Aoguanhai's physique is much more majestic than before, about a foot high, and the muscles of his body are like black gold, and the sun shines on his body, reflecting the light.

He clasped his fists and saluted, his eyes sincere: "I am willing to learn from the ancestor Yinglong and follow Mr." ”

In ancient times, there was a son of heaven named Xuanyuan, who was the fourth of the five emperors of Great Xia. The Xuanyuan clan was born as a god, accompanied by the supreme artifact Xuanyuan Sword; when he was young, the Shennong clan was poisoned and fell, and Zen was located in him.

The barbarian god Chi You thought that the Xuanyuan clan was young and brought hundreds of thousands of barbarians to attack. At this time, the six saints fell, the master did not come out, the human race was defeated and retreated, and the two races fought a decisive battle in the deer Daze.

Just when the Xuanyuan clan was almost defeated by the barbarian god Chiyou, a winged heavenly dragon descended from the sky to help him kill Chiyou and defeat the barbarians in one fell swoop. This dragon is named Ying.

"You actually have Ying Long bloodline?" Zhang Yi was stunned, the master had personally told the disciples of the Holy Academy about the kindness of the Ying Long clan to the human race. Ying Long helped the Xuanyuan clan, the Son of Heaven, to kill the barbarian god Chiyou, and Emperor Yu, one of the five emperors, also had the help of the Ying Long clan for his great feat of opening mountains and splitting seas.

Ao Guanhai nodded lightly: "The Yellow Dragon Breath given by Mr. is not Ying Long, it should be that I stimulated the bloodline in my body when I was promoted to Heavenly Dragon." The Yinglong clan is the most friendly with the human race, and two of the five emperors of Great Xia have a deep friendship with my Yinglong clan. ”

"Ying Long clan?" Qiu Yishui looked at Zhang Yi, a little curious. She is the Holy Maiden of the Floating Cloud Heavenly Palace, and it stands to reason that she knows the dragon clan best, and she has never heard of it.

"The Ying Long clan is extremely friendly to the human race, and I have read about them in ancient books. In ancient times, there was the Great Xia Dynasty, and in the battle with the demon barbarians and water demons, the Ying Long clan was of great help to the human race. ”

Zhang Yi introduced Ying Long's exploits for him.

After listening to the deeds of the Ying Long clan, Qiu Yishui's opinion of Ao Guanhai changed a lot, and he said to help: "Since the Ying Long clan and the human race are so friendly, if you have the help of the Guanhai Dragon Emperor, it will be beneficial and harmless." ”

"This ......"

Zhang Yi was a little hesitant, he rescued Ao Guanhai, but it was just to sabotage Wu Mingkong's plan. At most, he imagined that he would kill Wu Mingkong with Aoguanhai, but he never thought that a Dragon Emperor would actually surrender to him.

"I followed him not only to repay his kindness, but also to be selfish. The human race and the dragon race have been friends for eternity, and the strong dragon poem can help the dragon clan quickly improve its strength. A few **** days ago, in the atrium of Mr., I actually saw hand-me-down articles and strong dragon poems. ”

"As far as I know, if you can write a hand-me-down article, you will become a great Confucian in the future. If I become a great Confucian and write strong dragon poems in the future, maybe I can help me be promoted to the Dragon Emperor. ”

Ao Guanhai's words are sincere and his eyes are sincere, without a trace of falsification.

The dragon clan has a long lifespan, and the heavenly dragon can survive for tens of thousands of years, but it is extremely difficult to improve its strength. Even if Ao Guanhai awakened the Ying Dragon bloodline, it would be difficult for him to be promoted to the Dragon Emperor, let alone awaken the True Dragon bloodline.

The great Confucian of the human race has only a lifespan of thousands of years, and Ao Guanhai is willing to serve Zhang Yi for thousands of years, in order to get the opportunity to be promoted to the Dragon Emperor. Only at this level can you get in touch with the secrets of the true dragon.

