From the Red Mansion to Riding a Dragon to the Great Desolation

The jade bottle is a magic weapon, there are thirty thousand miles of ocean in it, the sea water is spiritual liquid, the spoils won by Mo Xuan in previous fights.

Chen Xi looked at the skeleton of an unknown giant beast lying at the bottom of the bottle, and just moved closer to the bottle mouth, and the wild and ferocious aura rushed straight into his mind.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

Little Bailong rolled up his belly in the water.

Chen Xi hurriedly fished out the little white dragon, which was to purify and soothe the nerves.

The little guy turned into a doll and fell asleep in Chen Xi's arms.

Mo Xuan poked Xiao Bailong's soft and waxy face, and said in surprise: "The skin is so thin!"

Xiao Bailong held Mo Xuan's fingers with his plump little hands, clicked his mouth, raised his eyelids and opened the slits to look, buried his face in Chen Xi's armpits, and continued to sleep with tears in his eyes.

Mo Xuan didn't dare to move.

too weak!He had never seen such a weak dragon!It's just a little snake with dragon spirit!

"Where's your "True Dragon Dao Jing"?" Chen Xi patted the little white dragon on the back to help sort out the disordered spiritual power, and urged Mo Xuan: "Take it out and look it up, and ask others how to raise the little dragon?"

"I asked." Mo Xuan thought of the Qingyang Longjun who liked to talk about the history of Longhei in the Taoist scriptures, and resisted taking the book, "The way to raise a real dragon has no reference."

The little guy stretched out comfortably and returned to his original shape.The fat white dragon is only two feet long, with all four claws, and the nails are still soft.

Chen Xi shrunk the little white dragon with the magical power of size and size, wrapped it around Mo Xuan's wrist, and looked at Huashan Mountain in the distance.

"There are people there who will raise them."

The top of Huashan, Tianchi.

Zhu Shusheng, the new Sidu Mulong Lord is holding a dragon whip and counting the number of dragons in the pool.

He counted three times, still only 490 nines.

"A small dragon is missing." Lord Sidu Mulong looked at the dozen or so subordinates kneeling by the pool with burning eyes, "One month will be the Hundred Flowers Festival, and the small dragon is a delicacy on the table of the gods. The God of Cooking has already prepared it for them Number. Find it quickly, otherwise you will have to transform into a dragon and take a liver instead!"

All the demons, gods and ghosts agreed in unison and scattered in all directions.

On the bank of Tianchi Lake, Lord Mulong Sidu looked at the various dragons swimming in the pool, and suddenly sneered: "The things on the plate are also worthy of being called dragons."

The group of dragons raised their heads and roared, stirring up waves in the Tianchi Lake.

Lord Mu Long waved his dragon whip, and the sound was like thunder.

The group of dragons feared the dragon whip and dared not speak out. The big dragon embraced the young dragon and sank to the bottom of the water.

The mountain god came out from the ground and shouted: "I wish you gods, I wish you gods, big things are bad! Big things are bad!"

Lord Mu Long sat in the golden chair in the main hall with a straight posture, with the whip on his knees, and asked, "What's the noise? Be careful not to startle the dragon."

The mountain god anxiously said: "Taoist Changqing, the Taoist Changqing who has 'one hexagram and a thousand catties' has arrived at the foot of the mountain!"

Mu Longjun stood up in shock, the dragon whip fell to the ground, then sat down slowly, calmed his mind and said: "We are righteous gods, and we have no evil or evil deeds. Although Taoist Changqing has great powers, he must not It will make it difficult for me to wait..."

The mountain god looked like the sky was about to fall, and said in mourning, "That black-armored god beside Daoist Changqing is full of dragon aura, even more powerful than the North Sea Dragon King. I'm afraid it's the Dragon King of Jinhua!"

"Ah!" Lord Mu Long also panicked, the priesthood that he thought was noble and proud became hot, and the golden chair under his buttocks seemed to have thorns, and he got up and rushed out the door.

Although the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas is dissatisfied with raising and grazing divine dragons, it is the will of heaven after all, and they are not raising pure-blooded divine dragons, so they turn a blind eye and close their eyes as if they didn't see it.People like the Dragon King of Beihai who don't stick to trifles will secretly sell dragon eggs to the Dragon Raising Secretary.

The Jin Hua Longjun who turned out to be born was different.

