Cultivate the ruthless way for him

The Celestial Clan is a branch of the Dragon Clan.

The lineage of the ancient dragon has always been the most noble descendant of the god race in the Three Realms.Longjun Qingyao and Tianjun are brothers connected by blood, and they have three points of resemblance. However, compared with Tianjun, who has been too tired of political affairs, Longjun Qingyao looks about 30 years old and still very young. The young man also has a chic and generous air flowing between his brows and eyes.

Qing Yao raised his command, and a pair of majestic dragon eyes landed on the young man in snow robe standing on the other side of the temple eaves.

The sword energy dissipated, and the boy's black hair hung down to his waist again, looking as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have imagined that it was such a boy who was only a few hundred years old who turned the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace upside down.

Zhao Zhao is also looking at Qing Yao vigilantly.

Although this Dragon Lord's cultivation base is not known how profound, but just a few dragon chants were able to break through his sword formation. It seems that the inner mansion contains the power of the entire universe. This kind of skill, he has only seen in one person. been.

I don't know if this Dragon Lord is good at talking, and if he will tell him about the master.

"Lord Dragon."

Chongyang stood up first, and said: "This little demon is a traitor from the immortal clan..."

"Don't say too much first."

Qing Yao quietly looked at Zhao Zhao, especially the boy's extremely beautiful and cold peach blossom eyes, after a long time, he said slowly: "This king wants to have a private talk with this little friend."

Zhao Zhao was taken aback.

The rest were also taken aback.

The words of the Dragon Lord are solid, and everyone in the Dragon Clan, including Chongyang, did not dare to say anything. Xuanyuan Hongxuan's eyes turned sharply, although he was full of confusion and doubts, he did not dare to ask more questions.

Qing Yao said: "Little fairy friend, would you like to move to Yaoguang Palace?"

Zhaozhao nodded, thinking, this Dragon Lord looks like a chic and straightforward person, he should be different from Xuanyuan Hongxuan and others, even if he wants to harm him, there is no need to take him into the palace.

"Chongyao, take the honored guests back to the Tidal Palace to rest."

The green-robed man with his feet on the lotus leaned over and saluted: "Your subordinate obeys."

There are three floors of Yaoguang Palace. The Dragon Lord Qingyao usually handles political affairs on the first floor. There are several Azure Dragon Envoys standing outside the hall. Inside the hall is only a kind-hearted old man in a deep purple robe.

"The old slave's name is Chongming. He is the chief steward of the Yaoguang Palace, a descendant of the East Sea Turtle, and has served Lord Dragon for generations."

The old man introduced himself kindly, and led Zhao Zhao into the hall.

In the main hall of Yaoguang Hall, a tea room was cut out with screens. Chongming invited Zhao Zhao to sit in the tea room, and personally offered Zhao Zhao a cup of hot tea.

"Young master, wait a moment, our Lord Dragon will be there soon."

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"Thank you."

Chongming retreated to the side, unavoidably raised his eyes, and looked at Zhaozhao quietly.

Except for His Royal Highness Huai Bi and several important generals of the Dragon Clan, the Dragon King's tea room rarely receives outsiders.The concubine used to come here often, but unfortunately after the loss of the little highness, the concubine lived in seclusion, never set foot in the Yaoguang Palace, and treated Long Jun with indifference.Even if Lord Long took the initiative to visit the concubine in Xiangxue Hall, the concubine did not give him a good face.

Sometimes Lord Long would stand alone outside the palace wall of Xiangxue Palace, looking at the dimly lit palace lanterns in the palace in a daze.He waited until the palace lights went out before returning to his own palace.

His Royal Highness is missing, and the princess's heart is pierced like a knife, and her depression is hard to explain. How can the Dragon Lord get it?After all, before the expedition, Lord Long had promised the princess that he would bring the little highness back safely, so the princess would rest assured to hand over the little highness who was still in the dragon egg to Lord Long, and take some generals to support the mother clan.

Long Jun used to be the best drinker, but now because of His Royal Highness, he blames himself day by day, and even quit drinking. There is only the smell of tea in this tea room, and there is no smell of alcohol.

