The Dragon King of the Phoenix River regretted a little at the moment, he must have exposed his identity.

Will the immortal master's dragon slaying knife be slashed on his own dragon head?

The Dragon King of the Phoenix River thought of five hundred years ago, when he was still a small carp in the Phoenix River.

When I met a dust fairy, it was he who ignited himself, so that he made himself leap into the dragon gate and became the dragon king of the Phoenix River.

It was man who made him what he is today, and will he die at the hands of man today?

The old dragon king on the side was already restless, sweating profusely on his back.

In a proper manner, the body straightened, and even the breathing became slow.

And Zhou Yi on the side obviously didn't notice the changes in the old dragon king.

I just kept reading it.

"Dragon, dragon!"

"The dragons have no head, the Longtan Tiger's Den, the Dragon Slaying Knife, click to send?"

Zhou Yi seems to be talking nonsense, but in fact, he is reciting a word repeatedly, and then looking for that trace of inspiration.

Zhou Yi calls this method of writing a stream of consciousness.

He writes, and it's really not blind.

Every time I write, I capture the inspiration that lurks in the depths of my mind.

I don't know when it started, every time Zhou Yi wanted to write, a thought would pop out of his mind.

Then he took his hand and wrote and painted.

So when Zhou Yi repeatedly said the word dragon in his mouth.

Suddenly, a sea breeze blew in his mind.

Whew!

With the blowing of the sea breeze, Zhou Yi seemed to smell the fishy smell in the sea breeze.

Immediately after, a vast ocean appeared in front of him.

In my ears, I heard the sound of crashing waves against the reef.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Zhou Yi's whole person instantly became a little excited.

He has a feeling of facing the sea and blooming in spring.

Whoop......

Suddenly, a mysterious, melodious, high-pitched voice came from the depths of the sea.

In the next second, a huge dragon rose from the depths of the sea.

The dragon roared in the sky, and the sound shook all over the world.

The golden light shone on the huge body, reflecting the colorful light of the dragon scales.

Sparkling, dazzling.

The dragon's body is winding and soaring in the air.

Kyushu is all over the world, and the aquatic tribes in the world are jumping one after another, looking up at the dragon power of the world.

Suddenly!

The dragon had a pair of dragon eyes, saw through the past and the present, saw through the sky, and saw Zhou Yi on the shore.

With a dragon groan, it lowered the arrogant and invincible dragon head towards Zhou Yicheng.

Seeing the dragon's head hanging down to himself, Zhou Yi just stared blankly, without the slightest fear.

The eyes looked directly into the dragon's pupils, causing the dragon to lower its head even more.

It seems that in front of Zhou Yi, he is just a small pet.

It was at that moment that Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

The wolf in his hand waved with a flick.

The ink goes with the pen, and the pen moves with the heart.

Hanhai, the sky, the waves, the reef, the dragon......

A picture of the dragon going out to sea appeared on the rice paper.

At the moment when the painting was completed, in the distant calm seas, the wind and waves were suddenly stormy.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thundered.

Waterspouts rose into the air.

Under the four seas, four real divine dragons rose to the sky and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Who's calling?"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea, dressed in green scales, rolled up a hundred-foot high tide and ten thousand thunderbolts, and let out a shout in the direction where the Kyushu Continent was located.

"I heard the call from above. ”

The Dragon King of the North Sea, dressed in ice scales, carries ice, wind, snow and rain, and freezes for hundreds of miles in an instant at absolute zero. It also made a call in the direction of the Kyushu mainland.

"It's the call of the ancestral dragon, and he's back. ”

The Dragon King of the Western Sea, riding the wind, carried endless black clouds and storms above the clouds. Lowered the head of the dragon in the direction of the Kyushu continent.

"Ancestral Dragon, it's Ancestral Dragon who has returned. ”

The Dragon King of the South China Sea, among the submarine volcanoes, rises to the sky.

The lava erupted around him, and the surrounding sea water evaporated instantly.

It couldn't wait and flew in the direction of the Kyushu continent.

......

As soon as the painting is completed, the four dragons are shocked!

Zhou Yi never imagined that the painting he painted would actually alarm the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

And what is even more exaggerated is that the Dragon King of the Phoenix River knelt down when he saw Zhou Yi's words.

That's right, he knelt down without warning.

Even the Dragon King of the Phoenix River himself didn't react.

Almost subconsciously kneeling.

Because at that moment, he felt that the real divine dragon had descended.

It wasn't just an ordinary dragon, it was the ancestor of dragons.

The breath from the ancestral dragon made the little carp of the Dragon King of the Phoenix River feel fear and awe from the depths of his blood.

Although the Dragon King of the Huanghe River is called the Dragon King, it is just a small carp that has crossed the dragon gate.

Not really a dragon.

And now a painting by Zhou Yi made the legendary ancestor dragon born, the Dragon King of the Phoenix River, how not to be shocked.

Zhou Yizai saw the Dragon King of the Phoenix River kneeling down towards him inexplicably, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"Are you alright?"

Under Zhou Yi's call, the Dragon King of the Phoenix River slowly came back to his senses.

He didn't even dare to look at the painting painted by Zhou Yi squarely, because as long as he looked at it, he couldn't help but want to kneel.

Fortunately, the Dragon King of Huanghe maintained the last trace of composure, and he quickly replied to Zhou Yi.

"No, it's fine!"

"It's just the picture you painted, it's too shocking. I was scared. ”

After Zhou Yi heard this, he thought that the Dragon King of the Phoenix River was praising the lifelike paintings he painted, just like the real thing.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha! It seems that you not only understand my handwriting, but also my drawing. ”

"It took at least eighty percent of my effort to paint this picture. ”

"If you look at this painting, it's brilliant, vivid, lifelike, and fascinating. ”

"Take it to the auction house, at least a few thousand. ”

Zhou Yi boasted about himself, which was unceremonious.

In his opinion, the paintings he painted can sell for thousands of dollars, which is already very awesome.

It's a pity that the old dragon king can't listen to his words at all now.

In other words, the old dragon king's entire brain was down, and he didn't know what Zhou Yi was talking about.

"Those who know my heart should give them paintings. This painting is for you. ”

"I'm going to write you two pictures. But I think this one painting should be completely sufficient!"

......

In the end, the old dragon king didn't know how he left the Tibetan Spirit Xuan.

Anyway, from beginning to end, he answered everything Zhou Yi said.

When he walked out of the Tibetan Spirit Xuan, he held the rolled dragon out of the sea in his arms.

Then he left in a haunted state.

It wasn't until after the old dragon king left that Zhou Yi hurriedly opened the rosewood box he brought to see.

It turned out that inside the rosewood box, there was a broken fan and a fruit knife.

"Hey, old fellow. With such a good rosewood box, put such two broken things?"

Zhou Yi put something better in a rosewood box.

I didn't expect it to be useless for him.

"Forget it, this thing should be worth a few bucks, get a fat man for some. ”

Zhou Yi took out the "Demon Slaying Flying Knife" and "Feng Lai Bao Fan", which he didn't know at all, from the rosewood box and threw them aside.

Then I took the rosewood box and went to the jade shop next door to change money.