Dragon teaches self-cultivation in the dynasty

Early the next morning.

Long Guiyin slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the intricate patterns on the top of the bed.

Blinking eyes, still a little confused about the situation.

I seem to have been backlashed by the Emperor Punishment Curse, why did I suddenly fall asleep again?

He couldn't help frowning, trying to recall what happened last night. His hazy memory vaguely remembered a pair of amber eyes, and a voice that was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

It seems that someone has been here before, he feels very familiar and gentle, not an enemy, but...

who is it?

He wanted to raise his hand to rub the throbbing eyebrows, but when he raised his hand, he suddenly froze.

At this time, the monsters waiting outside the door were going crazy.

Ever since Jinzhu brought back the assassin whose bones were smashed by the mysterious person back to the mansion, all the monsters have come back. At first they were quite anxious about the increasingly violent atmosphere in the house, and they were thinking whether to rely on the number of beasts to forcibly I broke in to check the situation, but suddenly felt that the aura gradually became peaceful, and the normal and peaceful aura of the prince was restored.

It should be fine.

All the monsters breathed a sigh of relief, and they didn't dare to go in to disturb his Ninglongzhu, so they planned to wait outside the door and wait for the prince to come out.

This wait is one night.

Maoshi is more than half past, and it is almost Chenshi.

Today is an important day to welcome the envoy of Yulong Kingdom. All courtiers, big or small, are present. Now that the prince has not come out, could it be that the dragon ball has not been condensed yet?

A group of demons stayed outside the main hall, looking at me and you, all a little anxious.

Jin Zhu murmured: "How about I go to the palace and ask the prince for leave, saying that he has a sudden illness and can't come?"

Zhuyun asked back: "In case the emperor sends an imperial doctor, will you open or close the door?"

Jin Zhu also thinks it makes sense, why not: "Since you can't tell a doctor, what should you do?"

The other monsters thought about it, and some said, "It is said that something has happened", some said, "Don't worry about it", and some even said, "Just turn against the emperor directly", one is more cruel and unreliable than the other, and the key is that I still feel that it is unique. No one was convinced, and almost fought in front of the house.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, the door opened with a "squeak".

All the monsters were silent, and when they looked up, there was no one behind the wide open door.

All the demons: "???"

Just when a group of monsters couldn't hold back and almost forced their way in, a white figure finally slowly... flew out.

It was a... dragon.

A small baby dragon with the size of a palm and the thickness of fingers.

The warm and delicate white scales like jade snow cover the whole body. The tip of the scales is a little light blue. A soft, white and tender baby dragon just out of its shell.

All the demons: "!!!"

In an instant, the white fox stretched out all four tails on its back, baring its teeth and claws, wanting to pounce on Xiaolong and give him a good rub!

Silkworm girl's ice-white worm face showed a gentle and loving maternal smile, and the white silkworm tail that overflowed with maternal love was slapping excitedly.

Some of the other monsters couldn't control it, and they just "ooooo" and tried to rush up to rub the dragon in vain.

But at this moment, the little cub dragon swung its tail and raised its head, and suddenly a majestic coercion spread, and all the monsters trembled and knelt down on the ground, not daring to mess around again. move.

Xiaolong's pair of light blue dragon eyes swept around his yard majestically, his expression looked cold and noble, but there was a trace of annoyance deep in his eyes.

It's all because of the damned Emperor's Punishment Curse, which caused him to spend a lot of spiritual energy to resist the backlash, and the dragon's body shrank!

Fortunately, Dragon Ball finally condensed successfully, and his strength finally recovered partly, and now it has reached the foundation building stage.

He glanced at the monsters and asked, "Did anyone come to my room last night?"

A dozen or so monsters looked at each other with unnatural expressions.

The white fox chuckled, and said with a guilty conscience: "Yes... There is a person. Last night, ten assassins came to the mansion. We were all busy dealing with the assassins. We didn't take care of your room for a while. An assassin used teleportation The talisman was sent directly to your room."

Long Guiyin frowned, "Assassin?"

The white fox said: "Yes, I was beaten out by you in the end and suffered serious injuries. Now I am locked up in the woodshed."

Long Guiyin thought for a while and asked, "What color are his eyes?"

The white fox blinked and said, "Hei, why are you asking this?"

