East China Sea dust

The Dragon King of the East China Sea is not in vain, he naturally has the ability to reach the sky, even if it is restricted by the law of heaven, Ao Zhan's supernatural power is not something that a small fish or shrimp can easily match.

In just a breath of time, the Dragon King brought the young man in his arms to the sea closest to Ye City. He supported the other party's back with one hand, and put the other hand around the bend of his leg, and hugged the young man horizontally. The turquoise vigor generated by the use of the spell of changing shape and changing shadows around the body has not dissipated, and it has been scattered in the midair into bits and pieces.

The morning light pierced through the clouds and sprinkled directly on the beach full of silver sand, coating the most ordinary sand with a layer of golden light, and even the dark blue waves rolling in the distance became shiny.

The sound of waves hitting the rocks can be heard in the ear, and the smell of the sea breeze is passing by the tip of the nose.Zhang Qinglan hadn't escaped from the feeling of weightlessness of flying through the sky, her arms around Ao Zhan's neck were tightened, her eyes were empty, and she stared at the endless blue sky.

Yecheng is born by the sea, with its back against high mountains, its back surrounded by mountains, and its front connected to the boundless sea.

Ao Zhan stood barefoot among the silver sands, his pupils were filled with brilliance, and a pair of vertical emerald green pupils looked dark and coquettish under the light of the morning sun.

The man was wearing a silk robe with wide sleeves and wide sleeves. The sea breeze blew away the man's long black hair, and the robe was rattling. .

The tall and slender man just stood still for a moment, then started walking again, walking straight towards the depths of the sea.

At the moment when the bright blue water was about to touch the instep of Ao Zhan's feet, the man's divine sense moved slightly, and the sea water seemed to have a spiritual wisdom, and they all parted to both sides, leaving only a straight and smooth road in the middle.

Holding the young man in his arms like this, Ao Zhan walked towards the depths of the sea step by step.

It wasn't until the back of the real dragon disappeared at the end of the road that the sea water closed one after another, and the opened road was restored to its original state like a devouring one.

In the end, there was only a piece of calm, sparkling blue water, as quiet as if nothing had ever happened.

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The deep sea is dark.

The sight is full of dark colors, occasionally there are a few small fishes shining with fluorescence, and they will also flee early because of the huge coercion emanating from Ao Zhan's body.

The young man embraced the man's neck with both hands, and leaned his cheek lightly on the other's shoulder. Even though his eyes were dark and his whole body was completely enveloped by the cold sea water, he just nestled in Ao Zhan's arms without saying a word, subconsciously counting the man's stability. And a strong heartbeat.

The depth of the place where the two of them are is still increasing little by little with Ao Zhan's movements.

The cold sea water that was supposed to swallow everything was actually separated by an invisible barrier the moment it touched the skin of the two of them, so even though it was deep into the heart of the sea, Zhang Qinglan's body was still clean and fresh, still carrying the unique softness and warmth of human beings .

If just now Zhang Qinglan opened his eyes and could still catch a little light from the sea, then at this moment, he was plunged into complete darkness. A mortal monk could not see at all, and could only feel the dead silence around his ears.

As if feeling the uneasiness of the person in his arms, the man continued to move forward at that unhurried pace, while hugging Zhang Qinglan's waist tightly, and brought the person into his arms again.

Lowering his head, the man, who will not be affected by the darkness of the deep sea at all, looked calm, and was greatly pleased by the other party's dazed and manipulative movements. Dawdling a few times between the young man's brows.

Feeling the sandpaper-like touch from the forehead, Zhang Qinglan's eyes moved slightly, but she still pursed her thin lips, turned her head, and cast her gaze back into the dark sea where nothing could be seen.

About half a cup of tea later, a little light reappeared in the originally cold and gloomy deep sea.The light seemed to be too soft, the edge was eaten away by the darkness, and it was weak and weak, silently emitting a faint halo in the center of the seabed.

The further you walk in, the brighter the light becomes.

Only then did I realize that the white color was not inferior in the dark seabed, and even had the potential to counteract it—it turned out that the bright light was not just a single thing, but was piled up by a large number of geniuses and treasures As a result, the halos of the various treasures complement each other, and only then does a whole piece of transparent halo drive away the surrounding darkness.

I saw that the Light Unity Realm covered a large area of ​​the seabed in a semicircle, like a huge upside-down transparent fish tank, covering the period with countless artifacts and treasures.

Above the enchantment, lines of golden Sanskrit halos circulated, exuding a thick and powerful real dragon aura. After a little feeling, one can detect the ferocious energy contained in it, suppressing the living beings in all directions, making those who covet treasures dare not act rashly.

Those geniuses and earth treasures shrouded in light clusters piled up indiscriminately. Even the jade corals that were backlogged at the bottom would take thousands of years to melt into one.If you take it out casually, it may cause countless monks and ghosts to fight for the sacred treasures, just like ordinary pearls and jade, stacked in disorder and dusty in the bottom of the sea, no one knows.

