The Last Dragon in the Cultivation World

Chapter 3

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Xiaoshen's heart was surging, and Xie Kurong and Dao Mi, who were also in the hall, were staring at them strangely, especially the tea that Xiaoshen drank casually.

Dao Mi had a hundred epilogues to say, but he didn't dare to speak. He could only salute the young man silently, then shrank in a corner, and turned one eye to the side, almost into the corner of his eye, to peek at Brother Xiaoshen...

Xiaoshen was keenly aware of the gaze, turned to look at it and then quickly turned back, the bird's eyes are really weird.

Xie Kurong was also very surprised, and asked the young man: "Why is little uncle here, what's the matter?"

This person is two hundred years younger than him, but he is his uncle. Because of his young age, he is also the only remaining older generation...

There is no way, as cultivators live for a long time, whoever finds a way to take in a young apprentice in his later years, even if he is seven or eight years old, that junior has to obediently call him uncle.

What's more, this young man is not only superior to his predecessors, but also has other advantages.

There are so many people in a sect, and each has a division of labor. His junior uncle's lineage has always been the best at fighting... no, fighting skills.

The little master uncle has been in seclusion recently, and I don't know how he came out today. He even served tea to Xiaoshen himself, so I won’t mention it myself. In my memory, my uncle’s master didn’t drink the tea he served a few times.

"It's okay." The young man casually stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, his figure was tall and straight, and he was extremely handsome.

fine? ? If it's nothing, what are you doing here, to bring tea to Xiaoshen? Standing there as a pillar

Xie Kurong was very depressed. Even if he was the suzerain, if people refused to speak, he would not dare to force this cruel little uncle to say a few more words.

"This is Xiaoshen, who just joined the sect today." Xie Kurong always had to introduce one or two, "Xiaoshen, you are new to the sect... This is my uncle, respectfully called the real person."

Xiaoshen is not an official disciple, nor is it like Dao Mi who grew up here and could call Master Uncle Grandpa. Anyone who sees his seniors and politely calls Daoist, Yuanjun, and Daojun is fine.

"My name is Shang Jiyu." The young man answered, his eyelashes drooping, as if he was cold and cold, but he had no emotion.

Remembering the name, Xiaoshen cupped his hands nonchalantly, only a little bit of his fingertips were exposed in the long sleeves of the toga.

Xie Kurong always felt that something was wrong, he glanced suspiciously at the eccentric little uncle, then simply turned to Xiaoshen, held his ankle up for a closer look, and turned the spirit control ring on his head, "You really don't know what the restriction is What is the origin of people?"

Xiaoshen said sullenly: "I just met him once, and I didn't recognize him at all."

"This person has a good cultivation, and deliberately concealed his origin. He seemed to have scruples before he escaped. The spirit control ring he cast is also quite ingenious. It may take a lot of work to untie it without any damage. However, there are disciples in the sect who are good at refining I will ask him to draw and design the device, and then I will do it, so that you can restore your cultivation as soon as possible." Xie Kurong was thinking of Xiaoshen, and even planned to set up a group to release the restraint as soon as possible.

Xiaoshen also hated this restriction very much, not only was it a mark of embarrassment emotionally, but also if he didn't get rid of it, he couldn't recover his spiritual power, so how could he get the water back.

Thinking of this, Xiaoshen's attitude improved a lot, and he smiled at the manager, "Thank you, suzerain."

From the moment Xie Kurong met Xiaoshen, the other party looked withdrawn and smiled with great difficulty, which made him deeply feel that the rescue was not in vain.

But at this moment, his deadly little uncle suddenly said again: "Let me explain."

Xie Kurong: "Huh?"

Shang Jiyu said it again, this time with two more words: "I will solve it faster."

Of course Xie Kurong heard it clearly, and he had no doubt that Shang Jiyu would do it faster. What he wondered was why Shang Jiyu would take the initiative to invite Ying.

Shang Jiyu has never been an enthusiastic person, and has always been a loner. You can't see anything related to the word "pair" in him, unless he is hitting you. Because he has two weapons.

But Xiaoshen didn't know that much. Seeing Shang Jiyu take the initiative to lift the ban on him, he felt even better in his heart, and immediately said cheerfully: "Okay!"

Xie Kurong had the feeling that the little turtle who worked so hard to rescue ran away with others...

However, since Shang Jiyu opened his mouth, Xiaoshen was still very happy, so he could only say with a helpless voice: "Well, this matter will be hard work for my little uncle, as long as I don't disturb your cultivation."

