Not long after Han Yu entered the water, Ling'er helped an old man in green robes to the lakeside.
The old man in a green robe has white hair and chicken skin, a thin build, a slightly elongated face, small eyes and the tip of his nose, and two strands of white beard hanging from the corners of his mouth to his chin.
Although he looks old and frail, giving people a feeling of frailty, judging from his vigorous steps and the sharp eyes in his deep cave, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.
"My subordinate Lingfeng has met Lord Yaolong!" The old man in green robe came to the lake and said to Mr. Long floating off the ground.
When Mr. Long heard the sound, he quickly turned his gaze towards the lake to the source of the sound.
"Lingfeng? Is it really you?" Mr. Long's voice was trembling, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.
"Lord Yaolong! It's me, it's my Lingfeng." The old man in green robe listened to Elder Long's words, looked at the other person's expression, stepped forward and knelt on the ground, and said with blurred eyes.
"Okay! Okay! I didn't expect to see you again. Come on! Get up!" Mr. Long said, moving to the old man in green robe and trying to help him up. He held the long sleeve of his right hand with his left hand and one
The old and plump palm stretched out in front of the green-robed old man, but when it touched the other person's body, it penetrated through him.
"This? Lord Yaolong, you..." Seeing this, the old man in green robe showed a pair of surprised eyes and exclaimed.
"Haha! Forgot, forgot! I am now a remnant soul, and everything in the world has nothing to do with me."
Although Elder Long said his words with a smile, the other party was deeply troubled. The old man in green robe stood up and looked at Elder Long with a pair of hazy eyes. Even the girl Ling'er standing aside, her mouth
He also took a sip, and a sour feeling came to the tip of his nose.
"Lord Yaolong! You asked your subordinates to leave with the dragon ring. Why did you end up like this? What happened to you in the past thousand years?" The old man in green robe said eagerly.
"Don't mention it, don't mention it! I'm very happy to be reunited today. It's a pity that I can't drink with you. I can only let you chat and laugh with me. Don't call me Lord Yaolong anymore, just call me
Come on, Mr. Long! The original ambition has been completely wiped out in these more than a thousand years. At this time, I just want to find another goal." Mr. Long smiled and shook his hand, and at the end he looked towards the lake.
Looking at Elder Long's expression, Lingfeng sighed in his heart: "Oh! I didn't expect that the ancestor of Yaolong who once dominated the world would end up like this. What happened to him after I left? Could it be because of 'Jing'
Spiritual Pearl'? However, Lord Yaolong has an immortal body, who can force him to this point?"
Puzzled, Lingfeng shook his head slightly, followed Mr. Long's gaze at the lake, and then said: "Old Long! Where is your true body?"
"True body?" Elder Long sighed after hearing this, turned to look at the other party, and said meaningfully: "Dragon Tomb of the East China Sea!"
When Lingfeng heard this, his feet softened, he took a step back, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at the other person with a look of horror.
For a moment, the two of them were speechless. Lingfeng looked at Mr. Long, but Mr. Long lowered his eyes.
"Dragon Tomb? Is it difficult? Has your dragon body fallen?" After a moment, Lingfeng said tremblingly.
"No, not really!" Mr. Long put his hands on his back, turned towards the lake, looked at the place where Han Yu entered the water before, and said slowly: "But it's almost the same! After the serious injury, the situation became critical, and I had to use the 'Ji Pulse'
The cold spring freezes the true body, and the dragon soul enters the dragon element and escapes."
"Who is it? Can you be forced into such a desperate situation, Mr. Long? Looking at the entire continent, there is probably no one who can match your strength so far!"
"It is this kind of thinking that has brought me to this point. Although in terms of strength, no one or beast thousands of years ago can be equal to me. The person who harmed me is none other than my rebellious son, Yaotian." Elder Long said.
, there was a look of helplessness in his eyes.
"Ah~ Third Young Master Tianlong? How could this happen? Isn't he the most filial among Mr. Long's many sons and daughters? Hasn't he always advocated peace and elegance, and hated the practice of martial arts? Why is this happening..." Lingfeng looked very worried.
Surprised, his eyes turned left and right in his deep eye sockets, and he kept thinking.
"Lingfeng! You are my pioneer spiritual pet. That day I ordered you to leave with the dragon ring. In fact, I knew something would happen, but I always had high hopes for Yaotian. I thought he would not be like this.
Cruel-hearted, but..."
"I could have killed the traitor, but I really couldn't do it at the time. At that moment, an undercurrent surged and injured my vitals. Until afterwards, I didn't know who the undercurrent came from. It must have been someone.
Then you are a traitor and a clique!"
"Okay, let's stop talking about old times! Don't be sad. The thing has come to this, and there is no point in being sad. I may not have the time of Long Yue." As he said that, Mr. Long looked at a few blisters on the lake surface.
, eyes tightened on it.
"What do you mean?" Lingfeng looked at the lake and continued: "But even if you can enter the deep palace of the East China Sea, the 'Dragon Tomb' is also full of dangers. Besides, who else in the world can conquer it except you?"
What about the resolution of the 'Extreme Vein Cold Spring'? Third Young Master Tianlong must have done this to you because he wanted to seize your dragon essence!"
Mr. Long didn't speak, just nodded, looking at the more and more bubbles on the lake, smiling slightly, stroking his beard, turned around and said, "Are you ready for what I asked you to prepare?"
"Everything is ready according to your instructions." Lingfeng nodded and responded, then waved his hand, and a large wooden barrel filled with red liquid appeared on the open space by the lake, as well as a stone table and two stone benches.
