I am Huanglong, the favorite of the prehistoric group

"Cousin, there is a treasure house ahead, I will take you there!"

In the dragon cave, Dragon King Ao Ying, who looks like a seven or eight-year-old child with horns on his head, is jumping up and down to lead the way.

Huang Long followed behind, Wei Wei helpless. He didn't want to reveal his identity, but he didn't expect that the young master of the Dragon King would be so young.

After transforming, I held my head and cried so hard that my pants got wet.

Huang Long's remaining sense of morality broke out, and he actually felt a little bit ashamed.

Why are you crying? I don’t want your life.

Then came the identity of a relative. Not to mention, this guy is extremely energetic.

Even for things like exploring the treasure house, Huang Long was brought in personally.

He led Huang Long to a huge stone gate and said: "Cousin, the procedures for opening this treasure house are more complicated. Just wait. I will transform back into a dragon body first and use my own blood to unblock it."

After the words fell, Ao Ying's body light changed, transformed into an earth dragon, and let out a domineering dragon roar. The light all over his body shone, and wisps of spiritual power fluctuations came from his body and penetrated into the stone door in front of him. The originally ordinary stone door suddenly shone with light.

Constantly changing.

Then, after a cup of tea, the stone gate was still shining.

"Does it usually take you so long to open this door?" Huang Long looked at Ao Chen who was following him.

The three elders, together with their die-hard loyalists, are now locked up and thinking about their mistakes. Ao Chen is the only elder of the Huanglong clan and is responsible for everything.

"Hui Clan Chief, this sect has a secret relationship, and has set up heavy defense formations. The relationship is secret, so it is troublesome to open it. It usually takes half a day." Ao Chen said respectfully.

"Half a day?" Huang Long's eyes were blank. In the prehistoric half a day, the day lily was cold. He couldn't help but shake his head. It was ineffective. He pulled Ao Ying down with a wave of his hand, then waved his sleeve, and a yellow arc of spiritual power was dozens of feet long.

Hit it, hit it on the stone gate, with a roar, the whole stone gate exploded, and the barrier broke.

Ao Ying and Ao Chen were stunned for a moment.

The barrier set up by the entire clan was broken down so easily!

"Let's go. Don't be idle. Practice the techniques I teach you. If nothing else, you will have no problem becoming a Xuanxian." Huang Long said.

Since graduation, the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace have been carrying the education mission indicators issued by Daozu Hongjun.

Therefore, three thousand guests often preached in the ancient times and promoted the development of the ancient times.

Especially people like Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhen Yuanzi who have stepped out of their own lineage will teach some of their superficial skills to all living beings in order to educate them.

What Huang Long passed on to them was version 2.0 of the Heavenly Immortal Taoist Technique. Although it was simple and completely incomparable with his skill that had evolved into hundreds of points, to the Huanglong clan, it was nothing short of a peerless magical skill.

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If these two practice well, there will definitely be no problem with Xuanxian. Even if Jinxian has good luck, if he is immortal, he will have a chance after practicing for tens of thousands of years.

Ao Ying and Ao Chen were silent, just looking at Huang Long with reverence.

Cousin (the patriarch) is really awesome.

Huanglong went straight into the treasure house. As soon as he entered, there was a burst of pearlescent aura and golden light rising into the sky.

Ten thousand years of purple coral, ten thousand years of mysterious crystals, ten thousand years of water and soil...

The golden light shone, and Huang Long couldn't help but stare blankly. He turned to look at Ao Ying and said, "Are you so rich?"

So weak, yet so rich, yet he’s not dead yet?

"Is this a lot? According to the records in the classics, we have only moved out a small part. Back then, our Huanglong clan was responsible for forging dragon chariots, armors, weapons, and accumulated a lot of resources. This is only a part of it, most of it was occupied by other clans.

Snatched away." Ao Ying said.

Huang Long was stunned for a moment, almost having the urge to ransack the dragon palaces one by one, but he quickly suppressed it and said calmly: "They are all external things, so don't indulge in greed. Where is the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot?"

"In front." Ao Ying walked in front and suddenly opened another door.

Suddenly, the dazzling golden light shot straight into Huang Long's eyes.

Directly in front of them, seven luan stands were placed, all made of pure gold, shining with golden light, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and painted with mysterious dragon patterns, which seemed to contain the mysterious way. In front of the luan stands were nine brass divine dragons, majestic and majestic.

