Chapter 287: This guy is eight years old?
"I've always heard that the Beiming Sect has the left and right wings of 'Fuyao' and 'Wanli', and their combined strength is comparable to the Twelve Immortal Sects. Today, I met Mr. Wanshan and I know that what he said is true."
In the hall, Lord Canghai reached out and poured a cup of tea for the old man opposite him, showing great respect.
The old man opposite was dressed in a black robe, with a stern look and a stiff face. He didn't seem to be impressed by Lord Canghai's politeness.
"Wan Shanzi is just a poor old man who ranks last among the 'Fuyao Clan'. Lord Cang Hai is the Dharma King of the Demon Sect, extremely noble, so there is no need to be so polite."
Although both of them were flattering, his words seemed a little harsh and more like sarcasm compared to Canghai Jun's.
The Beiming sect is not a monolithic entity.
The top leaders of the entire sect are divided into two factions: the "Fuyao Clan" and the "Wanli Clan".
Among them, there is no limit on the number of members in the "Fuyao Clan". Once one's cultivation reaches the peak of all things, one can join, so the number of people is slightly larger.
There are only nine "Wanli Tu" members, and there are only two ways to join. One is to wait for one of them to die, and the other is to challenge one of them, kick him out of Wanli Tu, and join yourself.
The head of the Beiming sect is not permanent, but needs to be re-elected every thirty years, and usually no one serves for more than sixty years.
Whichever faction becomes the head of the sect will have a slight advantage.
The two sects have different philosophies and have fought countlessly over the past 20,000 years. Although there are only nine Wanli disciples, they have always been as good as the Fuyao sect.
But when it comes to the belief in "Kun", both factions have no problems.
They all believed that "Kun" would one day transform into Peng and lead the Beiming Sect to ascend to heaven. However, the "Fuyao Clan" would be on the left wing, and the "Wanli Clan" would be on the right wing.
Soaring up to ninety thousand miles.
The fights between the two factions were mostly healthy competitions, based on the number of dragons captured and giant Kuns fed.
The Beiming believers who had previously traded with Canghai Jun belonged to the Fuyao faction. If they could capture a pure-blooded real dragon and bring it back to Beiming, the reputation of the Fuyao faction would definitely be greatly enhanced.
It will also be helpful for the upcoming election of the leader, so the Fuyao people attach great importance to this transaction.
But the deal was a complete failure.
None of the Beiming believers who went to Shenluo City to receive the baby thunder dragon came back, and the leaders of the Fuyao Clan were very angry.
Wan Shanzi came to Shenluo City this time to bring punishment upon his troops.
Lord Canghai sensed the anger in the other party's words.
With a slight smile, "Wang Shan must be confused about the last transaction. Don't worry. I will tell you everything I know."
Wan Shanzi snorted, "Okay, I only know that we sent someone to give you the 'Kun Suction Power' as agreed, but we didn't bring back the pure-blooded real dragon as agreed. I'd like to see how Lord Canghai explains it."
"Before Mr. Wanshan came to me, he must have investigated elsewhere." Lord Canghai said, "This is naturally not my problem, but someone ruined the deal. Now... he is also my enemy."
"I don't care what enemies you have." Wan Shanzi looked at Cang Haijun: "You got the power of Kun Suction, but we didn't get the pure-blooded dragon. So do you have the obligation to help us catch the pure-blooded dragon? And then, avenge those dead believers?"
“It’s natural.”
Canghai Jun agreed very readily.
This surprised Wan Shanzi quite a bit.
"Oh? Then what is Lord Canghai going to do?"
"To be honest, most of my men have been killed..." Lord Canghai smiled bitterly, "But I already know a lot about that man. Mr. Wanshan wants me to help capture a pure-blooded dragon, and I can give you some ideas. But if you want me to take action, I may not be able to do it."
"in addition……"
"Capturing the dragons is possible." Lord Canghai said slowly, "If you want to avenge those believers..."
"I advise you to give up this idea."
…
Baby Thunder Dragon has been very happy these two days.
Although the devil who looked like a little Taoist priest threatened to make him a vegetarian, he was just talking. He didn't care when the fox sister with a warm big tail secretly gave him meat.
Today he went out to exorcise evil spirits for someone again. I don't have to be afraid of him anymore and I can walk around in the Taoist temple.
Although the wretched brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes and the Taoist grandpa with long hands and black face often snatched his food, which made him a little annoyed.
