Jiang Yonglong asked, "If Brother Shen Lang wants to use it, just take it away! It's just... I don't know what the important thing Brother Shen Lang said is?"

"It's the Tongtian Pillar of Dragon Tomb!"

Shen Lang said bluntly.

"What!"

Jiang Yonglong was shocked.

Shen Lang explained: "Don't be surprised by the Dragon King, and let Chen explain it to you."

He told Jiang Yonglong all the Chaos Nine-Colored Sky Stone, and said, "That's the case. The golden stone in the Tongtian Pillar is of great use to me, so Chen came to Long Tomb."

"I wonder if the Dragon King knows the origin of this Tongtian Pillar, but Chen is curious why this golden stone is hidden in the Tongtian Pillar?"

Jiang Yonglong said in a deep voice: "To be honest with brothers Shen Lang, according to the hand notes left by our clan, the Tongtian Pillar already existed when the ancient spiritual world first opened. It was a thing built by our clan's ancestors."

"Ancestor? Does the Dragon King know the name of your ancestors or what race?"

Shen Lang asked.

Jiang Yonglong shook his head and said, "Brother Shen Lang, I am really ashamed. Because the age is too long, no one knows the name of the ancestor, and Jiang does not know what race the ancestor is."

"It is recorded in our clan's letter that when our ancestors arrived in Buzhou Mountain, they were just a wisp of soul body, but they were extremely powerful. They not only created the Tongtian Pillar, but also created life out of thin air, that is, we are the cultivators of the True Dragon Clan."

Listening to Jiang Yonglong’s words, Shen Lang was quite shocked.

It is not difficult to imagine that Shen Lang was building the Tongtian Pillar, but Shen Lang was a little unbelievable to create the True Dragon Clan out of thin air.

In the ancient times, the true immortal world did have the "art of creation" and it is said that Nuwa, the goddess of the witch clan, was good at the art of creating destiny.

It is worth mentioning that the "spreading beans into soldiers" in the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang is the prototype of the art of creating destiny.

But the art of creating beans and forming soldiers is made of souls without intelligence, and the real art of creating fate is much more complicated, even the Taoist ancestor Tianzun may not be able to do it.

Not to mention, a wisp of soul can create life.

Shen Lang didn't quite believe Jiang Yonglong's description of the ancestors of the True Dragon Clan and said bluntly: "Dragon King, can you show me the letters left by your clan?"

"No problem! Brother Shen Lang can see it."

Jiang Yonglong took out an old scroll from the storage ring and handed it to Shen Lang.

Originally, the letters of the True Dragon Clan were not passed on, but Jiang Yonglong felt that he had gained so many benefits, and it was not interesting to hide this thing, so he simply handed it over to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took the note and looked it through.

This letter is not a jade slip, but a page of books, which looks very ancient. Even in the real world, it seems that there are only books of this style before the Emperor's era.

There is no text on the book, only a few simple ancient paintings.

The first page of the scroll shocked Shen Lang!

The picture shows a giant dragon with silver horns on its head and snow-white body thorns cleaves the sky and descending to the earth.

The dragon's body seems to be incomplete, but it is still majestic and shocks the world!

The painting is quite rough, but this is not the point. The point is that the white dragon on the picture is somewhat familiar. Shen Lang actually looks familiar.

"Is this...the prehistoric ancestor dragon!"

Shen Lang's heart was shocked and showed an incredible expression.

The shape of the ancestral dragon is a snow-white dragon with silver horns and blood pupils, exactly the same as the white dragon in this picture!

Shen Lang was shocked and doubted, and then turned on the second page.

The second picture shows that the sky collapses in the world, and the white giant dragon cuts off its dragon tail and turns into a divine pillar that connects the sky to support the sky and stabilizes the interface.

In the third picture, the white dragon claws with only half of the body rubbed an energy ball of light.

In the fourth picture, the light ball bursts and turns into five-clawed golden dragons with a body length of thousands of feet.

The note only has four pages of the scroll, and the fifth page is so broken that it cannot see the contents of the painting.

Shen Lang showed a thoughtful expression. The white dragon in the painting only had a phantom, which was very likely to indicate that it was just a wisp of weak remnant soul.
Chapter completed!