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

Ao Guang roared, his scales peeled off and the dragon's blood poured out, and when he got up, his body shrunk by more than half.

"Thank you, ancestor." He crossed his body, and when he lowered his head, the dragon's horns touched the dragon's tail.

This is the posture of the dragon clan to express surrender.

Mo Xuan's mere glance just now made his blood churn, which was more rewarding than what he had gained from watching the remnants of the ancestor dragon back then.Although his current cultivation level has dropped below that of an Earth Immortal, there may be a day when he will reach a Golden Immortal in the future.

"The water eye of Tianchi leads to the East China Sea. From now on, you are their leader. Complete morning training every day, and send them to hunt in the sea. Take them out and bring them back whole." Mo Xuan always thought he had a good temper. But after working as a babysitter for a few days, the little dragons who couldn't shout loudly or fight with their hands made them lose their patience.

Waste some dragon yuan to do Ao Guang's blood purification, and then get rid of the trouble, perfect.

"Yes." Ao Guang turned into a human form, his age looked a few years younger than before, from a youth to a boy, but his breath became more stable, he bowed his hands and said respectfully: "I was ordered to come to Jinhua, yes I want to invite my ancestors to go to the East China Sea, my father has something important to tell my ancestors."

Mo Xuan said: "Let him come."

"Father was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep." Ao Guang looked around, gritted his teeth and said, "Before Father fell into sleep, he said that he discovered a catastrophe, which was a secret that could make Yin and Yang unbalanced and reversed. I don't want to find out the reason for his injury, unless a real dragon of the ancestor dragon level comes to the world one day, so that he can be awakened."

Some illusory images flashed in Chen Xi's eyes, and he asked aloud, "Is it related to Heaven?"

Ao Guang shook his head: "I don't know, but my father was indeed injured after returning from Heaven."

Just as Chen Xi was about to speak, the Great Formation Shrouding the Sky was suddenly touched.

The transparent barrier was rippling, and a golden-armored god general pierced in, stepping on the clouds, shining with divine light all over his body, looking majestic.

"The Ghost Festival is over, and the world is still dominated by ghosts." Chen Xi said "Oh", pointing his fingers to the distance, and thunder fell from the sky, striking the top of the golden armored general.

"Wait a minute..." The Golden Armored God General shouted hurriedly, but he couldn't stop Tianlei.His body exploded, and the ghost hidden in it wanted to escape, but was scattered by the sky thunder that was chasing him.

The exploded golden light converges and combines with the ghost to form a golden leaf.

Chen Xi waved.

The golden leaf flew through the air.

Chen Xi held the gold leaf, frowned and looked at the black letters flowing on the gold leaf.

"August [-]th?"

Lin Daiyu smiled and said, "Master, this disciple knows. On August [-]th, Baihuashan Baihuahui, also known as Qunxianhui, is a once-in-ten-year event in the ghost world here."

Ao Guang said from the side: "Golden Leaf is the highest level invitation card of the Hundred Flowers Association. Only twelve invitations are issued each time, and my father also received one this year."

"Hongmen Banquet." Chen Xi put away the golden leaves, touched the Xichen Palace hanging on the whisk, only faintly colorful brilliance remained, and said to Ao Guang: "When the sun rises tomorrow, wait for a while, I will follow you to the East China Sea."

Ao Guang looked at Mo Xuan.

Chen Xi smiled: "Of course he's also there."

Ao Guang is still not quite sure.

Mo Xuan ignored Ao Guang, just nodded to Chen Xi: "I'll accompany you."

Everyone dispersed, Lin Daiyu wrapped Ao Guang's wrist with a whip, and dragged him down to Tianchi to count the dragon's book, and a teaching voice came from afar: "Master Long and Master are Taoist couples, husbands sing and husbands follow. If you have anything to ask Master , Master Long doesn’t care. Of course, if you find someone who dares to covet Master, you can secretly tell Master Long that there is a reward..."

Crystal Palace.

The Maotuanzi stood guard at the door, begging to be fed.Finding Mo Xuan by Chen Xi's side, the cat shivered and retreated.Seeing that the big cat withdrew, the foxes also ran out.

Panda Bianwei was a fool, and when he realized that all the rivals had run away, he grinned happily and jumped at Chen Xi, tripped over his left foot and rolled into a ball.

As soon as Chen Xi's eyes lit up, a dragon's tail was stuffed into his hand.

Mo Xuan raised his foot, and the flat tail fluttered across the dojo, flying dozens of miles away.

Without squinting, Chen Xi held the dragon's tail and entered the Crystal Palace.

The power contained in the golden leaf invitation is very strong, the immortal power and the dark power coexist, and the person who made the invitation is at least a golden immortal.

Chen Xi tracked the breath of the invitation, trying to find out more information from the long river of time by knowing the future, but no matter whether it was the past or the future, all he could see was the vast mist.

Someone concealed the secret, and his cultivation was slightly better than Chen Xi's.

