The Path of the Master's Development

How should I put it, Isaac originally thought that the family of the king of the demon clan was all academic geeks and fanatical educators, which was already weird enough, but he didn't expect that the head of the heavenly clan turned out to be... an even stranger existence.

The Tianzu don't like to engage in education, they like to engage in entertainment and gossip.

And they don't engage in false gossip, they are all true gossip with reason, evidence, hammer and truth!

Just as the devil's horn is the fundamental criterion for selecting a devil king, there is only one succession criterion for the heads of generations of heavenly clans, and that is the talent of mind reading.

——If he has the ability to read minds, how can he have the truth without a hammer? !

Immediately, Isaac's mind was filled with a bunch of my thoughts... He stared at Xi Feng with an unfriendly expression, who was about to expose his father's little secret when he was young.

The Lich Lord will love you!

The people of hell will love you!

Daddy Robert will beat you to death—oh no, the guy is already dead.

"Since you have mind reading skills, why didn't you know that Robert was the heir to Duke Christopher?"

"Mind reading requires a lot of conditions."

Xifeng didn't seem to understand the tone of "shut up quickly" in Isaac's tone, nodded and continued.

"What's more, I was still very young at the time, and my mind reading skills were still very weak, and I couldn't work well from time to time. I could only hear some strange little things."

——That’s why you heard my dad lifted the banshee’s skirt at the age of three, climbed into my grandpa’s big vase at the age of five, and finally couldn’t get out, so he had to smash the vase and was hung up by the old Duke Christopher. what?

Isaac reconfirmed that the leaders of any race are probably not very good brains, only worse.

"How long will it take us to find Rein?"

"I do not know."

The aura on Isaac's body stagnated suddenly, and quickly became menacing. He stared fiercely at West Wind's back, and said word by word——

"you do not know?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Flying Celestial Clan waved his back to Isaac, "It should be right here."

"should?!"

The black-haired demon raised his voice.

"Where are you taking me?!"

"...where the demise of the heavens first began."

Isaac: "..."

In fact, after Xifeng told what happened in the heavens, he understood the key points.

Those dead Celestial Clans may have become the fodder for the survival of the sky sage dragon Xia Geda.

——He is the Dragon King, so of course he can see through the state of the holy dragon in the sky at a glance. With Xia Gorda's current situation, it is reasonable to say that it can't be delayed for so long. He should have died under punishment long ago.

This snow-like dust is not a symbol of decay, on the contrary, they are like a part of Shagota's body, falling on the Celestial Clan, plundering the mother's body for the strength it needs to survive.

Although this kind of plundering will not have any effect on him as the Dragon King and Rein as the messenger.

——Because of this, he can still maintain a rational dialogue with West Wind.

"Where does death begin?"

"The center of the heavens, the Radiant Holy Spring."

If the landmark existence of hell is the entrance to the abyss, then the landmark of heaven is the holy spring of glory.

This spring, which is said to have been personally blessed by the existence of the created world, can strengthen the body and shape the body to maintain youth forever, even to the death of human flesh and bones.

But this is only rumored.

As for the facts——

Xifeng: "How do I know? I haven't really drank that water, and the elders never let us get close."

"...Aren't you curious?" Mingming was so keen on other people's gossip.

"Of course I'm curious... Well, anyway, the elders are all dead. I actually took a sip secretly when I was the patriarch—so it probably has some effect." West Wind turned around in front of Isaac, a little I can't tell that this guy is a guy who has been dead for an unknown period of time, "At least among so many dead Celestial Clans, I am the only one who can exist in this posture."

West Wind is neither alive nor undead now.

To be honest, he is more like a conscious large elemental body, a purer existence.

Isaac's heart moved.

——When you leave, fill him with ten or eight bottles. It's good to drink it yourself if you can't sell it.

George will be relieved that Isaac has indeed learned the essence of making money-scraping land anytime and anywhere, either making money or thinking about how to make money.

Although Isaac himself didn't realize it, his instinct had already made the choice for him.

However, his skinning plan was shattered to pieces the moment he saw the holy spring.

The holy spring of the Celestial Clan is completely different from what Isaac imagined. There is no gorgeous white platform, and the spring water is not shiny golden or clear water-the mouth is rumored in hell and will never dry up until the end of the world. The spring water in the lake has completely disappeared, and the simple piled stones around it are the same as the scenery along the way, showing a decayed dead white.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang! Welcome to the most mysterious place in the heaven - Holy Spring."

