Self-cultivation of Dragon Palace disciples

Unable to figure it out, Feng Ning simply didn't think about it anymore, anyway, the identity of the other party is unknown, and there are no clues at present, all he can do is wait here.

"I hope that Taoist will come again." Feng Ning thought to himself.

Zhang Shuo also seemed to understand that they can only wait here without any clues, so he invited: "You two, instead of waiting for the thief here, why don't you go to the camp with me first, I've already set up drinks for you two .”

Hearing this, Qingyu pursed her lips, blinked her eyes and looked at Feng Ning, as if she listened to you.

"Then let's go, I just left the customs, and I haven't eaten for a long time." Feng Ning rubbed his belly and smiled, accepting Zhang Shuo's invitation.

Zhang Shuo was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly led the way in front of them.

The three of them returned to the sea together, and when they went deeper, Feng Ning saw a temporary camp near a seabed.

There are thousands of sea tribe elite soldiers stationed in the camp, and a group of shrimp soldiers patrolling around.

There are three tables in the middle of the camp, on which drinks and fruits have been placed.

"Two, those people of the human race are really hateful. They enjoy the protection of my East China Sea, but they don't know how to repay them. There are always some people who don't know what to do or what to do to harm my Donghai people!"

After a few glasses of wine, Zhang Shuo began to express his resentment towards the human race with complaints.

Feng Ning and Qing Yu looked at each other, and remained silent without speaking.

Zhang Shuo didn't care about the silent attitude of the two, and continued on his own: "I think back then, there was a flood in the ancestral land of the human race, and there was a big demon Wuzhi Qi Xingfeng who made trouble.

It was the co-lord of the human race, Dayu, who came to the East China Sea to ask for help, and we asked the great god Yinglong to help.

Not only that, the floods were so severe that year, although it subsided, every water vein was unstable, and small floods invaded the coast from time to time.

At that time, the Dragon King tribe was infested by floods all the year round, and the people's livelihood was in decline, so they felt compassionate and sent most of the mixed-blooded dragon tribes in the dragon tribe to suppress the water veins of all parties.

This is the basis for the race to recuperate! "

Feng Ning listened intently, was there such a thing in the flood of feelings back then?

He only remembered Dayu's control of the floods, but the gates of the Three Kingdoms did not enter.

I also seem to have vaguely heard that a water monkey made trouble during this period.However, the version he heard was that the water monkey was captured alive by Dayu and pressed somewhere.

Later, Dayu used the Dinghai Shenzhen needle to measure lakes and rivers, and then built Jiuding to suppress Kyushu.

This is not as detailed as what Zhang Shuo said.

Just when Feng Ning was in a trance, Zhang Shuo snorted coldly and said, "What are human races? A group of people with higher hearts than the sky. If it weren't for our dragon clan to suppress the water veins of lakes and rivers, and clean up the surrounding water for them Monsters, can they develop to this level with peace of mind?"

"Now that I've been reported to the Heavenly Court's thigh, you actually treat me so indifferently to Dragon Palace! I'm so angry!" Speaking of the excitement, Zhang Shuo threw the porcelain bowl in his hand to the ground angrily.

Qingyu was also deceived by the human race, she immediately nodded seriously, and said, "That makes sense!"

But Feng Ning is different, he was still an individual in his previous life!

Now listening to the arrangement of the two left and right in front of me, I naturally feel a little uncomfortable.

He forced a smile and said, "Okay, you don't have to be angry about this. The number of human races is huge. There are always good and bad, and they mix with each other. We can't say that one is bad, and all of them are bad, right?"

"Don't you know that some of the human race enshrines the Dragon King Temple?"

When Zhang Shuo heard this, it was also the same reason, and he took a sip of wine sullenly.

Feng Ning said, "Besides, the lifespan of the human race is limited. The older generation has personally felt the grace of our dragon race, and they will remember it forever. But their descendants are different. For them, these things are like stories in a storybook. How can you feel the same thing?"

Zhang Shuo's two red eyebrows were twitched, he felt that Bai Long's words were very reasonable, but the anger in his heart would always come out for no reason, which made him very unhappy.

"Although what you said is very reasonable, I still don't believe in the human race." Zhang Shuo said in a low voice while drinking his wine with his head down.

Feng Ning naturally didn't think that he could change a person's mind with just a few words.

As long as Zhang Shuo stops complaining.

"By the way, who is the Great God Yinglong you mentioned just now?" Feng Ning deliberately changed the subject, but he was indeed curious about Yinglong.

There are many myths about Yinglong, and Guangfengning has heard several versions.

So he was still very curious about which version Ying Long in this world corresponds to.

"Great God Yinglong?" Zhang Shuo stopped drinking, frowned, and said, "Great God Yinglong is dead, he died while fighting the demons."

Zhang Shuo obviously didn't want to talk about the battle with the demons. After he made a vague sentence, he stopped talking.

This makes Feng Ning very depressed, why do these people like to talk half-talked.

It's itchy.

"I..." Just as Feng Ning was about to say something, he suddenly saw the sea above his head glow red, and an evil aura that disgusted him permeated the sea instantly.

"Here we come!" Zhang Shuo stood up abruptly, and rushed out with the long halberd in his hand.

Feng Ning and Qing Yu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly followed.

At this time, the sky above the sea was already covered by a layer of blood-colored space, and a strong smell of blood wafted over the sea.

As soon as Feng Ning got out, a smell of iron rust penetrated his nostrils directly into his forehead, which made him almost hold his breath.

"This smell is a bit sweet!" Feng Ning complained, and quickly blessed himself with a purification spell.

Without the influence of the smell, Feng Ning has the energy to observe the situation on the sea surface.

At this time, Zhang Shuo had already gotten into a ball with a Taoist. Although the Taoist's strength was ordinary, the red bead in his hand was very strange.

It is covered with tens of thousands of blood threads, like cracks on porcelain, and the surface exudes a strange red evil spirit, and the evil halo is lingering.

Just lightly hitting Zhang Shuo, Zhang Shuo was knocked over several times and landed next to the two of them.

Seeing Fengning and Qingyu, Zhang Shuo panicked and said, "You two, the bead in this Taoist priest's hand is extraordinary. I was just wiped by him, and I felt that the blood in my body was blown away."

Although Zhang Shuo didn't go into details, he also expressed his current state.

Virtual!

Zhang Shuo was also in a state of distress, the bead was too evil, and he felt that all the blood in his body had been sucked away.

Feng Ning narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the Taoist priest who took back the beads slowly.

"Heh~ Today is really lucky, I can meet a flood dragon and a white dragon! Today, I will use your flesh and blood to sacrifice this ghost eye!"

The Taoist priest holds bright red ghost eyes, is full of evil spirits, and is dressed in a black martial attire, automatically and without wind, hunting.

Feng Ning could see clearly that there was an obvious ghost face pattern on the opponent's cuff.

"Ghost Valley!"