When Feng Bingwen said this, Xi Qingyi also felt that it was quite reasonable. He seemed to be qualified to call the reincarnated sage a brother and a peer, so there was no need to be so reserved.
"What else do you call me sir?"
Feng Bingwen smiled. Being too senior is sometimes not a good thing. Some things you do will be criticized.
"Brother Bingwen!"
When Xi Qingyi heard this, he immediately changed his tune and showed a cheerful and easy-going smile on his face. The restraint he had just felt disappeared with Feng Bingwen's words.
"now it's right."
Feng Bingwen laughed and his mood became much lighter. It is difficult to understand the loneliness of no one to communicate with without personal experience.
"Brother Bingwen, please sit still."
As the conversation between the two became casual, this magnificent team moved faster. Changshou, who followed Feng Bingwen into the car, looked amazed when he saw the scenery outside the car quickly retreating. In the end,
Nothing could be seen clearly, it turned into colorful lines.
"so fast!"
The Ivy Elf, who has always been loyal and honest and has never traveled far, was full of amazement.
"Is this your first time experiencing such a fast speed?"
Feng Bingwen looked at Changshou who was full of curiosity and asked.
"Sir, this is the first time."
Changshou quickly replied that the grass and wood elves naturally had nothing to do with speed, and were good at escape arts such as civil engineering.
"Then let's have a good feel for it."
Enjoying the soft spring breeze coming towards him, Feng Bingwen looked contented. Such top speed seemed to him ordinary and nothing to be amazed about. His eyesight was enough to see clearly every step of the car that came to greet him.
A landscape.
He could see the farmers cultivating the fields, the urchins fishing for shrimps by the stream, the tourists going on an outing... all the different aspects of the human world when spring returned to the earth were all visible to his eyes.
However, these people could not see the huge team passing them by. In their eyes, there was no such team with flags waving and bright armor.
Herod~
While the white horses chanted and chatted casually, the convoy arrived at the shore of Wolong Lake. As the thick water vapor came in, the appearance of this team changed drastically.
The mighty man's face turned green, his body swelled, the spear in his hand turned into a steel fork, and in an instant it turned into a majestic and ferocious river patrolling Yaksha.
The elegant maid became more graceful, but after her pair of jade legs touched the stream, they immediately came together and transformed into a powerful, scaly fish tail.
An old man wearing a butler's uniform with a smile on his face has a tortoise shell emerging from his slightly stooped back. On the tortoise shell, there are spiritual writings growing on his own, and the mighty water spirit energy naturally surrounds him.
This honor guard team, which was originally a decent-looking honor guard, immediately revealed its true colors after touching the lake water. It turned out to be a group of yaksha sharks, shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
Even the carriage Feng Bingwen was riding on became wider after touching the water, shining with precious light and filled with auspicious clouds, like a moving palace, and the eight white horses pulling the carriage also grew.
Dragon scales, dragon beards, and the neighing of the white horse turned into a more vigorous and passionate roar.
"Ryoma?"
Looking at the eight white horses that looked like dragons in front of the carriage, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
In the legend of the human race, there is a very great sage who rides a dragon and horse. Therefore, the dragon and horse are regarded as a symbol of auspiciousness like the unicorn. Of course, its status is still not as good as that of the unicorn.
"Brother Bingwen laughs. These are not real dragons and horses. They are just a few cart-drawing dragon beasts that my father trained in his spare time. If brother Bingwen likes it, I can talk to my father and ask him to give away a few.
for you."
Sensing Feng Bingwen's surprise, Prince Long, who was holding eight dragon horses with one hand, turned around to explain. He seemed to have noticed some of Feng Bingwen's emotions, and he suddenly said boldly.
"That's no need. Such a big guy needs to eat a lot in one meal. I, a small family like me, can't afford to feed him."
Feng Bingwen was shocked by the boldness of the Dragon Prince and quickly refused. Although the appearance of this dragon horse was very good, it could only be seen in appearance and was not as good as the legendary dragon horse. It was not spiritual enough.
"Brother Bingwen is really good at joking."
Xi Qingyi was amused by Feng Bingwen's words.
Although it is a fake dragon horse trained by his father, it is still contaminated with dragon blood and belongs to the category of dragon beasts. It only needs to eat the spiritual energy of the world and does not need food.
"Master, look!"
Just when Feng Bingwen was about to say something, he stood behind him, staying in the dragon carriage, curiously looking at the underwater scenery he had never seen before, and shouted excitedly, as if he was worried about Feng Bingwen.
Wen couldn't see it, but he still stretched his hand and pointed forward.
Not far ahead, in the clear river water, I saw an old dragon more than a hundred feet long, meandering and swimming, with several dragons following behind it.
When Feng Bingwen followed the guidance of longevity behind him and looked over, the old dragon and the few little dragons he brought also looked over. After all, there were not many people who dared to put on such a grand display underwater at this time.
