As an alien, he has lived in Long Yuan for more than ten years, and Long Yan is very eager to be liberated.

Not to mention anything else, his bizarre life experience alone is a knot that Long Yan can never overcome, if the knot is not removed, how can he talk about piercing the clouds, how can he talk about practicing supernatural powers, let alone Weijia Hainei, the name of Long Yuan! Since he was a child, he has lived with a group of dragons and has seen all kinds of dragon supernatural powers, and Long Yan's heart is naturally envious and worshipped. Two years as a preparatory student in the Shenlong Academy has made Long Yan appreciate the legend of many dragon powers, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, Long Yan gradually yearns for the path of the Shenlong monk and even becomes enchanted.

Legend has it that when the dragon monk cultivates to a certain level, he can cut mountains and rivers with one palm, and move nine heavens in one go.

I don't know if it's true or not, but he has seen the elders of the Shenlong Academy, and he has felt the strong coercion emanating from the red-robed elders, so he is naturally convinced.

Especially the mysterious dragon patriarch, Long Yan has heard of his legendary deeds since he was a child. There are rumors that the dragon patriarch is the peerless dragon that can move the nine heavens and cross the mountains and rivers, the rumors are half-true, no one has seen the real dragon patriarch for hundreds of years, but I heard that the mysterious dragon patriarch began to retreat hundreds of years ago, and has never come out for hundreds of years, unless it is a major event that shakes the fundamental nature of the dragon clan, no one can alarm him.

He has never come forward for hundreds of years, which also makes the legend of the dragon patriarch even more confusing, no one knows how strong he is, but he will always symbolize the strength index of the dragon clan, and all the dragon monks aim at him on their cultivation path, and constantly break through themselves.

Long Yan is no exception. The dragon patriarch has always been his spiritual sustenance, whenever he wants to give up, he will think of the dragon patriarch, and then his heart keeps wandering:

It is to want to be mediocre for the rest of his life, buried in the hundreds of millions of dragons, give up his dreams, and let himself live forever with the shackles of unknown background.

Or go against the fate of heaven, meet the road of despair, embark on the path of cultivation, get rid of the ordinary, and master the destiny.

If Long Yan is a real dragon person, he can smoothly continue the cultivation path of the dragon warrior, if he is not a real dragon clan, then Long Yan will not be able to become a dragon warrior, and from then on he will have an ordinary life, and even the future is bleak.

But he has a grandfather who loves him and cares for him, and a Long Xin'er who never abandons him, and Long Yan has nothing else to ask for at this time.

Thinking of the innocence of the people of the dragon clan in the past, even the water in the past Long Yan could feel its sincerity, thinking of the shouts of many dragon clan teenagers at this time, Long Yan was indifferent, he slowly stepped into the sky shrouded in colorful clouds, and resolutely made a choice in his heart, even if he couldn't become a dragon monk, even if he lived an ordinary life, I also wanted to understand who I Long Yan was.

But I, Long Yan, may not have an ordinary life.

A drop of essence blood burst out from Long Yan's fingers.

Long Yan's lips were stained with blood. The red blood stains polished his full lips, and with Long Yan's crimson refined short hair, Long Yan's whole person was as radiant as a lit flame.

At this moment, Long Yan smiled, smiling so brightly, so handsome.

Long Yan knew that he would be able to remove the heavy shackles in no time.

Long Xin'er also sighed silently for Long Yan in her heart at this time, she knew that Long Yan was really not easy, although Long Yan usually laughed at her, but she could always see Long Yan sighing alone behind her back, even if she knew that Long Yan might not be the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, but in her heart, Long Yan would always be his Long Yan.

On the one hand, the same is true for Lei Shan, he has seen Long Yan's efforts, and Long Yan's talent is very poor among all the preparatory students of the Divine Dragon Academy. Because Long Yan could not grasp the unique origin power of the dragon clan, Long Yan did not know anything about supernatural powers, and in the Shentong assessment organized by the academy in the past, Long Yan was always at the bottom of hundreds of dragon clan teenagers. But Long Yan didn't give up, in the past two years, he practiced his physique alone, and he just practiced a hand-to-hand combat skills, even the people of the dragon clan who are known for their physical strength are mostly ashamed of themselves. Long Yan's strong hand-to-hand combat, even the dragon clan who has become an official student of the Shenlong Academy on the first day is very jealous of it, and once said that among all the preparatory students of the Dragon Yan Shenlong Academy, hand-to-hand combat can rank among the top three, and most of the dragon teenagers also agree with this, and even in a competition, the youth department lost to Long Yan by one move on the first day.

