"The purpose of my trip is the Seven Star Lantern, I don't care who stands in my way, I will kill whoever stands in my way. Zhao Sheng's eyes sharpened, and his domineering spirit came out.

"Okay, let Butterfly go with you. The old man said.

"Uncle, how can this be done?" Zhao Sheng said.

"You were kind to me back then, so let Die'er repay the favor," the old man said.

"Die'er is willing to repay Brother Zhao Sheng's life-saving grace for her father. Butterfly knelt down and said.

"It's too dangerous, if the demon knows what you're doing, they won't spare you. Zhao Sheng said worriedly.

"Hehe, so I'll leave Shifang early tomorrow morning, the terrain here is chaotic, and the demons, the demon family is gathered here, with Butterfly by your side, the old man can rest assured." Zhao Sheng. The old man said.

Zhao Sheng and Wen Chong looked at each other, not knowing how to answer, one more demon person, for them it is indeed a greater chance of success, and they reluctantly accepted the old man's daughter.

"Young master, Cangwang Temple is in front. Shadow said.

"Ying'er, don't call me young master, how many times have I told you, but I just don't listen. Xiaolong said helplessly.

"The shadow is used to shouting, and the young master is used to it after listening to it too much, and he can't change it. Shadow said.

"After entering the Ten Directions, I see that you have been restless, is there something on your mind?" asked Xiaolong.

"There's no need to pull it, it's just that the shadow is not used to being here, young master, you are too careful. Shadow said casually, let Xiaolong listen to it in his ears is even more wrong, since knowing Ying, Xiaolong has never seen such a shadow.

"It's here. Shadow said.

Xiaolong raised his eyes, and the majestic temple stood in front of him, and the demons around him entered one after another, and a burst of unique bells came out of the temple, which was extremely solemn.

"I didn't expect that the people in the demon path respect my father so much. "Xiaolong said.

"Yes, young master, the lord has made a lot of contributions to the demon path in front of him, and there are many admirers, if the lord didn't go to the heavenly realm, there are at least five families who will follow the lord's left and right now. Shadow said.

"Hehe, Dad is really capable, he is loved by so many people, let's go in. The little dragon and the shadow walked into the temple, the incense was filled, and groups of people were quietly worshipping this man who stood up to the sky, and in their hearts, he was already the embodiment of God.

"Childe, Miss, buy a stick of incense, King Cang will ensure that your wishes come true, and you will be protected by the dragon god." An old man selling incense said eloquently.

"Is it that amazing?" asked the little dragon curiously.

"Go, go, are you from the outside world? Why don't you even know this, as long as you worship the king every day, the king will bless you. The old man said.

Xiaolong was embarrassed for a while, what kind of saying is this, Ying'er smiled slightly: "Give me two pillars of incense." Then he handed him two pieces of gold.

"Here, this young lady is still knowledgeable, and she can get such a woman, and I don't know if it is a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes. The old man said unabashedly.

Xiaolong was dizzy again, and he didn't know what to say, so the shadow said, "Let's go, don't worry about him, let's go to the incense." ”

Xiaolong laughed secretly and asked, "Why do people in the demon path like gold so much?"

"You don't know about this, in fact, many demons who turn into humans like to live in the human world, so it's not okay without gold, most of the demons like to travel in the major cities of the human world, and they are playful by nature, do you really think that they are like cultivators in the human world, they don't understand fun at all, they only practice in the deep mountains, and they don't know the beauty of life. ”

"Hehe, as far as you know, burn incense. Xiaolong said, and a haze appeared on Shadow's face, and soon disappeared on his face.

Xiaolong silently lit three incense sticks and bowed to the stone statue of his father, with thousands of words in his heart, all of which could not be spoken, and for a while, gradually fell silent.

"Young master, young master, young master. The shadow's voice had already come from the side, and Xiaolong suddenly seemed to be awake, his eyes were slightly moist, and then he smiled with relief.

"What's the matter, just now I was thinking, what is my father like, only that residual memory is in my mind, now, looking at my father's stone statue, I know that my father is so powerful, you say, will I become a strong man like my father in the future." Xiaolong laughed.

"Yes. Shadow said lightly.

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing, my father is so strong, but I will also work hard, and one day I will definitely be like my father. "Xiaolong said.

"I have faith in you. The shadow showed a faint smile, very bright, very bright, Xiaolong looked at it and gradually became a little crazy, the two of them suddenly felt like a deer, out of proportion, both of them turned around suddenly, no longer looking at each other.

"It's late, let's go back. Xiaolong said, and Shadow replied slightly, following him.

As soon as the two of them came out of the door of the temple, they heard a voice from behind, "Do you want to hear the story of King Cang?" Xiao Long turned around, it was the old man who had just sold incense to them.

"It's you, do you want to listen to the story of King Cang. The old man said again.

"You?" said Xiaolong, a little confused.

