Tianwei Chapter 240: Dragon (5)
It worked... When that figure came into view, my heart was filled with immense excitement.
It actually succeeded, transforming from a python into a dragon!
The slender body twisted and turned in the clouds, and every time it moved, it brought more wind and rain. The thunder was still loud, but at this moment, it sounded more like festive firecrackers.
Is this a dragon transformation? I grabbed the Taoist's sleeve and asked.
Like. The old Taoist priest answered with one word.
Like? What kind of answer is that?
hold head high!
A dragon's roar echoed through the valley, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth. The wind and rain stopped, and I saw the huge body moving in the clouds, like a person climbing a ladder, moving up step by step.
This made me stunned for a moment. After turning into a dragon, it left without even saying goodbye to me...
Ang! The huge dragon roar sounded again, and at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly fell down and stopped at a very fast speed. It was like a sudden stop of a machine, and the rhythm was very obvious. The figure climbing up made a loud "snap" sound, and the puffs of blood mist could be clearly seen even on the ground.
Master Jiao! I screamed in shock, but I saw the body being smashed down by the dark cloud like a steel ingot, falling down powerlessly.
The wind and rain started again, but the thunderclouds slowly dissipated...
What's going on? I was horrified because before the dark clouds changed strangely, Jiao Ye's body had almost completely entered the clouds and was about to disappear.
I was stunned for a few seconds, and then I saw the body in the sky getting bigger and bigger.
Chengtian! Stop! I pointed to the sky with one hand and chanted a spell.
The speed of my body falling from the sky gradually slowed down, but I felt a huge pressure on my body, as if something had fallen from the sky and pressed on my shoulders. The pressure was so great that my bones made crackling sounds, as if they would break at any moment.
But at this time, the only thing I can do is grit my teeth and persevere.
The old Taoist didn't just stand there, he drew an empty talisman with one hand and slapped it out, chanting softly: Five elements of heaven, the talisman turns into wind to help you travel!
The light blue air symbol turned into a breeze, circling around the dragon-like and snake-like body, and I suddenly felt the pressure relieved a lot.
With the joint efforts of both of us, one minute later, it finally slowly fell to the ground.
I put down my fingers, took a few deep breaths, and regardless of the weak feeling all over my body, I quickly ran over there.
As I ran, gusts of wind rolled up grayish-white air from underground and rushed over there . When I ran to the front, Mr. Jiao's figure had been completely covered.
What on earth is going on? I couldn't help but feel anxious as I watched the gray gas that was lingering in a radius of 100 meters shrink towards the center at a very slow speed.
The old Taoist also came over and frowned as he looked at everything in front of him. Under my constant urging, he said: The transformation into a dragon should have been successful, but in the end it seemed to have failed.
What does this mean? Explain it clearly! I grabbed his sleeves, wishing I could cut off his head and put it on my neck so that I wouldn't have to ask him questions without getting an answer.
Being able to ride on clouds and mist, calling the wind and rain, it was obvious that it had successfully transformed into a dragon. But it was only called a dragon after soaring for nine days. It was injured and fell at the last moment, unable to ascend to heaven... The old Taoist paused, frowned and thought for a while, then said: If you must explain it clearly, it's like in the secular world, you have completed all your studies, but no one has given you the relevant certificates.
So what does it mean now... Although I understand what the old Taoist means, I don’t understand what everything in front of me means.
This has never happened before. There has never been a dragon that failed to soar to the sky. The old Taoist shook his head and said: If you look at it from my point of view, it is just a dragon in form and cannot be compared with a real dragon. And...
The old Taoist looked at the thunderclouds in the sky that were about to completely dissipate and said: Although I don’t know why it fell at the last moment, it is probably impossible for it to ascend to heaven in this life.
Why! Hasn't it already transformed into a dragon? Even if it fails this time, it can still ascend to heaven after transforming into a dragon!
That is not the case. The old Taoist priest said with certainty: It is recorded in ancient books that a dragon can soar into the sky with the help of wind, clouds and mist. This is called riding on clouds and mist. Now, everything related to it disappears when it turns into a dragon. How can it still soar into the clouds? Only when it ascends to the sky and becomes a real dragon can it roam freely between heaven and earth. Weird... Really weird...
The old Taoist looked puzzled, and I listened to him and looked at the gray gas area which was gradually shrinking and was now less than 20 meters. I felt even more upset than when I heard that Mr. Jiao was leaving.
It seems that it was seriously injured, and it actually sucked out so much dragon energy. The old Taoist said: Although this is the legendary imperial tomb and is located on a dragon vein, it is not easy to draw out dragon energy in a short time.
I looked up at the sky, the thunderclouds had completely dissipated, and after the storm, a rainbow was visible. However, no matter how brilliant the rainbow was, it couldn't drive away the gloom in my heart.
