A long table, both sides of which are full of dragon people, of course, Zhang Ling and Yu'er are also among them, after some introduction, Zhang Ling also has a general understanding of those dragon people. The Dragon King also introduced Zhang Ling, a young man in his heart, to those dragon people on the wine case. After listening to the introduction of the Dragon King, those young elites of the Dragon Clan also had a good impression of Zhang Ling.

"I don't know who Zhang Ling Daoyou is learning from, and he has done this at such a young age?"

Said this is a young man of the dragon clan, named Long Jie, is a prince of the dragon clan, the so-called dragon clan, refers to the family of the woman who married the dragon clan, in fact, in the Six Realms, the dragon clan is an ancient dragon race, but after tens of millions of years of evolution and development, and then there were Tianlong, ancient dragons, Sea dragons and other dragon races, and many of the princesses in these dragon races are married to the princes of the Shenlong clan, and then there are descendants, and this dragon boy named Long Jie is the descendant of the sea dragon clan and the Shenlong clan after the marriage.

"Prince Jie, I don't have a master, if there is, it is this Yu'er girl next to me, I was originally just an ordinary monk, but then I met Yu'er by chance, and it was she who took me on the path of cultivation. Zhang Ling looked at Yu'er and said truthfully.

"Oh, this girl is actually your master? It's really unexpected, both of them are extremely talented, even if they are people from my dragon clan, if they want to cultivate to the realm of transforming gods, it will take hundreds of years, Zhang Ling Daoyou under the guidance of this girl, it only took about two or three years to cultivate to the realm of transforming gods, Daoyou is really not an ordinary cultivation genius!"

The dragon prince named Long Jie was surprised when he heard Zhang Ling's answer, and couldn't help but praise it.

"Prince Jie is too famous, I think cultivation sometimes does depend on talent, but the most important thing is not talent, in the past three years, Yu'er and I have traveled north and south, killing demons, and deeply feeling that saving people in danger, protecting their beloved, and not letting their loved ones be harmed is the greatest motivation for cultivation, so that miracles can be produced and amazing power can be generated. ”

Zhang Ling said solemnly, and looked at Yu'er again, at this moment, he thought of Xiaoxue even more, thought of his family, think about it, if it weren't for Xiaoxue and his family, maybe he wouldn't have embarked on this long road of cultivation.

"Haha, Xiaosheng said well, it really makes this king admire, my Shenlong clan can meet Xiaosheng here is also a kind of fate, this king sees that Xiaosheng is extraordinary, and has a righteous heart, so, after the banquet, I take Xiaosheng to a place. "At this moment, the Dragon King is admiring Zhang Ling more and more.

"Take me somewhere?" Zhang Ling asked suspiciously.

"Yes, take you to a place, now Xiaosheng will talk to these juniors of our dragon clan about wine first, I can see that you and these juniors are very close to each other than our juniors!"

"Yes, Brother Zhang Ling, let's talk about it later, now let's talk enough, I'm very curious about Brother Zhang Ling's previous deeds, and I want to hear the story of Zhang Ling killing demons and saving people from danger, Brother Zhang Ling wants to tell us about it." The Prince of Long Jie just now spoke again, and he and those young Junjie of the Dragon Clan were very curious about Zhang Ling's previous deeds.

Zhang Ling smiled helplessly, and could only continue to deal with these dragon elites.

A few hours later, the banquet was over, and many of the dragon clan people left one after another, after all, they were all dragon clan masters, and they were all big shots, and they all had their own families and things to take care of, as for those elite young men of the dragon clan who greeted Zhang Ling and left one after another, and the dragon prince named Long Jie also gave Zhang Ling a dragon clan talisman when he left, saying that if something happened, he would inform him with this order. Obviously, after this banquet, Zhang Ling made a lot of new friends, and Long Jie was a very good one.

"Xiaosheng, let's go, I'll take you to a place. Just as Zhang Ling was seeing Long Jie leave, the Dragon King spoke.

"Ling Shao, since the Dragon King is invited, let's go with the Dragon King. Yu'er stood beside Zhang Ling and reminded him.

"Okay......" After saying that, Zhang Ling and Yu'er walked up with the Dragon King.

After a while, under the guidance of the Dragon King, Zhang Ling came to a secret place, which seemed to be a secret room that no one noticed.

"Dragon King, I don't know why you brought your juniors here?" Zhang Ling walked into the library and asked respectfully.

"Heh, this book pavilion is a few caves. The Dragon King looked at Zhang Ling and said with a slightly meaningful smile.

"Is there a cave in the sky?" Yu'er and Zhang Ling glanced at each other, even more puzzled. Seeing that they were confused, the dragon king took them to a scroll.

"This painting?" Zhang Ling looked at the painting in front of him, and suddenly felt wonderful, because he found that although this painting was painted with brush and ink, it presented a sense of dynamics, the water in the painting scroll flowed smartly, and the mountains in the painting scroll stood far away, as if people were in a psychedelic realm.

"Heh, Xiaosheng, now you close your eyes. Seeing that Zhang Ling was looking at the painting without blinking, the Dragon King suddenly spoke.

"What are you doing with your eyes closed?" asked Yu'er, puzzled.

"Yu'er, don't ask too much, what the Dragon King says, we just do what. With that, Zhang Ling glanced at the Dragon King and closed his eyes.

"Yes, Ling Shao!" Then Yu'er closed her eyes as well.

Seeing that Zhang Ling and Yu'er had closed their eyes, the Dragon King turned to the painting, and pointed to the painting, only to see a golden light emerge from the Dragon King's finger and project it into the painting.

In the next second, Zhang Ling only felt that his eyes were white, as if he was in another world.