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Chapter 33 Conclusion

Seeing Mo Yu finally dying, Ao Qi couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, tears flashing in his eyes: "...What a pity! If she could live a little longer and the edict would take effect, she would really be transformed into a dragon."

"No, she is already a dragon." Wu Jie let go and let the lifeless Mo Yu lie on the throne, then picked up the edict and unfolded it to cover her body.

In the world of the Book of Heaven, a clear lake slowly emerged. In the lake, a small black dragon was lying on the bottom of the lake, sleeping soundly.

Maybe one or two years, maybe ten or eight years, maybe even longer, but sooner or later she will wake up.

At that time, Wu Jie will send her back to Jinhu, to the place where she has devoted countless sweat, blood and tears.

"Seventh Prince, can I ask you a favor?" Wu Jie said suddenly, "Although Mo Yu is not here for the time being, I believe she will come back sooner or later. So before she comes back, please give Jinhu Longjun's seat

Is it okay to keep it for her?"

"Huh? But she's already dead."

"The incense of the Dragon Temple is endless, and her spirit will not be dispersed. Sooner or later, it will be re-condensed and transformed."

"...Is it really possible?"

"certainly!"

Ao Qi looked at Wu Jie doubtfully, but he only saw seriousness on his face.

He thought for a moment and nodded.

"Since Fellow Daoist Wu said so, let's do it this way - but whether it's big or small, Jinhu has to be watched over by someone who can make clouds and rain. Fellow Daoist, what do you think we should do?"

Wu Jie smiled slightly and pointed at Luo Yu, who was still sitting cross-legged in meditation, but his breath had gradually become evener and he was about to wake up.

"Until the real Kumho Dragon Lord returns, her students will temporarily take over the position of Dragon Lord. What do you think?"

"Fellow Daoist Luo is a high disciple of Qingyang Temple. Her ability and character are very reliable. It is a blessing for the people of Jinhu to have her temporarily replace Lord Long!" Naturally Ao Qi would not have any objection to this.

So the matter was settled.

After a while, Luo Yu woke up, learned what had happened, cried while holding Mo Yu's body, and then took over the job of temporarily acting as Jinhu Longjun without any hesitation.

"Okay, now there's just one last thing left."

Wu Jiefang released the demon-refining divine fire and carefully burned the inside and outside of the Dragon Palace. After making sure that there was no trace of the demonic fire left, he dragged Bian Liequan to the jade steps and threw him next to the body of Lord Long.

"People say, what should we do with this bastard?"

"This man has committed a heinous crime and deserves to be punished by the canon!"

"Put it into the alchemy furnace and make elixirs. Maybe you can make two elixirs that can be used to save people."

"Chop it into pieces and feed it to the fish!" Luo Yu suddenly shook his head as he spoke, with a look of disgust on his face, "Forget it...I'm afraid even the fish will be poisoned..."

"Let's interrogate him first. No matter how heinous he is, we should give him a chance to explain." Ao Qi, who has a gentler personality after all, advised in a low voice, "Maybe we can get some important information.

"

However, things were different from what he had guessed. Bian Liequan woke up and ignored them at all. He just looked at Long Jun's body and cried lovingly. He cried so sincerely and sadly, not to mention Ao Qi, even Luo Qi.

Both Yu and An Ziqing were moved.

"Alas! If I had known today, why did I do it in the first place?"

"Yes! What's the use of regretting it now? After all, you are harming others and yourself!"

"Poor people must be hateful. What the ancients said is absolutely correct!"

Seeing everyone's sighs and sighs, Wu Jie couldn't help but sneer.

"Jasmine, it's exactly what you said!"

"Of course, this technique was very popular at that time. There is no reason why such a classic routine cannot be passed down." Jasmine laughed, happy that she had once again successfully played the role of a senior, "His acting skills are not enough

To be realistic, you should spit out two more mouthfuls of blood, and preferably cry until your eyes bleed, that’s what you’re capable of!”

"In those days, was there really anyone in the Divine Lord's sect who was good at this?"

"Well, there is a nephew who is very good at this kind of acting. I don't know how many times he has escaped death by relying on his acting skills. Alas! That guy is really amazing! Compared with him, this Bian Liequan can only be described as insignificant.

It's not even close! I bet you, he doesn't even remember the name of Jinhu Dragon King!"

"...What happened to that nephew in the end?"

"He escaped countless pursuits, and was finally surrounded by several women who liked him but had a deep hatred for each other. Each woman refused to let go, so they cut him into several pieces, one person for each other.

piece."

“What a great ending!”

Wu Jie raised his thumb in his mind, coughed twice, and after attracting everyone's attention, he looked at Bian Liequan with a half-smile.