Long Guiyin glanced at him.

The white fox immediately shut up.

Black eyes, that's not the person from last night, it seems that besides him, someone else came to his room.

Long Guiyin asked: "Is there no one else?"

The white fox vowed: "No, after that, the spider cloud and the silkworm girl will seal your door and windows, unless someone with a super high cultivation level who can teleport like a god-like body, it is impossible for anyone to visit you again." Room."

With a cultivation level above God Transformation, Quan Da Yue is only a national teacher and the emperor, how could they come to his room and still make him feel familiar?

Is it really an illusion?

He frowned and thought, but suddenly felt that the eyes staring at him were a little strange, so he couldn't help but look up.

The ten monsters looked at him without blinking, each with strange expressions and bright eyes.

With a thought in his mind, Long Guiyin activated his listening talent.

One after another thin voices suddenly sounded in my heart.

[So cute, majestic and cute, why is the prince so cute! 】

[Want to squeeze, want to imitate, want to bald him! 】

[I want to build a small black house to lock up the prince and only give me a rabbit rua. 】

【Hey...hehe...I want to have such a cute little dragon as a son with the prince, hehehe...】

Long Guiyin: "..."

He blinked, looking at the well-behaved and docile faces with tightly closed mouths in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Oh, you are not small.

She wants to shut me up, rua me, lick me, squeeze me, and have a son with me by the way.

You are finished!

With a noble and cold face, he punished a group of demons to clean the mansion, and ruthlessly ordered them not to use spells during the whole process, and drove them away amidst the mournful screams of all the demons.

The real dragon has no intentions at all, why bother to act for the demon!

Before leaving, the white fox think tank briefly explained what happened last night, and pointed to a corner of the palace, indicating that all the assassins are locked up there, and they will be interrogated by the prince!

Then ran away in a hurry.

Long Guiyin frowned and looked in the direction of the firewood room, and then remembered those amber eyes from last night.

A voice with a smile suddenly sounded in my mind, "It seems that the master is doing well in this world, and these monsters are very good to the master."

Long Guiyin said lightly: "It's okay."

This speaking voice is his natal magic weapon - the spirit map of the mountain and river map.

He shuttled from the Dragon Realm, and was ravaged by a terrifying space storm on the way. When he fell into this world, his natal magic weapon was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. He did not wake up until he condensed into dragon balls.

Shanhetu is a small world, in which he has planted many exotic flowers and spiritual grasses from the Dragon Realm. The aura is so strong that it is a paradise within the Dragon Realm. One day of cultivation in it is worth ten years outside.

With the map of mountains and rivers, his recovery is just around the corner.

He smiled and asked, "Tutu, since you're awake, the small world should be restored, right?"

The voice in my head froze for a moment, and when it sounded again, I felt guilty, "It's been repaired..."

Long Guiyin smiled even more. Just as he was about to insert his spiritual thoughts into his mind, the voice rang out again slowly, "...the size of a fingernail."

Long Guiyin: "..."

Long Guiyin quickly probed his spiritual thoughts into the sea of ​​consciousness, and at the very center of the vast and boundless world of the sea of ​​consciousness, there was a picture scroll with a dim color. It was blank, and there was only an ink drop the size of a fingernail.

Spiritual thoughts penetrated in... It was really only a space the size of a fingernail!

His small world, which was almost as big as a dynasty, is gone!

Long Guiyin split open.

Tutu was very aggrieved, "Master traveled through the turbulent space and exhausted the spiritual energy in the small world. I did my best to return all the spiritual plants to the seed state. Besides, there seems to be another incident among you, the dragon ball was lost, and the spiritual energy disappeared. Ming, I am lucky to be able to wake up now, and I only used the remaining aura of your condensed dragon ball to open up a piece of land the size of a fingernail, there is really no way to do more."

Long Guiyin took a deep breath, and said slowly, "This...it's not your fault."

Tutu heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "The nail-sized space is planted with golden letter grass. As long as the owner can obtain the power of faith, the golden letter grass will transform the power of faith into aura, and the space can be further expanded."

Long Guiyin frowned slightly, and smiled, "I see."

The power of faith?

With his current ability to restore Dragon Ball, it is easy to gain faith.

Coincidentally, the Yulong Kingdom's mission should also be here, and it's time for him to "greet".