ps: Regarding the correction of the wrong title in chapter 239, that old man is Long Yuan's grandfather, not his father. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Dragon Garden.

Located in the deepest part of the Canglong clan's building, it is the important place of the Canglong clan, and it is the place where the middle and high-level members of the clan deliberate, and no one else has ever set foot except for the patriarch and the elders.

But today, the spacious Dragon Court was overcrowded with people, and the entire hall was full of people.

Patriarch Long Ming sat on the first chair on the left, and on the right sat his wife, Long Muqin, the mother of the Dragon Clan. The eight elders sat under the two of them, and the one sitting below the elders was the high-end combat power of the Canglong clan, the Ten Dragon Guards who led the Canglong Army.

In the highest position in the middle of the hall, there is usually only one chair, which is the seat on which the patriarch sits during deliberations. But today, there were three seats placed there, and there were three gray-haired old men sitting there, and the middle one was the old man who appeared in front of the Jingshan Residence before, Long Yuan's grandfather, Long Ming's father, and the dragon who was cultivated by the strongest person in the Solar Realm.

The two old men sitting beside him, even if they restrained their momentum, they could make people feel the majestic majesty of their bodies, as if they were in front of them, like an ant looking up at the majesty of the mountain, full of a deep sense of oppression.

Everyone sat in the hall, each quietly waiting, except for the three old men, the others glanced at the door from time to time, as if they were anxiously waiting for something. After all, sitting in front of the three old monsters cultivated in the Solar Realm was not a very comfortable thing. Even if they know that they have no hostility towards them, it still takes a lot of courage, and the pressure is too great.

Bang!

The sound of faint footsteps came from afar, and the people who were fidgeting in the silent hall all looked out of the door, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts, and they couldn't help but sigh: "This master is finally here, and if you don't come again, I want to run away." ”

After a while, two figures finally appeared outside the hall door, and Long Yuan walked in front, leading a young man in white to walk in.

"See the clan elder, Long Yuan brought the Soul Devouring Sword Master to visit. ”

Long Yuan bowed, bowed solemnly, and was even more shocked in his heart, for the sake of one person, he made such a big battle, since he was a child, he had never seen the grand gathering of the middle and high-level of the clan in the Dragon Court.

Well!

Long Ming responded, nodded slowly, his eyes glanced at Ling Zifeng, and for a while all the eyes in the hall fell on Ling Zifeng, some were curious, some were inquisitive, and some were even faintly questioning, after all, the legendary Soul Devouring Sword Master, even the old monster who had lived for hundreds of years had never seen it.

"In Xia Ling Zifeng, meet all the seniors. ”

Being stared at by many pairs of eyes gave Ling Zifeng the illusion that he was playing a monkey show, so that he was judged by his character. But no matter how unhappy he was in his heart, he still held a junior ceremony with the same complexion. No matter how you count them, the age and identity of these people are worthy of his big prostration.

Hehe!

Very good!

Long Ming looked at Ling Zifeng, who was dressed in a flowing snow shirt and a cloud robe, and praised it with satisfaction, after all, when it comes to their status, not anyone can maintain this calm and unfazed heart in front of them.

"Senior Liao Zan. ”

Ling Zifeng felt a little bitter in his heart, the momentum on the old man's body, even if he was so far away, still made him feel like his scalp was numb. Especially when they contemplated a person, the aura on their bodies would naturally be revealed, even if they were restrained and concealed, Ling Zifeng could still feel the power contained in their bodies, which could almost destroy the world.

After Long Chuan whispered a few words in his ear with the two old men beside him, he smiled and said, "Ling Xiaoxia, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you, senior!"

A hint of complexity flashed on Ling Zifeng's thin face, but he still walked to the opposite side of Long Ming, and sat down on the only empty chair beside Long Muqin, the Dragon Mother.

Bite... Bite... While...

Between the flicking of Ling Zi's windbreaker robe, the Soul Eater sword hilt that was covered by Cangyun's robe was exposed, there was a dark red bloody color on the ancient sword hilt, the three golden silk sword spikes flashed with dazzling light, and the two small bells made a soft sound of collision from time to time.

When everyone heard this, they all looked towards the sword hanging under Ling Zifeng's ribs, only to see Ling Zifeng's pale but powerful left hand, holding the scabbard tightly, sitting on the chair very naturally, automatically ignoring everyone's curiosity.

"Presumably, what Xiaoyou is wearing is the Soul Devouring Sword!"

Long Chuan and the three old men beside him silently glanced at the hilt of the Soul Devouring Sword, then looked away, and asked Ling Zifeng with a kind face.

"Not bad. ”

Ling Zifeng replied calmly, and didn't say much.

Well!

Long Chuan nodded, his eyes became distant and sighed, as if he was recalling something, and the solemn and sentimental words gradually came out of his mouth: "How many years, we have been waiting for a long time, and finally waited for this day, you can set foot in my Canglong clan, presumably that old monster is dead!"

"What do you mean?"

Ling Zifeng looked up at him, thinking of a person in his heart, and in an instant, he realized a little, in the mouth of Long Chuan, there are really not many people who can be worthy of the title of old monster, and I am afraid that there will be no second one in the whole world except for that one.

Long Chuan glanced at Ling Zifeng and nodded silently: "Yes, that perverted little monk of Leiyin Temple, to be exact, he is the ancestor of Leiyin Temple, but his fate is ill-fated, the sword master was born, and his lifespan can be regarded as coming to an end." ”

Ling Zifeng was silent, there was some sadness in his eyes, he didn't know what happened before the eons of time, making these powerful people in the world so taboo, even at the expense of tampering with history, but also to cover up those years, but he laid out this earth-shattering plan, planning one by one the top forces in Kyushu, like Jin Cicada, not hesitating to sacrifice his own life, but also to push the wheel of fate forward according to the trajectory they set.

"Are you very confused now, what is all this for, presumably before Jin Chanzi died, he told you everything he had experienced, maybe he didn't say it in detail, Long Ming, you come and tell him. Long Chuan finished speaking very tiredly, his eyes began to close his eyes with heavy eyes, being in their position, living for endless years, does not mean that it is a kind of happiness.

"Yes, Father!"

Long Ming responded in a deep voice, and glanced at everyone in the field, except for those elders, even the Ten Dragon Guards were all looking forward to it, after all, except for the elders, the people below didn't know the truth of this history, they only knew that the Canglong Clan was hidden in order to wait for the arrival of the Soul Devouring Sword Master, but what to do after coming, it was not clear.

No matter how curious they were, no one dared to ask. Because the precedent of the past was there, when the former Long Ming had not yet ascended to the position of patriarch, he was punished to ten days in the face wall of the Flame Cave for questioning the ancestral oath of the Canglong clan.

The place in the Flame Cave makes their scalps tingle just thinking about it, and the endless flames can almost roast people into *** Even if Long Ming relied on his powerful cultivation, he almost turned into roasted dragon meat when he came out in ten days, and since then, no one has dared to follow in Long Ming's footsteps.

Alas!

Ling Zifeng sighed!

Looking at the eyes full of anticrisy, he was a little deeply speechless, although he didn't know much more than them, but what he knew was the general idea of that history, so he felt that ignorance was sometimes really a kind of happiness, once you knew the truth, it means that you have one more responsibility, this responsibility may require you to use your life to complete, I really don't know if at that time, they will regret their curiosity today, curiosity killed the cat......