In the hall, Xiao Wan'er walked with Mo Ying, strolling in the small garden.

"Sister Xiao, which one do you like the most?"

"Flowers are beautiful in every way, I like them all, if I have to say a special love......"

Xiao Wan'er's eyes fell on a rockery in the garden, and the snow-white lotus flowers on the top of the rockery were waving in the wind.

"It's probably the snow lotus."

Xiao Wan'er didn't know what method Mo Bai used to allow the snow lotus to survive here, and she fell in love with the snow lotus when she saw it for the first time.

The snow lotus lives alone on the "high mountain", the body is like jade, white and crystalline, cold and elegant, soft and colorful.

"Snow Lotus?" Mo Ying glanced at her with interest, there are all over the snowy mountains, and she calls them snow cabbage over there, which is poisonous, and she can't eat it directly, so she has to soak in wine.

"Uh-huh......!" Xiao Wan'er's heart was in pain, she snorted, and her body staggered.

"Sister Xiao, what's wrong with you?" Mo Ying hurriedly supported her.

Finding that Xiao Wan'er had lost blood on her face, Mo Ying's heart tightened, and she shouted eagerly: "Xiaobai, come and see, what's wrong with Sister Xiao?" ”

The white clothes appeared, and Mo Bai glanced at Xiao Wan'er, who had a vain breath, and frowned slightly.

Xiao Wan'er leaned on Mo Ying, her voice was weak and weak: "I'm okay Miss Mo, but I'm suddenly a little tired." ”

Mo Bai: "Take her back to rest." ”

After settling down Xiao Wan'er, Mo Ying's face was worried: "Xiaobai, is Sister Xiao okay?" ”

"Something."

"Huh?"

"Still, I can't die."

"Whew...... Xiaobai, you scared me to death. Mo Ying angrily hammered the ink white.

Mo Bai took advantage of the situation to grab Mo Ying's hand, pulled her towards the outside of the house, and said unhurriedly: "The situation has deteriorated, and if you can't find an antidote, you won't survive spring." ”

Mo Ying was surprised: "So serious? ”

The starlight flashed, and Mo Bai took the ink warbler to the top floor of the stargazing tower and put a token into the ink warbler's hand.

"I've got to go, token control puppet, with your breath."

The token is only useful in Mo Ying's hand, and even if others get the token, they can't manipulate the puppet guards.

"In case of crisis, hold the token, and the puppet appears."

"Can't solve it, smash the token, teleport here."

"Don't act rashly, wait for me to come back."

Mo Bai said a lot of words in one breath, Mo Ying remembered them one by one, her heart was slightly warm, and she smiled: "Xiaobai, are you so worried about my accident?" ”

Mo Bai turned around, looked at Mo Ying with a serious face, and nodded solemnly.

Mo Yingqiao's face flushed, her heart was overjoyed, she lowered her head and snickered, and said shyly: "I will pay attention to safety." ”

Mo Bai took out an ice blue locket and handed it to Mo Ying, and when he looked closely, it looked like a coffin.

"Before the spring, I didn't come back, so let's lie down."

After getting along with Mo Bai for a long time, Mo Ying naturally understood that this was not the meaning of "no help, just bury".

"Can this continue Sister Xiao's life?"

"Hmm," Mo Bai nodded, it should allow Xiao Wan'er to live for an extra year.

Mo Ying carefully put it away: "I understand." ”

After that, Mo Bai pulled Mo Ying to sit in the stargazing tower for a while, and carefully explained to her how safe the stargazing tower is, where there is a dark pavilion, where there is a secret passage.

Hearing Mo Bai's words, Mo Ying blinked her eyes in shock, "Xiaobai, are you making the Stargazing Tower a fortress?" ”

Mo Bai nodded, remembering what Zhao Qingsong had told him, and said slowly: "Mr. said that you can't have the heart to harm people, and you can't have the heart to prevent people. ”

……

Green mountains, towering into the clouds, I don't know how tall or short; The secluded Daze, the microwave ripples, I don't know the depth of geometry.

