Hearing Ye Qingyun's question, Mu Yangzi, who was piloting the flying boat, couldn't help but tremble.
Then he looked at Ye Qingyun with a strange expression.
But Ye Qingyun had an innocent and curious look on his face, as if he really thought that the Shuxianglongyuan was a place to raise dragons.
After all, there is a dragon in the name.
"Ahem, Mr. Ye is joking."
Mu Yangzi hurriedly explained.
"Shuxianglongyuan is one of the six major branches of Confucianism. It is located on Yubi Peak. It is not a place to raise dragons."
When Ye Qingyun heard this, he was a little disappointed.
"It turns out to be a Confucian academy. I thought it was for raising dragons."
Ye Qingyun thought to himself, there are cultivators and monsters in this world. .??.
But there seems to be no dragon.
I have never seen a dragon myself.
If I could see the legendary real dragon, it would be exciting just thinking about it.
"Are there dragons in this place in the Central Plains?"
Ye Qingyun still didn't give up and continued to ask.
Mu Yangzi's expression became increasingly strange.
"Um, is the dragon Mr. Ye is talking about a real dragon or some other dragon?"
"If there are dragons like dragons, they will naturally exist in the Central Plains."
Ye Qingyun shook his head repeatedly.
"Of course I'm talking about the real dragon."
Mu Yangzi couldn't laugh or cry.
"There should be no real dragons in the Central Plains."
"At least, Pindao has never heard of a true dragon appearing anywhere in the Central Plains."
"All right."
Ye Qingyun was greatly disappointed.
"It seems that there is no such thing as a real dragon in this world."
Mu Yangzi's face twitched on the side.
There are no true dragons in the Central Plains, but there is a theory that true dragons appear all the time in your Fuyun Mountain.
I have even heard of poor people.
As for Huikong and Jian Tianming, who were standing by the side, they both looked at each other.
They didn't know whether there were real dragons in other places.
But there is definitely a real dragon in Fuyun Mountain.
And there's more than one.
It’s just that everyone and demons in Fuyun Mountain know about the existence of true dragons. Why do you feel like you, the master, don’t know about it?
Even if
You're just pretending, you don't have to be so serious, right?
"Amitabha, the Holy Son's heart that understands the mortal world has never changed from the beginning to the end. It is really admirable to be so firm and consistent!"
Huikong clasped his hands together, still using his own unique way of thinking to understand Ye Qingyun.
The airship flies smoothly.
The speed is quite fast.
However, compared to Mu Yangzi's flying speed, it was naturally much slower.
Half a day later.
The flying boat arrived at Yubi Peak.
"Master Ye, that's Yubi Peak."
Mu Yangzi pointed to the mountain peak not far away that looked like a brush hanging upside down and said.
Ye Qingyun looked around, a little surprised.
It really looks like a brush hanging upside down.
The mountains are majestic.
The weather is extraordinary!
Especially around the mountain peaks, there are clouds lingering, which adds to the beautiful artistic conception.
Ye Qingyun felt a little sour.
Why are the mountains in the Central Plains more beautiful than the others?
Compared with Fuyunshan, my hometown, Fuyunshan suddenly seems a bit rustic.
But then I thought about it.
What am I envious of?
Gold silver nest nest as their own kennel.
If Ye Qingyun is really asked to choose, no matter how many times he chooses, he will still choose Fuyun Mountain.
As soon as the flying boat approached Yubi Peak, it saw several figures flying out from Yubi Peak.
It seemed that they were here to greet Mu Yangzi and others.
"Master Ye, we are here from Shuxianglongyuan."
Mu Yangzi first said something to Ye Qingyun, and then looked at the person coming.
"But the Master of Mu Yangzi of Taixuan Palace?"
The visitor clasped his fists and bowed, with a hearty smile on his face.
It was the director of Shuxianglongyuan who advocated Wenzai.
Behind him were four elders from Shuxianglongyuan.
"Mu Yangzi, a poor Taoist, has met Dean Zhang."
Mu Yangzi bowed and saluted.
Zhang Wenzai smiled broadly and glanced at Ye Qingyun who was standing behind Mu Yangzi without leaving any trace.
I had secret doubts in my heart.
Is this person Ye Qingyun?
Why does it look so ordinary?
There doesn't seem to be any profound cultivation on his body.
On the other hand, the monks and young men behind him could tell something extraordinary at a glance.
Especially that young man.
He possesses an awe-inspiring sword spirit and is definitely a rare swordsman genius.
But why is there a big yellow dog on this flying boat?
Looks stupid.
Zhang Wenzai was confused but remained calm.
"Who is this?"
He also took the initiative to look at Ye Qingyun.
To be continued...