Chapter 354: Prajna Dragon Elephant
"Isn't there already one?"
Seeing the burly monk with a dark face, Feng Qing'an laughed and pointed at the little Tianlong who was playing with Minglong in the Tianchi Lake.
He has come to his senses now. The big monk did not show up earlier or later, but only appeared after he threw down the silver scale and transformed into a celestial dragon in the Dragon Pond.
If you really don't want to see such a weak dragon being born into the world, you could have shown up and fished it out when he was thrown down, but you did nothing.
If this monk was really afraid of the agreement with the dragon clan, he should not ignore it. It takes time for Yinlin to transform into a celestial dragon. Feng Qingan stood by the Tianchi and watched for a long time.
"What kind of celestial dragon is this? At least a dragon from the dragon clan that has survived two heavenly tribulations and entered the Dragon Transformation Pool is qualified to be called a celestial dragon."
The monk reacted violently. The celestial dragon, which looked like a real dragon, was now considered a symbol of the authority of the Buddhist sect. The Buddhist sect did not need a celestial dragon that was only for show.
"Okay, I know what you mean. I will train that little thing into a qualified Tianlong."
Feng Qingan sneered. He finally understood the great monk's idea. This thief bald man just wanted to add a real and powerful dragon to the temple at a very low price.
In order to allow a dragon that has survived two heavenly tribulations and reached a realm comparable to that of a human immortal to grow a body of celestial dragon scales, how much divine energy would be consumed by this Dragon Transformation Pond?
A beast with potential only at the general level, which is just the silver scale of a small demon. How much divine energy can this little thing use up when it transforms into a celestial dragon?
Compared with the cost of transforming into a real celestial dragon, it is just a drop in the bucket.
The monk said that he did not want to break the precept of killing, so he was allowed to do it himself. No matter how casual Feng Qingan was, it was impossible for him to wantonly kill lives without any grudge or hatred and when he was not hungry.
"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Can you really fulfill your promise?"
"You monk, you are really long-winded."
Feng Qing'an was a little impatient. To be honest, he really couldn't imagine that even if he didn't sign a contract with him, with all the physical characteristics and secret techniques he possessed, and with all his heart and soul cultivating a creature, how bad could this creature be?
Apart from being struck to death by thunder when undergoing tribulation, Feng Qing'an could never imagine a second way for a creature to die when he was raising it.
"I will wait for good news from you, the donor."
The monk, who was the supervisor of an academy, was looked down upon by a young boy, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he was smiling. His rough face lost all its dignity when he smiled, and instead looked a little ugly and silly.
Because just as Feng Qing'an guessed, he allowed this illusory dragon to be born and was unable to stop it from beginning to end.
The so-called Dragon Clan Covenant does exist, but the purpose of making it known is to train this young man, who has a special relationship with the Buddha, into a true celestial dragon.
It doesn’t matter if he can’t do it, but the Buddhist can definitely do it - who made this Buddhist not care about the foundation of their Buddhist temple at all, and clearly has the ability to enlighten many celestial dragons, but does nothing.
There is nothing I can do but resort to such despicable means. Amitabha, what a sin.
"Are you done? If you are done, please find a secluded place to meditate!"
Stay where it’s cool!
Feng Qing'an looked at the Minglongjia in the Dragon Transformation Pond, which was absorbing the divine essence of the water. The difference between it and the dragon clan was that it did not have fresh vitality and blood, so it could naturally gain benefits from it.
"Then I won't bother you while you're washing your armor."
Monk Fayin tactfully withdrew. He had no responsibility to guard the place, but he intervened when a monk or disciple came to report it. If it succeeded, there would be one more celestial dragon in the temple. Even if it failed, the worst case scenario would be that the Dragon Pool would lose some divine energy. That was no big deal.
"Um."
The young man responded perfunctorily without even glancing at the monk. He just stared at his own armor, because under the nourishment of the Dragon Transformation Pond, the Minglong Armor was undergoing an extremely intense transformation.
Feng Qing'an could see that the Minglong was similar to a real dragon, but the characteristics of a Jiaolong that could be detected upon careful observation were fading. The four claws under its belly turned into five claws, and the horns on both sides of the dragon's head grew slowly and became more winding and rugged. The dragon scales made of divine gold were shining, and were filled with the aura of Tao, making it sacred and extraordinary.
