The first day of the second lunar month, weather, sunny to heavy rain
Rumble——
Thunder rolls, lightning flashes.
It was originally a cloudless blue sky and the sun was shining brightly. After a long and cold winter, the people dug out the clothes and bedding from their closets and took them to the yard to dry. But who would have thought that the sky would clear up for half a day.
He suddenly became gloomy.
"What's going on with this weather? It's changing too fast!"
The people in Qingshan County looked at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, ran to collect their clothes, and complained that it was rare for the weather to be so changeable in early spring.
"The clothes haven't been dried yet, how can I wear them tomorrow?"
"Don't talk nonsense, tomorrow is the second day of February."
An old man looked at the sudden change in weather and quickly scolded the juniors who complained.
"What happened on the second day of February?"
"The dragon raises its head!"
"Even the Dragon Prince can't do this. It took a lot of effort to wait for the sunny day."
"If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will slap you."
"Dad, stop fighting. I won't talk nonsense anymore."
Under the rapidly darkening sky, the people in Qingshan County clamored to put away all the clothes and bedding that had been left to dry outside.
And in Fengjia Village, in the Fengjia mansion, which has gained some scholarly atmosphere after several years of accumulation, a young man who was practicing calligraphy held a Langhao pen dripping with ink and looked up at the sudden change in the sky.
A smile appeared on his face.
"You're quite polite. They sent someone to pick me up. It's just that the pomp is a little too big. It's not necessary!"
As he spoke, the young man with a tall and straight posture and a face as beautiful as a crown jewel raised his hand and waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the clouds parted and the sun shone brightly again, and the howling wind and rain stopped.
I don't know how many people were shocked by this new change in the sky, but Feng Bingwen didn't care about this. The team coming to pick him up was almost at the door of his house, and it was time for him to go to the banquet.
"Hmm! Just stick to the old rules and live longer!"
As soon as he thought about it, behind Feng Bingwen, a young man in green clothes with a similar stature to him suddenly appeared. This young man was also extraordinary. One look at him made people's hearts flutter. In a trance, he seemed to be able to see
A green vine full of vitality, its vines are vigorous and powerful, like a dragon lying on its back.
"In the past few days, it's better for you to suffer on my behalf!"
"Yes, sir!"
After following Feng Bingwen for several years, Qingteng Xingling, who has learned a lot of human knowledge, nodded.
He was very used to this kind of thing. When Feng Bingwen wanted to go out to deal with something, he would pretend to be a master and deal with the two old people.
"Master, are you going too far?"
At this time, Feng Bingwen's collar squirmed for a while, and a small head emerged from his collar, revealing a delicate and delicate face.
"Um?"
Feng Bingwen, who was used to longevity, didn't react for a while.
"Why did I go too far?"
"Master, are you going to the Dragon Palace for a banquet?"
Xiaobai Shao Suya raised her head and asked seriously.
"Yes, you have felt it too, right? The mighty dragon's energy has caused it to rain in our Qingshan County, causing a lot of complaints."
Feng Bingwen smiled and said, the wind follows the dragon, the clouds follow the tiger, the dragon travels, and the clouds and rain follow it. This sudden change in the celestial phenomena is naturally caused by the dragon emerging from the water.
"Master, can you eat a lot of delicious food near the Dragon Palace?"
"It should be possible."
Feng Bingwen touched his chin. According to folk tales, the Dragon Prince was always a wealthy man and lived in a crystal palace. All the utensils used were made of gold and jade, decorated with pearls and clams.
Coral, agate and other embellishments.
"Then why don't you take Changshou with you?"
"Well!"
The question from the little white peony in her arms left Feng Bingwen speechless.
"That's right, Master, don't leave Changshou behind this time. Let him go with you. The Dragon Palace is so big that you can't even bring a follower with you!"
At this time, another little chrysanthemum spirit Boyao also came out and helped his companion to plead for mercy.
It had been decided for the two of them to go together. However, they did not expect that their master would go to the Dragon Palace without anyone else except them.
"That's true. In that case, Changshou, you can come with me!"
Feng Bingwen was naturally not a pushy person, so he made a decision with a wave of his hand.
The real dragon banquet, let alone ordinary people, even ordinary monks and fairies can get a lot of benefits and even great opportunities if they can participate in it.
"Master, if I go with you, who will play you?"
"I won't be there for a few days, so I'll just leave a magic phantom behind!"
Feng Bingwen waved his hand, and immediately, "Feng Bingwen" appeared with the same appearance as him right now, even his eyes and demeanor. This was something he had been doing since he got the Dragon Ball, and now he is even more proficient in it.
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However, the original problem has not changed. Without his magic power to maintain it, it will collapse on its own in a very short period of time, and it can only deceive the naked eye.
