Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 334
Zhao Xiuxuan's return to the mountain did not cause a huge commotion as usual. In the hearts of the current Zhao family members, since the head of the family is a Golden Core cultivator, it is common for him to go out frequently.

Secondly, the various industries of the Zhao family are thriving today, and everyone is shining in their respective positions, or hurry up to retreat.

However, the sense of security in everyone's hearts is still different with the patriarch and without the patriarch.

Zhao Xiuxuan briefly touched with Zhao Lingcheng on the recent family affairs, and seeing that there was nothing serious, he hurried to Shezun Valley.

In the Shezun Valley, the sand-swallowing demon snake entrenched in it, almost filling a valley.

The shiny black scales reflect black light in the sunlight.

At this moment, the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake was sticking its head the size of a truck into a pool of water to drink water in a moody manner.

"Zi La La"

Zhao Xiuxuan's escape light fell.

The eyes of the sand-swallowing demon snake revealed a bit of light, and then swallowed the snake letter, shaking its scales, and slowly crawled towards Zhao Xiuxuan.

The huge movement even knocked down a tall tree inadvertently.

When it poked its head around Zhao Xiuxuan, Zhao Xiuxuan smiled and touched the two horns on the top of its head that were about to protrude.

Zhao Xiuxuan already knew the current situation of the snake from the telepathy of his mind.

It turned out that the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake had long been trying to advance, but failed after repeated attempts, and was a little frustrated.

That's why he looks listless and unhappy.

Upon learning of this, Zhao Xiuxuan murmured to its huge snake head:
"The advancement of a monster is the same as the breakthrough of a monk. It is an act against the sky. If it is that easy, then the world of cultivating immortals will be messed up. What's more, your blood is not so outstanding, so it will be even more difficult."

After that, he patted the head of the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake, and said with a smile:

"However, you are lucky. I went out this time and got the Flood Dragon Vine, which is enough to make up for your lack of blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake seemed to know what he was talking about, its vertical eyes narrowed, its breath became quicker, and a fishy wind hovered around its mouth.

Seeing its impatient look, Zhao Xiuxuan no longer hesitated, and took out the thousand-year-old spiritual wooden box containing the vines from the storage bag.

After opening, a dragon-shaped root lay quietly inside.

Just when Zhao Xiuxuan was still thinking about how to use this root on the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake, the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake was restlessly spitting out snake letters, with Biqing vertical eyes fixed on the wooden box. The Huajiao vine lying in the middle.

Afterwards, as soon as the snake letter was rolled, the Huajiao vine fell into its mouth.

Zhao Xiuxuan smiled helplessly, and then sat on a plate of rocks to observe the reaction of the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake.

The Sand-swallowing Demon Snake that swallowed the Huajiao vine was extremely excited, constantly shaking its head and tail in the valley.

Not long after, there was a strong wind in the valley, and countless trees were blown to this side. Zhao Xiuxuan felt that the aura of the whole Chishan was gathering towards this side, making the aura in the Shezun Valley thick like water mist, and it looked like Like a fog in the valley.

This scene surprised Zhao Xiuxuan.

On the other side, the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake completely entangled itself in the thick fog. The snake stood tall, as if worshiping the sky. The fleshy wings that were originally tucked away by its side spread out, and its huge figure loomed in the spiritual mist.

If other clansmen saw this scene, they would be scared out of their wits.

Slowly, the spiritual mist was sucked into the mouth of the sand-swallowing demon snake. As more and more spiritual mist was absorbed, the spiritual energy in the sand-swallowing demon snake's body also continued to rise.

Faintly, Zhao Xiuxuan seemed to see the black scales on the huge body of the spirit beast opening and closing slightly, as if they were also absorbing the spirit mist.

Just when Zhao Xiuxuan was about to take a closer look, the spiritual mist suddenly thickened, enveloping the sand-swallowing snake.

Now, even he couldn't observe anything with the green snake pupil.

"There are still such things when monsters advance."

Zhao Xiuxuan originally planned to record carefully to understand how the advancement of monsters is achieved.

But looking at the situation, it can only be forgotten.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Xiuxuan simply sat cross-legged and practiced on the rock.

"The advancement of spirit beasts is extremely long, and it takes time to refine the vines. This is just the beginning. Waiting is just waiting. It's better to practice."

