"Your Highness Ying personally poured the wine, which really embarrassed me."
"Mr. Yin, although I am from the water tribe, I have long heard of your great name and I have great respect for you. Even if we don't have the relationship with Uncle Ji, it is still worth it for me to pour wine for you."
Ji Yuan smiled and said.
"Master Yin, you won't get drunk if you drink this wine now. On the contrary, you will get drunk more easily if you drink ordinary wine. Don't worry about drinking it."
The three of them clinked their glasses and drank. There was no change in the expressions of Ji Yuan and Ying Feng, but Yin Zhaoxian's face briefly turned red after drinking the glass of ambergris.
Yin Zhaoxian just felt a burst of heat flowing into his abdomen, which then turned into a slight heat and spread throughout his body, and then there was no reaction.
“Good wine, delicious!”
Yin Zhaoxian exclaimed and put down his wine glass, which made Ying Feng slightly surprised. This Yin Zhaoxian was actually not drunk at all. Then he had an idea and observed Yin Zhaoxian's aura. He saw the righteous spirit surging, and the effect of the wine melted away like sunlight on snow, turning into pure spiritual energy and merging into it.
Ji Yuan was also paying attention to Yin Zhaoxian. Seeing this scene, he sighed slightly, then turned around and smiled again, also raising his glass to praise.
"It's really good wine. One glass is not enough."
"Of course!"
Ying Feng immediately poured more wine, but this time Ji Yuan did not pick it up. Instead, he looked towards the main seat. Over there, the radiant dragon girl was responding to the respect of the guests from all sides, while the old dragon was keeping an eye on this side out of the corner of his eyes.
"Feng'er, Ruoli is now the world-famous Queen Ying. How do you feel about this?"
Ying Feng smiled bitterly.
"In addition to being happy, I am also a little envious. No, not just a little, I am extremely envious. However, I have always believed that Ruoli will be able to successfully transform into a dragon, but I didn't expect it to be so soon..."
As he spoke, Ying Feng looked at Ji Yuan.
"Uncle Ji, do you think I can transform into a dragon successfully? I never dared to ask before. Today I suddenly want to get a result. If anyone can know the result, I think it must be you, Uncle Ji."
"I still remember that it was also a banquet at the Dragon Palace..."
Ji Yuan looked at Ying Feng and then at Yin Zhaoxian who was listening quietly. He spoke lightly but did not answer. Instead, he recounted the events of the True Dragon's birthday banquet that year. His speech was obviously not fast, but he incorporated divine intention into his words, bringing Yin Zhaoxian and Ying Feng who were listening into his memories. In a moment, he reviewed the situation of that year.
After Ji Yuan finished speaking, Ying Feng also nodded with emotion.
"If it weren't for that big banquet back then, Ruoli and I wouldn't have known that Dad had such a powerful immortal friend like Uncle Ji? I don't think Ruoli would have thought that she would comprehend the heart of a dragon at that banquet..."
Ji Yuan did not say anything, but looked at Yin Zhaoxian. The latter was stroking his beard with a thoughtful look on his face. After meeting Ji Yuan's gaze, he smiled faintly and took the initiative to speak.
"Your Highness Ying Feng? Do you think that Mr. Ji was able to enlighten Empress Ying's heart because Empress Ying happened to be sitting next to Mr. Ji?"
"No, no, Ying Feng has absolutely no such thoughts! Uh... Actually, I did have such thoughts before? But over the years? Especially after seeing Ruoli just now? Ying Feng knew that he was too superficial..."
Ying Feng gave another bitter smile and drank the wine in the glass.
"In terms of cultivation, intelligence, character, and understanding? Ruoli is far superior to me. She has already passed the mental barrier and has become a dragon. She has also accumulated enough experience to become a dragon. To put it bluntly, she has already opened a channel to divert water. She is not as dull as me."
Yin Zhaoxian nodded.
"I can see that His Highness Ying Feng is sincere in what he said. In my opinion, His Highness is not stupid for saying this. Although I don't know how many people in the cultivation world have the same understanding as His Highness Ying, I think there won't be many. Mr. Ji, am I right?"
"Not only are there not many, but they are extremely rare."
Ji Yuan lightly tapped the wine glass that he had just drunk from with his finger, and the golden cup in his hand also made a slight sound.
"Ding… "
The trembling sound of the golden cup sounded like a huge bell, waking up the somewhat depressed Ying Feng. He looked up at Ji Yuan, whose pair of pale eyes came into view.
"Your father believes that you can turn into a dragon, your mother believes that you can turn into a dragon, Ruoli believes that you can turn into a dragon, and from the moment I first saw you and your sister, I knew that you could all turn into dragons. Ruoli's cultivation is better than yours, and she practices harder than you. Even if you and your sister are equally talented, do you still expect to turn into a dragon earlier than her?"
"My talent is comparable to Ruoli's?"
