The dragon race has an infinite lifespan. As long as they don't seek death, it is almost equivalent to immortality. Living for ten thousand years is not a problem.
Charmander is a young dragon, but according to human age, it is now about to enter adulthood, and naturally it has developed some adolescent troubles.
It lay at the gate of Qingliu Jianzong Mountain, not showing its original form, but turning into a little red pig as usual, shaking its drooping fat tail from time to time.
Outside the mountain gate were some mortals selling medicinal herbs and food. Now that Wen Yun had almost turned the entire Cloud Sea Realm into a continent, it had become much more convenient for everyone to travel around. The indigenous people who had originally stayed on a small cloud island all their lives and were unable to leave had also come out to make a living.
These mortals have a very good relationship with the disciples of Qingliu Sword Sect, and are also quite familiar with the little fire dragon. Although they don't know that it is actually Wen Yun's little dragon, they all know that it is a spirit pig raised by a certain immortal... no, a spirit beast.
The old lady selling wolf-tooth potatoes came over with her basket on her shoulder. When she saw the little fire dragon, she smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Why is the little pig lying here in the sun today?"
If someone else called it a piglet, Charmander would have definitely opened his mouth to bite it, but this was an old lady, so it could only hang its tail and weakly reply: "I'm not happy."
The old lady was peeling potatoes leisurely, and she took the time to ask the piglet: "Why are you unhappy? Doesn't your master give you delicious food?"
That's not the case. Wen Yun fed it whatever food he had first, and even Ye Shubai had to stand back a little. That's why its stomach didn't deflate even after burning so many bricks...
Charmander sighed: "Do you remember Shen Xinghai? The guy who always came with me to buy potatoes, the one with the sword in his left hand."
The old lady nodded with a smile: "I remember, I gave you a cushion last time."
The little fire dragon continued, "I have ascended to heaven in recent years. Although I am not as abnormal as my master, I have also been struck by hundreds of heavenly thunders and comprehended the law of wind. I am very angry."
It touched its fat belly and said in an even more depressed tone: "And Lin Fan who came back with me has also comprehended the power of the law."
"Although Meng Ran has not yet ascended, he has already comprehended the law of illusion, which is even more extreme than the others."
"By the way, Zhu Erchong, the guy who loves to slack off the most, is the bearded guy who originally built Baiyun City with me. I don't know what kind of magic medicine he took in recent years, which gave him an epiphany. He was originally in the Golden Core Stage, but now he is actually about to cross the tribulation stage. And Xiaoqing has also become very powerful..."
The little fire dragon rolled over on the bluestone slab, feeling extremely depressed: "How come they are all so powerful, only you are the most useless, the Beast Taming Sect came to visit a few days ago, they brought many beasts, all of them are at the Ascension Stage, only you are only at the Transformation Stage."
Its little boy-like voice sounded as if it was about to cry, with some frustration and grievance that it itself was not aware of. The ending tone trembled and drooped down like its tail.
Charmander never said these words before. When facing those fools, it still remained the proud Lord Dragon.
"Oh, so you're afraid that you'll be outdone by others?"
By now, the old lady had already cut the potatoes and started frying them in the pan. She was just an ordinary person and did not understand the power of laws or the art of transformation and ascension. She calmly put the fried potatoes into a bowl, mixed it with various seasonings, and then handed it to the little fire dragon.
"Then try your best. There's no use just lying here in the sun." The old lady spoke directly and had no intention of comforting Charmander.
The little fire dragon sniffed and ate potatoes sadly: "If I want to advance, I can only fight with the dragon clan, but I have never seen other dragons..."
The promotion of the dragon clan has always been cruel. The purer the dragon bloodline, the stronger the strength. Although the little fire dragon also has a trace of dragon bloodline, it is actually only a tiny bit. It needs to rob and devour the blood power of other dragons to promote itself.
"A dragon?"
The old lady thought for a moment and said slowly, "But we saw a dragon a few days ago, and it was inside your sect."
"Huh?" Charmander was shocked, how could it not know!
The old lady smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits: "It was really amazing. We all gathered together to see the wonder. The dragon was so tall and majestic, and its aqua blue scales were shining. It was so beautiful."
She thought about it, then picked out an exceptionally long potato strip with surprise: "Here, it's about the same as this."
The little fire dragon swung its tail heavily, and it seemed to remember that there was such a divine beast that followed the Beast Taming Sect to the Qingliu Sword Sect. However, the momentum of that group of beasts was too ferocious and arrogant, and it had no heart to communicate with them in detail.