Xie Kurong also ordered Daomi, "If the little uncle and Xiaoshen have any needs, you follow my orders and do it cheaply."

Shang Jiyu didn't care about common affairs, and there was no one around, and Xiaoshen had just arrived, and he was still wearing the spirit ring, so he asked Daomi to help.

"When you enter the mountain to ask for the forbidden, Daomi must also remember to teach Xiaoshen the sect's rules and regulations." Xie Kurong added.

"I know! I have a copy with me!" Dao Mi immediately took out a thin bamboo tube, and took out a piece of paper from it, on which were carefully written the rules of the Yuling Sect, as well as the teachings for his disciples , whoever joins the sect must memorize it.

He walked to Xiaoshen's side and handed it to Brother Xiaoshen.

Xiaoshen only glanced at it, and immediately said as a matter of course: "I can't read!"

Ten thousand years ago, he also learned the language of the human race, and he couldn't speak properly, and he didn't even bother to learn characters.

Xie Kurong didn't expect this. The elders he met were all more knowledgeable as they got older. Especially if you want to learn the Taoism of other schools, you must know how to write. Yuling is the place where thousands of practitioners seek the Tao. I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never seen an illiterate person!

I don't know what kind of environment Xiaoshen grew up in in the past...

He said in a daze, "Let Xiaoshen listen to the recitation."

Daomi became more energetic, and wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Xiaoshen staring at him intensely, he didn't dare, and immediately read: "My disciples must remember that the method of cultivating the truth is to cultivate one's nature and one's life, and one's heart is the way. The great way is deep and secret, and there is nothing good at cultivating the heart... "

He was fluent in articulation, and quickly read several hundred words of hard-to-pronounce classical Chinese in one breath.

Xiaoshen's eyes widened when he heard it, and he felt like a crab was spitting bubbles, confused.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean, I don't understand."

The first sentence can still be understood, but after that, he knows every word, and he doesn't know what he is saying when he puts it together, and Dao Mi is so fast that he can't even hear clearly. Over the past ten thousand years, the grammar of the human race has also been developing. How can he understand these written languages.

Daomi was startled again, "Don't you understand?"

Xie Kurong's hand holding the tea also stopped in mid-air, and he had a new understanding of Xiaoshen's cultural level.

Only then did Daomi realize why Senior Xiaoshen cooperated with him every time he said something allegorical. It turned out that he was completely illiterate!

In other sects, Xie Kurong doesn't know.

But the Yuling sect has never been illiterate for five thousand years.

Only those who came to Yuling to seek Taoism did not come to eliminate illiteracy.

Xie Kurong was very embarrassed, but everyone was brought in, what else could he do...

Furthermore, this is not an express regulation, and those who are illiterate will not be allowed to join the sect.

He could only take a deep breath under Daomi's questioning eyes, "Anyway, Xiaoshen's restraint has not been lifted, and he can't do anything for a while, so he will learn later. Daomi, you... Take the time to give Xiaoshen Let's explain it in detail."

After he finished speaking, he quickly drank the tea in one breath, feeling overwhelmed with shock.

"Yes, suzerain. Do you have to arrange for Brother Xiaoshen to live with the uncle?" Daomi hesitated.

Xie Kurong actually didn't think about this, subconsciously looked at Shang Jiyu, and was even more surprised to see that he had no intention of objecting.

Shang Jiyu said directly: "Then let's go."

The Yuling Sect has been in existence for thousands of years, with luxuriant branches and leaves. In addition, there are monster and human races attached to it, and there are often cultivators from other sects who come to seek Taoism. .

Earlier, Xiaoshen saw a small boat on the Ligou River, and it was precisely because there was nothing serious in the sky above this area that the disciples were strictly forbidden to fly their imperial weapons.

The people living here are all elders like Xie Kurong, and disciples and grandchildren fly around above their heads when they have nothing to do, which seems disrespectful. Therefore, disciples who can fly and can't fly to and from the peaks here rely on a small boat.

The Ligou River is connected to the mountain peak, and there are ferry crossings everywhere. Xiaoshen and Daomi boarded the boat.

Dao Mi saw that Shang Jiyu was also on the boat, and he didn't dare to say anything. With Shang Jiyu's seniority, he was naturally unrestrained, and he could fly if he wanted to, but if he wanted to take a boat, Dao Mi could only back away silently Back up again.

The boat moves forward by itself without wooden oars.

