After listening to the words of the dragon with the candle, Song Yiyuan frowned, the streamer in his hand turned, and a spear appeared in his hand. She said impatiently www.biquge.info "You old bedbug, it's old, and you still say what it does." ”

"For your little doll, it's really an old thing, but for the old man, it's just yesterday." The dragon of the candle said, looked at the spear in Song Yiyuan's hand again, and said strangely: "Huh? Why not a two-edged knife? It stands to reason that since you have obtained the inheritance of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, you will naturally get his divine weapon. ”

After listening to this, Song Yiyuan seemed to have a sense of anger in his tone, brandished a spear and rushed towards the dragon of the candle, and shouted: "I want you to take care of it!" ”

The dragon of the candle blocked Song Yiyuan's attack unhurriedly, and suddenly said: "Old man remembers, ten years ago, you lost the power of chaos here, and barely got the inheritance, but you have never been able to achieve the right result, and you can't become a true god. ”

The dragon of the candle looked at Song Yiyuan, whose face was getting worse and worse, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it seems that the old man can't open any pot." Little doll, if the old man tells you that this chaotic power is actually a way to regain it, how would you feel? ”

Song Yiyuan put away the spear and put it behind his back: "Is this true?" ”

The dragon of the candle smiled and said, "Is it necessary for the old man to lie to you little doll?" In other words, the power of chaos is the most primitive power that opens the world, first there is chaos, then there is yin and yang, regeneration gossip, and finally it turns into all things in heaven and earth. The chaotic power that you originally possessed, which can be said to be the source of all power, can be deprived by external forces. ”

Song Yiyuan asked suspiciously, "According to what you mean, the power of chaos is still in my body?" ”

The dragon of the candle said: "Back then, I didn't destroy your dantian inland sea, nor did I take away the three souls and seven spirits, and the seeds of this chaotic power are naturally still in your body. ”

"Then why can't I feel it?"

The dragon of the candle shook his head, "This is your own creation, the old man said all this, you little doll is so self-conscious, the old man advises you to leave here quickly, Buzhou Mountain is the land of extreme yin and yang, even if you are already a Da Luo Jin Immortal, with a body of Haoran righteousness to protect the body, it will inevitably be damaged." What's more, there is a little doll next to you who has not entered the fairy realm. ”

Song Yiyuan turned his head to look at Yang Meng, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled: "Old bedbug, you have looked away again this time, this guy has not entered the immortal realm." ”

Hearing this, the dragon of the candle looked at Yang Meng for a long time, and said leisurely: "Little doll, come to make the old man happy again, this son has obviously not cultivated the Xuan Qi, is the old man wrong?" ”

Song Yiyuan raised his eyebrows: "What, don't you believe it?" Do you want to make another bet? If he wasn't a mortal who hadn't cultivated to the Immortal Realm, how about you let us enter the eastern foothills of Qishan Mountain? ”

Yang Meng looked at Song Yiyuan puzzled, this is going to make a fuss again, he is obviously a mortal, is it possible that he can let him cultivate Xuan Qi in an instant?

"Good!" The dragon of the candle looked at Yang Meng's expression, understood in his heart, and said: "After so many years, it is rare for the old man to see a person in this mountain, so I will have a good time with your doll today, and see what tricks you can play." ”

Song Yiyuan looked at the dragon with a fooled expression, turned to Yang Meng and said, "You, sit down according to the posture I taught you, and do it again." ”

"Huh?" Yang Meng blinked, not knowing what Song Yiyuan was trying to do.

"Ahh Song Yiyuan glared at him, and urged with a fierce face.

"Good, good." Yang Meng hurriedly replied, it didn't matter so much, he sat down, and the magic seal was formed in his hand, and after a while, that mysterious feeling returned, as if he had become a part of this heaven and earth. And Yang Meng's body is gradually full, and the colorful glow is getting more and more prosperous, gathering but not dispersing.

Song Yiyuan knew that all this would happen, so he was not surprised, and looked at the dragon with interest. I saw a look of doubt in his eyes, and his face was full of incredulity.

"Alright, alright, get up." Song Yiyuan said to the dragon of the candle again: "How about it, old bedbug, let's plant it this time." ”

The dragon of the candle didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly leaned the huge dragon head towards Yang Meng, as if to see him clearly, Yang Meng could even feel the dragon breath spewing out of his nose.

"Well...... the dragon of the candle retreated and said, "I see, so it's okay, even if the old man loses this time." ”

Song Yiyuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the dragon of the candle talking so well, "Uh, you old bedbug, why are you so easy to talk." ”

The dragon of the candle moved his body, gave way to the entrance of the eastern foothills of Qishan Mountain, and urged a little impatiently: "Little doll, don't talk nonsense, before I change my mind, hurry in." ”

Song Yiyuan didn't say anything more, said thank you, carried Yang Meng, and drilled into the green whirlpool.

The dragon of the candle looked at the place where the two disappeared, his eyes were full of amazement, and he suddenly sighed: "It has been tens of millions of years, Nuwa, is this what you said about fate?" I have fulfilled this vow of ten thousand years, and it is time to enter reincarnation. ”

After speaking, the dragon of the candle stretched out its dragon claws and wiped it at the entrance of the eastern foot of Qishan Mountain, and the small green vortex actually dissipated like this. After doing all this, the dragon of the candle suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared, and the sound of the dragon's groan resounded throughout the fairy world, and then the huge dragon body circled up, soaring upward, and flew towards the sky.

And after Yang Meng and Song Yiyuan entered the small world at the eastern foot of Qishan Mountain, they didn't know what happened in Buzhou Mountain. They looked at this world that had not been entered for thousands of years, and their hearts were shocked.

This place is not like Song Yiyuan guessed that it is a ruin, but like another world, here, they not only saw the woods, rivers, mountains, but also the blue sky, white clouds, and sunshine, and even after passing through the woods, they saw this village not far ahead! In the rice field in the distance, I saw one or two people working happily.

There are even humans in this world!

"It's—it's a small world that's still growing." Song Yiyuan pressed the excitement in his heart and said in a trembling voice.

Yang Meng didn't understand Song Yiyuan's words, there are human beings in this small world, which is naturally surprising, but it is not enough to be excited like this.

"Uh, isn't it special here?"

Song Yiyuan shook his head: "You don't know what this means to the immortal world at all. ”

Song Yiyuan just wanted to explain something, when suddenly there was a fluctuation from the direction they came from, Song Yiyuan's face changed, and he scolded: "Bastard! That old bug seals the entrance! We can't get out! ”