Isaac: "...Where is Lain?"

"I don't know either." Xifeng looked left and right, "This should be the most likely place."

Isaac looked up at the white hall towering into the clouds—in the vast emptiness and emptiness, only the building still seemed to be "alive".

"where is that?"

"The Great Hall of the Celestial Clan." The expression on Xifeng's face was confused for a moment, and he quickly spoke.

Isaac looked at him suspiciously: "Is there such a thing in the Celestial Clan?"

He remembered that the Celestial Clan's Fengwuzhi issued by Hell once said that the Celestial Clan completely obeyed the orders of the leader of the clan.

They love the concentration of power and being controlled, so ordinary people are willing to accept the leadership of the patriarch.However, the patriarch is also a member of hundreds of people of the Celestial Clan, so there is no gorgeous palace.For the Celestial Clan, the existence of the patriarch is just a "target of public opinion", a "source of gossip", and "a person who tells himself what to do".

——Then, what is going on with this towering hall?

"Should... yes?" Xi Feng frowned and tilted his head, "I don't really remember."

——That alone was enough to make Isaac suspicious.

"Then go in and have a look, maybe Rein is inside."

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It is said that after Rein was taken away by the holy dragon in the sky, he originally wanted to resist, but the dragons flew very fast, even a half-dead zombie dragon was no exception.

So when the blond youth realized that he was about to start struggling, he felt two familiar auras—the two auras made him hesitate for a while.

With just such a hesitation, their destination had already arrived, and the holy dragon of the sky flew him into a main hall, passing through the resplendent corridor, Xia Gorda slowed down slowly.

Rein saw three huge crosses at first glance, two of which were tied with two figures, one black and one white - the familiar aura emanating from them.

"Hell Demon Dragon and... Crystal Dragon?"

Hearing his voice, the white shadow immediately raised his head with a whoosh: "Lein! Go, they're going to harm His Majesty! They want to use us to deal with His Majesty—uh!"

He suddenly showed a painful expression, and wanted to curl up, but he couldn't do it because he was fixed on the cross!

"I don't like guys who talk too much, and I don't know how Silviatan tolerates you." The person who did it said lightly.

It was only then that Rein noticed the person standing aside—he wondered why he didn't notice him immediately.

That's right, the three most eye-catching crosses standing in a triangular position in this empty hall, followed by a huge, black thing surrounded by crosses in the center.

—Looks like the horn of some kind of creature.

The man who spoke was standing on the right side of the black thing. His figure was about the height of an ordinary human being, and he looked very small beside the huge horn.

But Laing believes that no matter who sees this scene, the first and most eye-catching one must be the man.

A head of golden curly long hair looked as bright as the midday sun, but Rein only felt a deep cold when looking at the man.

One eye of the opponent is a human eye, and the other eye is a dragon's eye.

And when the pair of abnormal eyes looked towards this side, they seemed to be looking at Rein, but they were not looking at Rein at all—what he was looking at was just a prop, an empty shell, a power Anything that gets him there.

Rein pursed his lips, and a name came to his mind.

"You are Inskel."

Inskel narrowed his eyes slightly, with a fake smile on his handsome face.

"I didn't expect to even tell you this, that Silviatan who is always powerful and alone." He pointed at Rein, and a huge invisible force immediately floated Rein Attached to the last vacated cross.

"But I don't like the look in your eyes."

With a wave of Inskel's right hand, Rein could only instinctively turn his head - blood spattered everywhere.

A long bloodstain suddenly appeared at the corner of Rein's eye. If he hadn't turned his head just now, it wouldn't be his face that was injured, but his eyes.

"Line!" Crystal Dragon yelled and said silently in his heart: It's over, it's over, it's over... Seeing this injury, His Majesty will definitely run away!

He deeply knows how much love, wife, and woman is His Majesty the Dragon King in this life!

"I'm fine." Rein replied calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, the deep bone-deep wound stopped bleeding immediately and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Except for some residual blood on his face, he looked horrified. Besides, there is no trace of injury at all.

"Who are you?" Inskel said with interest. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to make a few more cuts in Rein's body to test the healing ability of this human being loved by the Dragon King, but he quickly Feel something approaching.

