There is no doubt that Yunmeng Dragon King, who possesses the great power of calling rain, is absolutely capable of defeating the powerful enemies who come to ambush him.

The divine power of calling for rain caused the water of the Milky Way to flow back, and the rain cut off spiritual energy and vitality, turning thousands of miles of fertile land into a swamp.

This is the divine power that exceeds the limits of practitioners and a height that is difficult to reach with individual strength.

However, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth will inevitably affect the hundreds of millions of people living under the jurisdiction of the great lake water area. No one can survive under this great magical power that even a real dragon cannot resist.

However, Yunmeng Dragon King chose to protect the people and gave up the last chance to defeat the powerful enemy and regain control of the Daze waters.

Although Yunmeng Dragon King's words were light-hearted, Shen Yuan could imagine what a difficult decision the Dragon King had made ten thousand years ago to give up the opportunity to use the rain-calling power.

In the battle among the water gods, Yunmeng Dragon King might be a loser who could never recover. All his subordinates betrayed him, and all the dragon children in the Dragon Palace were slaughtered.

But for all the people living under the rule of the Daze Water Area, he is the Dragon King who is truly worthy of worship.

Shen Yuan finally understood why people still worshipped the Dragon King thousands of years after the Yunmeng Dragon Palace collapsed.

After all, gods are not the same.

Shen Yuan slowly raised the teacup in his hand and said solemnly:

"Respect to Lord Long!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yuan drank the tea in the cup instead of wine.

Yunmeng Dragon King calmly accepted Shen Yuan's gift.

After this conversation, there was a subtle sense of tacit understanding between the man and the dragon.

The small boat was still floating on the Qianli Marshland after the flood, but as Yunmeng Dragon Lord told the truth, all the corpses and debris had disappeared, and even the turbid and turbulent flood became calm and clear, like a calm lake.

Yunmeng Longjun's heart calmed down completely like the flood. Clouds and mist gradually rose around them, covering the distant scenery. The two of them seemed to be swimming in a misty water world.

As Yunmeng Dragon King told the truth about ten thousand years ago, Shen Yuan became more and more curious about this past history.

Now that the Dragon Lord was right in front of him, Shen Yuan also wanted to ask for advice, so he took the initiative to bring up the topic and said:

"There is one thing I don't understand, could you please help me?"

"Daozi, what you want to talk about is Yunmeng Village and the Dragon King Temple?" Yunmeng Dragon King said with a calm smile.

Shen Yuan nodded.

If Shen Yuan had not entered the Dragon King Temple in Yunmeng Village, he would not have been able to touch the thousand-year-old dream left by the Dragon King, so he was quite curious about the various secrets of Yunmeng Village and the Dragon King Temple.

There was a hint of reminiscence in Long Jun's eyes.

"This matter should start from the time when Jidu swallowed up the waters of Daze."

"Ten thousand years ago, the Jidu Dragon Palace attempted to seize my lake waters. I escaped by chance and hid in the Yunmeng Lake. I killed all the more than ten water gods sent by the Jidu Dragon Palace to guard the waters.

At that time, the chaos of the spiritual energy depletion period began to appear. The people in Jidu Dragon Palace were in chaos and unable to mobilize a large army to encircle and suppress me, so Jidu could only forcibly swallow up the waters of the swamp.

Large areas of drought began to occur in the Yunmeng Lake, causing the original water area to dry up and turn into land.

But Ji Du's devouring didn't last long, and the period of spiritual energy exhaustion had already arrived."

"As the major dragon kings led the water tribes to retreat to the cave heavens, the arrival of the spiritual energy depletion period caused turmoil in the entire Xuanhuang world.

The demons who knew that their end was near were born, and wanted to go on a final madness before they died.

Blood sacrifices, massacres of cities, and extracting souls to make elixirs are all commonplace things."

“I also know that even if I hibernate in the Yunmeng Marsh, it will be difficult to survive the thousand-year spiritual energy depletion period. So I simply travel around the waters of the marsh and use my remaining magical powers to kill demons and evil spirits and protect the people in the waters of the marsh.

A hundred years later, all the demons and evil spirits perished, and I was also about to die, so I prepared to find a place to sit and die, and the place I finally chose was this place. "

After a slight pause, Yunmeng Dragon Lord smiled and stopped talking. He turned to Shen Yuan and asked, "Daozi, do you know why Yunmeng Village got its name?"

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't it because Yunmeng Village is located in the Yunmeng Lake?"

Taoist Yunmeng stroked the dragon's whiskers and said:

“There is nothing wrong with Daozi’s statement, but it is not entirely correct. The name of Yunmeng Village actually comes from the former Yunmeng Dragon Palace.

The Yunmeng Dragon Palace was destroyed by the Jidu Dragon King, and then the water area of ​​the swamp dried up and shrank, revealing the ruins of the Dragon Palace hidden deep in the swamp.

The villagers who had protected me for hundreds of years during the period of spiritual energy depletion were grateful to me, so they built a Dragon King Temple for me at the ruins of Dragon Palace.

Thousands of years later, I had already fallen, and the Dragon King Temple had undergone several changes, and was even forcibly demolished by the people from the Jidu Dragon Palace who returned with the spiritual energy tide.

But as the spiritual energy was exhausted again, people in later generations rebuilt it, and it gradually evolved around the Dragon King Temple into the Yunmeng Village of later generations. "

Yunmeng Village is the site of Yunmeng Dragon Palace!

With a shock of spirit, all the thoughts in my mind suddenly became extremely clear.

The extraordinary concentration of spiritual energy, the villagers turning into fish-men at night, and the Dragon King Temple that has stood for thousands of years. These wonders seem understandable if they are placed at the ruins of the Yunmeng Dragon Palace.

After all, this is the ruins of the Yunmeng Dragon Palace, which was once ranked alongside the Four Rivers.

"So the concentration of spiritual energy in Yunmeng Village is far higher than that in the outside world. Is it because of the Yunmeng Dragon Palace?"

Shen Yuan asked quickly.

At this point, Yunmeng Dragon Lord couldn't help but shook his head regretfully and said:

“That was a relic of my previous attempt to open up a blessed land, but unfortunately I failed. I only formed a special spiritual energy field within the scope of the Dragon Palace ruins, and was unable to truly evolve spiritual energy myself.

If it really succeeds, those fools won't turn to Jidu Dragon Palace."

"Then why do the villagers transform into murlocs at night?"

After this question was raised, Yunmeng Dragon Lord did not continue to answer, but looked at Shen Yuan meaningfully.

"Michiko seems to have too many questions."

Shen Yuan also realized his own gaffe and calmed down.

Seeing this, Long Jun shook his head and said:

"In fact, this problem is not a secret, but it involves some causes and effects, so I can't tell my wife for the time being."

Then, Long Jun suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile on his face:

"However, I do have a plan. It all depends on whether Daozi is willing."

"What is the solution?"

Yunmeng Longjun waved his sleeves lightly, and two fishing rods, one blue and one purple, suddenly appeared on the boat.

Pointing at the misty lake in front of him, Yunmeng Dragon Lord said leisurely:

“This lake before my eyes is the lake of my heart, in which is buried everything I have.

Supernatural powers, skills, secrets, the divine commands of the water tribe, and even the understanding of the incomplete Tiangang great supernatural power are all in the lake of his heart.

This lake has been silent for ten thousand years, and even I cannot control it."

"You and I will fish in the lake of our hearts to see who can catch something more precious.

If I lose, Daozi can make any request he wants and can also take away the things I fished in Xinhu Lake.

But if Daozi loses, please agree to one condition of mine. What do you think?"