"Okay, okay, okay, Ao Bing, you, you don't want to cry wolf anymore, it's so annoying. You're a man, no, you're a male dragon, isn't you, what? You, if you howl again, this fairy spirit is really going to look down on you. Okay, okay, stop howling, I promise you. In the future, as long as you need it, I will, reluctantly, make your real dragon's tail home. Poor crippled dragon, it's really unlucky to be a dragon and make you like this. ”

Zi Qingling looked at Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, as if he was going to cry endlessly, the key is that you said that you were crying, but you have already started to cry and call your mother from the beginning of crying and shouting to your father. And there were no tears in the future, just there to call the sky and grab the earth, howling endlessly, it is really unbearable, such as the Buddha can bear it, but the immortal spirit can no longer bear it.

"Huh? You promised. Ao Bing suddenly stopped howling: "Then I, I, I am going to leave this "Dinghai Shenzhen Temple" now, and I will go to the sea to swim for two hundred years, no, two thousand years. Hurry up, hurry up, turn into a dragon and enter my body. Hahaha...... This prince will turn into a dragon body now, come on, Qingling. Ao Bing, transformation. ”

"Ang ......", an incomparably cheerful, excited, and melodious dragon roar suddenly echoed throughout the hall. A tall man with the upper half of a silver dragon stood up and raised his head to the sky. And there is also the lower body and tail that are coiled and wound around I don't know how many laps, and the front and back are repeatedly wrapped around the "coiling dragon pillar" that seems to be too thick.

"You, you, Ao Bing, it turns out that all the ghosts and wolves just now, just now, all the pain was just to sympathize and make the immortal spirit soft-hearted, you and you ......" Zi Qingling seemed to suddenly wake up, and seemed to be angry for a while, only to see that the purple arc mixed with green qi suddenly accelerated and winded, making a series of "crackling" sounds.

"What? As the Zi Qingling who was born in the "Dinghai Shenzhen", and can be regarded as having learned the scriptures in the Western Heavens, if you have heard the scriptures in front of the Buddha's lotus throne, and have always boasted that you are invincible little fairy child in the nine heavens and ten worlds in the heavens and the earth, you will not regret it, right? ”

"Repentance? Phew. Although this immortal spirit is a little younger, for many years, for countless years, that ambition is higher than the sky and deeper than this East China Sea. You think I'm just like you, crying and crying, it's really shameless. Ao Bing, shameless, a dragon but crying into a worm; Ao Bing, crying and crying, after shouting his father and mother, he pretended to be pitiful, pretended, but pitiful. Ao Bing, shameless, one-stop...... Cry cry cry ......"

The purple green spirit kept flying around in this "Dinghai Shenzhen" hall, and there was that green qi constantly overflowing and rising. After a while, there began to be a crisp echo like a bell in this hall and repeatedly floated: "Ao Bing, shameless...... Crying and crying, crying and crying, after shouting to the father and the queen and mother, ...... wholeheartedly"

"Uh, this, this, you, you, Zi Qingling, you, this is even made up by slipping, you ......" Ao Bing's huge dragon head was thrown over and over in the air, and the two huge dragon eyes looked at Zi Qingling who was floating around and rapping a children's rhyme.

After a long while, Zi Qingling finally stopped. Floating in the air, like a little girl who was tired of walking and was panting.

"Alright, Ao Bing. You and I have been together for thousands of years, according to the ordinary habits of this earth and star realm, you are still my predecessor, and you were born many years earlier than me. I was just born from the consciousness of the master who defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong in his early years and escorted the Tang monk on the road to the Western Scriptures. Sun Wukong protected the Tang monk all the way to the west, and along the way, he killed demons and killed countless people. And where did I come from? How could he be in the midst of a golden hoop of the wishful golden hoop stick? I don't know myself. For countless years, until one day, when I suddenly had some ignorant consciousness, it was the time when Sun Wukong completely put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha on the ground. He returned the wishful golden rod to the East China Sea. Look at it, Ao Bing, how many years has this been, this Ruyi golden hoop stick, known as the supreme acquired spiritual treasure, you take a look, take a good look, in addition to the golden hoop, there may also be the golden hoop on the section that has been soaking in the endless sea water outside this hall, and the part made of the cold gold and iron of the deep sea has long been rusted. Look at it, look at that, Ao Bing, even this Ruyi treasure that was originally refined by the supreme saint Taishang Laojun has now become so unbearable. Among the nine heavens and ten worlds, what else can withstand the passage of time and never change? Have it? You tell me, Ao Bing. ”

For a while, Zi Qingling's voice was constantly changing and fluttering in this hall.

