The dragon shadow arrived in an instant, and in just a moment, it was already in the sky above the carriage. It is about sixty feet long. When you look closely, you can see that it is not a real dragon, but a giant dragon. There is a white horn on the head and four claws on the abdomen. The flesh and bones haven't really taken shape yet, lying softly under the abdomen. There are no dragon scales or beards, and the body surface is smooth. However, the form is quite powerful and powerful.
There is also a purple figure standing on the broad head of the dragon. He was carrying a mahogany sword and his clothes were fluttering. His face is fair, but his expression is slightly cold. He looked down and patted the unicorn.
Then the huge dragon head suddenly descended. This made the eighteen cloud-stepping horses and hundreds of swamp wolves even more uncomfortable. Their bodies were trembling and their eyes were full of fear.
At this moment, both Yin Yang and Chu Xue looked even more solemn.
There was an inaudible cold snort in Zong Shou's mouth.
"Tch, this guy, it turns out that at this time, he already loves to act cool -"
His voice was low and could not be heard by others. Su Chuxue, who was so close, could hear every word. He turned his head and said with a strange look on his face: "Young Master, do you know this person? And what does it mean to act handsome and cool?"
Zong Shou immediately smiled awkwardly, remembering that in this era, these two words did not exist yet.
But he did know the person in front of him. One of the virtual historical figures in the God Emperor game. But the developer of this game seems to have a really bad taste. Sure enough, it was as advertised and tried its best to be true. Even this person's personality and preferences were not different at all.
The man floated down from the dragon's head and was obviously startled when he saw Zhao Yanran. After a friendly smile, there was a hint of defensiveness in his eyes: "It turns out to be Miss Yanran of the Qiling Sect, what a coincidence. I am Long Ruo, the chief of the Qunying Hall of the Lingyun Sect, you are polite here! This is Qian Tianshan Prince Zongshou? I wonder if you have some free time to talk to me?"
The last sentence came from the three people who were heading towards the cloud-turning car. Between this man's brows, a few rays of almost invisible blue light shone faintly towards Zong Shou.
In Zong Shou's words, he was extremely disdainful of this person. But when talking to this person, his back was straight, solemn and solemn, and there was no hint of laziness at all.
It's not a deliberate attempt to please this person, but respect for a great enemy.
"Of course there is leisure, and it is something you can only ask for!"
Smiling and squinting at Zhao Yanran, Zong Shou stood up, stepped down from the car and said, "Mr. Long Ruo is here, but for what happened at Danling Mountain ten days ago?"
"Exactly why!"
Long Ruo nodded, and then suddenly stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty, could you let me feel your pulse?"
Although he was asking, Long Ruo's hand was not polite at all and directly grabbed Zong Shou's wrist vein. When I closed my eyes to explore, I was pleasantly surprised at first, followed by deep disappointment.
When he let go of his hand, Long Ruo sighed slightly and said sincerely: "To be honest, Your Majesty, Long Ruo came here on orders to apologize for what happened at Danling Mountain a few days ago. Liang Miaozi, the chief of Jiying Palace, was deceived. He has been punished for accepting bribes and showing favoritism, and has suppressed Wanfeng Tower for twenty-four years. The first spirit of Danling Mountain has been retired without investigation. I am ashamed that your father helped me at Lingyun Mountain in the past. Now. This kind of thing has really brought shame to all the 30,000 disciples of my sect. It is unfortunate for our sect that such an unscrupulous person has appeared, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
As Long Ruo spoke, he bowed deeply towards the three of them. Zong Shou hurriedly turned sideways, saying that he did not dare to accept his great gift. No matter how dissatisfied he was with Lingyun Sect in his heart, he could only smile generously at this moment.
I thought to myself that this man really had the same temperament and behavior as in the games of later generations. He was polite, tepid, and looked like an upright gentleman. However, his demeanor does have an aura that is hard to find in others.