It was shocked and stammered—
"Is that a dragon? Isn't that... isn't that a snake?!"
It turns out it wasn't a snake.
He really is a dragon.
Wen Yun hugged the little fire dragon that suddenly rushed over, and wiped the chili oil off the corner of its mouth. After hearing the latter's request, he couldn't help wondering: "You want to meet the people of the Beast Taming Sect?"
The various sects in the upper realms would interact with each other. Since the Qingliu Sword Sect came to the Yunhai Realm from the cultivation world, it was no exception. The Beast Taming Sect was a large sect in the upper realm. This sect used the raising and taming of various divine beasts as a means of combat. Almost all the disciples of the sect had contracted beasts. This time, they came to have a friendly exchange with the Qingliu Sword Sect.
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai didn't like this kind of social work. They just wanted to practice quietly and have some free time. Plus, Liu Luoyin was the head of the sect, so they had a clear conscience and didn't show up.
Of course, Wen Yun still had to find an excuse, and it was quite sufficient: None of the Beast Taming Sect's supreme elders had come, so wouldn't it be very unethical for them to come out and beat up the younger ones
As for those "younger generations", almost all of them are dozens or hundreds of times older than her, so she doesn't care.
"I'm not going to see the people of the Beast Taming Sect, I'm going to see the Beast Taming Sect's beasts." Some excited little flames jumped out of the little fire dragon's tail, and it said seriously: "I heard that there is a dragon in there."
Wen Yun had also heard about this.
She nodded.
The little fire dragon clasped its two front paws together, hesitated for a moment, and soon became firm: "I want to fight with you!"
Wen Yun continued to nod and said calmly, "Okay."
This answer made the little dragon a little unbelievable. It stammered and asked: "Aren't you stopping me?"
"Why should we stop him? It's a good thing that the child wants to make progress." Wen Yun answered confidently.
The little fire dragon was anxious, shaking its tail desperately: "Don't you know that dragons fight to compete for the blood of the divine dragon? What if I lose and he takes my blood away? Then I will become an ordinary dragon. Don't you worry about me and feel sorry for me?"
Wen Yun was getting anxious as he spoke, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only pick up the little dragon and rub the very light hair on its forehead: "I feel sorry for you and worried about you, but before we fight, you should go and see the dragon first."
The Beast Taming Sect brought a lot of wild beasts this time. Because these wild beasts are already intelligent and have their own habits, the Qingliu Sword Sect did not restrain them, but let them choose their favorite habitats.
And the dragon is now in the cold pond in the back mountain.
After Wen Yun found out the location, he was worried that his little dragon would be bullied, and wanted to take it with him to meet the dragon, but the people from the Beast Taming Sect smiled and shook their heads.
"Lord Canglong has an extremely peaceful temperament and will not fight with anyone. In fact, it is just staying in our sect and is not anyone's contracted beast. This time it came to your sect just to relax. If there are new friends visiting, I think Lord will be happy to see them."
As for worrying about Charmander hurting Canglong
That's not possible. Beilong has already reached the Ascension Stage. He can blow Charmander away with just a swing of his tail.
The little fire dragon flapped its wings and slowly flew towards the back mountain. It would be a lie to say that it wasn't nervous. After all, it was facing an extremely ferocious and terrifying opponent. Maybe it would swallow it up with just one mouth...
If it were in the past, the little fire dragon would have run away long ago, but perhaps because it had been with Shen Xinghai and his ilk for too long, it did not retreat because of the strength of its opponent, and still chose to try to fight.
The dragon clan is very fair to each other. Charmander doesn't expect to be promoted, but just wants to try fighting with other dragons.
The combative character flowing in its dragon blood gradually awakened.
The back mountain is extremely secluded, perhaps because of the presence of dragons, not even the chirping of birds can be heard, let alone other wild animals.
The little fire dragon that had transformed into its original form landed majestically. Thanks to Wen Yun who had asked it to make bricks, its belly was still round after shrinking, but the fat became firm and smooth after it transformed into its original form, which was very beautiful.
It squinted its eyes and looked around, finally landing on the edge of the cold pond.
The temperature here was too low, making the fire-loving little fire dragon feel uncomfortable. It swung its tail and ignited a dragon flame to dispel the cold air. Its golden-red eyes drooped and its gaze fell on the bottom of the cold pond which was covered with a layer of ice.
It was strange that it didn't sense any trace of dragon's breath.
