There is a dragon in the backyard of the palace

The old Taoist priest has lived for more than 100 years and has always been self-aware.

Consuming qi to keep in good health, burning alchemy and refining mercury are all his specialties; he can also play two sets of Wu Qinxi and Tai Chi.If anyone's house is haunted by demon foxes and evil spirits, he can take the mahogany sword, yellow paper, and cinnabar to go there, and he will be able to get rid of the trouble.He can also do some small spells, such as shrinking the ground to an inch, piercing walls, blinding eyes, etc., which can be used well.He has lived for more than 100 years and still has a 30-year-old appearance, and he is quite proud of it, but if it is the last dragon that has lived for tens of thousands of years...

He really didn't dare to think about what the result would be.

If he had a choice, he would definitely not mess around with the emperor who was fascinated by dragon blood.

It's also because he was fascinated by fame and fortune before, and he was tired of living an ordinary life, so he insisted on going to the imperial court.Since he met the emperor, he hasn't had a good thing happen. This month on death row almost destroyed him.The day he was taken out of prison to face the saint, he made up his mind never to go back.

Under such circumstances, no matter what the emperor said, he could only agree. As for whether he could actually do it and to what extent, it was out of his consideration.

After his face-to-face that day, he was always in a daze, unable to tell what he was thinking.

The emperor gave him a dragon-binding rope. Speaking of which, this thing is really a treasure in the hands of someone who can use it. If someone who knows martial arts can use it as a weapon.But the old Taoist held this dragon-binding rope, and really didn't know what use it could do.

He didn't care about being in a trance for too long, because the emperor immediately sent him a guard, saying it was to protect him, and also to escort Qinglong smoothly after he succeeded.I don't know where Qinglong is?It doesn't matter, they also prepared two guides for him.

The old Taoist thought and thought, and finally wrote the book again, asking the emperor for approval, so that he could take his apprentices with him.

On such insignificant matters, the emperor was always easy to talk about.The permit was approved quickly, and they even thoughtfully increased their budget for travel expenses.

The apprentices who have followed the old Taoist priest these years are basically in their 30s and [-]s. They have not yet learned the master's skills, and they worship the master like a god.It never occurred to them that their master had no ability to face real dragons at all.I just thought it was a rich and vivid practical lesson - just like when he took them to eradicate fox demons and evil spirits.

Only the old Taoist knew that the reason he brought so many apprentices was to properly divert the attention of the guards at critical moments, so that he could take the opportunity to escape.If he escaped smoothly, his disciples would probably be escorted back to be convicted. If he unfortunately failed to escape, these disciples would have to act as cannon fodder for sacrifice in this unfortunate incident, just like him.

The old Taoist didn't feel much guilt for using these apprentices who trusted him deeply.

Perhaps if people live for a long time, they will inevitably be more afraid of death, and they are more greedy for life than anything else. All purposes are only for their own survival. As for other things... too extravagant, let's not think about it.

However, the ideal situation for the old Taoist priest did not appear.

The guards took them very seriously, and they were on duty day and night. Although the old Taoist knew some spells, his spells really couldn't work in the current situation where nothing was under surveillance.He was a little discouraged, but he hadn't completely lost hope. He looked forward to finding a chance to escape when he was about to reach his destination.Before that, he still maintained a proper arrogance and mystery in front of the guards and apprentices, playing the role of an outsider.

This team is slowly moving towards the East China Sea. Only a few people know their final fate for sure...but it is not sure.

In the East China Sea, the situation is completely opposite, everyone knows what is going to happen, they are preparing for war.

It may not be accurate to say that every "person" is, after all, there is actually only one human being here, and if judged according to the condition of his bones and muscles, even he can no longer be classified as a "person".It's ridiculous to say that ever since Xiao became so inhuman, the sharks in the East China Sea have shown him great kindness.In short, apart from Xiao, there are only Qinglong and countless sharks here. All these "people" already know that in a few days, the people sent by the human emperor will arrive at the seashore.

This will be a war.