Directly split hundreds of miles around Jinhua, disrespect the heaven, fear the underworld, and disrespect the Dragon King.

Taoist Chang Qing is even more jealous of evil, and forbids ghosts to eat people.The ghosts he bumped into, ranging from the magistrate of the underworld to spirit beasts that had just opened their minds, all disappeared without knowing whether they were alive or dead.Now that he appeared with Jin Hua Longjun, he might not be able to eat dragons, and he, the god of herding dragons who aided in evil, bears the brunt of it.

"Hurry up, prepare your horse, go to heaven, no, go to hell."

The mountain god suddenly softened, collapsed to the ground, and murmured in despair: "It's too late, the entire Tianchi Peak has just been blocked. May the gods still use the strict rules of heaven to excuse their responsibilities. But there are so many sacred mountains in the world, but I am the only one willing to Open water eyes, raise Shenlong...Yan Jun harmed me..."

Lord Mulong is not someone who just sits and waits to die. He kicked the mountain god and cursed: "Get up, help me split the Tianchi and release the dragons."

The mountain god shook his head, Taoist Changqing was such a vicious person, he couldn't be fooled at will.Now, apart from killing at the neck, no matter how much you do, you will be a clown in the eyes of the other party.

Lord Mu Long cursed, ran to the edge of Tianchi by himself, and beat the rocks with the handle of his thunder whip.

"Boom! Boom!"

The water eye leading to Sidu in the pool has been closed, and the dragons are crowded together. Some young dragons who don't know the world play it as a game, squeezing in and out between the big dragons, and rubbing each other's horns.

When Chen Xi stepped onto the peak, he saw Mulong Lord wearing a divine robe, holding a thunderbolt in his hand, splitting a gap in the rock, and the water of Tianchi flew down.

Lord Mu Long tried his best to widen the gap, his face full of compassion and pity.

"You are a divine dragon. You are supposed to roam the nine heavens. How can you be trapped in a small pond. The little god broke the rules of the sky today, removed the restriction, and let you be free. Let's go, let's all go. If there is any punishment from heaven, it will all belong to me... ..."

His performance is very good, even if he is not a best actor, he can still win the best supporting role, but it is a pity that the thunder woke up Xiao Bailong.

Little Bailong bit his own tail, left teeth marks on his fat tail, cried loudly, turned into a doll, hung on Mo Xuan's hand, and crawled on Chen Xi's body.

Chen Xi thrust the cover into the ground, hugged the little white dragon with free hands, healed the tooth marks with holy light, and then condensed a ball of holy light pretending to be a dragon ball to coax him.

With a stinky face, Mo Xuan stepped over to the side of Mu Longjun who was still pretending, grabbed the dragon whip with his hands, and swung it at him.

The dragon whip shattered, and Lord Mulong's divine body also collapsed. A golden talisman flew out of his body, which was blown away by the ink swirl, and Lord Mulong became the original ghost.

Mo Xuan turned around and shouted: "Don't cry, he dares to herd dragons, and from now on you will be responsible for herding ghosts and gods."

Xiao Bailong hiccupped, covered his mouth, and nodded heavily.

Mo Xuan yelled again: "Come down, from now on you will be a dragon, not just a carnivore who only knows how to eat and play. To be a dragon, you must look like a dragon."

The little white dragon slid down from Chen Xi's arms, bit his fingers and raised his head and asked, "What is a dragon shape?"

Mo Xuan looked at Chen Xi.

Chen Xi flicked his sleeves, and a dozen dragon raisers, demons, gods and ghosts rolled out out of thin air.

Mo Xuan pointed at them and said, "Go, tear them up."

Xiao Bailong looked at Chen Xi, and took half a step tentatively.

Chen Xi smiled and nodded, encouraging him to come forward.

Xiao Bailong stretched out his chubby hand, and scratched the wolf demon that rolled beside him, and looked at Mo Xuan after scratching, his eyes were full of praise.

Mo Xuan frowned and asked, "Is the wolf hair sticking to your hand?"

Xiao Bailong nodded, spread his red palms, and said, "Flying with pain."

Mo Xuan clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed. He had never seen such a difficult dragon, and he couldn't bear it, but with a stern face, he shouted: "It's for you to tear! Use your tail! Use your claws!" ! Use your teeth!"

Small

Bailong turned around on the spot, sat down on the ground, turned into a prototype, and climbed onto the wolf monster like a four-legged snake, biting and scratching.

