Chapter 219: What Can a Disciple Do?

Do not accept apprentices.. Accepted as a seat boy?

The Dragon King of the West Sea was slightly stunned, and hurriedly nodded in response: "Yes, naturally willing." ”

Let's be honest.

He didn't plan to let Ao Moang learn any skills, because the dragon clan's cultivation was all innate, not acquired.

The reason why I want to apprentice is just because I value the other party's deep background, and I want to be on the list of the Tushi Palace, as well as the thighs of Zhenyuan Daxian.

This way.

Seeing my father nod.

Ao Moang did not hesitate.

When even stand up and take a step back. Kneeling on the ground, "Ao Moang knocks on the master!" ”

"Amitayus. Get up, Moang! Xuanqing bowed slightly, accepted Ao Moang's salute, and then helped him up.

"There are not too many rules under the poor Dao Sect, as long as you respect the teacher and act with a good conscience!"

Xuan Qing said lightly, "There is also a senior sister above you, who is the White Tiger Clan of the Four Holy Beasts, called Bai Ling'er, and when I return to the mountain, I will introduce it to you." ”

"It's sir!" Ao Moang nodded solemnly, and the title in his mouth also changed to master.

See this scene.

"Hahaha, it's good~ Today, Moang entered the door of Taoist friends, which is really a blessing for the West Sea."

"Someone!" The Dragon King of the West Sea was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand, he called out to a subordinate, "Go to the treasure house of the West Sea, and bring the deep-sea ice crystals, 100,000 years. Give them all to the king. ”

"Yes!"

A moment later.

A clam spirit came over with a Sumeru bag, "King, the treasures are all in it." ”

The Dragon King of the West Sea nodded, and then came to Xuanqing's side.

"Mo Ang worships under the door of Taoist friends, this king has no treasures, so only these are used as worships, please don't excuse Daoyou!"

"That's alright!"

Xuanqing hesitated slightly, but finally accepted these things.

Looked at.

The Dragon King of the West Sea smiled, and hurriedly beckoned Xuanqing back to the table, and asked his subordinates to continue to serve some good wine and food.

"Xuanqing Daoyou, my child will be handed over to you, if he is disobedient in the future, Daoist friends can only beat and scold, this king has no two words"

"This king respects your friends, cheers!"

"!"

A cup of belly, refreshing and abnormal.

Ao Moang next to him was even more discerning, and immediately picked up the wine jug and gave the Dragon King of the West Sea and Xuan Qing a drink.

Two hours later.

On the sea.

The Dragon King of the West Sea, a group of dragon sons, dragon concubines and others floated.

"Moang, when you go to Black Wind Mountain, you have to listen to the words of Xuanqing Daoyou."

"Got it, father, you can send it here, there will be a period later!" Ao Moang clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

Subsequently.

He turned into a miniature white dragon several meters long and soared into the sky, surrounding an auspicious cloud.

"Master, let's go!" Ao Moang said to the Taoist on the auspicious clouds.

"Good!"

Xuan Qing bowed slightly, and then drove the auspicious clouds to fly in the direction of the Black Wind Country.

Black Wind Mountain.

In the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

A petite white tiger was fluttering a butterfly in the air, and after catching it, it let go and continued to catch it, and so on and so on.

"Woohoo~ Butterfly, butterfly, fly quickly, I'll chase the tiger, hehe~" Bai Ling'er grabbed the butterfly again, smirking and muttering to herself.

Suddenly.

It was as if I felt something.

Bai Ling'er threw away the butterfly in his hand, and a gust of wind slipped under his feet, turning into a laser and flying into the air.

"Brother Xuanqing. How can there still be a dragon? ”

Originally, she was going to pounce directly into the old man's arms, but a sudden brake stopped.

"Old .. Master~"

In front of outsiders, Bai Ling'er still knew the severity, and even if he lowered his head, he called the master softly to show respect.

"White Bell, come here!"

Xuanqing waved the dust in his hand, and then put the little cat White Tiger in his hand, and after a good stroke, he put it on his shoulder.

"Let me introduce you, this is Ao Moang, a newly acquired boy under the seat of the poor road." Xuanqing tilted his head and said to the kitten on his shoulder.

Subsequently.

He turned his head again and looked at Ao Moang beside him.

"Mo Ang, the one on the shoulder of the poor road is Bai Ling'er, who will enter before you, you can call her Senior Sister Ling'er."

Hear the words.

"Whew~"

Ao Moang's body churned, then turned into a human form, bowed respectfully and hugged his fists, and gave a salute to the little cat on the old man's shoulder.

"Wu Moang has seen Senior Sister Ling'er!"

"Well, it turned out to be the master's newly accepted junior brother, and I have to listen to my senior sister in the future, understand?"

Bai Ling'er stood up on Xuanqing's shoulder, waving a pair of tiger claws.

"Puff~"

Looking at the cheap senior sister who tried to pretend to be serious, but her actions were a little funny, even with Ao Moang's temperament, she couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

???

Bai Ling'er was stunned, and then he was furious, and after a "whoo~" sound, he jumped off Xuanqing's body, wanting to scratch the other party with his claws.

"Don't laugh, or I'll scratch you to death!"

"Senior brother knows that he is wrong, junior brother knows that he is wrong, but it is really that my senior sister is cute just now, which makes me think of my little sister at home, and I can't hold back for a while!"

Ao Moang controlled his expression and made himself serious.

"Hmph, I've spared you this time, don't laugh next time~" Bai Ling'er snorted coldly and stepped on the tiger's palm fiercely.

See this scene.

Xuanqing shook his head helplessly.

On weekdays, he almost spoils this white bell, after all, as Ao Moang said, he is naΓ―ve, which makes him a little arrogant now.

"Okay, Bai Ling'er, Poor Dao still has something to tell Moang, you can go play by yourself first!"

said.

Xuanqing slipped the kitten on his shoulder in his hand and threw it into the distance.

This action provoked Bai Ling'er to scream aggrieved, and flew into the yard without looking back. Play with butterflies by yourself~

Wait until the little white tiger is gone.

Xuanqing looked at Ao Moang and said lightly: "Your dragon clan cultivation is to cultivate the dragon yuan, and the poor path can't help you." ”

"But there is a way for you to transform into a golden dragon body, and then it will be matched with your own white dragon bloodline."

These words were said to the White Snake Langjun, and now they are said again to Ao Moang.

After listening.

Ao Moang was shocked, but his heart was ecstatic.

I didn't expect to worship under the door of this Xuanqing master, and there would be such an unexpected gain.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Don't thank the poor first, if you want to condense the golden dragon body of luck, you need to use the national fortune of the Black Wind Country to help."

Xuan Qing shook his head, and then explained: "After the Poor Dao condenses the Flower of the Gods, and another boy, the White Snake Lang Jun, first condenses the Qi Luck Golden Dragon, it will be your turn!" ”

"However, if the Black Wind Country's national fortune is strong enough to a certain extent, it will be able to greatly shorten this time, so that you can also condense the golden dragon body of qi luck as soon as possible!"

Hear that.

Ao Moang was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly asked: "Master, how can we improve the national fortune of the Black Wind Country, and what can the disciple do?" ”

(End of chapter)