The Rural Life of the Dragon King in the Mountain Village

Dragon King Ao Ye, holding his head and howling miserably, his entire remnant soul rushed up into the sky and rolled in the clouds.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered, the north wind howled, and heavy snow fell.

Xiao Xingyun stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the sky, indifferent.

The power of faith and tributes that shouldn't be enjoyed will make you feel bad. The canonization of the fairy world is not that simple.

All powerful creatures are distorted, with the exception of the Dragon Clan. How can the fairy world rest assured?

Many immortals and Buddhas were worried if they didn't test the dragons. After the test, they found that the dragons also became deformed after enjoying the power of incense faith. Only then did they eliminate the biggest doubt in their hearts.

Many immortals, Buddhas, and saints in the heavens suspect that the ancestor dragon is not completely dead and is still controlling everything in the dragon clan from behind.

After the experiment and the harm done to the few real dragons, they stopped paying too much attention and allowed the Dragon King Temple to fend for itself.

Dragons cannot become immortals, and the transformed dragons cannot return to the group of true dragons, and are completely ostracized and isolated.

Who chopped off eight of Ao Ye's nine deformed heads?

It's most likely him.

This proves his determination to return to the Dragon Clan. Because of this, the East China Sea Dragon Clan re-accepts him, but does not allow him to enter the Dragon Palace again and finds an excuse to let him guard the tomb at the Guixu Land.

What is there to protect in the Guixu Land?

There are countless remnants of the dragon clan there, which are immortal and immortal, and there are countless bone dragons, howling in sorrow and anger. Most immortals and Buddhas are not willing to go to that filthy place where resentment is overwhelming.

The ability of Ao Ye's remnant soul to come out is closely related to the Dragon King Temple's reappearance.

"How could this happen? How did I become like this?"

Ao Ye's remaining soul finished tumbling in the clouds and fell into the quagmire on the ground.

Around his head, eight new little heads sprouted, and they were just as painful and confused as his expression.

"Okay, this is your original appearance. Now that you have eaten the power of the incense of faith, then accept this reality. The power of faith can quickly restore your strength, but it can also make you deformed."

"I don't want it to be like this. Whose real dragon has nine heads? It's too ugly..."

"As long as this temple exists, if you chop off eight of your heads, they will still grow back. Unless this temple disappears, or you chop off all nine heads."

"..." He stayed up late and was silent. He didn't want to die, so he had to find a way to destroy this temple.

Well, there's nothing wrong with destroying your own temple.

At night, heavy snow fell.

Boom, boom.

Many villagers faintly heard thunder in their sleep.

"Damn the weather, it's winter, it's still snowing, why is there thunder!"

Xiao Xingyun was also awakened by these movements. His spiritual thoughts flew out and saw Ao Ye smashing his Dragon King Temple.

What's strange is that he smashed the temple and his own idol to pieces, taking away the power of the incense of faith from him. The temple and the idol were nourished by this mysterious power and instantly restored to their original state.

After hammering for a long time, he felt lonely.

"No, this is impossible!" Ao Ye collapsed, kneeling in the wind and snow like the remnant soul of a nine-headed dragon, howling miserably.

Xiao Xingyun's spiritual thoughts returned, turned over, and continued to sleep.

His dreams have recently been in a chaotic scene of intertwined time and space, real and fake, fake and real, and he himself can't tell which ones are real and which ones are fake.

The world was getting weirder and weirder, but he was looking forward to it more and more, as if he was finally reaping the rewards from the layout he had set before the beginning of the world.

All living beings are practicing, gathering energy and strengthening themselves.

Only Shilong, who was of the same era as Pangu, took another route. He was constantly dividing and weakening himself.

When Pangu opened the sky, the true spirit of the First Dragon was transformed into a dragon egg, hidden in a corner of the depths of chaos, and escaped into the sky.

Part of his true body turned into an ancestral dragon and entered the prehistoric world with Pangu's creation of the sky.

Pangu fell and turned into the Three Pure Ones, Hongjun, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and even the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, demons and spirits.

And the ancestral dragon transformed by Shilong single-handedly created the entire dragon clan and actively participated in the catastrophic whirlpool of the entire prehistoric struggle for hegemony.

Recently, the entire dragon race in this world has been almost completely extinct, and the world transformed by Pangu has also reached the peak of distortion.

The innate gods and demons who lived in the same chaotic era as Pangu and Shilong had long been destroyed in the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

So now it is the turn of the series of creatures transformed by Pangu's death. When the time comes, all creatures will be extinct and the world will return to chaos.

This is the way of heaven, this is cause and effect, and this is the eternal truth.

The series of creatures that Pangu transformed into have controlled this world for too long, and they are still struggling to this day. They just want to hold on for a while longer.

As long as they feel the abnormal dragon aura, they will become uneasy and send out countless minions, hoping to suppress and destroy any dragon-related creatures.

In his dream, Xiao Xingyun saw that the eye of heaven in this world had long been distorted and had undergone horrific changes. He also saw that the chaotic world outside of heaven was gestating with vitality, which might be the beginning of a new world.

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.

Xiao Xingyun's cell phone rang, bringing him back to reality from his strange dream.

He set the alarm clock. Today is the day to take wedding photos with his girlfriend Xian Yuyan, so he can't be late.

After breakfast and before departure, Wan Shitong excitedly found Xiao Xingyun and shouted: "Master Xiao, I found the address of Sanjiang Pavilion's new headquarters. It is in a deep mountain in Yunnan Province, where all their members live.

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"Very good, the specific location and the detailed number of people on the other side will be sent to my mobile phone. After I finish my business, I will make a special trip to Yunnan Province to clean up all this garbage."

"Okay, I'll send it to you right now." This is the professional ability of a jack-of-all-trades, and it has finally shown its due value recently.

Xiao Xingyun drove Wuling Hongguang and arrived in Donghai City. While waiting for the red light, he glanced at the message sent by Wanshitong.

Well, Sanjiang Pavilion does know how to find a place. If it weren't for these Jianghu brokers and let them search by themselves, they wouldn't be able to find their hiding place for a year and a half.

"Leng Ao and Leng Qingqiu of Sanjiang Pavilion, it's time to settle their debts with you."

Wuling Hongguang arrived at the old residence of Xianyu Shijia. Xianyuyan was already ready. After getting in the car, she went straight to the photography center.

After putting on makeup, I took a few sets of indoor photos. After lunch, I went outside to take pictures of snow scenes and the beach... Although it was snowing, it didn't affect taking a few sets of sea view photos. Practitioners are not afraid of the cold.

After working hard all day, I finally got the wedding photos taken care of.

In the evening, Xian Yuyan took her luggage and followed Xiao Xingyun back to Baijiazhai. She said she was not used to living in Xianyu's family and liked the rural atmosphere of Baijiazhai.

As for Xian Yuhao, he has long been exhausted after living in Baijiazhai for so long. I heard that he went to the club yesterday to cultivate his moral character and has not returned yet.

Xiao Xingyun brought Xian Yuyan back to the courtyard of the villa when he felt something was wrong. On the hill in the distance, there were two immortals who were staring at his courtyard without hesitation, monitoring everything about him.

"These immortals are so brave! I don't know what they found out, so why are they targeting me again? Haha, I'll talk to them about life with them at night."