However, some teenagers disagree with this, thinking that Long Yan's hand-to-hand combat can still have an advantage among the preparatory students, but if everyone becomes a dragon warrior and embarks on the path of cultivation, the gap between them and Long Yan will widen, but these do not prevent them from admiring Long Yan.

Laugh at!

With a crisp sound, the drop of essence blood did not enter the colored clouds, and this time the color of the colored clouds did not change sharply, but suddenly turned into nothingness at the moment when the essence blood was submerged, which was the color of nothingness.

The color of nothingness began to spread, and the sky of the entire Shenlong Valley seemed to turn into nothingness, and an illusory figure loomed in the void.

Long Yan's body was not taken off into the void by external forces like Shui Ming and other dragon boys and submerged into the colorful clouds, but stood in place and was sealed, and what appeared above the colorful clouds was not the phantom of the dragon. This shows that Long Yan did not have a dragon soul sealed in it, and it also shows that Long Yan is not a divine dragon.

Long Yan looked at the illusory figure, his face was confused, and finally the truth was revealed, it turned out that he was not a member of the dragon clan, while sighing, there was also a trace of entanglement, after all, he had lived in Longyuan since he was a child, and the people of the dragon clan raised him, and his grandfather sent him to the Shenlong Academy, most of the people of the dragon clan treated him well, and even for some reason, many elders of the dragon clan treated him closer than his descendants.

I saw that the phantom loomed, exuding a kind of majesty, and vaguely, it could be seen that its flowing red long hair fluttered in the wind, and its appearance could not be seen clearly, but it could be perceived that the phantom's eyes faintly projected a sense of invincibility. The phantom stood tall between heaven and earth, as if he was the only one in this world. He looks down on the world and stands out from the crowd.

All the people who look at him will be assimilated by the eyes of this phantom and become his slaves, and the teenagers in the sky below dare not look at him, and they have lowered their usual arrogant heads, secretly frightened, what is the identity of this dragon flame, and what is the phantom shadow turned by the essence and blood of dragon flame, how can it be so terrifying.

Even the seven dragon clan elders were the same, they also didn't dare to look at the illusion phantom, even if they had divine power, they had to hurriedly use their divine power to eliminate the miscellaneous nature.

Only Long Yan dared to look at the phantom, because this phantom was originally the illusion of the essence and blood in his body, and of course he was not afraid.

It's just that Long Yan's expression is a little complicated at the moment, and he looks at the phantom shadow, and he is a little confused.

What does this phantom have to do with me, how do I have a feeling of wanting to be close, what is the identity of the man that the phantom reveals, how can his hair be exactly the same color as mine, and his face, though vague, but faintly visible to me......

Who is he? Will it be my father I have never met? Where is he?

The sky was still nothing, but the earth-shattering momentum spread from the phantom, and the ethereal voice was jerky and stiff, spreading again:

"The body of the Tao, not the blood of the dragons"

The voice was stiff, but it fell into Long Yan's ears like spring thunder.

Dao's physique, is this the physique of his body, is the essence of his race originally his appearance?

The words "Dao Physique" also came into everyone's ears like spring thunder, and the same question as Long Yan appeared in their hearts, is this the body of Long Yan, which clan he belongs to, and he must ask the elders of the clan after he goes back. At the same time, the fact that Long Yan is not a member of the Dragon Clan has been accepted by everyone.

At this time, hundreds of miles away from the palace transformed by the Divine Dragon Valley, a rickety old man looked regretful, shook his head, as if blaming himself, and sighed softly: "I don't know how long I can hide it from him, his heart is already destined to be extraordinary like his father." Alas, it's better to let nature be hidden for as long as you want. ”

Heavy mourning permeates the whole body, the air is clogged, time stands still, and what brings space is depression.

The old man's eyes couldn't help but be closed, as if he was sad.

Suddenly, a shock appeared in the old man's sea of knowledge, and the old man's eyes suddenly opened.

"It's been hundreds of years, and I still can't be quiet, and I want to involve the young master, if that's the case, the old slave and I will fight for my life to protect the safety of the little master. ”

As soon as the thought turned, a wave of abuse swept through the old man's body, and several golden rays of light shot out of the old man's eyes, breaking through the sky.