Subconsciously, there is still a trace of self-protection ability.
The moment the system sound sounded, Long Xiao subconsciously knew that he had to respond to the system, so he awkwardly said the word 'sign in'.
As he responded.
The system sounds a beep.
"Ding!"
"System prompt: Congratulations to the host 'Long Xiao' for successfully signing in to the special place Tianlong Tantric Sect!"
"Get the sign-in reward: Tianlong body protection!"
Item: Heavenly Dragon Bodyguard.
Level: Mystery
Attribute: Defense
Description: Automatically triggered, unrestricted, Heavenly Dragon comes out, Divine power protects the body.
Description 2: Active trigger, Heavenly Dragon Strike! Trigger standard: HP reduced by two-thirds.
…
Long Xiao didn't understand.
He doesn't understand either.
What is the system?
Is it tasty?
His current intelligence is probably not as good as that of a three-year-old child.
I don’t know how to release the exercises.
Power does not know how to control.
His soul was separated from his body. He was confused now, his brain was like a paste. He seemed to know many of his skills, but he just didn't know how to release them.
Completely forgotten the same thing.
"From now on you will live here with me."
The young novice took Long Xiao to a simple room and pointed to the only wooden bed, "You sleep on the bed and I sleep on the floor."
Looking at the room, the little novice monk was thoughtful.
He is missing someone.
A monk.
Back then, the monk slept on the floor and he slept on the bed.
At that time...he was only three years old.
The little novice monk murmured, "Brother Wuqi, are you okay?"
"call……"
The little novice monk breathed out softly, made the bed, turned around and looked at Long Xiao and said: "You are tired, just take a rest."
Long Xiao looked at the little novice monk weakly.
His body was slightly curled up, a little timid, and he looked timid and scared.
The little novice monk smiled softly and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid."
Long Xiao looked older than him, but his eyes were like those of a three-year-old child, who was afraid of everything around him.
He didn't know what happened to Long Xiao.
but.
Since the host asked him to take care of him, he must take good care of him.
The little novice monk patted Long Xiao's back gently and said, "You have a good rest, I'll go out for a while."
When he turned to leave.
Long Xiao grabbed the little novice monk's clothes.
The young novice felt comforted again and said: "Don't worry, I won't go far."
At this moment.
Long Xiao's stomach growled. He looked at the little novice monk and said pitifully, "I'm hungry. I'm hungry."
The little novice monk smiled softly and said, "Just wait, I'll get you something to eat."
After saying that, he walked out of the room.
Long Xiao put his feet together and sat on the bed seriously, looking at the door from time to time.
A few minutes later.
Panting, the little novice monk walked in and carefully took out a cold white-flour steamed bun from his arms and handed it to Long Xiao, saying: "Eat it."
Long Xiao didn't know if the steamed buns could be eaten, but he trusted the little novice monk and took the steamed buns and swallowed them instinctively.
Little novice monk: "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Long Xiao ignored it and swallowed it as if it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life.
Although his current level of cultivation is not yet at the point where he doesn't need to eat, nothing serious will happen if he goes hungry for ten days and a half.
but now……
He doesn't understand at all that he can use his own cultivation to resist hunger.
After eating one steamed bun, Long Xiao was still not satisfied and looked at the little novice monk with pitiful eyes.
The young novice said in a low voice: "Be patient for now and wait for dinner tomorrow."
"Go to sleep first. You won't be hungry when you sleep."
Long Xiao was very obedient and lay on the bed obediently, watching the little novice sleep peacefully.
In a dream at midnight.
"who I am?"
"where am I?"
"Go quickly... hurry..."
"An'an, let's go quickly."
"Ren Xiaolong, run!"
"Dandan, Xingyun, run quickly, don't be in the Demon Sect, leave the Demon Sect quickly..."
"Tianji, are you okay?"
"Bai Mo, don't kill her, don't, don't..."
"ah……"
"Bai Mo, I'm going to kill you!"
…
Long Xiao rolled around on the bed, as if someone was choking him by the throat, his body twitching crazily and his limbs moving wildly.
Want to break free.
But he couldn't break free.
The dream was a mess.
They were all people he felt were familiar but could not remember.
His condition is very bad.
very bad.
bedside.
The young novice stood quietly behind Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan looked at Long Xiao who was struggling with all his limbs, his brows furrowed.
With a movement of his right hand, a Jingxin Pill was put into Long Xiao's mouth.
Long Xiao slowly calmed down.
Lu Xuan walked out of the room with a sad face and said, "Take care of him."
The young novice nodded, "Yes."
Later.
Lu Xuan left, and when he left, he couldn't help but look at the house suspended in the sky, and murmured, "Ancestor, is it really him?"
His words were full of doubts.
A person without a soul, can he be the person the ancestor wants to wait for?
Can he practice the Dragon Transformation Technique?
"Why……"
Lu Xuan let out a long sigh and left with his hands behind his back.
early morning.
The lowest level of Tianlong Tantric Sect.
An empty martial arts arena.
There were hundreds of disciples gathered in the martial arts arena.
Their ages vary greatly.
There are children aged three to five, as well as old men with white hair and white eyebrows who are over a hundred years old, there are monsters with strange looks, and there are demon cultivators with bloody faces.
Everything is included here.
It seems to be the epitome of the martial arts practitioners on Tianwu Avenue.
now.
They sat cross-legged on the ground and recited scriptures quietly.
This is morning class.
in the crowd.
The young novice monk and Long Xiao sat at the back of the crowd.
Long Xiao looked around and felt very strange. He looked left and right and asked, "What are they chanting?"
The young novice said softly: "The Taiping Sutra."
"Keep your voice down."
Long Xiao: "Taiping Jing?"
"Will it bring peace to you if you recite it?"
"Ahem!"
Not far away, the old monk in charge of the class coughed heavily and stared at Long Xiao.
The little novice monk's face dropped and he said quickly: "Stop talking. If you talk any more, you won't have breakfast."
Long Xiao was immediately frightened, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points, "No, no, I want to eat, I'm so hungry... I won't make any noise, I won't make any noise."
Then shut up quickly.
In his world, there is no food for talking.
He is hungry.
He wants to eat.
only……
His voice affects those around him.
The old monk who taught the class came over with an angry face, stared at Long Xiao and scolded him, "If you make a lot of noise during the morning class, you will not be allowed to eat today as a punishment."
Long Xiao's face was full of fear. He looked at the little novice monk and almost burst into tears, saying: "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it, I want to eat, I want..."
The old monk in charge of the class was angry, "How dare you make such a noise?"
He didn’t wait for the little novice monk to defend himself.
He shouted angrily, "Get out of here."
Long Xiao didn't move, his body curled up, and he was trembling.
Trembling with fear.
When the old monk saw that he was not moving, he became even more angry and grabbed him with one hand.
The moment he touched Long Xiao's collar.
"Roar……"
A roar.
A phantom of a heavenly dragon suddenly burst out from his body, knocking the old monk back dozens of meters.
The entire martial arts arena was in an uproar.
I saw a lifelike celestial dragon phantom sitting cross-legged on Long Xiao's body, unusually ferocious and mighty.
Everyone was stunned.
far away.
A glint flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaimed excitedly, "There's something going on!"