Chapter 1o22 How to raise a dragon

Long Batian, the cub of Xuanshuang dragon, didn't know how he appeared in Jiang Yixin's meditation world. He was very lonely in the ring, just thinking about his mother's appearance. When he opened his eyes again, he appeared in his mother's world.

"So that's it, eldest son, do you think the three most important types of your dragon clan are the golden dragon, the black frost dragon and the Netherworld dragon. Which of the three dragons is the most powerful?"

Jiang Yixin asked Long Batian curiously about the classification of the dragon clan. Whether in mythological stories or in the records of folk legends, the dragon that appears in people's sight is an image.

Now, Jiang Yixin learned that the dragon clan is also divided into categories, which made her even more curious.

The dragon clan is not just the kind she just mentioned, but it is the golden dragon, the black frost dragon and the Nether Dragon, which are the most powerful, dominating the entire dragon clan.

Moreover, the already vanished Xuanshuang Dragon told him some information about the dragon clan before his death. Because of the battle of divine beasts, the conflicts within the dragon clan intensified, so that the Golden Dragon and the Nether Dragon joined forces to persecute the previous dragon clan leader Xuanshuang Dragon. The Xuanshuang Dragon fled to this world with the cubs that were still hatched in the eggshell.

The following things were all the things that were born in the immortal tower, and what my mother said should be the war between the divine beasts when she went to the divine beast 6 to find a magical weapon, so that the Xuanshuang giant dragon egg has hatched into Xiaoyouzai and appeared in front of her.

"I don't know either, mom. I'm with you when I was born!"

The little Long Batian shone with dazzling light all over his body. Although it was in the form of a dragon, he was very young.

Besides, just as Long Batian said, since the moment he was born, the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Jiang Yixin, and he didn't know anything about the Dragon Clan.

"Oh, why did I forget this!"

Jiang Yixin smiled, changed the topic, and looked up and down at Long Batian who had risen a lot in front of her.

"Big son, don't you have it now. It's only been two or three days, why have you grown up so old?"

When I was just born, I only had one arm length. Now, I have only been in a few days and I am about the same size as a boy. If I have been in a while, I will definitely be a giant.

It seems that tomorrow she must ask her third uncle how to raise a dragon. She finally got an eldest son, but she can't raise a waste.

The next day.

Jiang Yixin, who had already gotten up, went to Wushen Peak in a hurry, but the third uncle and Yaobu ​​were not at the Wushen Peak Medicine Peak at all. I heard that he was going to the Yunsect Hall.

Yunzong Hall?

"Uncle San and Grandpa Yao are not afraid of trouble, why did they go to Yunzong Hall to host morning class?"

From the disciples of the Zaoyun Sect, Jiang Yixin learned that the purpose of the third uncle and the medicine to go to the Yun Sect Hall was to preside over the morning class.

Except for a few important elders, the third uncle, Yaobudu and Liu Jiangli, others basically didn't know about Yun Wuhen's retreat.

Moreover, after Yun Wuhen was in seclusion, he handed over the position of the acting sect leader to San Bo and Yao Bubu. I believe there are two people in charge of Yun Sect, and some people with intentions dare not attack.

Outside the Yunzong Hall, the third uncle and Yaobubu fell asleep on a chair. When they looked at the medical skills in their hands, they didn't care about the disciples in the hall at all.

These disciples are among the most elite geniuses of Yun Sect and are also core members who have been practicing in Yun Sect for some years.

Whether it is Liu Jiangxi or Jiang Yixin, those newcomers who have just entered Yunzong for a year are not qualified to enter the Yunzong Hall for morning classes. At least they must pass the Heavenly Choice Trial before they are qualified to enter the Yunzong Hall for morning classes.

As for what these morning classes are taught, Jiang Yixin doesn’t care.

Finally, the boring morning class ended, and the third uncle woke up just in time.

"It's over. You should eat and drink when you go back. Don't come so early for the morning class next week. I wonder if the old man is in poor health!"

“Yes, disciple

Be careful to follow your teachings!”

A group of disciples of the elite Yun Sect left the Yun Sect Hall one after another. When they walked to Jiang Yixin alone, they stopped and looked at Jiang Yixin appearing in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of their lips.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother is looking forward to meeting you in the Heavenly Chosen Trial."

After the words came, the man who was talking gradually disappeared and disappeared from Jiang Yixin's sight. At this time, the third uncle also came to Jiang Yixin's side while yawning.

"Yi Xin, what did that kid tell you?"

"Say he is looking forward to meeting me in the Heavenly Choice Trial. Master, who is that person?"

"He is named Mo Guanyi, he is a disciple of Yun Sect. He has excellent talent but is very arrogant and rarely talks to people."

Uncle San introduced Mo Guanyi's identity, and Jiang Yixin was fucking her mouth.

"Why have I never seen these people? Are you sure these people are disciples of Yun Sect?"

It's almost a year since she entered Yun Sect, why did she be so unfamiliar with this group of people?

