Self-cultivation of Dragon Palace disciples

What came into view was a vast ocean, and at the end of the line of sight, Feng Ning could vaguely see the land.

This is a huge lake, but the water in the lake is as muddy as mud, and broken branches and some mud are floating everywhere on the lake.

Looking at these floating objects, Feng Ning was very puzzled. He sensed the surrounding water veins a little, and he found that there were three water veins around this huge lake.

Two are tributaries of rivers with unknown names, and one is connected to Jiujiang River.

What surprised him the most was that the water in these three rivers was very normal, but this lake was so turbid.

This made Feng Ning a little confused.

With doubts, Feng Ning cast Water Dungeon again, and the next second he appeared not far from the shore of the lake.

Regarding the use of the water escape spell, Feng Ning feels that he has some experience. If it is where his eyes see, he can use the water escape to reach the place he wants to go very accurately.

If he simply provides mana, then Shui Dun will be based on the strength of the mana he provides, so the location of Shui Dun is unknown.

Like he used it for the first time and sent himself here.

Feeling that she understood Shui Dun a bit more, Feng Ning was still a little happy, this spell is simply a must-have skill for tracking and escaping!

Just some Feilan and blood.

It is also fortunate that he is a dragon, and he may have a relatively good physique. He escaped from the water twice except that he felt a little weak at the beginning.

But soon this feeling disappeared.

This addition and subtraction is equivalent to no loss at all. This is a free-for-all spell!

Just when Feng Ning was secretly delighted, he suddenly discovered that there was actually a group of people gathered on the shore of the lake.

Among the group of people were ordinary people in simple clothes, as well as wealthy country gentry in silk and satin.

However, the expressions on their faces looked the same at this time, with their brows furrowed and their minds heavy.

In front of them was a table for the Eight Immortals, covered with a yellow cloth, and offerings such as incense candles, raw meat, melons and fruits were placed on the table.

A Taoist priest in a navy blue Taoist robe is holding a wooden sword at the table.

The Taoist priest is very thin, with no flesh on his cheeks, and he is very vigorous when he wields the wooden sword.

But it's all ostentatious, without any mana fluctuations.

"Go!"

The Taoist suddenly let out a low shout, pointed at the incense candle with his wooden sword, but he didn't see him lighting the fire, the incense candle ignited by itself!

This move made the sad faces of the gentry behind him look more hopeful.

"This is a capable Daoist!"

When they were secretly happy, Feng Ning's eyes widened. Is this the ancient version of a charlatan?

Those ordinary people don't know, but Feng Ning understands that this Taoist priest doesn't have any magic power. Although he can't figure out how to light the incense candle, it is definitely not a flame driven by magic power.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the Taoist muttering words, and then took out a handful of talisman papers from his arms, and saw that the other party directly threw a stack of talisman papers into the sky, and the talisman papers scattered in the air profusely.

The wooden sword in the Taoist's hand moved faster, chopping and picking, Feng Ning suspected that the other party was just gesticulating there.

But soon, the talisman papers all over the sky were burned up in the air in an instant, and Feng Ning felt a strong mana pouring into the Taoist priest's body from the burnt talisman papers.

Under his amazed eyes, the mana-infused Taoist suddenly stopped his movements and reprimanded the lake with a straight face: "The daring evildoer polluted the lake with turbid water, causing the surrounding people to have no water to use. Harm to the neighbors, today the poor will do justice for the sky, and kill you evil spirit!"

The Taoist priest's voice was upright, and under the blessing of mana, the voice rolled like thunder, echoing over the lake!

But for a moment, the turbid water on the lake suddenly rolled violently, and there was only a loud bang, and in an instant, the turbid waves were surging, and a long cyan snake as thick as a bucket came out of the lake.

This snake was already a full three feet long with only half of its body exposed. It was covered with white prismatic scales, and its back was covered with bluish bony spurs.

The huge and ferocious snake's head is also covered with bone spurs and hard cuticles, and there is a circle of fin-like cuticles at the back of the snake's mouth where it meets the neck.

Where is this snake!It is clearly a dragon!

Green dragon's brown vertical pupils stared coldly at the skinny Taoist, the invisible pressure made the skinny Taoist sweat profusely.

He heard the news that there was a snake demon in this lake making trouble, so he had the courage to come here to eliminate the demon!

But where is this snake demon?

His limbs were stiff at the moment, and he felt that it was very difficult for him to even move.

At the same time, he secretly groaned in his heart, this Qingjiao is actually a big monster with great magic power!Just the aura in his body is several times more powerful than the fairy king he glanced at from a distance back then!

He felt that he was cheated by this group of people!

If he had known that Qingjiao was the villain in this lake, he wouldn't have dared to come if he was killed!

Qing Jiao naturally saw that the Taoist priest in front of him was afraid, his huge head approached slowly, and his throat rumbled like a cow when he breathed.

The airflow from Qingjiao's nostrils made the Taoist's cheeks ache from the blowing, and he couldn't open his eyes. The Taoist robe kept pulling back and clinging to his body, as if he wanted to escape.

"Qing, Qingjiao! You, you...you..." The Taoist trembled and couldn't even speak clearly. He was extremely frightened, afraid that the approaching Qingjiao would eat him whole.

But he obviously thought too much, Qing Jiao just approached him for a closer look, then retracted his head, glanced at him coldly, and then went back into the lake.

After Qing Jiao left, the thin Taoist priest was so frightened that his legs gave way, and he sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his clothes were already wet with his own sweat.

Behind him, there was a group of pale-faced gentry, they were also silent, and the Taoist priest who watched the waste did not rush forward.

After resting for a long time, the skinny Taoist priest felt that his strength had recovered a little. He quickly got up from the ground, not caring about his embarrassing image at this time.

He directly wrapped the yellow cloth on the table of the Eight Immortals, and packed the things neatly. He was extremely skilled in this set of movements. In just a few seconds, he put the cloth bag on his back, and left in a hurry without looking at those people. .

He didn't want to ask the detailed reason, because he knew it would be more troublesome if he asked.

That Qingjiao didn't mean to hurt anyone. After traveling all over the world for so many years, what a charlatan like him who learned heresy is best at observing words and debating things.

There is definitely something hidden in this matter!

He didn't want to get involved in this kind of nonsense, anyway, this Qing Jiao didn't directly hurt people, but polluted the lake water, which shows that Qing Jiao's actions are not ordinary!

The skinny Taoist left, and the gentry didn't dare to stop him.

Although the Taoist priest looked very embarrassed in front of the Qingjiao, no matter what the other party said, he had real skills. How could ordinary people like them dare to entangle with the other party.

Simply let the other party go, there is no loss anyway.