Practice begins with using the Six Dings and Six Jias

"Do you want to take him down?"

Pulao watched Wei Yichen's figure disappear in front of them.

Wei Yichen's Confucian magical powers are indeed difficult to understand, but since all nine of them are doing this, it is still easy to stop them.

"It's not necessary." Qiuniu shook his head. "The immortal fate here is useless to Confucian practitioners. It doesn't matter what he wants to do."

"Why is it useless to Confucian practitioners?" Ya Zi asked with a frown.

"Go in first." Ba Xia reminded: "Those dragon-armored corpses are already rushing over."

"Although our ancestors will not let them enter the center of the storm, many changes have occurred in the Dragon Palace that we are not aware of. We should get what belongs to us as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble."

"Lao Liu is right. Let's go to the center of the storm first and get the chance to become immortal." Qiuniu nodded.

The other dragonborn echoed.

Subsequently.

They performed a dragon ceremony to the storms around them.

The storm was silent and unresponsive.

It is not surprising that the dragon descendant of the Nine Heads is in the seventh realm.

Although it is unknown whether this storm was formed from the remains of ancestors who died long ago, its only responsibility is to protect what is at the center of the storm.

"Let's go!" Ba Xia took the lead and flew towards the center of the storm.

When their figures disappeared in the depths of the storm, countless dragon-armored corpses had rushed forward, hissing and trying to rush into the storm.

But even the storm that Xu Qing and the other two could easily enter suddenly became more violent than ever before.

The slowly flowing air flow on the periphery began to rotate rapidly, roaring and roaring!

The sound of whistling wind filled the entire space.

Visible streams of white air were rushing towards the storm from all directions.

next moment.

The large piece of dragon armor corpse that first rushed into the storm exploded instantly.

The rapidly rotating airflow is sharper than the sharpest sword in the world, and more terrifying than the sword energy of a sword cultivator!
The strong winds from all directions cut through the dragon armor corpses, breaking them into thousands, tens of thousands, and countless pieces, chopping them into invisible powder.

However, the dragon-armored corpses continued to pounce on them one after another.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

It seems that the actions of these dragon armors stimulated the storm.

Suddenly.

Dazzling purple lightning burst out from the depths of the storm, dyeing the entire white cloud-filled storm into a dazzling purple.

The lightning flashed and intertwined, and the vague outline of a real dragon was gradually outlined.

He wandered in the storm, his figure appearing and disappearing, with no head or tail visible.

It seems extremely mysterious and majestic.

That was a divine thought left behind by the real dragon whose corpse turned into this storm after its fall.

This divine thought has only one obsession.

That is to prevent anything with that disgusting smell from entering the center of the storm.

The true dragon figure made up of interwoven purple thunder slowly emerged from the storm. Its dragon pupils, occupied by lightning, stared at the dragon armor corpse that almost covered the entire space, and then it let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Roar!!!"

At the same time as the roar sounded.

A large amount of purple thunder, as huge and continuous as mountains, struck out from the storm and crushed through the insect tide.

Wherever it passed, countless dragon-armored corpses exploded into powder.

Dense electric branches spread in the air, with sparks and lightning all the way, and even blowing down stars like rain!

Sparks rained down on the mountains and landed on the earth, merging into lines that looked like veins of fire.

The silent corpses gradually gave rise to faint vitality, the mountains shook off rocks, the rivers stirred up waves, the jungle rustled violently, and the swaying branches and leaves looked like pieces of dragon scales shining.
The vitality of the entire space is rising.

The dragon corpses that had been dead for who knows how many years seemed to be reviving in this rain of fire.

The swarm of insects made a series of shrill chirps, which overlapped with each other and gave the impression of someone talking.

The dragon armor corpse left behind a lingering obsession in the stimulating storm, and the appearance of the obsession also stimulated these insects.

Some kind of mysterious consciousness is coming here along the line of cause and effect, crossing the barriers of space and time, through the ominous aura entangled in these insects.

Following instructions from somewhere, a large number of dragon-armored corpses gathered together and gradually formed a vague human-shaped outline.

"So you guys have this back-up plan."

at the same time.

The mountains on the ground kept shaking, rocks rolled down from the mountains and fell into the boiling river. The waves fell into the nearby woods like heavy rain, and the trees grew rapidly.

Boom!

A volcano erupted, spewing out a large amount of smoke and flames. An incorporeal fire dragon, wrapped in smoke, magma, dust and flames, rushed towards the human figure formed by thousands of insects.

