After a while, Ah Hua woke up and re-transformed into a human form, but he burst into tears.

"Ah Hua, what's wrong?" Zhang Ye asked.

Ah Hua wiped away her tears and was silent for a long time: "According to the method you said before, I opened the ancestral dragon inheritance, but it seems that I have to go through a test, and I failed. ”

Ah Hua can't cry because of failure, there must be other reasons, Zhang Ye hasn't asked yet, Ah Hua has already told the story.

"It was as if I had entered a dream, and I had met Princess Jinning, and my unborn child. Ah Hua's eyes were a little painful, that Princess Jinning was Ah Hua's former wife, Ah Hua continued, "Although, I know that these are fake, but I don't want to wake up, because I feel that even if it is a dream, I want to stay with the princess and my child for a while." ”

Ah Hua's face was full of happiness: "Zhang Ye, I named my unborn child, called Hua Manlou, I taught him to ride a horse and shoot arrows, ......"

Gradually, I don't know how many years passed, and I almost forgot that it was a dream. Ah Hua's expression became painful again, "Until one day, the dynasty came to a cultivator of the Xuanji Pavilion, a Xuandao person. ”

Speaking of this, Ah Hua gritted her teeth: "Although in the dream, that Shangxuan Daoist didn't recognize my identity, but I hate, if it weren't for that Shangxuandao person, my wife and children and I would really live such a life, so I chose to kill him." ”

"It's a pity that in the dream realm, I am just a monk in the god realm, who is the opponent of the Shangxuan Dao people, I was killed, so I woke up. ”

Ah Hua's hatred is monstrous, she was killed twice by a person, and no one is reconciled, and Zhang Ye has a deep understanding.

Ah Hua couldn't hold back her sadness, hugged her head and cried, Zhang Ye didn't speak, this kind of thing, it's better to let him come out by himself, it's useless for others to say anything.

After a while, Ah Hua returned to normal, and he said to Zhang Ye: "I'm sorry, I'm out of shape." ”

"It's okay, it's human. Zhang Ye patted him on the shoulder.

Ah Hua wiped away her tears, looked at the Ancestral Dragon's Fang, and said: "Zhang Ye, that dream is the test of the Ancestral Dragon's Fang, as for how to pass the test, I don't know, I only know that if you fail, you won't be able to open the inheritance again." ”

"That's ......" Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, "I'll try." ”

"Wait. Ah Hua stopped Zhang Ye, "Let me remind you, that dream is really too real, the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is to extricate yourself, if I wasn't killed by the Shangxuan Dao people, I'm afraid, I will never be able to get out." ”

This is by no means alarmist, judging from the way Ah Hua woke up and cried, the dream is indeed more real than reality.

However, no matter how dangerous Zhang Ye is, he can only try, with the dragon army to assist the Flying Ascension Taiwan camp, it does not mean the final victory, the celestial man is a sword hanging over his head, and there must be a means to fight the celestial. Therefore, Zhang Ye must obtain the Ancestral Dragon's Tooth.

"Ah Hua, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has already started a war with the Flying Ascension Terrace camp, our troops are divided into two ways, you take the Four Seas Dragon Clan, go to support the Flying Ascension Terrace camp first, and I am responsible for finding a way to get the Ancestral Dragon's Fang." ”

Judging from Ah Hua's description, it will not be possible to obtain the inheritance of the ancestral dragon for a while. Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment and made such a decision.

Although Ah Hua wanted to accompany Zhang Ye, the war was urgent, and the reinforcements of the Dragon Clan from the Four Seas needed to be brought to the Flying Ascension Stage camp by Ah Hua in person, otherwise Han Ling'er and Murong Hongxiang would not be able to trust the Dragon Clan.

"Okay, Zhang Ye, be careful. "Anyway, the test will not be life-threatening, Ah Hua talked about his own experience again, and left from the Dragon Emperor's treasury, leading the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas to cultivate the True Continent.

By the way, the Four Seas Dragon Clan was preparing to attack the Xiuzhen Continent before, and the troops had already been assembled, but now they were just changing their targets to assist the Feishengtai camp, so they could quickly dispatch troops.

