From Yueyang to Xiangyin.

The Yangtze River, Dongting Lake and Xiang River converge into one, creating a water system that is rarely seen in the world.

Among them are Zijiang River, Yuanshui River and Lishui River, collectively known as Three Rivers, Four Rivers and One Lake.

Especially Dongting, which was called Yunmeng, Jiujiang and Chonghu in ancient times. The name Yunmengze was first recorded in Records of the Grand Historian, Zhou Li and Erya.

The Hanyang Chronicles clearly states that "the clouds are in the north of the river, and the dreams are in the south of the river", so the northern and southern lakes are collectively called Yunmeng.

After the Warring States Period.

The Yunmeng Lake is divided into two parts, north and south. The south of the river is still a large lake, but the north of the river has become a swamp.

Plus there is a big mountain in the lake.

It is called Dongting, or Junshan.

Therefore, from then on, the word "Yunmeng" was replaced by "Dongting".

For the group, taking the water route can also reach the outskirts of Xiangyin City, but it will take a lot more time.

The green mountains are just around the corner, and I can’t wait to go home.

Even the calmest Kunlun could not hide his excitement.

This was the first time in all these years that he had been away from Zhuangzi for such a long time. All in all, it had been almost five months, almost half a year.

It only takes half a day to ride across the long dike.

The vast and misty Dongting Lake appeared in everyone's sight.

Looking from several miles away, water vapor covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

Even though they have seen it countless times, every time they pass by this place, they can't hide their shock.

"Manager Chen, it is said that there must be dragons swimming in the big swamps. This Yunmeng Swamp stretches for 800 miles. Is there a real dragon?"

Unconsciously.

Everyone has arrived at the foot of Yueyang Tower.

This ancient building was first built in the 20th year of Jian'an in the Eastern Han Dynasty. It is located on the lakeside, overlooking Dongting Lake and Junshan Mountain in front. However, it was burned down by wars and fires throughout the dynasties and had to be rebuilt more than ten times.

The Yueyang Tower they saw now was renovated in the sixth year of the Guangxu period.

It has only been more than 30 years to this day.

The glazed golden roof and the interlaced rafters are solemn, majestic and magnificent.

On the rosewood carved screen hanging in the middle of the second floor is engraved the Yueyang Tower Inscription handwritten by a calligrapher of the previous dynasty.

The group went upstairs to take a rest.

At this moment, standing with my hands behind my back on the second-floor corridor, I can overlook the Dongting Lake. I feel the vastness of the lake, the clearness of the river and the calmness of the sea, and I can faintly see thousands of sails passing by.

You can enjoy the scenery by boat or go fishing in a boat.

A small island can be seen in the mist in the far distance.

It was Junshan Island.

Chen Yulou looked at the island from afar. Because it was too far away and it had been raining for the past few days, the lake was filled with fog and he could hardly see anything.

I don’t know whether Uncle Yu ordered anyone to go to the island.

An island in the 800-li Dongting Lake.

It is simply a perfect paradise.

Even if there is war or chaos, you can still be safe.

After searching for so long, Junshan Island was his first choice, followed by Zhalong Mountain, and then the overseas islands.

Nowadays, when practicing, people can easily enter a state of meditation for several days.

He could clearly sense that the time passed, the seclusion would last longer.

This is why before setting out for the Western Regions, he gave a secret order to Uncle Yu, who was guarding the manor, to send people to the island to make plans first.

He was thinking.

The remaining few people also looked at the scenery of the lake in amazement.

The vast lake is endless, with clouds in the sky and water in the bottle.

The old foreigner subconsciously recalled the scene when he was looking at Fuxian Lake outside the ancient city of Jianshui that day.

There are many rumors in southern Yunnan.

Wherever there are rivers, lakes or swamps, there are dragons in charge.

Whether it is snakes, pythons, vipers, dragons, fish, turtles or crocodiles, they can all be considered as such.

Now the lake before him is even more majestic than Fuxian Lake, so it is no wonder that he would think so.

"There are actually quite a few rumors about the dragon in Dongting Lake."

"As early as the ancient times, there were records in the Classic of Mountains and Seas that the Sibu Xiang and Bashe both lived in Yunmeng Lake, but the mythological color was too strong to distinguish the truth from the false."

"But the Yueyang Chronicles, Miluo Chronicles, and Xiangyin Chronicles all have clear records about the Dongting dragon."

"Many of the older generation have sworn that they saw it with their own eyes."

Chen Yulou grew up in Xiangyin since childhood.

How could I not have heard of the rumors about the Dongting Lake monster?

There are dozens of different versions.

But whether seen with one's own eyes or heard from others, the Dongting water monster is almost always like a snake or a dragon, with a broad head, a stout body, and covered with scales.

This is almost identical to the legendary dragon.

Therefore, Chen Yulou concluded that there must be a dragon hidden in the lake.

As for whether he could transform into a real dragon, he couldn't guarantee it.

After all, even the thousand-year-old dragon in Fuxian Lake only saw a glimmer of opportunity and decided to try to escape after obtaining a piece of real dragon bone.

"Also, don't forget Lu Zu's song Tanzhou Hehui."

"A sword flew into the air, and the old dragon was awakened from his sleep in Dongting Lake."

Chen Yulou stood with his hands behind his back, reciting ancient poems softly.

What appeared before his eyes was Lü Dongxuan crossing the water with a sword on his back. The sword flew out, leaving a white mark on the surface of the lake, and the sleeping dragon in the water palace was immediately awakened.

