Chapter 1222 Long Sanyuan's Conspiracy

The southern land of the spiritual world.

High in the sky, four thousands-foot-long wild dragon-winged beasts were hovering. Strong chains were tied to their bodies, and the other end of the chains was dragging a huge floating island.

The huge floating island is where the Heavenly Demon Palace is located.

At this moment, in the square in front of the Tianyao Palace, a group of demon wizards gathered around an altar.

The totem patterns of the Celestial Dragon Clan were painted with red dye on the faces and exposed arms of these wizards.

They shook bone bells or beat leather drums in their hands, stepped on the rhythm with their bare feet, and chanted witchcraft spells in their mouths.

On the altar, there is a sheathed demon sword.

The scabbard is inlaid with a number of gray opals, but these opals seem to have fallen asleep, without their former aura.

It is Guigu Changyang's demon sword that never leaves his body, Rainy Night.

A hunchbacked old man wearing a dark green robe stood in front of the altar, holding a dragon-headed crutch in one hand and pinching a string of dragon scale beads in his other hand.

He is the Dragon Attendant, the high priest of Tianyao Palace.

"The Supreme Dragon Demon God, due to the strange destiny of a dragon calamity from the sky, bestows the demon dragon sword with a sacred object," the high priest Dragon Attendant raised the dragon scale bead in his left hand, and when he activated his magic power, a spiritual light came out of the dragon scale bead and fell on the altar.

Kaka!

At the top of the altar, a white dragon skull turned, and its empty eye sockets glowed red.

"The young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Long Feiyu, is resurrected with a sacred object. This is the favor of the Heavenly Dragon Demon God." Long Shi, the high priest, shouted.

The barefoot wizards around the altar suddenly fell into a state of madness. They roared, rolled their eyes, and twisted their bodies like fish just out of water.

Next, the high priest Long Shi took the lead and bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a stream of life essence and blood on the altar.

All the other wizards followed suit.

The groove in front of the altar turned into a pool of blood.

The high priest Long Shichang exhaled a filthy breath and looked at the altar opposite. His face was still as rosy as a young man's, but his right hand gripped the dragon-headed crutch tighter.

The other wizards were far less skilled than the High Priest Dragon Attendant, and it was obvious that the ceremony just now was quite a burden for them.

Everyone's face was as pale as paper, and their eyeballs were protruding and covered with bloodshot eyes.

But they still danced the dance of witchcraft tirelessly.

The witch blood in the blood pool turned into bloody runes and climbed up like a blood snake.

Under the influence of the power of witch blood, the runes engraved on the surface of the altar turned red.

Buzz!

The altar trembled, and a bloody formation ring appeared on the surface, and blood and electricity popped out like claws.

At the top of the altar, the white dragon-headed skull frantically absorbed the power of the witch blood on the formation ring, producing flesh, skin and scales at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a moment, the dragon beast's head came to life, breath of fire breathed out from its nostrils, and it roared from its mouth.

The roar was like thunder, and the whole square trembled.

High in the sky, the four huge wild dragon-winged beasts dragging the floating island heard the roar of the dragon, and their closed eyes opened.

Because they have bits in their mouths, they can only make a low whine.

Four huge wild dragon-winged beasts flapped the huge dragon wings behind them, whipping up strong winds that covered the sky.

The entire floating island was pulled to a higher place by four big guys with brute force, and then stopped.

On the square of the floating island.

The high priest Dragon Attendant raised the dragon scale bead in his hand and said loudly: "The Heavenly Demon Holy Island has climbed a hundred feet, and the distance between us and the Heavenly Dragon Demon God has become closer. The Heavenly Demon God is immortal! The Heavenly Demon Palace is immortal!"

The wizards around him shouted in unison.

The Heavenly Dragon Demon God is immortal!

Immortality in the Heavenly Demon Palace!

...

A secret room in the Tianyao Palace.

Guigu Changyang closed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged on a futon, and breathed out the heaven.

Opposite him, Long Sanyuan, the master of Tianyao Palace in black robe, looked at Guigu Chang, who was cross-legged and practicing martial arts.