A Taoist priest leads a few apprentices, plus a guard, against the millions of sharks in the East China Sea, plus a dragon.

It was a ridiculously lopsided war, but a war nonetheless.When the human emperor ordered without authorization to capture Qinglong, the king of the East China Sea, as an ordinary beast, this war was already inevitable.This side of the East China Sea has already made preparations. As long as the other party puts on a stance to attack, the war will start immediately and everything will be submerged in no time.Maybe in the end they will go to the capital to solve the trouble once and for all.

Even an extremely soft-hearted person like Xiao couldn't find a reason not to start this war.He was already tired of dealing with the endless assassins sent by the emperor. Qinglong traveled with him in the world, dealing with assassinations and surveillance tirelessly, and had already suffered a lot of grievances.But in any case, before this, it was just a matter between the cousins ​​Xiao and the emperor. Although Xiao had never sat in that position, he could understand the behavior of the emperor. It is indeed a great threat, and it is understandable that the emperor wants to press him to death.But at this moment, since the other party took out the dragon-binding rope and prepared to attack Qinglong, this is another matter, and it can no longer be regarded as a small fight.

Those who vainly tried to attack Qinglong must pay the price.

The emperor sat in the court, completely unaware of what fate he was about to face and what price he would pay for his decisions.In a way, he's actually a little naive.He was born a prince and became emperor in his twenties. He thought he was omnipotent and forgot that there were things in this world that he could not control.In addition, he had sent many assassins to Xiao and Qinglong, and the other party didn't have any special reaction, which gave him an illusion that they were nothing to be afraid of.

His attention was still focused on the crystal vial in front of him.

He has kept this bottle of dragon's blood with him for a long time. He keeps it on his desk. Whether it is between reviewing memorials or discussing with ministers, he always looks at it. In short, when he has a little spare time, he About to take this thing out to have a look, frowning.

He did send a Taoist priest with a dragon-binding rope to catch Qinglong, but whether he can catch it... is still unknown.

If the operation over there fails, it is very likely that the last thing he can rely on is this small bottle of half-dried dragon blood.

The Qinglong far away in the East China Sea is unknown, but this small bottle of blood is on the desk, right at his hand, can be seen every day, and it can't stop tempting him.

There is also a bit of dragon blood flowing on the emperor's body. Although this bit of dragon blood is so rare that it is almost negligible, it will still have a strong impact on people when they are close to the same dragon blood. There was a roar in his veins, tempting him to taste the taste of this small bottle of dried up dragon's blood.Since it was here, why did he keep waiting?

The previous rationality collapsed, and the emperor finally decided to drink this small bottle of dragon's blood first.

Although this small bottle of blood was almost solidified, it wasn't too difficult to get the dragon's blood out and drink it.The emperor compared several commonly used methods recorded in the book, and finally chose the simplest one: he poured strong baijiu into a small bottle, dissolved the half-frozen dragon's blood, held it up to his lips and drank it all in one gulp. .

The emperor usually never drank such a strong wine. The slightly salty strong wine mixed with dragon's blood burned his throat like fire and burned all the way to his stomach.The taste of this thing is really not very good. The emperor frowned, feeling a little disgusted, and almost spit it out while covering his mouth.But of course he couldn't spit it out, there was only such a little amount of precious dragon blood, and no waste was allowed.

The maid serving at the side quickly poured tea, and he took a big sip, finally feeling much more comfortable... He let out a long breath.

He just drank the dragon's blood, and there is no obvious effect, but the emperor's heart is full of expectations, and he can almost foresee his energetic and radiant appearance in the not-too-distant future.If all goes well, perhaps he, too, will become a dragon before long, with endless life and eternal youth.

The emperor was having a sweet dream like this, unaware that there was already rumbling thunder on the not-too-distant coast of the East China Sea.

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I've been writing a lot lately, so I may not update it on time tomorrow, it may be later.If it hasn’t been updated at [-]:[-] p.m., watch it before going to bed, and it will be updated when it’s finished.