Seeing the pitiful look of the young man, Qingheng Xianzun helplessly rubbed the other party's hair: "Molin, you..."
"Mo Lin?" Qiu Yutong couldn't help muttering, it turned out that this young man was called "Mo Lin", which was worthy of the name. The scales of the little dragon in the bamboo forest before were a strange dark red color close to jet black, and "ink scales" was probably the name given to it by Qingheng Immortal Venerable.
Mo Lin gave two "woo hoo", tried to lower his head, and rubbed his side face against the palm of Qingheng Immortal Venerable, seeming to enjoy it very much.
Qingheng Xianzun smiled and rubbed him twice: "Stop whining, let's go, go to the roof, I will teach you to blow leaves."
"Woo!" Mo Lin's dark golden eyes lit up slightly, and immediately pulled Immortal Qing Heng, and the two of them jumped out of the window lightly.
"Go, follow and have a look!" Qiu Yutong was a little curious, and also pulled Lu Xiao up to the roof.
The two of them went up to the roof only to find that the whole glazed bamboo building is a stilted building, about ten feet high from the ground, and the design is very delicate.
At this moment, it was the setting sun, and on the edge of the distant mountains like ink and wash, a half round of orange sunset was looming, and the hazy warm afterglow reflected the boundless emerald green bamboo sea, giving off a soft orange halo. Where the breeze passes, the entire bamboo sea undulates, and the afterglow shimmers like a sparkling sea.
Sitting on the eaves of the glazed roof, Qingheng Xianzun picked a bamboo leaf casually, folded it slightly, put it in his light-colored lips, whimpered and blew, it was a very bright spring tune.
Lu Xiao said in a low voice: "He is also out of tune."
"What are you talking about?" Qiu Yutong couldn't help but glared at the little apprentice, what does "also" go out of tune! What does "also" mean? !
Mo Lin was lying on the glazed roof eaves, tilting his head slightly, listening to Qingheng Immortal Venerable blowing bamboo leaves, expressing his liking with "woo woo" from time to time.
Qing Heng blew for a while, and even made several wrong notes, he couldn't hold back his face, and threw the bamboo leaf aside angrily: "This bamboo leaf leaks air, so I won't blow it."
Mo Lin blinked in confusion: "Huh?"
He seems to be asking, it sounds so good, why don't you stop playing it
Immortal Master Qing Heng found that he was really bad at blowing, he was very depressed, and he didn't bother to take care of the ink scales, so he picked up the small wine jar next to him, slapped the wine seal, raised his head and drank.
He took a few sips of "gulu gulu" before putting down the wine jar, and wiped the corner of his mouth slightly: "Huh, it's still delicious sweet wine. Sigh, I'm going to the Dongtian auction again in a few days. The wine of Mrs. Dongtian, It's unpalatable, spicy and bitter."
Mo Lin stared at him closely.
"What's the matter, do you want to drink too? There are only two jars of my bamboo leaf honey brew..." Qingheng Xianzun hesitated a little, and still passed the wine jar over, "Forget it, I can give you a taste, but Just two sips."
Mo Lin stared at the corner of his lips, did not pick up the wine jar, but suddenly leaned forward, and lightly licked the small honey-colored wine stain on the corner of the other's lips.
"This silly dragon, how does he think he drinks?" Qiu Yutong couldn't help but burst out laughing, but Lu Xiao looked down at him, but didn't smile.
Qingheng Immortal Venerable blinked his eyes, the whole person was stunned, and Mo Lin licked randomly for a while, seeing that his tongue was about to stick in, he suddenly reacted, and pushed the other party away angrily: "What are you doing?" ?!"
Mo Lin was pushed to the side, and blinked aggrievedly: "Woo."
"Don't woo woo, speak human words!"
"Qing Heng said... say, give Mo Lin a drink." Mo Lin stammered.