"It's not too late, come in and have a cup of tea, and I'll tell you the story of King Cang." The old man said with a smile, without any cheesiness that he had just started, he was already refreshed at this moment, and a heroic aura was covered on his body. The three of them sat quietly on the edge of the tea table in the temple, the old man's eyes were bright, there was no cheesiness just now, but his face was radiant, and the tea on the tea table wafted with bursts of fragrance.

"This senior, you say, you want to tell the story of King Cang?" Xiaolong asked curiously.

"Hehe, what, don't you dare to be interested?" the old man said lightly while making tea.

Xiaolong shook his head and motioned for the old man to say, and the old man handed two cups of clear tea to the two of them, "Take a sip of tea, this is King Cang's favorite Longjing, hehe." ”

Xiaolong and Ying tasted this quiet tea, and bursts of elegant tea fragrance came to their faces, which made people feel at ease and relaxed.

"Good tea, good tea. Xiaolong sighed.

"This tea comes from the northwest foot of the dragon, is a circular spring pool, the drought does not dry up, this spring and the sea communicate, there is a dragon in it, because it is called the dragon well, do you know the origin of this dragon? The old man said.

"Wouldn't this be King Cang?" said Xiaolong suspiciously.

"That's true, King Cang's name is Cang, is a Jiao, he lives here, in fact, he is Jiao, but in terms of form, King Cang was born of the dragon vein of the heavenly realm, because there is demon blood in the body, and was thrown into the world by the dragon world, King Cang has practiced hard for thousands of years before he can practice the dragon body, you must know that the demonization into a dragon, let alone the situation of ten thousand years, is worthy of being a peerless genius" The old man said lightly.

"No, as far as I know, King Cang has turned into a dragon, why is he a dragon?" asked Xiaolong curiously.

"You don't know this, when King Cang was young, in the demon world, he had already extracted his dragon blood alive, and then with his demon body, he practiced into a dragon body, so he is a genius. The old man said.

Xiaolong was embarrassed for a while, and said bitterly: "Why do you only say half of what you say, then to put it mildly, he is still a demon and a dragon." ”

"yes, it seems to be the same, hahahaha, you're still smart. The old man laughed.

Xiaolong heard the old man joking, and suddenly had the urge to leave, and the old man said: "Young man, don't worry, I'll take it slowly, after King Cang cultivates into a dragon, fly to the heavens and the upper realm, this is the point." ”

"What's the point?" Xiaolong asked anxiously.

"I'll forget about it for a while. The old man scratched his head and said. Xiaolong was almost stupid to death by him, and there was a chill on his face.

"Oh, I remember, didn't you just say that he had dragon blood? He went to the heavenly realm for his life. The old man said.

"Well, according to what you said, King Cang himself is a dragon, and then he withdrew the dragon's blood, in the heavenly realm, for his life, then what happened to him in the heavenly realm. "Xiaolong said.

"After the Heavenly Dragon King saw him, he didn't arrange a name for him, and he didn't have an immortal status, so he was like a scattered person, free and unrestrained. The old man said.

"Well, you go on. ”

"He went to the heavenly realm, in fact, it was to take revenge, it turned out that he was born to be the Holy Ancestor of the Dragon Emperor today, in short, the Dragon Emperor and he were just a junior, and then, in order to avenge his mother's revenge, in a fit of anger, he broke into the Holy Ancestor Dragon Palace, and fought with the Dragon Palace for three hundred dragon guards for three days and three nights, which can be said to be earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods. ”

"What hatred there is between them. Xiaolong asked.

"The Holy Ancestor traveled all over the world and sowed seeds everywhere, and the King of Cang was his seed in the human world, and the human world is to put it in layman's terms, that is, an illegitimate child, can you understand this? Later, the mother of the King of Cang, in order to find the Holy Ancestor, went to the heavenly realm, under the noble blood of the Dragon Clan, and the strict dragon system, even if the Holy Ancestor was willing to recognize her, the main room of the Holy Ancestor, can she be spared? Soon after, the Dragon Emperor of that year sentenced her to the crime of spreading rumors, and burned her to death on the Broken Dragon Platform. The old man sighed.

"Then later, because King Cang hated his father, the dragon blood was withdrawn by him, and he turned into a dragon with his own cultivation?" asked Xiaolong.

"Yes, it does. Why do you keep interrupting me, I can't remember what I'm talking about. Oh, I remembered it, I just said, King Cang fought with the three hundred dragon guards in the Dragon Palace for three days and three nights, and the body of King Cang was broken, and only the last trace of spiritual consciousness remained, fortunately, I met the clansmen of the Yan clan back then, so I saved my life in that battle. ”

"And what happened later?" asked the little dragon anxiously.

"At the beginning of the chaos in the heavenly realm, the last clansmen of the Yan clan all faded in the melee, and the last trace of the spiritual consciousness of King Cang still did not leave the heavenly realm, but it was precisely because of this remaining opportunity that King Cang's flesh and blood went down to the mortal world to continue the incense. ”

"I didn't expect King Cang to have such a sad past, fate makes people. Xiaolong sighed, the spiritual sense has been completely integrated into that picture, and who can understand the sadness in it.