Swallowing the heavens begins with Douluo

Dark night shrouded the entire wasteland,

In the east, the moment the morning star lights up,

Over the wasteland, a thunder suddenly sounded.

There was a loud "boom" sound,

Sky thunder landed on the wasteland, and countless deserters came out of their tents in confusion and looked up at the sky.

There were no dark clouds, no raindrops, it looked like just a drought thunder.

After the thunder sounded, a cloud appeared in the sky.

The clouds are very thick, much thicker than anyone imagined.

Because, there is a door in the clouds, a huge door over a hundred meters high.

Thunder is like a signal, a signal to open the door,

Thunder rang, the door opened, and a huge dragon head poked out from the door,

The golden dragon head faintly swept over the frightened face of the deserted man.

The terrifying mental pressure was slowly released, and it was an extremely bright aura, full of kindness and holiness.

Seeing this shocking scene in front of them, Huangren all shed tears of excitement.

The divine dragon descended from the heaven, and countless deserted people knelt down devoutly and recited scriptures in a low voice.

Among the desolate people, a sharp gaze stared closely at the huge dragon head,

Everyone knelt down, but he stood upright,

His tall body seemed to be made of molten steel, full of explosive power.

His brows and eyes revealed a sense of perseverance. It was already winter, and he just casually wore a short coat. His dark and strong chest and unusually thick arms were all exposed!

There was a little girl beside him, and on her shoulders was a huge red blade that did not match her figure.

This man full of explosive energy is called Tang.

Tang is not a surname, but a given name!

He is the direct disciple of Chan Twenty-san, the leader of the Ming Dynasty, and the leader of this group of desolate people.

After a moment of silence, Tang closed his eyelids and said calmly: "Go back, he is not our enemy."

The little girl was carrying the giant blade and just turned around, she was instantly stunned.

A scholar suddenly appeared in front of them!

An old-fashioned scholar wearing a tattered coat and robe, with a wooden ladle hanging on his back and a volume of books in his hand.

His whole body was covered with dust, but he looked extremely clean.

This kind of cleanliness comes from the heart and will not change in any way because of the dust!

As soon as the giant dragon's figure appeared halfway, he came to Tang's side.

"You appeared so quickly, why did you have to say slowly?"

Tang's tone was as stiff as ever, but the young scholar could hear the kindness in his words.

"My teacher also said that I was too fast, so I must be made slower,"

The young scholar thought for a long time and explained the reason word by word. His voice was very slow, like a little old man,

However, Tang could tell that even if it was a very common question, he seemed to answer it very seriously.

"So, he made you stay in that realm for thirteen years?" Tang was a little confused, and then sighed!

"Master, you are indeed an amazing person."

"How many people will see this dragon appear?"

The scholar was silent for a moment and replied affirmatively: "Four!"

"Green Mountain? Boxwood?" Tang asked nonchalantly.

The scholar shook his head slowly and said seriously: "No, they are not advanced enough to see it."

As they chatted, the golden dragon finally revealed its full appearance.

A body more than a thousand meters long was hovering in the sky. Just for a moment, the golden dragon suddenly disappeared.

"Okay, I don't know how to chat, I have to leave."

"Okay, bye."

It seems that not only Li Manman, but also Tang doesn't know how to chat.

The conversation ended, and the scholar suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Tang frowned and murmured: "I know now that it turns out that the three of us together are no match for you."

"Ye Su, you will never be able to surpass him in this life."

The golden dragon disappeared, and the wasteland returned to its previous appearance. The people in the wasteland who had seen the miracle felt a surge of fanaticism in their hearts.

They refused to disperse for a long time, still kneeling on the grass devoutly, whispering.

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"Bah, bah, bah," what the hell is this place?

That golden holy dragon was naturally transformed by Long Xiao.

Transformed into a human body, Long Xiao slowly stepped into the wilderness,

The next second, the biting cold wind in the wilderness blew weeds all over his face.

