The Lightning Pool of Creation, the pool that gathered the fortune of heaven and earth!
Even without Daphne's explanation, Fang Xing himself could see the fortune of the pool through the Yin Yang Godly Demon Mirror.
He also saw the records on the stone tablet. Originally, he planned to bring the red dragon through the ninth stage and find the lightning pool to heal it. He didn't expect that the path to heaven would be cut off. However, there was still a strand of celestial opportunity left behind for the person who passed the eighth stage. The only strand of celestial opportunity was the lightning pool. This pool stole the fortune of heaven and earth. If one slept in it, not only could it nourish the celestial body, but it could also refine the soul. It could even allow one to comprehend the Dao of heaven and earth. When one woke up, there was a chance that one could become a celestial.
The reason why the Heaven Grudge Ancestor could survive for thousands of years in an environment without food, water, or spiritual energy was because of the aura of this pool.
Just the strands of aura alone were so magical. If one slept in this pool, how great would the fortune be?
Calling it a celestial opportunity was not wrong at all.
From Daphne's point of view, Fang Xing was extremely lucky. It was definitely worth it to risk his life for this pool.
However, he didn't expect that Fang Xing would look at the Lightning Pool of Creation and not be tempted at all. Instead, he wanted to put the red dragon into the pool.
"Little brat, little brat, listen to me. The stone tablet has clearly stated that the path to Heaven has been severed. This pool is the only opportunity in the Taishang orthodoxy. Moreover, the fortune of this pool is far beyond your imagination. Don't be fooling around. This Creation Thunder Pool can only allow one person to slumber. If you let this dragon in, it's hard to say whether or not it can be saved. Most importantly, even if it fails, the pool's liquid will be tainted and its spirituality will be completely destroyed. Are you going to hand over such a great fortune to someone else just for a little hope?"
The red feather yelled in the air, "Think carefully, don't let your emotions affect your decisions … Let me put it bluntly. The red dragon is close to you, but it doesn't really have any feelings for you. It's because its soul is injured and its mind is in a mess, so it's naturally close to the dragon aura on your body. In fact, it doesn't even know you. Even if you give it such a great fortune, it might not even know who you are after its spirituality recovers. Why do you have to do this …"
"You old bastard, you're still so long-winded after your resurrection …"
Fang Xing sighed. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the scarlet feather, turning it into powder.
"Little bastard, you're wasting God's gift recklessly …"
Even when the remnant of the soul dissipated, Daphne's angry thoughts did not stop.
"I'm not stupid. How could I not know that the one Doggie is close to isn't me, but the Dragon Ball?"
Fang Xing gave a wry smile and turned to look at the red dragon. The red dragon also turned its head slightly and looked at him cautiously. It seemed to feel that Fang Xing was different from his usual laughing and scolding appearance. He was a little afraid of him. This kind of fear was very similar to how a junior behaved towards an elder. In other words, it regarded Fang Xing as the old Dragon King who once possessed the Dragon Ball, who used to be its closest elder.
"But, even so, I can't bear to see it die … After all, this bastard is too stupid. It can risk its life for me. It doesn't recognize anyone but me. It treats me as its only relative in this world. No matter how much of a bastard I am, how can I watch it die? Isn't it just a fortune? Since you need it, I'll give it to you … "
Listening to Fang Xing's long sighs, the red dragon tilted its head weakly and looked at him quietly.
"Hehe, you son of a b * tch are in luck …"
Fang Xing gave a wry smile, slapped the red dragon, stared into its eyes and said, "Don't look at how good you are to me now. After you regain your consciousness, you may treat me as a stranger … However, I can't always let you follow me like a dog. You are a dragon, not a loach, not a dog. You will eventually fly to the Ninth Heaven …"
As he spoke, he fell silent for a long time.
The red dragon raised its head slightly and looked at him with its big eyes. It inexplicably felt a little sad.
"Go … Wait, I'll leave some for myself first …"
Fang Xing suddenly stood up. Just as he was about to push the red dragon into the thunder pool, he seemed to have thought of something. He squatted beside the thunder pool and took out a storage bag, wanting to store some thunder liquid. However, he didn't expect that the storage bag or the Heavenly Abode Ring would shatter the moment it touched the thunder liquid. It couldn't store the thunder liquid that contained the fortune of heaven and earth. Fang Xing was a little disappointed, but he couldn't drink it first.
This thunder pool of fortune already had spirituality. Living beings couldn't stain it. Once touched, the spirituality inside would change.
After trying a few containers, he found that the other magic tools didn't work. The gourd that Uncle Eleven gave him to store spiritual wine was fine. He filled the gourd and looked at the red dragon. He knew that it was time to send it down. However, he pondered for a while and took out a flying sword. He carved the word 'Fang' on the red dragon's two horns and 'Xing' on the left and 'Xing' on the right.
After that, he laughed and said, "It'll be hard for you bastard not to recognize me in the future. Get lost, no matter if it's a few hundred years or a few thousand years later, if you don't recognize me when we meet again, I'll pull out your dragon tendon!"
After saying that, he lifted his leg and kicked the red dragon into the thunder pool of fortune.
