Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

Bailong lay on the clouds basking in the sun, squinting at Bu Qingyun on the ground.

That day when Bu Qingyun wanted to rest, Bailong couldn't bear the dust from the ruined temple, and he didn't want to be bored alone with a dragon, so he left the ruined temple and wandered in the sea as usual.

He swam from east to west, and when he had enough time to swim and eat enough, when he was so free to use his tail to fly those ugly octopus in the deep sea to play, Lord Bailong suddenly remembered that Bu Qingyun gave half of the rice to Chi Xiao, The remaining half a handful of rice is not enough to feed the birds, and there is nothing else in the cloth bag.And Bu Qingyun didn't eat before the break, and it seemed that he didn't have anything to eat.

Bailong knew that mortals could easily die.

If you are starving, will Bu Qingyun disappear?

This thought frightened Bailong.

But he breathed a sigh of relief when he thought that Bu Qingyun knew how to use spells, and soon thought that Bu Qingyun was unwilling to use spells, so he raised his breath again.

This Bu Qingyun is really strange and troublesome!

Bailong has never been so emotionally affected by a mortal, such a novel experience, for some reason, made him a little bit annoyed.

He is a dragon, Bu Qingyun is a mortal, and the dignified Master Bailong will not be troubled by such mortals who are born, aged, sick and died one after another.

...But he didn't want Bu Qingyun to die either.

Bailong suddenly remembered that in the earliest days, those mortals who were more likely to die than now successfully domesticated wolves that could eat people.

They used torches to scare the wolves away, and when the wolves were running away, they joined hands to surround the single one, and drove it into the cage according to the planned route, without food or drink. The water was released until he was dying of hunger, and a piece of meat was beaten with a stick, slowly teaching the wolf to be obedient.

Now those obedient wolves are called dogs, and mortals raise them and live with them for generations.

Bailong rolled around on the bottom of the sea and made up his mind.

Starting today, he will raise Bu Qingyun.

This idea must be, a completely strange feeling emerged in Bai Long's heart. In the long life spent alone, it was the first time for him to connect himself with a mortal on the ground. He doesn't even know what changes it will bring to his Longsheng.

But what he knows is that just like a mortal domesticates a wolf, raise it!Bu Qingyun's first step is to master his food.

It's very simple.

The white dragon shook its body in the dark seawater at the bottom of the sea, getting ready, and swam out in the direction it came from.

He has the body-protecting spiritual power that naturally wraps the dragon body to open the way for him. Along the way, the dragon has not yet arrived, and the body-protecting spiritual power goes first. It is called a "rampage". .

Bailong returned to the ruined temple in a few breaths, leaving behind the sleeping Bu Qingyun, two of the most tender sea fish he had ever eaten.

Then he returned to the cloud and slept contentedly.

The next day, Bu Qingyun returned the fish to the sea because he didn't like killing and was a vegetarian.

Master Bailong was very angry, and flew back to the cloud with a flick of his tail.

He lay down in the cloud, looked at the beasts running around on the ground with four hooves, and thought that if Bu Qingyun caught those dirty beasts and wanted to eat them himself, would he be willing to eat them?

Thinking of this, Bailong calmed down again, ran to the mortal world to observe carefully for a while, went to the mortal fruit forest to pick two apples, and then went to find Bu Qingyun.

Bu Qingyun was helping an old peasant woman repair a bamboo sieve that day. He was sitting on a piece of bamboo in a bamboo grove. When he saw the man in white who suddenly appeared, he frowned. His eyes were more beautiful than usual, as if he was very happy to see him. To the appearance of Bailong.

Bailong didn't know why, but also felt happy about it, the two didn't talk, Bailong raised a piece of cloud and sat in mid-air, and Bu Qingyun who was sitting on the ground ate an apple.

It turns out that apples are sweet and delicious.

After eating, Bu Qingyun continued to take the knife provided by the old peasant woman, and thinly sliced ​​the bamboo slices that had been cut into equal lengths into bamboo strips, then weaved the bamboo strips into the holes in the bamboo sieve, weaved them horizontally and vertically, and finally repaired them. edge, lest the elderly be pricked by bamboo thorns when they are at home.

Although the work is small, it takes a long time, and it is a test of patience. Bu Qingyun has a sharp eye and quick hands, and is not impetuous at all. He patiently completes it step by step in order. I don't know where he learned it from.

After eating, Bailong remembered that these two apples were originally brought to Bu Qingyun. For some reason, when Bu Qingyun threw one of the apples to him just now, he had never eaten it before, but he subconsciously took it with his hand. Stay and eat with Bu Qingyun.

I was also very happy to eat.

Mortals eat one!Apple...maybe it will fill you up?

