Dressed as a treasure hunter, I was spoiled by the gang in the villain's den.

"What did you say, that golden dragon is called Lingjun?"

As soon as Moushu mentioned Lingjun's name, Long Yi exploded and rushed towards Moushu. If Lu Li hadn't stopped him in time, there's no telling what he would have done.

Even so, there was something wrong with his overall state. He seemed to be so excited that he was about to faint, and he seemed to be trying hard to restrain something.

He was no longer afraid of Lu Li, so he stretched out his hand to push Lu Li away. In the end, Lu Li cast a restraining spell on him, and he had to stop.

However, his body stopped moving, but his mouth had no intention of stopping and kept mumbling.

"You said that dragon is called Lingjun, and that dragon is called Lingjun. It's really Lingjun. Did I hear you right? Really?"

These were the words that went back and forth, and he didn't reply when I asked him. He only made the senior brothers and sisters confused, wondering if he was overly excited.

There was no other way. In the end, the senior brothers and sisters had no choice but to silence his voice, and while taking him to the reception hall, they asked the head of the Dong family to invite other dragons over.

Soon, a group of dragons from the Dragon Clan rushed in. Seeing Long Yi's frozen appearance, one dragon with a hot temper raised his fists and came towards Lu Li without saying a word.

Fortunately, there was still a dragon with sense. Before its fist was about to hit Lu Li, the dragon was stopped by other dragons behind him.

One of the dragons with a kind-hearted face stood up: "I have met Yu Huang, Long Ji. Long Yi just has a straighter temper. If there is any offense, please forgive Yu Huang."

It was obvious that Long Ji knew Long Yi's temper and immediately apologized as soon as he came up.

Of course, there may be some intention to excuse Long Yi.

However, it was hard to say who was right and who was wrong in the matter before him. Lu Li could only reply to Long Ji first: "Second Elder, you're welcome," and then removed the Silencing and Holding Techniques from Long Yi's body. .

Just as he was about to continue explaining, he saw Long Yi, who had regained his freedom, start to move again, and with a swish, he ran away from the place.

It's just that his target this time is no longer sweet potatoes, but dragon millet.

With a whoosh, he threw himself on Long Ji, shouting excitedly: "Grandpa, the second elder, there is news about the little ancestor, news about the little ancestor Lingjun."

Long Ji was about to push him away, but paused when he heard the words and forgot his actions.

Then, he forgot to support himself hard, and was knocked down by Long Yi. With a bang, his back hit the ground hard, and so did his head.

Before he could cry out in pain, the big man Long Yi had already been smashed down.

Long Ji felt that there was an extra heavy burden on him, which almost made him breathless, and his head was buzzing.

With difficulty, he stretched out his hand to push the careless dragon away, and used his spiritual power to circulate for a week. Only then did Long Ji feel that he was alive.

Seeing Long Yi get up and want to pounce on him again, he didn't hesitate at all, just did the same thing as Lu Li just now, and threw it away with a holding technique.

So, Long Yi leaned forward with his heels off the ground, supported only by his toes.

After only a dozen breaths of time, he fell to the ground next to Long Ji with a bang, still with his face on the ground.

Just listening to that voice made people feel sour in their teeth. Whether it was Mianshu Lu Li or all the dragons, they all looked away unbearably.

Of course, Long Yi lived up to expectations and wailed: "Oh, it hurts me to death, Uncle Long."

Long Ji immediately answered: "Whose Uncle Long are you?"

Long Yi hesitated: "You are the uncle, you are the uncle." After a pause, he continued to surrender: "Grandpa, the Second Elder, I was wrong. Can you unlock the body-fixing technique for me?"

But Long Ji didn't do what he wanted. He waved his hand and turned Long Yi over.

Seeing the traces of him being taken out, I felt a little guilty, but it quickly dissipated. When I got down to business, I asked, "You just said there was news about our little ancestor. What's going on?"

Long Yi didn't offend this time, and his eyes drifted to Mianshu: "She knows that she still has something from her little ancestor."

