C6 That Man

Zhang Ming sat in a daze for a while, and finally ended with a sigh, telling him to accept someone who couldn't even speak a single word as a mother immediately. It was obviously impossible, but he had killed her son's soul and taken over his body, so could he just leave.

"Let nature take its course." Zhang Ming thought.

Training was the most important task at hand. From the window, he could already see the cruelty of this world. Without powerful strength, there was no way to survive in this world.

Zhang Ming once again entered his inner sight. He didn't immediately enter his head to look for a storage point for origin energy. Instead, he got more familiar with this body, such as its organs, skeleton, blood flow, and the distribution of scales.

At this time, he suddenly realized that something was amiss. He extended his consciousness out, and saw a white diamond pendant standing between his two organs, unable to move. The pendant was the Little Blue Dragon's treasure that covered him.

Zhang Ming's heart skipped a beat. The treasure had followed him to another world, so he probably lost contact with the Little Blue Dragon, so he couldn't take it for himself. However, the treasure was still stuck there, at least he didn't have the ability to take it out now.

The first thing Zhang Ming noticed was that there was a black object floating on the center of his brows that was even smaller than a bean. He focused his consciousness to observe the black crystal, and only then did Zhang Ming realize that the inside of the crystal was still empty. There was only one or two balls of gas floating inside, and the outer layer was wrapped in a small black film, making it look like a crystal.

Subconsciously, Zhang Ming felt that this gaseous black lens seemed to contain endless potential, and the gas inside was obviously a type of energy. However, it was still very weak at the moment, is this the source energy storage point?

Zhang Ming quickly discovered that there were countless similar gases being transported to the black hidden body from all parts of his body. After the examination of the thin film outside the black gas, some of them were received, some of them were eliminated, and some of them were carried out regularly. At this moment, Zhang Ming finally believed that this was the place he was looking for.

Now, all he had to do was cultivate and transform his body. He had to transform his body into a dragon that could transform itself into a dragon before it became a dragon, and at that time, the path of cultivation would be much easier. At the very least, he could cultivate according to the instructions in the Winged Dragon Spell.

Perhaps teleportation was a type of luck for him. At least, he wouldn't have to worry about being hunted and could concentrate on his cultivation.

First level of the Winged Dragon Spell, Scaled up. This first step was not difficult for the carp, but right now, he was a lizard, no, a dragon. As for the Western Gigantic Dragons, Zhang Ming had a good understanding of them, ever since he knew that he had transmigrated, he knew that he was not a lizard but a so-called Western Giant Dragon.

At the same time, Western Dragons were also slightly larger than lizards. This was Zhang Ming's point of view, which was why he wanted to transform his body as soon as possible to become a flashy Eastern Divine Dragon.

To change the scales, one had to cultivate a force to push them forward. This power was the Dragon Essence power, and was also the foundation of cultivation. Scaling was only a form of form and title, and what truly affected one's strength was what he called the fundamental Dragon Essence power.

Scaling up required Dragon Essence's power, so transforming the body also required Dragon Essence's power. So at this moment, Zhang Ming was trying to follow the first layer of the Winged Dragon Spell's first layer to start training, first, it was to sense the Innate Qi that was inherent in them, and when Zhang Ming observed the black lens, he already felt it, and at this moment, he had already slowly tried to control the energy and run according to the route stated in the Winged Dragon Spell. Although his body was different now, he found that there were many aspects where the Innate Qi was compatible.

The cooked meat in front of him had been changed several times, and mature women had also come several times. They found that Zhang Ming did not wake up, so it was normal for the Dragon clan to sleep for a long time.

The residents of the city were naturally happy, but the rumors were still circulating. Many people were saying that the food poisoning of the dragon had damaged the brain, and this rumor had just been discussed, but it was spread quickly throughout the entire city, even in the surrounding areas. The people could not help but sigh, as it turned out, rumors about the dragons were spreading as fast as humans.

This rumor was indeed correct. Xiao Long was indeed poisoned by food, but not only did it poison his brain, it also poisoned his soul. Now, Xiao Xiaolong, Wei Jia, has changed his body for the second time.

Half a year had passed, yet Zhang Ming still hadn't stepped out of the room. In this half year, besides training and eating, he just sat in a daze at the window, looking like this. Even Xiaolong's mother started to doubt the rumors, and several times during this period of time, she even invited weird doctors to help her, but only after Zhang Ming waved his little paws and started dancing, did her mother stop asking for doctors.

