I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but when Feng Wu looked at Qinglong again, she suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes of life flowing out of his every frown and smile.
Ancient and eternal.
It has always been hidden in the shadow of Chinese history. There is not a word recorded in official history, and it is everywhere.
Qinglong glanced at Feng Wu and shook his head calmly: "Feng Wu, immortality is not as good as you think."
"It is a blessing and a curse."
"Everyone you know is dead in front of you. Looking around, there is no old friend in this huge world."
"The skills you have mastered are being eliminated one by one."
"The things you care about will become a thing of the past one by one."
Halfway through Qinglong's words, Chen Yang suddenly interrupted:
"I'm afraid that if you live forever, you will have a thousand years of cause and effect."
"Longevity comes with a price, right?"
When Chen Yang said this, he was thinking of the Dragon Lord in the Dragon Gate world.
Five hundred years ago, in order to cross the river and enter the sea, the two sides of the strait were Zeguo, and many people were like fish and shrimps.
In the next five hundred years, Longjun suppressed the area and made Longmen County a forbidden place for gods, men and demons.
Here, it is not the cause and effect of thousands of years.
The cause and effect of transforming into a dragon will last for five hundred years, and there will be second and third responsibilities and burdens in the future.
What will be the cause and effect of immortality?
Qinglong nodded calmly.
"Of course there is."
“Every effect has a cause.”
"Whether the effect comes first or the cause comes first, this is cause and effect."
"A thousand years of immortality is the result, and a thousand years of protection is the cause."
Chen Yang pondered for a moment, then showed a look of surprise.
Feng Wu frowned and looked at Qinglong with bated breath.
Qinglong stretched out his right hand and spread it out in front of Chen Yang and Feng Wu, like a foolish mortal showing his palm prints in front of a fortune teller.
Chen Yang and Feng Wu glanced at each other, their brows twitching.
It doesn't look like a human palm or a human palm print.
Most of Qinglong's palms are flat, unlike ordinary people's palms which are covered with extremely complicated fine lines.
Only in the middle, where the upper and lower parts are transected and the fingers and the base of the palm are completely separated, is there a line one centimeter thick.
Beyond this palm line, which crosses the palm, there are faintly visible scales, and its shape is like a dragon that wants to ride on the wind and soar through the nine heavens.
In his palm, he holds a dragon.
"Dragon... dragon..."
Feng Wu could not help but tremble and make a sound.
What she saw before her eyes slowly changed from an ordinary-sized palm to an odd-shaped palm print.
Feng Wu saw that Qinglong's palm kept getting bigger and turned over violently, as if the sky was tilting.
Before she could scream in surprise, she saw a green-gold divine dragon rising from the Chinese land, calling for wind and rain, and swooped down.
He pounced on Feng Wu.
In Feng Wu's field of vision, all she could see were pieces of fine blue-gold scales that kept enlarging and then enlarging, from filling the entire field of vision to becoming like a complete world, shrouding her inside.
Then, she saw the changes in a family over several generations.