"That's not the way to drink it!" Qing Heng was about to go crazy, "The kind of thing just now is not allowed to be done in the future, you know?!"
"Why, why?"
"That's what two people who like each other can do!"
"Qing, doesn't Qing Heng like Mo Lin? But, Mo Lin likes Qing Heng. And, and... Mo Lin was able to kiss when he was young, and Qing Heng liked it."
"You silly dragon, do you know what liking is? I, I really... Forget it, I can't explain it to a monster like you! At that time, you were still a little dragon, with a chopstick the size of a chopstick, wrapped around my neck every day Come on, kiss and kiss..."
"Xiaolong?" Mo Lin tilted his head and thought for a while, the thin dark red scales gradually covered his ears and cheeks, the dark golden eyes also shrank into vertical pupils, and the nails gradually became extremely sharp and slender , and finally with a sound of "啪!", a long black dragon tail swung up and strangled Qingheng Immortal Venerable by the waist.
Mo Lin propped his hands on the left and right sides of Qingheng Immortal Venerable, and muttered: "Mo Lin is a little dragon, Qing Heng, Qing Heng said, the little dragon can kiss."
Immortal Qing Heng glared at him, before he realized how to deal with this bandit's logic, the other party had already pressed down hard, gnawing at his lips indiscriminately, and now it was Immortal Qing Heng who said, "Woooooooooo".
"They are so stupid." Qiu Yutong couldn't help laughing, but at the same time it was funny, there was a strange soreness in her heart.
"..." Lu Xiao looked at those two people without saying a word.
Qingheng Immortal Venerable struggled "Woooooooo", Mo Lin pressed him tightly, and kissed him all the way to the neck in a chaotic way, his breath was heavy, he was chaotic and excited, Qingheng Immortal Venerable was itchy and painful from being bitten , angry and funny, suddenly, he jerked violently, his whole body stiffened: "You..."
While kissing him, Mo Lin dazedly rubbed against him, grabbed his hand and reached down: "Wuuuu, it's uncomfortable here, Qing Heng touches it."
Qingheng Immortal Venerable's face turned black, and he pushed him away: "Are you crazy?!"
Mo Lin was thrown up and down, looking at Qingheng Immortal Venerable at a loss, his expression was very confused, but he seemed to know that the other party was really angry, and he didn't dare to make any moves anymore, just looked at the other party eagerly, with dark golden eyes There was a little water vapor, and it looked unbearably longing, but also ignorant and confused.
Qingheng Immortal Venerable calmed down for a while before reluctantly said: "Forget it, it's normal for you to grow up."
Mo Lin tilted his head: "Huh?"
"You will naturally be like this when you grow up, but you can't... Alas." Qingheng Xianzun rubbed his brows in great difficulty, "How should I explain to you? There is no one of your kind in this place..."
"In short, it's a good thing that you've grown up. When you return to the Demon Realm, there will be many, many beautiful girls who like you, and you will like one of them. You will... well, do what you like, just Like just now, then there will be little dragons." Qingheng Xianzun explained dryly.
Mo Lin blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand.
"In short, you will leave me in the future and find someone you like, and that person must also like you, and then you can do this kind of thing, understand?" Qingheng Xianzun could only simply and rudely say.
Mo Lin stared at him, and suddenly shouted: "Don't understand! Don't understand! Don't leave!"
He glared at Qingheng Immortal Venerable, looking nervous, angry, and sad, his dark golden pupils narrowed into a thin line, and even the tail coiled around the opponent's waist was tightened.
Qingheng Immortal Venerable was annoyed, and he shuddered violently when he split his hands: "Let go! No, let go of your tail!"
Mo Lin was so angry and impatient that he couldn't even speak, he covered his forehead and "wowed" in grievance and anger, and stared at Qingheng Immortal Venerable as if accusing, his eyes were very red.
Qiu Yutong's heart softened for no reason, and she couldn't help sighing: "It's too small, and there are no other females of the same race here, so it's a pity that it doesn't understand these things."