The Dragon Essence in his body had become many times thicker than before, and the black crystal between his brows had also become darker and darker. The gas inside the lens was denser, and the crystal was bigger than before as well. Zhang Ming had a feeling that as long as the gas in the black crystal was completely filled, the first layer of the scale would also be complete.

Unfortunately, for example, when it came to carp, the body's cultivation speed was still much slower. In half a year's time, the body had not been transferred from an Innate Qi to one that could absorb Heaven And Earth Vital Energy.

He woke up this time and felt that his power had reached the top of a small bottle. Although the Dragon Essence was still increasing, it was very slow and it was not something that could be done just by practicing like this every day. He decided to go out and take a look, and also to learn the language and lifestyle here.

The goatee old man stared blankly at Wei Jia who was dancing in the small dragon dance, his mind was a little muddled, in the end he confirmed one fact, the little prince was really poisoned by that damn unknown thing.

After more than half an hour of struggle, the goatee old man finally knew what Zhang Ming wanted to do. Going out, the little prince was finally going out to play, this was such a happy thing. The goatee old man quickly made the arrangements and informed Supreme Dragon and his wife.

Zhang Ming didn't expect him to only want to go out and wander the streets to get to know the local customs and so on, but he was left in a daze for a while standing by the door. Finally, Long Zun had already approved, and the madam didn't say anything, a few guards who looked unusually strong and fierce walked in from the passage, and then Zhang Ming dizzily followed them. Fortunately, there was a goat-like old man following them, otherwise, Zhang Ming would have thought that they were just abducting a young dragon.

The road in the outer city was much wider than what he saw from the window back then. Lizards and people of all shapes and sizes were shuttling back and forth on the street, trading in all kinds of things that he hadn't seen before. They were all looking at Zhang Ming's team with complicated eyes, some afraid, some worried.

The more he looked, the more boring it became. Other than a few black lizards and most of the disgusting people, there was nothing along the way, not even a beauty was seen. He faintly returned to the inner city.

His mother was still as pretty as ever. Zhang Ming thought of his mother and felt a little warmth in his heart. For the past six months, he had often seen his mother sitting by his bed when he woke up from training.

"As long as I have a mother, I will have a father," Zhang Ming suddenly thought in his heart.

Ever since he came here, he had never seen that man again. But for some reason, Zhang Ming remembered it so clearly, could it be that it was the memories of a dragon? No, he searched for so long but couldn't find the slightest memory of a dragon, as if that man was unforgettable.

In a daze, the team suddenly stopped. Zhang Ming looked up curiously and was shocked. It was that man.

At this moment, the man who made it hard for people to forget his appearance was standing opposite him. Behind him stood his beautiful mother. It seemed like these two people were waiting for him on purpose.

Zhang Ming was a bit scared and guilty. After all, he killed their child's soul and took their body. Then, he thought that if he didn't say it, who would know that their body had changed owners?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming became confident again. He raised his head and looked at the man with his golden eyes.

Zhang Ming felt more and more breathless, and his body felt a little weak. A kind of fear slowly rose from the depths of his heart, and it seemed that there was a voice in his heart telling him, "You can't lose, you can't lose. No one in this world can make you submit, you should stand up proudly."

A strong belief was firmly planted in his heart and took root.

Finally, Zhang Ming did not lower his head under the man's pressure and fainted.

"Yakla, what did you do to my son? If something happens to my son, I'm not done with you." The woman whom Zhang Ming thought was his mother rolled her eyes, hugged Zhang Ming dotingly and said fiercely.

"Julija, what do you mean your son? Is little Wei Jia not my son? Isn't this testing our son's courage? Hahaha, not bad, not bad at all, you can still stand tall even under my dragon's might. You are truly worthy of being my son." Yakla laughed loudly, looking extremely excited.

"Hmph." Julija snorted. Ignoring her narcissistic husband, she said to the old goat man, "Cafu, I will bring Wei Jia back to his room. Prepare some cooked meat for him."

"Yes, ma'am." Cafu replied respectfully.

"Wait, Julija, you said that Wei Jia always eats cooked food these days?" Akela asked his wife, who was about to leave.

"That's right, Wei Jia really doesn't like eating raw meat." Julija said.

Yaquan frowned and said, "Eating cooked food will wipe out Wei Jia's wildness, I think …"

"raw meat, Wei Jia doesn't like to eat at all. If there's no wild nature, then there's no wild nature. I don't want Wei Jia to be like you, only knowing how to fight and kill. Violent, hmph." Julija interrupted her husband and insisted.

Yakla smiled bitterly. He understood his wife's temperament the best. There was no point in discussing this matter.