He flipped his palm and immediately took out a shining golden pill.
When it appeared, the eyes of the Dragon Prince were wide open. That was a golden elixir, not a pile of stones on the ground, and he just gave it to his little sister.
It is said that those who show kindness to others without any reason are either treacherous or thieves. Does this mean that Feng Qingyang has some special intentions towards his little sister? Prince Long thought depressedly.
But with his current strength, as long as he needs beautiful women, he will have countless of them. Moreover, he is also extremely infatuated by nature, as can be seen from the fact that he destroyed Maoshan.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, this gift is too valuable. I hope you will think twice." Seeing that Xiaolongnu was stunned, Prince Long stepped forward and said hurriedly that if he gave any other gifts, she would probably accept it, but this was a golden elixir after all, which was an extremely valuable item.
Moreover, in this case, his sister would owe him a favor, and by association, the Crystal Palace would also owe him a huge favor, which made the already arrogant Prince Long feel very uncomfortable.
Moreover, Xiaolongnu got one, and together with his, that’s two golden elixirs. This kind of generosity is rare in the world of cultivation, and only Feng Qingyang would be so generous.
But this was nothing to Feng Qingyang. As long as they were his friends, he would try his best to make friends with them. Besides, this Little Dragon Girl always gave him a sense of familiarity.
Looking at her, it was like seeing Qian Duoduo, just as hot-tempered, just as willful, and their looks were equally good, except that one was willful and the other was willful.
"Is this really for me?" Xiao Longnu stepped forward unceremoniously, staring at the golden elixir in Feng Qingyang's hand. The kind glow in it deeply attracted her eyes and touched her heart.
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Of course." When she walked in, a fragrant breeze blew towards her. Feng Qingyang lowered his head and looked at her delicately combed hair with a pair of small dragon horns on it, which looked very cute.
"Here you go." Feng Qingyang stretched out his hand, and saw Xiaolongnu stretched out her claws very rudely and grabbed the golden elixir in her hand. Her face was glowing and she was extremely cute.
But judging from her appearance, it seemed that she was not attracted by the power of the golden elixir, but its luster.
"Sure enough, all women in the world are the same. No matter where they are, as long as they are glowing and cute, they are their deadly nemesis."
Feng Qingyang thought silently, and suddenly, he felt a light cool touch on his face, and then a phantom flashed by, and disappeared with a hint of fragrance.
"Ahem..."
Prince Dragon became even more embarrassed. He was really troubled by this sister. Not only did she have a bad temper, but every one of the Ninth Prince Jiaolong had not been teased by her.
“Um, Fellow Daoist Feng…” Seeing that Feng Qingyang looked a little unusual after being kissed by Xiao Longnu, Prince Long quickly stepped forward to change the subject.
Feng Qingyang shook his head and smiled helplessly. To him, Xiaolongnu was just a little sister at most, and he did not take the kiss from before to heart.
"Prince Long, take me to see your father." He did not waste any more words, but went straight to the point and stated the main point.
It is very important for Feng Qingyang to clarify his purpose. Besides, he doesn't want to stay here any longer. His whole heart has flown to the spiritual world.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, follow me!"
Seeing this, Prince Long did not waste any time. He called out and flew forward first. He waved his hand casually, tore the light curtain apart, and flew in immediately.
Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment, and seeing that he was about to disappear, he flew in as well. As the saying goes, one has to venture into even the most dangerous places, after all, things have come to this point now.
Entering the Crystal Palace is a completely different scene from being outside. If the outside is a beautiful scenery, then the inside is incomparably luxurious, extravagant to the extreme.
Every piece of floor is made of thousand-year-old iron, pure white and flashing with spirituality. Just stepping on it makes you feel refreshed and your mind instantly calms down.
With every step forward, he felt like he was stepping on a top-grade spiritual stone. Feng Qingyang felt at peace and looked around, his eyes almost brightening.
There are sparkling night pearls everywhere, each as big as a fist. The refracted light makes the entire Crystal Palace look like daytime, but at the same time it is not dazzling, but instead exceptionally warm.
Feng Qingyang followed behind Prince Long and passed through two halls. On the way, he encountered all kinds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, which opened his eyes. If he was not still in the Crystal Palace, he would have caught two and roasted them to taste.
If these shrimp soldiers and crab generals knew his thoughts, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit three liters of blood, and wave their huge claws to fight Feng Qingyang to death.
Soon, the two came to a large hall. It was bright all around. Feng Qingyang looked up and saw crystals everywhere, just like an ancient palace.
There is a completely transparent throne above, decorated with flying dragons and phoenixes, extremely exquisite, and no one knows what it is made of, but from the aura it exudes from time to time, one can feel that this thing is definitely not an ordinary thing.
On the throne, the light flickered, and suddenly there was a distortion. A huge pressure swept over, the figure swayed, and in an instant there was one more person.
He sat there silently, wearing a brocade robe, with a long sharp horn on his forehead that flashed with cold light and had boundless pressure. One glance at him could make people feel the fatal threat without hesitation.
Although his calm face is full of wrinkles, his existence cannot be ignored. That is a supreme kingly aura.
The King of Flood Dragons, commonly known as the Old Dragon King of the Endless Sea, cultivators all respectfully call him the Dragon King instead of the Flood Dragon King. One can imagine how high his prestige is.
This was not only due to his cultivation, but more importantly to the rules of the Dragon Palace in the sea. This was the second largest holy land for the demon race. Apart from the demon overlord on land, this place was the most powerful.
The king who controls the aquatic creatures in the entire Endless Sea is none other than the seemingly old man sitting on the throne.
Feng Qingyang stood solemnly in front of him, looking at him, straightening his robes, and then stepped forward and bowed slightly, saying: "Junior Feng Qingyang greets Senior Dragon King!"
He was neither humble nor arrogant, and his tone was calm. He was not afraid, but had a faint respect, which was respect for the person's character and cultivation. Otherwise, how could he withstand Feng Qingyang's bow
“Hahaha… You are too polite, little Taoist friend. Please take a seat.” This Dragon King was also very friendly. He had also survived the reputation of Feng Qingyang, and now he was at the peak of his career in the world of cultivation. He was also very clear that in time, he would definitely be a super overlord. Since there was no grudge between them, it would be better to make a good relationship with him. Who knows, he might even get some good fortune in the future.
"Senior Dragon King, I never come to your temple without a good reason. I came here today to trouble you with an important matter." Feng Qingyang politely returned the greeting and said while sitting on the crystal throne beside Prince Dragon.
"Little Taoist friend, please feel free to speak!"