In an instant, all the dragons present turned their attention to Moushu. Long Ji also smelled a trace of the dragon's breath before realizing it, and his eyes fell on the storage bag hanging on Moushu's waist.

He looked at the storage bag and finally looked at Miyatu, the question was obvious.

Moushu had long confirmed that they had no ill intentions towards Lingjun. After thinking about it, she still took out the dragon scales that Lingjun had given her before.

As soon as the dragon scales came out, the scent of the dragon clan became more obvious. Long Ji took a deep breath and immediately confirmed that this was the scent of their little ancestor, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"Where is the little ancestor? Is it still okay?" Before Mooshu could answer, he denied the second half of the sentence: "No, no, the little ancestor's soul lamp has been extinguished, and the dragon scales did not fall off naturally."

Speaking of this, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes turned slightly red, and he looked at Miyako: "Little ancestor, is it still alive?"

When he asked this question, his tone was very uneasy, and he looked at Moushu with a hint of fear and trepidation. He wanted to know the answer, but he seemed to be afraid of knowing the answer.

Seeing this, Moushu decided to give him a reassuring message first: "He's still alive." After a pause, he continued to add: "Currently, he only has a soul body."

In fact, Tutu has already told Moushu that Lingjun has cultivated well in Liuyue Sect over the years. When everyone goes out for training and encounters a treasure that can help him, he will try his best to bring it back to him.

Coupled with the fact that Moushu and Lu Li left him a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he was almost able to re-condensate his physical body.

However, after all, re-condensing the body is a matter of changing one's fate against the will of heaven. No one is completely sure that it will be successful.

If Lingjun cannot condense into a physical body in the end, then Lingjun may exist in the state of the soul clan in the future.

As for the soul race, for most spiritual cultivators, they are actually a type of alien race. Some old-fashioned races will even refuse to recognize these soul races as their own people because of this.

Moushu was not sure whether the Dragon Clan was among these races, so he couldn't hold back a little test.

If they minded, Moushu would not only not tell them where Lingjun was, but would also not take them to see Lingjun.

Thinking like this, Moushu's consciousness spread out quickly, staring closely at all the dragons present, waiting to see their reactions.

If any dragon shows rejection, the story that Moushu will tell next will be a different version, and it is impossible for them to know that Lingjun is in Dawei world and Liuyue Sect.

Anyway, she had just come back from the demon world, and if she adapted it casually based on her own experience, she didn't believe she could fool these dragons.

Even if she can't fool him, her senior brother is still here, Mooshu thought.

However, she ultimately failed to use the version she prepared to make nonsense of.

Because when the dragons present heard that Lingjun was now from the Soul Clan, none of them had a look of disgust in their eyes.

Not only did they not, their eyes were still full of love and affection. She was very sensitive to emotions. She could still sense whether they were acting or not.

Therefore, after Long Ji asked again, Mianshu glanced at the sound transmission jade token that had just been quietly connected.

After seeing the very simple word "can" above, she thought about it and finally told her what she knew about Lingjun's experience.

I don't know if it was because she was so gifted in telling stories, or because she was only halfway through the story, all the dragons present had tears in their eyes.

Even the sky outside, following the mood of these dragons, began to become dense with dark clouds. It was clear that it was a clear blue sky just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, it was already filled with dark clouds.

As Moushu continued to tell, one of the emotional female dragons could no longer hold back her emotions, and burst into tears with a "wow" sound.

Its cry was like pressing some switch. The wind and clouds suddenly changed, the wind roared, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell like a torrential downpour, accompanied by lightning.

Such a big movement startled all the tribes in front, and they couldn't help but wonder if the dragon tribe was fighting with the phoenix tribe behind.

Some people who like to gossip about good things want to sneak over and watch and eavesdrop.

Unfortunately, before he could reach the entrance, he was stopped by the Yu Clan guarding there.

Those who were thin-skinned turned around and went back after being stopped; some who were thick-skinned started to grab the Yu clan members who stopped them, trying to talk to them.

However, these Yu Clan don't know why the Dragon Clan is crying in their living room, and how they can answer their questions.