Chapter 556
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Lin Tian was stunned, and trembled the next moment, looking at the sea of consciousness and the sky in disbelief.
The ten-thousand-foot-long real dragon hovered in the air and roared upwards, making his heart tremble.
"The Dragon Burial Sutra?!"
His heart trembled.
Dragon Burial Sutra... Dragon Burial Sutra!
He remembered an unrivaled existence mentioned to him before the middle-aged Shouge, the Burial Dragon Tianzun!
"Aw!"
The real dragon roared, shaking the sea of consciousness. The huge dragon head stared at Lin Tian, and the pair of huge dragon eyes were full of majesty.
The next moment, with a chirping sound, the real dragon shattered and turned into dense runes again.
"Dragon Talisman."
Lin Tian said to himself.
Thousands of dragon talismans jumped like little dragons, intertwined with a kind of Taoism, churning in this sea of consciousness.
Lin Tian only felt his body tremble, and waves of pain hit his head.
"Buzz!"
The light covered the surroundings, and suddenly, pictures of the avenue appeared in front of his eyes, the same mountain range, the same crimson, a slender figure walked across this land, and soon walked into a cave, and sat down in the deepest part.
Time is like this, passing by little by little.
I don't know how long this slender figure sat, until the dust fell and slowly piled up on his body, and finally turned into a boulder about ten feet high. Through this boulder, Lin Tian could still see the slender figure inside. Daolong Talisman surrounds it. Obviously the stone is not big, but the inside seems to be a vast space.
The slender figure was as motionless as a mountain, only the sky-filled dragon talisman jumped around, and then turned into a real dragon, surrounding the slender figure. The real dragon was ten thousand feet long, and even thicker, it was huge and scary. However, Lin Tian stared at these pictures, but felt that compared to the slender figure, the ten thousand-foot true dragon was so small, as if it was just dust.
Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, and I don't know how many years have passed, the slender figure finally opened his eyes and stood up.
Faint light lingered around his body, and a slender figure stepped out of the stone like light, and the sand and dust that had accumulated on his body formed a stone,
However, it didn't collapse, and it still stood in place, and inside, the thousands of dragon symbols were also jumping, imprinted in it because of the power of time. The stone turned into a stele with a height of one foot.
The slender figure stared at the stele, raised his right hand slightly, as if he wanted to smash it, but in the end he put down his hand and turned his head to look back. This action made Lin Tian tremble suddenly. He saw a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky, which was obviously just a picture in the sea of consciousness, but through the picture, he felt that the slender figure in the picture was looking at him.
For a moment, Lin Tian only felt a chill down his spine.
He just stared straight at the picture born in the sea of consciousness, his eyes widened involuntarily, staring straight ahead.
In the picture, the appearance of the slender figure is hard to see, only a pair of extremely deep eyes, then, Lin Tian saw that the slender figure seemed to be smiling, the smile was inscrutable, showing only a mouthful of clean teeth: "Xing Qianchuan, let's go!" Thousands of mountains, enter the ancestral veins, and bury the power of the world. Compete with people, the earth, and the sky, just to prove the Tao and live forever."
The hazy words echoed in the sea of consciousness, thousands of dragon talismans jumped, seeming to be joyful, but also seemed to be mourning.
Lin Tian trembled violently, staring fixedly ahead.
This person...is the Zunlong Tianzun!
In the picture, in the cave, the slender figure chuckled and stepped out with one step, with thousands of rivers and mountains behind him, disappearing in an instant.
"laugh!"
The picture shattered and turned into dots of light, floating in Lin Tian's sea of consciousness.
Lin Tian was in a daze, and the words of the slender figure kept echoing in his ears... Traveling across thousands of rivers, walking through thousands of mountains, entering the ancestral veins, burying the great power of the world. Fighting with people, fighting with the earth, and fighting with the sky, just to prove the Tao and live forever. The former sentence is an invincible life, thousands of rivers and mountains are under control, and the ancestral dragon veins are difficult to block the way. It can only be defeated before eternal life.
"Buying Dragon Heavenly Venerable!"
Lin Tian whispered, but his eyes were shining with an extremely bright light.
Just seeing a simple picture of the past, he could feel what a stalwart man he was. Walk through thousands of rivers, walk through thousands of mountains, enter the ancestral veins, and bury the great power of the world! What a heroic speech this is. Looking at the past and the present, there is no one in the world who can say such a sentence, and there is only one person, Zunlong Tianzun, who will be brilliant and invincible for the rest of his life!
Bury the world!
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
As if sensing his mood, thousands of dragon talismans jumped in the sea of consciousness, shaking and emitting even more dazzling light.
Lin Tian knows where he is now, endless years have passed, because of the relationship between the buried dragon Tianzun, the former stones form a stele, and the interior forms a space of its own. Now, he is inside the stele, and at this moment the floating in the sea of consciousness Dragon talisman, that is the supreme art of Burying Dragon Tianzun, a legend that is famous in the ten directions... Dragon Burial Sutra!
He took a deep breath and became extremely calm.
The Dragon Burial Sutra, a magic technique that can control the general trend of the world!
He closed his eyes, immersed all his thoughts in the sea of consciousness, and seriously comprehended the dragon talisman in the sea of consciousness.