Zhaozhao was still wearing the snow robe unique to Xiangxue Palace, Chongming naturally recognized it at a glance.

He had also heard from the guards that this young man sneaked into the Dragon Palace with the identity of the Xihai Jiao clan, and even directly sneaked into the palace of the princess.

Just now the young man stood on the eaves of the hall with a sword, resisting the four masters of the Dragon Palace, his whole body exuded a frivolous and flamboyant air, and vaguely possessed the aura of the gods, but at the moment he sat obediently, with black hair naturally hanging down to his waist, a pair of beautiful The peach-blossom eyes also suppressed a little bit of coldness, and stared at the teacup quietly, but all of a sudden, he looked like a young man who was indifferent, in line with his real age, and people couldn't help feeling affectionate.

It is said that he is not a disciple of the fairy clan, but a little demon, and he does not know where he cultivated this ability.

"Lord Dragon."

Chongming saw Longjun Qingyao standing at the door of the tea room at some time, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

Zhao Zhaoben half-closed his eyes, recuperating the immortal energy of the inner mansion, upon hearing this, he immediately opened his eyes and raised his head.

"Go down and rest first."

"Yes."

After Chongming withdrew, Qing Yaofang sat across from Zhaozhao, glanced at the untouched tea in front of the young man, and said with a smile, "What? Are you afraid that the king will poison you?"

Zhao Zhao did not say yes, nor did he say no.

A dragon's breath suddenly popped out between Qingyao's fingers, enveloping Zhaozhao.

"You have an injury on your body, this king will help you heal it."

Before Zhao Zhao made any resistance, Qing Yao explained first.

Zhaozhao clearly sensed that the fine cuts on his skin that were struck by lightning were rapidly healing, so Fang held back, with the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, and said, "I came to Dragon Palace to..."

"For the matter of Wu Qiuyu, right?"

There was a big scene tonight, and with Xuanyuan Hongxuan and others fanning the flames, Zhaozhao was not surprised that Qingyao had spotted his purpose.

Zhao Zhao nodded, his expression still clearly guarded.

"My master, why is there a hunting order?"

Qing Yao was stunned: "Wu Qiuyu, is that your master?"

"Yes."

"My purpose of this trip is to find out the truth of the past and clear up the grievances of Master."

Qing Yao sighed. "I really didn't expect that there are still descendants of the old people in the world."

An old friend?

What Zhaozhao said just now was actually meant to test, to see if Qingyao had the same attitude as Xuanyuan Hongxuan and others.Zhaozhao thought that Qingyao might forcefully convict his master, and might list all kinds of "criminal evidence" about his master that he didn't know, but he never expected that this dragon king would call his master an old friend.

Qing Yao smiled gently: "It seems that you are the little guy he can't let go of the most."

A trace of melancholy floated between his brows, and he said: "Actually, this king and him are not considered close friends, but because of some things, he came to visit this king a few times back then, and when he left for the last time, he still asked me, if he has the energy , to help him take care of his apprentice. Afterwards, the king sent Qinglong envoys to look for you near the middle of Sichuan, but they couldn't find you."

Zhaozhao's heart suddenly trembled.

Almost at the same time, the depths of the inner mansion also shook violently.

Zhaozhao gritted his teeth, stopped his thoughts, tried his best not to think about Master, cut off the vine of missing with brute force, and said: "Since Lord Long knew Master, why did he issue that order to kill him? Master, he never Did no evil."

"That's right, he is a good man. He is a friar who has the world in mind and behaves openly and frankly. He did not take the initiative to do evil. It's just..."

Zhao Zhao asked urgently, "Just how?"

Qing Yao couldn't help but recall that night more than 400 years ago, when the monk whose face was covered with silver and black magic patterns had spread all over his body appeared in the Yaoguang Palace wearing a cloak again.

"The magic dragon has appeared, and I have decided to fight to the death with it, and we will die together."

"But the other monster, Wu may not be able to track it down anymore, so he can only ask the Dragon Lord to continue to track it down. Wang Long Lord must kill the remaining evil and restore peace to the Three Realms."

"Sir, do you have any other unfulfilled wishes?"

The man shook his head and turned away.

