Chapter 222 I am the dragon!

Yaoshao often came to chat with Longji and enlighten the young dragonborn.

Long Ji was still unhappy, but he started reading books and talking to Yaoshao about the voice in his head.

Long Ji didn't feel that the chaotic dragon language was a burden.

"At first, I thought they were noisy. But in fact, there were many dragons leaving messages. They left their stories and spells, hoping that those who came after them would remember them."

“The dragon looks majestic, but it also has a lot of troubles.”

"I heard a dragon say that its scales often fell off, especially on its neck and head, which made it look very embarrassing. It even had to use the scales of other animals to stick to its exposed skin."

"The dragon said that it had a terminal disease, and the scales around its head and neck would eventually fall off, turning it into a plucked chicken... No dragon spell could stop the scales from falling off."

"It finally found a secret medicine that could make the hair grow back thick, coarse black hair where it had fallen off. Then its entire head was covered with long, thick hair like weeds."

"These hairs could not be eradicated, and they kept growing longer and longer, until they completely covered its head. This caused it to suffer a great loss when it was fighting an enemy, and it was eventually seriously injured and died."

"There was also a dragon that created a powerful forbidden spell that was powerful enough to destroy a country. But the killing power was too great, and the dragon itself was injured in the explosion and then killed by a sneak attack from its mortal enemy..."

Long Ji talks about the regrets left by the dragon clan.

Medicine Spoon listened patiently.

What medicine spoon said most to Longji was.

"Young people should eat more, eat more, read more, and get enough rest."

After one day, the medicine spoon never came again.

Long Ji in the room waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but open the door and ask the scholars about the situation outside.

He learned from the scholars that the prophet Medicine Spoon had passed away yesterday.

Lu Yao saw that Long Ji had a question mark on his head at first, and he seemed to still not believe it. He went out and saw the tombstone where the prophet was buried behind the temple, and then he completely gave up.

He squatted beside the tombstone, motionless for a long time.

Then a mess suddenly appeared above Longji's head, white light flashed on his body, his health points dropped a lot, and a ball of light surrounded the tombstone.

A ghost appeared on the tombstone, it was the medicine spoon.

"Is this the dragon language spell?" An exclamation mark appeared above the medicine spoon ghost's head.

A sad expression with drooping eyes appeared on Long Ji's head: "Teacher Yaoshao, I'm sorry, if I could have learned some dragon language spells earlier, maybe I could have saved you."

"Don't worry, death is not something to be afraid of, it's just part of the journey."

The Ghost Prophet comforted him: "Besides, Lord Yaoshen has already built Saniro for us. It is the habitat of ghosts. I will not disappear, I will just change my life."

"Longji, you have a talent that many people only dream of."

Medicine Spoon said, "Remember? You said, because a dragon is a dragon."

"The Dragon King is majestic because the Dragon Nest is located in the north. The cold northern continent has always been peaceful and stable. Even if a war between gods breaks out in a distant place, the flames of war cannot cross the border drawn by the Dragon Nest."

"People revere the Dragon's Nest and praise the Dragon King because it is the faithful guardian of the gods, the support of the northern continent, and the watcher of the roof of the world. Everyone sees everything it does and is grateful for it."

"You were born in the north, so you should know that the original dragons were not like this. At that time, everyone was full of fear of dragons, and there were countless people who wanted to challenge and break into the dragon's nest."

"Led by the Dwarf Adventure Group's Blast Furnace Strange Man, many adventure groups and monks have tried to challenge the Dragon King."

"But now, if there are still people who have this idea, we would probably think they are either crazy or stupid."

Medicine Spoon said: "A dragon is a dragon, but this is also the dragon's choice. Between being a monster and being great, it chooses the latter, which is more difficult but full of fulfillment."

"What I can tell you is that it's a great feeling when you prove to the world that what you do has an extraordinary positive impact and that many people follow in your footsteps..."

An exclamation mark appeared above Longji's head.

"Okay, I've been nagging for too long. This is a common problem among old people."

"Goodbye then. I will go to the South to visit my old friends."

"Good luck."

The ghost slowly disappeared.

Two little men appeared above Longji's head and began to fight each other.

Finally, the two little men merged into one.

A light bulb lit up in Longji's head, and he said to himself: "A dragon is a dragon, a dragon is a dragon..."

"A dragon is a dragon."

"A dragon is a dragon!"

"I am the dragon!"

The young dragonborn prophet spread his arms and waved his broad bat wings. Although he couldn't fly, his momentum was completely different.

Lu Yao double-clicked the mouse and found that Long Ji had one more ability.

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[Spell of Necromancer]: Dragon spell, calling the ghost of the dead through corpses or remains. Longji triggers the spell by sacrificing a portion of blood.

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Lu Yao exclaimed that it was outrageous.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Although he is easily judged as autistic by outsiders, Longji is a genius in dragon magic and is more like a pure-blooded dragon than Pasha.

Lu Yao immediately gave him some encouragement.

The lv up↑ icon above Longji's head kept lighting up.

Lu Yao consumed a total of 5,500 points of faith to upgrade him to level 10, which is also the most cost-effective stage.

Long Ji knelt on the ground and said, "Great God Yao, thank you for your blessing. I will do my best to exert my abilities and become a prophet like Teacher Yaoshao."

He stood up, glanced at the tombstone, then turned and entered the temple.

In the following period of time, Longji rarely went out.

He had been sitting inside the temple, facing the wall in the corner.

Oval-shaped chaotic dragon language continued to appear above Longji's head.

He tried to decipher it and recorded it on the wall with charcoal pencil. The whole wall was covered with various symbols and handwritings. After each record was complete, he copied the content on parchment for preservation.

This is a huge project, and the dragon language itself is full of confusion, so it takes a lot of time and patience to sort it out.

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Lu Yao focused his attention on Yaocheng itself.

The death of the prophet Medicine Spoon led many citizens to spontaneously wear sacred flowers, hold torches, and mourn in front of the monument.

Because the prophet said so.

——Fire is our friend.

Compared with the previous two prophets of Yaocheng, Yaoshao turned this holy city into the most stable city in the world. She made gradual attempts based on stability and finally brought the magic potion into being.

She fulfilled her goals and wishes as a prophet, combining theology and medicine, which had a huge impact on the entire world and served as a guide for the extraordinary era.

Lu Yao recalled.

Since Yaoshao became the prophet of Yaocheng, he has never worried about this city. He is more concerned about Yancheng next door, Saniluo in the south, and even the Tree Crown City in the experimental area.

Perhaps I subconsciously felt that there would be no problems in Yaocheng.

A good warrior may not have great achievements.

Different from Shangli and Tonghai who managed to turn the tide, Yaoshao never allowed any threat to happen. This is the most stable settlement in the whole world.

No matter how reluctant he was, Yaoshao had already put down his burden and went to the south to start a new life.

Lu Yao could only look forward.

Yaoshao's departure did not affect the order of Yaocheng.

The Temple Society is still operating as usual. Qiubirol has inherited the position of head of the society and is leading the entire society to continue researching potions, managing the city, and spreading and maintaining the faith in God.

In the temple, the prophet Longji was concentrating on recording and translating the dragon language.

From then on, the prophet no longer had to manage the city of Yao. Administration and theology were further separated, and each could focus on their own areas of expertise.

(End of this chapter)