The First Dragon of All Ages

　　 "Brother Qingchen, you are here too, what a coincidence."

At the entrance of the stairs, a beautiful figure came up, and the clear voice made Long Qingchen come back to his senses. When she looked sideways, she saw that she was a young girl, beautiful and pure, and what struck her most heartily was the charm of the purity, no The kind of contrived charm of a woman who slaps her head and poses, but, naturally, is innate.

　　 "Long Qing, is my last name, Chen, is my first name."

　　 Long Qingchen didn't know why he would explain, but just spoke subconsciously.

　　Perhaps, this is a common problem of every man. In front of beautiful girls, in the subconscious, they always want to "show", so as to make the beautiful girls more impressive...

　　 As soon as he said it, he regretted it a bit.

　　 Qinglong Clan: Long Qing

　　Golden Dragon Race: Dragon Gold

　　 Ice Dragon: Dragon Ice

　　 and so on, if someone who knows the dragon is present, there will be suspicion.

　　 Fortunately, this girl hasn't been deeply involved in the world, and she doesn't seem to know this.

　　 "It turned out to be like this, I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I thought Qing Chen was your name..."

　　 Su Qianer's face blushed and she stuck her tongue out.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 Long Qingchen walked downstairs indifferently.

　　 "Brother Chen." Su Qianer stopped him.

　　 Long Qingchen looked back at her, "What's the matter?"

　　Su Qianer pointed to the ancient book he was holding and reminded softly, "As far as I know, the books in the library of Lingwu College can only be read here, not taken away..."

　　 "It's okay, except for this ancient book."

　　 Long Qingchen said, and went downstairs.

　　 When he went out, the steward of the library looked at him a few more times, but did not let him leave the ancient books. Obviously, the old man greeted the steward.

　　 Long Qingchen was a little touched in his heart. He was really a careful senior, and couldn't help asking, "Who is that senior?"

　　 Gang Shi shook his head slightly, "If the predecessor wants to say it, he will naturally tell you. If the predecessor didn’t say it, then you don’t have to know."

　　 Long Qingchen no longer asks more, it is estimated that he is an academician of Lingwu Academy.

　　 Back to the house, there was only Lu Ming in the room, still lying on the couch, flipping through the books.

　　Long Qingchen accidentally saw the title of the book, "Pairing Sustaining Technique", his eyes were a bit strange, this look was an improper secret technique...

　　 However, there has never been a difference between good and evil.

　　 The cultivator is righteous, and sorcery can also be practiced to become righteous.

　　 Practitioners are evil, and righteous arts will become evil.

　　 And he, only believes in the strong as respect, has a clear conscience, is righteous, is evil, what does it matter?

However, living in the same room with a few people is always a bit uncomfortable. He is considering whether to rent or buy a yard outside the college. He just came to Lingwu College and is not familiar with everything. I will talk about it later. .

　　 He sat cross-legged on his couch and began to look through ancient books.

　　 This exercise has no name and no introduction, and it directly tells how to practice.

　　 He probably read it. It is very profound. Fortunately, he has the memory of the Nine-Ni Dragon Emperor. It is not difficult to understand it. Although the Dragon Cultivation Techniques are somewhat different from the Human Cultivation Techniques, they have many similarities.

　　 Anonymous exercises. There were originally twelve levels, but now there are only eleven levels. It is estimated that the last page torn off is the last level.

　　 "The last layer is not available for the time being, and I will think of a solution when I need it later."

　　 Long Qingchen shook his head slightly, no longer worrying about the last layer.

　　Sometimes, he will take a longer look, take one step, watch ten steps.

　　Sometimes, he is drunk now and he is drunk now, who is not sleeping? ...No, the next sentence should be, tomorrow's sorrow comes tomorrow's sorrow, which means that tomorrow's troubles will be left to tomorrow.

　　 "Start practicing from the first level, feeling of breath, absorption, chakra, cyclone"

　　 Long Qingchen slowly closed his eyes, immersed in his mind, and meditated silently.

　　 a sense of qi, to sense the aura of heaven and earth.

　　 hum! ......

Soon, the Heavenly Devouring Martial Arteries reacted, trembling slightly, just like his whole body was full of eyes, and he could sense the auras of the heavens and the earth around him. These auras of the heavens and the earth, like little elves, are smaller than the neutrons and protons of the nucleus. Colorful.

　　 "Golden is metallic aura, purple is thunder aura, and so on."

　　 He has the training experience of the dragon race, and the dragon race also needs to absorb aura, of course, he knows what kind of aura the "elves" of various colors are.

　　 "The blue dragon vein absorbs the wood-attribute aura. What kind of aura should be absorbed by the sky-devouring martial arts?"

　　 This is a difficult problem. He remembered what the old man in the library said, "Take it with your heart, and they will naturally tell you."

　　 He no longer thinks too much, and concentrates on reciting the nameless exercises.

　　 Boom! ......

　　 All kinds of auras swarmed all at once, like moths into the fire, piercing through numerous pores in his body and entering his body.

　　 "Heaven Devouring Martial Arteries, which can absorb all types of aura, is it a martial art of all attributes?"

　　 Long Qingchen was shocked, until this moment, he didn't know the attributes of the Heaven-Evering Martial Art, all attributes!

　　Thinking about it carefully, it was relieved. The colorful bird told him that the Heaven-Eater Martial Arteries can swallow all kinds of Martial Arteries, and only all attributes can do it.

　　 Wow! ......

　　 He guided all kinds of spiritual qi to move in the Qi meridian, eight meridians, and major acupoints according to the trajectory of the Wuming technique. After being tempered by the Great Zhoutian, he turned into nine-color spiritual power and poured into his dantian.

　　 rumbling! ......

　　 The dantian like a stubborn stone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly cracked and turned into a sea of ​​rounds, like opening up the world, lightning and thunder!

　　 "A sense of breath, absorption, round the sea, and then the cyclone."

　　 transformed all the spiritual energy into spiritual power, the chakra expanded a bit, Long Qingchen began to control the spiritual power, and evolved into a cyclone, one divided into two, two transformed into four.

　　 "Four cyclones, this is...Fourth Level of Xiaowu Realm!"

　　 Long Qingchen was shocked, and it took less than half an hour to reach the fourth level of Xiaowu Realm. This cultivation speed was really terrifying, and it made him feel a little strange and a little abnormal.

　　 "Brother Lu Ming, how long did it take you to cultivate to the Xiaowu state?"

　　 He stopped practicing, slowly opened his eyes, a little puzzled, and looked at the tall and thin young man.

　　 "Six years."

　　 Lu Ming looked up from the book and glanced at him strangely, as if he was curious why he would ask such "low-level" questions

　　 six years?

　　 Long Qingchen was shocked, "Is six years fast or slow?"

　　 "Of course it is fast."

　　 Lu Ming rarely explained, "I started practicing at the age of six and reached the Xiaowu state at the age of twelve. Among our family, I am considered a genius once in ten years."

　　 Genius who comes out every ten years? .......

　　 Long Qingchen couldn't help being silent.

　　 It took him half an hour to reach the fourth level of Xiaowu Stage, what is this?

　　Perhaps, the rank of Heaven Devouring Martial Art is relatively high, and his cultivation speed is fast.

　　Perhaps, he has the training experience of the dragon clan, so he can get twice the result with half the effort.

　　Perhaps, Wuming Gongfa played a role.

　　 However, for whatever reason, this is too fast, right?

　　 This, the speed of cultivation, even he himself is afraid...