Maybe not in this cold pond
Just as the little fire dragon was about to spread its wings and fly up, a crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.
The first thing that broke was a small piece of ice, but soon, the cracks became larger and larger, and finally, the entire ice surface turned into tiny ice crystals that splashed everywhere. In the soft sunlight, an ice-blue dragon tail was swung out, and the dragon scales showed a dazzling and gorgeous reflection. In this desolate cold pond, it was like a cold and beautiful gem that suddenly bloomed with all its beauty.
The little fire dragon was stunned.
What appeared in front of it was a creature with a snake-like head, half of its slender body floating in the air, and the other half still hidden under the water. Its eyes were deep dark blue, and it was looking at Charmander calmly.
Then, it tilted its head slightly, seeming curious.
After a long time, he spoke slowly, but it was not the powerful and ferocious voice as imagined, but a very soft and slow little girl's voice.
"I have never seen a beast like this before. What is it?"
Its speech speed was very slow, lazy and soft, completely different from its appearance.
The sound made the tip of Charmander's tail tremble involuntarily.
Of course, after staying with Wen Yun for so long, it naturally learned the essence of the matter. At this moment, it replied calmly and calmly: "It is a dragon."
"Dragon?" Canglong seemed very surprised at the answer. He swam out of the cold pond and approached Charmander, then lowered his head and sniffed at its wings. His long and slender dragon whiskers fluttered gracefully in the wind, swaying again and again in front of Charmander's eyes, and the chill made it shiver.
Finally, Canglong replied slowly: "It seems that we are not the same kind of dragon."
It did not deny Charmander's dragon identity.
And Charmander also discovered that, although they were both called dragons, it and the Azure Dragon were not of the same species at all. It couldn't even sense that the other had the dragon blood it was looking for.
They are two different creatures that are both called dragons... just like crows and magpies, they are both called birds, but they are very different.
The little fire dragon finally understood why Wen Yun was so confident in letting it come, because there was no way that it would fight with the blue dragon for the power of blood!
The blue dragon slowly dived back to the bottom of the water, leaving only its huge head floating on the surface.
It yawned and asked lazily, "Do you want to sleep together?"
While speaking, he waved his dragon tail, as if inviting Charmander to go into the water with him.
Charmander's face turned red instantly, and the dragon flame on the tip of its tail also jumped up.
Sleep together, sleep together...
I don’t know why, but it didn’t feel so excited even when being invited to sleep by Master Suyuan!
Charmander stammered, "Why... why do we have to sleep together?"
"This cold pond is very comfortable, a good place for cultivation." Canglong said slowly: "Aren't you going to cultivate?"
The little fire dragon thought that if he wanted to practice, he would have to fight with the monster, and sleeping would not be possible.
but…
"Can we practice while sleeping?" The little fire dragon felt the breath of ascension coming from the other party and couldn't help but be surprised. At first, it thought that this blue dragon had devoured at least hundreds of dragons.
"Yeah, I slept for about..." Canglong closed his dark blue eyes, as if thinking about the problem seriously, and finally gave a vague answer: "About nine thousand years? The cultivation of dragons like you increases slowly with age. If you sleep less and fight less, your cultivation will naturally increase."
Charmander fell silent.
Canglong didn't notice anything wrong, and continued to lazily ask the little fire dragon: "By the way, your cultivation doesn't seem to be very high, you are quite young, right?"
The little fire dragon was already scared silly by the "Nine Thousand Years". At first, it thought it was a little dragon girl, but it never expected that it was actually a dragon ancestor!
Hearing the other party's question, it could only mumble and answer subconsciously: "I am also over 600 years old."
"Oh, it's only over 600." Canglong said indifferently: "It's still a cub."
The word cub hurt Charmander.
It completely lost the will to fight with the other party. After returning to the Tenth Peak that day, it locked itself in the Dragon Cave for a long time and did not come out. Wen Yun made a crispy cloud pig and went to look for it but could not find it, so he had to put the midnight snack at the entrance of its cave.
However, the next day, it couldn't help but fly towards Canglong again.
Because Charmander is so curious.
Just sleeping can improve cultivation. What kind of magical skill is this? It also wants to have it!
For this purpose, it specially brought the crispy cloud pig, wanting to use this thing to bribe Canglong, to see if it could get some information out of him.
However, Canglong ate the pig but did not give out the martial arts skills.
"That's the talent of the dragon race... Oh, I forgot, we are not the same kind of dragons." Canglong swallowed the cloud pig in one gulp and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
"Anything else?"
