The Most Powerful Young Man

For Xiao Yao, the trip to the Dragon Region was obviously not smooth.

However, this didn't cause much blow to Xiao Yao Blood Mist Demon Lord and the others.

In fact, before they came to the Dragon Region, they were already mentally prepared.

Anyway, from the beginning, they didn't have any extravagant hopes, and naturally, there would be no much loss.

"Master, if the dragon clan really makes us angry, we will just turn our faces and leave." The magic dragon leaned to Xiao Yao's side and whispered, "Actually, I am not interested in any dragon clan."

Xiao Yao smiled and nodded, but did not give the Devil Dragon any answer.

He knew that the Devil Dragon was only thinking about himself.

How could the Devil Dragon not want to become stronger?

Xiaobai leaned forward and happily said, "Magic Dragon, it's wrong for you to think that way. If I were you, I would get the approval of the Dragon Clan anyway!"

The Devil Dragon turned his face and looked at Xiao Yao puzzledly, with a slightly curious look in his eyes.

"You think!" Xiaobai said with a smile, "When you become recognized by the Dragon Clan and get the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, then you may become the Dragon God and the ruler of the Dragon Clan in the future! At that time, let's brothers. , You can’t walk sideways in the Dragon Region, do whatever you want? That’s the real joy!”

The Devil Dragon's eyes lit up, as if he felt that Xiao Bai's words were reasonable, and he lighted his head vigorously, and his brows danced.

Let's not say whether there is such a possibility that Xiaobai said, but just thinking about it, I feel very happy!

This is the best way to fight back against the Dragons!

Both the blood mist demon and the monkey demon shook their heads helplessly.

They felt that Xiaobai and Molong's ideas were too simple.

The Dragon God can be regarded as the existence above the Immortal Emperor Demon God and Demon Emperor.

For so many years, it seems that the Dragon Clan has never appeared the Dragon God, otherwise, the Dragon God would have completely turned over.

Moreover, the dragons who can become dragon gods all have one thing in common.

The dragon bloodline on them must be very pure.

But the magic dragon was just a flood dragon from the beginning, and it could only be regarded as a pseudo-dragon, and the possibility of becoming a dragon **** was too small.

But having an idea is a good thing after all, it is better than living a lifeless life, it would be better to die.

There is a pavilion in a group of people crossing the mountains and ridges, thousands of miles away.

The pavilion is located on the mountain peak, the environment is elegant and quiet, you can listen to the wind and watch the rain.

In the pavilion, there is a flat wooden table. In front of the table stood the old man who thought he was wearing a gray robe. Although his head was covered with hoarfrost, his face was still red with white teeth and full of energy. The only thing he lacked was probably the old man. The figure looks slightly shorter.

On the table, there is a teacup. In the teacup, the demons such as Xiao Yao and Blood Mist Demon are reflected in the mountains.

He stood up, spread his arms, held the breeze with his big sleeves, bulged high, and drilled a golden swimming dragon from it. The body of the swimming dragon continued to grow. Finally, the short old man opened his mouth and shouted "Definitely." "The word, the words spoke and the law followed, a force was drawn from his body, and the golden swimming dragon was wrapped in it.

Look at the world in the cup, and hide the golden dragon in the sleeve.

Jinlong shook his head and begged, and the old man scolded with a smile: "If you are a little older, you will break down where I live. Then will you help me build a house?"

Jinlong had to do it, but still felt unsatisfied, as if putting a thousand gold wine into a cup, obviously unable to put it down, but did not allow the cup to expand.

The old man stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and said, "Go and drive away this human race and demons."

Jinlong looked curious.

The old man smiled slightly and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"The Dragon Region is still stable, so it shouldn't be outdone."

After the twelve words were finished, Jin Long stopped saying much, got out of the window, and soared above the nine heavens.

The old man's hand pressed the window sill, index finger and middle finger, tapping rhythmically.

He looked in one direction, his eyes could see through the dense mountains and forests, and he could see trails.

"If you've broken through, I won't say anything, but if you can't break through and don't want to leave, I will definitely kill you all in the Dragon Realm!"

After finishing the last word, the old man's murderousness skyrocketed.

At this time, a dragon chant came from behind.

Zilong brought the girl in the purple dress and flew towards here.

When the girl jumped off the purple dragon, she learned from the old man before and hid the purple dragon in her sleeve.

She bounced into the attic.

"Grandpa! I saw a group of interesting demons today!" The girl said with a smile.

The old man nodded lightly, and pointed his finger at the teacup on the table.

The girl suddenly realized her face, nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "It seems that Grandpa has known it a long time ago."

"What do you think is the most special of them?"

"What is it?" The girl looked at the old man, her face incomprehensible.

