Volume 1 The Dragon Rises Eighty-Seven, Fusu Lotus

On a stone mountain, full of fairy spirit, the trees are lush and green, all kinds of birds and beasts walk in the mountains and forests, there is no soil in the mountains, but the trees can grow, the cleansing sound of the clear spring echoes in the mountains and forests, all kinds of strange stones pile up a huge mountain, up to 10,000 meters, a stone mountain seems to let people go through a variety of states of life.

Immortal breath is swirling, beautiful, rare and exotic beasts galloping, in the clouds and even the whole Jiuxiao are and its famous male mountain, Fusu Mountain, no soil can be born, no water can grow, lush and lush, lush branches and leaves, is called Fusu.

A crack was torn on the sky, sprinkling golden light, and a long river of light shot straight towards Fusu Mountain, and the ancient beasts of the mountains were all shocked, and they all hid in the stone forest, Long Xiaohan fell out of the crack, turned around in the air, and landed steadily on a mountain of boulders.

Long Xiaohan coughed lightly, a little tightness in his chest, although the spirit dragon is independent, it will not directly impact himself if it is crushed, but the spirit dragon is also transformed by Long Xiaohan's will to a certain extent, and it will inevitably have some impact.

Long Xiaohan got up, stood on the boulder and looked at the world from afar, and opened the eyes of the candle dragon, the candle dragon can break the delusion and seek the truth, although there are countless alien races here, and it is impossible to distinguish the breath of the sword demon clan, but the breath of Ziyu is unique, and he can distinguish it.

Long Xiaohan glanced at the north-south avenue of Fusu Mountain, but he didn't find the breath of purple rain, and couldn't help frowning slightly, could it be that the Sword Demon Clan didn't pass through Fusu Mountain, if so, could it be that they were from the Eastern Wasteland......

Long Xiaohan couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this, the Eastern Wasteland was not a wasteland before, it was even a prosperous place for a while, it was the prosperous capital of Yunxiao many years ago, and finally because the Qinglong Jedi Abyss became a desolate plain, it was feared by the world.

It is precisely because Long Xiaohan grows in the clouds that he is more aware of the horror of Qinglong Yuan, and the green dragon hundred day scales once turned into a dragon soul......

At this time, countless powerful breaths rose from all directions of Fusu Mountain, disrupting the aura between heaven and earth, all of them approached Fusu Mountain, forming an encirclement trend, and the ancient beasts of Fusu Mountain were even more like frightened birds, and all the creatures on the avenues in all directions avoided them.

Long Xiaohan was calm, and when he used a step of time and space, he understood that the entire Yunxiao alien race would find themselves, however, Fusu Mountain is different from Lantian Jade, Xianshan sits in the middle of the ground, surrounded by all directions, although it has become a trend of encircling the arch, but because of the name of Xianshan, Yunxiao Town is far away from Fusu Mountain.

The clouds are mountainous, the Holy Lotus Mountain is the emperor, the mountains are the generals, and the Fusu Mountain can be handsome, and they have enough time for the light to build a step of time and space again.

Long Xiaohan got up and ran to a clear spring in Fusu Mountain, the power of the rune spirit at the tip of his right finger was released, and the spiritual power was scattered, like a flower, and the spiritual power sprinkled the clear spring, a little bit of flowers, and finally gave birth to a river lotus in the water, lifelike.

Gonggong exclaimed: "What a lotus planting technique. ”

Long Xiaohan said: "This is the lotus planting technique that the sect master handed over to me and Gardenia Kite, which was picked from the sect master's Lotus Sutra, and can be used as a substitute for the lotus flower to die instead of himself, cross the sky and the sea, and steal life." ”

He cut his fingertips and dropped a drop of blood into the planted river lotus, and the river lotus suddenly greedily absorbed Long Xiaohan's essence and blood, and Long Xiaohan's breath suddenly appeared in the river lotus, which was extremely vigorous, just like Long Xiaohan's own qi and blood.

"It's a good stealing day, Li Dai's method of peach stiffness, the spiritual wisdom of the human race is really the length of all things. "Even Di Weng was also amazed by Long Xiaohan's lotus cultivation technique, if their medicinal spirit also knew this kind of technique, how could it be easily eaten by the human race, but unfortunately, they couldn't cultivate.

Those breaths are getting closer and closer, and they are getting stronger and stronger, shaking the light and beginning to build a step of time and space, I don't know how many years later, in front of Fusu Mountain, an unknown and nameless person came here, saw the strange mountain, saw the Fusu wood that has no soil and no water but grows vigorously, and can't help but rise with joy in my heart and climb to the top of the mountain.

In a clear spring, see a budding river lotus, the strange thing is that this river lotus was born in the spring water, this spring water can not be planted in other river lotus, every time the dragon star appears, there is a dragon sound from the spring water.

This person saw that the river lotus is as strange as the Fusu wood, in this kind of pine tree, perennial green, and in the pine tree to mention the word: the mountain has Fusu, Xi has Hehua, the mountain has Qiao pine, Xi has the dragon.

In the end, it was gradually praised by the descendants who came here and were also amazed by this mountain, and finally evolved into a love song, which was included in the "Book of Songs", and later, this song spread to a dynasty called Zheng Guo, and there was a queen who liked this song and named his son Fusu, hoping that he could flourish like Fusumu.

There are later generations to come to verify, climb Fusu Mountain, there are green pines to welcome guests, the world has also seen the Fusu wood, but there are countless pools of clear springs on Fusu Mountain, countless river lotuses, flowers are in full bloom, and the lotus recorded in the Book of Poetry can no longer be found!