This is like a signal.

The dragon corpses on the ground revived one after another and followed the footsteps of the fire dragon to charge forward.

Just as in the great battle of ancient times, the dragons rushed towards their enemies without hesitation.

the other side.

After getting rid of the nine-headed dragon, Wei Yichen, Xu Qing and the other two appeared in the other direction of the storm.

"It's really scary." Wei Yichen shook his head.

Being surrounded by nine opponents of the same level put a lot of pressure on him.

If a fight really breaks out, there is a possibility of death.

Of course, if it really comes to that, he will definitely drag the others to hell with him.

His killing power is not the best among those in the seventh realm, but it is not bad either.

Confucian ancestors have demonstrated through their own actions that if you want to reason with others, first you have to have a strong enough fist.

"Thank you, Saint Wei!" Xu Qing and the other two looked at each other and bowed respectfully to express their gratitude.

Wei Yichen waved his hand.

"Don't thank me. Thank you all the time. Although Confucianism values ​​etiquette, what I hate most is red tape."

"Yes." Jing Qing responded.

She had long heard that Wei Sheng had an unruly style. Although he was a Confucian and Taoist practitioner, he did not observe Confucian etiquette at all.

However, Wei Sheng was not a saint who achieved his status through the use of rituals and virtues, so whether he observed rituals or not had little impact on him.

"Wei Sheng, what should we do next?" Jing Qing asked on behalf of the three people.

"I'm afraid we still have to go to the center of the storm." Wei Yichen looked at the insects outside.

He was also unwilling to touch the aura of these dragon-armored corpses. He had a premonition that the consequences of having too much contact with them would be very serious.

Suddenly, Wei Yichen's expression changed slightly.

There was a loud "boom" and purple thunder burst out from the storm.

It was extremely powerful, but it seemed to be conscious and avoid them.

Xu Qing and the other two watched the scenes in front of them in doubt and uncertainty. They saw a real dragon wrapped in purple lightning appear in the storm, saw countless dragon armor corpses condense into the outline of a human figure, and saw the dragon corpses on the ground revive and pounce on the figure formed by thousands of insects. A fierce battle broke out.

It is possible that both parties came from ancient times long ago, and they regard each other as eternal enemies, and are desperate to erase every trace of each other from this world.

"We have to go to the center of the storm now," Wei Yichen said with a serious expression.

There was a brutal fight going on outside, and if he was caught up in it, there was a high chance that he would die here.

"Let's go." Having made up his mind, Wei Yichen didn't plan to stay here any longer.

Who knows what this war will turn out to be like in the end? What if it affects them?
Wei Yichen looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing had a question mark on his forehead, not understanding why Wei Sheng was looking at him.

"Release your Mahayana Daojing."

Surprise rose in Xu Qing's eyes.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up."

"Oh oh oh." Xu Qing was confused, but had no choice but to do as he was told.

The Six Ding and Six Jia magic formation was opened, and a pitch-black sphere enveloped Wei Sheng, Jing Xin and Jing Qing.

Then the dark ball flew towards the center of the storm.

Countless purple thunders were wandering along the way, and a violent aura was blowing in the face.

It is unclear how large the area of ​​this storm is. I have been flying for a whole cup of tea but have not seen the eye of the storm yet.

"This place contains some kind of ultimate truth of heaven and earth, forming an invisible formation." Wei Yichen looked around, "I'm afraid I need some tricks to get in."

"You used the blood of a real dragon to smelt the water element of the Five Elements. Try using that."

Xu Qing never expected that Wei Sheng knew everything about him, and even knew that the water element he refined in the Qi Refining Realm was the essence and blood of a real dragon? !
However, this was not the time to ask, he immediately transformed the pure Qi in his body into true dragon blood essence, and used the Six Ding and Six Jia magic array to emit his aura.

But there was no movement in the storm all around.

"That shouldn't be the case." Wei Yichen frowned slightly. "Logically speaking, the dragon race is judged by bloodline, and the most commonly used verification method in places like this should be dragon bloodline."

"How did the nine-headed and four-sea dragonborn get in?"

Others also pondered over it.

Xu Qing thought that wanting to enter the eye of the storm should have nothing to do with dragon bloodline.

Otherwise, the nine-headed dragon descendant of the seventh realm shouldn't be in such a hurry when he arrived here.

