You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 289: Rain in Longhu Lake
One day on the Blue Star is three months in the Northern Territory.

Without opening the entrance to the secret realm, Jiang Qiu had no idea what was happening on Blue Star. Although the entrance to the secret realm was in a strange closed state, as if for self-protection, as long as he wanted, he could still use the breath left by the real dragon to forcibly shake the northern realm and open the entrance to the secret realm.

But this was obviously irrational and made him uneasy.

So he left the news of his "retreat" to Lin Yu and the vice president. They would first explore the northern boundary and study ways to leave here, while managing a population of more than 8 million. He would devote himself to refining the heaven and earth and merging into [Dragon Lake].

Creating [Dragon Lake] is somewhat similar to refining the heaven and earth for one's own use, transforming an area into one's own domain. Setting foot in that area is naturally equivalent to setting foot in one's own domain. As long as the enemy is not far superior to oneself, one will have absolute home field suppression.

However, Jiang Qiu's domain is somewhat different. He originally practiced the Qingluan Palace cultivation method, and after perfection, he obtained the [Twin Heavens] which is similar to a domain. It is not a domain, but has some characteristics of a domain, which is integrated into the "My Way" inherited from Luo Beixing.

With the fusion of these two important elements, a strange territory unfolded on the top of the northern mountain, and the melted water from the ice and snow gathered into streams and flowed towards Jiangqiu in the center.

The wind blows the snow, streams gather into rivers, and all rivers flow into the sea. On the top of the North Boundary Mountain, which serves as the pillar of the North Boundary, a large lake that can hold sea water is rising in level. Continuous heavy rain falls from the sky, and the trickles gather into large rivers. The humans and monsters living at the foot of the mountain begin to disperse and settle in the branches of the rivers.

It rained for three months, and suddenly a dragon roar was heard from the top of a mountain in the northern border. All the humans or demons who heard the noise shuddered and looked up.

The dark clouds that were piled up together were ten times thicker than usual, as if a rainstorm was brewing.

The thunder rolled, as if declaring that a sacred and inviolable territory had welcomed God, and it also seemed to foreshadow the coming of a catastrophe.

"Was it Jiang Qiu who made the noise?"

In a rough research institute in the central area of ​​the initial area, Lin Yu's heartstrings moved, squinted his eyes and looked out the window, his face solemn: "The resonance of heaven and earth, it seems that [Chen] has also made such a commotion in Kunlun City. Has he already possessed the same power as [Chen] at the beginning so quickly?"

The Nanshan Mountains, as a major natural barrier for the native people in the northern border, have not crossed the border to the south for a long time. Many branch tribes, headed by the Nanshan Tribe, have firmly guarded their own bases and dared not cross the border.

However, since the end of the Chosen Contest, their lives have not been much better than before.

Although the spiritual charm has revived, talented warriors are expected to break through the Jade Tendon Realm, and even some unique cultivation methods in their memories have burst out, hoping to move to a higher realm.

However, the monsters in the depths of the South Mountains also became stronger, and sometimes a few top-level monsters in the Jade Tendon Realm would jump out and cause trouble!

No one knows how many monsters there are in the depths of the Nanshan Mountains. The Nanshan tribe just continues to train warriors to fight against them and continue the tribe's heritage.

But on this day, the sound of a dragon's roar suddenly came from the south, bringing with it a large dark cloud that covered the sky and the earth. The tribesmen were all in chaos and started talking about the matter.

"Dragon Roar. Heavy Rain"

The young clan leader [Bing], who had cultivated to the Jade Tendon Realm, stopped at the mountainside, dragging a corpse taller than his head. His cold eyes were gray and reflected the flickering electric wires.

As the eldest son of the main tribe, he is the most gifted genius after the departure of the Chosen One [Wall]. He inherited a lot of knowledge from his father that ordinary people have never seen.

