From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 243 Lei Yang Long Jun

Chen Yu was still immersed in the joy of his breakthrough in cultivation, but his spiritual sense as a Jindan Zhenjun suddenly gave him a warning.

A figure came walking on the waves from a thousand miles away, his bright yellow robe fluttering in the wind.

The visitor did not hide his identity. The two two-inch long horns on his head were as crystal clear as jade.

His late Jindan cultivation level was clearly revealed as he appeared on the dim Lei Yangze. His identity was obvious.

A thousand miles passed in a flash, and Chen Yu had secretly raised his magic power to his palm.

Not knowing the other party's intention, he first gathered his consciousness into the spirit bead, still showing the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan.

The man was eight feet tall and had an unusually large build.

He has a majestic appearance and is intimidating even without being angry.

There are a few wrinkles on his cheeks and a lump of flesh between his eyebrows.

He has a dark complexion, is serious, and looks like an ordinary person in his forties or fifties.

But the aura of a superior brought by his profound cultivation is far more shocking than the majesty of an ordinary emperor.

When he saw Chen Yu, he showed no hostility. Instead, he slightly bowed and performed a human-style bow.

"You have achieved the Golden Elixir and are now able to live for 500 years. This is cause for celebration."

However, Chen Yu did not let his guard down. There were many smiling tigers in the world of immortal cultivation. The deeper the realm of the cultivator, the more ruthless and black-hearted they were.

When he sensed the opponent's arrival, he had already put away the Nine Swords Evil Release Formation, and now only the spirit puppet was guarding by the side.

Although Lord Lei Yang Long could feel the fluctuations of the formation and the aura of the lightning-struck wood from afar.

But because the distance was too far, we didn't investigate carefully.

I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and now when I want to see it clearly, I have missed the opportunity.

However, seeing the twelve third-level puppets in front of him, he was still shocked.

Could it be that he is the core disciple of some major human sect, and he finally couldn't suppress his cultivation when he passed by here?

With a little preparation and the sect's background, one can easily survive the thunder tribulation.

This made him, a dragon creature, extremely envious after seeing it.

Thinking back to when I was just a fish demon that had just been born with intelligence, I had to hide and wander around because of the tiny bit of true dragon blood in my body.

He finally survived the golden elixir tribulation, but because he didn't have a suitable treasure to help him survive the tribulation, he was almost turned into ashes by the thunder.

These human cultivators who come from large sects are truly blessed with great fortune.

Chen Yu displayed so many Jindan puppets with the intention of making the other party mistakenly believe that he had a deep background.

The best scenario he envisioned would be to make the other party retreat in the face of difficulty, and feel that there is no need to provoke a strong enemy when their life span is limited.

After all, according to the rumors among monk Lei Yangze, this Jindan Dragon King has been holding the Dragon King Seal of Lei Yangze for more than four hundred years.

Considering that he achieved the Golden Elixir when he was over 200 years old, he should have lived for nearly 700 years.

Creatures like true dragons are favored by heaven and earth and have longer lifespans than humans.

Under normal circumstances, a dragon in the late Jindan stage can live for 720 years. Even with the resources of the Dragon Palace and the use of all kinds of life-extending spiritual objects, its life span will not exceed 800 years.

But I didn't expect that this Dragon King would imagine so much and compare it with the hardships he had experienced in his childhood.

Chen Yu bowed in return: "Thank you, fellow Daoist. It is already a blessing to have survived the heavenly tribulation. I dare not ask for too much."

Long Jun did not delve into his identity further, but instead talked about irrelevant things.

"The spirits in this secret realm at the bottom of the lake have done me a favor, so please don't kill them all."

The two had never met before, so there was no communication through spiritual consciousness.

The Dragon Lord spoke the human language, and his accent was similar to that of the cultivators from the Thirteen Clans of Xuanyu.

The tone of his voice was like that of a middle-aged man, steady and slightly hoarse.

In the opinion of Lord Long, the cultivator in front of him must have known about the existence of those spirit races.

Maybe there are the remains of the elves in his storage bag.

Chen Yu was stunned. This spirit race probably referred to the spirits of plants and trees, but why did he want to kill them all?

However, he soon realized that the essence of these plants and trees was rich in vitality and was of great benefit to cultivators.

Although the one with the highest cultivation level is only in the late stage of foundation building, it has little effect on Jindan Zhenjun.

But if there is a sect behind him, he will naturally consider the interests of his disciples.

However, he had a good impression of these spirits of plants and trees, and it was even more impossible for him to kill them for that fictitious disciple.

"Lord Dragon is worrying too much. I have a very pleasant conversation with Taoist friend Zhuoyu, so I would not covet its tribe."

"Oh, I remember that old tree root had a very strange temper. You are a wonderful person to be able to talk to it."

If I show my Golden Core cultivation level, how can the other party not speak politely?

Since the two have common friends, there is a basis for conversation between them.

The Dragon King explained, “It is said that the Leiyang Dragon Palace has a history of 47,600 years, and the Dragon Kings of each generation are not succeeded by parents and children.

I was originally a spirit fish born on the northern shore of Leiyang Lake. I achieved the golden elixir at the age of 260. Only then was I determined to be the next master of Dragon Palace.

Twenty years later, the previous Dragon King passed away, and I took over the Dragon King's seal."

Chen Yu couldn't help but be amazed when he heard this. The True Dragon Clan really had a profound foundation.

It is just a lake dragon with mixed bloodline, but the years of its inheritance are often measured in tens of thousands of years.

The Dragon King continued: "In this huge Leiyang Lake, there are more than hundreds of dragon creatures born.

Although the blood of a true dragon can only be found in fish and reptiles, it is as unlikely as looking for a needle in a haystack.

Unless they are close descendants of the current Dragon King, they all struggle to survive being hunted by other creatures.

Whether it is the human cultivators or the powerful demons, most of them want to taste the dragon liver and phoenix gall.

It is even possible that they were captured by mortals or unintelligent beasts when they were young.

Moreover, as both are dragon creatures, they can replenish their bloodline by devouring each other.

In order to ensure the continuation of the inheritance, the Dragon Palace must be happy to see it happen.

Before I achieved foundation building, I was chased by a giant monster and had no way to go up to the sky or into the earth.

Fortunately, the ground veins moved abnormally at that time, the vortex turned, and he was sucked into the cave at the bottom of the lake.

At that time, the leader of the spirit tribe treated me well and even used spiritual objects to heal my injuries.

After thirty years, I will break through the middle stage of foundation building before I dare to come out of the secret realm."

The spirit race is a term used to distinguish it from the demon race. One comes from plants and trees, while the other comes from wild beasts.

However, the plant and tree spirits were no pushovers, and over countless years they had eliminated all the monsters in the cave.

This Dragon King entered the formation with his Qi training level, and was able to come out alive. Most likely, the spirits saw him as a rare treasure.

But no matter what the other party's purpose was, he was grateful for the favor.

Now that we see a Jindan cultivator appearing near the cave, it is only natural to defend him.

Seeing that Chen Yu was still on guard, Long Jun stopped talking.

This was a chance encounter and there is probably no possibility of us meeting again.

"I live 300,000 miles away, on Bi Bo Island.

If you are interested, you can come to my Dragon Palace to have a chat."

After saying this, he left immediately, leaving only the Taoist figure on the thousand-foot waves.

Chen Yu bowed and sent the other party away.

Wait until the Dragon King disappears into the horizon and no longer has any sense of his presence.

After another half an hour, he left behind the No. 2 Spirit Puppet with the letter A.

Only then did he control the golden light and returned to Danhua Market from hundreds of thousands of miles away in just half a cup of tea.