Li Qingming frowned slightly and thought for a long time: "What do you think?"
Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, opened his eyes angrily and shouted in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this Haotian clearly wants all our dragon clan to return to his heavenly court and be controlled by it. How is this different from the Demon Court back then?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Ao Shun said: "Since the beginning of the world, our Dragon Clan has experienced the Long Han Catastrophe and the Lich Catastrophe. These two calamities almost caused our Dragon Clan to be wiped out! With my thoughts, I think this
He just wants to fade away from the ancient battles and enjoy a peaceful life. Doesn’t Haotian’s actions like this clearly mean that he wants me to work for him?”
"Ao Guang, what do you think?" Li Qingming threw the imperial edict back to Ao Shun and suddenly looked at Ao Guang.
"There are advantages and disadvantages to this matter!" As the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan, Ao Guang often has far-reaching thoughts than the others.
"Oh?" Li Qingming looked slightly moved and said, "Tell me about it!"
"There will be a calamity for every twelve yuan between heaven and earth. When a great calamity comes, all but the quasi-sages will be included in the calamity. Even if you can't escape from the world, it will be difficult to escape!" Ao Guang sighed and continued: "My Dragon Clan twice
None of the catastrophes have been avoided, so Haotian's surrender may be an opportunity!"
Li Qingming's eyes flashed with admiration. He said: "Yes, the next calamity must be in heaven!"
"So now I am a little hesitant. If I go to heaven, I will be controlled by it and my dragon clan will lose my freedom. But if I don't go to heaven, my dragon clan will have no chance of escaping from the calamity! Oh, what can I do?" Ao Guang felt deeply.
Deep helplessness, no matter how powerful the race is, if we don’t become saints, we will always be ants.
Li Qingming shook his head slightly when he heard this and said: "Ao Guang, you will definitely not be restricted from being with others when you go to heaven!"
The silent Dragon Kings of the Four Seas were stunned when they heard this, and said in unison: "What is the meaning of your Majesty's words?"
"First of all, the Dragon Clan is a divine beast born with the attribute of water. It has dominated the ancient water veins for many years and has a deep-rooted position. Without you, the seas in the world would overturn, the rivers would flow backwards, and the rain would be unstable! At the end of the world, the land of China and China was in chaos. This karma is natural
It will fall on the head of the culprit Haotian. Do you think Haotian is so stupid?" Li Qingming looked at the Dragon King of the Four Seas with a half-smile and said.
The light in Ao Guang's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he understood something.
Ao Qin, who had always remained silent, said at this time: "Your Majesty, what you mean is that the Dragon Clan is only nominally subordinate to Heaven, but in fact it is still controlled by our own people?"
"Smart!" Li Qingming chuckled. He didn't expect that the smartest among the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas was actually Ao Qin. It was interesting.
"Okay, then we will obey Haotian's imperial edict and go to heaven to be crowned Dragon King!" Finally, Ao Guang made a summary and decided the future direction of the Dragon Clan.
Pingyu Jia Yitian, Yaochi Holy Land.
"Brother Tian, are you too hasty to attack the Dragon Clan so early?" Yaochi hugged Haotian lightly, with a hint of exhaustion on his delicate and pretty face.
"Hasty?" Haotian laughed dumbly and said: "Silly girl, the Dragon Clan is not as simple as you think! Do you think that after their ancestor transformed into the holy beast Qinglong, the Dragon Clan will have no backer?"
Yaochi raised his head in confusion and said, "Isn't it?"
Haotian turned around and hugged Yaochi, saying: "The person standing behind the Dragon Clan is Taoist Brother Qingmingzi. He can't move, he can't move!"
Yaochi covered her mouth in shock and said: "How could it be!"
…
Time passed by quietly like a fleeting moment.
For ascetics like Li Qingming, time is often the least valuable thing in this land of China.
At this moment, the East Kunlun Mountains are decorated with lights and colorful lights everywhere. The Sanqing Hall, which was originally filled with auspicious clouds, was filled with joy by these three generations of Xuanmen disciples, making it a joyous scene.
In a side hall on the left side of the Sanqing Hall, Cihang, Gui Ling, Wudang, Hanzhixian and other female disciples of the two sects were playing around the shy and timid Jin Ling.
"Senior Sister Jin Ling, you are so beautiful! No wonder Taoist Brother Yuding is fascinated by you!" Cihang touched Jin Ling's pretty face and said with emotion.
Jin Ling slapped Cihang's little hand away and said, "Go away, you damn girl! Even your senior sister is making fun of me, why don't I tickle you!"
After saying that, he stood up and blew hot air towards Cihang's snow-white neck.
"Gee, sisters, Senior Sister Jin Ling is bullying me, why don't you help me!" Cihang smiled and avoided Jin Ling, using his hands and feet to use Gui Ling and the others as a shield.
"We don't want to help! Who told you, girl, you always make fun of us!" Han Zhixian had a smile on her face, her green fingers reached out, and even touched Cihang's plump breasts.
In just half a quarter of an hour, Gui Ling and Wudang were all drawn into the fighting circle. The junior sisters were panting and dripping with sweat as they played in the huge side hall.
On the other side, in a side hall on the right side of the Sanqing Hall, there was an eerie silence.
A group of senior men from the two sects of Chanjie sat opposite each other, surrounding the jade cauldron in the middle. Their eyes were expressionless, their backs were straight, their eyes were wide open, and no one spoke.
Suddenly, as the groom, Yu Ding could no longer bear the torment. He touched his upper and lower eyelids lightly and blinked.
"Haha!" Little Fatty Duobao's eyes narrowed as he smiled, and he shouted: "I know this guy Yuding can't sit still, and he might be as anxious as a little rabbit."
Guangchengzi shook his head helplessly, grabbed a bottle of the best eight-turn golden elixir from the storage space, and said: "If you lose, you lose. Why do you talk so much nonsense!"
The remaining brothers of the Chan Sect also had a grimace on their faces, and they followed the same example and took out the golden elixir from the storage space, and threw it to the Jie Jie disciples on the opposite side.
"Hey, I originally wanted to ask my senior brother to refine some eighth-turn golden elixirs. But now I can save it!" Duobao held a large number of jade bottles in his hands, shaking his legs as if to show off, feeling very proud.
"Yuding, you are so disappointing! We were just betting on whether you could stop talking, moving, or blinking for an hour! You actually fell short at the last moment. Where did all your usual meditation skills go?
?" Guangchengzi knocked on the jade tripod with some embarrassment, and there were many complaints in his words.
"Who told you to bet? What are you doing to me?" Yu Ding touched his head, feeling aggrieved.
"Hahaha, okay, okay!" At this time, Xuandu came in from outside the palace and said: "Stop making trouble, you should prepare the jade tripod quickly, the time is coming!"
"Senior brother, has the senior brother arrived?" Yuding let the brothers fiddle with it and suddenly asked. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.
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