The ancient red dragon, who was originally sleeping, looked in the distant direction. He sensed an aura that had shattered and disappeared, and reappeared in his perception. This represented the re-signing of the original covenant.

The ancient red dragon's voice was low and confused:

"Who is..."

"Who has such great ability to renew the broken covenant?"

"Who has such an opportunity to regain this thing?"

Taikoo Chilong's voice was low and confused, and he immediately lowered his eyes: "However, the agreement back then was between the Scarlet Sky Sword and this thing. The person who holds the Scarlet Sky Sword should not get this thing, and this thing will not be reunited. There is no way in the world.

It should be such a coincidence.”

Next to him, a young Chilong asked:

"But what if it's really that person who took the dragon essence with the sword?"

The ancient red dragon lowered his eyes.

He seemed to see the once high-spirited and gray-haired friend again, smiling and reaching out his hand to conclude the agreement that transcended time, but this was already eight hundred years ago.

The ancient red dragon opened his eyes and replied:

"If so, it will be the day when I fulfill my promise."

"The original Red Emperor covenant reappears in the world."

"Heroes in the world are rising one after another. We should let everyone know that the original allies of the Red Emperor still exist in this world."

……………………

Li Guanyi looked at the contents of the bronze cauldron suspiciously. In the past, the bronze cauldron only absorbed the vitality of strong men and turned it into jade liquid, and then fell into Li Guanyi's body, stimulating the flow and change of his breath.

But this time, maybe Zhang Ziyong's vitality and vitality were too majestic. The bronze tripod was filled with the green jade liquid, condensed to the extreme, and turned into a solid state?

But this thing looks familiar.

Li Guan turned his palm over, facing the sky, and the bronze cauldron roared in his heart.

An indescribable warmth flowed around, and the clear buzzing sound of the bronze cauldron came to his ears. Li Guanyi heard the sound of dragon roar added to the roar of the bronze cauldron, and then the object appeared in his palm.

Mellow, lively, soft and fiery.

It seems to contain an extremely immortal vitality.

Immortal?

Li Guanyi was stunned, and then finally recalled what this thing was——

When the old warlock destroyed Zhang Ziyong's immortal body, the bronze cauldron trembled and a stream of heat poured into Li Guanyi's eyes, so Li Guanyi saw a golden red ball in Zhang Ziyong's body.

ball of light.

This golden-red light group circulated erratically in Zhang Ziyong's body.

In the end, Li Guanyi absorbed the energy released from Zhang Ziyong's martial body and activated the Chixiao Sword. The first divine sword in eight hundred years fell from the sky and pierced Zhang Ziyong's body, also destroying this one.

The beads were pierced and broken into pieces.

"At that time, Bronze Cauldron was eyeing this thing?"

"Before, I was constantly absorbing Zhang Ziyong's vitality. Is this actually what I was absorbing?"

Li Guanyi recalled what Zhang Ziyong said when King Gongyangsu was drinking with Murong Longtu, "Because of Ji Chengfeng's chance, he had the immortal dragon essence, and relying on the powerful vitality of the immortal dragon essence, he was in that

The era survives until the end.”

"Immortal Dragon Yuan."

Li Guanyi looked at this supreme treasure, and he subconsciously looked at the old man over there. Murong Longtu was sitting under the tree, picking off the branches of the willow tree and weaving it into a wicker headband. His skills were very fast, and he was able to weave it.

The wicker rings are nice and quick.

The old man put this ring on the silver-haired girl's head.

The silver-haired girl sat next to her, braiding the old swordsman's white hair. The relationship between Murong Longtu and Yao Guang was very good. The old man was invincible in the world, but he was lonely; Yao Guang was born smart, but was deprived of his feelings by his mother.

of fluctuations.

The old swordsman felt a lot of pity for Yao Guang. This girl was smart and clear, and was very popular with his seniors.

When he saw Li Guanyi coming, Murong Longtu smiled and called him over, saying: "Hahaha, come here, Guanyi, come on, lower your head."