However, the most eye-catching thing in the barrier has to be the swaggering Chixia Baiyun Magic Crystal Rock in the center of the transparent barrier.

The spiritual weapon itself is a rock, eight feet in length and width, with wild and irregular borders.The builders wanted to keep the rock in its most primitive state, so they only had to refine it a little, and cut off the ordinary rock layer covering it, and they were done.

Just as its name suggests, the Red Cloud White Cloud Phantom Crystal Rock has a smooth and brilliant surface, containing two colors of blood red and white, lying horizontally on the seabed, weighing more than a thousand catties.The halos on the rock surface are entangled, blood red like mist, white like light, intertwined and intertwined, like tit for tat, and like water and water melting together.

Two or three meters above the spar, an umbrella-shaped jade handle hangs high and floats in the center of the spar. The nine umbrella ribs are all covered with a layer of bright blue tulle.As the jade handle rotates, the long tulle that hangs over the spar also rotates slowly.

The handle of the umbrella flicks slightly, and the tulle flows, which seems to cover up a little halo of red clouds and white clouds, but through the blue tulle, it is more luxurious and precious.

Ao Zhan kept walking, holding Zhang Qinglan in his arms, he walked straight into the barrier, striding towards where the spar was.

It wasn't until I got closer that I realized that the Dragon King actually used the rare red cloud phantom crystal rock as a bed—the crystal stone was covered with layered silk quilts, and jade pillows were scattered among them.

How extravagant the life of the Dragon King of the East China Sea used to be can be seen so clearly.

Ao Zhan bent down, let go of the arm around the opponent's waist, and put him lightly on the spar.

The surrounding white jade lotus lamps are placed in a haphazard manner on the seabed, and what is burning in the wicks is the legendary mermaid ointment that is immortal for thousands of years.

The candle flame was beating and never extinguished, and the mottled flame reflected Ao Zhan's half-scaled face, and a pair of inhuman bewitching vertical pupils stared at Zhang Qinglan, who was kneeling on the bed, with an indistinguishable expression.

Ao Zhan is between the dragon body and the original form at this time, and his temper is at the most elusive moment. Zhang Qinglan, who has long experienced how difficult it is to deal with when the opponent is extremely rascal and violent, naturally cannot act rashly, pursing her thin lips lightly, They just met each other's eyes and didn't say much.

So one person and one dragon stared at each other in silence for a while, with the water flowing in their ears and the candle burning, but it was a boundless silence.

——Just when Zhang Qinglan thought the silence would continue like this, the Dragon King's dark emerald pupils suddenly tightened.

In the next second, as the real cloud and mist rose into the sky, a green dragon about the height of two people, whose size had shrunk by an unknown number of times, suddenly appeared in front of the thin and helpless human monk.

Although it can't be compared with the real body that can easily stir up the wind and clouds on land, the dragon king of the East China Sea who is entwined around Zhang Qinglan's side now is the snake body, crocodile head, eagle claws, antlers, beards at the corners of the mouth, automatic without wind, under the forehead. There are pearls, so majestic and majestic.

Zhang Qinglan was stunned for a moment, staring at the radiant scales on Ao Zhan's body in a daze, and after a while, he withdrew his thoughts of not knowing where to go, and cast a little bit of complicated emotion into the opponent's sight.

At this moment, Qinglong was in a state of confusion, so he couldn't understand the strange eyes and cold expression of the person in front of him.

In the chaos, Ao Zhan could only feel an extremely nice fragrance emanating from the person in front of him, like mist in the mountains, clear dew in the bamboo... In short, as long as he can touch and smell it, it is enough to make him feel bored and restless. Get a moment of comfort and peace in your heart.

This is one of the reasons why he insisted not to destroy everything, but chose to drag people directly into the deep sea, and even showed his treasure house accumulated for thousands of years in front of the other party without any shyness.

There is a greedy root in the nature of dragons, especially Ao Zhan.For thousands of years, he has collected and plundered so many treasures, rare flowers and rare plants, and hid them in the deep sea. This time is the same, he just followed his instinct and exchanged a treasure for collection.

Qinglong stared at the person sitting on the phantom crystal rock with a pair of amber eyes, and circled up in twos and threes, wrapping the person in it with his own body.

Although the dragon body at this time has shrunk by a thousand times compared to when the house was wantonly destroyed on the Dragon King's Mansion just now, it is still too huge for a weak mortal, and it easily wraps Zhang Qinglan in it.

The star light in front of her eyes was instantly annihilated, and she felt the dragon's tail entangled her calf, and there was the slight panting sound of Qinglong beside her ears. Zhang Qinglan sat on the phantom crystal rock, half closed her eyes, but looked up He raised his hand and lightly placed it on the cold and slippery scales of the dragon's body.

So he only heard the sound of water mist churning and stirring in his ears, and when Zhang Qinglan opened his eyes again, Ao Zhan behind him had already changed back to his chaotic appearance mixed with human and dragon.

"..." Zhang Qinglan remained calm and turned her head slightly, just in time to meet Ao Zhan's eyes that were still in a beastly state.