Ying Feng was slightly stunned, but he didn't think Ji Yuan was deceiving him.
"Yes, Feng'er, I want to ask you, how can you be considered to have a dragon's heart? Do you think you have one?"
What does it mean to have a dragon heart? Ying Feng only had a vague idea of this question. He had asked the Dragon Girl before, but it was like he was talking about some great principles. Now that Ji Yuan had asked, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer.
"In my humble opinion, the so-called dragon heart is also the spirit of progress, bravely taking the lead, not caring about life and death in order to obtain, and firmly believing that one can achieve enlightenment. But the most important thing should be that one has already glimpsed the path to enlightenment... Nephew, I don't think so."
"Well, in fact, in my opinion, to put it bluntly, it is just these principles, the general principles that everyone understands, but whether it is profound or not is another matter. As for the Dragon Heart, you don't have it now, but you should have had it in the past."
'Have I ever?'
Ying Feng frowned, wondering what Uncle Ji meant.
As if he could see through Ying Feng's thoughts, Ji Yuan nodded and continued.
"Perhaps this is not considered the case among your dragon clan, but in my opinion, it is not just you who has this kind of experience. Most of the young talents and outstanding practitioners in the four seas dragon clan have a dragon heart..."
Having said that, Ji Yuan's smile faded and he looked straight at Ying Feng with his dark eyes.
"Hey, but Your Highness Yingfeng doesn't even have a little bit of the heart of a dragon now. Is it just because you think you are too far behind your sister, or because you feel disappointed? I will show you what true frustration is!"
As he spoke, Ji Yuan stretched out his hand to the sky in his artistic conception and grasped a chess piece whose light never diminished. His right hand in the outside world gently tapped Ying Feng's forehead with the golden cup.
“Ding~~~” “Ding~~~~~”
It seemed as if the light sound of the finger snapping just now was still echoing in his ears, and it sounded before and after the knocking at this moment. In Ying Feng's ears, there were two light sounds accompanied by a certain rhythm, echoing as if to drag him into some illusion. The demonic power in his body could have resisted, but thinking of Uncle Ji's words, he let this feeling deepen.
The scenery in front of Ying Feng seemed to become a little blurry at this moment. The warmth of the hall seemed to gradually fade away. The only bright thing in front of him was Ji Yuan's eyes, like two bright moons hanging high in the sky.
In the eyes of people outside who were paying attention to Ji Yuan, Long Zi Yingfeng was staggering, suspected to be drunk, and fell asleep leaning on the table.
For Ying Feng, it was an extremely strange feeling. The surrounding scenery became clear again after being blurred to a certain extent. He could even smell the abundant water vapor, hear the sound of rain, and...
"Boom..."
The loud thunder woke Ying Feng up instantly, and he immediately became alert.
"Huh? Am I not at the Dragon Transformation Feast? Where is this?"
Ying Feng looked around hurriedly, only to find that he was already above a rain cloud that he didn't know where he was.
"This is Chunmu River."
Ji Yuan's voice came from beside him. Ying Feng turned his head to look in the direction of the voice. Ji Yuan's figure seemed to break through the mist, gradually becoming clear, and he was standing beside him.
"Uncle Ji, we are not..."
"Look down at the head."
Ying Feng stopped talking and looked down in the direction Ji Yuan's finger pointed. The clouds seemed to become thinner, not enough to block their view, and the Chunmu River below was already flooded with huge waves.
"Boom... Boom..."
More and more lightning struck, and a flood carrying endless water vapor continued to move forward. Ji Yuan and Ying Feng also moved and followed.
There is a dragon walking on the water!
Ying Feng suddenly realized something.
“Crunch…Crunch…”
It was a sound that made one's teeth ache. Ying Feng felt as if he himself was experiencing endless pressure, and he could clearly hear the friction sound of the dragon bones unable to bear the heavy weight.
The water swept along, and although it inevitably caused floods, it also tried its best to avoid places where many living creatures lived, but its speed was also getting slower and slower.
"Boom..."
The terrifying lightning struck again.
"Roar—"
The dragon's roar was filled with a sense of mourning, but the flood peak never stopped and continued to surge forward.
"Crack... Boom..."
Strikes of lightning fell one after another, and in Ying Feng's eyes they looked like blades of heavenly thunder, carrying with them terrifying and heart-pounding power.
"hold head high… "
The flood below was very turbid, but one could also see the dragon in the lightning rolling in pain, trying its best to keep moving forward. Dragon blood permeated the flood, and pieces of dragon scales peeled off and even shattered under the terrifying pressure...
Even so, the dragon continued to move forward. In Ying Feng's opinion, this was no longer a transformation into a dragon, but a determination to die, and a desire to see how far it could go.
"Uncle Ji, who is this?"
Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the rolling waves below.
"This is Bai Qi's second drowning over a hundred years ago."
Bai Qi? That old white dragon!