"Meow~"
Before Feng Bingwen could leave, there was another cat meowing, and a handsome cat walking in the sun, with black hair like red flames burning, walked up, then squatted in front of Feng Bingwen, and looked up.
Head looked at him.
"go together!"
Of course, there is nothing to say. The kitten is not afraid of going into the water anymore, so what else can he say?
So, Feng Bingwen dragged his family out of the mansion, and as soon as he left the gate, he saw a mighty and majestic team waiting at the door.
In front of the team was a young man with a heroic appearance. When he saw Feng Bingwen riding the clouds and climbing over the courtyard wall, he immediately took two steps forward and bowed his hands.
"Mr. Feng, Qing Yi has been waiting for you for a long time. Please get in the car. My father is already waiting eagerly in the palace."
"Brother Qingyi, why did you call me sir again?"
Looking at the familiar young man in front of him, Feng Bingwen fell to the ground, grabbed his wrist, lifted him up, and started joking with him,
"Have you forgotten what I once said to you?"
"Mr. Feng, aren't you the reincarnation of a saint? I have overstepped my bounds by calling you brother and sister. My father will not let me off lightly."
Xi Qingyi, who is now the son of the Dragon King, has a wry smile on his face.
He wanted to become brothers with a reincarnated sage, but he didn't have the courage. He had previously thought that the young man in front of him was just a reincarnated true cultivator with a good background, but he did not expect that the other person's background was so big.
"Brother Qingyi, I am too lazy to defend myself against ordinary people, but I still want to say something to you. I am really not the reincarnation of a saint!"
Feng Bingwen's tone was very serious.
Although it was only the second time he met His Highness Long, he had a very good impression of him. He was gentle, polite, and courteous, making people unconfidently think of that gentle gentleman as gentle as jade.
He is very happy to be friends with such a gentle and gentle gentleman.
Of course, the most important thing is that Feng Bingwen really needs a few friends with whom he can talk, or even Taoist friends, otherwise he will really go crazy because of being widowed.
Practicing and seeking the Tao is never done behind closed doors, and communicating with others about the Tao is also the key.
But when Feng Bingwen stays in his own house, who can he communicate with? He teaches a group of charming spirits. To be honest, many of these guys are very popular with them, but to put it bluntly, they
I can't be his friend, I'm really not qualified.
Looking back at his experiences over the years and counting the different monks he has known, the Dragon Prince in front of him can be said to be the best choice as a friend. He must have a good background, a good cultivation, and knowledge. The most important thing is
Yes, the other party also has a dragon girl sister who is extremely beautiful.
Ah, I don’t mean anything else, I just want to make one more friend.
"Mr. Feng, please stop joking with Qing Yi. Sir, please get in the car and I will drive the horse for you myself!"
Naturally, Xi Qingyi would not take Feng Bingwen's excuse seriously. He had never been one to follow others' opinions. For such shocking news, he also used the channels of Dragon Palace to inquire about it.
And the result of what he heard was that Mr. Feng Bingwenfeng was most likely the reincarnation of a sage, and even if he wasn't, it wouldn't be much different.
Qilin companion, what else can I say? Do you really think that just anyone can get on the back of Qilin?
"Oh, why don't you believe me when I tell the truth!"
Seeing the appearance of the Dragon Prince in front of him, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but sigh repeatedly and had to get on the frame and sit down.
He really wanted to find some Taoist friends. Ordinary monks would naturally not be able to discern the Dharma, but discussing Taoism with immortal saints like Xuanting Dragon King would be too high for him now. Although he would be able to do so in the future
They are on the same level, but they are still too different from each other.
"Mr. Feng is really good at joking!"
As expected, Xi Qingyi, who was driving for Feng Bingwen, turned around and smiled.
"I am the real reincarnated sage, but I don't have the memory of the sage now. Isn't it good for you and me to treat each other as equals?"
Feng Bingwen felt distressed at this moment. The Dragon Palace Prince did not dare to be his equal. How many people in this world can be his Taoist friends?
"Mr. Feng, it's not that I'm so restrained. It's just that my father has told me that on the way to the Dragon Palace, I must treat you with respect and respect, and there must be no overstep."
Xi Qingyi explained seriously.
"I understand what's going on, but this matter has nothing to do with you. Let me ask you, do you have the heart to transform into a dragon?"
Feng Bingwen thought about it. It was probably that the Dragon Lord was shocked when he peeked at him casually.
"Of course, my grandfather and my father have both turned into real dragons, so naturally they cannot lose the dignity of my lineage."
"That's right. Do you think your father is qualified to be considered an equal to a sage after meeting a sage?"
“Of course I’m qualified!”
"So, isn't it very reasonable for you, the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, who has the wish to transform into a dragon, to have a relationship with me, a reincarnated sage who has no memory, as equals?"