[Fifth Soul Contract: Ming Long]
[Race: Psychic Armor]
[Attributes: Spirit, Dragon, Water, Thunder]
[Potential Level: Emperor·Medium]
[Combat Power Level: King, Lower]
A hundred-foot-long dragon body circled in the pool of water, its dazzling golden scales glowing with divine light. The majestic dragon power seemed to be tangible, and the air became heavy and ripples appeared.
Unfortunately, even the weakest little Tianlong who played with Minglong was not affected at all. Although it was just a show-off, the most basic dragon power could still be ignored.
hold head high--
A loud dragon roar sounded, resounding in the sky, breaking through the colorful mist floating in the sky, and even causing a majestic dragon head as big as a mountain to emerge from the sky.
Great and powerful heavenly dragon!
It was the strongest creature that Feng Qing'an saw when he came to Tianlong Temple. Although the record sounded shameful, it also depended on who he was compared with. Without a background similar to that of a real dragon, ordinary races would be crushed even if they were at the same realm.
At this moment, this terrifying creature looked down at the two golden-scaled dragons surging in the pool. After watching for a while, contempt quickly emerged in its eyes. Feng Qingan even noticed that there was a hint of murderous intent brewing deep in its eyes.
Even though it was just a hint of murderous intent, when it was not concealed, to Minglong and Xiaotianlong in the Hualong Pond, it was as terrifying as the collapse of the sky and the destruction of the universe. Everything in front of them became dim and lost its luster.
roar!
Just looking at it brought an extremely terrifying oppression. Under this oppression, the little silver scale that had just transformed into a celestial dragon showed fear, its eyes became timid, and the newly grown dragon scales exploded one after another.
In stark contrast to the little dragon's reaction, facing the oppression from a higher-level dragon clan, Minglong's eyes did not show any fear. Instead, he revealed a high will to fight.
“…”
Seeing Minglong's fighting spirit, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and was speechless. This was a realm higher than his, and there was also a gap between immortals and mortals. How could he fight?
Even if he was given blessings, Feng Qing'an didn't think Minglong could defeat this celestial dragon. In the face of the gap between immortals and mortals, many blessings and enhancements are meaningless. This is a qualitative gap.
roar--
The trembling newborn dragon made the mighty dragon that poked its head down from the clouds extremely satisfied. That was it. However, when it noticed Minglong, the murderous intent that was originally not directed at it suddenly became strong.
The Tianlong who was walking in the realm of immortals became angry, and immediately the celestial phenomena appeared. Countless blood-red thunders fell from the sky like a waterfall. In just a few breaths, they completely submerged Minglong's hundred-foot dragon body.
Like a punishment from heaven, the extremely violent thunder waterfall only lasted for a moment. The next moment, it all rolled back and flowed into the dragon's wide-open mouth, without a trace remaining.
Chant
Minglong, who had swallowed up all the blood-colored thunder in the sky, closed his mouth, smacked his lips with some satisfaction, then raised his head and let out a long roar towards the mighty dragon in the sky, which was already showing its anger.
That’s enough, give me some more!
In the eyes of the Great Power Heavenly Dragon, this was undoubtedly a provocative act that he did not take it seriously at all. With just a thought, countless spiritual energies merged with it, and the Buddha's light was vast and the thunder was shining.
"How long are you going to make trouble?"
At this time, a young man in white raised his feet, and the clear wind from the sky gathered and rushed to his feet, allowing him to climb up to the sky step by step. He raised his face and looked directly at the angry and mighty dragon.
When Tianlong saw clearly the appearance of the young man standing in front of it, its brain, which was originally filled with anger because of being offended and seeing the birth of an extremely weak Tianlong, calmed down instantly as if it was soaked in the Xuanming True Water.
"Buddha's son!"
Obviously, even a mighty celestial dragon that has set foot in the realm of immortals must show enough respect to his elder brother. However, this celestial dragon quickly reacted. After all, Feng Qing'an still had long black jade hair that fell to his waist.
"No, that's not right. You are not a Buddhist. Who are you? What is your relationship with a Buddhist?"
"Look at me like this, what do you think my relationship with your Buddhist disciples is?"
Feng Qingan said with a smile that he could now confirm that he could walk sideways in the Tianlong Temple.
"...This weak dragon and this spiritual weapon, are they all yours?"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's question, Tianlong did not continue to ask, nor did he guess, but asked in an extremely respectful manner.