—Some kind of colossus... Dragon King, Silviatan.

From the beginning of the birth of the world to the present, it is still the most powerful creature in the world.

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"Your Majesty." He glanced at the person who made the sound in confusion, and for a moment he couldn't remember what he had done before... It seemed that there was a person beside him, for nothing...

—Is this the one who spoke?

He glanced at the only living creature in the room other than himself.

Very handsome face, silver hair dragging on the ground, the white robe on his body seems low-key, but it is very delicate when you look closely, with mysterious patterns embroidered with shiny gold and silver threads.

——Who is this?

He opened his mouth dryly, and the white man next to him immediately put the water glass in his hand.

"Your Majesty, I think what you need most now is to take a good rest."

"...Crystal..." Isaac didn't know why such a name popped up in his heart, he murmured out, and saw the silver-haired handsome man showing a big smile to him.

"Your Majesty, please tell me if you have anything to do, and I will try my best to accomplish everything you expect."

"What's going on with me now? And... who am I?"

"..." The silver-haired young man looked at him, and suddenly rushed out the door shouting loudly: "It's bad! Xia Gorda! Hermes! Your Majesty broke his head!"

Those who were left in the room: ...

However, there are at least two familiar words in the words of the silver-haired youth and Christophe, which can make him hold his head and think about it.

Xia Geda's name made him feel familiar, angry and uneasy, while Hermes...for some reason, he felt very helpless when he heard this name.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the mirror on the side—to be precise, it was himself reflected in the mirror—it didn't look like himself at all, because he had no sense of familiarity with such a self at all.

The long black hair snaked down to the ground, spread tangled on the bed, and two black horns protruded from the top of the head, which looked unpleasant no matter how he looked - he didn't think he should look like this.

There is a voice in the bottom of my heart that whispers: Does xx still recognize me when I grow up like this?

The key name was replaced by a "rustling" sound like signal interference, but he wanted to know who it was.

He staggered down on the bed a little bit, and then accidentally stepped on his own hair, just like that, and fell completely.

"==#!!!"

A vein appeared on his head, he raised his hand angrily, sharpened the tip of his nails without a teacher, and planned to cut off the hair that got in the way—he felt that he never had such long hair before!

This scene happened to be seen by Christo who called Xia Geda and Hermes together, so the silver-haired young man shouted: "Ah! Your Majesty, don't let yourself get lost! You are really not ashamed, we didn't watch it. When you rolled from one side of the mountain to the other, you didn’t know that you had been in a coma on the bed for more than half a month and didn’t wake up!”

—Can you speak more clearly? !

Whether it is the sky holy dragon Shagoda or the hell dragon Hermes, they couldn't help covering their faces for the stupid behavior of their pig teammates.To them, this is completely killing dragons to silence their mouths under a certain majesty, and once they are killed, there will be three!

"... What do you think is wrong with me?" He said vaguely, unable to explain the tragedy of accidentally poking his neck because of the roar, he could only cough twice with a straight face, and tried his best to get rid of it. Put on the most serious expression, trying not to show any flaws.

Shagoda and Hermes looked at each other worriedly - this was beyond their expectation.

They originally thought that even if the face-saving Lord Dragon King didn't directly destroy the surrounding buildings and beat up that stupid crystal dragon, he should still say a few words about this guy, but they didn't expect...

——It seems that Crystal has been reliable once in a while, and His Majesty the Dragon King is really not right.

But no matter if it's right or wrong, if you let the guy who doesn't know the door of Crystal Dragon continue to talk nonsense, His Majesty might accidentally vaporize the three of them together.

So Xia Geda immediately stepped forward to cover Crystal's mouth, dragged the dragon behind, and let Hermes, who looked honest on the outside, but dark-hearted and thoughtful, explain to His Majesty the Dragon King.

Hermes straightened his face: "Report to Your Majesty, the cause is that you accidentally fell during the flight, Your Majesty."

"..."

Hermes straightened his face: "Then the fall was a bit severe. When you came back here, the right half of your wing was no longer usable. In order to repair the wounds on your body as soon as possible, you fell into a deep sleep. You slept for half a year. This time is right. We are nothing to the Dragon Clan, so we will stay and take care of His Majesty's noble body."

"..."