Yang, the corners of his mouth are raised, half-smiling but not smiling.

Rumble.

A shaking was transmitted into the secret room.

Guigu Changyang, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, touched his knees back and forth with his hands, and murmured: "Where is my knife?"

"Yu'er, your sword is a reborn sacred object given to you by the Dragon Demon God. It is currently being placed on the altar to receive the blessings of the wizards. Besides, your memory has not been fully restored, so you cannot pull out the sword yet. Just now. The vibration was caused by the blessing ceremony. It was no big deal. The blessing ceremony was successful. The Heavenly Demon Holy Island soared another hundred feet, and we are one step closer to the great and supreme Heavenly Dragon Demon God." Long Sanyuan explained. .

Guigu Changyang suddenly covered his head with both hands and said: "Father, my head hurts. Have I really lost my memory? Why is there no trace of father in my memory? Who am I? What on earth did I do? What's wrong?"

Long Sanyuan quickly walked over, hugged Guigu Changyang in his arms, and said comfortingly: "Yu'er, you did nothing wrong. You are my son, Long Feiyu, Long Sanyuan."

After saying that, Long Sanyuan took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a red pill and dropped it into his palm.

There is a shadow of a blood dragon on the surface of the red pill, exuding a fishy and bitter taste.

"Yu'er, if you take this dragon's blood pill, it will help you recover your physical strength. After that, recovering your memory will be a matter of course."

At this moment, Guigu Changyang lost all his memory, but he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness when he looked at the Dragon Blood Pill. That kind of breath was the breath of a demonic dragon.

Gui Gu Changyang pinched the Dragon Blood Pill and looked at it in his hand, "If I eat it, can I regain my memory?"

Long Sanyuan smiled and nodded: "Yes, of course I can help you recover your memory. You are my son, how could I lie to you? When I am old in the future, the entire Heavenly Demon Palace will be yours. You are the only heir to my throne and the next Heavenly Dragon Emperor."

Guigu Changyang took the Dragon Blood Pill into his mouth.

The Dragon Blood Pill turned into a blood dragon shadow and could not wait to drill into Guigu Changyang's stomach.

Guigu Changyang felt as if his stomach was stirred by a steel fork, and his five internal organs were in great pain.

Long Sanyuan put one hand on Guigu Changyang's shoulder, activated his magic power, and injected the powerful demon clan magic power into Guigu Changyang's body.

The discomfort in Guigu Changyang's body gradually disappeared, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Strangely, Guigu Changyang's face grew small gray dragon scales, making his facial features blurred and difficult to recognize.

Guigu Changyang touched his face with his hand and said in surprise: "Father, how could my face become like this?"

"Yu'er, don't be afraid, this is your Tianlong demon vein awakening. Next, you just need to continue to retreat, and then take a dragon blood pill every ten days. When your body is restored to the heavenly tribulation realm, it will naturally return to its original appearance." Long Sanyuan comforted.

The medicinal power of the dragon blood pill spread in Guigu Changyang's body, bringing a comfortable warmth, which made him a little sleepy.

"Father, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Long Sanyuan patted Guigu Changyang on the shoulder and said softly: "Okay, I will come to see you again in ten days."

Long Sanyuan walked to the iron door of the secret room, put his hand on the door handle, then turned back and smiled at Guigu Changyang, "Yu'er, have a good rest."

Guigu Changyang smiled and responded: "Yes."

After Long Sanyuan left, Guigu Changyang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and fell asleep.

An hour later, Guigu Changyang opened his eyes. He walked to the iron door of the secret room and gently pulled the handle of the iron door with his hand. He found that the iron door had been locked from the outside.

Guigu Changyang shook his head slightly. He sat cross-legged on the futon again and whispered to himself: "Why do I always see a gray scale dragon in my dreams, but not the shadow of my father. Long Sanyuan, is he really my father?"

In the following days, Long Sanyuan would send Guigu Changyang a dragon blood pill every ten days.

Time passed quickly, and a month passed.

On this day, Guigu Changyang found that a strange spiritual vein had grown in his body.

The strange spiritual vein was silver-gray, with light golden demon dragon runes on the surface.

