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Chapter 486 The size of the dragon can bend and stretch

Business branch.

Above the main hall.

The woman in white suddenly arrived and sat on top of the main throne, while Zhuang Ming stood below.

The positions of the host and the guests have been swapped.

It was as if the woman in white was the owner here, and Zhuang Ming was just a guest who came to pay a visit.

Zhuang Ming also suffered a lot when he fell into the mortal world. Naturally, he would not be dissatisfied because of the changes in this aspect. He just understood something in his heart.

This woman in white clothes was a person of extremely high status even in the ancient times 60,000 years ago when immortals and gods arose in large numbers.

Even the lord of the Southern Territory, in her words, was only called Nan Ling, and her tone was dismissive, without any awe at all.

"Don't you know much?" the woman in white said.

"I really don't know much." Zhuang Ming said calmly.

"I thought you would claim to have no idea at all." The woman in white said in a deep tone, neither sad nor happy, making it difficult to understand her thoughts.

"When you are here, you will naturally tell me everything you know." Zhuang Ming could only respond like this.

"You are honest." The woman in white said slowly, "There are not many people who know the current affairs as well as you."

"The Southern Territory has been destroyed, and there will no longer be the prosperity of the past. As a true dragon, once I appear in this world, I will be besieged and hunted by the world. Naturally, I have to be aware of current affairs." Zhuang Ming heard the undisguised disdain in her tone and did not show any emotion.

A strange look, just to put it that way.

"A being like the lord of the Southern Territory, who is fierce, majestic and domineering, has a descendant like you. I wonder if he would be disappointed if he were still in the world." The woman in white said calmly: "The world says that the father of a tiger is the son of a dog. You

This son of a true dragon has a mind like a snake and a rat."

"Ashamed."

Zhuang Ming said this with a hint of shame.

But in his heart, there was no wavering at all.

When the dragon is big, it covers the sky and the sun, and is as respected as the immortals and gods.

When the dragon was young, it hid in the mud and mingled with earthworms and eels.

Only by being able to bend and stretch, with both strength and softness, can you achieve longevity.

The Thousand-foot-long Dragon Lord back then was willing to die rather than surrender, so he died.

Preferring death rather than surrender is certainly an admirable act of integrity, but how can enduring humiliation and burden be a despicable act?

In the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, he, as a cultivator, worshiped at the gate of Jusheng Mountain. After falling into the mortal world, he was able to humble himself and submit to the king's power in the mortal world. How could he not be able to bear the three or two sarcastic remarks in front of him?

——

The woman in white also looked at the young man carefully.

Such people have too deep thoughts, and she can't help but feel some distance.

It stands to reason that the son of Nan Ling woke up at the same time as hers. Later, he was kept in the dragon egg for hundreds of years. Later, he broke out of the shell and was surrounded and killed by all parties. It has not been that long since then.

In terms of the age of the real dragon, his current mind should only be equivalent to that of an ordinary ten-year-old child. How could he become so cunning and cunning even after going through many calamities.

"Although you are not as admirable as the lord of the Southern Territory, if the Nanling back then had a character like yours, it would be this ancient true dragon that should be the master of the Holy Palace."

The woman in white said this: "I don't know how your talent is compared to Nan Ling. If your bloodline is pure and your qualifications are no less than Nan Ling's, with your character, it will be easier for you to take on important responsibilities than Nan Ling."

Zhuang Ming responded with a word of "dare not dare", and felt a little more confident in his heart.

The ancient true dragon that once appeared in his consciousness was so powerful that it shattered the sky and the earth, and was so powerful.

Although it is the lord of the Southern Territory, the Ancient True Dragon, which is so powerful, may not be inferior to the Lord of the Holy Palace, that is, the Holy King it is loyal to.

Just like in the Dongsheng Dynasty, although he had the physical body of the two golden elixir masters of Qianyang and Yinming, he himself was powerless. Lu He and others were much stronger than him, but they were still loyal. to him.

"It's a pity that today's era is not the era of those years after all."

The woman in white recited something like this, and she sighed in her heart.

Today, she is still immersed in the glory of the ancient times.

However, things have changed and people have changed over time.

After waking up from a deep sleep, it was already a completely different era.

What is meant by taking on important responsibilities?

But the holy palace, the temple, the fairyland, everything has been destroyed in the years.

In today's era, what other important tasks are there?

The nine true and mysterious seals are the highest in the world today.

It's hard to say whether the dragon in front of him can grow up.

But once he grows up, he will become the only true immortal, an invincible existence in the world.

"Fairy..." Zhuang Ming asked hesitantly, waking her up from the sigh of the world.

"Tell me everything you know." When the woman in white said this, her tone was still calm, but it had an irresistible meaning.

"yes."

Zhuang Ming had no intention of resisting. If the other party was just an existence similar to a stone statue, and his cultivation level had not recovered much. Based on his status as the son of the lord of the Southern Territory in ancient times, and he was bossy and arrogant, he could just ignore it, or even Forcefully suppress the other party and ask for the information you want to know.

But since his current cultivation and moral conduct are far inferior to his opponent, he has no room to resist.

"I don't know much about it, but when I woke up, I immediately felt the inheritance from the bloodline and the words that existed in the bloodline."

Zhuang Ming said this and waved his hand, imitating the voice in the inheritance that day.

Immediately, an extremely strong dragon roar sounded in the hall.

But the sound was still limited to the hall after all.

——

I am one of the eight spirits of the Holy Palace, and I have been granted the title of Lord of the Southern Region. I should kill the rebels to protect the Holy Palace.

Life and death here are unpredictable.

If my body is destroyed, the southern region will not be saved.

In order to protect the immortality of my bloodline, I specially ordered the Dragon Guard Left Banner Army under my command to protect my youngest son and hide him in Dongzhou!

If I win, you shall return home.

If my body is destroyed, you can hide in it.

My son remembers that for the rest of his life, he must hide in the world, cultivate steadily, pass on the bloodline, protect the dragon clan from extinction, and leave this bloodline unbroken.

——

The sound stopped abruptly.

In fact, there is another paragraph at the end, which is to instruct the former Long Lord that if he wants to find out the truth of the great tribulation, he must enter the Xuanyuan Zi Mansion and achieve the great road to return to the stream.

But Zhuang Ming's heart moved when he said this sentence, and he concealed it unconsciously.

"That's it?"

The woman in white spoke in the same voice as usual.

Zhuang Ming nodded and said: "As far as I know, that's all."

The woman in white said coldly: "Then do you know the news that I have learned recently?"

Zhuang Ming's heart moved and he responded: "I would like to hear the details."

The woman in white said slowly: "Not long ago, I met the Minister of Literature of the Holy Palace, Mr. Yun She."

Zhuang Ming paused and said: "This Holy Palace Literary Minister has not fallen from ancient times?"

The woman in white said: "He is still lingering, but he will die in the near future. Even if I take action, there is nothing he can do to save him."

At this point, she said softly: "Do you know what Mr. Yun She said?"

Zhuang Ming's breath was slightly cold. If it was before, he would naturally not know it, but now, he already knows it.


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