"Is this the reincarnated sage? His aura is quite good, but I think he's just a direct descendant of one of the twelve sects of Taoism. Nothing particularly remarkable about him."
In a corner of a palace, an old Taoist priest with a pair of crystal-clear red dragon horns on his forehead quietly observed the young man being led by the newly enthroned Dragon King on a tour of the Dragon Palace.
After glancing at it twice, he turned around and started discussing with the old men behind him. But as soon as he finished speaking, the Dragon King, dressed as a wealthy man, standing next to him, turned his head away and looked elsewhere, while coughing lightly.
"Hey, people are looking this way."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest with the red horn was startled and turned around, only to find himself staring at the young man who was being secretly observed. The old Taoist priest immediately smiled kindly, nodded to the young man, and then disappeared around the corner of the palace, avoiding Feng Bingwen's gaze.
"This kid has incredibly sharp intuition!"
Seeing the teasing looks from his old friends beside him, the old Taoist priest Chijiao awkwardly tried to save face.
"You old codger, I asked you to use magic to cover it up, and you wouldn't do it. Now you've been caught!"
Another old dragon king, dressed in a green robe, laughed.
"Don't try to trick me. If I cast a spell, it would really be considered peeping. If you old geezers spread it around, where would I put my face?"
The old Taoist priest with the red horn snorted angrily, not falling for it at all.
"But isn't what you're doing just spying?"
"Nonsense! I was watching openly and honestly, not spying. Don't tarnish my reputation."
The old Taoist priest with red horns flicked his sleeves, speaking with righteous indignation.
"Hahaha, you old man Ying."
"That's really interesting!"
Upon hearing this shameless response, the old dragon kings burst into laughter.
"Old Zhao, you've seen the person, can you use your newly learned Zi Wei Dou Shu to cast a divination?"
The Mirror Sea Dragon King, sporting a golden dragon's head, urged his old friend on, his eyes filled with anticipation.
The lifespan of a true dragon is measured in tens of thousands of years. In such a long period of time, whatever one wants to learn, one can gradually learn it.
The old Dragon King certainly knew the art of divination and fortune-telling, but with the example of the Water Lord of Xuanting before him, the old Dragon King naturally wouldn't jump into the pit. Instead, he let his old friend play a role.
"What's the rush? I'll calculate it with my fingers and then we'll know the answer!"
The old Taoist priest with the red horn waved his hand, saying that a single meeting was enough to perform divination.
His true form is a real dragon. Ordinary acrobatic tricks can become as powerful as the great supernatural power of moving mountains and overturning seas in his hands, not to mention the Ziwei Fighting Technique, which is extremely famous in the Taoist and Xuanmen sects.
"This boy's worldly name is Feng Bingwen, isn't it..."
The Red Horned Dragon King, wanting to show off in front of his old friend, recited Feng Bingwen's basic information while making calculations, and a smile appeared on his face with composure.
"Got it!"
"What happened?"
"Feng Bingwen, twelve years old, possesses innate wisdom but mediocre talent, destined for the path of immortality. He is merely a mortal from Donghua Continent, destined to enjoy wealth and luxury throughout his life..."
The old Taoist priest squinted, looking completely at ease, as he spoke about the information he had deduced. But after only a few sentences, he sensed something was wrong, abruptly stopped, and suddenly widened his eyes. He then saw several old friends beside him all looking at him with amusement.
"No worries about food and clothing?"
The Dragon King, exuding an air of wealth and power, chuckled and finished the old Taoist's unfinished words.
"Hahaha, Old Zhao, what kind of deductions are these? You still have the nerve to say that Old Man Xi is old and blind!"
"Exactly, you probably haven't even scratched the surface of Zi Wei Dou Shu, and you're already showing off to us like this?"
The old dragon kings, having witnessed their old friend's embarrassment, naturally wouldn't miss this golden opportunity to mock and ridicule him. They all spoke up, even the Mirror Sea Dragon King with his dragon head, seemingly trying to smooth things over.
"Don't laugh at Old Zhao. He has probably mastered the art of divination, but he's probably not qualified to use it to deduce that reincarnated sage. He would probably be showing off his limited skills in front of him."
"Trying to teach a fish to swim?"
Red Horned Taoist's face darkened. As a Dragon King, he had lived a life of luxury for thousands of years and could not bear such humiliation. He ignored the words of the old men and sat down cross-legged, with the shadow of a red dragon appearing behind him.
"Stop laughing, Old Zhao is getting serious."
Seeing that his efforts to instigate the fire had succeeded and had an effect, the Mirror Sea Dragon King stopped his three old friends from interfering, which was exactly the result he wanted to see.
In fact, the Mirror Sea Dragon King didn't even need to speak; the other Dragon Kings had already noticed something amiss. The old Taoist with the red horn was already provoked by the results of his deductions, and their mockery only fueled his anger, causing him to unleash his power as a Dragon King.
"Two lifetimes as mortals!"
The old Taoist priest, who used the True Dragon's position to assist in his deductions, frowned and became truly enraged.
Such a deduction was nothing short of blatant mockery to him.