Lu Xiao was silent for a long time, then suddenly said softly: "I think it just wants to..."
Before he finished speaking, the scenery in front of the two of them changed again.
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In the open space in the bamboo forest, there are exquisite white jade tables and stools. Qingheng Immortal Venerable leaned against the white jade table, trying to recite a volume of gossip about love between men and women, trying very hard to explain to Mo Lin what "like" is, Mo Lin lay on the table and listened, seeming to understand I understand.
Qingheng Xianzun was halfway through the recitation, and suddenly raised his head: "Changning? Why are you here?"
A handsome gray-clothed man pushed aside a few green bamboos, went to the white jade table and sat down: "Why can't I come? Hey, there are fruits to eat!"
Daoist Changning picked up a fruit from the fruit plate, and was about to gnaw it, Mo Lin grabbed his wrist and said sharply: "Don't eat it! Qing Heng picked it for me!"
Daoist Changning raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, the little monster has grown so big? It also speaks a lot more smoothly, but it's a bit stingy. Little monster, when I met Qing Heng, you hadn't hatched from the egg yet. , I will eat two fruits from Qingheng, why are you in a hurry?"
Mo Lin pursed her lips tightly, glaring at the other party viciously, her hands did not relax at all. Daoist Changning struggled several times, but he couldn't break free. He simply lowered his head shamelessly, and took a big bite with a "click".
"Bah, bah, bah! This is fucking poisonous!"
Qingheng Xianzun was not happy: "Why is it poisonous? I picked it myself. Although it is a bit sour, I don't like it too much, but Molin likes it. If you have to grab it from him, it's a waste. You also said it was poisonous, why are you like this?"
"...He likes to eat this stuff?" Daoist Changning glanced at the ink scales tightly protecting the fruit plate, and said dryly, "Okay, maybe the taste of monsters is different from ours."
The two chatted nonsense for a while, and Daojun Changning suddenly said: "By the way, have you thought about what I told you last time?"
Qingheng Xianzun hesitated for a moment, then took another look at Mo Lin: "Mo Lin, you haven't practiced your calligraphy today, go back to the house."
Mo Lin looked hesitantly at Daoist Changning, then at Immortal Qingheng, and reluctantly left.
Qiu Yutong said softly: "This little dragon is quite obedient today."
Lu Xiao narrowed his eyes: "It didn't leave, it circled around and came back again, listen."
Qiu Yutong listened carefully, a little speechless: "... seems to be behind us."
The two looked back cautiously, and Mo Lin was indeed squatting behind them, staring at the stone table with full attention.
Daoist Changning took a sip of tea and sighed again: "Qing Heng, haven't you thought about it yet?"
Immortal Master Qing Heng stared at the dog blood storybook in his hand, without saying a word.
"Sooner or later, it will be sent away. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain." Daojun Changning shook his head, "Last time at the Dongtian Auction, it jumped out of your sleeve and made a mess of the venue. Everyone knows that Immortal Qing Heng raised a demon dragon."
Qingheng Xianzun silently clenched the scripture in his hand: "It's just a little dragon."
"What kind of dragon is it, don't you know? Eighteen years ago, the demon world was in chaos, and the youngest son of the Demon Emperor Haotian escaped... It is said that this youngest son is the Tianzong Demon Vein, with blood-colored black scales all over his body, like embers of a flame, and he raised you with you." This little dragon is exactly the same."
"So what?"
Daoist Changning said slowly: "You know in your heart that unless you send it away, this green bamboo forest of yours will never be peaceful."
Qingheng Xianzun said softly: "My bamboo forest is protected by a seal, without my permission, you can only go out and not enter."
"Your seal is certainly very powerful, but what if several powerful people attack at the same time? I heard that the heads of the four major sects are very interested in this magic dragon you raised, especially that magic pill. Woolen cloth."