Home.
"Your Highness Tsing Yi!"
Originally, the old dragon just turned around to see who it was, but when he saw clearly the young man in purple robe who was driving on the dragon carriage in the center of the huge ceremonial formation, which was pulled by eight white dragon horses.
, the dragon's eyes widened a bit, and he stopped quickly, leading several of his descendants to salute.
Although Laolong is older in terms of cultivation and age, he can't stand the fact that he has a true dragon father and a true dragon grandfather who has been the dragon king for thousands of years. This background is really incomparable, even if
Even if he saw him, he would have to stop and salute him.
"It turns out he is the Qingliu River Water God. There is no need to be too polite. Just go to the Dragon Palace. Qing Yi has important things to do and has no time to entertain. I still hope Haihan."
Xi Qingyi also saw the old dragon. When the other party took the initiative to say hello, he responded without stopping. He rode eight dragon horses and manipulated the power of water veins to lead the entire team directly past them.
"Your Highness is busy, so don't worry about Old Long."
Old Longyan watched the guard of honor pass over him and follow the river to the direction of Xuanting Lake. He responded quickly, not daring to move, and had no intention of catching up or walking alongside it.
"Hey, Dad, if I read it correctly just now, His Highness Qingyi is driving?"
The battle just now stunned several little dragons next to the old dragon. After a while, a little dragon with scales as red as jade came to his senses and stretched out his paw to touch the old dragon. He asked that this was beyond his understanding.
things.
"You read that right, His Highness Qingyi is indeed driving."
Lao Long affirmed. It was precisely after seeing this scene that he didn't dare to stop the other party. Otherwise, he would have said anything to grab this nephew and have a chat.
"How is this possible? How could His Highness Tsing Yi work as a carriage driver?"
"We have all seen it, what else is impossible? I just want to know, who is in that car?"
Several little dragons couldn't hold back their excitement and started making noises.
"I saw it. It seemed to be a half-grown human boy. He looked very young."
A chilong with a gorgeous posture raised its little paw, and she just caught a glimpse of the person sitting on the carriage frame, calmly communicating with the increasingly distinguished Dragon Prince.
"Human boy? That must be a human immortal. I heard that human immortals either like to pretend to be young or very old, and none of them are serious."
When a little dragon heard this, he immediately vowed.
As soon as he finished speaking, it was no surprise that he was slapped on the head by Lao Long's claw, causing the river to surge and the river to surge.
"Idiot, what are you talking about? Don't think that if you can't see, others won't be able to hear what you are saying."
Old Long really hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. Before he came here, he had given repeated instructions to be careful in his words and deeds and not to talk nonsense. But just halfway through, this fool threw his words behind his head.
"It hurts, dad. I know I was wrong. Stop fighting. I won't talk nonsense."
After receiving a severe blow from his own father, the little dragon was beaten with scales flying and his flesh and skin bruised. He quickly begged for mercy, knowing that he had just spoken out loud and said the wrong thing.
"Do you know how many Immortal Saint Dragon Kings will come to the Dragon Palace for a banquet this time? His Royal Highness Qingyi drives to greet him personally, even among the Immortal Saints, it is by no means an easy task. Otherwise, how could His Majesty the Dragon King be so mean to His Highness?
!”
The old dragon's tone was very serious. He could make the son of a true dragon willing to be a coachman. Just thinking about it made the dragon's liver and gallbladder tremble. This was not something that an ordinary little dragon could provoke. If he were not careful, he would be killed.
.
"Dad, do you know that immortal?"
A slender and elegant little dragon asked quickly to smooth things over and ease the atmosphere.
"I don't know. There are too many hermits and powerful people in this world. Those immortals with terrifying strength, they may live in seclusion for the rest of our lives."
"How long does it take for an immortal to retreat for so long?"
Several little dragons exclaimed in surprise. Even dragons with poor bloodline can live for at least a thousand years - of course, few dragons can die of their old age.
"You know how powerful you are. After you go to the Dragon Palace, be more honest. No matter what a person looks like, as long as you can't see through it, be a senior. Even if you can see through it, be polite. Maybe they are teasing you.
.”
Old Long looked at these descendants, still a little worried, and asked again.
"yes."
"knew."
And just when the old dragon who passed by was trying to teach his descendants a lesson, the guard of honor, which quickly shuttled through the rivers and lakes with the help of the power of water veins, had already arrived at Xuanting Lake.
Suddenly, a magnificent and prosperous aquatic world appeared before Feng Bingwen's eyes. Even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but admire it.
Everywhere you look, there are creatures of the aquatic tribe walking through it, and dragons that can easily become the masters of rivers and lakes can be seen everywhere without being noticeable.
With just one glance, Feng Bingwen saw thousands of dragons, and this was just a corner of Xuanting Lake that he saw. God knows how many dragons gathered in Xuanting Lake at this time, I am afraid that the entire Donghua Continent and the outer sea