Ma Zhuang slapped a big mouth on his mouth, and said with a bitter face: "Damn, I farted just now." I really didn't mean to. ”

Gou Quanquan glanced at him, sneered, ignored his self-blame, and told the legend of the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons to himself.

There are many versions of the origin of Our Lady of Kowloon, some say that the surname is Fang, called Fang Bao, some say that the surname is Zhao, called Ziying, some say that the surname is Du, called Runyu, and some surname Kang, called Fengying. The place of origin is also very different, but the overall line of the story is basically the same, all of them are ordinary village girls who get adventures, give birth to nine dragon sons, and shelter and moisten the people.

Gou Quanquan's origin of the ancestor of the Xianxia faction is also left by word of mouth in the faction. For them, the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons is undoubtedly called Jiao Longji, of course, her original name is not Longji, but after giving birth to nine dragon sons, she is honored as Longji.

The beginning of the story is as old-fashioned as many legends, a long, long time ago, there was a beautiful girl, although the surname is not very good, but since she was a child, she has been a beauty embryo, and she has both hard-working and kind, clever and intelligent, ingenious and other village girl standard characteristics, typical Chaimen beauty.

As the chief goddess of the village, Jiao Longji loves cleanliness very much, and often goes to the stream to wash clothes to keep the goddess clean and tidy. One day, she was washing her clothes by the stream, and by the way she was grooming herself in the clear water, but suddenly she noticed a man standing next to her in the reflection in the water.

Jiao Longji's heart was in a hurry, thinking that a spare tire from the next village came to peep, but when she turned around, she saw a ragged Taoist priest standing behind her, and scolded: "You sloppy Taoist, why do you learn to peek at the girl's house to make up?"

The sloppy Taoist chief smiled and said, "I am a monk, and I travel all over the world. I came down from the mountain just now, and I accidentally got hung by thorns and burned my robe, and I heard that you are a well-known kind-hearted person, so please help me sew and mend my robe. ”

As a simple-hearted goddess, Jiao Longji agreed very happily. Nine needles were threaded, nine threads were used, and the Taoist priest's robe was sewn and mended. But the sloppy Taoist priest took an inch and said, "You have worn the needle nine times, used nine threads, and left nine threads on my robe, please help me pull the threads off." ”

Jiao Longji readily agreed again, and used his teeth to help him bite down the thread, but every time he bit down on the thread, the thread melted in his mouth. Just when he was feeling strange, the Taoist priest disappeared.

As a goddess who is simple and kind-hearted but does not lack her heart, she knew that she had met a master, so she hurriedly packed her things and went home. But as the days passed, my belly suddenly grew bigger.

Getting pregnant before marriage was a great shame in ancient times.

Zi once said: If you can't eat grapes, you can say that grapes are sour, and if you can't soak them, the goddess says that the goddess is sassy.

Under the influence of the sour grape mentality, the news of Jiao Longji's inappropriate private life spread, and it happened that Longji's father was very upright. Seeing that her daughter's belly was getting bigger and bigger, she repeatedly asked her who she had done with someone who was not ashamed and ruined, as a pure Guliang, Jiao Longji was also puzzled.

Jiao Longji always refused to admit it. Jiao Laohan's face was gloomy, and he wanted to beat Long Ji to death in a fit of rage. Long Ji's mother couldn't bear it, and secretly let Long Ji go on a dark and windy night. Let her never come back.

Long Ji thought about it, but there was nowhere to go, and suddenly remembered the sloppy Taoist. So he went to live in a cave next to the creek at that time, and never wanted to see anyone again.

Strangely, every day a hundred birds brought her wild fruits to satisfy her hunger, and in this way she spent nine whole years.

In the tenth year, when there was a great drought and the rivers were cut off, the crops withered and there was no harvest, so the people went to the Nine Dragons Seedlings on the mountain to pray for rain. And Long Ji suddenly dreamed that the old mother was very sick because of thirst and missing her daughter, and she cried sadly.

This cry is not tight, only feel a shock and pain in the abdomen, and then give birth to nine small dragons in a row, all of them spew clouds and spitting mist, heavy rain fell for three days in a row, after the rain stopped, the dragons dispersed in all directions, sneaked into the deep mountains and Daze, and Jiao Longji turned into a god statue on the spot and ascended to the immortal throne.

In order to commemorate Jiao Longji, a temple was built to worship her, and she was honored as Our Lady of Kowloon.

The story, like other legends of the gods, feels old-fashioned and even nonsensical. However, the belief of Our Lady of Kowloon is very active in many areas, although the source names are different, but after the same, some eat peaches, some eat pebbles and so on.

To sum up, this story tells us a profound truth: it is also possible to get pregnant in the mouth, please pay attention to the majority of girls, and be careful (big mistake).

Hearing this, Ma Zhuang asked curiously, "Then your ancestor is one of the nine dragon sons who were born at the beginning?"

Gou Quanquan said with a smile: "The nine sons of Longsheng are different, and their interests and hobbies are also different. Our ancestor Xingjiu, the most fond of emulating his father, disguised as a Taoist to visit the mountains and rivers. Passing through Xianxia Mountain, I loved the scenery here for ten minutes, so I built a thatched hut by the waterfall in the mountain to practice. Later, he accepted three apprentices, taught them Taoism, prayed for rain for the people, subdued demons and eliminated demons, and over time he was honored as the ancestor of Xianxia, the Xianxia faction of Shenlong Valley. Ah Shen and I are of the same generation, that is, the ninety-second generation of the Xianxia Sect. ”

Ma Zhuang was puzzled: "Qi Zi'er, then your name is Gou Quan, why isn't Brother Shen called Liao Qishen?"

