The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

From Lingshan to Nanzhanbuzhou, Venerable Tianguan was extremely fast and had no intention of slacking off.

The son of destiny of the Western Religion was born in Luoyang. When Venerable Tianguan arrived in Luoyang, he lived in the Jingtian Temple in Luoyang.

The two destructions of the Western Religion by the two Wus were a great blow to the Western Religion. The number of temples that had originally visited was now limited.

Venerable Tianguan did not show his true form, fearing that the Dragon Palace would hear the news.

He claimed to be a traveler from the foot of Lingshan and called himself Master Jingzun.

He debated in the temple for several days and made his name known in a short period of time. He caused a sensation in Luoyang for a while, and even the south had heard of him.

It was not until this time that Venerable Tianguan focused his attention on the son who was destined to be robbed.

The child was born with a lotus and was named Chen Lian. He was a response to a lotus seed, but the child's family was quite poor.

But even so, Chen Lian was still precocious. He could speak clearly when he was less than one year old. He was regarded as a child prodigy by people around him. It can be said that he was highly expected by his family.

On this day, Venerable Tianguan came to the Chen family alone, just to see the legendary child.

The Chen family was dilapidated, but it was very clean. There was only a child in the yard holding a lotus and playing in the yard, but there was no adult to watch over him.

The child was only two or three years old, but the agility in his eyes made Venerable Tianguan unable to look away.

As if he noticed someone was looking at him, Chen Lian looked up curiously at Venerable Tianguan, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's really the person who should be robbed!"

With just one glance, Venerable Tianguan knew that he had not found the wrong person, especially the lotus platform in Chen Lian's hand.

Mortals may not see the strangeness, but he can clearly feel that there is a faint innate energy flowing on the lotus platform.

For a while, Venerable Tianguan's breathing became rapid involuntarily.

Subconsciously, Venerable Tianguan stepped into the yard. The noise he heard startled the adults in the house. Chen Lian's parents saw a believer of the Western Church coming into their yard, and they immediately became flustered.

The Western Church has not yet reached the point where everyone is calling for it to be beaten, and even many poor families are willing to send their children to the church.

It can be seen that Venerable Tianguan is not a bad person, so Chen Lian's mother asked in confusion: "Master, are you here?"

Venerable Tianguan smiled slightly and said: "I passed by here and saw that this child has a fate, so I came in to see."

Chen Lian's mother was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly pulled the child over, looking at Venerable Tianguan nervously and asked: "Master, are you the master of Jingtian Temple?"

Venerable Tianguan nodded, then waved at Chen Lian, and the child immediately walked towards Venerable Tianguan.

I saw that Venerable Tianguan reached out his hand and fumbled in his sleeve for a moment, and a bead appeared in his hand.

No one else had ever seen such a treasure. Chen Lian's father was shocked. Before he could come to his senses, he saw the Venerable Tianguan reaching out and stuffing the bead into Chen Lian's hands.

"Master, don't do that!"

Chen Lian's father wanted to return the bead to the Venerable Tianguan, but found that the Venerable Tianguan waved his hand to stop this action and looked at Chen Lian quietly.

"This thing has some magical uses, just watch."

As soon as the voice fell, the bead in Chen Lian's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light. This scene was not seen by mortals.

Chen Lian's mother immediately knelt on the ground, looking at Chen Lian with horror.

The Venerable Tianguan smiled slightly, and his heart was suddenly settled. He turned his head to look at Chen Lian's parents and said, "This thing is to measure the chance of your child and my sect. I believe you have also seen that this child has a great chance. I wonder if you are willing to let Chen Lian convert to our sect?"

In a moment, Chen Lian's parents had already identified the Venerable Tianguan in front of them as a god, and nodded without hesitation.

The two were naturally excited that a god valued their son, and the Tianguan Venerable did not expect that things would go so smoothly.

He said with a smile: "I am Master Jingzun in Jingtian Temple. Your child was taught by me personally, and I also taught him personally. Since you have a deep affinity with the gods, I will give you the name Liansheng and let you practice with me in Jingtian Temple."

Chen Lian was playing with beads in her hand at this time, and she had no idea that she was going to be taken away.

But even so, Chen Lian did not cry when Tianguan Venerable left, as if she knew her fate.

In just a few days, the news that Master Jingzun, who was famous in Luoyang, accepted a disciple spread throughout Luoyang City.

At this time, in Chang'an City, far away in the land of Sanqin, Ao Fan, holding a wine gourd, was walking in the crowd, his steps were not fast or slow, his fingers moved slightly, and he seemed to be doing something.

His figure suddenly stopped in place, and a smile appeared on the corner of Ao Fan's mouth. He whispered: "It's much faster, Hunkun, enjoy the gift I gave you."

Chuckling and shaking his head, Ao Fan walked towards the depths of the city.

During the years of this trip north, Ao Fan traveled to many places. It was time to return, but there was one thing to do before going back.

My son Ao Tian was in seclusion, and I, as his father, had to do it myself.

Since I connected Ao Tian with the dragon veins of the Three Qins a thousand years ago, it was time for him to reappear after nearly a hundred years of silence.

There are many nobles in Chang'an City, among which the Eight Pillars are the most famous, and among them is the person I am looking for.

Tang Guogong Mansion

After Ao Fan raised his head and glanced at the shining golden words, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously. Just as he was about to step forward, he noticed that the guard outside the Duke's mansion had his hand on the knife and his face was full of vigilance. looking at himself.

Ao Fan ignored it, and his aura did not fluctuate. He just glanced at the guard, only to see that the guard watched Ao Fan walk to the door.

Veins popped up on the guard's wrist, as if he was trying hard to pull out the long knife from his waist, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the long knife.

Gritting his teeth and looking at Ao Fan, the guard's eyes were filled with horror as he realized that it was extremely difficult for him to speak.

"Are you going to ask who is coming?"

Ao Fan became playful and watched the guard speak, only to find that his face had turned the color of pig liver.

With a slight snap of his fingers, the guard immediately found that he could open his mouth and speak.

Looking at Ao Fan in horror, the guard said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Ao Fan smiled slightly and said, "Tell your Duke Li Bing of the Tang Dynasty that someone is coming from the Dragon Temple."

Hearing this, the guard looked puzzled, but before he could ask again, he found himself walking into the courtyard uncontrollably.

The guard was also speaking uncontrollably. As he entered the Duke's Mansion uncontrollably, a burst of shouting also rang out.

"My lord! Someone is coming from the Dragon Temple!"