"Not the Demon Race, not the Immortal Race, not the Demon Race." The old man said with a smile, "What do you think he is?"

"Human race?" The girl blurted out.

The old man's expression immediately turned cold.

The girl shuddered and whispered: "Grandpa, did I say something wrong?"

"It's not that I was wrong, but I was right. This is what I fear most." The old man said with a wry smile.

He wiped his face, sat on a wicker chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

The girl walked around behind him and stretched out her hand to help the old man knead his shoulders.

After a while, the old man finally spoke slowly.

"Whether the fairy clan, the demon clan, or the demon clan is good, in fact, they are all like that. It's hard to talk about how powerful it is. It is difficult to get rid of the comfort of the gods, but there was a very powerful race. They almost got rid of that bondage..." At this point, the old man paused and emphasized the key words in his words just now, "Almost."

The girl nodded slightly, indicating that she was listening.

"In the past tens of thousands of years, our clan has been closely related to the dragon clan. We are both prosperous and shameless. It is impossible to talk about who is who’s running dog, but in fact, there are almost the same. , It can be considered completely depressed. Your purple dragon is very good. It has a chance to become a real dragon, and even a chance to become a dragon god, but it takes time. What I am afraid of is that those powerful beings are not willing to give Our time."

The girl took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, you once told me that only when Zilong really becomes a dragon god, I can go to the fairy clan and let those fairy clan apologize to us."

"Yup……"

"Grandpa, do you think that just those demons and that...Human race, can the Dragon Region fall into disaster?" The girl seemed to think that her grandfather was a little unreasonable, but she knew her grandfather's temper and spoke. At the time, the tone was very light, with some temptations, for fear that if he was not careful, it would hurt the weakest part of the old man's heart, causing another thunderous anger.

The old man opened his eyes suddenly and stood up.

He walked to the window, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the mountains outside.

"Many, many years ago, the Dragon Region had no mountains, only a deep pool, did you know?"

The girl nodded: "You said this grandpa, but I asked you why there are mountains in the Dragon Region, and you don't want to tell me."

"Then I'll tell you now." The old man has a deep voice, and every word bit is very heavy. It seems to be hope that the girl can keep every word she says now in her heart, as an inscription, engraved on it. Mind.

"The Dragon Region originally had no mountains. Later, a group of people came here. They came here with one sword and one punch. Finally, the dragon bones were all over the fields and piled up into mountains." The old man said softly...

In the bamboo sea, Xu Kuangge carried a long sword and couldn't help walking through.

He finally realized what the strongest existence in Zhuhai was.

Bamboo spirit.

There are bamboo spirits in the bamboo forest, which is strange and unpredictable.

Xu Kuangge crawled out of one illusion and fell into another illusion.

He fell sword after sword.

Walking silently, sword wind bursts.

When he was tired, he sat down and leaned on a bamboo, panting, recovering the sword energy in his body.

Finally, a voice came from above the head.

"Do you know what is the most important thing for a scholar?"

Xu Kuangge thought for a while, and tentatively said, "Have a book?"

The opponent was almost suffocated to death.

But it is undeniable that what the other party said makes sense. It was like he wanted to ask Xu Kuangge what is the most important thing about eating. The answer was to open his mouth, but the other party answered that he had food.

You can't find the wrong place.

This is probably the biggest difference between military tactics and Confucianism.

"The most important thing in reading is to question and question the things in the book. After all, there are so many truths in the world, can't really be finished by the writer? Perhaps, his truth is wrong? If you overthrew it, don't you understand it?" The vague voice that couldn't find a trace was like thunder in the ears.

Xu Kuangge closed his eyes and thought.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his head again and asked: "Then if, I mean if, the truth in the book is correct? Question, isn't it a question of nothing?"

"If it's right, if you want to overturn its premise, you have to understand it first, and wait until you find that it is right, that means you have a thorough understanding, so wouldn't it be better than you to read it thousands of times. Is it more clever, better?"

Xu Kuangge suddenly realized.

He stood up and held the mysterious iron sword in his hand again.

I want to be in the depths of the bamboo forest and ask questions thoroughly.

After wiping it, he raised his head and looked at the bamboo leaves covering the sky, haha ​​laughed.

"Help me feed my donkey!"

After speaking, he drew his sword, and the dust rolled.

In the bamboo building, the fairy was unhappy.

"Why?"

Immortal Emperor Dongru glanced at the donkey tied under the bamboo building and laughed.

"I just think it would be a very interesting thing if a sword repairman with a sword spirit that can reach beyond the sky suddenly thinks about the truth in the book, and it is a very interesting thing, what do you think?"

"For example, he is holding a sword and a book to kill you?" The female fairy sneered.