the West Sea, became a Buddha. At that time, Ao Lie was afraid that he had not already had the Bodhisattva Path, and how could the knowledge he had learned be mastered by a little Taoist priest in the mortal world?

Fortunately, Xuankong had self-knowledge and did not forcibly refine the dragon ball. He only absorbed the inherited memories in the dragon ball and pressed the dragon power back into the dragon ball. After the pain of being unspeakable, Xuankong finally regained control of his body.
Chapter completed!