"What's the matter with this strange spiritual vein? Is it the power of the dragon blood pill? Or is there any other reason?"

Guigu Changyang tried to operate his body, and the speed of the mana in his body increased by more than a dozen times.

A dragon statue appeared behind him, and the surface of his body sprayed out the materialized demon soul power.

At this moment, the iron door was opened from the outside.

Long Sanyuan walked in.

Seeing the dragon image behind Guigu Changyang, Long Sanyuan's eyes lit up, and he stood there quietly, as if admiring a precious treasure.

Guigu Changyang retracted his power, stood up and said respectfully: "Father, you are here."

"Yu'er, stretch out your right hand." Long Sanyuan said.

Guigu Changyang stretched out his right hand and spread it out.

Long Sanyuan covered Guigu Changyang's right hand with his palm, took it away after a moment, and said with a smile: "Yu'er, congratulations, you have successfully recast the Heavenly Dragon Demon Vein."

"Is it the effect of the Dragon Blood Pill?"

Long Sanyuan nodded and said: "Of course it has something to do with the Dragon Blood Pill. During this period, you took a total of three Dragon Blood Pills I gave you. Each one was made by me personally and infused with my hundred years of cultivation. Three Dragon Blood Pills can increase your cultivation by three hundred years out of thin air. However, you can recast the Heavenly Dragon Demon Vein because of your natural demon dragon physique. Ordinary people will explode and die if they take Dragon Blood Pills."

Guigu Changyang was moved when he heard this. His eyes turned red and he knelt on his knees and said: "For my recovery, my father lost three hundred years of life. It is my fault."

After that, Guigu Changyang was about to kowtow, but was supported by Long Sanyuan with both hands.

Long Sanyuan said: "Yu'er, you and I are father and son, your life is my life. Now your Tianlong demon vein has been recast, and your cultivation has reached the peak of Daoming Realm. Choose an appropriate time, and try to break through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm."

"All is up to father's arrangement."

Long Sanyuan thought for a while, and said: "It is not a trivial matter for a cultivator to break through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. A cultivator in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm will encounter two Heavenly Tribulations in his life, the first one is a small Heavenly Tribulation. The time when the small Heavenly Tribulation appears is different for everyone. A small number of people will experience a small Heavenly Tribulation when they break through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, while most people will experience a small Heavenly Tribulation when they reach the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. As for the second big Heavenly Tribulation, it will happen when the cultivation breaks through to the Void Immortal Realm. It will only happen when you reach the state of enlightenment."

Long Sanyuan reached out and gently patted Guigu Changyang on the shoulder, saying: "Don't be afraid, with your demon dragon physique and foundation, you will be able to survive even if you encounter a small heavenly tribulation. At that time, I will find a way to help you. In the following days, you just need to continue to retreat, and I will visit you every day. Once you feel that the opportunity for a breakthrough has come, I will take you to the Heavenly Demon Dragon Lake to break through your cultivation. The Heavenly Demon Dragon Lake is not only the best place for cultivation in the Heavenly Demon Palace, but also the best in the entire spiritual world, and is the most suitable place for a breakthrough in cultivation. "

"Thank you, father."

After that, Long Sanyuan left the secret room, and the iron door of the secret room was locked from the outside with a bang.

Guigu Changyang looked at the closed iron door and thought to himself: "This person would rather give up three hundred years of life to help me improve my cultivation. Is he really my father?"

In a hidden ice cave secret room, the four walls are all ten thousand years of ice, and a transparent ice coffin is placed in the middle.

Long Sanyuan entered the ice cave secret room alone and half-knelt in front of the ice coffin.

He looked at the boy frozen in the ice coffin and whispered: "Yu'er, the substitute I found for you is perfect. I gave up three hundred years of life to refine the Dragon Blood Pill, and I wish it to achieve the Heavenly Dragon Demon Vein. Next, I will help him break through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he will be your most perfect container. Finally, I will help you take over his body at the right time, so that you can be perfectly reborn."

Tears crawled out of Long Sanyuan's eyes, fell on the ice coffin, and rolled up hot steam.