The little Charmander, who didn't even get to eat a bite of pork, was heartbroken: "It's gone, there's only one left."
Hearing this answer, Canglong was obviously a little disappointed, and his dragon whiskers drooped down. The soft voice of the little girl sounded aggrieved: "Is that so... I have never eaten anything so delicious."
The little fire dragon was shocked: "The people of the Beast Taming Sect don't give us meat to eat?"
Canglong wagged his tail and said, "I forgot. I seemed to be sleeping the whole time. When I woke up, people offered me all kinds of magical herbs and elixirs, but no one gave me meat to eat. I was too lazy to go out and look for it myself."
After all, it is a divine dragon. In the eyes of the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, it is an existence that should be well worshipped. Ordinary spirit beasts can be fed meat, but the Canglong must be fed with various carefully refined spiritual pills.
As it spoke, its eyes slowly began to close, and it looked like it was sleepy again.
Charmander scratched his head.
Finally, he asked tentatively: "How about I take you out for a meal?"
The blue dragon, which was about to dive into the water, suddenly jumped out of the water.
"Let's go!"
After a while—
"Is this what you mean by leaving?"
A little red pig appeared outside the mountain gate of Qingliu Sword Sect, with a soft ice-blue little lizard riding on the pig's body. Its tiny claws were holding the little fire dragon's tail to prevent it from falling.
Canglong didn't reply, only very light snoring sounds could be heard, he actually fell asleep again!
The little fire dragon was so angry, but he couldn't beat the dragon ancestor, so he was forced to be a mount.
"Hey, what do you want to eat?"
Now we have arrived at the food stalls, and the aroma of various foods wafts out.
The blue dragon riding on the dragon's back sniffed, and finally slowly opened his eyes.
It hesitated a little: "I have never eaten it before..."
From its birth till now, Canglong has been worshipped by various sects. Ordinary cultivators would kneel down respectfully when they saw it, while various beasts and animals would tremble with fear when they saw it. Its dragon life was really boring. It could only sleep all the time, and when it woke up, it would swallow two pills to pass the time. How could it have ever eaten these things
The old lady who was packing up her stall also noticed Charmander. She smiled and said, "Hey, little pig, you're here again? Oh, you brought a friend with you today?"
Charmander: “…”
Could you please not call me piggy in front of other dragons
The old lady cast her eyes on Canglong and said with a smile, "It turns out to be a small snake. There is half a potato left here. Do you want to eat it?"
After a moment, Canglong licked his tongue and squinted his eyes: "It smells so good, next one."
Charmander: “…”
Half a month later, the Beast Taming Sect, which had just finished its exchange and discussion, fell into panic.
The cold pond was empty; the Lord Canglong, whom we had worshipped for a thousand years, was gone!
None of the Beast Taming Sect's disciples suspected that it was the Qingliu Sword Sect that did it. After all, that was Lord Canglong. How could an ordinary person capture it without any noise
"Alas... It is said that the Azure Dragon will choose another place to bless every thousand years. It seems that it has chosen to leave, and the fate with our Beast Taming Sect is severed."
The elder of the Beast Taming Sect shook his head helplessly, led all the disciples to kowtow in front of the cold pond, and left in silence.
And on the tenth peak.
"Huh? Xiaohong, is this your friend?" Wen Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at the slender lizard that suddenly appeared.
The little fire dragon, who had taken Canglong to tour Baiyun City for half a month, hung his tail with only regret in his heart.
It was wrong. It shouldn't have gone to fight the dragon in the first place. If it didn't want to fight, it wouldn't have become another dragon's mount now.
It said weakly: "...I guess so."
The tiny lizard on Charmander was now holding the tip of its tail and snoring softly.
The little dragon was so tired and sleepy that he almost fell asleep while sitting.
However, it could not fall asleep successfully, for no other reason than it was too noisy outside.
There was a bustling noise coming from far away at the foot of the mountain. It turned out that the new disciples from the Tenth Peak were all looking up and saw sword cultivators flying up on the ten mountaintops. They were wearing white clothes and had extraordinary temperament. The sword light under their feet made the peaks below seem like rare treasures appearing in the world.
All the young boys and girls were looking at this scene with longing, talking about it with excitement.
"Hey, our Senior Sister Abao from the Tenth Peak has the most beautiful sword-controlling posture..."
"Oh, that's not right. Senior Brother Zhao from the First Peak is more cool and stylish!"
…
The noise outside was getting louder and louder.
"Please let me go, I'm still a young dragon that needs sleep to grow!"
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