"No, since I am a powerful monk, I will never be so despicable." Qing Heng frowned and said, "Even if I raised a magic dragon, it didn't do anything bad, and over the years, I have helped Quite a few people also have a little bit of reputation, if these masters team up to attack my green bamboo forest for the sake of magic pills, and if this kind of news spreads, then their master position probably won’t even be considered.”
"I hope so." Daojun Changning sighed, "Speaking of which, you are about to break through, right? Then take advantage of the time of retreat and think about it, whether it is more important to practice and prove the way or a monster?"
Qingheng Xianzun lowered his eyes: "These are two different things."
"Qingheng, you've always been able to think about it, how come this time..." Daojun Changning couldn't help but shook his head, "Since it was born in the Demon Realm and has such an identity, it will have to go back sooner or later, and stay here for a long time It may not be a good thing for it. In fact, maybe you have been in seclusion for a long time, and it feels bored by itself, so it will leave... You are not reluctant, are you? "
Immortal Master Qing Heng drooped his eyelashes, but didn't say a word.
Mo Lin listened to the conversation between the two, his expression was stunned, his dark golden pupils narrowed slightly: "Qing Heng..."
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The illusion was constantly changing, and not long after, Qing Heng Xianzun retreated in the glazed bamboo building.
Mo Lin sat blankly under the glazed bamboo building, looking up at the radiant building: "Woo, Qing Heng..."
There was no movement in the bamboo building.
After a long time, Mo Lin gradually became anxious, and he couldn't even maintain his human form anymore. His lower body gradually turned into a jet-black dragon body, and his upper body lay on the door, scratching the door constantly: "Qing Heng, let me in, woo woo , I want to go in!"
Mo Lin scratched for a long time, but there was still no movement in the room, the whole dragon was gone, and the dark golden pupils gradually dimmed.
He thought for a while, and then coiled around a huge green bamboo next to him. He tried his best to look into the glazed bamboo building, trying to see what the man was doing, but the entire glazed bamboo building was covered with a layer of light. light, I can't see anything.
The illusion was changing rapidly, and the weather was getting colder. Molin had been guarding outside the bamboo building for three whole months, and he still hadn't waited for Qingheng Xianzun to come out.
Qiu Yutong couldn't bear it in her heart: "It's too young and doesn't know how to retreat, so I think Immortal Qingheng doesn't want him anymore."
Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, and said in a shy voice: "Actually, if there are no accidents, Qingheng Immortal Venerable will also ascend to the ascension. Dao and demons have different paths, so it's not... the same."
His voice was a bit bitter, and he didn't know if he was talking about Molin and Qingheng Xianzun when he said "the same", or he was talking about the enthronement ceremony back then.
Gradually, the green bamboo forest began to snow, and the mountains and plains were covered with white.
Molin seemed to think that Qingheng Xianzun was angry with him, so he went out in the heavy snow all day long, picked up many strange things from nowhere, trying to please the other party, there were bright red chicken blood stones, crystal stones, and strange things. The spiritual flowers and grasses... all piled up at the entrance of the glazed bamboo building.
On this day, it brought back a large pile of Yuhua stones, put bamboo on it, and looked inside, but of course it still couldn't see anything.
Mo Lin's expression was a little disappointed, and then he suddenly turned his head slightly vigilantly, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Qiu Yutong hesitated: "It seems...someone is coming."
Lu Xiao frowned deeply: "Listen to this voice, there are at least five hundred people."
"what happened?"
"I guess, 80% of people took advantage of Qingheng Xianzun's retreat and joined forces to get the magic pill of this magic dragon."
Sure enough, in less than a moment, a large group of monks poured into the green bamboo forest, and there were at least seven or eight sects. Someone shouted: "He is in the critical moment of retreat, the guy in everyone's hands, just go to the bamboo building to greet him!" It's gone! Let him go crazy!"