On the shore of the lake, the sheep covered their heads and graze, the little cotton tail shook and swayed, and at a certain moment, the comfortable sheep bleated suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and the sheep fell into the water, sinking down and into the depths of the lake.

"Uncle, your sheep were swept away by the flood!"

There were young people shouting.

"What?!"

The old farmer who was napping was startled, Zhang Huang looked at the lake at a loss, and the two sheep that had been grazing with peace of mind fell into the water at some point, getting farther and farther away from the shore.

The sheep fluttered on all four legs, and its white fluff was stained with scarlet blood.

"Sheep, my sheep!" The old farmer suddenly became anxious, and chased towards the lake without hesitation.

"Uncle, the water will eat people!" The young man who had shouted at the beginning hurriedly caught up with the old farmer and stopped him.

The old farmer was grief-stricken: "Sheep, my sheep, that's my ming!" ”

The young man shook his head: "Uncle, I told you not to go to Daze to herd sheep, you have to listen, now it's okay, the sheep were dragged away by the water." ”

"My sheep!" The old farmer stretched out his hand to grab the sheep that had sunk into the lake, "Da Shui, I will rob you immortals!" ”

The young man reminded: "Uncle, be quiet, be careful that the water hears it and pulls you down!" ”

"Uncle, you are also stubborn, you have to suffer a loss to understand, compared to Old Man Lin, you are nothing, a while ago Old Man Lin did not believe in evil, let the cattle go down to bathe, but the bones that were eaten by the water are not left, the cattle that plough the land, isn't that more expensive than your Ming roots?"

The grieving old farmer left Daze and left this sad land with the support of the young man.

There is a small village in the east of Daze, which has no more than 100 households.

However, a few months ago, when a flood subsided, the villagers noticed that a monster had appeared in the lake that would attack the animals drinking on the shore, drag them down and swallow them.

The people in the village were all frightened, and gradually no one dared to approach Daze anymore, except for some old people who did not believe in evil, they couldn't let go of Daze, who had eaten all their lives, and they didn't regret it until they really suffered a loss.

At the bottom of Osawa, a stream of hot gas gushed out, forming a bubble and flying quickly towards the surface of the lake.

The black python hides in the reef at the bottom of Osawa, and countless white bones are scattered around it.

It was originally a python spirit in the mountains and wilderness that was concentrating on cultivation, and a few months ago the sky changed dramatically, and a majestic dragon qi poured into Daze, and countless creatures in Daze were nourished by dragon qi, among which the old turtle, the original owner of Daze, benefited the most.

Originally, the python spirit was cultivating in the mountains, and it had nothing to do with the old turtle, until the majestic dragon qi poured into Daze, and it felt the opportunity to retreat and turn into a dragon.

On a stormy night, the python spirit sneaks into the lake and competes with the original owner, the old turtle, for Daze.

The battle lasted for three days, and in the end, the python spirit tore the skin and shell of the old turtle and devoured it by virtue of its cultivation higher than that of the old turtle.

The dragon qi in Daze nourishes the root bone of the python essence, and it has gradually shown signs of retreating.

The black python caught two sheep and sacrificed their teeth, and at this moment it sank to the bottom of the water, falling into a half-asleep and half-awake battle, and the old turtle was at a great price, and it also paid a great price to win, and the scars left by the battle were cut off by most of the snake's tail.

……

Mo Bai did not leave directly in the stargazing tower with a dragon, but left the capital far away, so he summoned the puppet dragon man.

After the last time the stargazing tower was built, Zhao Qingsong specially told Mo Bai not to let the puppet dragon people show their dragon form in the capital.

Ascending to the head of the white dragon, Mo Bai controlled the white dragon to soar up the clouds and mist.

Compared with the first time, his driving skills are now more calm and skillful, and there will be no more crashes.

Flying at high altitude for nearly a quarter of an hour, Mo Bai lowered his head and saw the Osawa he saw when he rode the dragon for the first time.

