Descending from the statue was a slim and slim woman.

She is quite tall, almost as tall as Du Ruo, and on par with Wu Jie. But compared with Du Ruo, who is heroic among women, her temperament is soft and delicate, which makes people feel pity at first glance.

This woman has a delicate melon seed face, eyebrows like willow leaves, and flowing waves in her eyes, which gives birth to a sense of sorrow. A black silk dress embroidered with small flowers is attached to the body, which can't hide the graceful figure, but it makes the skin more and more delicate like snow.

The supple black hair hangs down to the waist, which not only strengthens the gentle and delicate temperament, but also makes people subconsciously focus on her graceful figure, and her body curve is the opposite of this delicate temperament, the place that should be straight is amazingly plump, and the concave place is even thinner and ecstatic.

The Dragon Temple is not big, and the side hall is naturally even narrower, so the distance between her and Wu Xie at the moment is only one foot at most, and Wu Xie can even feel her breathing. And when she bent down to salute, she almost touched him. He habitually returned the salute, but as soon as he lowered his head, he saw a large area of thrilling snow white between his black hair and black clothes.

Although Wu Xie has been a human being in two lives, he has very little similar experience, to be right, he has never had close contact with such a beautiful and well-shaped woman in his previous life, and it is the same in this life.

Although the beautiful scenery in front of him was moving, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed about "playing hooligan", and subconsciously took a step back, but this step just stumbled on the threshold.

He was very steady and his feet were nailed like nails, but the masonry on the threshold and on the ground was struck, and the sound of wood breaking and masonry breaking came one after another—and for a moment, he completely forgot to restrain his strength.

But it was this slight sound that made him wake up suddenly, remembering that what he was doing now should not be known by the people of the Dragon Temple, so he hurriedly nodded to the moving woman, and then jumped forward, flying out of the Dragon Temple before the night watchman arrived, and used the power of the invisible sword to hide his figure, but it left a little breath enough to indicate the direction.

He flew to Kumho and landed quickly, but he couldn't help but linger in his mind about the woman's graceful figure and the moving scene he had just glimpsed, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a natural stunner!" ”

"It's a pity that I died too early, if I had died a few years later, I would have been able to ......" Du Ruo muttered sourly, his gaze stayed on his chest, which was actually small, and sighed deeply.

As she spoke, her eyes looked at Jasmine who was contemplating, and suddenly turned her sorrow to joy, revealing a somewhat relieved smile; And when she looked at Du Xin, who was sitting next to the Sacred Fountain with her eyes closed, she sighed more deeply than before, and her words were full of gloom and sadness.

"There is really no fairness in this world......

Wu Xie didn't have time to pay attention to the slender grief of the vitality girl for the time being, because with the black smoke surging, the woman who called herself Moyu had already flown over.

She was very reserved, and she fell far away, and walked step by step. And her walking posture is quite strange, walking and twisting, the writhing amplitude is not large, but it is more swaying, plus her figure is too good, if she walks on the street during the day, I don't know how many people will be dumbfounded.

Fortunately, this time she stopped at a distance from Wu Jie, which saved a lot of embarrassment.

"Miss Moyu, are you the Moserjun worshiped in this temple?" Wu Xie asked first, "I see that your god statue also has the power of willingness, so you must usually follow Long Jun to travel clouds and rain together, right?" ”

When Mo Yu heard this, his brows furrowed and he showed a little embarrassment, and lowered his head, as if he hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

She really knows the inside story!

Wu Xie was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, but he put on a more serious expression on his face, and his tone was aggravated: "Not long ago, the envoy of the Dragon Clan came to our Qingyang Temple and talked to us about something, about this Kumho County. ”

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and his head, which was still hanging down just now, suddenly raised and looked at Wu Xie in surprise.

"The envoy of the dragon clan said that there was something wrong with the belief of the dragon king in Kumho County. I don't know exactly what he talked about with the teachers of his sect, but the order I got was to thoroughly investigate the problem of Kumho Dragon's belief deviation and 'solve' it! ”

Wu Xie deliberately said the three words "solved" slowly and heavily, gloomy and cold, which made people shudder.

Mo Yu's eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly, looking extremely surprised. After a long while, she suddenly came back and shouted, "I didn't steal the Dragon Monarch's faith!" I don't know what's going on! Sister, she promised me personally! ”

These three sentences are a bit of a donkey's head and the horse's mouth, but at least they give Wu Xie a few important information.

First, she knew about the deviation of the Dragon Monarch's faith, and it was likely that the Dragon Monarch's faith was deviated towards her.

Second, she didn't know what kind of dragon monarch's beliefs would deviate from.

Third, Long Jun has an excellent relationship with her, and is even called a sister. He also personally promised her something very important, and it was probably this incident that caused Long Jun's faith to drift.

Wu Xie smiled slightly, and his face regained his kindness: "Mo Daoyou don't have to worry, our Qingyang view is reasonable." ”

Qingyangguan, the gold-lettered signboard of the famous sect, really worked, and Moyu, who was still very anxious just now, quickly settled down and told a story of the past hundreds of years ago:

Eight hundred years ago, there was a black snake spirit with a faint dragon bloodline that finally succeeded in cultivation and walked around in human form, seeking further opportunities. She passed by Kumho and happened to meet Kumho Ryujun.