"Zi Qingling, what do you mean by this? You think I don't know that the reason why this "Dinghai Shenzhen" has become what it is today is because of you. In the past thousands of years, you have devoured the original immortal artifact spirit in this "Dinghai Shenzhen" step by step, secretly, and slowly. ”

"Hahahahaha......" Zi Qingling suddenly let out a series of long laughs that seemed to be made by those mature women. And the girl's voice that used to make people feel sweet has long since disappeared.

"Because of me. Ao Bing, the two of us are just each other. Your father, Wang Aoguang, didn't know what method he used back then, but he was able to save your life after being seriously injured and wanting to die and having your dragon tendons removed. The old dragon king was able to use the dragon tendons of countless dragons to refine another dragon tendon for you, and he really deserved to be the head of the four sea dragon kings in this earth and star realm. But in the end, although you came back to life, your lower body still couldn't move. And when this wishful golden hoop stick was returned to the East China Sea from the hands of Sun Wukong, who had already defeated the Buddha, your father immediately mobilized countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals, spent countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and built this "Dinghai Shenzhen Temple" around this wishful golden hoop stick. In the end, he secretly wrapped the sleeping you around the so-called "Coiling Dragon Pillar" in front of him, and used the countless poisonous insects and beasts and the dragon python and the strange and smelly paste refined by the deep sea black green cold jade sand, guided by his deep dragon Yuan Force, and wrapped this "Coiling Dragon Pillar" layer by layer. Now it seems that your father, King Aoguang, wants to use some unknown peculiarity of this wishful golden hoop rod to treat your lower body paralysis. Although it has not been completely successful so far, it has achieved good results. Isn't your head bruised by Nezha's Qiankun circle good? Hahaha......"

"Zi Qingling, you have said so much, what do you want?"

"What do you want? I've had enough, I've had enough. In all these years, I was free only for a few days when the stinking mud that now flowed all over the floor of this great hall, when it melted and fell to the ground on its own and reconciled itself only once every sixteen years. However, there is still you, the crippled dragon who hates it to the extreme, and always bullies me. You say, you say, I, I, I'm a good little fairy, I didn't recruit anyone or mess with anyone, and I'm going to be trapped in this stinky mud with you. I, how painful and irritable I am to kill the dragon... Ahh

"This? Zi Qingling, I'm sorry, my father may not have known that you were in this wishful golden hoop rod at that time. ”

"Don't know? If you don't know, it's over? Do you know that the father and the son repay the debt? If I hadn't been able to leave the golden hoop nest for too long, and I wouldn't be able to exist on my own for the time being, I, I, I'd have run away a long time ago. And now, you, you Ao Bing, must give me a little compensation. ”

"You, you've gone around in a big circle, rapping nursery rhymes, and pretending to be an adult, just want to make up for it?"

"What? Can't you? Zi Qingling resumed her sweet childlike voice, but her voice was full of fierceness.

"Okay, okay? What do you say you want? Want a little bit of my dragon power? No problem. If you just want the dragon scales on my body, I'll take one off for you. ”

"You'd better keep the scales for yourself. Ao Bing, you, can't you really smell how bad you are? I was amazed. Although I am a fairy body, I have not yet cultivated into a physical body, but this trace of smell, hearing, and even taste is innate. But you really can't imagine how you have survived all these years in these stinky mud. ”

"You just tell you what you want, right?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll look for you anytime when I think about it."

"Otherwise, Zi Qingling. I'm telling you a secret, a secret of how I've been able to hold on for so many years in that stinking mud that you speak of. And then from then on, all the things we used to be in the future will not be allowed to mention again, and the grievances and grievances will be written off. What do you think? ”

"This? You let me think about it first. This mud, somehow, was washed away by the little human friar. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this, right? If, in a few days, the mud starts to cling to the wishful golden hoop rod again, and you and I have to go back to our places again......"

