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"Ancestral Dragon Daoji, you actually know that this is Zulong Daoji?"
Zhao Dabao stared at the monk with his eyes closed, his tone full of surprise. You must know that even the Dragon King Daoji has the strongest acquired physique.
And his Ancestral Dragon Daoji is comparable to the body of innate gods and demons. It is unprecedented, and it is also unprecedented. But now, it was recognized by the monk with closed eyes in front of him, which made him feel overwhelmed and couldn't help it for a long time. calm.
"I was lucky enough to see the projection of Zulong back then, and the aura on your body was similar. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the legendary Zulong Daoji."
The tone of the monk's words with his eyes closed revealed his nostalgia.
Tens of thousands of years ago, when the Black Lotus Temple was at its peak, even the projection of the ancestral dragon came, but it was really sad to not expect to be destroyed later.
"What is the fatal flaw of Zulong Daoji that you just mentioned?"
Zhao Dabao asked curiously. This is a question about himself. If he doesn't ask clearly, if something unexpected happens in the future, there will really be no place to cry.
"The upper limit, or the highest state that Zulong Daoji can reach."
The monk with his eyes closed did not hide anything and spoke directly.
"There can only be one Ancestral Dragon in the world. Although its strength is powerful, there are many existences that are comparable to it or even stronger than it. Although the Ancestral Dragon Daoji you cultivate is powerful, it can reach the highest height. , is much weaker than the Ancestral Dragon, and because your Dao Foundation is taken from the Ancestral Dragon, it can directly control your life and death."
"Directly control my life and death?"
Zhao Dabao¡¯s face turned ugly. It didn¡¯t matter if his level was low, because even if he was weaker than Zulong, he was definitely already a strong one among the immortals.
But having his life and death controlled by other beings was a bit unacceptable to him.
The purpose of cultivating Taoism is to roam freely between heaven and earth, without any restraints. Now, suddenly, a being appears who can easily control one's own life and death.
Although the gap between the two realms is too big, and Zhao Dabao may not be able to see the real ancestral dragon when he falls, but this possibility is still like a thorn, piercing into his heart, making him feel Unhappy, my thoughts are unclear.
"Monks don't lie. When your realm reaches a higher level, you will be able to sense the restraints from the ancestral dragon. As long as you practice my secret technique of Black Lotus Temple, you will naturally be able to break free from this restraint."
The monk with his eyes closed listened to Zhao Dabao's tone, and a confident smile appeared on his face again.
"Thislet me think about it."
Zhao Dabao¡¯s face was changing, and he was confused in his heart. If he wanted to inherit the inheritance without becoming a disciple, this path would definitely not work.
And without the inheritance of Black Lotus Temple, the shortcomings of Zulong Daoji will gradually become apparent. By then, I'm afraid it will be too late.
"I don't have much time, so I'll give you three days to think about it. However, the inheritance of Black Lotus Temple is not so simple to inherit. This is the thunder of all calamities. As long as you master it and tame it, you can naturally inherit it. The inheritance of Black Lotus Temple.¡±
A four-color thunderbolt appeared out of thin air in the hands of the monk with his eyes closed. The thunder seemed to have spirituality. He struggled wildly out of the hands of the monk with his eyes closed, but to no avail.
"The thunder of all calamities is in your hands? It takes no effort to get it."
Zhao Dabao looked towards the four-color thunder and found that countless worlds seemed to be disillusioned in the thunder, and countless worlds were born. It was extremely strange.
And this world of thunder is endless, as if there is a kind of magical power that seduces people's soul, trying to absorb people's hearts and minds.
"The Thunder of Ten Thousand Tribulations is a manifestation of the endless desires of the common people. If you want to fully control it, you need to experience the four precepts of greed, lust, anger, and ten thousand tribulations, and see the true self with your true self in reincarnation. Are you ready? ?"
The Thunder of Ten Thousand Calamities in the hands of the monk with his eyes closed is constantly struggling, but the monk with his eyes closed seems to be unaffected by anything, without any emotional fluctuations.
??Buddhism pays attention to surrendering the ape mind, and the so-called ape mind is just the greed in people's hearts.
A monk who has closed his eyes and cultivated to the heavens has long been able to achieve the state of mind as still as water and clear thoughts, so the so-called thunder of ten thousand tribulations has no effect on him.
"Four tests?"
Zhao Dabao frowned and pondered for a long time, then finally nodded and said seriously: "Okay, let me, Zhao Dabao, come and see how powerful these four tests are."
"Now that you are ready, come and stare at this thunder of ten thousand tribulations, and you will naturally enter the experience."
Zhao Dabao listenssp; The familiar spinning feeling came again. When he saw the new scene in front of him clearly, Zhao Dabao couldn't help being shocked, and the expression on his face began to become solemn.
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Within the palace, Zhao Dabao was standing frozen on the spot, his face sometimes showing expressions of joy, sometimes showing expressions of greed, looking extremely complicated.
"The first two tribulations are the least difficult, but to be able to pass them at such a fast speed, this person's character is quite good, but if you want to inherit the mantle of my Black Lotus Temple, the last tribulation is the most difficult one to pass. Ah, if he falls into reincarnation forever, not even I can save him."
The monk with his eyes closed looked at the two-color Thunder of Ten Thousand Calamities in his hand, nodded slightly, and said to himself.
At this time, the remaining gray color of the Thunder of Ten Thousand Tribulations began to fluctuate violently, which made the monk with his eyes look slightly solemn and his tone became heavier.
"Is there something wrong? Why is it so difficult to withstand the third calamity?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com