Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 1108, the price of the strong
"Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect."

Long Buqi's expression was gloomy. The successive passing away of relatives and friends really hit him hard.

His cultivation had already reached the immortal state, but facing the long period of doomsday and the ruthless time, he was powerless and could only watch his relatives and friends pass away one by one.

This made his cultivation heart shake for the first time.

Why do you practice?
He asked himself again and again, in the past, he practiced to protect his relatives and friends, to pursue longevity, and to become stronger.

Now, the long Dharma-ending period has crushed his Dao heart little by little!

For relatives and friends?

Relatives and friends passed away one by one in front of him!

In pursuit of longevity?

What is the meaning of longevity if a person lives alone!

To get stronger?

What's the point of becoming stronger if you can't even keep your relatives and friends!
He felt at a loss, he didn't know who he was cultivating for, and he didn't know why he became stronger.

Therefore, for the past 5000 years, he has completely stopped cultivating, even the Nilong Kungfu has stopped functioning, and the blood of the first generation has even quieted down.

"This is the price of the strong. The strong have great strength and a long lifespan, but they are destined to be alone."

Patting the young family head on the shoulder, Miaoshui sighed softly. He has also experienced the grief of the deceased, and he can understand the state of mind of the young family head. Often, the more affectionate a person is, the harder it is to overcome this hurdle.

On the contrary, those who are ungrateful and ungrateful don't care about these things and can easily pass this hurdle.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and treats everything as a straw dog. Therefore, people who are ruthless and ungrateful are more in line with the way of heaven.

Chen Xi's expression was cold, "Cultivating the Tao first cultivates the heart, if you can't even pass this hurdle, then you are not worthy of becoming a real strong man!"

"If the strong must be ruthless, maybe I'm really not suitable to be the strong." Long Buqi laughed at himself, didn't stay any longer, and moved forward aimlessly.

Looking at his lonely back, Chen Xi frowned, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, a little regretful, did she speak a little more seriously.

Hongjun sighed, "Give him some time, I believe he can come out."

"We can give him time, but the Tyrants don't give us time, and the time left for us is running out."

Chen Xi smiled deeply. Among the six first-generation bloodlines, the young court master's first-generation bloodline was the strongest, and she placed very high expectations on it.

I hope that the young family head can achieve four transformations, or even five times. Only after transforming more than four times can it be possible to compete with the strong.

However, the young family leader stopped at the second transformation and was unable to break through for a long time. Instead, the other five first-generation bloodlines gave her some surprises. They have already transformed twice and are heading for the third transformation. Before the Tyrant came, he transformed four times!
Yuhua, Lao Taoist, Yin Chen, Jin Zulong, and Mad Heavenly Emperor silently accompanied him, not knowing how to comfort him.

"Master, when life ends, don't feel sorry for us." Jin Zulong finally couldn't help it, and he didn't want to see the master so depressed.

Yuhua Tiandi showed a relaxed smile, "We have no regrets in this life."

Long Buqi shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

Drifting aimlessly in the void, unknowingly, he came to the outside of the blue planet.

Staring at this blue planet, Long Buqi was dazed. Maybe the life on this blue planet is the happiest. No matter how rich, powerful, or magnificent, after a hundred years, they will all be a cup of loess. .

Without disturbing the life on this blue planet, he quietly turned and left.

Year after year, he traveled all over the universe.

In the end, it returned to the Skyhammer galaxy in the universe at the beginning, and returned to the origin of the dragon race.

"Has another 5000 years passed?"

Looking at the old silver dust, Long Buqi muttered to himself.

A deep smile floated on Yin Chen's wrinkled face, "Actually, the court master has been counting the time, because the court master knows that my wish is to be buried in the holy place of the dragon clan, so it just took 5000 years to walk back here."

"Nothing can be hidden from Uncle Chen." Long Buqi felt a little embarrassed after being seen through. This bit of embarrassment also diluted the sorrow of life and death, and it seemed that he was not so sad anymore.

"That's natural, I watched you grow up." Yin Chen looked a little smug.

He smiled lightly and walked towards the holy place of the Dragon Clan, choosing an altar without an owner as the place of eternal rest.

The five didn't follow up because they knew that Yin Chen didn't want their mood to be affected.

The golden ancestral dragon said with pride, "In my life, I take the revitalization of the dragon clan as my duty. When I pass away, I can also be buried in the holy land of the dragon clan."

The Holy Land of the Dragon Clan is the most sacred place of the entire Dragon Clan. When it passes away, it is the wish of every Dragon Clan to be buried in the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan.

However, not every dragon can be buried in the Holy Land, only those who have made great contributions to the dragon clan can be buried there.

Therefore, being buried in the Holy Land is the highest honor for the entire Dragon Clan.

Have you made any contribution to Dragon Clan?

Every dragon asks himself this question when he is dying.

If you think there is, then you can be buried in a holy place.

If you don't think so, you will give up consciously.

Whether it can be buried in the holy place, there is no specific standard, only the torture of one's own soul.

"What would happen if you didn't contribute to the dragon clan but were buried in a holy place?" The old Taoist couldn't help feeling puzzled. Every dragon was so self-conscious when dying, which made him feel incredible and incomprehensible.

"This won't happen!" The Golden Ancestor Dragon glared at him. "The dragon race may not be the most powerful race in the world, but it is the race with the strongest race honor. No dragon is willing to defile the Holy Land."

"Racial honor." The old Taoist was in a daze, thoughtful. In the Sky Hammer galaxy, there are many dragons complaining about the dragon clan, which is not good here, and there is not good there. However, once they go to the outside world, absolutely no dragon will say that the dragon clan Bad things about the Dragon Clan, and even other races are not allowed to say bad things about the Dragon Clan, perhaps this is the honor of the race.

Crazy Emperor smiled lightly, "This is a very simple truth. Sometimes, when we are in a bad mood, we will lose our temper at our parents, but we never allow others to insult our parents."

In 3 years, the golden ancestral dragon got his wish and was buried in the sacred place of the dragon clan, which is also the most sacred place in the entire Skyhammer galaxy.

The whole dragon clan came outside the holy land, prostrated themselves on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully. Only the dragon stood alone. He also wanted to treat the golden ancestor dragon with the gift of uncle and nephew. However, he was granted the title of Dragon Emperor in ancient times , not allowing him to do so.

After tens of thousands of years of reproduction, the number of dragons has reached more than 500 million. Due to the lack of aura and cultivation resources, the overall strength is not strong. It is difficult to find even a dragon, let alone a sky dragon.

(End of this chapter)