When Master Changmei saw Ye Qiu standing in front of the dragon head, he was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Little bastard, what are you thinking about?"
"To tell you the truth, I have eaten all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and the sea, but I have never tasted the taste of dragon meat."
"It's a pity that this faucet has no meat, otherwise it could be braised in brown sauce."
When Master Changmei said this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Little bastard, how about we take this faucet out to make soup?"
"With such a big faucet, I can't finish the stew. How about we make the rest with wine?"
"Wine brewed with a faucet will definitely aphrodisiac."
Ye Qiu's mouth twitched.
I thought to myself, luckily the Dragon Emperor's spiritual consciousness has completely dissipated, otherwise the Dragon Emperor would have to cut the Long-Eyebrow Master into pieces if he heard this.
Even if only the bones of a majestic Dragon King are left, they will not be blasphemed by others.
Ye Qiu said solemnly, "Old man, please don't be disrespectful to the Dragon Emperor, let alone have any ideas about the dragon's head. I have promised the Dragon Emperor to bury his bones at the bottom of the East China Sea."
"The Dragon Emperor is not dead?" Master Changmei was startled, and hid behind Ye Qiu, asking in a low voice, "Little bastard, where is the Dragon Emperor?"
"Won't he hear what Pindao just said?"
"You have to save me."
Coward.
Ye Qiu said, "The Dragon King has passed away long ago. I only saw a ray of his consciousness, but that ray of consciousness has also dissipated."
"Damn, you scared me to death." Changmeizhenren patted his chest, took a long breath, and said, "Little bastard, how are we going to get out next?"
"Don't forget, there are six powerful saints outside."
"Now that all the geniuses from the six major forces in the Eastern Wasteland are dead, if we go out, we will definitely be in trouble!"
This is indeed a difficult problem.
"What do you think we should do?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei said, "The safest way is to stay here and not go out."
"The environment of the Dragon Burial Nest is special. Saints and strong men cannot enter. We can always
Hide here."
"We have elixirs and food with us. We can stay here for hundreds of years. After you become a saint, we will kill you."
"Little brat, what do you think of Pindao's idea?"
"Not very good." Ye Qiu said, "If we stayed here for hundreds of years, the people in the secular world would have turned into ashes long ago."
"Why did I embark on the path of cultivating immortality? Isn't it just to protect the people I want to protect?"
"No matter what, I must go out."
Master Changmei advised, "Little bastard, don't be impulsive. There are six powerful saints outside, and we can't deal with them."
"It's not necessarily impossible to deal with it." Ye Qiu said, "Niu Dali is still waiting for us outside. With Dali's strength and trying his best, he can compete with the three powerful saints."
"I will deal with the remaining three powerful saints."
Master Changmei asked, "How can you deal with a saint if your cultivation is so weak?"
Ye Qiu said, "I have the emperor-level strange fire, and I also have the Qiankun Ding."
"Old man, don't you have a Xuanwu cub on you?"
"If it doesn't work, let the Xuanwu cub donate its essence and blood, and I will activate the Qiankun Cauldron."
"I don't believe that five Qiankun Cauldrons can't kill three saints."
Master Changmei was not happy and muttered, "Don't you still have a unicorn cub with you? You can just use its essence and blood. Why do you have to use Xuanwu's essence and blood?"
"Also, when we go out, there may be more than six powerful saints outside."
"Don't forget, Xiao Yichen is the son of the leader of Butian Sect. His death will definitely shock the entire Butian Sect."
"In addition, Chen Tianming's grandfather is the great elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and maybe the ancestor of the Chen family will come in person."
"return
There is Wang Cong, and the Wang family in his ancient holy land are not easy to mess with."
"If the six major forces send more powerful men, then even if you activate the Qiankun Cauldron, we may not be able to escape, you little bastard..."
"Can you say a few words?" Ye Qiu was a little upset, so he interrupted Master Changmei and said, "We'll talk about going out later."
"I have to do business now."
"The Dragon King left me a treasure."
Treasure? .???.
Master Changmei's eyes lit up and he asked, "Where is the treasure?"
"Just under the dragon's head." As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, Master Changmei slapped the dragon's head with his palm.
"Snapped!"
The palm of Master Changmei was very powerful, but the dragon's head remained motionless as if it had taken root.
"Grass!"
Master Longmei cursed, then rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands, and moved both hands at the same time.
This time, he went all out and showed no reservations.
"boom!"
I hit the dragon's head with both palms, but it still didn't move.
"Get up!" Changmei Zhenren yelled. He tried his best to suck the milk. Veins popped up on his forehead, his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he still didn't move the faucet.
"Grandma, why is a faucet so heavy?"
Master Changmei got discouraged, took back his hands and said, "Little bastard, you better go ahead."
Ye Qiu said, "Don't you want a treasure? Try again."
Master Longmei hummed, "Little bastard, what do you mean? In your mind, poor Taoists are just people who are greedy for money and love treasures?"
"You are so disappointing to me!"
"I'm telling you, Pindao did this all for you."
"I want to help you get the treasure. Don't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart."
Ye Qiu glanced at the long-browed man with disdain, as if
He's saying, don't quibble, I don't know what your virtues are?
"What kind of look are you looking at?" Master Longmei said dissatisfied, "Don't waste time, quickly find a way to move the faucet away, this faucet is too heavy."
"Is it heavy?" Ye Qiu opened the Qiankun bag and shouted softly, "Put it away!"
In an instant, the huge dragon head was put directly into the Qiankun bag.
"Holy shit, is this okay?" Changmei Zhenren was stunned, and then quickly looked under the dragon head.
I saw a pillar appearing under the faucet. It was extremely dark and I didn't know what material it was made of.
The pillar is thicker than the face plate and is inserted into the ground for an unknown length.
Master Changmei was dumbfounded again, "Little bastard, don't tell me that this pillar is the treasure left to you by the Dragon King?"
"I think... it should be so!" Ye Qiu was also a little unsure.
The main reason is that the pillar is extremely dark and there is nothing strange about it.
Master Changmei said, "It doesn't look like a treasure. Could it be that the Dragon King is deceiving you?"
Ye Qiu said, "It shouldn't happen. There is no need for the Dragon King to lie to me."
The long-browed man's eyes moved and he said, "Little bastard, just stay there while I go help you pull out the pillar and take a look."
After saying that, Master Longmei rushed up and hugged one end of the pillar and pulled it out several times.
However, the pillar did not move at all.
"What a piece of shit." Master Longmei cursed and said, "You little bastard, I can't pull it out, so you can pull it out yourself!"
Ye Qiu walked over, hugged the pillar with both hands, and pulled it out with all his strength.
Sure enough, the pillar was very heavy and he couldn't shake it.
"Come again!"
Ye Qiu executed the Nine Turns Divine Dragon Technique, and in an instant, the power within his body was like thousands of dragons galloping.
"come out!"
As Ye Qiu roared, the pitch-black pillar was slowly pulled out.
