Chapter Ninety-Five: Biting Dogs Don't Bark
A group of five people entered the mountain gate of the dragon clan, compared to those seemingly human and non-human existences, their figures were really thin.
Long Xue'er entered the mountain gate, and she was anxious to run up the mountain, but was grabbed by Lin Luo, her mood was understood by everyone, but she couldn't be so reckless.
The situation of the dragon clan is clear now, but where the internal undercurrent is surging and agitating, everyone has a little meaning in their hearts, since this civil strife is a situation that their three ancestors have planned more than 100,000 years ago, how can it be controlled by the patriarch and the sect master, even if the three elders of the dragon clan can only be regarded as a chess piece at best.
Since they are all chess pieces, why should they be abandoned, they have to talk about it.
As an outsider, Lin Luo was involved in a daze, was used again and again, and was robbed of a body of chaotic qi, can he stop there? Otherwise, he would be too cowardly and easy to bully. But he wants to recapture something, or wants to do something, with the strength of a few of them, in this dragon clan really can't make any big waves, but since it is the three ancestors of the dragon clan fighting, he has nothing to worry about, he has seen the dragon title, as long as the golden egg is on his side, he dares to bet that Long Ao will not let himself die in this dragon clan, otherwise Long Ao, who has lived for so many years, will not let the golden egg follow him.
Entering the Dragon Clan's mountain gate, in addition to the cicadas in the mountains and forests, there are only a few bird calls that occasionally sound, in the past, the lively martial arts arena, but now it is very lonely, the martial arts arena made of white jade, the gaps are already overgrown with weeds, a white-haired old man, dressed in white, with a wine gourd hanging on his waist, hunched back, squatting down with difficulty to pull out those weeds, but such a large martial arts arena, I don't know how long it will take to deal with it.
Seeing Lin Luo and a few people coming, the old man stood up on his knees, and waved his hands to greet a few people with a smile.
Lin Luo smiled and nodded as a greeting, Long Xue'er trotted forward, facing this old man who even the entire dragon clan would not look at, and asked respectfully: "Ziyang Ancestor, how are my fathers and them?"
The old man squinted his cloudy eyes, looked Long Xue'er up and down, smiled and waved his grass-stained hands, and shouted: "The old man is old, blind and deaf, and he can't hear or see." β
Long Xue'er repeated it a few more times, and the old man nodded with a smile, "The old man has been serving this martial arts arena for a hundred years, how can it be overgrown with weeds, those dolls don't know what to do, and when I don't see them at first glance, the old man is really a little uncomfortable." β
Long Xue'er was finally deflated, turned around and left in a huff, the old man smiled and took off the gourd on his waist, drank a few sips of wine, wiped the wine stains hanging on his beard, and squatted down again to pull out the grass.
Lin Luo said 'heh', looking at the old man who did not change his actions but was happy and happy, and sneered: "If you don't hear the big and small things in this world with your ears, and don't look at right and wrong in this world with your eyes, you should be at ease." β
The little turtle pursed his lips, lifted up his big flower pants and said: "Hey, he is really carefree with this square all his life? Without tens of millions of children practicing martial arts here, he doesn't worry about this crazy weed? When these tens of millions of children gather here, he doesn't worry about the discarded confetti? In this way, what is the difference between a beggar who can't get food, a drunkard who has drunk all his wine, a gambler who lacks money, and a gentleman who has no girl, the so-called great freedom, he is not, they are not. β
The golden egg learned from the little turtle to pull up his shirt, smiled hehe, and said to himself: "It's too profound, the eldest brother and the turtle master are really not ordinary people." β
The black girl grabbed the corner of Lin Luo's clothes, the beads hanging on her wrist emitted a faint Buddha light, and her face showed a smile that was seriously inconsistent with her age, and she said silently: "There is no obstacle in advancing and retreating, the heart is free from troubles, and it is great freedom to be able to jump out of the reincarnation of the past life!"
Long Xue'er pouted and urged, "Let's go, I don't know what happened to my father." β
The old man, who was getting farther and farther away, stopped his movements, wiped his hand full of grass stains on his body a few times, picked up the wine gourd again and drank two sips, his dim eyes were full of tears, but he still smiled and said: "The old man really can't cultivate that freely!"
All the way left and right, through countless large and small palaces, but I have never seen the ruins and collapses, let alone the imaginary broken spears and broken swords, let alone any bloodstains.
Lin Luo looked at the scene that was still the same, and said with some pity: "It is said that the dragon clan is in chaos, but looking at this body, there is nothing abnormal." β
The little turtle glanced at Lin Luo, understood what he meant, and said with added fuel and vinegar: "With such a huge dragon clan, it is only when you kill 18,000 people that you can solve your hatred." β
Lin Luo smiled, "The one who knows me is still our turtle master." β
"That's it. β
Seeing the rise of the two chatting, Jin Dan also wanted to join in, and held back for a long time before saying, "It's good if they're all dead." β
Unexpectedly, Long Xue'er, who had been walking in front in a hurry, heard it, turned around and glared at everyone, and trotted away in a huff.
In the Golden Dragon Palace, Long Xue'er called out a few times to the sky, but the answer was only the long echo sound, Long Xue'er was in a hurry, her eyes were hazy with tears, and after calling her mother a few times, she ran away directly out of the hall.
The little turtle put his hands behind his back, "It seems that the rumors are true." β
There was a slight sound of footsteps, coming from far and near, and an elderly figure, dressed in black, with his hands behind his back, walked towards the hall with an expression on his face.
Lin Luo recognized this person, it was Long Liyang, the master of the Black Dragon First Line.