"Hahahaha, of course they are disciples of Yun Sect, otherwise do you think Yun Sect is just your newly recruited gangsters?"

The third uncle explained to Jiang Yixin about the existence of Mo Guanyi and others.

Yun Sect is actually divided into the front mountain and the back mountain. The front mountain where Jiang Yixin and others are located is specially used for newcomers. No matter how high your cultivation level is, even if you reach the level of Emperor Wu like Jiang Yixin, you can be considered a newcomer.

Once you have been in the Yun Sect for two years and have reached a certain level of cultivation, you are qualified to enter the back mountain to practice.

"Little girl, don't blame me for not reminding you that your cultivation is very high, but the perverts in the back mountain have also not low cultivation."

After the third uncle said this, Jiang Yixinyue's expectations were compared with the senior brothers in the back mountain.

The third uncle naturally knew what the expression on Jiang Yixin’s face meant.

"Don't worry, you will meet when you wait for the trial of the Heavenly Chosen. Is there anything you have to do with me? I haven't seen you come to the Yunzong Hall for eight hundred years. Why did you take the initiative to come to the door today!"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot!"

Jiang Yixin almost forgot about it!

"Uncle San, do you know how to raise dragons?"

"Red dragon? Don't tell me that your black frost dragon hatched out."

Jiang Yixin nodded and mysteriously pulled San Bo and Grandpa Yao to the side. The three of them squatted on the ground like thieves.

"Didn't I go to the Heroes before, and then buried the dragon egg of the Xuanshuang Dragon in the lakeside of the trial land of the Wushen Peak. When I came back, there was a gap of force. I got up early in the morning and ran to the lake to take a look. Guess what!"

Jiang Yixin's expression was very mysterious, leaving a suspense like a storyteller.

"The dragon egg of the Xuanfrost Dragon actually hatched a young dragon, and it was so beautiful!"

Jiang Yixin was talking about the matter about the cub of the Xuanshuang dragon, Long Batian. The third uncle and the medicine were not overwhelmed and were happy for Jiang Yixin, but also worried at the same time.

"Girl, dragons are divine beasts, especially dragons when they are young. The same is true for their masters. Apart from us, you are not allowed to let outsiders know that you have the cub of the Xuanfrost Dragon in your hand, unless that cub grows to the stage where you can protect you."

The third uncle had to warn Jiang Yixin again about the seriousness of the matter.

First, although Jiang Yixin's cultivation level has reached the level of Emperor Wu and is the upper level of the Seven Kingdoms Great Six, no one knows how many masters are hiding in the dark.

Furthermore, it is the legendary divine beast. Even people in the realm of gods can see things. What the world lacks the most is the activity of killing and robbing people. Even if Yi Xin’s parents are two gods, who can guarantee that they will appear next to Yi Xin?

"Do you remember what you are like?"

"Well, don't worry, Master, I will never tell you until Long Batian has no ability to protect himself. Master Yao Grandpa, do you know how to raise dragons?"

So, the topic has returned to the aspect of raising dragons.

Long Batian grew up very quickly, and the treasures in the ring were enough to eat Long Batian for a while, but what if all the herbs were eaten?

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Or you might go to Tianwu Peak’s library to take a look, and maybe there will be any clues inside.”

"Tianwu Peak? Is Master Qingyuan still here?"

Jiang Yixin clearly remembered the holiday between the last class, C and Master Qingyuan.

If the two sides had a disagreement and started fighting again, they rubbed their hands and destroyed Master Qingyuan, wouldn't Elder Zhuo die of anger?

"Don't worry, Master Qingyuan has left Yun Sect long ago. Elder Zhuo feels sorry for his only baby son."

The third uncle signaled Jiang Yixin to go to Tianwufeng Library with confidence and boldness. If something really happened, he would take it.

"Okay, then I'll go to Tianwu Peak Library. Master, Grandpa Yao, you guys are busy!"

Tianwu Peak, which was once the last person in the C team, was an existence that he looked up to.

In order to seek justice, everyone suffered a lot in front of Tianwu Peak Gate. Now, this scene is still clearly echoing in front of them.

But that's the past.

In the past, the disciples of Tianwu Peak did not despise or despise the disciples of the last squad such as C. Now, wherever Jiang Yixin goes, the disciples on Tianwu Peak will automatically make way.

"What wind has blown the last team from C and other teams over here."

The person who speaks is not someone else, it is Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong happened to go down the mountain to find Mengmeng in Yeshan. Yesterday, he got some fruits. Don’t send them to Mengmeng. He just went down the mountain and met Jiang Yixin.

"What's here? It smells so good!"

Jiang Yixin reached out and took two fruits from the oil paper bag that Zhang Chong was holding. The fruit looked strange in shape, but after taking a bite, it was extremely crispy, sweet, sweet and juicy.

"If you wash your hands, just grab it. This is all for our Mengmeng to eat."

Zhang Chong frowned and took a step back, fearing that Jiang Yixin, who was like a robber, would take another fruit.

He bought these fruits at a high price. No one else can think of eating them except Mengmeng.
Chapter completed!