Zi Qingling stopped floating in the air, as if she was thinking about it.

"Okay, I promised you, you say."

"A word is a certainty, if anyone regrets it afterwards......"

"If you Ao Bing repents, you will always be a crippled dragon."

"You, you, you. Ziqingling, I, how could I regret it? I'll tell you, but if you regret it, you'll never succeed. ”

"You, good, good, you crippled dragon, you have always wished that I couldn't transform successfully, right? , I, my Zi Qingling dug up your ancestral grave in my previous life? ”

"Hehe, I wish you had dug up our ancestral grave."

"What do you mean by that?" Zi Qingling couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he heard Ao Bing speak like this, if he had eyes, mouth and body.

"Father hasn't been to this hall for many years, how many years has it been? Qingling, you know. I think something terrible has happened. I, my dragon soul can no longer sense the existence of my father and mother, nor can I feel the existence of any other dragon, none of these nine heavens and ten worlds. ”

"What? You say, you said that you are coiled on this black iron rod, in the depths of the East China Sea, and there are many water-avoiding arrays outside, can you still feel these nine heavens and ten realms? You, do you want to be so bullish, no, the dragon is angry. Are you so good? ”

"I mean, I can sense the presence of other dragons? It wasn't said that I could feel the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Realms. Will you listen to dragons? ”

"Coco, but this is very, very fierce."

"Yes, it's so fierce, hahahaha, I'm much fiercer than the little white tiger back then."

"Say you're fat, and you're gasping. Say, what the hell is going on? ”

"It's a secret? All of a sudden, you want my two secrets, this ......."

Ao Bing didn't know when he turned into a human form from his true body of the divine dragon, and he was sitting cross-legged in his original position under the "Dinghai Shenzhen" in his own mouth, looking at the purple green spirit floating in front of him with a hesitant face.

"You, if you tell me these two secrets, I will really agree, and promise to accompany you to swim in the sea whenever I have the opportunity in the future. Truth be told, it's time for you to take a shower. You smell like ......."

Zi Qingling said this, and suddenly floated away with a "sudden", and suddenly floated out about five or six zhang away. It was as if the smell on Ao Bing's body suddenly turned into a dragon yuan and hit her fiercely.

"Alright, alright, Zi Qingling, I'll tell you three secrets. This first one is given to you unconditionally. Listen up. What about the first one, our family's ancestral tomb is the dragon tomb, and where is the dragon tomb? Only my father knows. Not every dying dragon is guided by some invisible force to the dragon's tomb on its own. That has to be based on the size of a dragon's contribution to the dragon clan in his life, and the elders of our dragon clan will discuss the results, and finally the patriarch of his own race will decide. So, if you really dug up our ancestral grave in your previous life, you must tell me where the dragon tomb is. ”

"You, you, you hurry up and say the second one. You crippled dragon, tell a so-called secret, and don't forget to stab me for a moment. ”

"Second, I can feel whether there are dragons in the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms because of the dragon soul of our dragon clan. The mystery of this dragon soul is the same as the brain of the human being, although those human beings are weak, but in the long river of time, they have become the masters of the nine heavens and ten worlds. Not to mention those ordinary mortals in the many mortal realms, and those mortals who have embarked on the path of cultivating the truth, as long as they can continue to climb their realm, one day they will shatter the void and become immortals. Even if you can't, as long as you reach the Yuanying realm, you can go up the mountain to capture the tiger and go down to the sea to kill the dragon. The dragon soul of the dragon clan was supposed to be a more powerful existence than the human brain, but at some point, the dragon soul of the dragon clan seemed to have degenerated, and it just became a tool for dragons and dragons to sense each other's existence from a distance. ”

"As for the third secret, and the one you want to know the most. Why am I not afraid of the stench of this ointment, which my father has painstakingly refined? That's because ......," Ao Bing said, and there was a sudden pause.

"Because of what? Don't sell it, Ao Bing. Hurry up, long story short. Aren't you in a hurry to go for a dip in the sea? I don't think you're in a hurry. ”

"Because, because I was born a dragon without a sense of smell or taste."