The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

Ji Zheng didn't know what happened to him either.There was a blur of sourness and heat in front of his eyes, and every mouthful seemed to spurt out a ball of fire. It seemed that the blood and spiritual veins in his body were flowing with lava, slowly burning him into ashes.

He never told anyone that he has the blood of the Dragon Clan, even Fang Qian and Lin Shaoxin didn't mention it at all.

In fact, if he hadn't fallen into the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave and found the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb by accident, Ji Zheng himself would not have known about it.His mother is a descendant of the Dragon Clan.

No one knows how the dragon's blood flowed into the human body.And the dragon's blood on the human body has gradually thinned after several generations of inheritance, and it looks more and more similar to ordinary people, and there is no such thing as those things that were born when the world was surging and filled the room with a strange fragrance.

But this thin bloodline is enough to make Ji Zheng, who inherited Xiao's bloodline and was originally destined to have no relationship with cultivation, give birth to a fairy bone with excellent aptitude.

Ji Zheng wandered in Wanlong Tomb for nearly ten years.In the past ten years, he was the only living creature there, and the thin dragon blood in his body attracted the dragon soul and dragon energy wrapped around the numerous keel bones.They erode Ji Zheng's body.

It was a painful transformation. Ji Zheng insisted not to let himself be completely swallowed up, while enduring the pull of life and death.And in this pain, his blood was completely purified.

But he never thought that he would really become a dragon!

Ji Zheng couldn't see his appearance clearly, his eyes were in chaos, and he couldn't tell where he was, as if there were countless lights and shadows.He flicked his tail a little uncomfortable, and directly swept down the house behind him.

However, in the next second, the collapsed house disappeared, and he seemed to have entered a new space.

what happened?He seems to remember the last moment, he killed the person who set up the formation, but that person's formation was also set up at that time, and he seemed to be pulled into the formation.

Ji Zheng can be sure that he is no longer in Pingchen Valley, and he doesn't know how long it has passed, the world in front of him has changed again and again.

Ji Zheng couldn't help opening his mouth, but what came out was a long cry.

He couldn't see the specific appearance around him, and the fire in his body still couldn't be extinguished.With a splitting headache, Ji Zheng bumped his head out.

He seems to have passed through countless time and space, and he has seen spring, summer, autumn and winter in an instant.

until he heard a voice...

"dragon?"

The huge dragon's head looked down, and he could see that person, but there seemed to be a strange world between them.

After Ji Zheng was stunned for a moment, the huge dragon's head directly bumped into it, but met the man's suspicious eyes.

By the way... I am a dragon now?

After Ji Zheng hesitated for a short while, he found another scene in front of him.

Ji Zheng was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he was filled with overwhelming anger...

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When Fang Qian saw the golden dragon, the dark clouds that had covered the sky and the sun dissipated instantly, and the bright sun rose out of the ground.

He was so shocked that the dragon had disappeared before he had time to step forward.

The originally quiet and eerie street suddenly became lively, with many more pedestrians and vendors, and the sound of hawking everywhere.But he didn't say anything to Fang Qian who appeared in the middle of the road, as if he didn't even see him.

Fang Qian felt a little empty in his heart.He looked at the direction where the golden dragon disappeared, which happened to be at the other end of the street, blocked by the bustling people, and regretted why he didn't touch it just now: "That little Taoist's calculations are quite accurate."

When he was thinking this way, he looked back at the shop behind him.The shop at this time was even more dilapidated than the last time he saw it.The paint on the door panel has faded and turned gray, and even more strokes have been lost on the name of the store, leaving only the word "Ri Niu" left.

It's hard to believe that this store is still open here and has not been taken over by others.But thinking of the background of the shop owner, Fang Qian is not surprised.

He looked at the stream of people around him, hesitated for a moment before grabbing a random passer-by to inquire and entering the store again, and finally put his hand on the store door.

In this small town, the time, age, and living and dead people can't be clearly distinguished. It's better to go in and meet the person who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

For some unknown reason, the door this time seemed to lack the prestige of the automatic door last time.Fang Qian gently pushed the door open with his wrist.The inside of the door was still dark, and in front of the ancient shelf, a stooped old man was wiping a pen washer. The cloth towel in his hand was not very clean, and the pen washer seemed to be getting more and more dirty with rubbing.

Hearing Fang Qian coming in, the old man stopped his hand, but he didn't look at Fang Qian immediately.Fang Qian blocked the door, but was surprised to find that the light outside could not enter the shop named Chunsheng at all, so he let go of his hand.

The door closed slowly.

He smiled and walked towards the old man: "We meet again, do you remember me?"