Long Liyang stepped into the main hall, but he stopped there, looked up at the nine golden dragons on the dome of the main hall, and the nine dragon stone pillars, and said with a deep sigh: "The three veins of the dragon clan have gone through more than 100,000 years, and only this golden dragon hall is worthy of the upper nine. β
Lin Luo and the others also looked up at the dome, especially the golden eggs, and stretched out their fingers to count them one by one.
Lin Luo sat on a golden silk nanmu chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said with a smile: "The top chair sits in turns, today is his house, isn't tomorrow your home?"
Long Liyang shook his head and smiled, and looked up at the dome again, "There are seven black dragons circling in the dome of my Black Dragon Hall, I know enough, the top spot, sitting or not, it doesn't matter, since I am already bowing to people today, it will be difficult to raise my head again." β
Lin Luo got up, habitually patted his buttocks, and played with the taste: "It's just that the dragon swims in the shallows, we believe in the strength of the black dragon lineage." β
The little turtle was full of anger and muttered: "It is true that the green dragon vein is arrogant, but your black dragon vein is very yin." β
Long Liyang looked up at the little turtle and didn't take care of it, and went directly out of the main hall to sit on the threshold, looking at the gorgeous buildings under the mountain, and thought: "The dragon clan has experienced more than 100,000 years of replacement, no matter who is the lord of the ups and downs, this thousands of halls will never be convenient, still facing the morning sun every day, sending afterglow, facing the wind and snow, doing what it should do, avoiding some unnecessary troubles." β
Jin Dan touched his chin, chewed Long Liyang's words for a long time, and tasted back: "Hey, it seems that everything is talking around the bush, and it means something else." β
Long Liyang glanced back at the golden egg meaningfully, and then moved his gaze to the important hall, as if to say to Lin Luo: "You shouldn't have come, the water in this pool of the dragon clan has been stirred up too muddy." β
As soon as these words came out, Lin Luo was stunned, this Long Liyang was persuading himself?
Then I heard him say again: "You have nothing to do with the Dragon Clan, and you also know that you are making a show about your relationship with Qing'er, so why do you want to come back?
After speaking, Long Liyang turned his head and stared at Lin Luo for a moment, Lin Luo thought for a long time and didn't know how to answer this question, after all, he didn't have any purpose for coming here, let alone a reason to come.
Lin Luo smiled and shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to say.
Since the black girl entered the hall, she followed Lin Luo honestly, looking around with a pair of big black eyes, but since she was given the Buddha's light by the young monk and given a string of beads, her intuition was much more sensitive, and she saw her frowning, tugging at the corner of Lin Luo's clothes, and reminding in a low voice: "Someone is coming." β
Sure enough, there were more than a dozen people in green clothes, who ascended the Golden Dragon Hall with great momentum, first glanced at Long Liyang with bad intentions, and then the middle-aged man led by him snorted coldly: "Who dares to break into the Dragon Clan without permission?"
Needless to say, these people also know that they are the children of the Qinglong line, plus a small word 'execution' embroidered on the chest, they must be the people of the punishment hall, but the people of the dragon clan who originally held the punishment hall were all led by an elder from each of the three veins, but now there is only the Qinglong lineage left.
Long Liyang smiled all over his face, stepped forward and explained: "Elder Xiangyun, this is Lin Luo, the quasi-son-in-law of the patriarch, who has returned from going out to practice. β
The more than ten people looked at each other and smiled, but they were all disdainful in this smile, and one of them even sneered: "Yo, it turned out to be Qing'er's fiancΓ©, I don't know if I came here today to propose marriage, or I want to talk to your father-in-law for a few words." β
How could the golden egg stop after hearing this, and muttered, "Hey, my little temper tantrum," he stepped forward to make a move, Lin Luo picked out his ears very casually, stretched out his hand to stop the golden egg, and said: "Dogs that can bark don't bite, and dogs that bite don't bark." β
As soon as these words came out, the golden egg was confused for a while, but the little turtle laughed.
"Look for death!" When these Qinglong disciples of the Punishment Hall heard that they were scolded, they all wanted to step forward and make a move.
Long Liyang didn't seem to be able to stand it, his face was full of iron, and he burst into a shout, "Enough!"
A burst of cheers played a role, and these Qinglong disciples couldn't help but make a sound, but the elder who was the leader quickly reacted, and snorted coldly: "You know what you should do in the black dragon vein, don't think that you are the master of the door, I won't dare to touch you, do you still want to taste the taste of the trapped dragon tower." β
This elder's status should be one generation shorter than Long Liyang, and it stands to reason that he should be respectful when he sees Long Liyang, but now the situation has changed greatly, even if he collides, what can he do.
Only then did those children of the Qinglong Punishment Hall react, and they all looked at each other coldly, although they still didn't dare to scold loudly, but they still dared to laugh quietly.
"I was kindly released by our master, but I came here to show off my might. β
"That's it, I really think I'm the previous master. β
"It's good to be the master of the door with your tail between your own territory, you have to come out and bark a few more times, we're really afraid that you won't succeed. β
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Long Liyang was helpless, his whole body was decadent, his hands were inserted into his cuffs, he sighed lightly, and turned away lonely.
The little turtle leaned against the door of the main hall from beginning to end, watching all this with some amusement.
Seeing Long Liyang leave like this, all the Qinglong disciples of the Punishment Hall laughed loudly, and the elders of the Punishment Hall who were the leader stretched out their hands to point at Lin Luo and the others, and shouted: "Take it all for me!"
But as soon as these children pulled out their weapons with a cruel smile on their faces, nine golden dragons roared from the sky, entangled these children whole, and screamed unconsciously in their ears.
Looking into the distance, a figure was slowly approaching.