"Ten days later, the old dragon will live a thousand years old and hold a banquet in the Dragon Palace. I hope you can come and see me."
Lord Long laughed loudly, and the sound mixed with the laughter caused thunder, and the wind and rain that had subsided began to get stronger again.
"Fellow......"
Chen Yang felt a little uncomfortable.
This is the first time someone has called him that.
What kind of person is Mr. Long? His words of "fellow Taoist" are not spoken casually.
This was because he had accepted Chen Yang's favor and thought it would be helpful to his path, so he treated him as a friend.
Before Chen Yang could react, Long Jun, who was standing in front of him with his hands folded, suddenly collapsed.
With a splash, it turned into a puddle of water and poured down, suppressing the bonfire and extinguishing most of it.
The person who appeared in front of Chen Yang and Tutu before Qingqing was just a water double of Long Jun.
"No, it's not a water substitute. This is water escape?"
Chen Yang was a little unsure.
Even after arriving in this world, I came into contact with human-immortal martial arts and Yin-shen magic, but my knowledge was still shallow.
If it weren't for Lord Long's consciousness withdrawing, the moment the water double collapsed into a puddle of water, the magic stone and jade in his body trembled, and the spiritual sense in the dark pulled him to look up, Chen Yang still wouldn't have noticed anything.
When Chen Yang raised his head, he saw a looming dragon shadow thrown into the sky, reaching up to the sky.
The next second, dark clouds gathered all over the sky, thunder roared continuously, and the faint sound of dragons roared throughout the world.
Then, the clouds cleared and the rain dispersed, and the sun shone down, dispersing the moisture and haze.
Under this sunshine, Chen Yang felt as if he had become a quilt, being taken out and turned over in the sun, and his whole body was filled with the smell of sunshine.
"Is this water escape?"
"Why is it different from what I thought?"
When Chen Yang saw the dragon shadow, he knew what had just happened?
The person who appeared in front of him before was probably the true form of the dragon king, otherwise he wouldn't be able to move the clouds and spread the rain. Another dragon roar, followed by wind and rain.
It was just that the real dragon soared into the sky and he didn't want to scare the people of Longmen County, so he used magic.
A water escape, escape for nine days.
The water escape in Chen Yang's imagination should be a sudden plunge into the water, disappear without a trace, and then emerge from the connected waters.
Unexpectedly, after Long Jun performed it, a water substitute was left in place, and it flew up into the rain clouds as if replaced.
"You can ask for advice when the Dragon Lord's thousand-year-old banquet is held."
"Mr. Long must have collected a lot of spells. It shouldn't be difficult to get a few and learn them, right?"
Chen Yang was thinking wildly, trying to relieve the oppressive feeling caused by the sudden appearance of Lord Long, the intersection between the two parties, and the calling of fellow Taoists.
Dragons do not have sex with snakes.
It wasn't until he actually met and befriended the dragon that Chen Yang received a real gift.
It's not that dragons look down on snakes, but the existence of dragons themselves exerts a huge sense of oppression on lower creatures.
That is brought about by completely different levels of life and is not based on subjective will.
"Huh~"
After several breaths, Chen Yang finally regained his composure and returned to his usual relaxed appearance.
Even worse than him was the little silver fox.
After Chen Yang calmed down and lit up the bonfire again, he stretched out his hands leisurely to warm it up, and then Tu Tu got up from the ground with a quickie.
It raised its little head and looked left and right. Its dark eyes kept spinning, full of fright.
"First, sir..."
When he opened his mouth, it was actually human words.
The second sentence was extremely smooth: "Just~ was that Lord Long just now?"
The little silver fox did not realize that what it was making was no longer a fox cry, but smooth human speech.