Chapter Seventy-Seven: Yellow Dragons Help Each Other

"You go to Binghuo Biao and ask her. ”

Bai Man at one end couldn't help but smile, this may be the best interpretation of giving people a bouquet and leaving a lingering fragrance in his hand.

Qi Yunheng glanced at Ah Di, and he also had a rough idea in his heart.

I didn't know that Ah Di had a childlike affection for Wu Yanli, which was not good for Qi Yunheng.

Although Wu Yanli has now surrendered to the law and stripped off the position of the patriarch, it is difficult to guarantee that after the expiration of the sentence, the king will restore her as the patriarch.

If at that time, he had already sat on the throne of the king, even if the Wuyan tribe did not accept it, he could still restrain it, or even destroy the Wuyan tribe.

If he hadn't ascended to the Xuanhuang Palace, Ah Di would definitely turn against him and join hands with Wu Yanli to confront him and prevent him from ascending to the throne of the king, wouldn't it be a headache?

After thinking about it, now that Wu Yanli has been tortured in Binghuobiao, he can't figure out any tricks by himself.

Originally, he also wanted to take advantage of the time when Wuyan Li was tortured, and the Wuyan clan had no leader, and the assassination of Xige was a little more certain.

Unexpectedly, he was taken away by the hateful Xuan Ge for 20,000 years of Xuanli in vain, and he just wanted to return to the clan as soon as possible and discuss countermeasures.

Di didn't turn his head to see that Ah Di didn't follow: "Ah Di, let's go!"

Ah Di looked at Yun Heng and the ground, and immediately turned around and returned to the main hall: "Your Majesty, the minister knows that there is a way to cure the poison of the dead soul." ”

Xi Ge's heart was churning like a wave, and he was very excited: "What is the way?"

Qi Yunheng and the earth are not allowed to fold back, and it is very difficult to understand why Ah Di came back.

"Have you heard of the Yellow Dragon of the Xuan Domain?"

Huang Long: Wasn't that a behemoth that seriously injured him in the Sea of Suffering, returned his Xuanling Bead and could not be refined, and its whole body was yellowed?

Qi Yunheng blushed and said in a low voice: "Ah Di, that's a rumor, it's a baseless thing, don't talk nonsense." ”

"In the past 10 billion years, if the existence of the Yellow Dragon is just a rumor, why is there a real record in the history of the Xuan Domain?"

Ah Di's rhetorical question froze Qi Yunheng, if the Yellow Dragon is a non-existent thing, wouldn't it indirectly say that the first generation of monarchs was dizzy, and the non-existent beast was recorded in history as an auspicious beast of the Xuan Domain?

"Why is it that only the rumored Yellow Dragon can relieve the dead spirit?" asked Xuan Ge.

"Because the refining of the Dead Soul is made of ninety-nine different poisonous spirit elements with extremely high cultivation, the toxicology is complicated and different, and the difficulty of developing an antidote is extremely high, and there is indeed no medicine to solve. ”

"The Yellow Dragon recorded in the history is born with Hongmeng, all the spirit beasts are weak in front of the Yellow Dragon, and we are helpless in the antidote, the Yellow Dragon will be dissolved without much effort. ”

Di Bu Bu replied thoughtfully: "That is to say... Can the Yellow Dragon suppress the thousands of spirit beasts in the Xuan Domain, is it their ancestor?"

"They are all beasts, but they are very different. Ah Di took two steps closer and continued: "Your Majesty, it's just that this yellow dragon has never shown its true face, and it must be difficult to find it. ”

There was a burst of ecstasy in Xige's heart, going around in search of the antidote, but he didn't know that the antidote was in his own Xuanling Bead.

Qi Yunheng knew that there was no cure for the Mourning Soul Withering when he first refined it, unless Huang Long appeared, it was not enough to show up, and he had to surrender Huang Long.

However, it is a question of where to find this rumored Huang Long, let alone surrender Huang Longli!

Qi Yunheng thought that even if Ah Di said the antidote to the dead soul, it would be in vain and impossible.