The status of all things in the world is high or low, and it all depends on the thoughts of the Heavenly Dao. There are the humblest flowers and trees, and there are also the human races with the spirits of all things. Even if it is a unique dragon clan, there are ranks.

Jiaolong is the dragon marquis at most, and the dragon is the dragon king at most, while the dragon is the dragon emperor at the ear, and only a few can be promoted to the dragon emperor. However, the true dragon was born as a dragon king, and when he became an adult, he became a dragon emperor, and most of them were able to achieve dragon gods and comprehend the secrets of heaven.

Zhang Yi suddenly realized, but he didn't get tired of Ao Guanhai because of this thought. Trees should grow, people should become stronger, this is understandable.

"If you really want to follow me, then I will do it. Zhang Yiduan sat in the pavilion and made a promise to Aoguanhai, "If I preach Confucianism in his year, you will definitely become the Dragon Emperor." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Proud of the sea bowed.

In the Gulong Temple, dozens of monks are busy repairing the Luohan Hall.

The status of the Luohan Hall in the temple is second only to the relics stupas, and it is a holy place in the hearts of this group of Buddhist disciples. Naturally, they had no ability to punish the evil dragon, so they could only do their best to repair the statues and murals and try to minimize the damage.

Wu Mingkong and Wu Chengkong stood on the relics pagoda, and the expressions on their faces were extremely ugly when they saw the group of monks below who were busy dying.

"Big brother, do you really see clearly? The scholar standing on top of the evil dragon's head is Zhang Yi who caused my Wu clan to be wiped out?" Wu Chengkong did not have the indifference of a Buddhist disciple at this moment, his forehead was bulging, and his killing intent was rampant.

"How could I not recognize him! His strength has indeed improved a lot now, and even the aura on his body has changed...... But I have absorbed the essence blood of the Martial Ancestor, and I have learned the secret method of piercing the disguise, so I will never be mistaken. ”

Wu Mingkong couldn't wait to kill Zhang Yi, gritted his teeth and said, "I also saw Zhang Yi last time in Tai'an City. I think he's interested in the stupid bear in my hand, so I might as well use this stupid bear to lure him and the dragon out. ”

Wu Chengkong was a little worried: "Big brother, without the suppression of the dragon talisman, we may not be able to defeat that dragon. ”

"Don't worry, isn't there that old monk here? The evil dragon has destroyed the Luohan Hall, and the old monk will never die with him! When the time comes, we will fish in troubled waters and slaughter Zhang Yi's little brute." ”

With that, Wu Mingkong looked in the direction of the southern capital. The aura on Zhang Yi's body had indeed changed a lot, if it weren't for the secret method inheritance he obtained when he absorbed the essence blood of the Martial Ancestor, I am afraid he would not have recognized it at all.

......

Three days ago, the young scholar rode the dragon and flew from the ancient town of Huanglongxi into the Nanji Mountain, the townspeople were amazed, and the news quickly spread to the southern capital, causing an uproar.

Some people even saw with their own eyes that an old monk rushed out of the ancient dragon temple, overriding the galloping horse at a speed, and brazenly pursued the black dragon. Then, the old monk descended the mountain like a tiger, like a madman, and trampled the boat downstream.

At this moment, the old monk walked barefoot in the southern capital, he entered the city from the north gate and walked through the streets. If he met the people of Nandu who gave alms and fasted food, he would thank him with his hands, and then chase after him.

The Nandu people rarely saw the monk, and many people followed the old monk to see where he was going.

Fortunately, in the southern capital, the old monk's pace slowed down and he no longer rampage, otherwise it would be difficult for them to keep up.

"Oh, why did the old monk stop in front of the Treasure Pavilion? Isn't it that he doesn't look down on the fast food we give alms, but wants to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the Treasure Pavilion?"

"I've heard that monks can't eat meat, but if he eats delicacies from the mountains and the sea, won't he break his vows?"

"Fart, where did you hear this crookedness!"

In the dispute between the people of Nandu, the old monk's feet stepped into the Treasure Pavilion. (To be continued.) )