pastoral fairy

"Over the years, I have obtained many good exercises, but the one that is most compatible with the fish-dragon exercise is this set of exercises that have been born out of the python-transformation exercise."

"Or it can be called the Dragon Transformation Technique today."

"Self-created exercises have been done by monks since ancient times, but many of them are low-level exercises."

"If I enter the realm of transforming gods, it will be a challenge to continue to create this kind of exercises."

"It's interesting."

With the seventh rank of fish and dragon, even if Long Dahai can't practice, he can still take the road of body training.

Putting his mind away, Long Dahai began to practice.

When his kung fu started to work, the surrounding formations also felt the aura fluctuations, and began to change, absorbing and tempering the surrounding aura.

After the aura was purified, it was absorbed by Long Dahai.

Although here is a fourth-order spiritual vein, but here on this small island, the aura has reached the level of a fifth-order spiritual vein.

The small island is not as good as the secret realm, but it has many means that are not available in the secret realm, which can improve the success of the promotion.

But with this formation, Long Dahai was very content.

What's more, coming here, Long Dahai doesn't have to worry about other monks making trouble.

He heard from Kazama that there are monks in the Void Refining Realm sitting here, so there is no need to worry about being disturbed by foreign objects.

Concentrating and calming down, Long Hai adjusted his body and mind to the best state, and then performed the exercises over and over again to find the best time to break through.

He had exchanged the True God Liquid for the True God Pill, but Long Dahai didn't intend to use it directly.

With the blessing of this Holy Land of Transcending Tribulation, the True God Pill can be saved.

The ancients had never heard of such a pill to help them advance to the realm, and he doesn't need it now.

Although the family owns the land of the two prefectures, it also has a lot of spiritual stones.

However, the number of Long family disciples has exceeded [-], and many of them have cultivation aptitudes. Those without spiritual roots can also practice the body training method called herring body training.

This makes the Long family have more resources, but in the past 600 years, Long Dahai has restricted the development of the family.

Apart from the two states of Hengyuan and the original Beiyan Mansion, only Taixuan City has the property of the Long family.

The Long family didn't have much savings, not to mention the two Lingbao blue and white fans, which cost a lot of Lingshi.

If Long Dahai advanced to become a god, the Long family could flex its muscles and develop its own business.

By that time, the Long family will undergo tremendous changes.

All of this had to wait for Long Dahai to successfully advance to the realm of transforming gods.

Five hundred miles away from the small island, Kazama sat cross-legged on the wooden plank, looking at the direction of Long Dahai crossing the catastrophe, his eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Senior Brother Feng, why is this Qinghu so valued by the Emperor?"

Around Fengjian, there are several monks sitting at the Nascent Soul Realm, and three of them have seen Long Dahai's competition in the Taixuan Arena.

"You and I don't need to speculate on the emperor's meaning. Since we value it, there is a reason for it. This time, the sect asked you to come here to watch him cross the tribulation. Maybe we can find some answers from it."

Kazama's words were flat, without the relaxation he had when he was with Long Dahai, and he returned to his original appearance.

"Then Senior Brother Feng, this Fellow Daoist of Qinghu, how long do you think it will take before we can really start crossing the tribulation?"

"Within a year, there will be an answer."

In fact, Kazama felt that Long Dahai could try to advance within three months.

But he knew that Long Dahai would definitely not be too fast. As a formation master, Long Dahai would definitely be interested in the formations in the small island.

That's why he said that Long Dahai would start to truly cross the tribulation within a year.

Hearing that Kazama said it would take a year, these monks made arrangements one after another.

There are often monks crossing the catastrophe here, leaving here, you can also go to watch monks in other realms.

Feeling the power of thunder, maybe you can understand some mysteries of heaven and earth from it, so as to provide some convenience for the future.

When the crowd dispersed, there were only three monks left in the pavilion.

Except for Kazama, the other two didn't speak just now.

These two people have a lot of background, members of Taiyu Renhuang's clan, now come to the spiritual realm for meditation, and follow Kazama during the meditation.

Kazama sat here and did not leave, so they also stayed here.

This place to cross the catastrophe is large enough.

The water surface is fluctuating, and the spiritual energy is disturbing, but in their respective places, they are all in peace.

On this day, the monks who were meditating on the small island thousands of miles away from Longhai Dahai suddenly felt that the surrounding water spirits were abnormal.

They stopped practicing one after another, and then turned their gazes to the place where the aura was drawn.

"Who is this going to cross the catastrophe?"

Everyone speculated, but for them with weak cultivation bases, there was no chance to contact them at all.

At this time, Kazama, who had been waiting for nearly a year, looked at the island full of energy.

"Senior Brother Feng, it seems that very few people can cause such a large-scale change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth after advancing to the realm of transforming gods!"

At this moment, the attic where Kazama was located was already full of monks.

Over the past year, the monks who knew Kazama learned one after another that there will be someone who will cross the God of Lightning Tribulation here, so they all came here to experience it.

When Kazama heard the question from his fellow disciple, he said in a flat tone: "The comprehension of the realm has reached the pinnacle state, and my own spiritual root aptitude is also top-notch. The combination of the two is what makes this scene like this."

"The Realm of Perfection!"

When the monks present heard this, they already understood that the monk who was going through the catastrophe could definitely be promoted to the realm of transforming gods, and if he survived the thunder calamity, he would be a real cultivator of transforming gods.

This made all the monks present very envious, with such a deep understanding of the realm, if they could ask a few words, they would definitely benefit a lot.

But most of the monks present had nothing to do with Long Dahai, only Kazama knew him very well.

"Concentrate on understanding."

Kazama said one last sentence, asking everyone to stop the discussion and experience this change in the aura of heaven and earth by themselves.

At this moment, only a quarter of an hour has passed since the spiritual energy of heaven and earth changed.

But with the small island as the center, thick fog has already filled the surrounding area.

When the sunlight from the sky falls here, it is also blocked by the water vapor, and even above the water mist, it leaves colorful rays of light.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, like a wall, but thick enough.

The monks who were watching were even more surprised that the dense fog could actually hinder their own spiritual exploration.

Naturally, they are very curious about the people who have crossed the catastrophe, but few people know the details.

This heavy fog lasted for three days. After three days, there were many rays of light, and the little stars showed dense colors in the daytime.

The monks standing near the fog all felt refreshed.

When Kazema was born, he immediately activated the defensive formation.

Someone wanted to fight for this dense breath, but was blocked by the defensive formation.

This aura can be leaked out, but it cannot be forcibly plundered by other monks.

"So fast."

He said in his heart, but he was not too surprised.