And if only dragons can enter, what's the point of the four seas' dragon descendants making such a big arrangement just to enter the Dragon Palace a little earlier?
Therefore, the method of entering the eye of the storm not only has nothing to do with dragon bloodline, but should also be relatively easy to find.

Xu Qing looked around carefully. He suspected that the way to enter should be in the storm.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Wei Yichen muttered, "So that's how it is."

Xu Qing and the other two looked over when they heard the voice.

"Wei Sheng, do you know how to get in?" Jing Qing asked.

"Yes." Wei Yichen nodded, "The method is actually very simple. The lightning around here appears along fixed traces, and if we look at those traces from a global perspective, they are actually a dragon text."

"I won't go into detail about the meaning of the entire dragon text, but to sum it up in one sentence: Anyone who wants to enter this place must swear an oath."

"A vow? What vow?"

Wei Yichen did not answer, but pondered for a moment, his expression changing slightly.

Xu Qing and the other two didn't dare to disturb them.

But everyone was wondering what oath had made Wei Sheng so embarrassed.

After a long while, Wei Yichen let out a breath and said:
"This trip into the Dragon Palace is a huge loss."

After saying this, he turned and looked at Xu Qing and the other two.

"The content of the oath is very simple. It means that when the dragons need help in the future, the swearer must lend a hand to them."

"This oath..." Jing Qing's brows frowned instantly.

For practitioners, vows are not made casually, especially vows of this kind.

If someone uses an oath to ask you for a reward that exceeds your ability, it will have a certain impact whether you agree or not.

"It is recorded in the Dragon Scripture that this oath will not cost you too much." Wei Yichen smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that at some point, you may need to rely on your destiny, luck, or karma to perform certain actions."

"You won't get hurt or lose anything."

"Because this 'sometime' is likely to occur after you die or die."

"You will all be dead by then, so the price you paid is actually the same as no price."

"Of course, if you become immortals, that's another matter."

"The dragon who made this oath at the same time will not let you swear it in vain."

"Everyone who enters the eye of the storm will receive a reward, which can be regarded as an advance payment for future assistance."

The more Xu Qing and the other two listened, the more frightened they became.

It sounds as if a great many years ago, a powerful dragon had predicted that some kind of disaster would happen to the dragon clan in the future, and had made some kind of arrangements in advance.

"If that's the case," Jing Qing was a little puzzled. "Everyone who enters can get a reward, so why would the Seventh Level Dragonborn of the Four Seas go to so much trouble to come up with a blood sacrifice plan?"

"If you want to go in, can't you just swear to enter?"

"Because the rewards inside can really help them break through the seventh realm, and there are only very few opportunities for them to ascend to immortality. The dragon text records that the great war at that time actually destroyed the dragon clan's foundation." Wei Yichen replied.

"Only a few things that can be called 'immortal fate' remain."

"There are too many monks and too little porridge, so the nine-headed dragon descendants want to fight for it."

"Should we swear an oath?" Xu Qing looked at the others.

Wei Yichen pinched his brows:
"If we don't go in, we won't be able to leave the Dragon Palace."

"In order to prevent certain things from leaking out, the Dragon Palace will not appear in the world for too long."

"Once the Dragon Palace goes into hiding again, we will have to stay here for the rest of our lives. The world outside is so beautiful, and it would be more painful for me to stay here with a bunch of corpses than to kill me."

"Then there's nothing we can do." Xu Qing said simply.

His family is still in Huai'an City, so it's impossible for him to stay here.

Even though he knew it was a "trap", he had no choice but to step into it.

"There's really nothing I can do about it." Wei Yichen shrugged. "Even if I haven't thought about ascending to become an immortal, it's still extremely annoying to have such a cause and effect for no reason."

"Especially since it's related to the Dragon Palace, it must be something extremely difficult and troublesome."

But now, they can no longer do whatever they want.

"Those who don't want to stay here should take a vow." Wei Yichen took out the scroll that contained everyone's pictures.

Each figure in the painting is lifelike, some are walking on the street, some are resting in the room, and some are closing their eyes to relax among the green waters and green mountains.

"Really? I'm exhausted here, but you guys are already taking a break."

Wei Yichen's mind moved slightly, and he conveyed to everyone what he had just said to Xu Qing and the other two.

The people in the painting have no right to object.

They can only hear orders.

Everyone swore an oath together, and then Wei Yichen, Xu Qing and the other two entered the center of the storm.

next moment.

The blinding white light flooded into the eyes of the four people.

There was a bright, almost brilliant sun, and countless tombstones. (End of this chapter)