Chen Xi couldn't help covering his eyes, the way of raising children of the Dragon Clan was different from what he thought.But he didn't intervene hastily, but when strengthening the wolf demon's hold technique, he broke the wolf demon's demon core by the way, making the wolf demon completely lose its aggressiveness.

The group of dragons heard the movement outside, and some dragons quietly poked their heads out of the water to check, and when they saw the little white dragon, they exclaimed: "Rice ball!"

Xiao Bailong stopped biting and turned around.

"Don't stop, continue." Mo Xuan ordered, and then said to the dragons: "Come out if you want to be a dragon."

A dragon climbed ashore.

Two, three...hundreds.

In the end, all the dragons landed on the shore, the big ones were several feet long, and the small dragons were several feet long, and the peak became crowded.

Mo Xuan worked hard to train the meat dragon into a battle dragon.

Chen Xi grabbed Mr. Mulong and interrogated him. There was only a ghost left in Mr. Mulong. Chen Xi tapped the ghost's forehead and asked, "Scholar Zhu, who is your superior?"

Mu Longjun's expression was dull, and he replied dully: "Yan Jun."

Yan Jun is the king of Yan.

Chen Xi's eyes reflected the insight of the wall, and asked again: "You are following the order of the Heavenly Court, and the Division of Raising Dragons is also under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court. Why is the superior Yan Jun?"

"Yan Jun called the dragon a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, encircling the dragon to raise karma, and the gods don't want to touch it. The underworld has a way to eliminate karma, so the dragon raising department is managed by the underworld."

Through Zhu Shusheng's answer, Chen Xi followed the secret and returned to before the Dragon Raising Department was opened.He only saw ghosts and immortals opening Tianchi water eyes in Huashan. From the beginning to the end, except for the will of the fairy light, no god of heaven appeared.

"Who is related to you in the underworld? Who recommended you to be Sidu Mulong Lord?" Chen Xi pulled his eyes from the long river of history and returned to the present.

Although Sidu Mulong Lord is only a shepherd boy, even the mountain gods are assigned by him, and he is a middle-level righteous god.Zhu Shusheng is no more than a water mang ghost. Although he has saved a few people, his merit is far from enough. If it is said that it is okay to be in the underworld, ghosts will not believe it.

"Yan Jun."

Chen Xi's eyes jumped time again, and came to Zhu Shusheng's life.

During a poetry outing, Zhu Shusheng saw an old man lying on the top of a mountain with ragged clothes.No one else cared, but he carried the old man to his home down the mountain and asked the doctor for medicine.Three days later, the old man disappeared, and Zhu Shusheng just thought the old man woke up and left by himself, not taking it to heart.

Unexpectedly, after Zhu Shusheng became a ghost after being poisoned by the water mang grass, he died in vain and met the old man in the city.Decades later, Zhu Scholar dreamed of the old man again. The old man said that the Sidu Mulong Lord was a prisoner, and he was dismissed from his post and sent to hell.

When Zhu Shusheng became Sidu Mulong Lord and went to meet his boss, he found out that the old man was Yan Jun.

Yan Jun said that he was punished by heaven that year, if Zhu Scholar hadn't carried him down the mountain and was exposed to the scorching sun for three days, his ghost body would have collapsed.From now on, the Dragon Raising Department will respect Zhu Shusheng, and next year's Hundred Flowers Festival will also have a place for Zhu Sheng, let him taste the taste of the dragon liver he raised...

Chen Xi tried to find out more about Yan Jun from the chaotic history through the causal connection between Zhu Shusheng and Yan Jun.

A phantom of a book appeared out of thin air, and countless names of people were displayed in the book.The book shadow turned the pages and turned into a cloud, covering Chen Xi's eyes.

Chen Xi blinked, and put away the wall to see the supernatural power.

Hades palmed the Book of Life and Death, and his cultivation was also a golden immortal. The peeping just now had already alarmed the other party.

"Will you come?"

Chen Xi's eyes penetrated the ground and went deep into the boundless ghost world.

On the banks of the Yellow Spring, the flowers on the other side are like blood, and there are ghosts wandering in it unconsciously.

At the end of the Naihe Bridge is the Ghost Gate Pass, where the thick fog covers the palaces and mountains.

"Come."

Chen Xi's voice sounded like thunder in the underworld.The thick fog billowed and swung around, and the signboard of the Hall of Kings of Hell was looming.