But they will also play with me, so if you think about it this way, it’s not a loss.
Moreover, ever since someone drew a drop of his blood.
Every day, the devilish little Taoist priest would inject a bit of very powerful, warm and comfortable energy into his body. He told himself not to use it, but to keep it in his body to circulate and replenish the lost vitality.
But the little fat dragon felt very clearly that the lost power was replenished on the first day. Every day after that, that little bit of spiritual power was used to accelerate its growth.
Its power has been growing for several days, each day growing faster than the past year.
Whenever that trace of power flows through its body, it can feel that the sealed innate magical powers in its sea of consciousness are ready to move.
That's right, a large part of the dragon race's inheritance does not need to be learned, but can be engraved into the child's sea of consciousness when the parents are pregnant. As the child grows up, these talents will gradually be unlocked as their strength grows.
The trace of spiritual power injected by Li Chu was enough for Xiao Feilong to unlock every powerful innate magical power.
But it doesn't dare to use it easily again.
Because in just a few months of getting along, the devilish little Taoist priest has made Xiao Feilong realize an extremely realistic concept.
money.
Broken vases cost money, broken door frames cost money, cracked floor tiles cost money, broken railings cost money...
And all of this will eventually be converted into money to buy chicken legs.
Therefore, it cannot use its magical powers at will.
It has to be endured!
According to this trend, within three years, it will become a Dragon King-level being.
By then.
Little Fatty Dragon imagined the scene where his wretched brother and his black-faced grandfather were kneeling on the ground, shouting exaggeratedly, "The three-year period has arrived, welcome the Dragon King to eat chicken legs."
I couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Then……
Suddenly, it smelled a strange fragrance.
It smells ridiculous.
This was the first time in its short eight-year life that it smelled something more fragrant than chicken legs.
It's drunk.
Little Feilong followed the scent all the way to the wall and felt that the scent came from outside, but...
After the last incident, everyone sternly told it not to cross the wall.
In order to make it understand the matter more clearly, Dulanke led a horse out, then came back and whipped the horse a few times, saying that the horse was beaten because it saw something bad outside.
This is used as a warning to the little fat dragon to not climb over the wall.
But……
It smells really good.
After hesitating for a while, the little fat dragon glared and clenched his little paws into fists.
I am already a mature little dragon.
Have extremely strong self-control ability.
I didn't climb over the wall to do anything bad. I just wanted to see the good stuff that wouldn't hurt anyone and not see the bad stuff.
Hmm! Thinking this way, Xiao Feilong took the first sinful step...
With a light leap, he climbed over the wall.
The fragrance seemed to have a kind of magic that completely bewitched it, like an invisible dotted line, pulling Xiao Feilong along the wall of Deyun Temple all the way south and running out of an entire alley.
It finally stood still because the surroundings seemed a little unfamiliar.
After all, it was still a child, and although the fragrance was very tempting, it was still a little scared.
At this moment, countless chains suddenly sprang out from all directions. These chains instantly intertwined and integrated into a seamless iron net, which tightly covered the little fat dragon! Bang——
The iron net fell to the ground with a heavy thud! There were a few whistling sounds, and several men in black robes appeared around with evil smiles on their faces.
"Hey, this dragon mint is really useful."
A man was putting on a gourd, and there seemed to be some golden powder in the gourd, and the fragrance was emanating from it.
"Yes, the temptation of this thing to the dragons is irresistible." Another person laughed and said, "It's just that the adult dragons are all very cunning and know that the more they face temptation, the more cautious they should be. But this eight-year-old dragon doesn't know that."
"This is not just a simple eight-year-old dragon, it's an eight-year-old pure-blooded dragon!" Another person laughed and said, "The previous group of people didn't bring it back, it was God Kun who destined to give us the credit! Haha."
A few people were chatting and laughing, and were about to pull up the iron net to suppress the little fat dragon with magic weapons.
Suddenly, one of them exclaimed: "What is this light?"
"Um?"
When everyone looked down, they found that the iron net engraved with countless talismans and capable of perfectly suppressing a thousand-year-old dragon suddenly emitted a golden light from the gaps.
Then……
The next second, the golden light suddenly enveloped everyone around!
One hundred thousand heavenly thunders!
In an instant, everyone was numb.
Only one thought flashed through their minds.
"This guy is eight years old?!"
Happy 12th day of the new year to everyone.
(End of this chapter)
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