Ryujin

Danshu carried the little dragon to the edge of the spirit storage pool, but he was not in a hurry to rescue it, but only put it on the edge of the pool and said, "Don't pretend." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info You were already awake the moment I touched you, right? ”

The little dragon's eyes moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"How did you know that Master has Dragon Balls?" Danshu asked first, "Who asked you to get the Dragon Balls?"

Xiaolong was disheartened and didn't answer, but said, "If you want to kill, kill it." ”

Danshu said, "I don't want to kill gods yet. ”

The little dragon snorted.

Danshu was not annoyed, and raised his hand to touch Xiaolong's long hair: "You are much older than when you came." ”

The little dragon tried to dodge, but he couldn't move due to his injuries.

Danshu said: "From the beginning, I wondered, who gave you the ban? You obviously have a father and brothers, and you have relatives, why were you injured and made so embarrassed, and you ended up in Xianggaoze?"

Big tears oozed from the dragon's eyes. He said, "What do you do with so much? What if you know? Will you help me to avenge my father and brother?"

Danshu said, "Your father and brother have already been killed?" and he felt that something was wrong when he heard Oneiroi talk about eating dragons. Xiaolong's reaction was too strange. "When did the Divine Dragon Eater start?" Danshu asked, "You came here because you were hunted down by the gods?"

Xiaolong bared his teeth, as if laughing: "I'm so small, I can't stuff my teeth enough, where will those gods notice me? They all went to rob my father and brother's flesh," Xiaolong's tears fell into a string of transparent beads one after another, "My father just died, and my brother is still alive...... They're just that, so snatching flesh and blood......"

On that day, the gods divided the two dragons, one of which was skinned alive. The dragon's vitality is strong, and it is not dead even if it is skinned, and Xiaolong's brother was gnawed by the gods, and his flesh and blood were torn off piece by piece, and he still shouted hoarsely at Xiaolong: "Go!

Danshu listened with compassion and stroked the dragon's head over and over again.

"So you came to Shizun and wanted to take the Dragon Ball back for revenge. Danshu said.

After a long while, Xiaolong said, "The Dragon Ball belongs to my uncle." ”

Danshu said: "It's also the first time I've known that Shizun has Dragon Balls. Originally, it was strange that the water god of the Xunjiang River has not been seen for a hundred years, but there are no disasters such as floods and droughts in the southern rivers, but now it seems that the master is holding the dragon ball to guard the southern water system for your uncle. ”

"Uncle gave you the dragon balls a hundred years ago, and he was killed when he returned to the god realm. "Xiaolong said.

Danshu's hand stopped.

Xiaolong said, "Do you know how my uncle died? He was locked in a flame cage for forty-nine days before he was slowly roasted to death. After death, the dragon's blood and dragon flesh were divided, the dragon scales were made into ornaments, and the bones were burned to ashes and scattered into the rivers, and they could not be reborn forever. ”

Danshu was shocked to hear this.

Xiaolong continued: "You only say that the dragon is a god, but do you know that the dragon god is just the lowest water god demon god? There are layers of supreme forces above, where is the turn of the dragon to come and act majestic? Your master accuses us of asking for sacrifices from the world, and does he know that most of those sacrifices have gone to the hands of the great gods above?"

Danshu said, "You didn't think about resisting?"

Xiaolong laughed silently, and his laughter made people's hearts chill, and he said coldly: "Why do you think my uncle was executed? ”

Danshu didn't ask any more. He now somewhat understood the silence of the Master when he learned of the nightmare. Danshu could only gather the light in the palm of his hand and carefully treat the little dragon.

The muscles and bones are misaligned, the skin and flesh are new, it should be painful and unbearable, but Xiaolong is silent.

