Lu Zheng's heart jumped suddenly, and he had a bold guess that this giant salamander was likely to be a spirit before the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, and because the aura was exhausted, it was beaten back to its original form.

Outstanding people, Xianxia Ridge is full of aura, and fairy clouds are pervasive. Shenlong Valley National Forest Park is only a scenic spot established in modern times, dating back hundreds of years to ancient times, and it is definitely a hidden valley that is rarely visited.

In this kind of land where animal and plant resources are abundant and dragon veins and spiritual energy are accumulated, it is very scientific and logical to breed mountain spirits and wild monsters.

This pure white giant salamander has a unique posture, and its spiritual sense is very sensitive, and it can sense the existence of the Psychic Technique. It had been quietly lurking in the deep pool under the water, and after Lu Zheng's exploration, it suddenly became active, swinging its tail and began to wander aimlessly in the deep pool, as if looking for the source of the aura.

When she first regained her auspiciousness, she was in the form of a white fox, because of the dissipation of aura, her divine sense was chaotic, but after all, she had been cultivating for hundreds of years, and her spiritual sense and instinct were very outstanding, so she had been following Lu Zheng to regain her spiritual wisdom.

This pure white giant salamander is a rare aquarium creature, if its situation is consistent with auspiciousness, it only needs to be given aura, and it can completely embark on the path of cultivation again, and the speed of cultivation is far better than that of ordinary aquariums.

The trip to Shenlong Valley was indeed not in vain, this was a great harvest.

In the wee hours of the morning, the red sun dawned. Xianxia leads the clouds and mist to steam, and the morning glow is overwhelming. Shenlong Waterfall was originally called Three Waterfalls, because it fell from a height of 300 meters, and folded three times in the middle, forming a three-stage waterfall.

At the top of the waterfall where Lu Zheng is located, the amount of water is abundant, and if ten thousand horses gallop, it pours out from the cliff of a hundred zhang, shaking the sky and the earth, and rolling up more than ten thousand waves.

At the second turn, the amount of water decreases, and it is like a silver dragon churning and playing. Stir up the whirlpools and splash of water. At the last turn, the amount of water plummets, like a bead curtain falling, the jade belt floats in the air, and after falling a few zhang, it turns into a misty mist as fine as powder and white as snow on the rock.

Lu Zheng was condescending, looking down at the hundred zhang silver dragon, the clouds and mist drifted away, and he couldn't help sighing. Nature is incomparably great and wonderful.

Shenlong Waterfall is the watershed of Wuxi River, a tributary of the Qiantang River, and Songyin River, a tributary of the Oujiang River, linking two major rivers. The top of the waterfall was inaccessible, and Lu Zheng sank into the water, not worrying about being discovered at all, and quietly began to refine the water veins.

The jungle below the waterfall also ushered in the morning light, and Liao Shen and Gou Quanquan hid in a rock col, and the location had been surveyed. Ma Zhuang, who had stayed up all night, had already red eyes and trembling all over at this moment. The sleepiness and chill continued to invade his will, and he scolded and scolded: "Damn, I know you two, I really have poured eight lifetimes of blood mold." ”

Gou Quanquan leaned against a beech tree. Hehe smiled: "Soon, soon." After getting it done today, you'll be able to go back. In the future, we will go our own way and play our own girls. Irrelevant. ”

"Ah ......" Ma Zhuang sneezed loudly and said in a trembling voice: "Brother God, Brother Dog." What the hell are you guys doing this time? It's going to fucking blow up. What's the matter? There must be an ancient tomb here?"

"Tomb, you're big. No one can be buried here. Gou Qiquan snorted.

"So what are we doing here?"

Gou Quanquan picked his chin, squinted his eyes and lowered his voice: "Saying it scares you to death." I said there are gods living here, do you believe it or not?"

Ma Zhuang said disdainfully: "I believe that I am a mallet." ”

"You're a fucking awesome mallet. Gou Quanquan scolded: "To tell you the truth, there is the ancestor of our Xianxia Sect living here. Our Lady of Kowloon, have you heard of it?"

"Don't bluff me. Ma Zhuang sneered: "Our Lady of Nine Dragons, that's not in Shenlong Valley, if you really want to find it, you have to go to Jiulong Mountain." There's a shrine to Our Lady of Kowloon over there, not far from here. Besides, Our Lady of Nine Dragons has a hairy relationship with your Xianxia faction. ”

Changsui has two famous primitive landforms, one is Shenlong Valley, and the other is Jiulong Mountain. Jiulong Mountain is in the southwest of Changsui, the same green tree canopy, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, in addition to the species of animals and plants and Shenlong Valley are on par, there is also a special product - man bear.

The so-called Our Lady of Nine Dragons is actually a folk immortal, whose origin is difficult to verify, and there are many temples to worship. However, the name of Jiulong Mountain is found in Ludong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Luonan, Huishui and other places.