The Dragon King seemed to like hugging the young man in front of him very much. A pair of big hands with scales on the joints stroked the other side's waist upwards.Sitting on the phantom crystal rock with a big horse, relying on his strong body, he tightly grasped the young man's slender wrist and pulled him into his arms.

He felt the warm and soft body of the mortal in his arms on his chest, and the fragrance of green bamboo seemed to pass through the tip of his nose.

The constant pain in the brain was actually calmed down by these tactile aromas little by little, and the manic anger in front of the chest gradually dissipated as time passed.

Like an addiction, the Dragon King, who is no different from a spirit beast, has completely lost his usual high-ranking appearance.Instead, he became clingy and perverse, wrapping his strong arms around the young man's waist, his cheeks kept rubbing against the other's neck and shoulders, and there was a deep infatuation in his demon eyes.When the young man didn't resist, he even showed his white teeth, picked up a small piece of flesh from the back of the other's neck, licked, kissed and gnawed lightly.

Zhang Qinglan didn't say a word, was turned around by Ao Zhan's hand, and sat face to face with him.

Ao Zhan turned his head, leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth, and licked his collarbone under his messy clothes.The young people all lowered their eyes and acquiesced, and even slightly raised their hands, stroking the hard and cold scales on each other's cheeks as if rewarding them.

As if he was encouraged, a muffled murmur came from his throat, and with a smile on his lips, the insane Dragon King unexpectedly summoned a small mountain of artifacts and treasures, and put them all into the Qiankun bag, while hugging the young man indiscriminately. Kissing, while stuffing that small pocket into the other's palm.

It's just that the Dragon King, who was immersed in joy, didn't notice the inexplicable gloomy look in the eyes of the young man who was softly sitting in his arms.

Zhang Qinglan put the Qiankun bag backhand into his sleeve, and raised his eyes to look at Ao Zhan's untamed face—in fact, Steward Wang's defense against him was not unreasonable.

In fact, he is not just a poor half-star who makes a living by bluffing and cheating.After all, in one's life, the unjust debts owed must be paid off by oneself.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea was violent and ruthless. He slaughtered almost half of the monks and mortals on the land at that time based on his personal likes and dislikes 300 years ago.

Heaven punishes him to save all living beings. If he encounters no karmic obstacles once, he will not be injured; if he encounters urgent help, he will not refuse;If there is any disobedience, thunder will fall from the sky, the keel will be pulled out, and the spiritual power will be broken.

The destiny cannot be violated, so the Dragon King, who has always been reckless, can only be confined to a square inch, setting up a school for the human race in Ye City, avoiding the plague, giving alms, and regulating the wind and rain.

In addition, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth also deprived the Dragon King of joy, worry, thought, and sorrow among the seven emotions and six desires.With the full moon as the deadline, he is required to transform into a dragon once a month, and when he transforms into a dragon, he loses his sanity and is no different from the lowest level of beasts at the same time.

No joy, no love, no worries, no thoughts, the rest is just irritable, angry and resentful.If things go on like this, if Ao Zhan can't find a way to crack it, his cultivation base will never be allowed to enter the country.But if the mind is crazy and does not understand sorrow and joy, it will never taste the suffering and joy of mortals, and the punishment will never end.

So just like Ao Zhan was trapped in Ye City, the Heaven and Earth Avenue asked him to cross the city... When he entered the Dragon King's Mansion, he only came to cross Ao Zhan—when will he help Ao Zhan find the lost sorrow, joy and worry? , When will I be able to retire.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Dragon King was not very conscious at this time, Zhang Qinglan secretly took out a half-palm-sized, pitch-black, round crystal stone from the blood jade necklace hanging around his neck.

The stone looks like a brilliance, but the surface is full of dark patterns, twists and turns, leaving a thin layer of clear and shallow traces on the crystal stone.

The surface of the crystal is cold to the touch, and the dark groove patterns are not piled up randomly, and people need to touch it carefully with the pulp of their fingers to explore the mystery.I saw that the dark groove was divided into seven parts, corresponding to the Big Dipper in the sky, and they were distributed regularly on the surface of the crystal.

Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyes, put the crystal stone in her palm, and then pulled the opposite Ao Zhan's wrist, and before the opponent regained consciousness, she actually stuck the crystal directly on the Dragon King's wrist bone.

I saw a white light flashed suddenly at the moment when the originally dull round stone was attached to Ao Zhan's wrist.

Only after the fleeting white light dissipated without a trace can one see that on the surface of the pitch-black crystal stone, only three of the seven exquisite patterns were originally dark. There is a slight red light flashing.The remaining four patterns are motionless, with no intention of lighting up.

Expected result.Zhang Qinglan was not disappointed.

Looking up at the man with a strange face on the opposite side, Zhang Qinglan's expression is still calm and calm——

Taking advantage of Lord Dragon King's unpreparedness and swift strikes, he pasted a piece of talisman paper filled with strong aura to the opponent's eyebrows in an instant.