Dragon Prince Yuan

When the Zhou Yuan returned to the cave, the first thing was to take out the scales that had been cut off from the top of the dragon scales.

He sat on one side of the stone table and looked hot at the scale of the tree in front of him. The scale of the tree was eleven pieces, all dark and dry. The light appeared on it, as if it formed an ancient pattern.

Even if untouched, the circle is still a clear sense of the intense sepia that emanates from the scales.

That thickness and sophistication is stronger than the ancient wood bracelets that Sauvignon had previously obtained.

“With these scales, too much acetylene must be perfected. ”

Zhou Yuanxi couldn't help but enjoy the harvest. Obviously, there was something unexpected about this harvest. Not only did he get the “Little Xuan Holy Body” from Xuan Lao, but he also got these tree scales at his fingertips.

And all of this was because he fulfilled his promise on time and handed over a heavenly work to Xuan Lao.

Zhou Yuan rejoiced in his heart for his choice, then his palms lifted, the source gas wrapped a tree scales slowly angry, suspended between his palms.

“Next, let's start refining the Tai Yi pattern. ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes gradually closed, now only two months before the end of the year, he must hurry. According to Xuan Lao, he can only preliminarily form the "Tai Yi Green Wood Mark” so that his body can have enough blood and begin to practice the "Little Xuan Holy Body”.

As his purpose closed, only the palm scales slowly spinning, a stream of pure turquoise airflow slowly flowed out, finally along the palms of the circumference, continuously integrating into his body.

The air of the septum flows into the body, and the breath of life exudes, causing the flesh in the peripheral body to fluctuate in longing.

Life-scented airflow merges into the flesh, bones, and eventually, under the control of the circumference, begins to form a subtle turquoise light point, a little perfected by the half of the tae pattern that has been formed.

It's a slow project.

Therefore, in the next five days, Zhou Yuan had not stepped out of the cave, but focused on refining the scale of the tree, absorbing the air of the tree and perfecting the Tai Yi pattern.

And in his almost obsolete, forgetful cultivation, the taiyen pattern in the body became more and more complete, until the eighth tree scale was also absorbed by refining, the taiyen pattern was finally completely shaped.

In the cave.

The circumference of the disk sitting on the stone table is filled with a glow of turquoise, as if it were coming from the flesh, making the skin fluorescent.

The intense breath of life emanated from his body, causing the vines near the stone table to become greener at this time and grow faster.

If you look closely, you will find that the green light on the circumferential body seems to form a light pattern all over the body. The light pattern is extremely obscure and complex, with a hidden sense of subtlety.

Zhou Yuan closed his eyes for a few days, it was at this time that he slowly opened his eyes. He looked down at the ancient light that appeared in the flesh, and his eyes burst out with ecstasy.

“Tai Yi, finally! ”

Zhou Yuan muttered that after more than two months of painstaking repair, he finally completed the first step of "Tai Yi Qing Wood Mark”, but also the most important step.

Only when "Tai Yi" is shaped will he be able to blend more of the B&B gas into the flesh and eventually achieve the so-called "immortality".

Zhou Yuan's micro-eye sensation, at this time, his body, qi and blood fluctuate, as if it were a river, full of vibrant life, this feeling, no matter how badly injured, is able to recover within a very fast time.

“Brother Yuan! ”

And while Zhou Yuan was rejoicing in the shape of "Tai Yi", outside the cave, suddenly came Shen Wanjin's cry.

As soon as Zhou Yuan settled the remaining three tree scales, he quickly walked outside the cave, looking at Shen Wanjin at the entrance to the cave, and smiling: “What's wrong? ”

Shen Wanjin said excitedly: "The big sister is back! I'm in the mission hall right now! ”

Zhou Yuan said, sudden joy, the worries that exist in the heart at all times finally eased.

“Just come back.” Zhou Yuan took a sigh of relief, but after deciding, he had to tell the young man if he wanted to go on another mission, or let him follow.

“Come on, pick her up.” Zhou Yuan smiled at Shen Wanjin.

Shen Wanjin nodded, and quickly came together, mysteriously said: “Xiaoyuan, do you know who else is back with the young sister besides Ye Song? ”

“Who?” Zhou Yuan Yi.

Shen Wanjin mumbled and whispered: “Chu Qing! ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes condensed slightly. Since his arrival in the Xuanzheng sect, he has not been unfamiliar with the name. This Chu Qing, who belongs to the Xuanzheng disciples of the generation, is the head of the ten greatest sons, popular in the Xuanzheng sect, unreachable.

However, it has been almost a year since Zhou Yuan entered the Cangxuan Sect. However, he is only famous for his fame. He did not see his people. I did not expect to see him this time. Finally, he can see him.

As for the head of the Son, Zhou Yuan's heart is obviously also somewhat curious.

“Xiaoyuan, be careful, that Chuqing can be the head of the Son of QianXuanzheng. I'm afraid it's not simple. The big sister is so brilliant and charming. In case the kid has any thoughts about the big sister, you're afraid there will be a big enemy.” Shen Wanjin spoke with great focus.

Zhou Yuanjie pulled the corner of his mouth, gave Shen Wanjin a white eye, didn't say much, the source gas rose, it was carrying two people up, quickly rushed in the direction of the mission hall.

When the two men came to the mission hall, it was already a mountain of people, and there were disciples coming from all sides, and most of them were also female disciples from the sect. Their faces were full of excitement, obviously towards Chu Qing.

“Does Chu Qing have such a charm?” Shen Wanjin saw the situation and was forced to get a sour and slippery path.

Zhou Yuan was also a little surprised, but he didn't say much. He fell directly into the popular task hall.

At this time, in the task hall, the head was depressed, Zhou Yuan glanced at the center, and then unexpectedly saw the most striking Qian.

Nature is immature.

At this time, she was wearing a light green dress, the silk was lifted, her beautiful face was shiny, the five officials were as refined as the fairies in the painting, and the eyes of the sky were difficult to divert attention.

Ruoxian.

She just stood there and became the focus of countless sights in the mission hall.

There was a familiar figure beside him, the Ye Song of the Spiritual Peak, but at this time his handsome face was quite pale and seemed to have been injured.

Zhou Yuan's eyes swept over Ye Song, and finally stopped to see only there. There was also a striking figure, and when Zhou Yuan first saw the man's face, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Because the face of this man is extremely handsome and the five officials are as handsome as they are carved out.

Between his eyebrows, however, there was always a sense of laziness, which made him look lazy and weak, but with that handsome face, there was a unique charm.

“Is he Chu Qing? ”

Zhou Yuan touched his chin, nodded slightly, handsome is very handsome... just...

He glanced at Shen Wanjin beside him. At the end of the day, his eyes lifted slightly. He looked at the head of the brother Chu Qing and fell into contemplation.

Because Brother Chu Qing's head, a slippery piece of hair, not even half hair, like a light bulb, reflecting a dazzling glow in this hall.

Why…

Brother Chu Qing, could he be a bald head?!

Moreover, if you look carefully, this brother Chu Qing's eyebrows are also slightly thick, it is actually painted!

Naked, frownless!

This style of painting made Zhouyuan's mouth unbearably twitch.

“I heard that this brother Chu Qing was practicing his kung fu... as if he was completely hairless.” Shen Wanjin asked quickly and then quietly turned to Zhou Yuan.

“All hairless? ”

Zhou Yuan glanced at Shen Wanjin for a moment of silence, then his eyes circled on Brother Chuqing, eventually passing under his crotch, and he retrieved it at a lightning speed.

It was all a chill.

The head of the son of their famous Lord Xuan sect seems to be... very distinctive.