As the world thinks, the river lotus is also the birth of lotus seeds, and a clear spring is planted with lotus flowers, because legend has it, with that lotus, no other lotus flowers can be planted in the clear spring, and only the lotus seeds born by the lotus flower itself can bloom.

The power of the runes of the space-time formation swept out, and suddenly the powerful aura of the alien race erupted in the farther places, and countless roars came from afar, and even more, it directly turned into the body of a thousand meters, and the approximate outline could be seen even from a distance of thousands of miles.

Long Xiaohan quickly stepped into a step of time and space, if there is a strong person of an alien race, he will be able to directly tear the space and come from the air, he can't be careless, Wangchuan, the Eastern Wasteland!

Long Xiaohan's figure disappeared into the long river of light, and the fluctuations of the formation spread to the surroundings with Fusu Mountain as the center, and the alien race who felt this fluctuation suddenly stopped, and a cloud of black mist shrouded the alien race couldn't help but say angrily: "Escape......"

"No, no, his breath is still there, and the Terran kid didn't run away......"

"This is a trick, such a big formation, to attract our attention, in fact, he has not escaped ......"

The terrifying aura came from all directions, enveloping the thousands of miles around Fusu Mountain, and countless foreign powerhouses dared to come here, and were stolen by a human race, making them very faceless, not to mention, this is their ruling place, and when the time comes, it is not who can bear it if they are blamed by the Night Wanderer Clan.

Long Xiaohan stood in the long river of time and space, and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the Sword Demon Clan would not choose the path of the Eastern Wasteland, otherwise, he would be difficult to protect himself, and the fierce name of Qinglongyuan, if anyone is more afraid, it must be the people of Yunxiao, because they understand better, so they understand it better.

The names of the three Jedi are not groundless, and they are not random to be famous.

The spatial crack was opened again, Long Xiaohan walked out, looking at the desolate canyon in front of him, Long Xiaohan's eyebrows tightened, here, there is the breath of purple rain, the Sword Demon Clan, it is indeed the path chosen by the Eastern Wasteland.

Long Xiaohan frowned slightly, he had calculated the three roads of Lantian Jade, the Eastern Wasteland, and Fusu Mountain, and the Eastern Wasteland was even excluded by Long Xiaohan, because he would never have thought that the Sword Demon Clan would dare to take this road, even if he could bypass Qinglongyuan, who could guarantee absolute safety, after all, this is one of the three major Jedi.

Otherwise, why would this be a wasteland......

Even the Wu Clan, the Eight Nobles, and the Ten Great Clans have not set foot in the Qinglong Yuan, Long Xiaohan doesn't know if the Wu Clan and the Eight Nobles have the ability to crack the mystery of the Qinglong Yuan, but where did this Sword Demon Clan have the courage, does he think he is the Wu Clan.

Long Xiaohan walked forward, he only felt the incomparable oppressive force coming from the front, and there seemed to be a huge green dragon with open dragon eyes looking at him in the distance, making him feel the blow from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't know what Senior Sister Ziyu's situation is now?" Long Xiaohan knew that he had now set the entire cloud on fire, like throwing a match on the oil, it was already burning with a puff, and it was out of control, maybe this Eastern Wasteland was not a bad thing for him now.

Di Weng scolded frantically: "Boy, let me out quickly, the front five thousand miles is a Jedi, I don't want to be covered with green dragon scales, and turn into a dragon soul and return to the green dragon abyss after a hundred days." ”

Gonggong also walked out of Long Xiaohan's sea of knowledge, and the front made him feel a burst of oppressive force, and the spiritual power of Gonggong's differentiation and its weakness made him unable to feel the bottom of this Qinglong Yuan, he had not heard of this place in these years, and there was no such Jedi during his existence.

"Fuxi boy, be careful, this place is indeed a little weird, and I can't see it clearly. Gonggong opened his mouth to remind, there was obvious jealousy in his tone, even Gonggong was like this, and Long Xiaohan's heart was even heavier.

Di Weng seemed to be completely desperate, depressed and did not speak, Long Xiaohan said: "Instead of walking to the front slowly like this, it is better to fly there in one go, such a delay will increase the fear in your heart, and if you are afraid in your heart, you have to face it, your heart is like a fierce tiger, and your body is like a dragon." ”

Long Xiaohan turned into a spiritual dragon, jumped up, and in an instant, he disappeared in place, thousands of miles away, and the dragon was too empty.

Long Xiaohan came to two thousand miles away, and here, the breath of Purple Rain disappeared: "Why did Senior Sister Purple Rain's breath disappear here, and even the breath of the Sword Demon Clan disappeared. ”

At this moment, Gonggong exclaimed: "Fuxi boy, your luck is being weakened, what the hell is this, it can actually cut off your luck, quickly set fire to the Great Sun Golden Crow and the flint tree, and use the power of the sun to protect the body, this luck is extremely precious, and it is a loss to cut off a little." ”

Hearing this, Long Xiaohan hurriedly turned into a golden crow of the Great Sun, lit the flint tree, and suddenly, the light of the two sides illuminated the front, and the fear in Long Xiaohan's heart was also cut away, and Gonggong exhaled a breath and said, "Fortunately, your luck has not been weakened too much." ”

Then he looked ahead: "This place is really weird, it can actually cut off the luck, maybe the Wu clan and the eight nobles did not step into the Qinglong Yuan, not because they have no strength, but they are afraid that the luck will be cut, the more powerful the race, the more important the luck." ”