The Beiming Fanyang of the Jiaolong clan is information that needs to be kept absolutely confidential to the clan, and can only be known to the absolutely loyal and core members of the clan.

Even if they are close allies, it is impossible for them to let the other party know, otherwise... Just look at what Long Long and Long Hu got after entering the Fusang Secret Realm of the Jinwu Clan, and you can roughly understand something.

After all the Black Turtle clan left, Long Long began to inspect and spy on the construction technology of the secret realm as the clan leader.

To open up a secret realm, we must first interrupt the originally continuous space here.

The formation masters of the Jiaolong clan used a space-cutting formation called "Wu Cai".

This kind of formation has been lost today, so the various secret realms that have survived to the present were basically created in ancient times.

With a great sense of mission to "restore the lost formation to the world", Long Long watched the formation techniques of these formation masters throughout the whole process.

It has to be said that there is a reason why these formations were lost - they are too complicated, second only to the formation in the Guixu Palace in terms of complexity.

Hundreds of formation masters joined the battle and spread the formation patterns over hundreds of miles. Even though Long Long had extremely strong attainments in formation, he did not have Luo Yan's ability to understand everything at a glance, and it was impossible for him to remember the work content of these hundreds of formation masters.

There’s no other way, Ajing, scan!

While the Kunlun Mirror was busy scanning, Long Long was not idle either. He continued to play the role of the overbearing patriarch and asked Elder Changxiao, who was in charge of supervision, about matters in the secret realm.

"We don't plan to fix the entrance to the secret realm of Beiming Fanyang in a certain place." Elder Changxiao stroked his beard and said proudly, "Because if the enemy wants to find the entrance to our secret realm, based on the name 'Beiming Fanyang', they will definitely search from the sea."

"They certainly didn't expect us to hide it in an iceberg and let it float freely on the sea."

Long Long thought carefully for a moment, then looked at the many icebergs in the distance, and had to admit that it was true.

Who would have thought that the entrance to the secret realm would be located in the floating icebergs?

What if an iceberg collides with another iceberg? What if it drifts to the warm South China Sea and melts?

The most important thing is, what if the tribesmen go out and come back and can’t find the entrance?

There are more than 100,000 icebergs in the Beiming Fanyang. Can you consider the user experience?

Thinking about how the Xuanwu clan had controlled the North Sea of ​​Beizhou for so long, but couldn't find the entrance to Beiming Fanyang at all, Long Long was silent for a long time before nodding and saying:

“Really, safety comes first.”

"That's a good idea, clan leader." Elder Changxiao laughed.

After another half a day, the general framework of the secret realm was completed.

Just when the formation masters were about to design the interior of the secret realm, the illusion was suddenly shattered.

Long Long:?

Returning to the original room, Long Long said with a dissatisfied expression:

"A Jing, what's going on? I haven't learned the formation techniques for the rest of the game yet!"

Are you the one who is learning? Am I not the one scanning and recording for you?

Kunlun Jing wanted to scold him, but he said:

"I have tried my best to extend it for you, but the illusion is only so long, and the power radiation of the fragments of the main body is also limited."

"It's so disappointing." Long Long complained, "For the next fantasy, it would be better if there were less romantic plots like last time and more meaningful knowledge learning scripts, right?"

"Of course, of course." Kunlun Jing handled it skillfully.

"Hey, you're just trying to fool me." Long Long suddenly became alert, "You can't decide the type of script, right?"

"Haha." Kunlun Jing smiled perfunctorily, "It's hard to say. I still need to study it."

Long Long: ...

Ajing, Ajing, when did you become so smart?

Who led my Ajing astray?

He thought with great sorrow, but nodded on the surface:

"Well, I'll leave it to you, Jing. You won't let me down, right?"

After a few more days, Long Long led everyone to explore many secret places.

Unfortunately, we were not as lucky as on the first day to find the information left behind by the ancient Xuanwu clan.

The illusion also began to become very boring, it was just a replay of historical issues, which made Long Long lose the energy to act.

