Chapter 120 Chapter 120 Search (XI)

After hearing what Fang Hui said, the Red Dragon focused his gaze on him, leaned over and moved closer to him, staring into the face of such a huge monster at close range, and the Red Dragon's breath even sprayed on Fang Hui's face.

Fang Hui was so stiff that he dared not move, but he was still swearing: "If you don't let them go, the little Taoist priest, the one in your mouth, will definitely kill you when his grandfather comes back! Do you know who his grandfather is? He is the famous Master Ning, Ning Guohua! And, the chicken in your mouth, its true form is a Chongming bird, an ancient mythical beast! If you don't let them go, you will suffer the consequences!"

Fang Hui said a long string of nonsense, and he didn't know if this thing could understand it, but the red dragon seemed to understand what he meant. It looked down at the wet chicken in its claws in confusion.

Then it put the chicken on the shore and gently placed Ning Helan in its mouth next to the chicken.

"..." Fang Hui didn't understand the Red Dragon's operation. He looked at Ning Helan on the ground and then at the Red Dragon.

The Red Dragon blew a big breath through his nose: "What are you still standing

there for? Why don't you come and see him." "Oh my god, you can actually talk?" Fang Hui was shocked. The Red Dragon frowned: "What's so strange about being able to talk?"

Fang Hui was a little afraid of it, but he was more worried about Ning Helan's situation, so he trotted to Ning Helan's side.

Ning Helan's wet hair stuck to her face, her brows were slightly furrowed, but it felt warm to the touch.

"He just swallowed water. Do you know how to give first aid?" Hong Long lowered his head and asked Fang Hui. Fang Hui shook his head, but when he saw Hong Long narrow his eyes, he quickly nodded.

However, Fang Hui didn't know how to give first aid. He remembered that those people on TV had to press the chest to squeeze out the water when saving drowning people, so he followed suit and began to press down on Ning Helan's chest. Sure enough, some water flowed out of Ning Helan's mouth.

"Hey, do we need artificial respiration next?" Hong Long asked Fang Hui as if he was watching a show.

"...You also know how to give artificial respiration?" Fang Hui's expression was very funny.

"What's the big deal? If my mouth wasn't too big, I would have given him artificial respiration." Hong Long said.

"...Tsk." Fang Hui was a little powerless to complain. He glanced at Ning Helan, then met Hong Long's eyes, and suddenly reacted, "You mean to let me give you artificial respiration?!"

Hong Long exhaled: "What's so hard to understand?" Fang Hui

was a little confused. He pointed at his fingers: "I still have my first kiss..."

"Why do you want a first kiss when you're dead?"

"..."

Such a heartbreaking truth. Fang Hui bit his back teeth, glanced at the unconscious Ning Helan, closed his eyes and approached, but was unexpectedly blocked by a hand. He opened his eyes and met Ning Helan's calm eyes. Ning Helan said: "What are you doing?"

"Little Taoist priest, are you okay?" Fang Hui happily reached out his hand to help Ning Helan up from the ground. Seeing Ning Helan cough a few times, he patted him on the back again, "You scared me to death just now."

Unexpectedly, the red dragon next to him was even happier than Fang Hui to see Ning Helan wake up. It shook its head and knocked Fang Hui to the side, and then came forward to be close to Ning Helan: "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay..."

Fang Hui looked at the red dragon's actions and was puzzled: "Ning Helan, what's going on between you and it?"

"Nothing, it just recognizes my grandpa." Ning Helan patted the red dragon's head, and the red dragon exhaled happily.

"Grandpa Ning?" Fang Hui's curiosity came up again.

"I was sealed here by Ning Guohua several decades ago." The red dragon said, "Back then I was the most powerful one in the area, and everyone within a hundred miles was afraid of me, but Ning Guohua was not afraid of me, and he knocked me down with one move, and then sealed me under the water."

"Grandpa Ning can fight dragons?" Fang Hui's admiration for Ning Guohua went up a level.

"It's not a dragon." Ning Helan said, squeezing the water off his clothes, "It's a Jiao."