"Fellow Daoist Bian, I have a question to ask, can you answer it?"

Bian Liequan seemed to be too sad and looked at him feebly without moving at all.

"What's the name of Kumho Dragon King?"

Bian Liequan's brows furrowed, revealing a look of thought, which soon turned into a look of panic.

"Don't think about it." Wu Jie said calmly, his hands ignited with blazing flames, "Go to hell and ask her face to face!"

As he spoke, he turned the flame into a huge palm and pinched Bian Liequan.

The golden-red demon-refining divine fire burned on the demonic man's body, making his skin and flesh sizzle, and penetrated into his flesh and bone marrow, burning him bit by bit as he became one with the resentment of the inner demon.

.

Bian Liequan had a look of despair and pain on his face, but he couldn't even let out a scream, because as soon as he opened his mouth, the demon-refining divine fire had already burned into his mouth.

I don’t know how long it took to burn, but the big hand of the flame finally let go, and a ball of charred fragments fell down, falling to pieces on the ground.

"After all the mechanisms are exhausted, it's just a pile of ashes in the end." Wu Jie sighed, shook his head, put away the straw rope that Jasmine had cast temporarily and had lost its use, and condensed the ashes into one piece.

He buried it and the Dragon Lord's body next to the Dragon Palace.

There are two tombs built here, one is the tomb of Jinhu Longjun Qingshuang, and the other is the tomb of Jinhu Shuizu.

After completing all this, they helped Luo Yu refine the control center of the Dragon Palace, and then left the Dragon Palace together.

Long Jun has a lot of work, but the first thing is to go to Yunmengze to report. Because if the name is not correct, the words will not go smoothly. It must be approved by Yunmengze before Luo Yu can recruit subordinates as the agent of Long Jun and rebuild the construction.

Kumho Aquarium.

This trip went very smoothly, perhaps because of her love for the house and the dragon. The Dragon Queen was very friendly to Luo Yu, who had inherited the life and dragon blood of Prince Ao San, and easily agreed to her seemingly unreasonable request, and also allocated her two

The ten marines of Yunmengze are all aquatic monsters who have practiced for more than two hundred years and have fully developed their spiritual intelligence.

The magic power of these monsters may not be very strong, but at least they are familiar with the various tasks of the Dragon Palace. For Luo Yu, an inexperienced acting dragon king, this is far more valuable than a helper with high magic power.

Anyway, if there is a need for a fight, of course there will be brothers.

After returning from Yunmengze, Wu Jie and Luo Yu went to the Dragon Temple together.

Luo Yu cast a spell to show his sage and informed everyone about the alternation of Dragon Lord. So the Taoist priests of the Dragon Temple hurriedly removed the statue of Dragon Lord Qingshuang, moved the statue of Mo Yu to the main hall, and added the acting Dragon Lord Luo next to it.

Statue of Yu.

Then they held a big ceremony, not only to celebrate the new Dragon Lord's appointment, but also to give some comfort to the people who had just experienced the disaster.

At the festival, "Senior Du Ruo" showed off his magical powers and conjured up an endless vat of wine and an endless bag of barbecue.

People ate, drank, sang, danced, and had a great time. With this celebration, the pain of the disaster seemed to have weakened a lot.

This joyful mood also infected everyone in the Heavenly Book World. Not only Du Ruo and Du Xin seemed very happy, but even the housekeeper Moli did not protest against Wu Jie's waste of resources on making drinks and barbecue.

Of course, maybe it's because she recently got a very interesting toy and plays with it very happily every day.

The unlucky Bian Liequan has been dismantled into pieces several times, but every time he was dismantled into pieces, Jasmine used her magical power to condense his soul and repair it again, and then continued to play with it.

If Wu Jie hadn't expressed no interest in human flesh, she would have even planned to reshape this guy's body and then slice it into hot pot or something...

After the celebration, the dust settled and people dispersed.

Wu Jie sat in the wing of the Dragon Temple and gave the last lecture to the casual cultivators in the courtyard.

There are much fewer casual cultivators here than before, and most of them escaped when the disaster was approaching. Some also died during the disaster relief - for example, the former Taoist Zhu Anxian of the Longshen Temple was because he had just exhausted all his energy.

He was in the weak stage of his new training, and in the end he overworked and died unfortunately.

But as long as those who stayed were all upright people who had helped people resist the disaster. Moreover, by joining hands in fighting the disaster, they had also forged a deep friendship with each other, as if they were brothers in the same discipline.

So in this last class, Wu Jie taught a lot and explained it in detail.

He believes that these monks at the Dragon Temple will definitely shine in the future!


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