The next day, some new partners came to the Tongjie well to fish, and each time the number of places to enter the Tongjie courtyard was limited, and only after walking one group would another group arrive.

Kirimi Yuzu was the first to arrive, and then she saw some new friends arriving.

The scenery in the early morning of the temple is also very beautiful, and the daytime sky of the Kiriya family is a soft white light, and the vines of the blue vine tree grow at a speed visible to the naked eye in the white light, stretching high into the sky, and blooming huge flowers, some blue, some white, and a small amount of pink.

The flowers are surrounded by a variety of butterflies, and there are bees collecting nectar.

The newcomers were all very excited, only Tong Meiyu had a serious face, and a small round face stared at the wellhead.

Suddenly, she felt that she had caught something of her own, and she was excited and hurriedly brought it up.

As she stood up and lifted the fishing rod, flames suddenly burned in the well, turning the entire deep and mysterious well red.

The little guys fishing at the wellhead hurriedly retreated one by one, and in the school, the master had repeatedly emphasized that if the psychic beast was caught in the well, if there was an out-of-phase, he must retreat.

The firelight was just extinguished in a flash, and what came out with Tong Meiyu was a red dragon the size of a child's arm, the whole body of the red dragon was like a ruby, and the eyes were more like a red jade, and there was a layer of black and white light on her body, but it quickly dissipated after it came out.

She seemed to struggle to get up, but she couldn't do it at all, so she had to lie on the ground, tilt her head hard, and let out an intermittent dragon moan, which was very small, and she seemed to be greatly hurt.

"Hurry up and contract. "I don't know when, the elder who cares for the Tongjie Temple has already arrived.

A drop of golden blood appeared on the tip of Kiramiyu's fingertips, and the golden blood was mysterious in the light, and the runes could be faintly seen in the machine.

This is the blood of the contract inherited from the descendants of the Tong clan, which is fully conceived between the ages of nine and ten, and dispersed after the age of ten.

Blood dripped on the forehead of the little fire dragon, but there was a black and white dark light that flashed, blocking the golden penetration.

The elder frowned, seeing that the drop of blood was about to slip off, he quickly flicked on the black and white Xuanguang, and the Xuanguang dissipated, and the golden color seeped into the fire dragon's forehead again.

"A fire dragon, although the bloodline is not very pure, but it is not bad, train it well. The elder stroked Miyu's head.

Kiriti nodded happily and responded loudly.

She carefully put the little fire dragon into the bag she had brought, then put away the fishing rod and left happily.

Kiri Meiyu happily ran home, she wanted to tell her mother the good news as soon as possible.

……

At dinner in the evening, Tong Meiyu put the little fire dragon on the table, while watching the fire dragon while picking up rice, she was very happy, yesterday and today, no one caught a spirit beast has its own fire dragon.

Although this fire dragon bloodline is not pure, after all, it is a descendant of the divine dragon, and it is much more noble than other spirit beasts.

"It's coming when it's cold, so I'll wear more clothes when I go out in the future. Yun Niang said.

Tong Meiyu only responded indiscriminately, and picked up a piece of vegetable in her eyes to stretch it out in front of the fire dragon, wanting to see if the fire dragon would eat it.

"The fire dragon only eats flame crystals, have you made a nest for it?"

"It's done. ”

"Just now, the sect elder said that this fire dragon had been entangled by the will of heaven and man. Yun Niang said.

"Celestial?" Kiritsu stared at a pair of big sparkling eyes.

………

Tu Yuan walked on a muddy road, his clothes looked very shabby, and his face was not as smooth and fresh as it was.

In the previous hundreds of years of cultivation in the ancient land of Yuanyang, he had always been a well-groomed young man, but now, he didn't seem to be a young man, his hair was already a little white, and his face had traces left by the yin and yang of the years.

His eyes are as deep as the darkness outside the sky, no one will think that he is young, but no one will think that he is old, there is a mysterious and quiet aura on his body, and the pale golden crescent moon pattern on his forehead makes anyone who sees him know that this is a cultivator.

Tu Yuan walked step by step, but his steps were not as light as a cultivator, but like an ordinary person.

He looked up at the sky, and there was no sun in the sky, but there was a light shining from the clouds.

The sky is also not blue, but a soft white.

However, a heavy rain last night let Tu Yuan know that there was also thunder here.

Now he can't use spells.

Spells are like artifacts that humans have taken from between heaven and earth, like a stone, or a broken stick. Now he can't intercept the law from heaven and earth into his own spell, he needs to adapt to it himself.

In the realm of heaven and man, hearing with ears, seeing with eyes, and feeling with skin are all about understanding this world.

A piece of water and soil, a piece of heaven and earth, all have their own terroir and written language, and when he came here, of course, he couldn't speak the words here, and he couldn't understand them.

These are not the most serious, the most serious is that he needs to regain his strength as soon as possible.

The laws of this piece of heaven and earth are more rigorous and complex, if the laws of the heaven and earth in the ancient land of Yuanyang are like water, and a single thought can cause angry waves, then this is a thick earth.

If you want to provoke the laws of heaven and earth, you need more power.

There's a small town ahead.

There is a bluestone stele at the entrance of the town, there are three words engraved on the stele, and the words are also pictographs, but Tu Yuan does not recognize it, even if there is a look familiar, but if you look closely, some of the strokes are not the same.

He knows that the evolution of fonts is different in every place, and even the same text will be pronounced differently in different places.

Walking into the town, the architecture of this town is very strange, generally very low, but it is very delicate, delicate and colorful.

The people in the town were all as tall as Tu Yuan's waist at most, but most of them were dressed in simple clothes, mostly monotonous black and white.

Tu Yuan walked into the town, but he attracted the attention of the townspeople.

Immediately, he was greeted by a few people who looked like they were patrolling.

It's just that Tu Yuan can't understand it, but judging from their expressions, what they said should just be an inquiry. But he didn't understand.

However, in many cases, human communication can be manifested through the body.

The other party was obviously asking about his intentions, and Tu Yuan could guess that after a flip of the comparison, one of them took Tu Yuan to a tavern.

The tavern is not high, Tu Yuan has to keep his head down when he enters, and he sits down alone and occupies a table.

A maid brought a pot of wine, and then they changed many languages in a row, but Tu Yuan couldn't understand them, and in the end they had to do it.

Tu Yuan left this dwarven town.

Although he was only a newcomer, Tu Yuan could feel that the whole land was stable, and in such a stable environment, order and class must be solidified.