In the Primordial World, nine was the extreme number, and twelve was perfection!
Every successful cultivation of this cultivation technique would result in one's strength being incomparably powerful, enough to sweep away any enemy of the same realm.
The first six levels of the Chaos Divine Dragon Technique were the Heaven Immortal, Perfected Immortal, Mystic Immortal, Grand Unity Mystic Immortal, Golden Immortal, and Grand Unity Golden Immortal!
The last six realms were divided into two parts.
The first part was the five realms of the Zenith Heaven!
In other words, a Perfected Immortal corresponded to an ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal corresponded to a Sage-to-be, and a Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal corresponded to a Sage.
Then, it was the Primordial Chaos Taiji Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. The Primordial Chaos Limitless Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm corresponded to the Heavenly Dao realm!
The second portion was the twelfth step to the Great Dao Realm!
Once it was cultivated, it would be the Divine Dragon Great Dao!
He was above billions of lives, controlling billions of universe laws, controlling the 3,000 Great Dao, and becoming a true immortal body.
" Good cultivation technique!!"
Sensing the power of the Chaos Divine Dragon Technique, Ao Long's eyes sparkled.
Only such a powerful cultivation technique was worthy of his identity as a transmigrator and the dragon clan's crown prince.
At the same time, he did not need to deliberately cultivate this cultivation technique. As long as he passed the foundation stage, the cultivation technique would automatically circulate in his body. Even if he ate or slept, he would automatically cultivate it.
It complemented his salted fish characteristics.
In other words, in the future, he could be more at ease and do nothing. He did not have to cultivate hard.
"I'm a salted fish, but I become stronger even when I sleep!”
Feeling pleased, Ao Long began to cultivate according to the profoundness of the Chaos Divine Dragon Technique.
Because he already had the cultivation base of a perfected Primordial Immortal, the only thing he needed to do now was to change his ordinary Dharmic powers into Chaos Dharmic powers.
Changing ordinary spiritual energy into chaotic energy might be very difficult for other living beings, and it would take an extremely long time. Without more than ten thousand years of replacement, they would not be able to achieve their goal.
However, it was not a problem for Ao Long.
Because he had the Sacred Dragon Portrait!
The Sacred Dragon Portrait was connected to his mind, and the world inside could quickly transform his magic power.
At the same time, his comprehension, which was equivalent to an innate demon god, came into play at this moment. He could analyze the profoundness of the Chaos Divine Dragon Technique after reading it once and he could even infer other things from it.
Soon, Ao Long fell into a state of cultivation.
"Ah, he's also very handsome when he's cultivating!”
Chang Xi stole a glance at Ao Long, a subtle feeling forming in her heart.
"Is this fellow's comprehension ability that powerful?”
Xihe, who was on the other side, also saw this. She stared at Ao Long's handsome face for a while and found Chang Xi winking at her. She blushed immediately.
Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
On this day, violent ripples suddenly appeared on Ao Long's body, and thunder rumbled from his body.
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, the aura on Ao Long's body directly soared!
Although he was still at the cultivation realm of a Primordial Immortal, his Dharmic powers were not inferior to an ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!
"This…it hasn't even been 300 years, right?”
"Is this guy's comprehension speed so fast?”
"He's the son of the Ancestral Dragon, right? It's too shocking!"
"However, a Primordial Immortal is not worth mentioning!”
Ao Long's aura soared. Although it caused quite a commotion in the Purple Cloud Palace, it quickly calmed down.
A mere Primordial Immortal was not enough to attract everyone's attention.
However, Ao Long's strange behavior attracted Saint Hongjun's attention. He took a deep look, but he quickly moved away and continued to preach.
"Beep! [Warning, the host is straying away from the nature of a salted fish. System warning once. If the host does it again, the reward will be reduced by half!]”
Right at this moment, the sound of a system notification rang out in Ao Long's mind.
"F * ck!"
"Not even once!"
After lampooning, Ao Long decided that he should change his cultivation method.
Fortunately, the foundation stage was over. Even if he didn't meditate now, he could still cultivate quickly.
Thinking of this, Ao Long took a glance at Xihe who was peeking at him, and immediately came up with a plan.
At this moment, a few powerhouses of the dragon clan were transmitting their voices.
"Big Brother, you have a good son!”
Torch Dragon sent a voice transmission to the Ancestral Dragon.
"That's right, Dragon Ancestor, Ao Long has given our dragon race face!”
"Amazing, my Crown Prince!"
The dragons began to praise him.
"Low profile, low profile!"
The Ancestral Dragon said calmly.
However, he was extremely pleased with himself.
I have a son named Ao Long. What else can I ask for?
Hu, hu, hu!
However, at this moment, a middle-sized battle cry suddenly sounded in the Purple Cloud Palace that was filled with Dao sounds.
Why did this voice sound so familiar?
The Ancestral Dragon frowned.
He turned around and saw Ao Long sleeping soundly on Xihe's lap.
" F * ck…Sleeping?!"
"How dare you sleep under the eyes of a Saint?!”
"Unfilial son!"
This scene also attracted the attention of the 3,000 guests of the Purple Cloud Sect. They all looked over.
Astonishment, worry, shock, schadenfreude... There were so many of them!
Especially the Three Pure Ones, who felt extremely refreshed at this moment.
Sleeping under the eyes of a Saint, are you here to play?
Just wait and see. How could a Saint allow a young kid to ruin his Dao lecture?
It was already a light punishment to chase him out. It was already a mercy to not directly kill him.
At this moment, Primordial Origin was already laughing crazily in his heart.
Even the steady Tai Qing Laozi had a smile on his face.
Only Daoist Heavenspan frowned.
To be honest, he didn't reject the demon race. Instead, he felt a sense of support and closeness.
However, among the Three Pure Ones, Taiqing was the leader. Even if he had a different opinion, he could not change anything.
"I hope the Sage is magnanimous and won't blame him!”
Xihe was the most anxious person in the entire Zixiao Palace.
Because at this moment, Ao Long was sleeping on her legs.
Her pretty face was flushed red as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
"Why are you like this!"
"Hurry up and get up!"
"Everyone is watching. Aiya, it's so embarrassing!”
Xihe wanted to find a hole in the ground to hide in. It was too embarrassing!
She, the Yin Goddess, was a Connate Divine and a Perfected Golden Immortal. How noble was her status? How could she be laid on the lap of a Primordial expert in broad daylight?
What a disgrace!
How can I, Xihe, face others?
What a lecher!
Xihe raised her arms several times, wanting to send Ao Long flying and punish him for his offense.
But for some reason, she couldn't do it.!
"What's wrong with me? Where was the proud, cold, and disdainful Xihe of the past?”
What was even more infuriating was that Chang Xi was actually doing small tricks to her, winking at her.
At this moment, Saint Hongjun, who was sitting on the cloud bed, suddenly lowered his head and looked at Ao Long.
When everyone saw this, most of them revealed expressions of watching a good show.
Everyone knew that Hongjun was about to fly into a rage.
Only the demons and the witches were worried.
However, Saint Hongjun's next sentence immediately subverted the understanding of the three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace.
They cheered in their hearts.
This was impossible!
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