Gou Quanquan smashed it and smacked his mouth and said: "What kind of calf are you kid pretending to be in front of me? My Xianxia faction started in Xianxialing, why? It is because one of the dragons of the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons grew up and settled in Xianxialing. The temple of Our Lady of Jiulong Mountain was built by him to honor his mother. His dojo is unfortunately the Divine Dragon Valley. Otherwise, how do you think the name of Shenlong Valley came from?"

"You just blow it. Ma Zhuang looked incredulous, sneered and said: "Aren't you just a fortune teller and feng shui, with the name of the Xianxia faction, what is the difference between Maoshan, Quanzhen, and Longhu? ”

Liao Shen, who had not spoken, glanced at Ma Zhuang and said hesitantly: "The surname is Ma, I'll ask you." Do you believe that there really are dragons in this world?"

Ma Zhuang's tone was sluggish, and in recent times, various sighting reports about dragons have emerged one after another, and even the government has expressed silence about it, although many so-called experts have refuted the rumors that it is a phenomenon of light and shadow.

But Ma Zhuang's eyes are not lame, judging from the various videos circulating on the Internet, the existence of dragons in the world has been ironclad.

If it is really as Gou Quanquan said, his ancestor is the dragon son of the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons, then is it possible that it still exists, and it really cannot be denied casually.

Liao Shen lowered his eyes, drew a dragon shape on the ground with a branch in his hand, and said to himself: "When the master told me before, I didn't believe it, I thought he was bragging and fooling us. Now that I think about it, what the master said is not necessarily false. Otherwise, my Xianxia Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is impossible to rely on a made-up immortal. ”

"Hey, Brother Dog, Brother God. Ma Zhuang didn't know what he thought, and his eyes lit up and said, "That dragon is your ancestor?

Gou Quanquan glanced at him and said, "Don't fucking beat our Xianxia faction's idea." Our faction only accepts elites, elites, do you understand? It's me and Liao Shen, who are both handsome and handsome, civil and military, and as for you like the waste war scum, let alone the door, there is not even a mouse hole. ”

The abacus in Ma Zhuang's mind can be seen through at a glance.

As the saying goes, a person ascends to heaven with a chicken and a dog.

Ma Zhuang's intention is obvious, if that dragon is really the ancestor of the Xianxia faction, then if these disciples and grandchildren recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, maybe they can get the protection of the immortals, and walk the world in the future, wouldn't they be unscrupulous?

What is an immortal?

Calling for the wind and rain, the stone turns into gold, and the golden gun does not fall into life and the sky. What you want, what you want, the power is simply great. Ma Zhuang is a mortal and has a mortal's **. If you can get the shadow of the gods, what leaders, what rich, and what beauties are all floating clouds.

If Liao Shen and Gou Quanquan can really climb the high branches of the immortals, it will be a step to the sky, and a little benefit leaking out of his fingers will be enough for him to enjoy the glory and wealth of Ma Zhuang for a lifetime.

At this time, Ma Zhuang's eyes were obviously much more eager when he looked at Liao Shen and Gou Quanquan, and he took out a cigarette from his pocket with a flattering smile and handed it over, and said affectionately: "Brother Dog, is what you said true or false?"

Gou Quanquan took his cigarette, and Ma Zhuang immediately took out a lighter and leaned over to light it.

"Hoo ......"

Meimei spat out her cigarette and said with a smile: "Pony, you, the biggest problem is that you see money and forget your righteousness." It's not that I'm talking about you, just your virtue and style, even if there are good things, it won't be your turn. Our Xianxia Sect has been established for thousands of years, and the legend of the ancestor is conclusive, how can it be false?"

"Tell me about it. Ma Zhuang looked respectful, and said with a smile: "I know the Temple of Our Lady of Nine Dragons, but what is the origin of this Holy Mother of Nine Dragons?"

"That's a big deal!"

"Come, little two, poor Dao will popularize knowledge for you. ”

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a beautiful girl named Jiao Longji......

"Wait a while, this woman's surname is Jiao?" Ma Zhuang snorted and said, "Awesome, this surname alone is awesome." ”

Liao Shen's face changed, and he scolded: "Ma Zhuang, you have feces in your mouth." The name of the ancestor and the mother, can you also joke about it?"

Gou Quanquan also said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Boy, your second biggest problem is that you owe your mouth, do you know? ”

Ma Zhuang's face turned green in an instant, as a little ruffian with no faith, he had no respect for the gods, just said it casually, but now he felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and there was a god in his head, as if there was really a pair of ears listening to his mouth.

However, his instincts were very accurate, and in the waterfall three hundred meters above their heads, there was indeed a pair of fairy ears listening to their conversation.

Our Lady of Kowloon?

Xianxia faction?

There is also a pure white giant salamander in the dark river in the belly of Shenlong Valley.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting. (To be continued......)