The first dragon of all time

"All disciples from the outer courtyard, come down and assemble!"

The next day, which was the third day that the new disciples entered the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, before dawn, a roar came from the foot of the mountain, which spread to all the caves in the entire mountain.

At the top of the mountain, in Tianzi No. 1 Cave Mansion, on the stone bed, Long Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he could tell from the roaring voice that it was the voice of the deputy palace master responsible for daily affairs.

What made the deputy palace master so angry?

He vaguely guessed that it might be related to Long Guangjue's matter...

After washing up unhurriedly, he threw a body nourishing elixir that "I can't do this" into his mouth. He suddenly became energetic, then he opened the stone door and walked down the mountain.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, all the disciples from the outer courtyard had already arrived on the flat ground. They were divided into two square formations and stood in silence. In the middle of the two square formations, there was a corpse. It was Long Guangjue.

"what happened?"

Long Qingchen glanced in surprise.

"Return to the team."

The old man in white robe had an ugly expression on his face and gave him a faint look. Then, he glanced sternly at the disciples and said, "Who did it? Stand up!"

The disciples were silent, no one stood up.

Long Qingchen slowly walked into the formation of new disciples and stood next to Long Bingling in the front row.

The white-robed old man's voice was as cold as winter, "If you stand up voluntarily, you will be given a lighter punishment. If you are found out by me, you will be expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace immediately, and you will never be hired!"

All the disciples looked at each other, but still no one came forward.

The white-robed old man's eyes turned cold, and he stared at a senior young disciple, and said majestically, "There are no rules, no squares. The Dragon Blood Martial Palace has clear regulations that prohibit disciples from killing each other. If there is an irresolvable conflict, , can board the ring and fight to the death, but some disciples insist on taking action outside the ring. This is undoubtedly contempt for the rules of the Dragon Blood Martial Palace!"

The young disciple's face froze, and his whole body felt hairy at the sight, "Deputy Palace Master, why are you looking at this disciple like this..."

"Long Heiyao, don't you still admit it?"

The white-robed old man angrily said, "As the head of the three outstanding disciples of the outer courtyard, and as the chief disciple of the entire outer courtyard, you actually took the lead in violating the rules of the Dragon Blood Martial Palace. I am very disappointed in you."

"The deputy palace master suspects senior brother?"

"How is this possible? Senior brother is the chief disciple of the outer court. He will be promoted to the inner court next year. This is already a certainty. The future is bright. How could he do something that would destroy his future?"...

The disciples were in an uproar and looked at the young disciple in disbelief.

Long Heiyao said angrily, "Deputy Palace Master, I respect you, but you have wronged this disciple, and he refuses to accept it!"

Snapped!

The old man in white robe raised his hand and slapped him hard in the face. He staggered back and fell heavily to the ground. "How dare you quibble!"

Long Heiyao had a deep palm mark on his face, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and disheveled hair. He looked like a wounded beast, roaring madly, "It wasn't the disciple who did it. Even if I beat him to death, he won't recognize it!"

The disciples were silent again, not even daring to breathe.

The corners of Long Qingchen's mouth raised slightly, showing no trace of pity.

"If there is no evidence, will I wrongly accuse you?"

The old man in white robe laughed angrily, "Since you refuse to admit it, I will convince you!"

"Turn Long Guangjue over."

He waved his hand.

The two guards immediately leaned over and turned the body over, exposing its back.

The disciples looked away and saw a deep sword mark on the back of Long Guangjue's body.

"It's just a sword mark. There's nothing strange about it. How can we conclude that it was done by senior brother?"

"Is the Deputy Palace Master too arbitrary?"...

They were puzzled and began to whisper,

The white-robed old man stared at Long Heiyao coldly, "This sword mark is not an ordinary sword mark. This sword mark shattered the flesh, bones, internal organs and meridians of Long Guangjue's body. It is the Black Dragon Clan's The first move of the Xuan-level high-grade martial art "Breaking Waves" is caused by breaking the waves with one sword. However, "Breaking Waves" is a relatively profound martial skill that ordinary disciples cannot understand at all. Among all the disciples in the outer courtyard of the entire Dragon Blood Martial Palace, As long as you practice "Breaking Waves" and have some success!"

Long Heiyao's face turned pale, and he stared blankly at the sword marks on the corpse. As if all his strength had been drained from his body, he slumped on the ground.

The old man in white robe sneered, "The evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?"

Long Heiyao's eyes were blood red and covered with bloodshot eyes. He crawled to his feet, hugged his feet tightly and shouted, "Five years ago, since I entered the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, I have worked hard and practiced diligently. I dare not There is a trace of neglect, and I am deeply afraid of living up to the expectations of the Black Dragon Clan elders and academicians. How dare I violate the rules of the Dragon Blood Martial Palace and destroy my future? Deputy Palace Master, please believe me. It is really not me. I have been wronged. of!"

The old man in white robe pulled out his feet, glanced at him with disappointment, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed, "Your diligence, your efforts, and your achievements are all visible to me and the academicians. Unfortunately, the rules are Regulations, it is precisely because of the strict regulations of the Dragon Blood Martial Palace that it can become a holy place for young people to practice. No matter whether any disciple violates the regulations, he will be severely punished. You go, go outside, and do it yourself If you practice hard, there will still be a way out."

Long Baiyu shook his head slightly, "It took a full five years to become the chief disciple of the outer court. He was about to be selected into the inner court with a bright future. In the blink of an eye, he ended up being expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Palace."

"I really didn't do it!"

Long Heiyao kept kowtowing, his forehead was bruised and dripping with blood.

"Even now, don't you still admit it?"

The old man in white robe suddenly opened his eyes and became completely angry, "I am always impartial in my work and will never wrong anyone. Get out of Longxinwu Mansion to avoid embarrassing yourself!"

Long Heiyao seemed to have remembered something. He raised his head and his eyes were bright, "In the back mountain, there is a psychic colorful bird. The deputy palace master can find the colorful bird. Once he asks, he will know that the disciple is wronged!"

Seeing that he was so determined, the old man in white robe couldn't help but become a little suspicious. After thinking for a moment, he looked at a guard and said, "Go to the back mountain and find Academician Long Qingqing and borrow her colorful sparrow."

"Yes!" The guard took the order and hurried away.

"Academician Long Qingqing's colorful sparrow has the blood of the ancient Luan bird. It can channel spirits and know what is happening in the entire Dragon Blood Martial Palace. The colorful sparrow will never be wrong."

"If it was really Senior Brother who did it, then Senior Brother would definitely not dare to take the initiative to find Colorful Bird. Since he dared to bring it up, then it is really possible that he would be wronged."...

The disciples started talking about it.

Not long after, the guard came back, with a sad face and no tears left. He saw a colorful sparrow standing on top of his head, swiping his two claws, and arranging his hair into a bird's nest. Lying down comfortably, I feel like I am an uncle.