"Call you stupid, you're really a second force. Gou Quanquan scolded with a smile: "How arrogant is the word Qi Shen, how can it be said casually? So he omitted the word 'Qi'. ”

"That's just as well. Ma Zhuang nodded, and said with interest: "Brother God, Brother Dog." Seriously, do you really know how to do the magic of immortals? Scatter beans into soldiers, turn stones into gold or something?"

"Dream your big dreams. Gou Quanquan rolled his eyes and said: "If you can really scatter beans into soldiers, then you are really immortals." I heard my master say, counting hundreds of years ago, there are really people who know how to be immortals. But now, they're basically dead. ”

"But ......" Gou Quanquan hugged Ma Zhuang's shoulders and said with bad intentions: "The way of feng shui physiognomy is not nothing, move your fingers to draw two talismans, and if you want to make your family ruined, it is still a piece of cake." ”

Ma Zhuang's face stiffened, and he smiled dryly: "Brother dog, brother God, don't scare me." Whatever you say, don't I do it, it's just that you owe a little bit, don't go to your heart. ”

"Don't worry, we won't go to our hearts, I'm afraid that the old man will hear you scolding your mother at the door of the house, the mud bodhisattva still has three points of earthiness, not to mention the dragon? hehe......

Ma Zhuang's face turned green, and he stammered, "Brother, don't scare me." It's been hundreds of years, and your ancestor is still alive?"

"I'm wiping, before I finished speaking, you actually cursed our grandfather, you really went into the pit with a lantern and looked for. ”

When he was scolding, Liao Shen suddenly looked up at Tiandao: "Don't make trouble." Ma Zhuang, you go check and see if there are any problems? If you mess up, the gods won't be able to protect you. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll go. ”

After Ma Zhuang left, Liao Shen glanced at Gou Quanquan and said, "Old dog, your mouth is not very good." Why don't you tell him about this when you're idle? ”

Gou Quanman said nonchalantly: "Anyway, it's all a legend, I'll scare and scare this grandson." What's going on over there, Master?

"Nope. Liao Shen shook his head and muttered, "Which master of the Qingwei faction, what is the origin? I haven't heard the master say it before." ”

"That old man is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Gou Quanquan snorted: "At first glance, he is a ruthless character who has killed people, and I heard the master say that he was the leading figure in the club at that time, and he helped our Xianxia faction a lot." Now...... Hehe, the appearance of the divine dragon proves that the immortal path does exist. This old man knows the origin of our Xianxia Sect and the Divine Dragon. According to me, he just wants to get some light, what is he afraid of at his age? If you can really have a relationship with Shenlong, you don't dare to say that you will become an immortal, and it is not a problem to prolong your life. ”

Liao Shen looked at the misty Shenlong Waterfall, and suddenly said, "Old dog, do you believe it?"

"What?"

"I mean the Immortal Dao. Liao Shen frowned and said, "I didn't believe it before, and following the master was just interested in Taoism. But looking at the appearance of the master, he was full of energy all day long, and some time ago he went to Qingjiang and Lingjiang to walk around and look for traces of dragons. I think there may be some hope. ”

Gou Quanquan groaned: "As soon as the immortal road is said, it is ethereal. I didn't count on it before, and I don't count on it now. I heard the master say that our ancestor is a white dragon, and the dragon of the South China Sea is a golden dragon, which is obviously not all the way. What level and status people have, looking at us is like looking at ants. ”

"Perhaps. Liao Shen patted him on the shoulder and said, "But people have some pursuits, and some hopes are always good." What if it happens? ”

The two looked at each other without saying a word, looking at the misty mountains, with an indescribable eagerness and longing in their eyes.

Immortal!

Lu Zheng, who was at the top of the waterfall, carefully chewed on the information revealed in their words. He had never heard of the name of the Xianxia Sect, but the legend of Jiao Longji surprised him greatly.

Don't forget, Lu Zheng once visited a dragon king temple when he was in Qingjiang to control the water, and the dragon king enshrined in the temple coincidentally happened to be surnamed Jiao, called Jiao Yixing, known as Jiao Qiye.

The dragon king is in the lineage, and the surname Ao is the orthodoxy of the dragon family. And this Jiao Qiye is obviously not a direct descendant of the Four Seas Dragon Clan, but he is a dragon, and it is very likely that he will follow the surname of the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons.

And the sloppy old man who gave the Lady of Nine Dragons to conceive is the real dragon god, so who is he?

And the pure white giant salamander in the underground cold pool of Shenlong Valley, is it the founding ancestor of the Xianxia Sect, because the spiritual power collapsed, and gradually turned into its original form?

This possibility exists, and the dragon gives birth to nine sons, all of which are different. Even the Dragon Monarch of the South China Sea only has three true dragon princes with pure blood, and the rest of the dragon sons and grandsons have various forms such as spinning turtles, pig dragons, and gluttony.

The giant salamander is pure white, has limbs, looks like a dragon, and when it calls for wind and rain and swallows clouds and spits out fog, in the eyes of mortals, it is almost a small white dragon.

Lu Zheng's heart moved, and an idea gradually became clear. (To be continued......)