Yun Zhongzi knew very well that with the magical power of Tongtian Cult Master, he naturally knew where Bixi was.
He made Yun Zhongzi go around in such a big circle, probably because he had other plans.
The Bixi has not yet been found, and even if it is found, it is still unknown whether the stone tablet can be retrieved.
After all, Biyi is one of the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon. He has a very long Taoist age and his level of strength is even more difficult to estimate.
Yun Zhongzi, however, was not too worried. He had the Tai Chi talisman on his body and the magical ability to shrink to an inch, so he could escape even if he couldn't be beaten.
Now, the key to whether we can find Bixi lies in how Huanglong performs.
The next morning, the Dragon King of the East China Sea hosted a banquet again and invited Master Huanglong and Yun Zhongzi to attend.
This kind of thing is just like ordinary people celebrating the New Year. One or two meals of big fish and meat are fine, but eating it every day is unbearable.
Most of the disciples of Chanjiao strictly abide by the rules and do not attach importance to food and drink. When attending banquets, they only drink a few glasses of plain wine and sit around the rest of the time.
"I said, I will tell you the truth!"
"this……"
"What he means is that we need to pay more."
So he used the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills to turn into a speck of dust and quietly slipped into the Taoist robe of Master Huanglong.
Master Huang Long calmed down after hearing this, and then he noticed a vague sense of voyeurism.
Now there are only Xiaolong and the two immortals in the hall, so we can talk about our love."
"This matter is a secret of our dragon clan, but since the immortals are both from the dragon clan, it doesn't matter if we know about it."
Most likely he was wary, fearing that the news would reach other people's ears."
"Brother, I am in your sleeve."
"If you really have this intention, Pindao will go back to the mountain in person to ask the master for advice."
Yun Zhongzi preached the Tao through the Yuxu method.
"In that case, Pindao, an outsider, can just leave the palace now."
Ao Guang became more and more embarrassed when he saw this. He picked up the wine bottle and drank another glass.
Master Huang Long was reminded and noticed Ao Guang's thoughts, and became a little more alert.
If not, how could the Beihai Sanren dare to bully our Dragon Palace?"
Yun Zhongzi heard the words and sent another message.
Master Huang Long pondered for a moment before speaking.
Master Huang Long's face turned cold and he said nothing.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
"Senior brother, what are you talking about? The Dragon King is the co-leader of the dragon clan in the world, how can he not treat you as a fellow clansman?
Yun Zhongzi and Huang Long were quite satisfied when they saw that the palace was quiet, so they paid tribute to the Dragon King and then took their seats.
Yun Zhongzi thought about it, raised his hands and said.
Yun Zhongzi had intended to bring Huang Long and Ao Bing together seven years ago. At that time, he did not know Bixi's whereabouts in the Dragon Palace. He did this just to help the Chan Sect win over allies.
“Yu the Great once controlled the floods and threw a piece of magical iron into the East China Sea.
Ao Guang saw that he could not provoke him, so he immediately poured out the bitter water.
Ao Guang was overjoyed when he heard this and finally relented, willing to tell the secret.
Although Xiaolong borrowed the legacy of his ancestors and luckily reached the realm of Golden Immortal, he was not good at killing.
But now Yun Zhongzi wants to find Bixi's whereabouts, and even if the banquet is filled with nine large intestines, he still has to go.
"Is it because I became a member of Yuxu's sect because I am a poor man, so you no longer regard me as a kinsman?
If that's the case, what I just said is just child's play."
Although this banquet is not held every day, it was held for a full six hours yesterday, which was really torturous.
There were no graceful dancing girls in the hall today, only two musicians with their faces covered in plain gauze playing the piano and playing music.
Master Huanglong picked up the wine bottle and drank a piece.
"This old Dragon King wants to tie the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea and even the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas to our big ship of enlightenment.
Even so, the Dragon Clan is like a man with a treasure in his possession, and he doesn’t know when he will hand over this family fortune to others.”
"Yi Ze? Could it be the inheritance of the ancestral dragon?"