"Book from the ground, Lord Yan."

Chen Xi threw the golden leaf on the table and looked up at the sky.

"Tell me, is Heaven really just a shadow?"

Tiandao didn't respond.

Mo Xuan put down the crystal, "Go and see?"

"Wait a little longer." Chen Xi stroked Xichen Palace, only a little bit away.

East China Sea

Ao Guang returned to the Dragon Palace, asked the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to guard the five hundred little dragons to hunt, and led Chen Ximoxuan to the forbidden area.

The Dragon King sleeps in a huge ice shell, his scales are white, and his body exudes the breath of death. Only the faint fluctuation of the dragon soul proves that he is still alive.

"Ancestor, please wait a moment, this disciple will wake up Father."

Ao Guang breathed out the dragon ball and was about to fly down towards the ice shell, but Chen Xi stopped him.

"I'll try to see if I can save it first."

Chen Xi has studied the healing techniques specifically for dragons, but Mo Xuan is too strong, and his research has only been practiced on five hundred little dragons.

The most serious injury to the Dragon King of the East China Sea came from a group of power that could devour the dragon's essence. This group of power seemed to be brilliant and upright, but its core was a dark force.

Chen Xi used the holy light to assist the creation of spiritual power and expel the negative power.

Yin power has been integrated with flesh and blood, and even the dragon soul has been corroded by half.

The body of the Dragon King of the East China Sea became a battlefield, tearing and recovering in the ice.

Chen Xi sacrificed Mo Xuan's Dragon Ball.

With the addition of Moxuan Longyuan, the battlefield that was still evenly matched just now was decided immediately, and the Yin power began to retreat steadily.

Chen Xi expelled the Yin power to the tail of the green dragon, and drew the red hairpin from the dragon's horn.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea broke his tail, and black blood flowed from the wound.The Divine Bone Whisk sent down the power of life, gradually repairing the dilapidated body.The black blood turned red, and a new tail grew out little by little.

Ao Guang leaned against Jin Zhu and collapsed on the ground, gritted his teeth and closed his lips, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Chen Xi's treatment.

His eyes kept moving on the dragon ball and the red hairpin with dragon horns, and his mind was in chaos.

Is Lord Xichen also a dragon?

But the aura of Dragon Ball is the same as that of the ancestor. Could it be that the god Xichen is the incarnation of the ancestor?

It wouldn't be the ancestor who handed over the dragon ball to others, right? !

"Okay."

Chen Xi showed a relaxed smile.

The scales of the Dragon King of the East China Sea were as green as green grass, full of vitality. He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the dragon ball that Chen Xi was about to take back. He turned into a human form and fell down.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for saving your life..."

Xie En hadn't finished speaking when he saw Mo Xuan, his voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Which is the true ancestor?

"It will be a little weak when you wake up, just keep it for a few days. The newly grown tail is relatively tender, so try to use it sparingly when fighting..."

Chen Xi gave the doctor's order, put away the dragon ball, and inserted the dragon horn red hairpin back.

Mo Xuan crushed the gray-white dragon tail that fell on the ground, extracted a mass of Yin power, and handed it to Chen Xi.

Chen Xi examined it carefully, and snorted, "Sure enough, it's the same as the one in Jinye's invitation."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea's expression changed greatly when he heard the invitation from the golden leaf, and he hurriedly said: "Old Ancestor, be careful of Lord Yan! I suspect that the Heavenly Court has been refined by Lord Yan, leaving only an empty shell."

Chen Xi was not surprised.

Ghosts ravage the world, and the underworld dares to fabricate the decree at will. Obviously, there is not much respect for the heaven in the underworld.

Back in Jinhua, Chen Xi received another message from Dias.

"Hundred Blossoms will be a trap." As expected.

Chen Xi took out the Xichen Palace, and there was almost no light on the law on the colored glaze.

He pulled out all the disciples above the foundation establishment level, led by Jindan disciples, and local disciples led the way. Dozens of people formed a group, took the breath-suppressing talisman to hide their tracks, and rushed to various places in nine routes.

Among the three thousand maids in Xichen Palace, hundreds of them volunteered to seal their spiritual power, and turned into little demons who had just become fine, appearing in famous mountains and rivers all over the place.

Mo Xuan restrained his breath, pretended to be a "true dragon" weaker than the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and carried Chen Xi to the capital.

The capital is worthy of being the capital of the world, it is extraordinarily prosperous, and there are more ghosts than other cities.

The Dragon Qi of the National Fortune is so weak that it can only be trapped in the imperial city. Occasionally, it stretches out its minions, and is torn apart by waves of evil and ghostly aura.

Taoist Changqing is too famous in the world of demons and ghosts. Chen Xi didn't pretend to be a rich man, but wore the robe of Xichen Shenjun, just concealing his divine light, pretending to be a powerful son, and Mo Xuan beside him looked like a guard.

"Pears for sale! Pears for sale! Big, sweet pears for cheap..."

