How long has it been?

I have never had such a deep sleep.

All the fatigue has disappeared, my energy has never been so good, I feel like I can sit in front of the computer and play games until I forget to eat lunch.

When the morning sun fell, her eyes slowly opened amidst the bustling scene, and the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating. She, who had always been in the habit of staying in bed, did not want to wake up so soon.

The firewood was still there, and the coolness of the early morning at Yaofeng was resisted by the heat of the flames around the boulders.

She finally got up and found the figure leaning on the stone under the big stone.

He kept firewood all night, apparently.

In fact, he doesn't need to do it himself, Long Xiruo thought to himself... This guy always likes to do some thankless things, and he seems to enjoy it.

His appearance.

She turned over and lay down among the flowers on the stone. She held up her chin with both hands and stuck her head out, carefully looking at the sleeping face below.

Suddenly, she reached out her hand, but couldn't get it. After thinking about it, she had no choice but to give up and simply stay with him quietly until the firewood gradually burned out.

These are the branches and leaves of an ancient pine tree only found in Xuanyuan Palace. When burned, they have a special fragrance that can no longer be found in the outside world.

She felt that she suddenly fell in love with this taste.

She suddenly started thinking wildly again.

Yesterday I decided that I was crazy... to actually do such a thing was simply unbelievable - she was not Luo Pianqing's butterfly demon who only had estrus.

When the throbbing at that moment finally dissipated like ripples at the end of the water after a good night's sleep, what followed was not only anxiety, but also confusion.

She didn't even know what the final outcome would be between her and him... Moreover, in a short time, this guy would leave - leaving the world with the true dragons of China.

——Everyone has said that it’s just a matter of walking for a few months, and playing games for a few months will be enough, okay, okay!

At this time, a little man who was sitting upright appeared on the left shoulder of Shenzhou True Dragon and said comfortingly, so she nodded with deep understanding.

——How many months? How many months have you been with that black-hearted bad woman? How about sleeping together and flying together? How about you being able to do things without shame or impatience every day?

On the right shoulder, there was also a little man with small fangs and small horns on his head. He said sarcastically as soon as he appeared.

Then her relaxed brows suddenly knitted together.

The little man on the left shoulder and the little man on the right shoulder started arguing about this topic at some point. Unknowingly, the real dragon in China was completely sleepy, and the good mood of a good sleep was also completely lost.

"Stop making noise!! Are you annoying--!!"

The dragon roars!!

The little figures on the left and right shoulders disappeared in an instant, and the Shenzhou True Dragon, whose anger had not receded, met Boss Luo with a slightly confused look.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to wake you up!" she said subconsciously.

Boss Luo stretched out and said with a casual smile: "It doesn't matter, it's almost time to wake up... Miss Long is in the same spirit today."

She could only show a sly smile, "...Are you hungry? I'll go catch two more fish?"

This is really the only skill she can master.

Suddenly a melodious bell sounded... Long Xiruo's expression was startled, and he immediately stood up and looked thoughtfully at the direction where the bell was coming from.

The bell kept ringing for nine times before it stopped. Long Xiruo suddenly said: "It turns out that today is the [Grand Festival] day of Xuanyuan Palace..."

"Is it a very important holiday?" Boss Luo asked curiously.

Long Xiruo nodded, "The [Grand Sacrifice] is the day when Xuanyuan Palace opens the Fountain of Youth, once a year. On the day of the [Grand Sacrifice], the three most outstanding tribesmen in Xuanyuan Palace will be given a cup of the Fountain of Youth."

"Fountain of Youth?" Boss Luo became even more curious.

Long Xiruo jumped down from the boulder, "Ordinary warriors, their vitality and blood will gradually weaken as they grow older, and they will eventually die of old age. If the martial arts cannot reach the gods, they can only live for a hundred or two hundred years at most. But for the clansmen of Xuanyuan Palace,

It is said that as long as one is given the water of the Fountain of Youth, one can live for more than three to four hundred years, and those with good qualifications can even use the power of the Fountain of Youth and their own breakthroughs in martial arts to live for more than a thousand years."

Saying that, Long Xiruo shook his head again: "This fountain of youth is connected to the earth's veins of China. Since the First Emperor sealed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the output of the fountain has been much less. Once a year, it gradually became once every three years.

Once every five years... At present, Xuanyuan Palace has not held a [Grand Festival] for almost five hundred years. The last time, it took nearly fifty years to barely condense half a cup of the Fountain of Youth. Later, the spiritual energy declined further.

, the [Grand Festival] has never been held.”

"Do you want to take a look?" Boss Luo suddenly asked, "Since it is a grand event in Xuanyuan Palace, you should be able to see many people that Miss Long knew before."

She hesitated for a while.