Xiaoshen's spiritual power is gone, but his eyesight is still there. He has already discovered that Shang Jiyu is controlling the water. It turns out that Shang Jiyu also practiced water technique. No wonder he saw Shang Jiyu so close.

Xiaoshen found two lines of small characters on the boat, but he didn't recognize them, and asked, "What is written here?"

Daomi wanted to answer at first, but unexpectedly, his master uncle who never liked to talk too much rushed to answer: "The boats of the world carry the guests of the world, and the wine of the world rewards the people of the world. This is the handwriting of a master."

Xiaoshen half understood and half understood, and asked again: "Is the wine good? I haven't had it before."

Shang Jiyu saw that his deep blue eyes were full of curiosity, his expression was innocent, like a treasure out of this world, he unconsciously took a step forward.

The small boat was not big, Shang Jiyu took a step closer, and the distance from Xiaoshen was only a few feet away, his eyes were as dark as the night, deep, cold and restrained.

Xiaoshen almost thought that he would touch him, but in the end Shang Jiyu just stopped and said, "I have several jars of good wine..." He paused, considering Xiaoshen's level of exposure before, changed his words, "A few jars of good wine , I’ll give you a taste some other day.”

"Okay." Xiaoshen was more satisfied with Shang Jiyu, so knowledgeable and interesting. He didn't even understand why Dao Mi was so far away, standing at the tail of the boat, looking very afraid of Shang Jiyu.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Ligou River had no bottom and had rings on his feet, he would have sent Shang Jiyu into the water right now,

After bypassing the heavy mountains, we arrived at a sudden mountain peak with flying pavilions and dangerous buildings on the top of the mountain, which looked particularly precipitous. The Ligou River circles around here in an upward posture, and it happens to be a pavilion where the boat can be tied up and the passengers can be dropped off.

Shang Jiyu is the only person living in this entire mountain. Unlike other cultivators who have a unique peak, they may bring servants, disciples, mounts, pets, etc... it is very lively. It's as deserted here as Shang Jiyu.

Daomi came here to do odd jobs, and accompanied Xiaoshen around here, and chose a room he liked, and he went in to clean it up with magic techniques, and replaced it with new utensils.

Shang Jiyu didn't follow, Xiaoshen inspected the surroundings very freely, and felt that apart from the lack of water, it was also a good place.

"Tell me about Shang Jiyu." Xiaoshen didn't want to start a conversation with Daomi, but there were only the three of them in the whole mountain now.

"Master uncle!" Dao Mi hesitated for a moment, not daring to gossip about Shang Jiyu behind his back, and only picked up what he could say, "That's terrible, people are divided into three, six, and nine classes. If there is no rosewood and red sandalwood, master uncle is the top one." , first-class, the whole cultivation world says that Master Uncle is the only one after Yu Zhao!"

"Oh..." Xiaoshen nodded.

Dao Mi was not dissatisfied with his reaction, "Brother Xiaoshen, did you hear clearly, after Yu Zhao, you will be alone forever!"

"I heard it!" Xiao Shen said, "Yu Zhao, the one listening to the dragon's chant."

He remembered, bragging to the sky, listening to the sound to distinguish the color of the dragon.

Doya: "..."

I forgot that brother Xiaoshen knew Yu Zhao's name for less than a day...

Daomi put it another way: "Master uncle is only over five hundred years old, and he is already in the Ninth Realm of Immortality! Five hundred years old, he has cultivated so well that he will not be overwhelmed!"

Only then did Xiaoshen have a concept.

Ah, I won't give up, I guess I will be very dissatisfied, I'm afraid I won't be able to push it into the water...

Seeing that Xiaoshen finally had a reaction, Daomi was satisfied, and said: "Look at the whole Biqiao Peak, there is only one master and uncle, he doesn't accept disciples, he doesn't want to be subordinate, even a hundred years ago, there was a Xiaojiao who recommended himself and was willing to be Master Uncle's foot strength was also rejected."

"This genus is already the Aquarium whose bloodline is closest to that of the dragon clan. It will have a limitless future when it grows up, and it will definitely be a great help. Wherever it is placed, it should not be underestimated.

"My uncle just sneered at that time and said, there are no real dragons in the world, so why should I ride a dragon."

Xiao Shen: "???"

Xiaoshen: "I don't understand human language very well. Does this sentence mean that he wants to ride, but only rides a dragon?"

Daomi: "Uh, almost."