Then Long Ruo's tone changed and he said: "Originally, Long Ruo had one more thing to inquire about, and wanted to ask the prince if he is still willing to join our Lingyun Sect. This matter was entrusted by the master of our sect. If the prince agrees, he can directly do it for him. A direct disciple of my sect, entering the sect master’s sect—”
Zhao Yanran frowned immediately. She was surprised that Long Ruo, who was the head of Lingyun Sect's Hall of Heroes, would actually pay such attention to Zong Shou. His words were extremely humble, as if he was extremely guilty.
At this moment, listening to Long Ruo's words, he was even more curious about Lingyun Sect's direct disciple. Not only does it mean that the Holy Land of Lingyun Sect, Zong Shou can come and go at will, all the secret books can be read, a large amount of financial supplies are provided every month, and he will also be qualified to compete for the sect leader in the future.
He spent so much money just to win over Zong Shou. It is really hard not to care about what the two people said about what happened at Danling Mountain ten days ago.
Yin Yang and Chu Xue, however, both had expressions of surprise on their faces. I just hope that my eldest son will nod immediately.
Zong Shou shook his head slightly: "Since it was originally said, it means that Mr. Long Ruo just changed his mind, right?"
Long Ruo sighed again, with a look of regret on his face: "Exactly! Originally, Long Ruo's idea was to tie you back to our sect even if the prince did not agree. Three hundred and forty-three breaths passed. My sect, Xiaoluo Tianjian Formation, copied our sect's twelve heavenly talismans in just two hours. With such talent and understanding of both talismans and martial arts, not to mention a direct disciple, even the next sect leader of our sect can do it. . However, when Long Ruo checked the pulse just now, he discovered that the situation in the prince's body was far from being as simple as a body with dual veins. Even if our sect devoted all its efforts to the prince to get the skills to practice the double veins, I'm afraid it would be of no use. The prince Spiritual techniques can be practiced further, but Qi techniques can only reach the level of a secret martial artist at most. However, if you are not a direct disciple, you can still be an inner disciple. Our sect can also devote all its efforts to find a good method for you—"
Zhao Yanran's pupils suddenly shrank, and she was speechless for a moment.
Three hundred and forty-three breaths later, Xiao Luo Tianjian Formation was broken. In two hours, he copied the twelve heavenly talismans. Could it be that he is referring to the Ming Sword Platform and the Tianfu Platform
This Long Ruo, are you sure this is not a joke
Zong Shou's heart sank slightly. He really didn't expect that in addition to his two veins running in parallel, he actually had other hidden dangers.
However, this mood only dimmed for a moment, and then returned to normal.
He didn't like Lingyun Sect very much, and he never thought about joining its sect. Hearing the next few sentences, he sneered secretly and was too lazy to respond. How could I, with my natural temperament, be willing to eat this food
So what if it’s really impossible to practice? He Zongshou doesn’t need anyone’s charity!
Long Ruo's words seemed gentle, but the coldness and carelessness could not be concealed.
Ignoring the anxiety of Chu Xue behind him, Zong Shou shook his head without much thought: "Thank you sir for your kindness. Since Zong Shou has determined that he cannot practice, he has given up on this obsession. His wish in this life is to travel around and see Look at the five continents and twelve islands in the Cloud Realm, the magnificent mountains and rivers, I won’t trouble your sect anymore.”
Long Ruo didn't seem to be surprised, nodded and said: "That's fine. However, our sect must make compensation for what happened that day. In the past, the ancestor also set a rule, no matter who it is, as long as he can break the sword formation at the same time , draw the talisman of that day. You can choose any three items from our Zongxuanzi treasure house! The treasure house is too big, so I didn’t bring it with me. However, I brought some things here specially, maybe the prince can use them!"
As he spoke, Long Ruo waved his hand, and next to him were hundreds of items of various styles, including elixirs, weapons, and martial arts secrets. Appearing out of thin air one after another, floating in front of him.
Zong Shou was secretly surprised that he really didn't know that Lingyun Sect had such rules. In his previous life, he had completed the sword formations and talismans of the Ming Sword Platform and Tian Fu Platform countless times. But apart from being a direct disciple of the Lingyun Sect, the characters he created have never received any physical rewards.
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