How magnificent it is.

"It's true."

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see it, otherwise..."

The old foreigner's eyes lit up.

He was actually just saying it casually.

"What else?"

Chen Yulou's lips curled up into a smile, "Hunting dragons again, eating dragon meat and drinking dragon blood?"

"It's not impossible."

On that day at Longtan Mountain, they dismembered the dragon's body and bones, leaving only the dragon's essence and blood for later use. In addition, the dragon's blood was too strong, so even warriors did not dare to take it easily.

They ate every bit of the dragon meat they had removed, and they all ate a lot.

But, if we really compare them.

In terms of taste, the green-scaled snake meat from Zhalong Mountain is better.

"You are quite arrogant now."

Hear the words.

Chen Yulou's eyes twitched.

Killing the dragon at Longtan Mountain seems simple, but that is because they have the best timing and location. If it had not been suppressed for hundreds of years, with the Buddhist weapon Vajra hanging down to dissipate the evil spirit from its body day and night, they would not have been able to succeed so easily.

Those who can truly reach the level of a dragon.

It’s okay to be born as a dragon.

If they were to transform step by step, each one could be called an eternal monster.

It takes 500 years for a snake to turn into a python, 500 years for a python to turn into a viper, and 500 years for a viper to turn into a dragon.

It took thousands of years to reach that point.

How could it be easy to slay a dragon?

"Aren't you here, Shopkeeper Chen?"

The old foreigner grinned.

However, when Yang Fang heard the casual conversation between the two, his heart began to beat wildly.

What does it mean to slay the dragon again, eat its flesh and drink its blood?

Could it be that this group of people had been here once before?

It's okay to kill the snake.

He also saw it with his own eyes when he was in the Ancient City of Jingjue.

But Dragon Slayer...

Isn't that something that only immortals like Lu Zu in mythology and legends can do?

What's more, he grew up by the Yellow River and had heard many rumors about dragons causing chaos, and even about the Dragon-Suppressing Pond and the Dragon-Locking Well, but he had never heard of anyone daring to claim to kill a dragon.

"No, wait."

After the old foreigner finished speaking, Yang Fang finally couldn't suppress the shock in his heart. He grabbed his shoulders, his brows almost twisted into one.

"Kill the dragon?"

At this moment, his tone seemed a little strange because of surprise.

"You kid aren't..."

The old foreigner frowned subconsciously.

But just as he said this, he suddenly remembered that Yang Fang did not accompany him on the trip to Zhalong Mountain. In addition, the journey was too long, spanning several provinces and thousands of miles, and also involved the Zhuchen Pearl.

But at that time, Yang Fang had not yet entered the state of cultivation.

For him, slaying demons and monsters was too shocking, let alone slaying a dragon.

So, this kid really had no idea about this matter from beginning to end.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

"No, have you really eaten dragon meat?"

Seeing his expression change, Yang Fang knew what had happened. His eyes widened suddenly and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.

The old foreigner couldn't hide it either, so he nodded.

time.

Yang Fang was like a badger in the fields.

He asked repeatedly, no longer paying attention to the beautiful scenery of the lake in front of him.

"Mom, how does it taste? Do you have any more? They say there is dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. I haven't had the chance to eat grandma's donkey meat many times. It's you who even eat dragon meat."

“It tastes just like that.”

The old foreigner felt a headache. If he had known this would happen, he would not have been so mean.

If this kid knew about this, you can imagine that there would be a lot of noise and chaos.

"That's all?"

"No, do you have any more? Give me half a pound to try."

If there weren't so many people here.

Given his temper, he had to take off the bamboo basket that the old foreigner never took off and have a look at it.

"One and a half pounds, are you crazy?"

Although the black dragon that day was of an astonishing size, it was a monster after all, so the group didn't dare to eat it as a snake. They only took the best piece and roasted it to share.

The remaining part is dried into jerky and kept as food along the way.

It had been eaten up completely.

If there is anything left behind, it would only be a few bottles of dragon blood.

Used to feed two armored beasts.

"This is all I have. Do you want to try it?"

After hesitating for a long time, he took out a porcelain bottle the size of a palm.

"What the hell?"

Yang Fang frowned, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes.

"You'll know if you take a look."

Hearing this, Yang Fang took the bottle in his hand without any delay and gently pulled out the cork with a bang. In an instant, an extremely pungent smell of blood rushed into his mouth and nose from the bottle.

In that bloody energy, there was also a hint of murderous aura.

It was like a tiger roaring and choosing its prey to devour.

Even though Yang Fang had already pushed the door open and entered, under the impact of the murderous aura, his entire face changed suddenly, and he felt blood all over his body, which was completely frozen at this moment.

"This……"

"Dragon blood?"

He was quite knowledgeable and understood it immediately. He frowned and whispered.

"Yeah, that's all the good stuff we have. Why don't you try it?"

The old foreigner shrugged, a smile on his face.

to be frank.

For a moment, Yang Fang was really tempted, but the pungent smell of blood, like a knife cutting his throat, made him afraid to act rashly.

How is this eating raw meat and drinking blood different from that of savages?

"never mind."

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Fang dismissed the idea in his mind.

"Didn't Manager Chen say that there are also dragons in Dongting Lake? It won't be too late to eat dragon meat then."

"also."

Listen to the two of them talking to each other.

It seemed as if slaying the dragon was a done deal.

A question mark slowly emerged in Chen Yulou's mind. Are these two guys thinking too highly of him? A mountain king in the deep mountains and a water dragon in the big lake.

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