The old man slowly put down the brush wash and cloth towel.He lowered his head slightly, but looked up at Fang Qian with his eyes up, as if he couldn't see Fang Qian clearly without rolling his eyes.At the same time, the candlelight illuminated his face.Fang Qian is sure that the time now is different from the last time he met the old man, but the old man's appearance has not changed at all, and every wrinkle on his face has not changed.

After a long time, the old man's eyeballs finally rolled back.His voice was hoarse, he turned his back slowly, and walked towards the table step by step: "Remember. You are lucky, you have someone to help you."

After Fang Qian thought about it, he knew that the noble person in the old man's mouth probably referred to the golden dragon, and nodded in response: "It's not bad. You said it on your own initiative. There should be no charge, right?"

The old man did not answer.He struggled to hold on to the table, as if bending his knees when he sat down would hurt him.But he still sat down slowly, and then asked: "This time, what do you want to know?"

Fang Qian walked towards Duobaoge and looked at the ornaments above.These ornaments were still covered with dust, but they didn't look as dirty as he felt last time. He could still recognize the exquisiteness and delicacy of these antiques, and there were many good items.In addition, there are some interesting gadgets. Fang Qian also saw an exquisite porcelain puppet...just a little worse than Ji Zheng's.

Fang Qian instinctively wanted to reach out to touch it, and asked casually, "What year is this year?"

"I advise you not to touch it indiscriminately." The old man said without raising his head, "You can ask this question to anyone outside."

Fang Qian raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes away and walked to the opposite of the old man: "Isn't this closer to your store?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at Fang Qian, his eyes looked more deadly: "It's the seventh year of Jiande."

Looks like it's been another 60+ years.

Fang Qian then asked, "What's the timeline here?"

The old man was silent for a moment: "Are you sure you want to continue asking other questions?"

Fang Qian took out another superb spirit stone: "Please tell me."

The old man picked up the spirit stone, held it in his hand, and pressed it against his lips to smell the dead air on it.The gully on his face seemed to be deeper, and it was hard to tell whether it was happiness or regret.Every word he said seemed to be carefully considered: "It's not us who are confused, it's you."

Fang Qian paused for a moment, and the answer was almost nothing.Suddenly he felt that it was a bit of a disadvantage for him to take out a top-quality spirit stone, but it didn't matter, he still had a question to ask: "Are all those outside alive?"

"This question..." The old man suddenly appeared in front of Fang Qian the next second after speaking: "Are you asking me?"

When the two faced each other, Fang Qian suddenly asked about the strong smell of corpses on the old man, which he hadn't smelled last time.

"It may be a moment for you, but it has been decades for me." The old man walked back to the original position with his hands behind his back, his back looked a little bent. "Let's go, how about this town, why don't you go and see it with your own eyes."

Fang Qian paused for a moment, he had a premonition that there must be something hidden in this shop.But it's really time to see what's going on in Qingshui Town.

Fang Qian put the spirit stone on the ancient shelf next to him, and walked out of the Huichun shop shaking the jug.

The wine has already run out, the time now is not much different from the time he bought the wine, and I don't know if that shop is still there?

Fortunately, after he opened the door, it was still sunny outside, people were still coming and going on the street, and his shadow did not look weird.

Fang Qian didn't know which direction to go for a while, he shook the wine jug, and finally chose the direction with wine shops.It's not because of the wine shop, but because there is a city gate over there.

But it was a pity that when he passed by that wine shop, he found that it was still a fabric shop.

Fang Qian ticked his nose regretfully, it seems that he should save the last bit of wine.

Qingshui Town is not big, Fang Qian came to the entrance of the town in a short while, which is not too far from the place where he first appeared.

After he walked forward on both sides, he suddenly stepped back and looked at the corner of the wall.

There was also a very familiar simple hexagram stall, and the hexagram banners next to it all looked exactly the same, except for the blind little Taoist priest.

Fang Qian paused and frowned slightly.He walked all the way, and all the shops have obvious differences with the different years, but this Gua stall has not changed at all.

Neither new nor old.

Fang Qian glanced subconsciously in all directions, but unfortunately he didn't see the owner of the divination booth.

He paused for a moment, then walked towards the salesman opposite: "Excuse me, did you see the owner of the hexagram stall opposite?"

The salesman was stunned for a moment, looked over there suspiciously, and his expression became a little uncertain: "When did there have a divination booth there? Why didn't I notice it?"

He scratched his head as he spoke, looking puzzled.

Fang Qian took a look, and quickly looked away.

"Thank you, I want this." Fang Qian took a mud monkey from the stall, took a piece of silver and threw it to the stall owner, and walked towards the entrance of the town with the mud monkey.

After Fang Qian left, the Taoist priest in Taoist robe came out from the corner, groped and sat in front of the hexagram booth, waiting for his guests...