Recalling the experience of running over, Mo Bai took out the map from his arms, the map was drawn by Luo Qingyao, and briefly drew how to go from Yanguo to Wanjian Sect.

The first striking point to pass through is a pile of concave and convex symbols, which Mo Bai guessed should be the city wall.

'Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I hope you don't get lost this time. ’

Putting away the map, Mo Bai looked down at Daze again, the last time he passed by and saw a turtle lying at the bottom of the lake, he didn't think that Daze had changed his master in a few months, and he became the head of the python spirit.

He saw that the python spirit was about to retreat, and shook his head with some regret.

If this python spirit works harder, it would be good to retreat the scales and turn into a dragon as soon as possible.

Although the dragon is not as precious as the real dragon, the meat quality is also first-class, and the taste is strong.

'Let's keep it for now. Thinking like this, Mo Bai drove the dragon south.

In Daze, the sleeping black python had a chill on its spine, and the python's body trembled for a while, and it opened its eyes and looked up at the lake in confusion.

Finding nothing out of the ordinary, it shifted and fell asleep again.

The white dragon soared through the clouds and drove all the way south, and I don't know how long it took, an earthy gray city wall below attracted Mo Bai's attention.

The city walls stretch for thousands of miles from east to west, twisting and turning, like a giant dragon crawling on the earth.

Mo Bai took out the map for comparison, and I have to say that Luo Qingyao drew quite vividly.

"Next location...... The capital of the country? ”

◇——◇

"Sugar gourd, sugar gourd, sweet and sour sugar gourd!" In the thriving street market, vendors are hawking.

"Here's a sugar gourd."

"Okay, this young lady, Sanwen."

Luo Qingyao took out three copper plates from her waist bag, threw them to the vendor, and after buying the sugar gourd, she turned back to Luo Yunxi's side.

When they went out, they both used tricks on themselves, and ordinary people saw that they were ordinary women with no characteristics, which saved a lot of trouble.

Luo Yunxi glanced at Luo Qingyao, who was full of interest, and quipped: "How old are you, and you still eat sugar gourds?" ”

Luo Qingyao replied without giving face: "I'm willing, can't I?" ”

"I didn't say no, I just ......"

"Master also take a bite," Luo Qingyao sent the sugar gourd that he had taken a bite to Luo Yunxi's mouth.

Luo Yunxi took a bite.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's not tasty."

"Master really doesn't give face," Luo Qingyao took back the sugar gourd indignantly, "Don't give it to Master!" ”

Luo Yunxi said honestly: "It's really not delicious." ”

"Oh, okay, okay, Master, don't talk about it," Luo Qingyao directly interrupted Luo Yunxi, "Aren't we going to Jiang Temple, let's go!" ”

……

"Sugar gourd, sweet and sour sugar gourd!"

The vendor continued to sell and saw a masked man parked not far away, presumably looking at a sugar gourd.

"This son, my sugar gourd is delicious, do you want one?"

Mo Bai glanced at the ruddy sugar gourd and asked, "Is this Jindu?" ”

"Outlander?" The merchant was surprised and replied, "This is indeed the Golden City." ”

Mo Bai asked again: "How to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" ”

“？？？”

The vendor looked confused, his mind couldn't turn for a while, he impatiently expelled Mo Bai, and scolded: "You still don't buy sugar gourds, don't buy them, don't delay my business!" ”

"A sugar gourd." Mo Bai raised his index finger.

"Sanpenny!" The vendor suddenly smiled, took down a sugar gourd and handed it to Mo Bai.

Mo Bai took out three copper plates, and the vendor took them with a smile, and then his face changed, and his voice was cold: "Ten Thousand Swords Sect? I've never heard of it, I don't know. ”

Mo Bai: "Oh. ”

Leaving the territory of the sugar gourd seller, Mo Bai tore open the sugar paper wrapped around the sugar gourd and tasted it.

It's very sour, not sweet at all.

"It's not tasty." Mo Bai was disgusted and wanted to throw it away, but he spent money and was reluctant.

"Sugar gourd, sweet and sour sugar gourd!"