Ying Feng was shocked. He and Ji Yuan watched the white dragon moving forward with the flood. In the end, they saw the white dragon's body covered in blood and its scales were all broken. The bloody dragon's body seemed to be missing a third of its flesh and blood, and it sank to the bottom of the river with its bones and bones. Ying Feng felt a chill run down his spine when he saw this.
"After this catastrophe, Bai Qi's dragon scales will be gone and he will not be able to revive. His foundation has been damaged, so there is basically no hope for him to become a dragon in this life... right?"
Ji Yuan spoke to a certain point and dragged out the syllables before uttering the last two words.
"But you have also met Bai Qi. How did he face this cruel reality?"
Ying Feng and Ji Yuan landed on the river surface together and stepped on the ripples.
"He's planning to take action for the third time?"
Ji Yuan nodded.
"Bai Qi's talent is far inferior to yours and Ruoli's, but he has practiced all his life only for the sake of the Way. He will never live without becoming a true dragon. Even if the hope is slim, he will choose to become a dragon here without hesitation the moment he thinks the time is right."
Ying Feng took a deep breath and bowed deeply towards the river bottom.
“Although I admire you, my father once said that the courage to transform into a dragon is not enough to just be brave enough to die. How many of those who dare to walk into the water will succeed, and how many of those who fail will survive? It is definitely not just about courage... But Ying Feng is ashamed of himself for being so brave!”
"Hahaha… "
Ji Yuan smiled.
"Yes, your father is a real dragon, of course he is right. How can courage alone support the transformation into a dragon? But Feng'er, what do you think you are missing?"
Ji Yuan's voice was very soft, but it was like a few heavy hammers hitting Ying Feng's heart hard, making him feel his whole body tremble as if he was electrocuted.
Afraid of turning into a dragon, afraid of failure, afraid of his father or his expectations, afraid of not being as good as his sister and often hesitant, likes to make friends, do things that are only for pleasure in his father's eyes, and after learning about Uncle Ji's ability, he tries every means to please him and find out...
Actually, to put it bluntly, it was fear! Very, very fear! Rather than making friends without thinking about cultivation, it is better to say that this was Ying Feng's own choice. Even when he was a child, he was so slow in cultivation, rather than deceiving himself by thinking that his sister had the position of Tongtian River God.
"Have you come to your senses? Have you figured it out?"
Ji Yuan's two words brought Ying Feng, who was in a trance, back to reality.
"You are a dragon that is hundreds of years old, but now you are hesitant to even leave the water. If you can still become a real dragon, then how unjust it is for the dragons in the world who died in the dragon transformation disaster? How unfair is the world? If you don't have such courage, what else can you expect? What is there to envy and be jealous of?"
Ji Yuan looked at the dazed Ying Feng and his voice became a little heavier.
"Or do you really intend to be your Dragon Prince obediently?"
"Boom..."
Thunder flashed in the sky again, and the blood-stained white dragon in the Chunmu River gradually emerged from the surface of the river. However, despite this tragic scene, the dragon eyes of the white dragon were still bright, and it dragged its broken body and slowly swam upstream.
At the Dragon Transformation Banquet.
With a "bang...", Ying Feng's body shook and he accidentally knocked over a plate of food in front of him. The sound of the silver plate falling to the ground was like thunder.
Many eyes were focused here. The sound of overturned plates was too unique in this kind of situation. It also caused the originally noisy sounds in the hall to gradually quiet down like a chain reaction.
Ying Feng slowly stood up, bowed three times to Ji Yuan, then quickly left the table and walked to a middle seat, standing in front of Bai Qi who was drinking alone. His bright eyes surprised Bai Qi a little.
"Your Highness Yingfeng, you..."
Ying Feng didn't say anything, he just bowed and kowtowed three times.
"This is not allowed!"
Bai Qi hurriedly stood up, but Ying Feng had already finished his greeting.
"God Baijiang, please accept it!"
After saying this, Ying Fengcai walked towards the main seat at the top with a smile, his head held high, and sat down in his seat, leaving Bai Qi with a puzzled look on his face.
"I'm sorry to disturb you all. The Dragon Banquet will continue. You don't need to worry about me, Ying Feng. Please enjoy your wine!"
Ying Feng picked up the wine cup and drank the wine. The hall was quiet for a while before people started raising their glasses to drink, and then the hall slowly became lively again.
But everyone knew that something must have happened just now.
The dragon girl looked at Longzi curiously and asked in a low voice.
"Brother, what happened just now? What did Uncle Ji do?"
"Hahaha, please give me some face!"
Ying Feng drank with a smile, and his usual humor returned, but he seemed more relaxed than before, which made Longnu feel a lot more at ease.
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PS: The pain from the mouth ulcer is too severe, and I stayed up too late, so I will write one chapter of 4K words tonight, and I will write the second chapter tomorrow.