Even if you have the power of a true dragon and are invincible in China... you can't turn back time and return to Xuanyuan Palace two thousand years ago.

How could she refuse this kind of real revisit to her hometown, seeing people and things that had long since disappeared in the long river of history?

——I will become more and more unable to extricate myself...you know.

She looked at him and nodded gently, "I want to go."

…

…

In Xuanyuan Palace two thousand years ago, the Gongsun clan had far more people than in Xuanyuan Palace two thousand years later... But relatively, there were fewer demon clans in the Kun tribe.

At this time, the Xuanyuan Palace Kun tribe had not developed for a long time, and the demon tribes that had surrendered on the land of China only accounted for a very small part.

It is a [big festival], not a celebration.

In the square of the main hall of Xuanyuan Palace, people of all ethnic groups gathered, but they did not dare to make any noise.

Burning incense and offering sacrifices to drums, the square was solemn and quiet at the moment.

In front of the steps of the square, three outstanding members of the Gongsun clan, two men and one woman, were raising their heads and chests, waiting for the official start of the [Grand Festival].

Needless to say, these three people are the protagonists of this [Great Sacrifice], the Gongsun tribesmen who can be given the fountain of youth... Above the steps of the main hall of Xuanyuan Palace, the heads of various tribes and tribes are waiting like ministers with their heads bowed.

Above the main hall, a man in white robes stood with his hands behind his back.

"It's almost time, go get ready."

The man in white robe said calmly.

Behind the man, a barefoot girl wearing a sacrificial attire and a Dragon King mask knelt down and nodded...a great gift.

After the great ceremony, the sacrificial girl did not leave immediately.

"What's the matter?" the man in white robe whispered.

"Abba, if the sacrifice ends early, do you want to stay for dinner?" the sacrificial girl asked softly, "Today..."

"No need." The man in white robe said expressionlessly: "After the [Grand Festival] is over, I will return to the deep sea battlefield immediately."

"...Is the war in the deep sea so serious?" the sacrificial girl immediately asked worriedly.

The man in white robe said: "Those guys seem to intend to provoke the evil spirits in the deep sea to launch a large-scale attack in order to weaken the strength of Xuanyuan Palace."

"Those guys..." The sacrificial girl lowered her head and remained silent. After a while, she slowly stood up, "The auspicious time has come, Abba, I'm going down."

The man in white robe simply nodded.

He walked a few steps forward, walked to the railing, and appeared in everyone's sight... In an instant, on the huge square, people from all ethnic groups knelt down together and shouted his name.

…

In the unified and orderly voice, Long Xiruo looked at the man in white robe above the hall with complex eyes... The shouts of the crowd covered up her soft voice: Abba...

"You can go up." Luo Qiu whispered from the side, "You can see more clearly."

Long Xiruo shook his head, "No need, he will leave soon. Later, a war general will bring news about the unusual movement in the deep sea, and he will leave... If we can see this,

It's already very good. In fact, if it weren't for the [Great Sacrifice], he wouldn't be in Xuanyuan Palace today, and he hasn't been back for almost half a year."

"Master Xuanyuan Palace, are you often not in Xuanyuan Palace?"

"During this period, Xuanyuan Palace and those group of [Immortals] have been fighting a lot of wars." Long Xiruo sighed and said: "Every day, there are people from Xuanyuan Palace who need to be buried. Soon after this [Grand Sacrifice], even more people will be buried.

A great war broke out. On the one hand, Xuanyuan Palace had to deal with very powerful evil spirits, and on the other hand, it was attacked by [Immortals] from behind. This was almost the most serious damage Xuanyuan Palace had suffered since its creation."

She shook her head, "Let's not talk about this anymore...it's all in the past anyway. So, is there anywhere else you want to go? Or do you plan to watch the [Grand Festival] here?"

"She's about to go on stage." Boss Luo smiled casually and pointed to an altar in front of him.

This experience is very strange. I am looking at my past self...the guy next to me is also looking at my past self - the true dragon of China is even trying hard to remember something.

Thinking back to the [Great Sacrifice] on this day two thousand years ago, when she walked up to the altar as a priest, did she feel any strange eyes when she fell to the ground?

"Is there anything good to see..." the real dragon from China muttered, "I've shown you everything you need to see, isn't it enough..."

"It's so beautiful." Boss Luo praised softly.

On the altar, a barefoot girl wearing sacrificial clothing seemed to be stepping on the clouds.

The dancing sleeves of the girl's clothes seemed to stir up a fragrant wind, and the fragrance of her clothes and body spread endlessly.

Her slender and soft figure stands tall and graceful, like a red lotus swaying in the autumn mist. When her body and arms dance slowly, it is more like light clouds just blown out of the valley by the wind, or like tender willows when the breeze blows.

.

Light body and soft body.

"you--!"
To be continued...