On the stone table, there is an incense burner and a chess game. If you look closely, you will see that this is an unfinished game, or a game that has just begun. And there are only nine chess pieces, four black, five white, on the chess board.
Stay quietly.
"Well! Lingfeng! Do you know why I entrusted you with this chessboard for safekeeping?" Elder Long looked forward to it, nodded and smiled.
"This subordinate is stupid and doesn't know what Elder Long means." Lingfeng lowered his head slightly and responded.
"No one can open the dragon ring except me. But I am now a body with a remnant soul. Even if I can enter, I cannot control it. And this chessboard and chess pieces are made of dragon tendon scale armor by me. As long as I put it in
It is dissolved into the 'Fajing Powder', and the person who soaks it will have the effect of peeling off the skin and replacing the tendons, and at that time, the Dragon Ring can also be used for it."
"Now I have met a destined person and accepted him as my disciple. The dragon ring is already on him, so..." Mr. Long said and turned to look at Lingfeng.
"So what you mean is to hand over the Dragon Ring to him completely." Lingfeng continued. Seeing Mr. Long nodding, he continued: "The Dragon Ring is so powerful that you have chosen the successor. I will definitely do it."
Try your best to help.”
After he cupped his fists and saluted, he moved his fingers slightly, and a ray of white light hit the chessboard. In the blink of an eye, a tornado of wind swirled around the chessboard, lifting the entire chessboard and spinning it continuously.
The wind cut like a knife, and there was a faint squeaking sound. The chessboard was shattered, and a golden thread intertwined with each other was exposed. At the same time, the nine chess pieces on the chessboard turned into flakes of liquid one by one.
The dragon and phoenix flicked the sleeves, and the swirling wind suddenly disappeared, leaving only a golden filament and nine pieces of liquid. They were floating and squirming in the air as if they were spiritual beings.
"Linger!" Lingfeng called.
"Here, grandpa!" The girl who had been standing aside responded and came to Lingfeng's side.
"Take a drop of your blood and put it into a wooden barrel." Lingfeng said calmly, keeping his eyes fixed on the objects floating in the air.
"yes!"
I saw Ling'er walking towards the wooden barrel and biting her finger. A drop of liquid with five colors dripped from the girl's jade finger. The liquid continued to spread after entering the wooden barrel, rendering the red liquid in the barrel extremely dazzling.
.
"This is?" Mr. Long asked with some confusion.
"Mr. Long doesn't know something. Although his granddaughter Ling'er is young, she is the only phantom beast with the orthodox bloodline of the colorful mink fox in thousands of years. She not only inherited the bloodline of the ancestors of the Spirit Clan, but also inherited the bloodline of the ancestors.
The ability of force." Lingfeng said, showing a long-lost smile.
"Oh? She really is a genius. If Ling Ji knew about it, she would be extremely happy! It's a pity that after she disappeared that year, there was no news about her anymore." Mr. Long said, looking at the girl carefully, looking at her from time to time.
Showing a kind look.
"By the way, none of my subordinates have seen the appearance of our ancestors." Lingfeng's old look showed a hint of helplessness.
"These are all things of the past." Mr. Long said, looking sideways at the surface of the lake, he saw the bubbles rising up like boiling water.
"It looks like Yu'er is about to come out. The Diaohu bloodline is helpful for understanding spiritual arts. With this as a supplement, we will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. Very good! Very good!" Mr. Long stroked his beard and looked at the smile on his face.
It seemed that the sentimental thing he had just discussed had long been forgotten by him.
Seeing this, Lingfeng waved his sleeves towards the dragon tendon scale liquid floating in the air, and a soft wind brought them all into the barrel.
"Chichi~"
There was a sound in the barrel, and a thick mist billowed out from the liquid in the barrel. The barrel was also churning like a lake, like lava boiling.
The bubbles on the lake surface gradually became smaller, and the churning momentum also dissipated, leaving only the remaining clear ripples spreading in the water.
"Bang~"
There was a loud noise, and a water column that was several feet high spurted out from the lake that had just calmed down. As the water column fell, a naked figure floated on the water.
At this time, among the three people watching on the shore, the girl screamed softly and quickly turned her head.
The figure on the water had his eyes closed and his limbs were hanging loosely, as if he was asleep. Seeing this, Mr. Long turned his head to look at Lingfeng and said, "Help him!"
"Yes, Mr. Long!" As he spoke, Lingfeng waved his hands, stretched out his two fingers, and pointed towards the young man. A transparent and visible gas rushed towards the young man's body like wind. Before reaching it, Lingfeng's fingers rotated inwards.
Stirring, I saw the gas wrapping around the young man's body layer by layer like a rope.
As the young man's limbs were entangled with his body, his body floated in mid-air and moved toward the shore on its own, as if being pulled by a rope.
Approaching the lake, you can clearly see that the young man's body is feeling cold. At this time, Mr. Long said: "I'll go help him, and you can protect him." After saying that, his body turned into a golden light.
Get into the dragon ring on the young man's finger.
"Yes, Mr. Long, don't worry!"
The two fingers of Lingfeng danced, and the boy's body floated to the top of the barrel, and then slowly fell down. When the skin stuck to the liquid in the barrel, it made a squeaking sound, like a fish falling into boiling oil.
Even so, the young man still did not open his eyes. Only the body was trembling continuously until the whole body entered the barrel. When the spirit wind retracted its fingers, the gas that bound the young man dissipated.