Huanglong's eyes suddenly lit up. It was high-end and classy!

Master must like it.

At least it’s not worse than Donghuang Taiyi’s Golden Crow Divine Car.

But, why are there so many seven cars?

Huang Long's eyes turned, and a passage from Fengshen's original work suddenly appeared in his mind.

"It is said that Guangchengzi came to the outside of Biyou Palace and stood for a long time. There was a lecture on 'Morality and Jade Literature' inside. When he was young, a boy came out. Guangchengzi said: 'That boy, please tell me that there is Guangchengzi outside the palace who wants to see the master.'

The child entered the palace, went to the Kowloon agarwood chariot and reported..."

The Kowloon Agarwood Chariot was originally owned by more than just my master.

Uncle Tongtian originally had one too.

It’s just that my uncle keeps a low profile and rides Kui Niu every time he goes out.

Thinking about it this way, maybe even my great uncle had such a car at home, but he just kept it and didn’t take it out.

My master likes this scene...

Huang Long was thoughtful, and then suddenly his body trembled, with a vague ominous omen. He looked around warily, "That's not right, I just thought, Master can't sense it."

However, if you think about it carefully, it may be that your master gave his mount Si Xiang to his future junior disciple Jiang Ziya, so without the mount, he can only ride the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot. This must be like this, nothing wrong!

"Cousin, there are seven vehicles here in total, and the one at the front is the best. It is majestic and domineering. When it was finally achieved, the head of the Zulong clan came and personally squeezed out a drop of blood essence and sealed several dragons.

The soul is domineering and sacred, it is awesome, but there are still some problems in the last step, and it needs to be refined again."

Ao Ying walked in front and introduced Huang Long.

"This second car still lacks some work, so it doesn't run fast, but it's the most comfortable to sit on, and it's decorated with experience, so it's the best-looking."

"The process of this third one is even worse than that of the second one. After all, there are less dragon souls, but more agarwood. It is made of nine yuan of agarwood sacred wood. Apart from anything else, even if you sit on it, you can practice.

Quick, you can enter a state of peace as quickly as possible."

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"This fourth one..."

……

Ao Ying introduced them one by one.

Huang Long nodded slightly and gave them to his master, Uncle Tongtian and Uncle Grandmaster respectively. However, the pattern had to be changed. Although the things made in the previous era were bold and majestic, they were a bit rough.

After all, the development of weapon refining in the last era was really not that good.

The smartest high-level experts basically hold innate spiritual treasures, and there is no need to delve into refining tools from scratch.

For them, the magic weapon that they have learned after studying a few yuan will not be as good as one-tenth of their own magic weapon. If they have this skill, it is better to become familiar with their own magic weapon and increase their compatibility.

The next-level powers are basically innate beasts. For them, the copper of the Mountain of Shou and the iron of the Tianhe River are not as useful as their bodies. They focus on tempering the specialties of their bodies, like scorpions and tails.

Tiger practicing claws.

The effect is also very impressive. In terms of power, it is not weaker than the acquired spiritual treasures of later generations.

Those who seriously want to develop weapon refining are basically not the top figures in the ancient times, and their development will naturally not progress.

This situation did not change until his great master, Taishang Daojun, appeared.

Because when Sanqing was first born, he was as honest as his name suggests, as honest as water, and a poor group.

Except for Taishang Daojun, who has the most acquired merit and the most precious treasure, the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, my teacher and Tongtian Daojun are both poor and have nothing.

Moreover, none of the three of them have offensive magic weapons, and the Pangu Yuanshen is not very dominant in terms of physical body. He does not have particularly sharp claws, and the tail can be used to refine magic weapons for them.

Every time you fight with someone, you can't die, but it's very difficult to kill the other person.

Therefore, under the pressure of life, his uncle was forced to give up the art of weapon refining.

From then on, prehistoric times entered the era of weapon refining.

Huang Long also learned a lot in Kunlun, and he can improve this agarwood chariot.

And in this way, when giving it away, it can also represent your own feelings.

Master, this was made by my disciple myself!

"Xiao Ying, is there any other method for forging the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot?" Huang Long asked.

"No, it has been lost since grandpa died! And even if there is, many of the materials in it are not available now," Ao Ying said.

"That's good." Huang Long nodded slightly. In other words, he destroyed the other four unfinished cars, and the remaining three are out-of-print products!