After seven days and seven nights like this, Zhao Xiuxuan suddenly opened his eyes and moved his ears on the fifth day of the day.

Faintly, he heard a muffled thunder-like sound in the valley.

And from his mind, he also knew that the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake was at the last moment of advancing, so far, the effect of Huajiaovine was not bad, it should be much stronger than the previous attempts to advance.

Moreover, from the muffled thunder just now, there seemed to be a faint dragon's might coming.

"Could it be an advanced dragon?"

Full of expectations, Zhao Xiuxuan stood up and wandered around the valley. After thinking about it, he still stayed where he was and waited quietly.

However, sometimes, when you think things are about to succeed, reality tends to trample on you mercilessly.

Another day later, Zhao Xiuxuan suddenly heard a mournful cry from the spirit mist, and the cloud and mist were also tumbling at this moment, like boiling water.

Zhao Xiuxuan was startled suddenly, and the telepathy in his mind told him that the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake's advance was still struggling after swallowing the Huajiao Vine, and there were even faint signs of failure.

"Could it be that the blood of the Sand-swallowing Demon Snake is so unbearable that even the Huajiao Vine cannot help it advance?"

Zhao Xiuxuan sighed, feeling a little irritable.

"If this is the case, then the extremely rare Huajiao vine will be wasted in vain."

Although this Huajiao vine was obtained by accident, it would be unacceptable to lose it like this.

The wailing in the spiritual mist became more and more sharp, and the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake seemed to be in great pain.

For this reason, Zhao Xiuxuan's thoughts turned sharply.

"The effect of transforming the flood dragon vine is naturally not false. Judging from the signs of the beast a few days ago, it definitely has a trace of dragon's breath, that is to say, it is only a short step away from success."

After a while, a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

"What if the sand-swallowing demon snake devours the essence of the ink dragon!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes lit up.

"Although the Mo Jiaoling Arrow is a magic weapon, the spirit of the ink dragon has been worn out, so the magic weapon has long lost its original prestige, and the spirit of the ink dragon will be worn out every time it is used. It is better to look at it at this time." Let's see if we can help spirit beasts transform into flood dragons."

Zhao Xiuxuan patted the storage bag, and when he raised his hand, a black arrow appeared in his palm.

Input a trace of mana, and the phantom of the ink dragon emerged from the arrow of the ink dragon, and was caught between Zhao Xiuxuan's two fingers.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Xiuxuan gritted his teeth, raised his hand and threw it in vain. The ink dragon spirit turned into a ball of black aura and flew into the spiritual mist.

"Roar!"

A loud roar suddenly came out from within the spiritual mist, and Zhao Xiuxuan also sensed that the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake directly swallowed the soul of the ink dragon.

The effect of doing this is obvious, Zhao Xiuxuan once again felt that the aura of Chishan was drawn a lot, and the spiritual mist turned into rain, falling in the ancient mountains with a clatter.

The broken trees and grass that had been crushed by the giant sand-swallowing snake seemed to glow with new vitality under the spiritual rain.

While Zhao Xiuxuan was amazed, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the Sand Swallowing Demon Snake didn't move for a while, he continued to practice.

On the morning of the third day, Zhao Xiuxuan's cultivation was suddenly interrupted by a dragon chant resounding through the sky.

Zhao Xiuxuan hurriedly put away the exercises, looked for the sound, and saw a pile of dry snake sloughs piled up on the ground.

And in the sky, a black dragon shadow shuttled through the clouds, making a dragon chant from time to time.

Just as the sun was rising and the golden light was shining everywhere, Zhao Xiuxuan was very excited to see this scene, and laughed loudly:
"Haha, it's done!"

The black dragon shadow fell down with a swish, and an ink dragon two or three times smaller than before landed in front of Zhao Xiuxuan, looking at Zhao Xiuxuan with a pair of eyes that were much more agile than before.

Black scales, a pair of threaded horns more than one meter long on the top of the head, the flesh wings disappeared, replaced by two pairs of sharp claws, and a cloud of aura that has not yet been freely retracted is swallowed between the nostrils.

"It's actually Mo Jiao. This is a dragon born with Fengshui dual-element spells. Its strength ranks at least in the top five among many dragons. Is it because of Mo Jiao's spirit, or is it a coincidence?"

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