Li Xuanfeng led a group of people across the salty lake and arrived at the offshore sea, the waves were turbulent and blue, and the eldest brother of the Ning family, Ning Dingbo, came forward and greeted the children.
When all the Qingchi disciples were gathered, he showed his white teeth and said with a smile:
"This place is called offshore, the sea water is not deep, they all sank during the war, and now most of the islands you see are the original fairy mountains, and the remaining half were later moved and reclaimed."
Li Xuanfeng stood with his hands on his back, listening silently, Ning Dingbo understood his temperament, and continued to introduce him to him:
"Back then, this was the six most densely populated counties in the south, and they all sank to the bottom to feed fish and shrimp, leaving many relics.
"Farther away are Zhu Huai Sea and Qunyi Gorge, that is the East China Sea back then... The dragon palace is everywhere, and snakes are everywhere, if you want to go to the depths, you can see many dragons, and you can't offend them."
The monks had different expressions, the faces of the children dressed in luxurious clothes were flat, obviously they had already known about it, and the more simple ones suddenly realized, Ning Dingbo said:
"Zhu Huai Hai is named after the eighth son of the true dragon, and it involves the ancient Huai Jie and the water, so there are many demons and rare treasures in the sea, most of which are also occupied by dragons.
A young man with fine eyebrows suddenly spoke and said respectfully:
"I dare to ask the chair, why is this... Obviously it is a dragon, but in the position of the fruit back then... But a real dragon? Why is it not called Chi genus?"
"This ......"
Ning Dingbo was speechless for a moment, glanced at Li Xuanfeng with some hesitation, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:
"This involves ancient things... I'm afraid few people know."
Everyone was suddenly slightly disappointed, but when they saw Li Xuanfeng take a step forward, he said softly:
"If it weren't for the water that was melted back then, the real dragon would have been the real dragon."
Li Xuanfeng has been in southern Xinjiang for many years, and he really knows one or two secrets.
He understood that Li Chijing was killed by the old dragon in southern Xinjiang, so whenever he fought, he tried his best to capture monsters such as snakes and dragons alive and asked for news about the old dragon.
Lao Jiao is a famous demon king in southern Xinjiang, called Shen Huai Fu, who cultivates the magical power of Huai Shui, and is said to be also a dragon.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a group of boys and girls immediately looked over with admiration, the young man in brocade clothes looked a little restrained, and said respectfully:
"The Taoist taught..."
Li Xuanfeng said softly:
"Back then, the true dragon crisscrossed the East China Sea, achieved the fruit position for hundreds of years, and is said to have reached the peak of the Taoist fetus, thinking that he had reached the peak of the monsters between heaven and earth, known as the demon emperor, and established the East Sea Demon Palace."
"So I came all the way west, and when I arrived at the Immortal Temple on a hill at that time, I met the Immortal Lord."
"Zhenchi only asks: Is there a monster in the world that is more perfect than my body?"
"Immortal Lord Dao: Dragon, big and small, ascending and hiding, soaring into the universe, latent waves, changing with the times, you are just a demon dragon, you need to change into a dragon."
Li Xuanfeng paused and said softly:
"Zhenchi asked in detail about the characteristics of many dragon genera, and then returned to the East China Sea, mobilized troops, and swallowed the feathered serpent.
"He alone has two fruit positions, and it is difficult to control the water and the water at the same time, and finally he fell hastily and was divided by the nine sons, causing the East China Sea to boil and chaotic for a while."
Li Xuanfeng was slightly fascinated and said softly:
"Only then did the monsters in the world understand that there are still dragons and dragons, and even the differences between dragons, snakes, and snakes are all passed down from the dragon palace."
"Although the true dragon was eaten by the nine sons, these descendants called themselves dragons and established the East China Sea Jiao Palace."
Not to mention the children, even the Ning brothers were hearing it for the first time, and they were amazed, Li Xuanfeng shook his head:
"It's just the words of a snake's mouth, let's have fun."
"Thank you for your guidance!"
The children respectfully thanked him, Li Xuanfeng waved his hand, his eyes were clear, staring at the shadow in the north wind, and said softly:
"Speaking of which, it's coming!"
Sure enough, two streamers flew not far away, one large and one small, the monster in front looked like a snake, with double hooks on its tail, pale white, pulling out a bloody light in the air, and the monster behind it was a full circle larger, full of blue-gray scales, shaped like a tiger, with a slightly slender abdomen, crouching and sneaking.
This green gray-scaled beast was strong and powerful, but it had a long waist and abdomen, and a long tail, which was a little strange, easily riding the clouds and mist, and the cat mouse followed behind the white snake like a mouse.
Ning Dingbo glanced at it, quickly set up a jade boat with his younger brother to distance himself, and said in a deep voice:
"It's a dragon child... Hurry up... Don't disturb this person."
Li Xuanfeng looked closely, it seemed that there was a feathered snake tribe in front, with double hooks on its tail, probably a hook snake, its scales all over its body were cracked, and light blue blood was falling down, and the snake's eyes were the size of doors and windows full of despair, roaring
"Look at it like this, it is injured by the water! Even if you can escape, your life will not be long..."
Everyone was fascinated by it, and the Ning brothers watched curiously while speeding up to distance themselves.
Ning Dingbo's face was slightly strange, he cursed secretly, silently accelerated his speed, and said to himself:
"It's really worthy of being a dragon... The Heshui series likes to play with these tunes... Regardless of whether the race is right or not, you always have to give it a try."
The group of monks couldn't take their eyes off it, they were greatly shocked, listening to the screams of the white-scaled hook snake, flew out for a few breaths, and suddenly light green rain fell scattered in the sky.
The rain was crystal clear, obviously light blue, and it was poured down from the head and face, but it shrouded the heavens and the earth in a gray haze.
The young man in brocade held up his mana to block and said with emotion:
"This is a vision of the fall of the foundation of the water... This is the East China Sea... The foundation was built and died casually in a certain sea area."
Li Xuanfeng thought about the momentum and shape of the dragon he had just seen in his heart, and thought:
"Sure enough, it's different, the East Sea dragon genus should still have a lot of spells on it, and if you really want to fight, I'm afraid it's not easy to kill... If there is a wide enough sea area, you can try to see if it can be consumed."
Of course, he would not provoke the dragon genus, he only estimated the combat strength of the two parties, and he knew it in his heart.
Ning Dingbo behind him took a step closer and said in a low voice:
"Boss, this dragon should not have met by chance, but to see who my Qingchi sent to guard Fenkuai Island."