In fact, Dao Mi felt that it was a bit of a rivalry with the former Yu Zhao. He compared his master uncle with Yu Zhao. Who would want to? Yu Zhao even "recognized the golden dragon", and how could the master uncle be willing to accept other aquariums.

But what Senior Xiao Shen said was right.

Xiao Shen: "..."

The second emotional setback came so quickly?

No, it's impossible! How could Shang Jiyu say such a thing!

Xiao Shen still couldn't believe it.

Such a kind human race...

Xiaoshen was in a daze, wondering if Daomi was exaggerating, this guy seemed to talk about what he knew and what he didn't know.

Still sneered, Shang Jiyu must not be someone who can sneer.

Having said that, Master Uncle never accepts subordinates, made an exception and brought Brother Xiaoshen back, saying that it was to lift Brother Xiaoshen's restraint, is it really that simple? This is the first time we meet!

By the way, Brother Xiaoshen is also from the Shui tribe, but he didn't know what tribe it was from. Dao Mi secretly guessed that it might be an octopus.

Dao Mi only dared to guess from the bottom of his heart, how could he be able to figure out what the uncle and uncle who was not under pressure would do.

"Senior Xiaoshen, it's such an hour today, and you're new here, so let's take a break. I'll come and talk to you tomorrow, and I'll teach you how to read. Let's have a bow with tens of thousands of tons of cotton—"

Xiaoshen was annoyed by Daomi, but couldn't help being curious, "What do you mean?"

Daomi said contentedly: "If you have something to say (flower), talk slowly (play)!"

Xiao Shen: "..."

... Alas, shouldn't have asked.

Domi left.

Xiaoshen didn't want to rest, he had slept for ten thousand years, and he just wanted to recover quickly.

Shang Jiyu lived in a place where he was the only one, but the building was huge, which naturally existed in ancient times. This area alone is tens of feet wide, and he himself only used three or four of the rooms.

Xiao Shen lived in the same palace, and he didn't have to go far to get to the door of Shang Jiyu's room, and saw the door was wide open, as if he was waiting for someone to come. Of course, it may also be because there is no one on the mountain, it doesn't matter whether it is on or off.

Shang Jiyu sat in front of a table with his back to him, not knowing what he was doing.

Xiao Shen walked to his side, kicked his foot, and the silver ring rolled.

He said eagerly, "When did you start taking this for me?"

Shang Jiyu lowered his eyes, reached down with his hand, and grabbed Xiaoshen's ankle, rubbed his cold thumb twice on the fine white skin, but he didn't think it was enough, he let go and stood up, his figure was quite tall With Xiaoshen's head, such a close distance feels particularly oppressive.

No, or it wasn't because of his height and distance, but his gloomy aura reminded Xiaoshen of a storm at sea. At this moment, the moon on the sea was covered by dark clouds, and the snow on the top of the mountain collapsed.

Shang Jiyu embraced Xiaoshen's waist, carried him on the table, still kept a close distance, his eyes were full of unrestrained darkness...

The facial features are still profound and beautiful, but the temperament and expression are different, the coldness has become gloomy, even fierce.

Xiaoshen's lips parted slightly, looking at Shang Jiyu in surprise.

In such a situation, even if Shang Jiyu didn't say a word, Xiao Shen also understood why Dao Mi was afraid of Shang Jiyu, and why the Shang Jiyu he described was crazy.

One person with two faces, two personalities, worlds of difference, really strange...

Shang Jiyu raised his hand, allowing himself to get close to the young man, and lightly touched the young man's cheek with his fingertips. His smile deepened, but he still didn't reach his eyes. The young man's reaction was not surprising at all, everyone looked at him like this.

He sighed softly: "Don't be afraid."

How could Xiaoshen be afraid? There are so many weird and ugly sea monsters in the sea, and he is the biggest predator in the sea...

He just found it strange that the person in front of him didn't seem to have been taken away, but it gave him the feeling that he was a completely different person, and he didn't know why.

Human beings are so mysterious that there are still such things. Isn't this equivalent to buying one and getting one free, and picking one is equal to picking two.

So Xiao Shen said, "I'm not afraid, I just haven't seen it before, aren't you really taken away?"

He wanted to make sure that it wasn't the new seizing technology developed in the past ten thousand years.

"If I am taken away, the Yuling Sect will not fail to find out." Shang Jiyu looked deeply, and Xiaoshen's face could not find a trace of falsehood.

She looks squeamish, but she is courageous.

