The first dragon of all time

Long Qingquan said, "We, the Qinglong Clan, have only one academician in the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, who is the Eighth Elder. Therefore, I always go to the Eighth Elder for advice. Listening to the Eighth Elder's sermons, the two junior brothers should also choose the Eighth Elder. Elder, right?"

Long Qingze nodded, "We are the Qinglong Clan, and we practice the power of the Qinglong. Naturally, we must choose academicians from the Qinglong Clan."

"Let's go."

Long Qingchen also meant the same thing, he should head towards the back mountain first.

When I came to the back mountain, I saw that the back mountain was shaded by ancient trees and very quiet.

Walking on the path, you can clearly hear the "rustling" footsteps.

Long Qingquan pointed to an ancient courtyard, "That's where the Eighth Elder lives."

"The peerless genius who has crossed the path of dragon blood is here!"

"The peerless genius who has crossed the path of dragon blood is here!"

Suddenly, a colorful bird croaked loudly on the old tree at the entrance of the small courtyard.

Does even a bird know about him?

Long Qingchen was surprised. Has his fame reached this level?

As if he saw what he was thinking, Long Qingquan smiled and said, "This is not a mortal bird, but the eighth elder's spiritual pet, the colorful sparrow. I heard that the colorful sparrow has the blood of the ancient Luan bird and can channel spirits. The entire dragon... It knows everything that happens in the Xuewu Mansion."

Hearing what he said, Long Qingchen became even more surprised, "I didn't expect that there is such a spiritual bird in the world."

Long Qingze was also a little surprised and couldn't help but say his name, "Long Qingze!"

Like a conditioned reflex, the colorful sparrow immediately croaked and screamed.

"Long Qingze, practice hard, you are a good disciple!"

"Practice secretly in the middle of the night, it's useless, your talent is average, you will never become an inner court disciple!"

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Long Qingze was very happy. When he heard the second half, his face was full of embarrassment and his face turned red.

Long Qingquan looked at Long Qingze with a strange expression and said with a smile, "Brother Ze, you got up to practice in the middle of the night. I'm afraid you are the most diligent in the entire outer courtyard. You are ashamed of yourself as a brother."

Long Qingze waved his hands repeatedly, "I have average talent, so I can only work harder."

Long Qingquan took his hand and patted it gently, "Diligence can make up for clumsiness. Brother Ze has done a good job. Brother Wei is not very talented, but he doesn't work hard enough. In the future, brother Wei must learn from Brother Ze."

Long Qingchen's heart moved, and he had to admit that although what the colorful sparrow said was a bit unpleasant, it was very accurate. He was worthy of being a descendant of an ancient beast and a psychic.

Comparable to some lie detectors on Earth...

"Long Jinxuan'er!"

He announced the name and wanted to know what this colorful sparrow would say about Long Jinxuan'er.

The colorful bird croaked, "Beauty, beauty!"

Long Qingchen asked, "What else?"

"Beauty, beauty!"

The colorful sparrows jumped up and down on the branches, as excited as if they had been given chicken blood. Apart from this sentence, there was nothing else.

"Silly bird!"

Long Qingchen's face darkened and he was a little disappointed.

Long Qingquan was a little shocked, "The Colorful Bird is psychic and knows almost everything that happens in the Dragon Blood Martial Palace. This Long Jinxuan'er..."

Hearing what he said, Long Qingchen was also shocked. On the other hand, even the colorful sparrow couldn't see through Long Jinxuan'er, which showed how deeply Long Jinxuan'er was hidden.

"Long Bingling."

Long Qingchen reported another name.

The colorful bird stopped and raised its neck with a look of disdain, "No brain, no brain, sell her quickly, exchange it for money, and buy me bird food. I love bird food."

Long Qingchen was speechless. What the Colorful Bird said was quite accurate. Long Bingling was indeed the kind of person who would help count the money after selling her...

