After thinking about this possibility, I became excited. I tried to call the Black Flood Dragon to confirm it. However, after calling several times, the Black Flood Dragon ignored me. It lifted its head and roared at the old Daoist. After five minutes, the Black Flood Dragon finally calmed down. Its giant body curled into a ball as if it was tired.
At this moment, I called out again. The black flood dragon finally heard my voice. It turned its head and looked at me with its two large black eyes. It seemed to be at a loss.
Looking at its eyes, I confirmed that it was the Serpent Spirit!
When Nangong brought the Serpent Spirit back to me on Mount Huangguan, the Serpent Spirit's body had changed greatly. It had turned into a small snake. It was said that the old witch from Yunnan had fed it a venomous insect spirit to help it shed its snake body. However, before that, the Serpent Spirit was a big black snake. Every time it looked at me, it looked exactly the same. It gave me a strong sense of familiarity.
However, when I saw the Serpent Spirit's blank face, I was a little nervous.
Fortunately, after a few seconds, the blank look in the Serpent Spirit's eyes disappeared. It looked happy. It craned its head from a distance and came close to me, rubbing its head against my body.
I could finally relax. It seemed the transformation didn't affect the Serpent Spirit too much. At least, its memory hadn't changed. It still remembered who I was.
While I was feeling happy, the Serpent Spirit lifted its head one more time. Its coiled body spread out, and its tail propped itself on the water surface. Its giant body stood on its hind legs, and it was as tall as the Dragon Gate Mountain. Its big head looked at the old Daoist on the mountain peak. Its red mouth parted, but it didn't bite. Instead, it quacked like a duck.
"Old Ox, your Grandpa Snake … No, your Grandpa Dragon was born to be a dragon!
You damn Ox, you dared to hit your Grandpa Dragon off the mountain!
Hahaha, so what?
Didn't your Grandpa Dragon successfully transform into a dragon?
If you have the guts, why don't you hit your Grandpa Dragon again?
Hit me! Hit me! "
This fellow had become a flood dragon, but his cheap temper did not change. As he spoke, he even moved his big head closer to the old Taoist at the top of the mountain, looking like he was not stingy at all.
I understood how he felt. What he had been pursuing his whole life was denied by someone else. That kind of resentment. At this moment, he was just complaining a little. It was already kind. If it were me, I might even want to destroy the entire Daoist Master's sect.
However, the Snake Spirit had just successfully transformed into a dragon, so its strength was probably not a match for the Old Daoist. It would be troublesome if the Old Daoist really made a move on it with such an arrogant look.
I was worried, but the old Daoist didn't seem to hear me. Although he was looking at the snake, his mind wasn't there.
The Snake Spirit scolded him for a long time, but the old Daoist didn't budge. Perhaps he felt bored. Eventually, the Snake Spirit let go of the old Daoist. It left the lake and went to the shore. Then, it lay down next to Zhang Kanwen and me.
At this moment, the Daoist at the top of the mountain sighed. His eyes moved away from the Snake Spirit and lowered his head to look at his right hand. Then, he lifted his head to look at the empty sky. He said, "I thought that if an animal could transform into a dragon, it would have to go through my Dragon Point Brush. I didn't expect that all living things would have their own destiny. However … However, if the Heavens didn't allow it, how could it have such a destiny?"
I lifted my head to look. The Daoist was holding a scarlet wolf hair brush that was half a foot long in his right hand.
It looked similar to the Yin-Yang Yama Brush in my hand.
From what he said, it should be the Dragon Point Brush. Could it be that the Daoist said that he could control the animals in this world and turn them into dragons through this scarlet Dragon Point Brush?
While I was thinking, the Daoist waved the horsetail whisk in his left hand and put away the Dragon Point Brush. The puzzled expression on his face disappeared a little, and he sighed again. "Forget it. If you're not in the right position, you don't need to worry about the right things. You little snake, since you have such a destiny, I'll help you. You just need to remember that after you transform into a dragon, you need to control the evil energy in your heart. You need to calm your mind and cultivate to reach the Great Path.
If you run amok and cause trouble in this world, the Dragon Point Brush in my hand will be enough to send you to the mortal world! "
At first, he sighed with emotion, but later, he stared at the Snake Spirit and scolded it.
The Snake Spirit was a clever fellow. Just now, it was angry and cursing. However, when it saw the Daoist's stern face, it lowered its head and didn't say a word. It made people feel that it was very respectful.