"As long as Qing Heng is dead, that magic dragon will be within reach!"
"How can you get a tiger cub if you don't enter the tiger's lair? Come on everyone!!"
Everyone shouted loudly, and for a moment, countless spirit swords rushed straight towards the glazed bamboo building with the sound of piercing through the sky! On the exquisite glazed bamboo building, there was a crisp cracking sound!
The faint light of the glazed bamboo building immediately dimmed for a moment, and Molin's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and it rushed forward with its body, protecting the glazed bamboo building with its body!
However, his half-dragon, half-human body is too small to protect well at all!
Mo Lin took a deep breath, and quickly revealed its prototype, which turned out to be a gigantic dark dragon! This dragon is covered with fine and dense scales, and those scales glow with an ominous dark bloody light, like embers after burning flames!
All the monks exclaimed in unison!
"Demon Dragon! It's a Demon Dragon!!"
"It's transformed! What to do?!"
"Don't be afraid, it's still young and doesn't know any spells, everyone!"
"Come on, smash the glazed platform, kill the dragon and get the magic pill!"
"Kill the dragon, get the magic pill!"
"Kill the dragon, get the magic pill!!"
Following this shout, spiritual swords, spiritual power attacks, and various magic weapons fell towards the glazed bamboo building like a torrential rain!
The ink scales circled up and tightly protected the glazed bamboo building with its body, but after all, it was still not well protected. From time to time, a spirit sword passed through the gap and hit the doors and windows of the glazed bamboo building hard, making bursts of crisp cracking sounds!
"These people took advantage of Qingheng Xianzun's retreat to disturb his state of mind and make him go crazy... It's too despicable!" Qiu Yutong frowned fiercely.
Lu Xiao said softly: "The main purpose of these monks should be the magic pill. After all, this ink scale is just a monster. After chasing it away, Immortal Venerable Qingheng will be safe for the time being."
Mo Lin tightly guarded the crumbling glazed bamboo building, feeling distressed, angry, anxious, and a little confused. It looked at the group of hideous-looking monks below, and seemed to have no idea why Qing Heng was so good. , these people want to kill Qing Heng
"Qing Heng's cultivation of demons is an enemy of my cultivation world! I don't deserve to be called an immortal!"
"That's right, he deserved it!"
"Kill the dragon, get the magic pill!"
"Kill the dragon, get the magic pill!"
"Get on everyone!!"
Suddenly, a bright and huge spirit sword came through the air with the sound of icy wind!
Mo Lin flicked its tail, "Snap!" The spirit sword was opened with a sound, and a string of bright red blood splashed out of its tail! It trembled in pain, and its dark golden pupils suddenly shrank, but it still guarded its body motionlessly. That crumbling bamboo building.
Numerous spirit weapon attacks came one after another... Molin endured severe pain and firmly protected the bamboo building, while trying hard to think about the purpose of these human races. After a long time, it finally understood ignorantly that these people wanted to kill Qingheng. It's because of myself.
There is nothing wrong with what that annoying Taoist Changning said.
I blame myself.
If he was gone... Qing Heng would be safe.
Mo Lin closed his eyes, then slowly raised his neck, and with a furious roar that resounded through the sky, a mouthful of dark red boiling flames gushed out! !
"Boom!!" A large area of the green bamboo forest was burned instantly, and dozens of monks were covered in flames, rolling on the ground, howling loudly!
"The dragon has killed people!!"
"Sure enough, it's a monster! Animal nature is hard to tame!"
"This is how to do?!"
The four powerful monks who had been standing on the sidelines were all staring at the furious dragon at this moment, and then they floated up at the same time, and slowly drew out the spirit sword in their hands.
The heads of the four sects join forces, who can resist? !
Mo Lin didn't wait for them to make a move, soared into the air, and swept out of the green bamboo forest with a gust of scorching wind!
"The magic dragon has escaped, everyone chase it!!"
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