"If it's not mine, is it still yours?"
"Since these are your spiritual pets and armor, please forgive my previous offense."
"No problem. I see that the dragon scales on your body are of good quality. I'm sure you've lost quite a few during the day. Can you give me a hundred or eighty pieces? I want to refine my armor again, and I'm in need of some materials."
"I happen to have some here, please take them!"
Even though Feng Qing'an was clearly blackmailing him, Tianlong still smiled, gritted his teeth, and with blood dripping, he presented a hundred or eighty golden dragon scales, not one more, not one less.
"Not bad, not bad."
Seeing the numerous dragon scales being brought in front of him, some were several feet in diameter, and some were as small as ten feet. Feng Qing'an immediately smiled. Although they were dragon scales from celestial dragons, they were also extremely rare and not inferior to some lower quality fairy materials and divine gold.
However, Feng Qing'an is not proficient in the art of refining weapons. The final destination of these dragon scales is Minglong's stomach. Although this little guy is not a living creature, he also has some characteristics that living creatures should have and has the ability to eat. It's just that the things that can make him appetite are too extraordinary and ordinary people cannot provide them.
At least according to conservative estimates, if Minglong were to swallow all of these dragon scales, his spiritual power could at least be promoted to that of a middle-level king. If he pushes hard, he might even become a top-level king.
"As long as you are satisfied."
"Yes, I am satisfied. I am very satisfied. If there were more, I would be even more satisfied."
Feng Qing'an became more and more greedy, like a glutton who was never satisfied and had insatiable desires.
"No more. All the small ones have lost their scales."
Tianlong looked at Feng Qingan with a bit of fear in his eyes. Although this young man looked like a Buddhist, he was completely different from the Buddhist who made people feel friendly and as if he was the manifestation of the great Dao of heaven and earth.
"That's all?"
“…”
Tianlong fell silent. He was a real mighty Tianlong, not a wild snake or loach in the muddy mountains. His scales would not fall off easily. Many of the scales he just talked about online were pulled out freshly.
"Forget it, you look so poor, don't get in the way here , let's go!"
Feng Qing'an waved his hands impatiently. Seeing that Feng Qing'an finally let him go and no longer extorted scales from him, the dragon suddenly felt as if it had been pardoned. It ran away, flicked its long tail, and disappeared without a trace.
"Amitabha!"
The sound of Buddhist chanting was heard, and Feng Qing'an looked over, but only saw a shadow. The big monk also ran away, as if he was frightened by his act of blackmailing Tianlong.
As for the two guardian generals, they remained motionless from beginning to end, just watching the development of events silently. Feng Qingan pretended they did not exist.
"Xiaobai, don't just watch, go in and take a bath!"
After Feng Qing'an glanced around, his eyes fell on the six-tusked white elephant that carried him here. The desire in the eyes of this spiritual beast was hard to ignore.
hold head high--
The white elephant let out a neigh, and at Feng Qing'an's urging, it not only did not move forward, but instead took a few steps back.
Desire, but fear!
This is not the pool water it can touch. Whether it is the ignorant little dragon or the psychic armor, there are people who carry them for them, but it can't.
"Look at you, you're such a coward. You carried me all the way here, but you didn't dare to go in and take a bath. Then just drink some water. If anyone dares to cause trouble for you again, I'll fight them back for you."
Feng Qing'an thought about it and decided not to go too far. He had already brought Dabai here, and it would be unreasonable to just let it sit there and watch without giving it anything.
hold head high--
After hearing what Feng Qing'an said, the big white elephant hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage, walked forward, and finally stood by the pool. Under Feng Qing'an's encouraging gaze, it stretched out its trunk and carefully took a few sips of water.
As the white elephant swallowed the water from the Dragon Pond, pieces of dazzling golden scales appeared on its body. A unique Buddhist charm emerged as the white elephant grew dragon scales.
"Um?!"
Feng Qing'an caught this hint of Buddhist rhythm, and a very special scripture also manifested in his consciousness.
"The Dragon and the Elephant Conquering the Demons"
“…”
Feng Qing'an stared at the dragon elephant for a moment, and finally looked up in the direction he came from. He had the illusion that everything was arranged and controlled by someone.
"Identification!"
[Race: Prajna Dragon Elephant]
[Attributes: Dragon, Beast, Spirit, Water]
[Potential Level: King·Medium]
[Combat Power Level: Lord·Superior]
