Prime Minister Turtle took the small cloth bag and replied with a smile: "Yes!"

"Ah~ You can't do this, that's all mine!" Ao Guang grabbed the window and screamed in tears.

?The old Dragon King didn't care about Ao Guang's mourning at all and said, "I'll go to Heaven. If you look at him, don't let him run away again."

Prime Minister Turtle bent down and said respectfully: "Yes!"

The old dragon king walked out with great strides.

Since the day and day change, the day and night have flowed very quickly. For the immortals and gods, it will be a day in a blink of an eye, and a season in a moment.

The cold wind blew, and the first heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the silvery dress of the prehistoric east.

Crack ~

Crack ~

A heroic man in strong suit walked on the snow, with long hair draped over his shoulders, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura.

"Roar~" A roar came from a distance, and the rolling demon clouds rose and rushed towards the young man.

The young man looked up, and a chill flashed through his dragon's eyes, and he said coldly: "A villain, seeking death!"

A golden light shone, and a spear burst out of the air, pierced through the demon cloud, and nailed it to the mountain not far away with a thud, killing with one blow.

A smile sounded, "It's so killing!"

The young man frowned and said, "Who?"

"Come!" A misty voice came from afar.

The young man hesitated and took his hand. The spear nailed to the mountain suddenly retracted, and with a thud, he fell into his palm, and walked with a long spear in his hand.

After passing through the woods, we came to a cliff. Two figures were sitting cross-legged on the cliff. One was handsome and gentle in white, and the other was wearing a golden robe with a hint of domineering between his eyebrows.

The young man walked over and looked at them and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhunti said gently: "I am a monk Zhunti, here to preach to his disciples. Meeting is fate, you can listen."

The young man looked aside and knelt on the ground and said, "Aohan, the Dragon Tribe of the East China Sea, paid homage to the saint."

Zhunti said with a smile: "The Dragon Clan is also one of the overlords of the past. Even if it declines, it should not be broken. Get up quickly!"

Ao Han felt warm in his heart. The Saint Cunti said that he was thinking. In his opinion, his father and elder brother had lost the pride of the dragon clan. How could he win the honor again with the dragon clan?!

Zhunti started preaching by himself. The two sat cross-legged in the snow, pricked up their ears and listened. The sun rose, sunset and heavy snow melted and fell again. A year later, the preaching stopped, and the warm sunlight shone on the three of them.

Zhunti looked at Ao Han and smiled and said, "Can you understand something?"

The aohan was stunned for a moment and quickly said gratefully: "Thank you for your guidance on the way."

Zhunti said with a smile: "Looking back then, the Ancestral Dragon dominated the seas and swept the world with the waters of the four seas. It's fascinating!"

The aohan said sadly: "One generation of unworthy descendants is worse than that of the next generation, and my dragon clan has no glory."

Zhunti said with a smile: "Only if you have this heart, the lost glory will be recovered. I care about the word "fighting" in the world. As long as you are willing to fight, there will be hope."

Ao Han sat cross-legged on the stone, his face changed several times.

Zhunti stood up and said, "I have no dragon clan in the Western religion." He floated away.

Lu Yaduo glanced at Aohan and left with Zhunti.

"Send the saint to the saint!" Aohan bowed respectfully and deeply, and stood up and saw a round bead shining in the place where Zhunti was sitting cross-legged. After hesitating, Aohan got up and put away the round bead and jumped into the bottom of the sea.

...

In the East China Dragon Palace, Aohan walked to the backyard and heard a hurried cry: "Second brother, second brother come and save me."

Aohan looked at the sound and saw a head stretching out from the palace next to him, looking anxious.

Aohan hesitated and walked over and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ao Guang shouted in grief and anger: "Old man stole my magic weapon and locked me up."

The aohan's heart was not in a state of turmoil. This is the current dragon clan. He did not seek revival and glory. He could break his head for a few magic weapons. How sad!

Ao Guang shouted expectantly: "Second brother, let me know a good news. My father found a Taoist couple for me. He is the dragon clan in the Qinglong Realm. He is super beautiful and cute!"

"Congratulations to brother."

Ao Guang looked around, took out a small pocket from his arms, and quietly handed it to Aohan and said, "Second brother, this is a good thing I left for you, with divine armor, weapons, and the divine fruit that my elder brother has obtained through great hardships."

Aohan held the round beads tightly in his hanging hand and said, "Thank you, brother, I don't need it, you should keep it yourself! I'll go to practice first." He walked towards the side.

Ao Guang shouted, "Second brother, it's Liuli Bixinguo! I got it through a lot of hardships."
Chapter completed!