After Master Huang Long finished speaking, he closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the piano.
Yun Zhongzi and Zhenren Huanglong looked at each other. They knew that Ao Guang was asking for something, and now they were a little more confident about finding Bixi's whereabouts.
Yun Zhongzi grasped the sleeves of Zhenren Huanglong and persuaded him with a smile.
He heard Ao Guang talk about using the legacy of his ancestors to break through the realm, and he immediately knew that the legacy was the secret about Bi Xi's whereabouts.
Master Huanglong's footsteps stagnated when he heard this. Fortunately, Ao Guang was lowering his head and thinking at the moment and didn't notice it.
Yun Zhongzi transmitted the message thus.
"Today, the Four Seas Dragon Palace is a family property left by our ancestors. When it was passed down to Xiaolong's generation, it was already much worse than before.
Ao Guang looked troubled and stammered, unable to explain.
Ao Guang heard this but remained silent.
Master Huang Long sighed and quickly got up and chased after him.
"I have sent my ministers back to their respective places. Nezha's nephew is having fun with my son, and most likely he doesn't want to come to the banquet at this moment.
"The immortal praises me so much that Xiaolong cannot bear it."
Ao Guang sighed after hearing this, seeming quite ashamed.
In order to deceive others, my father buried a picture scroll handed down from his ancestors under this magic iron.
Ao Guang just wanted to slap himself a few times at this moment.
Yun Zhongzi picked up the wine bottle, smiled gently, drank it down in one gulp, and then took a step out of the palace.
"The Dragon King is really wise and thoughtful, no wonder he was able to accumulate such a huge fortune."
Ao Guang:???
"Junior brother, I will go with you as my brother."
Upon hearing this, Master Huanglong stopped and turned around.
Ao Guang raised the wine bottle and explained with a smile.
In the Crystal Palace, Ao Guang sat in the main seat, looking forward to it. He didn't sit upright until the soldiers were informed.
Although there are many drawbacks to this matter, the gains in the future will only be greater, so there is no harm in accepting it."
"Senior Huanglong didn't know that the Nine Sons of Ancestral Dragon have long since disappeared without a trace.
Yun Zhongzi did not come back. After all, he was not a real dragon. It would not be good to eavesdrop so openly.
Although Huang Long has worshiped the Chan Cult, he is also the body of a real dragon. The more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became. He was about to express his stance, but suddenly he heard the message.
"Don't rush."
Just now, in order to establish the backing of Chanjiao, he spoke a little too eagerly, and inevitably made some omissions, and actually revealed the biggest secret of the Dragon Palace.
Ao Guang is indeed a human being... a dragon spirit. He calmly changed his title from "Shangxian" to "Senior".
What's more, the cultivation level of the Dragon King of the Four Seas is not low, and you have the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal, even if you leave the Dragon Palace, you will be considered good."
When Ao Guang saw that the cooked duck was about to fly, he was so anxious that he finally gritted his teeth and drove away the two musicians.
True Master Huanglong really didn’t want to see his own people being made into delicacies and sent to heaven.
"It's just that I, junior, have something to ask for."
Ao Guang raised his head and looked at Master Huanglong seriously.
After Ao Guang finished speaking, he sighed again, picked up the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.
"The Dragon King was joking, no matter how declining our dragon clan is, there are still nine sons of the ancestral dragon in the world.
The three dragon kings of the West Sea, the North Sea, and the South Sea are nothing but immortals.
"Don't worry, Pindao will try his best to protect the Four Seas Dragon Clan at any time."
Although this magical iron is extremely heavy, it is of little use. No one has coveted it in recent years, and naturally no one knows about the scroll.
It was only a few decades ago that Xiaolong heard that the great catastrophe was coming, and then he realized that his cultivation was not enough, so he took out the picture scroll.
This picture may seem ordinary, but it contains thousands of years of magical power and spiritual enlightenment of the ancestors of the Dragon Clan. After the little dragon obtained this treasure, he entered the realm of the Golden Immortal."
After Ao Guang finished speaking, he took out a piece of dark yellow oil paper from his arms.