"Yes, Dragon. My curse seal can be trapped too!" Emperor Yu's answer interrupted the dragon's thoughts. "However, it needs to be a risky attempt, and if you don't get it, it will trigger the curse seal and cause the tragedy of going mad. ”

"Oh, even so, it's better than nothing!"

"Yes!" the emperor smiled at a rare sight. Since the death of his beloved wife, looking at his son who has been affected by him, the emperor is not in self-blame every day, and shows people with a bitter face all day long, giving people a cold feeling.

"Great! Father is saved! I'm no longer a scrappy little overlord!" Huang Long jumped up happily, "Oops!" Huang Long's movements just now were too violent, and many wounds were opened, and bursts of pain entered the dantian, making him grin and be in pain. "However, when Xiang'er probed my bloodline for me at that time, I found that the curse seal in the depths of the dantian was easily awakened, what should I do?"

"Hey, this is a problem! My father has been suffering from this pain for more than ten years, and he is also very helpless!" Emperor Yu hung his head, his originally straightened body was already a little rickety, and his hair was a lot gray.

"However, when I probed your bloodline just now, I entered the internal strength of the Xiucai realm, and I didn't disturb the curse seal. And when I tried to break through the air mass around the dantian with the internal strength of the human realm, I let the seal make some moves. It seems that the seal is insensitive to the internal strength of the Xiucai world. ”

"Oh, what does my father mean that I can cultivate the internal strength of the Xiucai realm?"

"Of course, this is also the highest peak that your mother can achieve with all her might. Your mother had reached the flower exploration realm before her death, but because she wanted to hold you and fight against the curse, she consumed most of her internal strength. If I had given up my life to pass on the soul fragment to you, I might have been able to trap the curse seal and not disturb you anymore. Emperor Yu blamed himself deeply.

"Father, don't feel guilty anymore, I'm fine now, and I can still have the opportunity to cultivate my internal strength in this life, I didn't even dare to think about it before. Huang Long's heart was extremely relieved.

Emperor Yu nodded slightly, and was also happy for the imperial dragon.

"Father, my mother's soul fragment was given to me, is it possible to obtain a spell one day, reshape my mother's golden body, and help my mother resurrect?"

"It is true that there is such a spell, but because it is a mastery that is against human ethics, it has been lost in the world. Only the ancient gods of the Heavenly Shrine could have this spell. In addition, in order to use this spell, you need to have the internal strength of the Great Emperor Realm. The key point is that it still needs to be approved by hundreds of ancient gods before you can cultivate this method. ”

"The internal strength of the Great Emperor Realm, and the promise of hundreds of ancient gods, Isn't this impossible?"

"Long'er!" Emperor Yu raised his hand and patted Huanglong's shoulder, knowing that he missed his mother. "Nothing in the world is 'impossible.'" This truth is like our human path. There is no road in the world, and there are more people walking, so there is Qianmo traffic, and the avenues and trails are intricate in the world. ”

"Although this is the case, I can only cultivate to the method of internal strength of Xiucai's ninth level and ninth rank, and that is not to say that I am far away from the Great Emperor Realm!"

"Don't be discouraged, Long'er, how can everything in the world be expected by you and me. When you woke up today, how could you have thought that you would be able to cultivate your internal strength tonight! As long as you have the heart, opportunities will always come. But if you blindly blame yourself, give up on yourself, and do nothing, and wait for the day when the opportunity comes, but you are not prepared, and can only watch the opportunity slip away, wouldn't it be even more painful for you!"

After some painstaking teaching by Emperor Yu, Huang Long calmed down his mentality.

"Father, my child knows that I am wrong! I must start from scratch. Cultivate martial arts little by little, until you cultivate into the Great Emperor Realm, and strive to unlock the curse seal on you and me as soon as possible, and reshape the golden body for my mother. ”

"That's good! This is my Emperor's son!" the Emperor patted the Emperor's shoulder and gave him a firm approval.

"Long'er, let's start with the simplest method of internal energy operation. I will teach you the art of internal strength. Emperor Yu said to the Emperor Dragon with a smile.

"Yes, Father, I will succeed!"

"Okay!" Looking at his son who had finally awakened, a flame of hope rekindled in the emperor's heart.

He muttered secretly in his heart: "Madam, don't worry, the important task of assisting Master Yao to become a great god will be entrusted to me." ”

In the next few days, Emperor Yu used the four immortal grasses of Mount Tai, such as He Shou Wu in the tunnel, the ice and snow comfrey, the yellow essence of the mountain cliff, and the four-leaf ginseng on the rotten leaves of the giant tree, as an introduction, and made seven pills for the emperor to take one pill a day.

Emperor Yu also selected other famous medicines on Mount Tai to make medicinal soup for the imperial dragon, using the extremely cold water under the thousand feet of the black dragon pond of Mount Tai, so that the imperial dragon bathed and washed his body every night.

After taking internal and external baths, Huanglong's injuries gradually improved.

Emperor Yu also taught the operation of the bloodline and internal strength to the Emperor Dragon. Huanglong studied very hard. It's just that after a few days in vain, there was no improvement. Huanglong couldn't help but be a little disheartened.

"What went wrong? I practiced strictly according to the spells my father told me, and according to my father's experience, they started to improve in the first day or two, but I, it's been five days, but I haven't seen any movement, I'm really worried!

After a rooster crow, the dragon jumped out of the barrel, wiped it clean, got dressed, and went to find Mo Xiang'er.

I hadn't seen her for a few days, and the dragon didn't know what she was up to. Last night, someone came to report that "Miss Mo Xiang'er has come back late at night." Recently, she went to the deep forest of Mount Tai to collect medicine, saying that it was for the young master Huanglong to heal his wounds. ”

Huang Long was very moved, and thought about meeting her early this morning.

came to Mo Xiang'er's yard, but she didn't see Mo Xiang'er, and the maid Yuhuan'er beside her was not there.

The imperial dragon walked around Mo Xiang'er's study.

In the past, although I often came here, it is rare to be as calm as today and carefully examine the furnishings of Mo Xiang'er.

Smelling the strange fragrance, Huanglong suddenly felt a kind of excitement to explore the girl's secret.

Huang Long browsed through the various furnishings on Mo Xiang'er's bookshelf, and found that Xiang'er's hobby was not just rouge powder like his sister Huang Linlin, but all kinds of strange herb jars.

There are also rows of volumes on the bookshelves about alchemy.

Huang Long pulled out a few scrolls, opened the bamboo slips, and the names of the herbs in his eyes suddenly made Huang Long a little dizzy.

"Well, if anyone forces me to look at these, I must not eat them first, lest I feel sleepy when I see them!" the dragon muttered as he rolled them up and put them back in.

When he turned to Mo Xiang'er's desk, Huang Long suddenly found that there was a pile of things on the table, because it was covered with a red cloth, Huang Long suddenly had a strong desire to peek.

Seeing that there was no one around, Huanglong pinched the corner of the red cloth, slowly flipped through it, and found that there were still a bunch of bamboo slips inside.

"Cut! This is also a bamboo slip, why do you have to cover it with a red cloth!" Huang Long directly picked up the red cloth and threw it aside.

"Could it be the secret history of her best friend written by Xiang'er? So, isn't this the Dafa of Pickling Girls? "Xiang'er really hurts!