Finally, the ancestors came out of the mountains and gathered the younger generations who were wandering outside.

Long Long carefully counted the surroundings and found that the leopard demon slave was not among the crowd.

Long Long didn't quite believe that this guy was dead. He probably used some kind of camouflage magic and hid in the crowd.

"Ajing, scan!"

Kunlun Mirror scanned over and said:

"No."

"Really?"

"Really not."

Could it be that the guy is dead? Long Long began to think about it.

Good hell! I love warriors, but I can't stand this kind of bad guys who kidnap people!

Everyone rode on the handkerchief magic weapon, flying higher and higher into the air, and finally passed through the cracks in the cliff and landed back on the Shenlong Island.

Returning to the side hall, Patriarch Canglong turned around and asked:

"Did you gain anything this time?"

"Yes." Long Long presented the jade slip respectfully.

"Very good." Patriarch Canglong took the jade slip, read it carefully for a moment with his spiritual sense, and then handed it to Immortal Xuanwu.

The old turtle also read it slowly before returning it to the ancestor Canglong.

"What reward do you want this time?" Ancestor Canglong said with satisfaction, "Choose for yourself."

He took out four items, placed them on the stone table, and asked the four people to choose.

As for Gui Ling'er, the Xuanwu Immortal was in charge of her reward, so she followed the old turtle and left first.

Everyone looked at the table and saw four objects: a flying sword, an elixir bottle, a magic weapon, and a scroll.

The flying sword was bright white, with the outline of a broadsword, but its edge was not sharp; the elixir bottle was made of white porcelain, with a wooden stopper on it, and no one knew what was inside.

The magic weapon is a pair of wind chimes with golden auspicious clouds on them; the scroll is made of paper and tied with a red rope.

Since Patriarch Canglong said on the surface that he wanted everyone to choose, but the item he took out was the same for each person, it means that he has actually already prepared the most suitable reward for everyone - it just depends on whether everyone has self-awareness.

Thinking of this, he began to think:

I have the Dragon Roar Immortal Sword, and Longhu has the Fox Roar Immortal Sword, but neither of us knows how to wield a sword with both hands, so there is no need for a second sword.

Qin Zhou's sword-wielding skills are better than Qin Ye's, so this sword should be prepared for Qin Zhou.

The pill bottle most likely contains high-level pills such as those for purifying blood. Qin Ye has the lowest cultivation level among the four, so the pills are prepared for her.

As for me and Dragon Fox, who has weaker combat power and needs this magic wind chime more?

Long Long smiled slightly, reached out to take the scroll, and handed the wind chime to Long Hu.

Looking at Patriarch Canglong again, he indeed saw a look of admiration on his face.

When the scroll was opened, there were large pieces of text written on it, which were various secret bloodline spells of the dragon clan.

The name is "Dragon Puppet Prisoner Soul Avoiding Death Secret Scroll".

On the other side, Gui Ling'er also received the reward from Xuanwu Immortal, and heard the old turtle ask quietly:

"how?"

"What?" Gui Ling'er asked puzzledly.

"Qin Zhou." The old turtle said, "What do you think of this person?"

Gui Ling'er thought for a moment and said seriously:

"A gentle and weak person who rarely makes decisions, a dog that guards the status quo."

"Where's Qin Ye?"

"Golden sculptures and jade puppets, at the mercy of others."

"What about the dragon fox?" asked the Xuanwu Immortal again.

"She is trapped in the boudoir like a bird in a cage." Gui Ling'er said disdainfully.

"Longlong?"

This time Gui Ling'er thought about it carefully for a long time.

"If the marriage partner is him, I have no objection."

Xuanwu Immortal listened quietly and smiled slightly:

"It's a pity that he doesn't like you."

"I'm afraid not." Gui Ling'er shook her head and said, "With his bloodline status, it is difficult for him to decide on his own marriage. Who he will marry in the future depends on the diplomatic inclinations of the dragon race."

"I just wonder if our Black Turtle clan still cares about the friendship of our ancestors?"