"Although my uncle is the lord of the Three Realms, he is in charge of the great heavenly court, and he has a great responsibility, besides, now that he is torn with the Western Buddhism, the situation is not optimistic, and the treasure that is too precious is still of great use, so I can't give it to you for the time being, however, my uncle can divide you as the princess of Tianchan, and the status is equivalent to that of Long Ji, how about it?"

The Jade Emperor pondered for a moment and said, he originally wanted to give some small gifts, but how could they be compared to Jiang Feng's Huang Zhong Li and Divine Skill Wonderful Dao.

Therefore, just forget it, otherwise, it will only be a shame to take it out.

"Cut, just a princess with a vain head!" Yang Chan pursed her mouth, and her pretty white face was a little displeased.

Yaoji hurriedly said: "Zen'er, don't play with the child's temper, don't thank your uncle soon!" ”

"Thank you uncle for the reward!" Yang Chan hurriedly thanked her, but she was more or less reluctant.

In this way, the whole family happily reunited together, full of harmony and warmth, like a warm harbor.

In the end, the Jade Emperor rewarded a palace for Yao Ji and a pair of children to live in, which can be regarded as a home in the heavenly court.

Return to Palazzo Miro.

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered a big event, under the gazebo, Jiang Feng's sleeve robe shook, and the Heavenly Dao Fierce Treasure Town Heavenly Coffin appeared in front of him.

It's time to subdue the old dragon and make it your mount.

"Old Dragon, how are you thinking about it these days?"

Jiang Feng's melodious voice suddenly sounded in Zhentian's coffin.

"You-Hugh-want to ......"

The old dragon twisted his voice, word by word, still a picture of unyielding appearance, quite backbone.

But it could be clearly heard that under the torture of the Infinite Heavenly Dao ferocious aura in the Zhentian coffin, it became weaker and weaker.

If it was before, if he wanted to really subdue this old dragon, even if he was dying, it would take some means, but now, Jiang Feng could do it almost effortlessly.

"Old Dragon, the patience of this god is limited. This time, whether you agree or not, you can't help it, I'm not here to discuss with you! ”

Jiang Feng's words were cold, and his tone was strong, unquestionable.

In the next moment, he raised his hand, rubbed his two fingers, and suddenly, in front of him, a drop of bright red blood appeared out of thin air.

This is not Pangu essence blood, but his own essence blood.

Then, Jiang Feng calmed his mind again, and separated a wisp of pure divine consciousness power from the primordial god, fusing it with his own drop of essence blood.

In an instant, this drop of essence blood became inwardly infrared gold, shining brightly and full of mystery.

At the same time, Jiang Feng's mana surged all over his body, his expression suddenly became reverent, and his lips moved, as if he was reciting some incantation.

Every time the sound fell, a tangible note jumped out, as if it had spirituality, and was injected into the drop of essence blood in the air in front of Jiang Feng.

As a result, this drop of essence blood became even more miraculous, full of mysteries and unpredictable.

Actually, it's called a contract brand.

That's right, Jiang Feng wants to use the master-servant contract rewarded by the system just now to bind this old dragon and use it as a mount.

After a slight pause, Jiang Feng manipulated the contract imprint and went deep into the Zhentian coffin, pointing directly at the candle dragon.

This contract imprint is very strange, you can see but you can't touch it, it seems to ignore the space, unimpeded, straight into the center of the candle dragon's eyebrows, deep into its deep mind of the primordial spirit.

Sensing this scene, the candle dragon's huge pupils obviously produced a look of fear.

Although it was not clear what it was, the powerful spiritual sense of the quasi-saint peak existence told him that it was extremely dangerous, so much so that it caused him to feel a sense of fear like never before.

At the moment when the contract imprint touched the Candle Dragon Primordial God, the Candle Dragon's body suddenly shook, and then let out a heart-rending scream.

Its primordial spirit began to fight hard, doing everything he could.

However, the candle dragon was previously injured by the Holy Mother of Wudang and Zhenyuan Daxian, and then was beaten from the sky by the big brother of the Wu clan, Dijiang, and was beaten down from the sky, and a hammer was blasted.

Although it didn't kill him, it almost took off half of his life.

At this moment, although this old dragon is struggling to fight, it is equivalent to a grasshopper after autumn, and it won't last long.

Sure enough, under Jiang Feng's strong suppression, the candle dragon was defeated and retreated, and after all, it couldn't resist, so it was deeply engraved on the primordial spirit by the imprint of the contract.

This contract imprint contains Jiang Feng's essence blood and divine power, it binds the old dragon's primordial spirit, and is protected by the Great Dao of the Universe.

This is equivalent to putting a tight spell on the old dragon, or even more prosperous, if you dare to have a trace of dissent, you will face the ruthless obliteration of the Great Dao of the Universe, and there is no room for negotiation.

At this moment, the old dragon gradually calmed down and no longer had the slightest resistance.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then put away the Zhentian coffin and released him.

Looking at Jiang Feng again, the candle dragon's red eyes were full of respect and awe.

Poof!

He suddenly knelt on the ground, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully to Jiang Feng: "The candle dragon greets the master, the master is driven, and the candle dragon is willing to go to the soup and fire, and he will not hesitate!" ”

Jiang Feng had heard this kind of loyalty many times, but only the candle dragon was the most sincere.

From now on, Candle Dragon will be the person he trusts the most, no one, even more than Princess Longji.

Because no matter what the situation, no matter what the reason, the candle dragon will never betray him for eternity.

Since then, Jiang Feng has completely recovered the candle dragon and made it his servant, a mount, which can be commanded like an arm.

"Very good," Jiang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Candle Dragon, do you have the remnants of the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell on your body?" ”

"Please take a look!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the candle dragon took it out at the moment, holding it in both hands and offering it to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's eyes couldn't help but light up, his induction was indeed right, part of the remnants of the Chaos Clock were indeed on the Candle Dragon's body.

It was half of the remnants of the bottom of the Chaos Clock, and when spliced together with the bell cover that Jiang Feng had obtained, it constituted two-thirds, and the other half of the remnants at the bottom were missing.

But what made Jiang Feng a little distressed was that after he had refined all these two parts of the remnants, he did not sense the whereabouts of the last remnant.

"What's going on? Was this last piece of the body beaten into powder? Or is it out of the desolate world? Or is it so controlled by something so powerful that I can't even sense it? ”

Jiang Feng's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Jiang Feng sighed and didn't do much in-depth.

Anyway, even if he had got that last piece of the body, he wouldn't be able to repair it and restore it to its original state.

"Candle Dragon, you stay in this Miluo Palace for the time being, protect Princess Longji well, and don't make any mistakes, understand?" Jiang Feng ordered.

"Yes!" The candle dragon did not complain.

Then, Jiang Feng walked out of the Miluo Palace and went straight to the residence of Shen Gongbao and other sect disciples.

He has reaped an infinite number of rewards, just in time to cultivate these sectarian disciples.