Fu Luan

It has been more than half a month since the emperor ascended the throne, the singing of birds, and the appearance of the real dragon. The events of that day are still a hot topic among officials and common people in Beijing and China.

Visions or man-made, but seeing the real dragon come into the world with their own eyes, even the most stubborn cabinet veterans, recalling the scene afterwards, it is difficult to describe in words the turbulent waves that arose in their hearts at that moment.

No matter how capable the national teacher is, it is absolutely impossible to summon the real dragon!That can only be a revelation from heaven!

"Of course it's not a real dragon, it's just the consciousness of the immortal venerable. It's not uncommon for monks with a single spiritual root to do it. It's just that the higher the cultivation base, the thicker the spiritual root, and the purer the spiritual power, the more powerful the spiritual consciousness will be. The shape of the transformed dragon is closer to that of a real dragon, but it has no body."

Le Wuyan didn't want to explain at first, but couldn't stand Ming Jin's hard work, so he came to the mansion every three days to make a fuss, and then he explained the mystery: "Every time a low-level single spiritual root monk enters a big realm, his spiritual consciousness will Transform the dragon out of the body by itself, and when the cultivation level reaches above the body, you can control it freely and release the dragon shape out of the body at any time, which is powerful and can be used for attack."

Hearing this, not to mention Ming Jin, even Qi Feng who came with him, his eyes lit up three points, Ming Jin asked: "Then when we build the foundation, can we also have the consciousness of transforming dragons out of the body?"

"Yes." Le Wuyan was not very sure whether the cultivation steps of the spirit body and the soul before Yuanying were exactly the same, and it should be quite different, "but the dragon form of the two of you is not so powerful. The weak light is a hundred times dimmer than that of the Immortal Venerable, not so majestic."

"That's also a dragon," Ming Jin said happily, "It's fine if it's a dragon, it's enough to bluff people."

When they were talking, they were in the courtyard of King Hui's Mansion. The courtyard was filled with treasures of heaven and earth that Mingjin and the two had never seen before. Le Wuyan was picking and choosing, as if he was not satisfied with this or that.

"What are these?" Ming Jin asked curiously, and picked up a piece of white jade that couldn't be seen. The touch was quite different from ordinary stones. It really looked like slippery beautiful jade to the touch, and it was more transparent and pure than jade. , can feel the traces of aura wrapped around it.

Le Wuyan: "They are all top-quality raw stones. The one in your hand is Tianhua Lingrui. It is the inner alchemy that has been turned into stone after thousands of years after the death of the ancient mythical beast. It is a good thing, but it is too rare. Thousands of spirit stones can be used." Change it to the one in your hand."

"But I see, Master, you don't seem to like it?" Ming Jin said.

"It's too soft," Le Wuyan shook his head, "I can't refine what I want."

Ming Jin: "So what do you want to refine?"

Le Wuyan: "The magic mirror."

He has studied the seizing technique for the past few days and has gained something. According to his previous thinking, refining a spiritual weapon to make the evil spirit hidden in the body of the deprived person reveal its original form, this is the magic mirror.

Ming Jin asked in surprise, "Is this possible?"

Le Wuyan: "If it works, you'll know after trying it."

When Qi Feng and Xu Youming asked for advice on swordsmanship, Ming Jin helped Le Wuyan pick out things together. Every time he picked up something, Le Wuyan denied it once.

"This is softer than the one just now."

"There is too little spiritual energy in this piece."

"No, there are too many impurities."

"The color is too dark to be a mirror."

"Not this one... Huh? Show me." Le Wuyan took what Ming Jin handed over, and was stunned for a moment before remembering, isn't this the scale Long Tiantian gave him? !

He kept this thing in his Qiankun bag all the time, and almost forgot about it. This palm-sized scale is completely inconspicuous among the treasures of heaven and earth, but when he took it into his hand and took a closer look, the hardness of this thing was just right. There is no trace of impurities inside, and because Long Tiantian is a real dragon, the aura contained on the dragon scale is similar to fairy energy, so it is the most suitable piece he has seen for so long?

Although the color is still a bit darker, it doesn't matter, Long Tiantian is a young dragon, and the color of the scales is not so blue that it turns black, so it is indeed feasible to make a mirror.

Seeing his expression, Ming Jin knew something was going on, and asked, "What is this piece?"

Le Wuyan said: "The dragon scales of a real dragon."

"Real dragon?" Ming Jin was startled, "There really is a real dragon?"

After saying that, he felt that he had asked a stupid question. Since there are other ancient beasts and the Phoenix family, how could there be no real dragons?

Le Wuyan nodded casually: "Of course, this dragon scale was given to me by that real dragon."

"Really?" Ming Jin looked longingly, "What does a real dragon look like? Isn't it particularly powerful?"