At that time, Kumho Longjun had just come of age, and she was sent here to be a dragon because she lost the lottery, doing a job that was completely inconsistent with the nature of the dragon family, and it was very beyond her own strength.

But there is not even a water tribe in Kumho that is a little higher and can turn into a human, and her face is full of sadness, so she can only face the fish and turtles in the lake.

This boring life finally took a turn for the better after meeting the snake spirit, and Long Jun and the snake spirit hit it off at first sight, and soon became friends and sisters.

Since then, a dragon and a snake have been acting together all day long. Together, they carefully spread the clouds and rain, so that the wind and rain in the world were smooth; They swept the land together, fighting all kinds of ghosts and spirits without ladylike demeanor; Together, they patiently lectured the stupid fish and turtles in Kumho, and after going crazy many times, they finally cultivated a few barely stupid subordinates; They also worked together to build a water house at the bottom of Kumho Lake brick by brick, and built a delicate and beautiful dragon palace from scratch......

Time flies, and before you know it, it's decades. The former unknown Kumho Dragon King has become famous, the dragon temple built by the squires with donations has finally had a lot of incense, and there is an elderly monk who lives in this beautiful place for the rest of his life, and everything is on the right track.

At this time, Long Jun suddenly felt that he seemed to have an opportunity to break through, and he decided to retreat and cultivate for a period of time. But Long Jun's duties could not be left unfulfilled, so she asked her good sister to help temporarily take over the position of Long Jun, so that she could concentrate on cultivation.

At this time, the snake spirit had already made progress again, and the Tao was much more advanced than usual. What's more, she fell in love with this land of countless sweats, and had already decided to put down roots here. So for her sister's request, she agreed without hesitation, relying on her own dragon blood and many years of work experience, instead of Long Jun to spread clouds and rain, subdue demons and eliminate demons, and maintain the peace of the party.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, Long Jun has successfully exited the customs, and his Taoism has made great progress, and the magnitude of progress has made the snake spirit jaw-dropping.

The life of a dragon and a snake has returned to its usual appearance, but the dragon monarch has to retreat every once in a while, and with each retreat, his Taoism has improved a lot.

The snake spirit sees it in his eyes and envy it in his heart. After the most reluctant, I finally couldn't help but ask what it was, only to learn that this was the effect of the true dragon bloodline.

This news made her wilt like an eggplant beaten by frost, and even her cultivation momentum was much less.

A snake is a snake, and no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to a dragon. Sooner or later, my sister will become a dragon soaring for nine days, and she will always be a snake spirit that can only crawl slowly on the ground, at most floating in the air by mist!

Long Jun was sensitive, and soon sensed that something was wrong with his sister, and asked the reason under the side knock. With a heroic personality, she immediately patted her chest and promised to help her sister come up with a way, and then ran to Yunmengze.

This walk is hundreds of years, and when she returned after a hundred years, she not only made great progress, but also obtained the secret method of the dragon clan, which was able to split her own bloodline and give it to the snake spirit. Although the amount is very small, as long as you get this trace of blood, the snake spirit can use it to devour and transform its own bloodline, so that you can gradually evolve in the direction of the dragon, and after the evolution is completed, you can use the dragon snake essence blood to catalyze, you can get rid of the snake body and turn into a dragon.

It may take a long time to evolve, but in any case, it's hope!

After splitting the bloodline, Long Jun looked very tired, she said that she had to cultivate for a long time, and she also had to specialize in cultivating a method that would not damage the vitality even if the essence and blood were separated, so please wait for three hundred years, and in these three hundred years, Kumho Dragon Monarch's work will be replaced by the snake spirit.

Naturally, the snake spirit would not refuse her sister's request, so while she transformed her bloodline, she temporarily acted as the Dragon Monarch of Kumho, as she had done many times before, to bless the party with good weather and peace for the people.

Before you know it, three hundred years are about to pass. However, she found that the power of faith among the people in Kumho had shifted, and it no longer flowed towards Longjun, but mainly to herself.

This situation made the snake spirit puzzled, and even more restless.

She is no longer the fledgling ignorant little snake back then, and she knows very well that the deviation of the power of faith means that the folk no longer believe in Kumho Longjun, but herself who is known as "Ink Snake King".

But why would this be? She didn't understand.

Regarding the inheritance of Shinto beliefs, the major sects in the Kyushu realm are still not very clear, let alone a mere snake spirit!

But one thing is for sure, once Yun Mengze's dragon clan finds out about this situation, they will definitely not allow a small snake to steal the power of faith that should be exclusive to the Dragon Monarch!

The snake spirit has always wanted to ask someone who knows how to do it, but she has never found a suitable monk who is both profound and reliable, until she meets Wu Xie ......

"That's how it happened." Mo Yu bowed, then shut down, and waited anxiously for Wu Jie's verdict.