In the cold stream, the huge dragon body rose and fell above, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the shell, like an island in the water.

The dragon's breathing slowed down in the cold stream, and even the flowing clouds around him became a little thinner, and after a while, a person stood up on the dragon's body, his clothes were torn and covered in bloody scabs, it was Ling Shuang.

After sitting cross-legged and pranayama for a while, Ling Shuang calmed down the chaotic dantian spiritual power, looked at the seriously injured dragon, and couldn't help but sigh, just after dealing with the matter of locking the dragon array, and now he was injured like this.

He took out Luo Xian's elixir and poured it into the dragon's mouth like a jelly bean, and with the dense spiritual mist, the dragon's wound gradually healed, and his spirit also recovered.

During this time, Ling Shuang also took the elixir to condition his injured body, and after half a day, he got up and spit out a long breath, and the spiritual power of his body was shocked when he ran the exercises, and the blood scabs on his body turned into flying ashes and scattered.

"Brother Long, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, if we can, let's leave first." Ling Shuang thought of purgatory, and always felt that something would happen next, so she immediately persuaded the five-clawed golden dragon to leave.

"You and I have known each other for a long time, and I haven't told you yet, my name is Ao Yi." Flying in the direction of the original Five Mountains, the dragon said.

"I wonder what Brother Yi's plans are for the future?" After informing her name, Ling Shuang asked.

"I heard that there is a Biluoyang at the junction of the four domains, the scenery is beautiful and extraordinary, and the products are abundant, you can go to Biluoyang to find me in the future." As he spoke, Ao Yi looked in the direction of Biluoyang.

After parting, Ling Shuang's imperial envoy Flying Sword rushed to Dongfeng Pavilion, saying that he would not have the opportunity to blend into the Thunder Pool and seek the opportunity to create a fortune.

Dongfeng Pavilion is located in the center of the Eastern Regions, composed of many islands, thousands of islands around the center of a continent, the abundant products are not weaker than the Biluo Ocean, and even above the Biluo Ocean.

But after all, it belongs to the industry of Dongfeng Pavilion, how can other scattered cultivators surpass it, not to mention those merchants among mortals, without absolute strength, they naturally can't get the corresponding benefits.

The sea area around the East Wind Pavilion is called the East Wind Current, and it blows a desert sand into the sea under the blowing of the East Wind all the year round, and somehow, the closer it is to the desert Current, there are more products such as fish and shrimp, so the East Wind Pavilion has set up an industry in this place.

That industry is rich in oil and water, but all the disciples of Dongfeng Pavilion don't want to be in charge of the operation of that industry.

Although the property is abundant, it is not the whole of that industry, the product has brought countless people, and the corresponding business turnover, Fengyue place and the auction of cultivation materials are all indispensable industrial chains.

Recently, it is here to prepare for the Dongfeng Meeting, whether it is the monks of the Dongfeng Pavilion, or the strong people from all over the world, they can participate, as long as they get a certain seat in the Dongfeng Meeting, they will have the opportunity to go to the Thunder Pond to seek enlightenment.

It is precisely because of this that the number of monks who come and go here begins to increase, after all, no one can say whether they can get that opportunity, as long as they succeed, the creation will be put in front of them.

But how could Dongfeng Pavilion trade at a loss? The benefits brought by the flow of people are absolutely indispensable, what is paid is just a big cake drawn on paper, as for being taken away, it is naturally impossible, and the Dongfeng Pavilion disciples who can participate in the casual cultivation can also participate, so it will not be their turn.

In this way, the pie of painting will only be more distant, and the already difficult to find creation will be even more rare.

Even so, there are still not a few casual cultivators who come to participate in the Dongfeng Society, after all, there is still a chance, and they can't say that they will grab that opportunity and be able to enter the thunder pool.

At this moment, Ling Shuangfang had just stepped into the city, and when he heard about the Dongfeng Society, he naturally wanted to go and take a look and compete for the Thunder Pond Creation.

Compared with other casual cultivators, Ling Shuang's chances are obviously greater, Ling Shuang's cultivation is less than a Jiazi, and how many monks of the same age have stepped into the Jindan realm? Even if you step into the realm of foundation building, it is not a small genius.

Of course, a monk of this bone age is not without the existence of a Jindan monk, that is a group of genius disciples of Dongfeng Pavilion, and the young pavilion master is already a mid-stage Jindan cultivator.

"I heard that this time the Dongfeng Meeting, many monks in the cabinet participated, so the opportunity is small." A loose cultivator said to his companion beside him, his expression quite decadent.

"I said a long time ago that there would be no chance, you still don't believe it, I only heard the news when I came here, and I don't have to go back." The companion complained.

Ling Shuang smiled disapprovingly and continued to rush to the venue, while the two monks stepped forward and said to Ling Shuang, "Daoist friends are also here to participate in the Dongfeng Meeting, right?" ”

"That's right." Ling Shuang replied.

"Don't go, the number of monks in the pavilion of the Dongfeng Society has increased a lot this year, and it is clear that the casual cultivators will not get the opportunity, so why waste this time?" A young monk sighed.

"It's okay, just go shopping." Ling Shuang didn't think so, and replied casually.

At this time, another monk said to his companion: "Don't persuade him, he will naturally know when the time comes, how can there be a chance when so many famous Dongfeng Pavilion monks have come?" ”

With that, the two cultivators left the place, while Ling Shuang continued to walk in the direction of the meeting.

The pavilion to the east, facing a pool of turquoise water, the algae in the lake are crisscrossed, and there are newborn hibiscus showing flower buds, faintly can be felt, the flower contains a pure aura, which is obviously an extraordinary spiritual plant.

There were hundreds of monks in the pavilion, chanting poems, discussing the twists and turns in the exercises, and then began to compete outside the pavilion.

Although it is a competition, it is a competition, after all, it is a matter of chance, and no one will really take this as an ordinary competition, but as a competition about the future.

"All the Taoist friends are here, we are honored, and we will start to formally compete later, the top five monks can go to the thunder pool to fish for the thunder spirit, with the support of the thunder spirit, from now on you can avoid the thunder tribulation, and achieve the avenue." A voice came from the air, and then two figures came from outside the pavilion.

The woman was dressed in white gauze, the plain white gauze did not hide her jade-like complexion, the cherry sandalwood mouth opened slightly, and this voice came out, and the man in black beside him had a solemn face and did not say a word.

Obviously, the two played two roles, one to handle the meeting, and the other to maintain order and bring those who caused trouble to justice.

"The number of Lei Ling is limited, and the upper echelons of the pavilion have set a rule, except for the members of the sect who are determined inside, the rest will screen out five people in the Dongfeng Society, whether it is a monk in the pavilion, or a strong person who is scattered in various places, he can have this opportunity." The sound of glamour came, and it was originally a resentful retreat in his heart, but he also quieted down at the moment, quietly listening to the sound like a heavenly sound.

"I don't know how many people have come to your Dongfeng Pavilion?" At this time, a discordant voice came, obviously coming to make trouble, and specifically singled out such things that were known but not put in the open.