The vendor shouted loudly, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a piece of yellow paper "snapped" in his face.

"Hmm...... What the hell, it stinks! ”

The vendor removed the yellow paper and found that it was stained with an unidentified yellow substance with a foul smell.

"Vomit ......" A strong feeling of nausea welled up, and the vendor bent down and vomited, and some of the things on the yellow paper went into his mouth.

……

Disgusted with a handful of black-hearted vendors, Mo Bai felt a lot more comfortable, passing by a dojo, a pair of brothers happened to walk out.

"Senior brother, is there really a dragon in the Tongtian River?"

Dao Tong looked up at the older Daoist himself, his eyes shining with curiosity.

The Taoist rubbed his junior brother's head, his face softened, and he said with a smile: "Master said that there is, then there must be something, will he still lie to you?" ”

'Dragon? ’

Mo Bai paused, looked back at the two Daoists in Taoist robes, and the older one noticed that Mo Bai was looking at them, and hurriedly stopped his voice, and made a standard gesture to Mo Bai with a smile on his face.

"Senior brother, can he hear us?"

"Don't make a sound," the elder Taoist walked away quickly with his little junior brother, and said slowly after walking away: "Recently, there have been many immortals from other places in the capital, and that should be the one just now, don't think much about it when you see it." ”

Dao Tong nodded obediently: "Yes, senior brother." ”

Mo Bai watched the pair of senior brothers gradually walk away, and was very interested in the dragon they mentioned.

Speaking of which, when flying in the sky, I did see a vast river.

There is also a drawing on the map given by Luo Qingyao, with a curve passing through a point marked as Jincheng.

Glancing at the sugar gourd in his hand, a thought rose in Mo Bai's heart.

……

In the Jiangshen Temple, Luo Yunxi and Luo Qingyao met the old dragon king of Tongtianjiang, and the old dragon king warmly entertained the two and invited them to the dragon palace at the bottom of the river.

On the main seat, the old dragon king with a dragon head in his body quipped: "Fairy Luo, I thought you wouldn't come to my down-and-out Dragon Palace." ”

Luo Yunxi had been in the capital for several months, and it was only today that he went to the Jiangshen Temple to find the old dragon king.

The old dragon king thought that Luo Yunxi looked down on him, and he almost couldn't help but want to spray directly at the door a few times.

Luo Yunxi's voice was cold: "Senior Ao, you are joking, you have not been here before, but Kunlun Ruins has not yet figured out how to deal with the relationship between the human race and the dragon race now." ”

"Hehe, so Fairy Luo came with the will of Kunlun Ruins this time?" The old dragon king seemed to be smiling, and his tone emphasized the word "will".

Luo Yunxi: "The old dragon king doesn't have to be like this, the matter of Ao Longyu was not what the master wanted. ”

"Not that way?" The old dragon king's eyes were sharp, staring at Luo Yunxi coldly, and his voice was suppressed and ruthless: "Joke, aren't you Kunlun Ruins known as the head of all immortals, and you uphold the right path in the world in everything you do?" What's wrong with slaying a fallen true dragon? ”

Luo Yunxi condensed, she hates yin and yang weird guys the most, and because of her feelings, it is not good to lift the table directly.

What happened back then, except for the two people involved, no one else was qualified to comment.

However, one is dead, and the other is half dead.

……

In a section of the Tongtian River with a gentle current, Mo Bai stood by the river and looked at the lake, his eyes blazing.

"Dragon, Dragon, Dragon, Fishdragon, ......"

Hodgepodge! And as long as the river is a water tribe, it has a trace of true dragon blood, although it is very meager.

wiped his uncontested saliva, and Mo Bai threw a sugar gourd into the river with great interest.

Each sugar gourd is full of the essence secreted by the body of the puppet dragon man - saliva.

Don't underestimate this saliva, it took a lot of effort to get a little bit out, and the quality is enough to make high-quality ambergris!

Moreover, the body fluids of the real dragon already have a fatal attraction to the water tribe, and Mo Bai believes that there will definitely be a greedy little gluten hooked!