The old man also put one on Li Guan's head.

"How about it, it's much cooler this way."

Li Guan touched the wicker ring, grinned, and praised directly: "Old man, you will be a good hand at making up this in the future. Hey, let's open a stall and make it bigger and stronger. By then, the world will be full of Tai

Grandpa, it’s your style.”

"If a swordsman doesn't have a green shirt or a willow ring, then he has no shame to call himself a swordsman, let alone roam around in this world!"

The people from the caravan were not nearby, and Li Guanyi didn't speak loudly, so he wasn't worried about being discovered.

Murong Longtu was very proud of being praised by his great-grandson.

He felt that what this boy was sitting there saying seriously, although it was not a big deal, made him feel more happy than what the masters and warriors said about the leader of swordsmen in the world, the God of Swords.

What a sword madman in the world.

Not as good as your old man, who can weave wicker rings quickly and well!

Such things as "flattering", said by Qin Zangzong's grandson, can make the old man feel more comfortable than anything else in the world. He smiled and said: "Hahahahahaha, that's right, my child is discerning!"

Li Guanyi smiled and said:

"I have this wicker ring, and I want to give it to you as a gift, too."

"Come on, great-grandpa, please extend your hand."

Murong Long Tu said: "You kid, have you imitated Qiu Shui?"

"So mysterious."

Although the old man said this, he was still quite happy and stretched out his hand in a cooperative manner. Li Guanyi covered the palm of the old man's hand with his hand. The old swordsman's hand was slender and already had many wrinkles. Li Guanyi's palm was still the hand of a young man.

Powerful and youthful.

The look on Murong Longtu's face paused slightly.

Li Guan removed his palm.

Something was in Murong Longtu's palm.

It was smooth, exuding a golden-red stream of light, with a strong breath of vitality escaping, and the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard. Li Guanyi looked at the old man in front of him and said with a smile: "Grandpa, these stone beads

, do you like it?”

Figures like Gongyang Suwang and Siming can see what kind of path Jian Kuang is taking. He does not seek immortality, but only seeks grandeur in the present. It is the way of swordsmanship that steps into the legend, not the pursuit of longevity.

change.

However, this immortal dragon essence is the foundation for Zhang Ziyong to achieve his martial arts.

Even if it is impossible to be like Zhang Ziyong, who can still look like a young man after living for three hundred years, with this dragon element in his body, Murong Longtu's lifespan will definitely be extended to a certain extent and his vitality will flow.

Murong Longtu did not reject Li Guanyi's kindness on the spot, but just smiled and said:

"It's a really nice stone."

"Good boy."

He stretched out his hand and held the Dragon Yuan. He and Li Guanyi sat under the tree together, looking at the river not far away. He held the Immortal Dragon Yuan in front of his eyes and looked at it. Under the sun, this Immortal Dragon

Yuan looks more crystal clear, like a gem.

Murong Longtu smiled and praised:

"This thing is really good. It's smooth and beautiful."

Murong Longtu opened his hand and tossed the dragon element.

Suddenly shaking his hand, the Long Yuan was thrown out like a stone and landed on the water. It exploded layers of ripples like water and made a beautiful float.

At least a hundred water splashes.

The perfect dragon element that created the legend of martial arts fell into the water.

Li Guanyi said: "Grandpa..."

Murong Longtu laughed happily and said: "When I was a child, I never found such good stones for making water float."

He stretched out his hand, pulled his palm behind him, and the Dragon Yuan appeared in his hand again. Murong Longtu tossed the Dragon Yuan, put the treasure into Li Guanyi's hand, and said: "Here, you try too

Try it out."

"It's a very good thing, but to me, it's not better than a stone."

The old man smiled and said: "The swordsman's way is not fake."

"To me, this treasure is no different than the rotten wood and rocks on the roadside."

"My journey has reached its end and I don't need this anymore."
To be continued...