Chapter 70 - Thunder Dragon Azure Three
Cang San is a very peculiar existence.
The year he was born, thunderstorms were frequent, and people's hair and beards would often stand up as they walked on the ground, as if they were being hit by a hail of lightning needles.
That was actually an unprecedented flow of lightning spirit slowly spreading out, which brought unexpected results.
In those years, everyone on the mainland lived in fear, and various unspoken and conventional moral rules circulated among the people.
Those who are unfilial will be struck by lightning, those who have stolen will be struck by lightning, and those who are faithless will be struck by a thousand lightning bolts.
Of course, whoever promotes what, needs what.
But in the years before Lei Long Cang San was born, the number of abnormal and disorderly things in the human world decreased significantly. It is said that in those years, the number of cases reported to the authorities in various places decreased by 70%.
Meanwhile, Wei Yi and Bu Er looked at the giant dragon from the East that soared straight into the clouds after its birth, and wiped the raindrops that had condensed on their faces.
More capable members of the tribe have emerged.
Our race isn't particularly strong, is it?
Qilin and dragons have appeared, so what will be next? Wei Yi and Bu Er began to think carefully.
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Fortunately, Cang San is a very normal and very calm person.
He seemed to have matured as soon as he landed. After transforming into a human, he immediately put on an adult's coat. He was tall and thin with a long, thin face, somewhere between a young man and a middle-aged man. Several dragon whiskers turned into lines on his face, making him look even more mature than Bu Er. No wonder Miao Miao called Bu Er "brother" and Cang San "uncle" many years later.
This left the second mother, who was trying to raise the next generation, feeling lost and disappointed.
As a majestic dragon soaring through the heavens, Cang San rarely speaks.
Though he didn't say it, he never actually left his ancestral land. He could leap thousands of miles in a single bound, but he never strayed too far or too long from the One and the Two, always remaining coiled near them.
He would secretly summon thunder and rain after the Qilin's hot springs dried up, and quietly carve new ice sculptures after Bai Xi's cracked ice flowers were melted by fire. Many years later, he also silently cared for the two youngest members of the Changming clan for many years.
Later, when Cang San was riding the clouds, mortals saw his dragon shadow.
As they knelt before him, Cang San overheard their prayers to the dragon and realized that mortals were trembling with fear for being struck by his lightning. After returning, Cang San pondered this for several days.
The gentle and compassionate Fuji gave him a suggestion: "Now that spiritual energy is emerging in the mortal world, many people have started to cultivate. I overheard them a few times when I was lying on the beach. They said that the ultimate realm of cultivation is to undergo tribulation and ascend to immortality, and this tribulation is the lightning tribulation."
Cang San understood.
From that day on, the human world had a new spectacle. The true dragon began to strike everywhere, creating the illusion of heavenly tribulations with thunder. The thunder was fake; it would simply circle overhead once and then cease its power.
As a result, for a long time, many people mistakenly believed that they were about to ascend to heaven.
Cultivators on the continent began to set cultivation levels from one to nine based on the number of lightning strikes they encountered. For example, encountering one lightning strike meant becoming a beginner cultivator, while encountering nine lightning strikes meant becoming a great power in the world! If one could encounter nine hundred and ninety-nine lightning strikes, that person would be an unparalleled talent capable of ascending to godhood!
Cang San fell silent.
The gray-scaled dragon, with its rolling spring thunder, returned to Mount Culai and said to the Qilin, "Let's forget about this kind of kindness."
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As a result, no one else in the world "ascended to heaven" after that.
Cang San stopped creating fake thunder.
He found a place for his powerful lightning spirit, discovering that he could occasionally create lightning-struck wood. The resulting wood had an extremely beautiful cross-section and also had the effect of warding off evil spirits and being used in medicine, which was highly appreciated by Qilin Bu'er, who loved collecting medicinal herbs.
Many years later, Cang San became a locally renowned carpenter.
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I feel utterly hopeless about these two.
The Qilin and the Dragon are like two old men; why hasn't the next younger brother or sister appeared yet?
After the dragon, Changming Stone remained silent for two hundred years, and the only activities in the Culaishan Mountains were logging, hot springs, and tea drinking. The only thing that gradually became numb was that if you couldn't win, you'd join in, and at times you'd start to think that this peace was good.
May you be safe and sound.
Over the course of two hundred years, the three of them became completely accustomed to human life and no longer needed to move their enormous true forms around.
They have completely adapted to each other's presence. They share the same origin and clan, support each other, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will remain peacefully in their ancestral land, living an ordinary and tranquil life.
Then, naturally, an accident occurred.
The next one to pop out of the Everlasting Stone, he's a madman!
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