He looked at Hermes, and said slowly with a complex expression: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"How could Your Majesty!"

"Impossible Your Majesty!"

"The fool is the dragon in my hand!"

"Xia Geda, what did you say?!"

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Stop!" He stopped the further expansion of the flames of war, and raised his brows: "Oh? If I'm not a fool, can I let you use this reason to prevaricate me?"

"Your Majesty is the king of my dragon clan, the dragon among dragons, the ruler of all monsters and beasts in the world, the same life as the heaven and the earth, the strongest existence in the world, Dragon King Silviathan."

He was stunned.

There was a voice in his heart saying to him—yes, he is the Dragon King Silviatan.

The vacant memory was filled in a corner, the birth of the abyss, the soaring of the dragon king, the surrender of all things... many pictures of the past were displayed in front of his eyes.

Silviatan waved his hand: "I'm ready, what are you supposed to do, go down."

The three dragons—to be precise, Shagoda and Hermes looked at each other, dragged the crystal dragon Christo and left, ignoring the fierce protests of the white-robed dragons.

Zhan Wuzang among the Dragon Clan is not at all the opponent of these two Dragon Clan masters, who are the closest to the Dragon King.

"Don't you think that the Dragon King has become a little strange?!" After leaving the Dragon King's dormitory some distance away, Christo finally broke free from Xia Geda's restraint, and said loudly.

"I don't think so." Xia Gorda said coldly, "What's so strange? That is the Dragon King Silviatan. No one or anything in this world can hurt him."

"How? The three of us can hurt him."

Xia Gorda's face changed suddenly, he stared at the crystal dragon fiercely, and said loudly: "Crystal! Be careful!"

"Okay, okay, it's not that you don't know this guy's temperament, he didn't think about it at all when he said this."

But Crystal Dragon is telling the truth.

Even among the dragon clan, there are good and bad points, and there are differences in priority.After the Dragon King was born, the first to be born were the Crystal Dragon, the Hell Demon Dragon, and the Sky Dragon. The three of them were closest to the Dragon King, and all of them received a trace of the Dragon King's power. It was this power that made the three of them capable of attacking The spear of the dragon king's weakness.

Xia Gorda gave Crystal Dragon a hard look, and left without looking back.

"Stingy! I'm not wrong!" Krystal muttered and kicked the pebble.

Hermes said that it was tiring for him to mediate the dispute between Christo and Xia Gotha every time, but as a fire-fighting agent every time after Christo angered Xia Gotha, Hermes said that the two should not be separated. Put it aside.

Xia Geda is okay, rationally, he can only be angry for a long time, but Crystal is different.

Relying on the talent of prophecy, this guy will disturb the internal peace of the Dragon Clan.

"Although some words are not wrong, they cannot be said casually."

"There is no dust or dirt in my heart, why can't I say it?" Crystal Dragon looked at Hermes, and those magnanimous silver eyes just looked at Hermes' black eyes without blinking.

Hermes sighed: "...you are still young."

"I'm not small at all!" Crystal said angrily. "I just have a longer growth period! I'll be as big as you soon!"

Although the three of them were born at the same time, only the crystal dragon was still not much bigger than a human when he returned to his original form-he is still not an adult.

As the first and only crystal dragon in the world, he doesn't know when he will become an adult, but his age is definitely a thunder that he absolutely doesn't want to be stepped on by others.

"If you are not young, you will know that this sentence should not be said, at least not in front of Xia Geda who respects and loves His Majesty the Dragon King the most."

"I also respect and love His Majesty the Dragon King!"

——But you look like a black man.

Hermes rolled his eyes, seeing that Crystal Dragon didn't intend to continue to be angry, so he put down his burden and walked away.

——As long as this little ancestor doesn't make trouble, he doesn't bother to care about other things, he is not a milk dragon.

Christo, who was left behind, rolled his eyes—he must still be angry when he went to Xia Geda again, and Hermes seemed unwilling to continue talking, so he had one choice left.

He decided to run to ask His Majesty the Dragon King who knows everything!He will definitely be able to get the answer from His Majesty, and then Dalong will take the initiative to reconcile with Xia Geda in large numbers-his plan is perfect!

Poor hell dragon, if Hermes knew that Christo had this idea, he would definitely regret letting the crystal dragon go, instead of holding this stupid dragon firmly beside him.