When he was about to walk out of the Yaoguang Palace, he stopped again, remained silent for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "I still have a disciple, whose parents are both dead, weak and helpless, and still has the wound of the magic dragon on his body... After I left, I hope that Lord Long can take care of him for me. I don’t need rich clothes and fine food, and I don’t need to be pampered. Give him a bite to eat, a shelter from the wind and rain, teach him some life-saving skills, and protect him from growing up safely."

"This is my only unfulfilled wish."

Qing Yao withdrew his thoughts and sighed: "It's just that he was completely demonized before he was alive, and he was forced to do many things against his will."

Zhao Zhao was completely stunned.

Master... demonized?How could he not know at all.

In front of him, the master was clearly the same as a normal person, without any difference.The master also has profound spells and helped the villagers get rid of so many evil spirits and beasts.Master, how can it be demonized?

"A person who is swallowed by the devil energy spends a lot of time suppressing the devil energy in his body every day. When you master and apprentice live together, should he go out alone?"

Zhao Zhao was taken aback again.

That's right, when he was in Guanyin Village, the master had to go to the deep mountains to "practice" and "eliminate monsters" every day at noon, and he was not allowed to follow.He can only eat lunch by himself every time.

So much so that he hates lunch very much, and especially likes to eat dinner. No matter how late it is, he has to wait for Master to come back to eat together.There is no fixed time for Master to come back every day.

Once he really missed Master so much, so he followed him secretly.As a result, before leaving the village, he was discovered by the master.The master was very angry for the first time, and even scolded him.

He ran back crying, lost his temper for several days, and never wanted to talk to that master again.In the end, it was the master who took him to the street and bought a lot of small toys before coaxing him well.

Could it be that the master is not going to cultivate at all, but to suppress the devilish energy?

This cognition subverted all the cognition of the teenager.

No matter how hard Zhaozhao tried to control his emotions, the inner government couldn't help shaking violently.

He doesn't understand Master at all.

After studying art in Fourteen States for so many years, he is no longer the ignorant child he was at the beginning. He clearly knows how painful it is for a person to be swallowed by demonic energy and constantly struggle against it.

That is an inhuman pain at all, more painful than skin cramps.

But the master was always so gentle and patient in front of him, except for that one time, he never lost his temper with him.But when Master smiled at him, it turned out that he was enduring such great pain.

Qingyao sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly melted a dragon's breath to help Zhaozhao stabilize the inner mansion.

Zhaozhao's eyes turned red, his body trembled slightly for a moment, and he asked, "So, the sins listed by Xuanyuan Hongxuan are all true, right?"

Although he knew the truth was cruel, Qing Yao finally nodded slowly.

"Yes."

"It was he who asked me to sign the killing order back then. He felt that he had committed a serious crime and wanted to use this to plead guilty to the people of the world."

Zhaozhao trembled, tried hard to hold back tears, not to shed them, and let the earth-shattering vibrations deep in the inner mansion.

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao!"

Yelled ruthlessly.

Zhao Zhao didn't want to pay attention to it. At this moment, he was almost willful and crazily released the thoughts, grievances and sadness that had been suppressed by violence in his heart for a hundred years.

Qing Yao's color changed slightly, and he transformed into several dragon's breaths again, and entered the youth's inner mansion.

After a long time, Zhao Zhaofang raised his eyes coldly.

Qing Yao said: "I promised your master that day to take good care of you. Since you are here today, stay in Dragon Palace and don't leave."

Zhao Zhao shook his head.

"no need."

The boy got up, lowered his eyes slightly, and walked out as usual.Although the world is vast and the world is vast, I don't know where to go.

Guanyin Village.

Yes, he is going back to Guanyin Village to find Master.

Like a fish trapped in the desert, Zhao Zhao suddenly let out a breath, relaxed his heartstrings, and quickly walked out of the hall.

However, as soon as he walked out of the gate of Yaoguang Palace, the boy fell down without warning.

Qing Yao's complexion changed, and he was about to chase after him to save him, when the white dragon shadow flashed in the air, and he had already supported the young man firmly.

"English."

Xue Ji called softly.

Qing Yao was taken aback when he saw this plain-clothed woman suddenly appearing in front of Yaoguang Hall.