One hundred and thirtieth chapters of the great virtuous people
"Is there really a swordsman who uses bones as swords?"
Feng Bingwen was shocked when he felt the divine will reflected from the small tower. Unfortunately, no matter how curious he was, he kept asking questions, but the small tower in poor condition stopped paying attention to him.
After being bored, Feng Bingwen had no choice but to turn his attention to the Dharma image, which was also very lively.
Surrounded by many dragons, in addition to the old dragons with terrifying auras, there are also many dragon sons, dragons, grandsons, and dragon maidens with various shapes, which makes Feng Bingwen very eye-catching.
The clouds formed by many dragons turned into a large cloud field in the sky. From the outside, they looked dark and groggy. There were thunder and lightning, strong winds and rain. They were so menacing that they were afraid to avoid them.
No, but only by entering can you see the wonderful scenery inside.
The auspicious air surged, the clouds filled the air, and elegant music reverberated in it. In the clouds and mist of the clouds, Feng Bingwen saw at a glance more than a dozen fat and thin people, each with his or her own merits, with their hair in high buns and wearing palace skirts.
The gorgeous dragon girl.
Although there are dragon sons and grandsons in the clouds who are all extraordinary in their grace and bearing, there are none of these graceful and elegant dragon girls who wear skirts and half exposed breasts. They are so eye-catching. Just take a quick look and you will see that his gentlemanly habits are serious.
Very accurate, without any distortion.
"Brother, you have invited this general here. I am betting with some sisters to see if this general will betray you?"
When Feng Bingwen followed Qing Yi into the clouds that looked like a place of immortality, he saw a dragon girl with a good figure and appearance who came up to her with a smile. After saying hello, her eyes became very natural.
The ground fell on Feng Bingwen.
"I am Xi Qingyu. I have met your husband. Thank you very much, sir, for helping my father eliminate the disaster!"
The dragon girl Xi Qingyu naturally could not see the wonder of Feng Bingwen's body. All she could see was the very familiar pair of dragon armor. Although it was previously owned by her father, it has now been given to others.
"I'm down by Feng Bingwen, so I can't be called Mr."
Feng Bingwen looked at the smiling dragon girl in front of him and immediately returned the favor. Although he admired the dragon girl in front of him for her extraordinary beauty, what really shocked him was the beauty that she naturally exuded.
A touch of coercion.
I don't know if his perception is wrong or something else, but the strength of this dragon girl who calls Xi Qingyi her brother seems to be far beyond that of her brother.
"Sister, Brother Bingwen is not that old, so you can just call him the same as me."
Xi Qingyi said with a smile on the side.
"How could this happen? Mr. Feng has been kind to my father and me for enlightenment. How could you be so arrogant and rude?"
Hearing her brother's words, the dragon girl frowned slightly, with a hint of anger on her face.
"Your Highness Qingyu, I am much younger than you think. I am really not used to the word Mr., so I can just call you more casually."
Feng Bingwen was extremely confident about his age. Even if the time he spent in his previous life were added together, it would only be a fraction of these dragons.
"That's right, aren't I following Brother Bingwen's wishes? People don't like to be called sir. Don't look at him being so powerful and tall. His age may not even be a fraction of your age."
It seemed that the atmosphere in the clouds was too quiet and peaceful. Prince Long was also a straight-headed person. He said what was on his mind directly and forgot to think about it. After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Then Qingyu, it's better to obey orders than to be respectful. Brother Bingwen, please come here!"
But when the Dragon Prince looked at his sister with anxiety, he only saw this dignified and elegant Dragon Girl leading Brother Bingwen, whom he invited back, to the banquet room in a graceful manner.
"Didn't Qingyu notice?"
Just when Xi Qingyi felt lucky, he saw the sister who was guiding Brother Bingwen turn around and glance at him. Her pretty face was cold and cold, without any trace of the gentleness and generosity she showed in front of Brother Bingwen.
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"I'm going to suffer!"
Xi Qingyi felt regret in his heart and knew that he had said the wrong thing. He could see the hidden meaning in his sister's expression at a glance.
Just wait for me!
The time is not right now, so I can't argue with him, but when my father succeeds in transforming into a dragon and the clouds of old clan guests disperse, it will be time for my sister to settle matters with him.
"Hey, no, I have to try to save something."
Xi Qingyi took a breath of cool air and quickly came to Feng Bingwen's side. At this time, the dragon princess was introducing to Feng Bingwen the beautiful dragon sons and dragon girls in the clouds.
Through the introduction, Feng Bingwen understood the relationship between this group of young dragons, and then he eliminated his doubts after setting foot in the clouds. At the same time, he felt a little apologetic towards Dragon Lord Xuanting in his heart.
Because as soon as he stepped into the clouds, he saw twenty or thirty dragons and dragon girls. Because of the rumors, he subconsciously thought that these dragon boys and dragon girls were the descendants of the Xuanting Dragon Lord.
When he was talking to the Dragon Princess just now, he was still complaining in his heart that this Dragon Lord was quite capable of giving birth to a child and was worthy of the name of the Dragon Clan.
It was only after the princess led him to the dragon group and exchanged names with each other that Feng Bingwen realized that he had misunderstood Mr. Long.
