The ancestral shrine is very old, as if it has not been cleaned for many years, and it is covered with dust, only the holy statue of the dragon is upright, and it is as clean as washing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gangneung stood in front of the icon, looked up and down, and soon he realized something, paced around the icon, and gradually came to the back of the icon.

He found that there was a lot of space behind the icon!

But what shocked Jiangling was that there was a row of altars in the space behind the statue, and there was a spiritual tablet on the altar, and Jiangling roughly counted it, there were nearly 100 faces!

"Whose tablets are these?"

Jiang Ling was shocked, he thought that there was another mystery hidden behind the holy icon, but he didn't expect that there were so many spirit tablets enshrined!

"Snow trench, snow dragon toughness, snow god dry ......"

Jiang Ling looked over and found that these spirit cards were all surnamed Xue, that is to say, they were all members of the Tingxue clan of the Dragon King before their deaths.

"Are they...... The ancestors of the Imperial Dragon Court have not succeeded?"

Jiang Ling's eyes flickered, he made a bold guess, and after a while, he shook his head and vetoed, "If they are really the ancestors of the Royal Dragon Court, how could the Xue family let this ancestral shrine be broken to the point and cut off the incense?"

The cut off of incense is undoubtedly a serious crime to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, even if it is the Imperial Dragon King Tingxue family, it will be punished by words and writings, and the world will be scolded.

"But if it's not the ancestral shrine, why is it named in the ancestral shrine, and there are tablets of nearly 100 people from the Xue clan?"

Jiang Ling couldn't figure it out, he felt that there must be a big secret in it.

"The Land of Nine Songs, the ...... of the Imperial Dragon King's Court"

Suddenly, Jiang Ling remembered a legend, his eyes flashed, and he said to himself: "Could it be that the Imperial Dragon Xue Clan has really come to an end, and there is a disaster of destruction?"

He gazed at these tablets and found that there was one aspect that was very special, very different from the others, because it was not an ordinary spirit tablet, but a shrine!

The shrine is pitch black and ancient, and is engraved with a treacherous pattern all around, and three small characters are engraved on it:

Snow Dragon Slayer!

"Snow Dragon Tu?" Jiang Ling was stunned, "This name is really ...... Atmospheric!"

It is said that the ancestor of the Xue clan subdued the White Dragon King, obtained the stone carved divine map on his back, and realized the world's magical powers, swept a domain invincible, laid a fairly vast territory, and created the foundation of the Royal Dragon Dynasty.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Xue's lineage started with "dragons"!

It is precisely because of this that the Royal Dragon King Court has been respecting the dragon for ten thousand years, taking the dragon as the "ancestor", worshipping all the year round, and not daring to slack off.

And this person has "Xue" as his surname, and he should be a descendant of the Royal Dragon Palace, but he is named "Dragon Slaughter", which is simply rebellious!

Dragon slaughter, isn't it the other way around, isn't it dragon slaughter?

"The Dragon Snow Clan has really produced some guys with personalities......"

Jiang Ling pondered, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to give up, he turned around and looked at the statue of the dragon coiling on the person.

The people are great, and the dragon is coiled!

This person is the Dragon Ancestor who created the foundation of the Dragon King's Court for thousands of years, and there is no doubt that the "dragon" coiled around him is the White Dragon King of the year.

Of course, it's just an icon.

"This dragon carving is really lifelike......"

Jiang Ling's eyes were burning and he stared at the coiling dragon, and suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he fixed his gaze on the dragon's head.

More precisely, between the two dragon horns!

He vaguely saw that there was a small depression between the two dragon horns, and in the depression, there was a rich purple light passing through, fleeting.

"What's that?"

Jiang Ling's heart jumped suddenly, he hesitated, and then jumped up, reached out and grabbed the dragon's horns, looking at the depression.

There's a little purple tower standing there!

The tower was very small, just submerged in the depression, and it was covered with dust, and if it weren't for the fleeting purple light, Jiangling would not have been able to detect it.

"How can there be a small tower on this dragon's head?" Jiang Ling's expression changed, he felt that this small tower was very weird, and it seemed to be ...... In the suppression of the coiled dragon!

"Suppress Panlong...... How is this possible?"

Jiang Ling's mind turned sharply, shook his head, and denied this extremely ridiculous conjecture, even if this is a stone carving of the White Dragon King, but it is only a stone carving, and it is not a refinement, how can it be suppressed?

Moreover, even if it is suppressed, it will not be the turn of this small purple tower.

"Little Tower ......"

Jiang Ling stretched out his hand and grabbed the small purple tower, wanting to pick it up, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold the small purple tower.

The little purple tower seems to be glued to the dragon's head!

"What's going on?"

Jiang Ling was stunned, with his power he could shatter this holy icon with a fist, how could he not be able to hold an ordinary small tower?

He tried his best to use all the strength of his body on his fingertips, trying to forcibly pull out the small tower, but the result was still the same, the small tower was tightly attached to the dragon's head, and did not move at all.

"Is this little purple tower so heavy?"

Gangneung was sweating profusely, and finally he had to stop, his eyes fixed on the small purple tower, and he said to himself: "It's really weird......"

This little purple tower has big quirks!

Jiang Ling thought about it, but in the end, he couldn't shake the small purple tower even after trying his best.

"Reverse scales!" At this moment, an old voice came.

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, turned over his hand and took out the silver-white crescent scales, looked outside the ancestral hall, and asked, "What did the predecessors say...... This reverse scale?"

The person who spoke was the dumb old man, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "The White Dragon King's reverse scales." ”

"White Dragon King?"

Jiang Ling was stunned, and suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and hurriedly looked under the neck of this stone-carved coiled dragon.

This "coiling dragon" is missing a scale under its neck!

Look at its position, it is the reverse scale!

Jiang Ling woke up, he tried to put the crescent moon reverse scale under the neck of the "coiling dragon", and the moment he touched the position of the missing reverse scale, the stone carved coiling dragon bloomed with an extremely dazzling white glow!

"Buzz!"

The white light was so dazzling that Jiang Ling couldn't help but close his eyes.

And at this moment, the stone carving "Coiling Dragon" seemed to come to life, and the whole body transmitted white light, rushing into the sky, and there was an earth-shattering dragon roar!

The roar was as brilliant as divine thunder, shaking the nine heavens, and spread throughout the Dragon Dynasty.

"Dragon" is alive!

Gangneung was shocked.

"Phew!"

At this time, outside the ancestral hall, the dumb old man slowly got up, his sleeve robe waved, and an old hand covered the sky and patted it, and the white light dissipated in the sky, covering the dragon chant, and everything returned to the original.

Everything before that happened just a moment, like a dream, very unreal.

"Reverse scales, dragon eye-catching...... Xiaobai, it's been so many years, and you're still not honest?"

The dumb old man glanced at the "coiling dragon", and his voice was as flat as water, "The soul of the dragon in the remnant tower town, your body, your soul, are destined to accompany my old man, and guard the ancestral shrine for the rest of your life......"

Jiangling was like falling into a dream, and when he opened his eyes, the small tower was still there, the coiling dragon was still there, and everything was still the same as before, nothing else.

"What happened?"

Jiang Ling was stunned, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly withdrew the reverse scales, he was about to jump off the coiled dragon body, and couldn't help but glance at the small purple tower again.

Then he stretched out his hand, almost instinctively, and grabbed the small tower!

What's strange is that this time he easily took down the small purple tower!

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