Two lifetimes as a mortal? How much good fortune would an ordinary mortal have to accumulate to attend the True Dragon Banquet and become a guest of honor in the Dragon Palace, allowing a true dragon to perform divination? Isn't that absurd?
"A reincarnated sage? Hmph! No matter your origins, you cannot fool this old man like this!"
Suddenly, above the manifested red dragon, the stars of the heavens appeared in the underwater dragon palace. Among the countless stars, a star surrounded by purple aura shone brightly, dazzling and radiant.
"I saw it!"
The Crimson Horned Dragon King's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and his expression became somewhat relieved. After exerting almost all his strength, he finally parted the clouds and was about to see the hidden truth.
A vast and desolate land slowly emerges before your eyes, with one beautiful mountain after another, towering majestically and stretching as far as the eye can see, like a coiled dragon. The Silver Dragon Waterfall cascades down like a ribbon, magnificent and extraordinary. White mist swirls, spiritual energy permeates the air, and the fragrance of herbs fills the air.
It was truly a secluded and independent immortal abode. The old Taoist with the red horn was very excited when he saw this land. He would soon be able to find out the origin of that reincarnated sage and regain face in front of his old friends.
"There it is!"
With a thought, the vast and boundless land before him rapidly magnified, and the old Taoist soon saw a towering divine mountain standing in the center of this land, radiating seven-colored immortal light.
The next moment, the old Dragon King, who had only started the deduction because of his old friend's provocation, saw the top of the sacred mountain. He saw a seemingly ordinary thatched hut, and next to the hut was a half-withered gourd vine.
"Where is this place?"
This ordinary yet eerie scenery piqued the old Dragon King's curiosity, but soon, a flash of cyan appeared before his eyes, startling him.
Because he discovered that on a rock in front of the thatched hut, a lazy young man in blue robes had appeared out of nowhere. No, that's not right. The young man had been there all along, but he hadn't noticed him.
Realizing this, the old Dragon King immediately sensed something was wrong. But by the time he realized it, it meant he was already too late. He could only watch helplessly as the young man in blue raised his head, and then, in the young man's blue eyes, he saw his true form.
hold head high!
In the Dragon Palace of Xuanting Lake, several Dragon Kings, who rarely gathered together and were originally looking for fun, watched helplessly as the old Taoist priest in front of them, who was just about to reveal his true form, trembled. First, the stars in the sky collapsed, and finally, with a dragon's roar, the red dragon also disintegrated on the spot.
Unrestrained and uncontrolled, the raging dragon energy surged, causing Xuan Ting Lake to churn. Many water spirits and monsters who came to congratulate the true dragon, as well as the River God, couldn't help but feel apprehensive, for the aura of the true dragon was permeating the air.
Above Dongting Lake, the wind and clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the sky darkened almost instantly, signaling the imminent arrival of a violent downpour.
Just as a calamity was about to be brewing, a shout rang out from within the Dragon Palace of Xuanting Lake.
"Old Zhao! Wake up!"
With the four Dragon Kings guarding the side, they naturally couldn't allow the dragon power within their old friend to go out of control and cause a great disaster. They joined forces and in the blink of an eye, they suppressed the rivers and lakes. Even the thunderstorm that hadn't yet formed above Xuanting Lake was easily dispersed, causing the surrounding people to be terrified.
The Dragon Kings naturally wouldn't care about such trivial matters, and they didn't even pay attention to the Chaohe aquatic creatures who were terrified by the aura of the true dragon. Naturally, someone would handle these matters. The Dragon Kings' attention was focused on the old red dragon Taoist who was slowly opening his eyes.
"Old Zhao, what did you see? Why are you in such a mess?"
The Mirror Sea Dragon King knew perfectly well what was going on, while the other three Dragon Kings were filled with curiosity.
The scene just now was clearly a deduced outcome, but it backfired. Generally speaking, there are only two reasons why this might happen to the Dragon King.
One theory suggests it involves ancient secrets, while another naturally points to a powerful being whom even the Dragon King cannot afford to offend.
In reality, these two situations are essentially the same thing: the deduction suffered a backlash, and both basically involve powerful figures. The so-called unfathomable ancient secrets are also because they involve those ancient beings with terrifying strength.
"I've figured it out..."
Still shaken, the old Taoist priest with the red horn stood up with the help of his friend. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly stopped. After opening and closing his mouth twice, his eyes, which should have revealed infinite majesty, showed confusion.
"What?"
"Hmm? You're asking us what we calculated?"
The dragon kings, who had initially come with the intention of watching the spectacle, were all astonished; things seemed to have gone beyond their expectations.
"I have no idea."
However, being an ancient dragon king who had existed for thousands of years, the confusion in his eyes quickly faded, and his expression became extremely serious. He had realized what had happened.
"I've forgotten everything!"
"What?"
The other dragon kings besides the Mirror Sea Dragon King were all shocked. It was understandable that the deduction would suffer a backlash, as this was a common occurrence when studying the art of deduction. However, losing one's memory was extraordinary.
"Old Ghost Xi, what exactly is going on?"
Having suffered a great loss, the old Taoist priest with the red horn looked at the Mirror Sea Dragon King, who was deep in thought.
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