This Xuanting Longjun was much more conservative than he thought, at least not as dissolute as he thought.
Among the clouds, where hundreds of dragons gathered, there were only twenty or thirty young dragons. Among them, only Xi Qingyi and Xi Qingyu were descended from Xuanting Dragon Lord. The rest were dragons and dragons.
The women are all related to each other, or they are the dragons and their descendants who have taken refuge.
Sitting on a vast swamp, his biological father is a true dragon, with a hundred thousand sailors under his command to obey his orders. Such an extremely honorable position, but only two children, even with the most stringent moral concepts of the human race, cannot say that
His is not here, it can be said that he is quite self-denial and returns to etiquette.
"I have a question, could you tell me?"
After exchanging names, Feng Bingwen was surrounded by the group of dragon sons and dragon ladies, and the son and daughter of the dragon king sat on his left and right, pouring agar-agar jade syrup for him and offering him many delicacies.
Ashamed.
"Brother Bingwen, why are you so polite to us? You can ask me whatever you want, but I will tell you everything I know."
Xi Qingyi patted his chest and made an action that was quite inconsistent with his appearance, looking extremely bold.
"Long Jun has not yet succeeded in walking through the water, why can you be so relaxed?"
This was Feng Bingwen's biggest doubt at this time. The atmosphere in the cloud was too relaxed. The mysterious music in the cloud had not stopped since he came in. It was unknown how long it had been ringing before.
This scene seemed really weird to Feng Bingwen. The dragon king of the water tribe was walking through the water below to survive the tribulation, and was struck by thunder and was bleeding. It was so miserable.
But above the clouds, his children led a group of dragons to drink and have fun in the clouds, listening to fairy music, drinking spiritual wine, and eating delicacies. It was too outrageous.
The Dragon Lord just encountered an external calamity and almost failed, and if he didn't get it right, he would end up dead.
"So that's what happened, hahaha, I forgot to mention it. Brother Bingwen, you can despise us because of this, thinking that Qingyu and I are unfaithful and unfilial people."
Xi Qingyi was stunned when he heard this, and immediately let out a rather heroic laugh. Xi Qingyu, who was sitting on the left side of Feng Bingwen, looked helpless and glared at his brother who had no regard for his grace. After one look, he spoke for Feng Bingwen.
Clear up your doubts with clear text.
"Brother Bingwen, who is good at teaching, knows that before my father passed through the tribulation, my grandfather had already gone to Tianyan Dao to ask for a hexagram for his father. The current Taoist master of Tianyan Dao calculated that my father would be robbed and he would definitely suffer a disaster. But if this disaster is resolved,
After that is resolved, my father will surely become a dragon by turning into water, and there is absolutely no possibility of failure."
"Is there such a thing?"
Feng Bingwen exclaimed in his heart. He finally understood and it made sense after thinking about it.
How dangerous it is for the Dragon King to cross the river to cross the tribulation. It is not an outrageous thing to find an immortal who is good at fortune-telling through his own connections in advance to calculate the results in advance and enhance his self-confidence. Ordinary people do this before doing big things.
I like to ask ghosts and gods.
"So, my appearance is considered to be the result of the divination. Aren't you afraid that something unexpected will happen?"
Feng Bingwen understood the reason, but he was still curious. This was too certain.
"Brother Bingwen, doesn't he know Tianyan Dao?"
Hearing Feng Bingwen ask this question, Xi Qingyi said in surprise.
"A casual cultivator in the mountains doesn't have much knowledge, but it makes Brother Qingyi laugh."
Feng Bingwen did not hide the shortcomings of his short-sightedness. He had never seen the scenery at the top of the world, so trying to pretend to be knowledgeable would only make people laugh.
"Brother Bingwen is joking."
Xi Qingyi only thought that Feng Bingwen was talking nonsense, because the divination results that his grandfather personally went to Tianyan Dao to ask for were not as simple as his sister said.
Described as a person of great virtue and great virtue.
"Tianyan Dao is a major Taoist sect. It is best at deducing hexagrams. Well, it is also particularly proficient in thunder magic."
"Proficient in lightning techniques? Is it to prevent being struck by lightning?"
Feng Bingwen also knew the rumors that anyone who leaked secrets would be punished by heaven, but he did not speak, he just muttered in his heart and continued to listen to the common sense in the world of science and practice that the Dragon Prince taught him.
"Each generation of Taoist Masters of Tianyan Dao may not be the most powerful in martial arts, but they must be the most proficient in fortune-telling among their generation. If they can inherit the title of Taoist Master, they must be considered to have no omissions."
"Each generation?"
Feng Bingwen's expression became quite subtle. Don't immortals live forever? Why do we need to change generations?
"Oh, by the way, Tianyan Dao is the sect that has the most frequent changes of Dao masters among the Taoist sects. The longest reign does not exceed a thousand years, and the shortest reign only lasts for seventy-two years."
"...Long Jun's hexagram is probably not cheap!"
Feng Bingwen was silent for a while before speaking.
"It is indeed not cheap. I heard that grandpa took out an immortal artifact treasure embryo, so I asked the contemporary Tianyan Dao Taoist to take action."
Speaking of this, Xi Qingyi's face showed a look of pain. Although it was not his fortune, it was his family's property, and there was no way he would have the chance to inherit it.