"Jiao?" Fang Hui looked up and down at the "red dragon" in front of him, "No matter how I look at it, it's a dragon, what's the difference?"

"A dragon has two horns, while a Jiao has only one horn, or none. A dragon has five claws, while a Jiao has four." Ning Helan explained, "It takes a snake 500 years to become a Jiao, and a Jiao 1,000 years to become a dragon."

Fang Huiben folded his hands and nodded seriously until he heard a very unfamiliar word: "What is it?"

Ning Helan was patient and explained it again: "虺, pronounced the same as 灰, is a kind of snake. A snake cultivates for 500 years to become a Jiao, and a Jiao cultivates for 500 years to become a Dragon, but there are also carp that failed to jump the Dragon Gate and turned into Jiao. They look the same as dragons, but they are actually very different. "

After hearing this, Red Jiao added: "I was the one who failed to jump the Dragon Gate. Fortunately, I was lucky and was not killed by the thunder. I became a Jiao dragon. When I practice for another 500 years, I will become a real dragon, and then I can ascend to become an immortal."

Fang Hui was stunned. He has indeed learned a lot about the postures of these gods and monsters during this period.

"But," Fang Hui was surprised, "you said that Grandpa Ning defeated you and sealed you here. Why are you so excited when you see his grandson? Shouldn't you hate him?"

Hong Jiao said, "Ning Guohua defeated me but didn't kill me. This gave me a chance to be reborn. He is also my benefactor. Since he is my benefactor, I am so happy to see his grandson. Why should I hate him?"

After saying that, Hong Jiao actually stuck out his tongue and breathed out like a puppy. It looked a little cute. Fang Hui was actually He didn't think this was a feeling towards a benefactor. He went to Ning Helan and whispered, "I think it's actually Stockholm..."

Ning Helan curled his lips, agreeing with Fang Hui's idea. He stood up and looked around, "I'm curious. When I first saw you, I thought you were from the earth element, but earth restrains water. Grandpa wouldn't make such a mistake..."

The red dragon shook his head, "I'm not from the earth element. I'm a fire dragon."

As he said this, he was afraid that Ning Helan wouldn't believe him, so he spit out a small flame from his mouth.

Ning Helan raised his hands. How could he see the appearance of this fire dragon? It didn't look like fire. At least the scales on its body were not red.

"Oh, you think I don't look like one. I've been underwater for a long time, in the dark, without sunlight, and the scales on my body have faded. When I go out to bask in the sun, they will turn red." The red dragon twisted his body as he spoke.

Ning Helan: ...

Fang Hui: ...

There is a large open space in front of the main hall of the Chenxuan Sect Taoist Temple. Today is the day for the election of the sect's leader. Since it is an open election, many curious tourists and believers have come to watch the excitement. For a while, the number of people in the Taoist temple has increased three times more than usual, and everywhere is full of people.

Now the election is coming to an end. Xuanyu Zhenren is standing on the stand, wearing a white Taoist robe, crane hair and long beard, with an immortal look, and is particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

"Is that the current leader of this sect? He really looks like a Taoist master."

"I heard that he is over 300 years old."

"Over 300 years old? Are you kidding?"

"You don't believe it? I didn't believe it at first, but then I heard from my grandfather that my grandfather's grandfather had seen him when he was still alive, so I think it is very likely that he is over 300 years old." The

crowd of onlookers were discussing around the empty space.

After some Taoist competitions, only a young man in a gray robe was left on the field. The young man had an upright figure and carried a sword on his back. The scabbard was inlaid with seven gems, which were arranged in the shape of the Seven Stars of the North.

Xu Qingyang and Zhao Fang sat behind their master. The remaining people on the field were their senior brothers. As long as Ning Helan was not there, the position of the head of the sect would belong to their senior brothers.

"Master, it's time to announce the results." The little Taoist priest next to Master Xuanyu reminded him quietly.

Master Xuanyu glanced at the crowd, walked forward slowly, and just as he was about to speak, the ground suddenly shook.