After a lot of effort and exhaustion of qi and blood, he finally collected the big blood on the surface of Xiaolong's body, and further treatment could only wait for the master to wake up. Danshu gently put the little dragon into the pool and said, "There is a hundred-year-old aura of water in the spirit storage pool, which is very good for your injuries...... Please don't tell me about your uncle. Danshu hesitated, but still spoke. He knew that it was unfair to Xiaolong, but the preference for the master still prevailed. The deceased is dead, and the Master has accepted this fact. But if you know that the deceased was eaten in such a tragic way, and the character of the master, I am afraid that he will not be able to die well.

Xiaolong's evil thoughts rose again, and he could barely suppress them: "Are you afraid that he will be sad? I don't think he is sad at all." Wasn't he calm and indifferent when I told him about his uncle's death before? What an immortal posture! With the power of the Dragon Ball, he became an immortal in just a hundred years, and your master heard that my uncle was dead, and the Dragon Ball didn't have to be returned, so he couldn't ask for it!"

Danshu thought to himself how this dragon could be so stubborn, and he couldn't be pitied.

"We have no right to say anything about the past between Master and your uncle. Danshu said, "No one knows what your uncle's state of mind was when he left the Dragon Balls. ”

When the dragon took off into the sky, but left the most important dragon ball in Cangwu, did it expect that the dragon clan could not avoid being in danger of being at a disadvantage in the battle of the gods, so they left life for the younger generations in advance? Or did they just know that they were gone, so they would rather give the dragon balls to their best friends than fall into the hands of the gods?

The little dragon head was raised high, and the dragon's tail fanned out a large splash of water, drenching Danshu to a great extent.

"You are all selfish!" Xiaolong said, "What kind of justice and heavenly principles, you are all selfish! God only knows how to kill and slaughter, extort and sacrifice, you only know how to protect your own master and brother! Even your uncle is also willful and reckless, so he has brought monstrous disasters to the dragon clan! You are all bastards!"

The little dragon was hoarse and plunged into the depths of the lotus.

Ryujin

When the Taoist priest first woke up, there was a piercing cry in his ears.

Who is it? Who is it that is so sad? Grief seems to turn into layers of lead clouds, weighing on people's hearts one after another.

The Taoist priest fixed his mind and waited for the mourning to fade before he opened his eyes. Seeing the familiar furnishings in the room, he was in a trance, and several figures appeared in his sight, and hurriedly squeezed up: "Master!"

Master?

The Taoist priest was a little puzzled.

Oh, it's calling me.

The Taoist priest seemed to remember.

The dream was so long and mournful that the Taoist priest almost forgot the three thousand worlds outside the dream.

A hundred years of cangwu is fleeting. I took in my apprentices, took care of the Xunjiang River water system, and waited for the "innate calamity" that the dragon god said back then-heaven and earth overturned, and all beings were equal.

Waiting for the news of the death of the dragon god.

"Master...... Master, why don't you speak? Master, what's wrong with you?" asked Hua Kan. In his opinion, the Taoist priest just took a nap in the afternoon, but he slept a little deeply, and it was not until sunset and dusk that the Taoist priest woke up quietly.

"It's okay to be a teacher. The Taoist priest rubbed his eyes, "Where is the Oneiroi?"

Danshu replied: "The dream god is treacherous, and he is taken by the power of his ancestors, so he doesn't dare to act rashly for the time being. Just now, the disciple passed by the main hall and saw that he was just looking at the portrait of the master and ancestor. ”

"Sealed for hundreds of years, he is also pitiful. The Taoist priest sighed and said, settled down to count them carefully, and asked, "Why are there only a few of you, Chunqi?"

Xiu He pursed his lips and didn't answer, and Hua Kan looked at the corner.

Danshu said: "Master, Chunqi is confused, he is eager to save Long Sanxin, and even made a big mistake, I hope that Master Quan Cha will forgive ......"

The Taoist priest had already seen the boy curled up in the corner: "What are you doing squatting there?"

Tsubaki raised his face, and there were shallow white tears on his face: "Master, I took out your dragon ball." ”

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and said unconsciously: "Took it out?"