At the bottom of the Dragon Emperor's treasure house, only Zhang Ye and the Ancestral Dragon's Tooth remained. Zhang Ye didn't dare to start the inheritance easily, because there was only one chance. So he was going to try one thing, how about refining the Ancestral Dragon's Tooth into a magic weapon?

It's a pity, as Zhang Ye expected, the Ancestral Dragon's Tooth is similar to the Soul Pillar of the Town, and it can't be smelted by the Three Flavors True Fire, none of these things belong to this world, and the Three Flavors True Fire has no choice.

Zhang Ye had no choice but to behave properly, sat in front of the ancestral dragon's teeth, and began to recite the mantra to open the ancestral dragon inheritance.

The tooth of the ancestral dragon trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound, and the golden light was magnificent.

......

Once upon a time there was a mountain, the mountain was not high, but the vegetation was abundant, and Zhong Lingyu was beautiful. In the morning, the mist lingers, like a white dragon entrenched, and at night, the glow swayes, like a thousand brocade clothes.

There is a manor on the mountain, the manor is not big, there are a few huts, neat and clean, antique, from time to time there is the sound of the piano and the sound of cranes. In the courtyard of the manor, there is a sign that reads - Divine Sword Villa.

On this day, on the first day of the new year, martial arts heroes, princes and nobles, with slaves and baggage, bustled hundreds of people to climb the mountain. The mountain road was winding, and I only heard someone talking: "I've been here several times, and I haven't seen the shadow of Master Zhang every time." ”

"What are you, since Master Zhang inherited the Divine Sword Villa, I have gone up the mountain to ask for a sword on the first day of every month, and I have only seen Master Zhang once. ”

"Let's say a few words, Master Zhang likes to be pure, if we disturb the peace of the mountains, one is unhappy, maybe he will close the door. ”

"What Brother Tai said is very true!"

Whether it is a friend or an old enemy, on the way to Excalibur Villa, there is peace and harmony.

"Husband, how long has it been, and are you still sleeping?"

"Hee-hee, daddy big lazy worm!"

"Ah Ye, he is a father, he is not a father at all!"

......

Zhang Ye opened his eyes and looked at these people in front of him, a little confused.

Han Ling'er, Su Jin, and Murong have red makeup, and the three fairy wives are slim. Su Jin is dressed in green clothes, ethereal and elegant, Han Ling'er is dressed in white, gentle and lovely, and Murong is dressed in red makeup and red dress like a flower, generous and intellectual.

Daughter Zhang Ruhua has grown a few years older and has become a seven or eight-year-old girl, who is as good-looking as several of her mothers.

Zhang Ye's parents were also there, his mother was nagging about trivial matters as usual, and his father was holding a cigarette pot and puffing deep into the clouds.

Zhang Ye quickly hid the strangeness in his eyes, stretched his waist, and got up with a smile: "Daddy, a few ladies, paintings, so many people wake me up every day, it's so embarrassing!"

"Do you still know how embarrassing it is? Divine Sword Villa, the sword is cast on the first day of every month, when I come to you, don't you break the rules of the ancestors!" Zhang Ye's father was so angry that his face was red.

Zhang Ye is the contemporary descendant of the martial arts family Shenjian Villa, practicing peerless swordsmanship, people all over the world flock to it, and even the garbage thrown by Shenjian Villa has countless people robbing it.

Although Zhang Ye was scolded by his father, he felt that he was so happy, his parents were alive, his wife was beautiful, he was a lovely little girl, and the world admired him, could he not be happy?

In the past few years, Zhang Ye will have a dream, and it is a continuous dream, he dreamed that he opened a blacksmith shop in the Xiuzhen world, called the magic blacksmith shop, his parents died, and with the help of the forging system, he counterattacked and took revenge......

Zhang Ye with the help of the three wives who were as beautiful as flowers, finished grooming, and changed into a black robe representing the owner of Shenjian Villa.

Zhang Ye looked at Su Jin, in his dream, she was a heavenly immortal; Zhang Ye looked at Han Ling'er again, in his dream, she seemed to be the Demon Dao Supreme; as for Murong Hong, the demon saint. Thinking of this, Zhang Ye burst out laughing, what an absurd dream.

"Don't laugh, the owner has to look like the owner. Several fairy wives sneered, there were all kinds of amorous feelings, and Zhang Ye was provoked not to want it.