Because of a little guilt, Bailong didn't land on the ground, but sat on the cloud, facing Bu Qingyun who was working with his head bowed.

At the beginning, Bailong was curious about the work in Bu Qingyun's hands. Bu Qingyun's slender and strong fingers dexterously weaved new bamboo strips into the bamboo sieve in a certain order. After watching, Bailong's eyes moved to Bu Qingyun.

Bu Qingyun's hand injury had scabbed over, which was obviously due to the technique, but Bailong didn't understand why he didn't heal the injury completely, judging by the clean aura around Bu Qingyun, he could do it.

But Bailong didn't ask, and if he asked, it was probably some kind of nonsense about not abusing spells, so Bailong wouldn't jump into the same pit twice, thinking about it, he rolled his eyes vaguely.

The breeze blows, and the bamboo sea sways.

The sun shines through the gaps between the bamboos, and cannot fully illuminate the dense and dark bamboo sea, but the place where Bu Qingyun sits is a clearing cut by the villagers, and a beam of sunlight falls on him, making his eyebrows more gentle.

Bailong saw Bu Qingyun's pretty face from his pretty hands, and then saw his pretty neck from his pretty face, and suddenly remembered to ask, "Bu Qingyun, where did you come from?"

Bu Qingyun chuckled and replied, "I don't remember."

In the next moment, the transformed little white dragon flew in front of his eyes, blocking his sight, gritted his teeth viciously, and said, "How can you not remember!"

"Then", Bu Qingyun pressed down a piece of bamboo strips, and lightly picked up the next piece, "Where do you come from, do you remember?"

He was formed by the convergence of the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth. When he was born, he was in chaos. How could he remember it?

Xiao Bailong turned his head to think for a while, and quickly retorted firmly: "I'm different, I'm a dragon, my lord is bigger than your grandpa's grandpa!"

Bu Qingyun listened to Xiao Bailong imitating ordinary people's cruel words, and even came to call himself "my lord". He was so cute that he couldn't help laughing and coughing. Then, before Xiao Bailong was about to show his teeth again, he reached out and touched him gently. The little paw in front of him seemed to be seriously answering: "I've lived a long time, too."

Bailong doesn't believe it, he has never seen a mortal who can live for a long time, at most it is only close to a hundred, which is the longest life among mortals.

Bu Qingyun persuaded him with reasonable grounds: "You just lie on the cloud and watch it very casually, maybe you missed some of them! Besides, I guess, you have never encountered any magic tricks before. mortals, aren't they?"

That's not bad.

Bailong was skeptical, but he was not very happy when Bu Qingyun circled him when he asked questions once or twice.

Bu Qingyun turned to Bai Long and asked, "Have you ever met someone like you and me before?"

Bai Long shook his head.

Bu Qingyun cut a piece of bamboo strips in half, and asked: "Then what interesting things have you seen while lying on the clouds?"

No one has ever asked this question, and Bailong never had the opportunity to talk about it, so Bu Qingyun successfully diverted his thoughts.He first thought about it for a while, and then when he said it, he felt a little eloquent. He would pat Bu Qingyun's arm with his tail when he was getting up, and Bu Qingyun was listening and working, even if he was whipped by the dragon tail, The hand holding the knife is still as steady as Mount Tai, and the bamboo strips cut out are not deflected at all.

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Bailong talked about the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of the mainland that were empty in the past, and how mortals took over his favorite sleeping places.

He is not interested in ordinary people, but after looking at it for many years, he still has some memories, but the memories are very vague.

He once saw a very delicate and beautiful waterwheel built by mortals in a certain place in the south; there was also a certain big river in the north, the surface of which was frozen by heavy snow for several days, he flew down and ate a lot of fish; and there was a dead man in the east He was a monarch, but the prince was poisoned and usurped by his younger brother. When he saw a thunder falling, he didn't know who he was trying to strike; and there was a steep mountain in the west where there were many fairy tales. The Chinese meal of the tiger and wolf.

One spoke happily, the other listened attentively, and Bu Qingyun would ask a few questions from time to time, which made Bai Long speak more happily.

When Bailong talked about having fun, he realized that he was hanging on Bu Qingyun's neck, tightly against Bu Qingyun's warm skin, and his breath smelled of Bu Qingyun and bamboo, but he couldn't even run himself. He couldn't even remember what was on Bu Qingyun's neck.

"Why are not you talking?"

Bu Qingyun put down the repaired bamboo sieve, looked down at the little white dragon hanging on his chest.

Eye to eye, Xiao Bailong froze in embarrassment, and then a cloud formed under his claws, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But the next day, Xiao Bailong still appeared in front of Bu Qingyun with two apples wrapped around his tail.

"Bu Qingyun! What are you doing!"