Xiu He held a round white bead, the size of a child's fist, and the brilliance was restrained, which was the dragon ball.

The Taoist priest took it, still ignorant in his mind. The dragon ball was melted in his body and couldn't be taken out, and few people knew about it, so how could he ...... it now?

"Take it out, take it out, thank you for being a teacher. The Taoist priest said that in this way, he would no longer have to be afraid, lest one day he would be eaten as a tonic by a great god if he was not careful.

"But, I'm going to give it to Ryuzo. Tsubaki said.

"What its uncle entrusted to him, the teacher has not finished yet, you really shouldn't give it to it. "Taoist priest Zhengse said," This matter is very important, and he cannot violate his oath because he is entrusted by someone to be a teacher. When the teacher finishes doing this, he will return the dragon ball to the dragon clan, but not necessarily to the dragon three. Hundreds of thousands of people live near the water in the Xunjiang River system, and this dragon ball commands the rivers to control drought and flooding, and if they are used with ulterior motives, hundreds of thousands of lives will be in danger. Do you know how many demon dragons, gods, immortals, and demons have wanted to obtain this dragon ball over the past hundred years? If you give it to Long San at this time, you will not save it, but will cause it to become the target of public criticism. Guilty of guilt, the teacher has already taught you. ”

All the disciples listened to the teaching, and they were solemn.

Danshu suddenly said, "What if the dragon clan only has the dragon three left?"

The Taoist priest turned his head to look at him in surprise.

Danshu stubbornly said: "The disciple is thinking, Long San, as a descendant of the Yunmengze Dragon God Miao, was seriously injured and left in Cangwu, so the dragon clan will not be able to protect ......."

"It's not an injury, it's a part of the dragon's growth. The Taoist priest said, "Ordinary dragons will metamorphose every five hundred years, and when they transform, their body size will shrink several times, and their divine power will weaken, almost nothing, and it is very easy for demons and ghosts to take advantage of the opportunity." It's just that the dragon three seems to be congenitally deficient, and its metamorphosis comes later than the dragon next to it, and it lasts a long time. Coupled with being attacked, it seems to be dying. It was because he thought that the teacher used the bright moss to forcibly urge him to complete the transformation. Although it had been attacked before, it was fortunate that it was not injured at all, and it could be raised for a few days. Dragon, with a rebellious personality, often falls out with his family. Long San looked at his personality and went back. ”

Danshu had no choice but to say, "Master, the disciple just talked to Long San and learned that his father and brother have both died. ”

The Taoist priest was shocked: "Yunmengze Dragon God also passed away?"

Danshu nodded.

The Taoist priest pondered for a while and said, "What about Long San? ”

Danshu was puzzled: "Long San was seriously injured by the dream god, and now he is cultivating in the spirit storage pool. ”

The Taoist priest sighed: "Let's go find it for the teacher." ”

"But Master, you just woke ......up," Xiu He said.

"But after a good night's sleep, it's fine. The Taoist priest got up and said as he walked, when he suddenly remembered something, stopped again, and said, "Chunqi, you are not wary of people at all, and you have been fooled again, right? Now I will punish you for copying two volumes of the Taoist scriptures, and after copying them, you will be handed over to the teacher for inspection together with the ten volumes of yesterday." Originally, the Taoist priest thought that Chunqi was naïve, so he didn't teach, but now he has been deceived repeatedly. The Taoist priest felt that he was most responsible for this matter.

Chunqi didn't answer for a long time, and finally Hua Kan was so anxious that he pushed him, and then he said with a crying voice: "Yes." Thank you for your forgiveness. ”

The Taoist priest said, "Okay, you can do whatever you have to do." Go to talk to Ryuzo yourself. It must have beenacted something aberration, and you should not hold a grudge against it. Speaking of it, it was the fault of the teacher, and the teacher was wary of it before, which was too indifferent. ”

The Taoist priest picked up the dragon ball and walked out of the door.

A solid white dragon scale shone with a cold light under the bed.