In front of us was a desolate scene. Apart from snow and weeds taller than people, there were no traces of human actions.

"Sir, where are you from?"

Long Xiao was randomly brushing away the weeds blown by the cold wind. Before he finished this action, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

The voice spoke a little slowly, as if every word was thought through.

Long Xiao turned around and looked at the place where the sound came from,

There was a person standing there, a young scholar.

Originally, when Long Xiao saw his outfit, what he thought in his mind was probably the word "down and out".

However, he gave people the impression of being surprisingly clean.

Honesty and kindness, these two words seem to have been created just for him.

Long Xiao deals with soul beasts all day long. In Douluo Continent, he dares to kill even gods.

Seeing this scholar, Long Xiao felt an inexplicable feeling of intimacy.

Then, he pointed to the sky and said harmoniously: "Come from heaven."

"Then where are you going?" The scholar then asked his second question.

Long Xiao frowned slightly and said: "Wandering to the end of the world, we are home all over the world."

"What? Are you looking for a fight with me?"

The scholar waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Sir, you misunderstood. I don't know how to fight."

"You don't know how to fight. With such a strong strength, you told me you don't know how to fight."

Long Xiao's spiritual thoughts surged and swept across the opponent's body,

In an instant, he clearly felt that the scholar's body contained a power as vast as sea water.

"Now that we have met, we have to fight no matter what."

Long Xiao moved his right hand, and soft golden light rose from his right hand. With a movement of his mind, the golden light instantly turned into more than a dozen daggers shining with golden light.

"Dang Dang" sounded several times, and daggers rushed towards the scholar's body from all directions.

"Chichi, chichi," the sword light flew past at high speed,

The scholar who was at the center of the sword suddenly disappeared.

Follow your heart's desires and there will be no distance.

Long Xiao just felt that the space suddenly distorted, and the scholar immediately disappeared in front of his eyes.

In such a state, he really doesn't know how to fight,

Long Xiao shook his head helplessly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the place where the scholar was standing, and was startled for a moment.

On the ground, at some point, a yellowed silk book appeared, probably dropped by the scholar just now!

Long Xiao picked it up curiously, spread out the silk book, and then his expression suddenly changed.

Silk books are not paper, they feel like silk, but they are extremely tough!

When Long Xiao first saw the silk book, his eyes were stuck upward and he couldn't pull it out.

"Fuck, Qin Feiyu," Long Xiao looked at the young man riding a donkey and holding a green steel sword across his body speechlessly. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with an adjective!

"You are really everywhere..."

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Jiujiang City,

This is a city under the jurisdiction of the Tang Dynasty.

The reason why this city is famous far and wide is because Jiujiang produces good wine.

The world-famous "Jiujiang Double Steamed Brew" comes from here.

Making wine requires good water. Fifteen miles outside Jiujiang City is where Longquan Mountain is located.

The source of Jiujiang water is Longquan Mountain.

Every year, when the first batch of new wine comes out of the cellar on Longquan Mountain, the tall old man will appear at the door of Longquan Restaurant on time.

"Tear up a phoenix chicken, two pounds of beef, a plate of braised pork, a plate of candied fruits, and then steam a fish,"

"Bring a pot of new wine that has just come out of the cellar, and then half a pot of old wine from the year before last. The new wine is strong enough but not fragrant, and the old wine is fragrant enough but not strong enough. Mix the two together before you drink it!"

The old man spoke as fast as a machine gun, and drool kept flowing from the corners of his lips. You could tell he was an old man at a glance.

The waiter standing in front of the door was slightly startled, then quickly said yes and went down to prepare.

At this moment, a scholar suddenly appeared next to the old man.

His face was a little pale, and he seemed to have been greatly frightened. There were several obvious sword marks on his shabby clothes.

Although the skin was not injured, several cuts were made in the robe.

"What's wrong?" the old man asked curiously: "Did you fight with someone else?"

The scholar sighed sadly and said, "Teacher, my uncle's portrait is lost..."