"The ladies have taught you a lesson. Zhang Ye straightened his clothes and walked to the front hall with a dignified demeanor, which was already crowded with heroes and forces from all sides seeking swords.

Hua'er wanted to go with Zhang Ye, but was scolded by her biological mother Murong Hongxiang, but Zhang Ye took Hua'er's little hand: "It's okay, just let Hua'er follow me." ”

"You, you just spoil her too much. Murong Hongmakeup covered her mouth and smiled.

The painting was led by Zhang Ye, and when there was no one around, she said: "Daddy, where is that strange dream of yours now, I really want to hear it." ”

Zhang Ye's strange dream, only said to the painting, and the painting was listened to as a story, chasing Zhang Ye every day, if he didn't hear it one day, he would be uncomfortable. Even if today is the first day of the new year, it is the day when Zhang Ye opened the village to forge a sword, she still has to pester Zhang Ye.

How could Zhang Ye not know the reason why this little clever ghost followed him, he recalled for a moment, and spoke: "Speaking of which, the Dragon Emperor of the East China Sea refused to assist Zhang Ye, but put him under house arrest in the Dragon City of the East China Sea......"

After saying a while, Zhang Ye came to the front hall, and the heroes and various factions got up one after another, bowed their hands, "Master Zhang", "Zhang Zhuang Master" and other titles, although messy, but surprisingly neat.

Zhang Ye didn't greet the martial arts heroes, but said to the painting first: "I'll talk about it here first, and I'll talk to you when my father is done." ”

The painting also recalled the scene of "Zhang Ye destroying the Dragon City of the East China Sea and playing with the Dragon Emperor of the East China Sea", and couldn't wait to know what happened later, but she was well-behaved and obedient, knowing that Zhang Ye was going to do the right thing, so she nodded: "Daddy has worked hard." ”

Zhang Ye smiled and touched the brain of the painting, and then looked at the martial arts heroes, a face, a moment ago it was still the spring sun, and at this moment, it was as cold as the ice of the cold winter moon: "Three swords." ”

Three swords, not a code word, refers to the number of swords cast in the village this month.

The people who asked for swords were bustling, not to mention hundreds of them, Zhang Ye only cast three swords, and the vast majority of people were destined to return empty-handed.

However, no one dares to make a mistake, not only because they have a request for Divine Sword Villa, but the most important thing is that the previous owners of Divine Sword Villa are all the first swordsmen in the world.

Because only those who know the sword best can forge the Excalibur.

The martial arts heroes took out the treasures they carried one after another to seek Zhang Ye's favor.

By the way, Shenjian Villa is never short of money, so Zhang Ye did not clearly stipulate the remuneration for sword casting.

Zhang Ye once built a divine sword because of a golden mountain, and also built a divine sword because he took in a puppy, without him, due to his mood.

What is Zhang Ye's mood today? No one knows, but the martial arts heroes, their faces are full of hope, and they only want what they offer to enter Master Zhang's eyes.

Zhang Ye was not too satisfied, so he picked three things at random.

Those who are chosen look ecstatic and more excited than the champions and the first, and those who are not selected are like mourners.

"Within three days, the divine sword will be cast, and it will naturally be delivered to you, please go back. In this way, the opening of the first year of the new year came to an end.

Even the princes and nobles did not dare to linger too long, saluted respectfully, and walked quietly down the mountain as when they came.

After the others left, Zhang Ye's face melted, sat down, hugged the painting, and continued to tell the story.

"Speaking of the Dragon Emperor, he was cocooned and self-bound, so anxious that he cried, naturally Zhang Ye said what he said......"

"Zhang Ye and Ah Hua have entered the bottom of the Dragon Emperor's treasure house, and a three-zhang long ancestral dragon tooth stands in it......" Speaking of this, Zhang Ye stopped.

"Daddy, what is so extraordinary about the Ancestral Dragon's Tooth? Did Zhang Ye get the Ancestral Dragon's Tooth?" the painting was fascinated by this, and urged dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Ye's expression was painful, and he muttered in his mouth: "Ancestral Dragon's Tooth, Ancestral Dragon's Tooth, Ancestral Dragon's Tooth!"