At first, the shaking was not obvious, and many people thought it was their own illusion, but the next shaking was much stronger, and the shaking became stronger and stronger. People stood on the ground and staggered, not knowing what happened.

There was a dull sound from the ground in the center of the open space, and a crack appeared in the center of the open space. The crack became larger and wider, and suddenly it became a bottomless hole.

Then people heard a strange roar, and a huge, thick black shadow flew out from the ground.

When people saw clearly that it was a dragon in front of them, their eyes widened. Taoist

Master Mingxin, who was sitting next to him, squinted his eyes and looked at the red dragon floating in the air, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"What is this?" "Is it

a holographic projection?"

"Oh, this Taoist temple has been around for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect it to keep up with the times."

The crowd was startled and gradually came to their senses. Many people took out their mobile phones to record.

But the Taoist disciples were really shocked. They knew that this was not a holographic projection, but a dragon!

Xu Qingyang immediately stood up from his chair: "This is the one sealed under the abandoned scripture building..."

Zhao Fang's eyes widened: "It's the fire dragon!"

What surprised them even more was that a chicken appeared on the head of the fire dragon, a very ugly chicken.

"Crack." They saw the chicken shake its feathers, and then make a high-pitched sound, "Oh oh oh~"

"Master! This is Ning Helan's ugly chicken..." Xu Qingyang walked to the side of Taoist Mingxin and said, "Could this fire dragon be released by Ning Helan?"

"Why...why didn't this monster eat Ning Helan?" Zhao Fang next to him didn't understand.

Taoist Mingxin chuckled, his tone ambiguous: "I heard that this fire dragon was sealed by Ning Guohua. In the eyes of some monsters, sparing a person is a way to have a new life. Ning Guohua is its benefactor, and Ning Helan is the grandson of the benefactor. How could this fire dragon kill him?" "

So, Master, you locked Ning Helan in the abandoned scripture building because you knew that his life was not in danger?" Zhao Fang felt that his master was really a bodhisattva.

While the Taoist priests and the onlookers were discussing, they were surprised to see two more people appear on the head of the fire dragon.

A handsome young man with long hair, and a handsome boy with short hair.

“Wow, the stunts nowadays are really good. You can't even see the wires, but people can still fly in the air.”

“Maybe these two people are also holographic projections?”

Fang Hui glanced at the crowd below and suddenly saw a young man in a Taoist robe in the middle of the open space. He could hardly believe his eyes. He blinked and squatted down to get a closer look: “...Hu You?”

The man below raised his head when he heard Fang Hui’s voice. This face was indeed Hu You.

"Hu You! How come you are here? And you are wearing a Taoist robe..." Fang Hui was confused, "You are actually a Taoist?"

Hu You squinted his eyes and looked at the two people above. It was obvious that he did not know Fang Hui at this moment. Hu You's gaze fell on Ning Helan, and he heard him muttering suspiciously: "Ning Helan?"

Fang Hui looked at Ning Helan: "Young Taoist priest, do you actually know each other?"

Ning Helan stood above and lowered his eyes to glance at Hu You. He did not know this person, but he raised his eyes to the person in the center of the stand, that was Xuan Yu Zhenren.

Xuanyu Zhenren met Ning Helan's gaze, with mixed feelings in his eyes: "... Ning Helan."

"..." Ning Helan's expression moved slightly, but he did not stay on Xuanyu Zhenren's face for long, but instead set his eyes on Taoist Mingxin on the other side.

Ning Helan's eyes lit up, and the fire dragon roared, its red pupils glowing, and the dark red-brown scales on its body turned into a fiery red color piece by piece as if absorbing the light under the sunlight.

"Roar~" The scales reflected a beautiful red light, and the fire dragon opened its mouth and bit towards the direction where Taoist Mingxin was sitting.

"Bang!"

Taoist Mingxin flashed to the side with a light step, and the place where he was sitting was bitten by the fire dragon, and the chair was eaten by the fire dragon.

"How dare you! Ning Helan, what are you going to do!" Xu Qingyang slammed the table and stood up, scolding Ning Helan.