The dragon talismans were densely packed, like little dragons, as his consciousness approached, they vibrated one by one.
"Buzz!"
Rays of light flickered, and thousands of dragon symbols glowed, dotted with stars.
Lin Tian seriously comprehended these dragon talismans, and found that each dragon talisman seemed to be intertwined with a general trend, engraved with a kind of Dao seal, vast and boundless, with great power. Standing in the space inside the stele, he closed his eyes, raised his hands, and moved slowly and rhythmically, wisps of faint brilliant halos emerged from his body.
At the same time, the mountains and rivers behind him manifested, the great dragon roared, and nine divine dragons vaguely manifested, surrounding him.
"Walk through thousands of rivers, walk through thousands of mountains, enter the ancestral veins, and bury the power of the world!"
He whispered to himself.
As he swiped his hands, thousands of dragon talismans jumped in his sea of consciousness, emitting even more dazzling light. Afterwards, these dragon talismans suddenly started to move, turning into little dragons and rushing out of his sea of consciousness, rushing towards every corner of his body.
These dragon talismans seem to be a series of auras of heaven and earth, and also like a sect of sects. Carrying indescribable power, they rush towards Lin Tian's flesh and blood crazily, driving the magical power, pouring into Lin Tian's limbs and internal organs , the true energy pouring into Lin Tian's whole body, pouring into Lin Tian's eight extraordinary meridians, gradually integrated with Lin Tian as a whole.
"boom!"
A tyrannical aura rushed out of Lin Tian's body, swaying in the stone tablet, and the cultivation base of the sixth level of Yukong climbed up little by little.
Lin Tian didn't care, he moved his hands rhythmically, his spiritual consciousness enveloped his whole body, intertwined on every dragon talisman, and felt every bit of it. These dragon talismans are the components of the Dragon Burial Sutra, and they are one with him at this moment, making it easier for him to comprehend this supreme art, as if these dragon talismans are teaching him to practice.
"Aw!"
Inside the body, the dragon chant vibrated and became louder.
Gradually, the number of dragons outside Lin Tian's body increased from nine to eighteen, and from eighteen to twenty-seven. In the end, a total of ninety-nine dragons manifested beside him, and each of them The dragons were intertwined with extremely tyrannical fluctuations, as if ninety-nine legendary real dragons were hovering around him, setting him off as unattainable.
At this moment, Lin Tian forgot everything, practiced silently, without self, without others, without anything,
Time flies by quickly.
In the darkness, the stele fell, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, falling into a pitch-black mud.
For all of this, Lin Tian didn't have any perception. At this moment, all his spirits were immersed in his body.
Thousands of dragon talismans were intertwined in his body, as if shaking in front of his eyes.
He crossed his legs inside the stele, moving his hands, a little halo lingered around him, and the aura outside his body became stronger.
Among the flesh and blood, dragon talismans were shining, like small dragons, and like rounds of small suns, illuminating Lin Tian's entire body, causing the yin and yang lotus sea in his sea of consciousness to sway accordingly, swaying a little bit of black and white. The light of color yin and yang.
"Aw!"
Ninety-nine dragons roared, hovering beside him like a guardian dragon.
Lin Tian crossed his knees in the stone tablet, practicing silently, without feeling hunger, thirst, or sleepiness. The spiritual energy of the dragon talisman supplies everything, and the Dao Yun carried on it makes Lin Tian fall into a state of depression. In the realm of the ethereal.
In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.
"boom!"
A month later, a stronger aura rushed out of Lin Tian's body, and finally opened his eyes, and the light of the dragon pattern flashed away.
"The pinnacle of the Sixth Heaven of Yukong!"
Lin Tian said to himself.
Clenching his fist, he felt a stronger force.
"Aw!"
The dragon's roar roared, resounding in all directions.
As he woke up, the ninety-nine dragons surrounding him roared, all turned into light, and rushed towards all directions.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Lin Tian felt something break open, and a cold wind came.
The ninety-nine dragons did not disappear, and the light emitted illuminated the surroundings. He was now in the underground space of the cave. The stone tablet was shattered by the ninety-nine dragons, and the fragments were scattered around. With a bang, the ninety-nine dragons roared again, turned around and circled around him, then rushed into his body and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
In the underground space, the air is slightly cold and pitch black.
In the darkness, Lin Tian stretched out his right hand, and a blazing flame appeared in the palm of his hand, illuminating the surroundings again.
He looked up at the top of his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, dragon patterns flashed on the soles of his feet, and his body slowly soared into the air, heading upwards.
The Burial God Mountain Range is intricate, surrounded by mysterious power in the depths, suppressing thousands of monks, unable to walk in the air, but now, this power is difficult to suppress him. Now, he has mastered the complete Dragon Burial Sutra. After a month of practice, he has reached a certain level. This place restricts the power of the monk's flight and can no longer restrain him.
Not long after, he ascended to the top of the cave and cut open the closed and collapsed cave with his sword energy.
The sun appears and dispels the darkness.
At this moment, it is noon.
"Sunshine, long time no see."
Lin Tian said to himself.
Even though he was in a deep level of cultivation, he could still feel a little bit about how long it had passed.
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