The red dragon was startled. Using its last bit of strength, it wanted to jump out again. Fang Xing hurriedly shouted, "Go back!"
In the end, the red dragon was still afraid of him. It curled up in the thunder pool that was thirty meters wide and let the thunder qi of fortune submerge its body. This thunder liquid was naturally boundless, but it didn't feel good. The red dragon's body started to tremble. Just because Fang Xing didn't let it come out, it could only curl up in the pool. If Fang Xing wanted it to die, it would die without hesitation.
Gradually, the thunder liquid in the thunder pool submerged its body. The red dragon also gradually fell asleep.
The last scene in his eyes was Fang Xing scratching his head in annoyance. He cursed, "I suddenly feel a little regretful …"
When it woke up, the red dragon was no longer Da Gouzi. It was the third prince Ao Lie who moved unhindered across the four seas.
Fang Xing personally sent it into the thunder pool. He didn't know if this was the last time he saw Da Gouzi.
After sitting beside the pool for a while, Fang Xing sighed and stood up. He took out a few restrictions and placed them in the air above the thunder pool. Actually, after the red dragon fell asleep, the thunder pool had its own spiritual defense. Outsiders couldn't touch it. However, Fang Xing had to set it up himself before he could be at ease.
After dealing with these matters, he stood up and let out a long sigh. He was prepared to leave this place.
The road to heaven was cut off. This was something that no one expected. But since there was no other way, he could only leave.
However, just as Fang Xing had the thought of leaving, a stone tablet appeared on his left without a sound.
"Those who abandon the thunder pool, pass the nine trials!"
There was a row of big words on it. It was extremely eye-catching.
Fang Xing's eyes instantly widened. He stared blankly at the words on the stone tablet. It took him a long time to react.
Other than the row of words, there were also some smaller characters. They were explanations.
After reading it, Fang Xing was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He had never imagined that the ancient road to heaven would not be cut off. He had just passed the ninth trial …. Simply put, the ninth trial had something to do with the fortune of the thunder pool. The content was so simple that it made one's hair stand on end. Those who chose to sleep in the thunder pool would naturally be able to acquire the fortune of the thunder pool. However, those who chose to pass the ninth trial would be considered to have failed.
Only those who gave up on the thunder pool would be considered to have passed the ninth trial!
Because the ninth trial was a test of one's dao heart.
Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that the ninth trial was a trap.
Normally, when people saw that the road to heaven was cut off, and that they had acquired the fortune of the thunder pool, the only immortal opportunity left on the road, they would undoubtedly choose to sleep in the thunder pool. After all, sleeping for hundreds or even thousands of years would save them the time to cultivate. When they awoke, they would be able to achieve immortal ascension. Where else could they find such a good thing? Furthermore, they had worked so hard to get here. If they didn't choose the fortune of the thunder pool, would they be going home empty-handed?
However, if they chose the fortune of the thunder pool, it would be equivalent to failing the ninth trial.
This was because the Taishang Daoism believed that choosing to sleep in the thunder pool was equivalent to giving up on one's path to immortality.
Such people did not have a strong dao heart. Perhaps they could borrow the fortune of the thunder pool to become immortals, but they would not be the kind of immortals the Taishang Daoism was looking for.
Only those who planned to walk their own path to immortality step by step would be considered to have passed the nine trials and fulfilled the requirements.
After understanding this, even Fang Xing did not know whether to laugh or cry.
The Taishang Daoism's selection of disciples was too harsh.
"The first trial tested battle prowess, the second on formations, the third on talisman techniques, the fourth on alchemy techniques, the fifth on adaptability, the sixth on comprehension, the seventh on consciousness, and the eighth on … The chess game ended on its own after I killed Patriarch Heaven Abhorrer. Was it a test of courage, or luck? Who cares, it's not as crazy as the ninth trial … "
Fang Xing could not help but curse. "Using such a method to test one's dao heart? Are you choosing a disciple or a son-in-law? Is there such a person? Serves you Taishang Daoism right for not being able to find a disciple for tens of thousands of years. Is there anyone in this world who fits your requirements? If there is such a person, I'll be the first to chop him up. If such a person exists, will others still be able to live? "
Of course, they scolded him fiercely now, but later on, when everyone heard about the test of the Ancient Heavenly Road of the Primeval Daoist Orthodoxy, they would curse that the test was too insane, and that only those who were omnipotent and talented, who might only appear once in tens of thousands of years could pass the test, Fang Xing would always answer in an enigmatic and serious manner, "This young master is such a person …"
As he cursed, Fang Xing spat on the ground a few times to express his disdain for the Taishang Daoism.
However, just as he was feeling indignant, an extra piece of land suddenly appeared in the void in the distance. On that piece of land, there was a black altar that was nine hundred and ninety-nine feet tall. Although it was black, it looked extremely sacred. A stone path that led to the top of the altar slowly extended all the way to Fang Xing's feet.
"Is this the true fortune of the Taishang Daoism?"
Fang Xing suddenly shut his mouth and looked at the altar with goosebumps in his eyes.
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