"Hmm..." Le Wuyan recalled Long Tiantian's appearance for a while, and said with a smile, "Whether it's mighty or not, you'll know when you see it later."

Ming Jin believed it was true, and happily said to Qi Feng: "Ugly, do you hear me? We can still see the real dragon when we go there."

Qi Feng just understood a sword move that had been stuck for a long time under Xu Youming's guidance. The sword moved forward and retracted the moment he rushed towards Ming Jin. Ming Jin looked at him without moving, as if he was sure that he would accept it. hand.

Qi Feng ignored him, and asked Xu Youming beside him, "How about the real dragon?"

Xu Youming said coldly: "Not really."

Seeing Xu Youming's disdain, Ming Jin turned his head and asked Le Wuyan: "Has the Immortal Venerable fought against a real dragon? Who is stronger?"

"Of course it is," Le Wuyan said for a while, and smiled when Xu Youming glanced over, "My husband is the most powerful, does it need to be said?"

Ming Jin's eyes showed doubts: "Is it true? Isn't the real dragon omnipotent in the legend? Such a god, it can't compare to the immortal?"

"You don't understand," Le Wuyan said, "Unless the true dragon crosses the catastrophe and returns to the dragon clan of the fairy world, its own cultivation will no longer be restricted. If so, it is only a clan of the fairy world. It’s just the director, everything else is exaggerated by ordinary people.”

Ming Jin was a little disappointed when he heard the words. After all, in the cognition of ordinary people, the real dragon is the supreme fetish. Why don't you call the emperor the real dragon emperor?But Le Wuyan actually said that the real dragon is no different from other mythical beasts?

"Then I still want to meet the real dragon, is it good-looking?"

"Of course it's good..." Le Wuyan coughed lightly, "It's not bad, it's pretty."

Whether it's Long Tiantian or Little Mudan, there is no one who can catch his eyes and is not good-looking.

Ming Jin: "Then I must see you!"

Qi Feng reminded him in a deep voice: "You and I are so low in cultivation, I'm afraid there is no possibility of getting close to the real dragon."

Ming Jin smiled and said, "You are so sour, I just want to watch it."

Qi Feng looked away expressionlessly.

After those two people pulled and quarreled and left, Xu Youming walked to Le Wuyan's side and asked him, "Is this really possible?"

Le Wuyan raised the dragon scale in his hand, facing the direction of the sun, the turquoise dragon scale became more and more radiant and dazzling.

"You can try it," he said, "If it doesn't work, it's just a waste of this dragon scale."

Le Wuyan was eager to try, so he planned to go to the room next door which was used as an alchemy refining room, but was stopped by Xu Youming.

Xu Youming bent down and picked him up: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, even if you want to try, it should not exceed one hour a day."

"Then it will take me a year of the monkey to refine things?" Le Wuyan asked him.

"It's more important for you to take care of your primordial spirit." Xu Youming insisted, obviously he didn't intend to give in on this matter.

After entering the door and getting on the couch, Le Wuyan lazily fell down and didn't want to move anymore.

Xu Youming sat down by the couch and looked sideways at him.

Le Wuyan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Xu Youming put his fingers on his temples and sent spiritual power into him.

Le Wuyan closed his eyes and muttered, "It's much better."

"Your complexion has always been bad." Xu Youming whispered.

But Le Wuyan asked him: "Shall we seal the contract?"

Xu Youming snapped his fingers: "I'll talk about it later."

"Why do we have to wait later?" Le Wuyan said dissatisfiedly, "There is no one here to make trouble. I can go back only after I have raised my primordial spirit. Wouldn't it be better if we branded the deed seal now? My cultivation base may be uncertain." You can still break through a small realm before going back, why wait?"

"No," Xu Youming refused to let go, "Your primordial spirit is not stable, it is not suitable for cultivation, and it is best not to imprint the contract at this time, your cultivation speed is fast enough, just stop for two or three years, there is no delay What."

Delay me from making a complete bond with you!

Le Wuyan was depressed for a while, every time he mentioned the branding of the contract, this person always had an excuse to push it back, how many times has this happened?

"You just don't want to brand the contract with me, do you? If you don't want to, forget it. I'll burn the contract later."

After Le Wuyan finished speaking angrily, he pushed Xu Youming's hand away, turned his back, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Are you angry?" Xu Youming's voice came over and fell close to Le Wuyan's ear.

Le Wuyan couldn't take it anymore and pushed the person behind him with his backhand: "I'm angry, stay away from me."

Xu Youming squeezed his wrist: "Stop making trouble."

"I didn't make trouble with you," Le Wuyan turned to stare at him, turned over and sat up, and asked with a frown, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"No." Xu Youming said calmly.

Le Wuyan stared into his eyes: "Really?"

