"That Master Huijian must be very interesting?" Han asked curiously.

In Donglizhou today, Jieying True Lord is already the highest level of strength. Even if these ancestors are not in seclusion, they will never see the dragon. Even the disciples of Kunlun Mountain are rarely seen. When they see them occasionally, they are always held in front of the younger generations, and they really can’t see the true nature of the elders.

"The old guy in Huijian dances the sword beautifully. The clear snow is passing by the wind. The clothes on the top of the snow peak are fluttering. I will blow the Ye Er flute and play for seven days and seven nights without being tired!" The green snake, probably said, is Qinglong laughing, "He is just a little stingy. Every year, Qionghua is exposed and only leaves five drops for me. I am not as big as a dragon, so I can't help but drink two more sips. He chases me and wants to release my dragon blood to make wine... It's ruthless, so cruel..."

Han: "...It seems that Senior Qinglong has a good relationship with Master Huijian!" Look at your look of endless aftertaste, how can you really scold the other person?

Qionghua Dew is a treasure of heaven and earth formed by a special energy absorbing hundreds of flowers in the cracks of the thousand-year-old mysterious ice. It is only available in the entire Donglizhou by Huijian Zhenjun. It is easy for low-level monks to drink a sip of the flesh and bones of life and death. They can be used to refine elixirs for monks above the Taoist fruit stage or draw talismans with the power of the Zhenjun of the Infant.

This is something that others can't exchange for when they take the treasure. The True Lord of Huijian actually leaves a few drops for Qinglong every year. He stole more of it and picked it up high and put it down gently.

Can this be the relationship between the dragon stolen and the owner of the treasure? It is true that rumors cannot be believed.

"Who has a good relationship with him!" Qinglong hummed and turned his head away, "He is just a winemaker! This dragon is the ancient auspicious beast clan! I saw him alone and played with him. Who knew that he was so cruel. He let me make dragon blood wine and forced me to finish drinking it. Isn't this sick? Bah, it's not good at all, and his stomach hurts after drinking..."

"Senior has a sixth-grade strength, but he is stronger than Zhenjun Jieying. Can that wine actually make you feel stomachache?" Han was curious.

The blood of the Azure Dragon is the blood of the real dragon. The wine brewed must be not ordinary things, right?

"That's not. He rolled in pain and had diarrhea after that. He forced me to drink it for three days. Isn't this intentional revenge?" Qinglong said as he got angry. He had a little snake tail and threw an ice crystal to Han. "This was brewed by him last year. He actually asked me to drink it first and then take me to drink Qionghualu. It's getting worse and worse. I was clever and secretly hiding half of it yesterday, otherwise I would have to be drunk in his cave again..."

The ice crystal had a diameter of a palm, and the light red liquid was sealed inside. It was obviously the dragon blood wine brewed by Zhenjun Huijian.

Before Han could speak, the Medical Immortal System and Yuehua Sword were ready to move first.

This means that regardless of the other functions, the spiritual energy contained in this thing must be extremely pure?

"senior?"

"I'll give you my gift, I'll be angry when I see you! If I hadn't been so reluctant to let it go with my blood, I would have lost it halfway!" Qinglong said indifferently.

Han silently put away the things, thinking about what could be used as a gift for return. Given that he was not familiar with the first meeting, he would like to observe and talk about it.

Anyway, Qinglong has to be with her for several days.
Chapter completed!