A woman's voice came from the ancient courtyard, "Colorful Sparrow, although it is a descendant of an ancient beast, is not a purebred after all. It is just a flat-haired beast. Just listen to it casually. Come in."

Long Qingchen, Long Qingquan and Long Qingze immediately stopped teasing the colorful sparrows and walked into the ancient courtyard.

Long Qingchen raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged woman standing under the ancient tree in the yard. She had a beautiful appearance. Time had not left many traces on her face. There seemed to be a sense of tranquility on her body.

The colorful sparrow on the ancient tree outside the courtyard seemed a little unconvinced and croaked again, "The Eighth Elder has a crush on the clan leader. The falling flowers deliberately follow the flowing water, but the flowing water has no mercy and the flowers hurt themselves. It's a pity, it's a pity."

"Nonsense!"

The middle-aged woman's face turned red and she flicked her fingers in annoyance.

call out! ...

A ray of green dragon power flew out from the fingertips.

Gua!

The colorful sparrow on the ancient tree screamed like a wild duck, fluttering its wings and flying away.

The eighth elder has a crush on the clan leader?

Which clan leader?

Long Qingchen's eyes looked strange. He couldn't be the leader of the Qinglong clan, right? ...

Long Qingquan and Long Qingze also looked strange. Apparently, they thought so too.

"This colorful bird sometimes has a weird mind, so don't worry about it."

The middle-aged woman's face turned red and she was a little embarrassed.

Long Qingchen smiled and said, "It's indeed abnormal."

"sit down."

The middle-aged woman came to the stone table. She had already prepared hot tea and poured a cup for Long Qingchen, Long Qingquan and Long Qingze each.

Long Qingquan was a little flattered. He took the tea cup with both hands respectfully and took a sip. It seemed a bit hot, but he didn't dare to spit it out and hurriedly swallowed it.

Long Qingchen gave him a strange look. Seeing how restrained he was, did he not have tea when he came here before?

The middle-aged woman's eyes slowly moved from Long Qingquan and Long Qingze, and finally landed on Long Qingchen. Her expression was a bit complicated, and she said with emotion, "After so many years, our Qinglong tribe finally has a member. A peerless genius.”

Long Qingquan's eyes were also full of admiration, "Brother Chen is indeed amazing. I heard that yesterday he defeated Long Huolie, one of the three outstanding disciples of the outer courtyard. His strength can definitely rank among the top three in the outer courtyard!"

The middle-aged woman said to Long Qingchen, looking for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.comｍ "You are very talented. You must work hard and don't let down the patriarch...your father's expectations of you."

"yes."

Long Qingchen nodded and his eyes flashed. She seemed to deliberately avoid the word "patriarch". Could it be that Colorful Que was right and she really had a crush on the patriarch? ...

"From now on, just like Qingquan, if you encounter any confusion when practicing, you can always come and ask me."

"Cultivation is actually about solving doubts. If you solve all the confusions, everything will go smoothly."

"You can ask now."

The middle-aged woman poured herself a cup of hot tea and took a sip.

Long Qingze asked hurriedly, "Recently, when the disciple is practicing, the Tanzhong acupoint always feels a dull pain. I don't know what's going on?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "That's because you have practiced too much and are overtired, and your body will naturally be unable to bear it. From now on, you should pay attention to the balance between work and rest, and you will get better."

Hearing what she said, Long Qingze's face turned hot, "Disciple knows."

Long Qingze asked several more questions in a row. Long Qingquan would also ask questions occasionally, and the middle-aged woman answered them one by one.

Seeing that Long Qingchen had not asked any questions and looked listless, the middle-aged woman asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest in the past two days."

Long Qingchen explained that in fact, it was not this reason, but that all the things the Eighth Elder said were in the memory of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor, so it was a bit boring for him to listen.

The middle-aged woman asked, "You should go back and rest first. Come back another day. You must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

"Understood." Long Qingchen came out of the courtyard and immediately became lively, planning to go to the training room and practice on his own.