Xu Youming: "No."

The four eyes met, Le Wuyan still had doubts in his expression, but Xu Youming said it firmly, he still could only sulk, and fell down again.

Then he noticed Xu Youming getting up behind him, and the sound of footsteps leaving.

When Xu Youming came back again, there was an extra branch in his hand that he had picked in the courtyard outside, and he put it in front of Le Wuyan.

Le Wuyan stared at the delicately blooming flowers for a moment, then sat up again, and said angrily, "You have destroyed the formation outside."

"No," Xu Youming said, "it's just this one, it can't destroy the formation. If you still want it, I'll pick it for you."

Le Wuyan: "No, that's all you can do."

Every time it made him unhappy, he would only use this trick, and he didn't get tired of it.

"Qingque," Xu Youming called his name, with helplessness in his tone, "Don't be angry."

Le Wuyan: "Do you think I'm making trouble for no reason?"

Xu Youming: "No, I just said something wrong, you should be angry."

"Forget it," it's meaningless to continue, Le Wuyan said, "If you don't have the deed seal, don't do it, so as not to look like I'm forcing you into prostitution."

Xu Youming lowered his head, and touched the flame pattern on his forehead with his lips.

Le Wuyan closed his eyes, let out a breath, ... let's talk about it later.

"I have to raise the primordial spirit quickly," he said, "Little Peony is left there alone, and I don't know what's going on now, we have to go back as soon as possible."

Xu Youming: "You rest at ease, don't think too much, he is not in danger now."

Le Wuyan raised his eyes: "How do you know?"

Xu Youming explained: "When we parted ways that day, I left a mark on him. If his life was really in danger, the mark would move, and he hadn't used the protective sword intent I gave him yet."

As the night fell and everything was silent, Qin Ziyu quietly pushed open the courtyard door, stepped out, and went into the lush forest behind the mountain.

During this period of time, he has walked back and forth the main peak of the Extreme Immortal League, remembering every route down the mountain.

The enchantment Xie Shigu set up is everywhere, like a net in heaven and earth, and it is absolutely impossible for him to leave here alone.

Three days ago, Yu Weiqiu contacted him suddenly, saying that he had gotten into the Supreme Immortal Alliance and asked him to prepare. Qin Ziyu felt uneasy, but this was his only chance, and he could only gamble.

Yu Weiqiu's voice sounded again in his mind: "Ziyu, have you arrived yet? I'll be waiting for you by the Lingquan on the west side of the forest."

Qin Ziyu dropped the sentence "Hurry up" and quickened his pace.

Xie Shigu was not there, and none of the attendants on the mountain came out at night, and there was no one around, which made it easier for Qin Ziyu to move.

A quarter of an hour later, he saw people at the place Yu Weiqiu had mentioned. Yu Weiqiu was wearing the black clothes and black robes of inner sect disciples of the Supreme Immortal League, and had no lighting tools. There were only a few fireflies around him, vaguely There is a little light.

Yu Weiqiu just said "Follow me", and turned to go deep into the forest.

Qin Ziyu hurriedly followed, the two of them had no time to chat, Yu Weiqiu just said: "Although there is an enchantment he set up on this mountain, there is also a back door for the servants who work on the mountain to enter and exit. Once we get their pass token, as long as we go down this mountain and leave here smoothly, we will go to the Eastern Continent immediately, I took my father's best flying spirit weapon, which can hide the breath, and he can't catch up."

Qin Ziyu asked worriedly, "Did you come here alone?"

"Well," Yu Weiqiu said calmly, "I sneaked out, my father and the others didn't know that I was here, and I have been in this Supreme Immortal League for almost a month before I waited for the opportunity of the Demon Slaying Conference. to take you away."

Qin Ziyu: "...Can I go?"

"Let's go," Yu Weiqiu said firmly, "Don't worry, when you go back to Taiyi Immortal Sect, no one will make things difficult for you. My father has a lot of doubts about what happened in Baiyang Valley, and he doesn't quite believe that it was the little uncle and the others who did it. When the little uncle and the others come back, they will be fine after clearing up the misunderstanding."

He turned his head to look at Qin Ziyu, and the firefly light reflected his ashamed expression: "That day in Baiyang Valley, my consciousness was manipulated by someone, and what I said was beyond my original intention. I'm sorry for hurting you."

Qin Ziyu was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Forget it, it's none of your business, it's just someone's thinking about it."

After that, they took the pass token that Yu Weiqiu got, walked through the back door he said, and went down the mountain smoothly. Before dawn, they finally walked out of the gate of the Supreme Immortal League.

Qin Ziyu finally looked back at the dark and endless mountains behind him, paused, and looked away.

Yu Weiqiu released the flying weapon and said to him, "Let's go."