In the ancient times of the northern realm, when the Tianxuan world had not yet been broken open, there existed a dragon demon king with extraordinary talents. He once established himself in Zhongzhou, where the human race was at its most prosperous. As long as his ancestors did not show up, no one could suppress him.

There are many rumors about him. He is second only to the real dragon among the demons. Even in this remote northern region, he has a good reputation. It is engraved in everyone's blood and will never be forgotten. There is nothing else, just eight words -

It rains in Longhu Lake, and a catastrophe is about to come.

That year, it rained in the Dragon Lake of the Demon King, and dark clouds covered the sky all over the Tianxuan world. Not long after, the entire world was accidentally shattered by a real dragon, and the Northern Realm was later sealed by the ancestors, and its spiritual energy dried up.

Now, with the sound of dragon roars and the coming of heavy rain, it is as if in an instant we have crossed the long river of time and returned to thirty thousand years ago, and the blood memory of the rain falling in Longhu Lake has awakened!
"Is the Northern Territory about to encounter another catastrophe?"

[Bing] took a deep breath, threw his prey to his follower warrior, and strode towards the tribe. No matter what, he had to recall all the tribesmen who were out.

Although the Beixue tribe is still a small tribe of only 600 people and has lost the support of witches and priests, the status of the main tribe has not declined.

As a tribe that cultivated the "new ancestor", the status of this tribe has even been slightly elevated. From time to time, small tribes that are struggling to survive will merge into it and live together.

As for the idea of ​​attacking the Beixue tribe, that is really impossible.

The Xibing Tribe, one of the four main tribes, was destroyed by the "New Ancestor" alone. The legendary Chosen One [Fan] of the East Coast Tribe was also instructed to be kind to the Beixue. The Nanshan Tribe had always been on good terms with the Beixue Tribe and frequently sent girls for marriage.

Besides, that was the tribe where the "new ancestor" was born, how could it not have any trump cards in hand?
What is an "ancestor"? He is the powerful person who broke the seal for the entire Northern Realm and opened the era of spiritual revival. He is the chosen one of the human race who climbed to the top of the mountain in the Northern Realm and ended the battle for the chosen one!
At present, the geniuses of the major main tribes have all had the honor of meeting [Qiu] himself, and take this as their belief. How dare they offend him?

It is said that after the battle of the Chosen One ended, [Qiu] personally returned to Beixue and issued an oral order - those who can practice the Dharma image can leave the Northern Realm!

Does this mean that [Qiu] can enter the Northern Territory at any time?
Just like this, the glory of the "New Ancestor" cuts through the long night and looks down on all living beings from the sky, making every contemporary who has witnessed his heroic figure feel their scalp tingling and filled with awe.

At this moment, the members of the Beixue tribe, who were proud of their "new ancestor", gathered under the altar. They prayed silently, and the chief [Lie] with gray hair led the worship at the altar.

A dark cloud came overhead like a tide, with thunder rolling.

Rain fell in Longhu Lake, and the blood memory of the great catastrophe stung their souls. They all trembled, fearing that the new era that the "New Ancestor" had led everyone to open up with great difficulty would suddenly come to an end.

The majority of people hold this view.

But when everyone was thinking this, a child in the crowd clenched his fists, looked up and his gaze passed over the backs of the adults, the back of the patriarch, and the solemn tablet on the altar.

"Thunder can cleanse the body, and the water of Dragon Lake can sharpen the soul. Disasters are opportunities for endless life. I want to go to the south and see the legendary Dragon Lake!"

The child made up his mind secretly, with a determined light in his eyes.

His father was [Zhuang], who almost waited until the witch incense burned out to awaken his talent. Unfortunately, he was of the same generation as [Qiu], the greatest chosen one in the tribe's history. With regret, he eventually followed [Qiu] and died in obscurity at the foot of the North Boundary Mountain.

[Zhuang] placed all his long-cherished wishes on him and named him [Tianming].

However, before [Zhuang] left for his death, he called out "Heaven's will".
(End of this chapter)