The grey-haired old man peddled a cart of big pears along the street, sweating profusely.

Seeing that Chen Xi's eyes were fixed on the cart of pears, Mo Xuan took out his money bag and bought three pears with five copper coins.

The money bag is filial to the disciples, and so is the copper plate.

Chen Xi took the peeled pear and took a bite.

The taste is still sweet, incomparable to spiritual fruit, but there is a trace of spiritual energy in it, this pear tree must be planted on the small spiritual vein.

A shabby Taoist priest in ragged clothes staggered over and reached out to beg for pears from the old man.

The old man refused.

Taoist priests are not forgiving.

The two sides quarreled.

Chen Xi listened to them swearing and arguing in local dialects, and then saw the passers-by saying "Forget it, let Xiaoli send him away", the corner of his mouth smiled.

"Planting pears, this is a famous scene."

Mo Xuan glanced at the quarreling crowd, then turned his gaze back.

He still thinks Chen Xi looks better.

Chen Xi came forward with an unpeeled pear, handed it to the sloppy Taoist priest, and said with a smile: "Other people's pears are also planted with hard work, and they have to be exchanged for money to make a living. Or save a dowry for a daughter, or ask a doctor for a family member." Asking about the medicine, why should the Daoist embarrass him. I have always admired people who practice the Tao, and I just bought one more, and the Daoist took it to quench my thirst."

The sloppy Taoist took the big pear and looked at Chen Xi.

But he, a wild Taoist priest who has not yet succeeded in refining qi, can't see through the disguise of the golden fairy. He only thinks that Chen Xi is really a rich son who admires Taoist priests.

"Thank you, my lord." The sloppy Taoist priest thanked him, put on a posture of playing with the world of mortals, and laughed, "Taoist priests also have good pears, please taste them."

Others asked him: "You have pears yourself, why ask others for them?"

The sloppy Taoist gnawed the pears in a few mouthfuls and said, "I need pear pits as seeds."

Chen Xi's smile faded a bit, watching the sloppy Taoist priest, just like in the book, using illusions to fool people, and generously scattered all the pears in the old man's car to passers-by.He even removed the handle of the old man's trailer in order to transform into a pear tree.

Everyone in the street was laughing, only the old man selling pears was crying.

Chen Xi took out a piece of silver, which was worth as much as the pear, and gave it to the old man.

"Don't be sad, old man, I gave him the core that the Taoist priest used to grow pears..."

The old man pushed his hands again and again: "Don't dare, I have nothing to do with the young master. I have neglected the immortal, and I deserve this calamity."

Chen Xi got up, walked towards Mo Xuan, turned back and said: "I heard that there is a Taoist Changqing in the south who passed down the mantra of fortune and ascension to the spirit. If you recite it, you can strengthen your body. If someone in the old man's family feels unwell, you can try it."

As he spoke, he recited the full text of the verses of fortune and ascension to the spirit.

There are only twenty words, and after being read twice, everyone on the street will memorize them.

A carriage passed by slowly, with a chrysanthemum mark and four exquisite palace lanterns hanging on it.

"Ah! It's the fairy from Baihua Pavilion!"

Passers-by exclaimed and chased after the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the cold and beautiful girl opened the bead curtain and nodded slightly towards Chen Xi. The little maid next to her poked her head out and smiled so much that her gums were showing.

A middle-aged woman asked in the car: "Do you know him?"

The little maid hurriedly withdrew her head, sat up straight, shook her head and said, "I don't know him, he looks handsome, and the guards beside him are also very heroic."

The girl sighed, and said in a plaintive tone, "Those people are as noble as gods, how can I and other little mountain demons know them."

The woman sneered, and said proudly: "It's just a mortal with a better appearance. You are now a fairy in Baihua Mountain. If you are lucky enough to become a twelve fairy, the real gods in the sky will hold you in the palm of their hands. Don't be ashamed of yourself."

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"True Dragon Taoism" help section

——(Urgently need the method of dragon tail maintenance)

——(Does the page owner also lose hair? Soak it in the original spirit liquid, the effect is good)

——(Similar to scale care, there is no foreign matter, sleep more, move less, don't fight)

——(Hahahaha! You also have today!! What did you say when I was cut off? "Don't worry about the shape" I will give it back to you now!)

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——(In other words, isn’t Mao just like Dragon Flame, it’s fine if you don’t feel like you can change it yourself)

……

Mo Xuan closed the book, and his eyes fell on the big cat.

The big cat shuddered and tried to shrink into a ball.

Mo Xuan stretched out his hand...

Chen Xi appeared out of thin air, looked at Mo Xuan, and then at the milk cat in his hand, his eyes lit up: You also like to pet cats!

Mo Xuan froze.

感谢在2020-05-0608:40:36~2020-05-0708:25:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: ahhhhhh 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 19 bottles of Nangong; 10 bottles of Houhou; 5 bottles of Changhuan;

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