However, the Daoist didn't want it to answer. After scolding it, he turned around and floated away. His figure disappeared from the mountain peak.
After he left, the Snake Spirit lifted its head and laughed. Then, it said excitedly to Zhang Kanwen and me with its hoarse voice, "I succeeded in transforming into a dragon. Haha, I succeeded in transforming into a dragon!"
Zhang Kanwen didn't have much contact with the Snake Spirit. When he saw the Snake Spirit's unrestrained appearance, he was surprised and looked at me.
I angrily reached out and patted the Snake Spirit's head. "All right, I know you succeeded in transforming into a dragon.
It's strange. Although you used to be annoying, your voice wasn't that bad. Why do you sound like a duck quacking now? "
When the Snake Spirit heard my analogy, it got angry. "Who quacked like a duck?
Who quacked like a duck?
Grandpa Snake … No, Grandpa Dragon, it's because I've reconstructed my body. I'm not familiar with the structure of my body yet … Even so!
Grandpa Dragon's voice is a dragon's roar. How can it be a duck's quacking? "
I relaxed after he successfully transformed into a dragon. I found it funny. Just as I was about to joke with him, I suddenly remembered that he was talking about reconstructing his body. I quickly lifted my head and looked at his hundred-meter-long body. Then, I extended my hand and pressed on his body. As expected, it was completely different from the previous phantom body. The Snake Spirit's current body was real.
I couldn't stay calm anymore. "You really reconstructed your body … But you're so big now. How are you going to follow me?
If I bring you along, I'm afraid I'll scare a lot of people. "
When the Snake Spirit heard that, his huge snake face was filled with disdain. He immediately said, "Snake … Grandpa Dragon will teach you a lesson. Watch carefully!"
As soon as he said that, the fellow's huge body disappeared. I lowered my head to take a look and discovered that he had actually turned into a small snake that was as thick as a chopstick. He looked much more exquisite, especially the horn on his head that had just started to bulge out, making him look rather cute.
However, his voice didn't change much. It was still the same quacking of a duck. He chuckled and said, "Changing size is just a common divine power. You're someone who's about to become a Heaven Master, but you're so shallow!"
I gritted my teeth. Today was his big day of transforming into a dragon. I'd let him be smug for a while. I'd better not call Tong Tong out.
The Snake Spirit didn't have any intention of restraining himself. He leaped up and landed on my shoulder. He pointed his tail at my back and said, "Plus, don't you have the Ink Dragon Drawing on your back? I can still possess you. I don't know what you're worried about."
Then, his body sank down and he disappeared on my shoulder. At the same time, his hoarse voice appeared in my head again.
"Alright, Grandpa Dragon is tired. Go do whatever you need to do. Grandpa Dragon wants to rest for a while."
With that, his voice disappeared completely, as if he had gone to sleep.
I wanted to ask him if he had comprehended any new divine powers after transforming into a dragon, but seeing how tired he was, I let him rest.
Zhang Kanwen and I didn't stay for long. After we left the mountain, we headed in the direction of Anyang.
It was only a one to two days' journey from Luoyang to Anyang. Since there was still some time before the Spring Sacrifice, we weren't in a hurry. We stayed in Luoyang City that night.
The next morning, the Snake Spirit seemed to have rested enough and recovered his energy. He jumped out of the Ink Dragon Drawing and excitedly demonstrated the new divine power that he had obtained after transforming into a Flood Dragon. I took a look. He could only spit out a black flame. Since his cultivation was still low, the power of the black flame was very ordinary. There wasn't anything surprising about it. However, the Snake Spirit had said that after transforming into a Flood Dragon, one's power wouldn't be increased overnight. Instead, he would slowly comprehend more divine powers.
I nodded and didn't ask anything else. Instead, I told him about what had happened yesterday.
I had a question in my heart. The old Daoist who claimed to be from the Dragon Gate Temple was telling the truth. It seemed that he was in charge of beasts transforming into dragons. However, the Snake Spirit was the same as when I was in Glory of Consciousness. He hadn't gotten the old Daoist's approval, but he had succeeded in transforming into a Flood Dragon. Not only was the old Daoist confused, but even I couldn't understand it.
After asking the Snake Spirit, he didn't seem to care at all. He waved his hand and said, "Before this, he had already shed his snake body and swallowed the blood of a Xiang Liu. A Xiang Liu is an ancient beast with extraordinary power. Even without the old Daoist's approval, why couldn't he succeed in transforming into a Flood Dragon?