But he doesn't care whether this attitude is true or not, as long as the boy is here...

"So you have been like this since you were a child? Can you correct it?" Xiao Shen asked.

He doesn't really want to take advantage of this advantage. After all, it can be inferred from this that the one who wants to be a dragon knight has nothing to do with the other, and his moon on the sea is still innocent.

Upon hearing this request, Shang Jiyu twitched his mouth and asked in a low voice, "What do you think?"

Xiao Shen: "..."

It doesn't seem to work.

Shang Jiyu twirled his fingers as if nothing had happened, and said casually: "Since you are not afraid, that's great... I need you to do something, so you must not be afraid either."

Xiaoshen's eyes flickered, and he immediately responded: "What do you need? Is it in exchange for unlocking the spirit control ring for me?"

He felt that he was the big creditor of Yuling Sect, and any exchange seemed to take advantage of him.

"You can think of it this way." Shang Jiyu leaned forward, and the two of them could smell their breath. He said, "Just get closer to me after the moon rises."

Even Xie Kurong didn't know that there were some minor problems in his practice, even if he knew, others couldn't help him. This is the Taoism created by his master, and no one has practiced it except him.

After sunset and moonrise, the meridians in his body would go berserk, and after several months of suppressing and combing, there was still not much effect. Even in the daytime, this situation would start to happen, making him more and more irritable.

The dual personality that has existed since childhood has also become more frequent, and it used to be even unchanged for several months.

But I don't know why, as long as they get close to Xiaoshen, they will be quiet, the closer they are, the more peaceful they are, and they have never been more comfortable, so comfortable to practice...

The meridians are like the source of a river, and the water source that stirs up the wild waves is calm and calm, waiting for him to recuperate.

The disciples in the sect practiced the water method, and some of them asked the water tribe to help and refer to them. The thicker the blood of the dragon tribe, the greater the help they brought, but they have never heard of such a situation. I didn't see other disciples who couldn't help following Xiaoshen like him.

However, Shang Jiyu's Taoism is different from others, so he can't compare it at will.

He is the first person who practiced like this, he can only cross the river by feeling the stones, even if he doesn't understand the principle, as long as he knows that Xiaoshen belongs to him.

"How close?" Xiao Shen asked.

He didn't care about the reason, those aquariums also liked to stay by his side.

OK, acceptable.

Shang Jiyu said: "Of course, the closer the better."

"Understood!" Xiaoshen suddenly realized, "You mean...let me screw you?"

Shang Jiyu: "???"

With Xiaoshen's level of human speaking, he still doesn't understand that he should say "hug", even "wrap".

He stammered and said: "It's possible, but I only want him, not you!"

Shang Jiyu roughly understood Xiao Shen's meaning, and also heard that who "he" Xiao Shen said was nothing more than another self, and said solemnly: "Why?"

Because "he" doesn't have such hostility, a hostility that makes people fear.

Xiao Shen snorted, "Because you are not as good-looking as him."

Shang Jiyu almost laughed out loud, with the same face, can one still tell the difference between high and low

Shang Jiyu narrowed his eyes, and felt a little more oppressive for no reason: "...do you still remember that you asked me for something?"

Xiao Shen said: "So what, it's a big deal to change someone! Isn't it just a little bit slower, can't the suzerain explain it for me? He also said that the people of your Yuling Sect are knowledgeable, and there should be more people who can understand it."

Shang Jiyu seemed innocent and said: "But none of them can beat me."

Xiao Shen: "..."

As expected of a descendant of Fangcun, shameless enough.

But Xiaoshen didn't admit defeat, and quickly said: "I believe 'he' will definitely help me, without you!"

Even though it was just one side, Xiao Shen believed in that Shang Jiyu very much, and from the very first sight, he distinguished them clearly, different from others in general, this attitude almost regarded them as different people.

Shang Jiyu actually felt dumbfounded.

If it is not difficult to let go of this feeling...

Shang Jiyu said softly, "I am him."

Xiaoshen looked at Shang Jiyu, he had the same appearance, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel right.

Xiaoshen said angrily, "That's not true, he's not as 'capable' as you, and Jiao wouldn't even ride."

Still want to ride a dragon, bah.

Shang Jiyu fell into silence, and then recalled what Xiaoshen said before, as if he suddenly understood something.

So... the boy is a dragon

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Shang Jiyu: Jiao

Michiya: Octopus

Xie Kurong: Bastard, it must be Bastard, I won