What happened in the sky at the last moment before Mr. Jiao ascended to the sky?
Why did the dark clouds undergo such a strange change? It was like a black brick that was the highest in the world, directly knocking Master Jiao down from heaven to the human world. For Master Jiao, who had worked so hard to transform from a python into a dragon, the so-called human world was simply hell!
Is a dragon still a dragon if it can no longer fly in the clouds?
Is there someone deliberately causing trouble? I asked.
No. The old Taoist shook his head with certainty: The sky was full of thunderclouds, and it was in the shape of a dragon. Who would dare to provoke it? Even your mother would not dare to approach at that time. No one can bear the consequences of angering a dragon. Even the immortals and gods in ancient times rarely dared to drive dragons.
But it just failed… I whispered.
Yes... The old Taoist was also quite emotional and full of doubts: What was the reason?
The gray dragon energy gradually faded, not disappearing, but being absorbed into the body of Jiao Ye to relieve his injuries. Its figure gradually appeared in front of us.
But when we saw the new body, the Taoist priest and I were stunned. The body before our eyes was completely different from what we had imagined.
The golden hair flowed down like a waterfall, some randomly, some scattered on the face, neck, chest and ground...
Her golden eyelashes were at least twice as long as those of an average person, she had golden eyebrows, a straight nose, and a mouth that was neither too big nor too small. The most bizarre thing was that above her ears grew a pair of golden white wings. They were very small, about the size of a palm, and just stretched out halfway from her head.
Her whole body seemed to be glowing, the golden light made her look like a goddess. Of course, she was classified as a "female" because of her beautiful face, and the old Taoist had said before that Jiao Ye was a female.
However, when I looked down, I could not see anything between her slightly parted legs.
It was as smooth as a mirror and had no feminine features.
My eyes almost popped out of my head and I subconsciously patted the Taoist priest and asked: Where is my Master Jiao?
The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the blonde beauty on the ground with his chin and said: That might be...
Jiaoye is made in China, and this one in front of me... is made in a comic book, I said to him.
It wasn't a human before. The Taoist looked unhappy and said: No matter how it changes, it will never be like a human. But how could it turn into a human form... And this appearance is too strange.
Yes, yes, it used to be a little snake, but now it’s a little blonde girl… Hehe, hehe… It’s so ridiculous, so ridiculous, ah, Bazhahei, there’s a road to heaven but you don’t take it, coach, I’m the rescuer you brought…
Too dark! Too incoherent!
Why did my Master Jiao become like this?
It was fine that it was golden before, after all, snakes of all colors are snakes. But now it has turned into a little girl who looks no older than ten years old! And the hair all over her body is golden! Golden! Do you think this is a filming of Journey to the West? Golden monkey hair is free!
Is it really Jiaoye? I asked again, not quite sure.
The old Taoist priest stopped talking and turned to walk back into the temple. I called out to him twice but failed to stop him.
Looking at the blonde beauty on the ground, I felt so sad. How did the pink Jiaoye become like this? Golden Retriever... Golden Retriever is a dog, right?
Wings? That's the birdman...
Why do wings grow above the ears?
Where are the horns? Where are the dragon horns?
More importantly…what should I call her from now on?
Mr. Jiao?
Can you call out a name related to your grandfather to a little girl who looks extremely beautiful?
I couldn't shout anyway.
But……
At this moment, she moved slightly and slowly opened her eyes.
The eyes were very large, but unlike human eyes, they had no pupils. They were full of simplicity and vicissitudes, as if they contained the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. Being stared at by such eyes felt like holding a meat bun in your hand and being stared at by a mad dog.
I grinned, and felt the skin at the corners of my mouth twitching a little. I raised my hand unnaturally: Hi~
She tilted her head slightly, blinked, and then opened her mouth.
The moment she made the sound, I felt like I was going crazy!
Hiss...
She actually made a hissing sound...
It's a hiss, not a woof, a meow, it's a hiss!
Can anyone tell me why Mr. Jiao failed to transform into a dragon and turned into a golden-haired man, but why did his voice change? Wasn't he loud and clear before?
What's even more terrifying is that while , a tongue came out of her mouth...
It’s the letter, comrades! It’s the letter! Not the chopsticks, not the bamboo, but the letter!
Snake!
This is no longer something that Sparta can handle. I am almost too Spartan!
She rubbed her eyes with her hand, perhaps because she felt that her hair was too much of a bother, and she pushed her black... no, it was her golden hair that looked like golden threads to the side. I saw a flash of golden light under her chin. But it quickly dimmed, and I thought it was an illusion.
But I am sure that she stood up with her hands, hissing, and staggered towards me, with her hands open, as if ready for me to hold her.
You, you... I stuttered, my teeth chattering: Don't come over here, come over here again... If you come over here again, I'll scream...