Sitting on the desk, Xuan Ge calmly flicked his sleeves, and he didn't want Yun Heng and the others to know that Huang Long was in his Xuanling Bead and had lived in harmony with him for more than a thousand years.

"There must be other ways, you wait to step down. ”

"Yes. ”

After Qi Yunheng and the others left, Xi Ge went to the dormitory.

Bai Man wanted to follow up with the dormitory to find out, but he said without looking back: "You don't need to follow up." ”

“......”

An inexplicable sense of loss hit Bai Man's heart......

Bai Man didn't know that in the dormitory of Xige, except for southern Xinjiang, other women were not allowed to enter.

Looking at the sleeping southern Xinjiang on the brocade couch, Xue Ge was eager to heal her mood, it was self-evident.

With a wave of his sleeves, he cast a mystic spell on Nanjiang, fearing that he would wake up when he detoxified her later.

Then he sat cross-legged in front of the brocade couch with his sleeves brushed, and made a few chic spell movements...

The own Xuanling Bead was transported out of his forehead, surrounded by a light yellow mist and floating in the air.

The yellow dragon and the blue cat in the Xuanling Bead suddenly awakened and ran around each other.

Huang Long seemed to sense that Xuan Ge was going to transport it out of the bead, and after flying twice in the bead, he looked at the southern frontier on the brocade couch.

"Could it be... Can you sense what I'm thinking?" said Singe secretly.

Then close your eyes... When the palms are together... The golden mist then swirls around your fingers...

The palms are close together, crossed back and forth, the hands are horizontal in front of the abdomen, the back of the right hand is on the top, the back of the left hand is on the bottom, the dantian luck...

In an instant, a wisp of pure golden Xuanhuang Qi gathered between the palms of both palms, and the thick Xuanhuang Qi was filamentous, floating into the Xuanling Bead and surrounding the Huanglong in the bead......

The Xuan Ling Bead suddenly emitted a golden light that made people unable to open their eyes, accompanied by a shocking hissing sound that resounded through the dormitory...

The dragon's head is the first to leave the pearl... Lizhu's body then became huge......

Until the tail of the Yellow Dragon is completely separated from the pearl, the Xuanling Bead hanging in the air, compared with the Yellow Dragon of the Pearl, is as small as a golden bean, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe that such a small Xuanling Bead can accommodate the Yellow Dragon with a huge body in the Hongmeng.

In fact, now in the dormitory, Huang Long's body at this time is far less huge than in the bitter sea, and the size of its body can be changed by the environment.

After a few coherent spell movements, Huang Long, who was wandering in the dormitory, let out a burst of hisses, and Bai Man, Chiwu and others outside the dormitory were shocked by this voice.

This domineering and terrifying, self-respecting groan seems to have a kind of invisible power to kill, and it makes people quite uncomfortable.

It's strange to say, the song who got up didn't feel half uncomfortable, and with a flick of his hand, a wisp of mist from his fingertips went straight to the heart of southern Xinjiang, and the blood-red Xuanling bead was already full of gaps.

The flying yellow dragon seemed to have received a yellow order, slowly moved its head to the top of the brocade couch, blinked its pair of dragon pupils the size of a sea bowl and looked at the southern frontier, and then opened the basin... The dragon's whiskers on the cheeks floated slightly.

Suddenly, I saw a small brown dot in the Xuanling Bead in Southern Xinjiang, which seemed to be separated from the bead by great suction, spit it out of his mouth along the organ, and swallowed it directly into Huanglong's mouth.

A trace of mist as thin as a silver needle came out of his mouth, and entered the body from the nasal cavity of southern Xinjiang... Reaching the heart of the Xuan Ling Bead...

The Xuanling Bead in Southern Xinjiang has suddenly undergone repair changes...

The Xuanling Bead, which originally had tiny cracks, gradually returned to its original state, as if it had never been cracked.

With a wave of his sleeves, the yellow dragon seemed to have received an order, starting from the dragon's head, and gradually entered the Xuanling Bead of the song.