Half a month passed in a blur, and on this day, it was finally the day to start the Dragon Gate Banquet.
The sky was still gray, and Su Cheng and his party were standing in the inn, about to set off to the West Lake.
Ding dong!
Ding dong!
As the sweet voice sounded, ripples appeared in the air all around, and then Su Cheng felt his eyes flicker, and then he came to a splendid palace.
Su Cheng looked around. Even though there were hundreds of people in the huge palace, it still seemed spacious.
Around the palace, there are also the legendary shrimp soldiers, crab generals, clam girls and snail girls. Looking out, you can see the blue water, which is clearly different from the palace.
Obviously, this place should be the Dragon Palace of the West Lake Dragon King.
"Is this... an escape method? It's such a powerful method to move so many people in an instant..."
Taoist Tian said in a solemn voice, looking at the hundreds of people around him, he couldn't help but secretly sighed. The only one who could do this was the Dragon Lord.
From beginning to end, Taoist Tian never noticed any trace, let alone any intention of resisting.
In this case, it is enough to prove that it is easy for the Dragon King of West Lake to kill them.
Su Cheng also sighed secretly in his heart. He had expected this. The Dragon Lord of West Lake was already close to an immortal. If they could resist, it would be a joke. They would also be underestimating the power of the pinnacle being in this world.
Wow!
Suddenly, the previously noisy palace suddenly became quiet, and the void became oppressive, as if time and space had become refined at this moment.
A middle-aged man with a stalwart figure, wearing golden armor, entered the hall at a fast pace and came to the front.
"West Lake Dragon King?"
Su Cheng raised his eyes and looked up, vaguely remembering that it was similar to the figure in his mind, but the face was blurry. He could clearly see it clearly, but he forgot it the next moment.
"What's going on? You can't remember your face?"
Su Cheng looked at Taoist Tian, Zhao Min and others on the side and found that although they didn't say anything clearly, judging from their expressions, it was obvious that everyone had encountered the same situation.
"Everyone, please take a seat. There is no need to be polite here."
Xihu Longjun glanced at everyone in the field, looked at a few of them emphatically, and finally withdrew his gaze and sat on the main seat.
"Thank you, Mr. Long."
Facing such a powerful figure as the Dragon Lord of West Lake, no matter how unruly the demon was, he had to bow his head. For a while, everyone in the venue took their seats and waited for the Dragon Lord's instructions.
However, Lord Long did not speak again at this time. Instead, more than a dozen clam girls came to the palace to dance, with graceful figures and graceful movements. The sound of harps and harps came from the side, which instantly relaxed the atmosphere in the palace.
Su Cheng glanced at the Clam Girl in the field and immediately looked away, still guessing what the West Lake Dragon Lord would do.
Bah!
At this moment, Su Cheng felt a sudden chill in his heart, as if he was being targeted by an unknown entity. Even though there was no malicious intent, it still made him feel on pins and needles, and he almost got up and ran away.
Needless to say, the only one who can do such things in the Dragon Palace is the Dragon King of West Lake.
"Is this checking our identity? Or..."
Su Cheng was on guard. This feeling of being manipulated by others was really uncomfortable.
At this moment, Su Cheng also understood why some people had sufficient cultivation but were unwilling to break the boundary and leave.
You could be an emperor every day in one world, but in another world, you can only be a dog. Except for a few, most people cannot bear this situation.
Wow!
A strong pulling force came, and Su Cheng's soul suddenly became confused, as if it was about to leave the body at the next moment. Seeing countless bright lights rising from the soul, Su Cheng's heart moved, and he gave up resisting, and then in an instant came
We arrived in a gray world.
Swish!
While Su Cheng was hesitating, a storm surged ahead, and then a spiritual light fell, transforming into the appearance of the Dragon King of West Lake before.
"I've met Mr. Long, I wonder who you are?"
Su Cheng bowed and said, "If you are not as powerful as others, there is always no harm in being more respectful."
"Since the immortals and Buddhas in the sky retreated, I haven't seen people from other worlds for a long time."
As soon as West Lake Dragon Lord opened his mouth, Su Cheng felt a chill in his heart.
Although he knew how powerful Long Jun was, it was still a bit magical to realize his own origin just after meeting him.
Goldfinger’s ability has failed?
Or is it that some of the previous speculations about Goldfinger were actually wrong?
For a moment, Su Cheng's state of mind almost made him panic.
"You don't have to worry. Now that the earth's vitality continues to decline, it's difficult for us to go out, and it's difficult for outsiders to come in. However, thousands of years ago, this situation was actually very common. From you and your companions, I noticed the trace of an old friend.
breath……"
West Lake Dragon Lord said calmly, his words seemed to be more intimate.
When Su Cheng heard this, he was in a daze, and a ridiculous guess arose in his mind.
No way?
Couldn't it be Zhang Sanfeng?
According to the West Lake Dragon Lord, Zhang Sanfeng seems to have become an immortal Buddha. Isn't this a bit scary?
Su Cheng was thinking a lot for a while, and he thought of a rumor that Zhang Sanfeng was the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu. He thought it was a bit absurd, but now it seems that it is somewhat possible.
"It seems that you have also thought that my friend is none other than Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang..."
Seeing Su Cheng's relaxed expression, West Lake Dragon Lord smiled and said:
"Before Sanfeng left, he said that several old friends would arrive thousands of years later. It seems that he was talking about you."
The reason why West Lake Dragon King met Su Cheng was not because of Su Cheng's status as a foreigner, but because of Zhang Sanfeng's face.
"The real person... is really beyond expectations."
Su Cheng was also a little sad in his heart. In Yitian World, he was slightly better than Zhang Sanfeng. In Datang World, he started to lag behind. In Liaozhai World, he couldn't even see his back. At this time, he was filled with emotions.
"Long Jun met me this time... is it just for this one thing?"
Xihu Longjun shook his head, looked deeply at Su Cheng, and said:
"I believe you should be curious, why does the king hold this Dragon Gate Banquet?"
Before Su Cheng could respond, West Lake Dragon Lord took a few steps on the spot, frowned, and continued:
"The decline of the vitality of heaven and earth makes it more and more difficult to become an immortal. In order to deal with this situation, I read a lot of secrets in the Dragon Clan and obtained an extremely powerful Taoist method... I cannot tell you the specific situation. I can only say that with the help of
At the Dragon Gate Banquet, I can connect with the fate of hundreds of people here, and gather the power of everyone's fate to help me practice.
This method has advantages and disadvantages for you. I will not force you to wait. You should think about it carefully..."
After saying that, the West Lake Dragon Lord waved his hand, and the world instantly shattered. Su Cheng's eyes flashed, and he returned to the Dragon Palace again.
Quietly taking a look at the West Lake Dragon King who was sitting in the chair, Su Cheng recalled the previous conversation, and a sentence immediately came to his mind:
"Plundering luck and practicing cultivation is indeed a bad feast..."