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Volume 1 Dragon Bodhisattva Chapter 2 Blue Moon

The Dragon Garden was closed in the evening, and a slight soft light radiated around it, but it seemed to be trying to exclude everyone. A faint fluctuation came from it, as if it was a kind of expulsion.

This kind of fluctuation does not express in any form of sound or text, but this will seems to rise from the bottom of people's hearts. The soft fluctuation has a domineering intention, and cannot resist, but can only obey.

Everyone sitting cross-legged around the Dragon Bodhisattva Ancestor Tree subconsciously stood up. The sunset in the distance in the sky was radiating golden light, shining on everyone's young or mature faces, and a sacred and solemn appearance was added out of thin air.

As it feels, everyone gains a lot.

The people in the Dragon Garden left in a very fast speed in the blink of an eye. When they came in again, they would have to wait until seven days later.

The Dragon Garden opens every seven days. Only those who obtain the tokens given by the Elders in the clan can get close to the Dragon Bodhisattva Ancestral Tree and get the opportunity to visualize the ancestral pattern.

After the visualization is over, even if you have the token, you will not be able to get close to you.

The tribe members without tokens can only watch around and cannot get close to the ancestral tree.

Those who want to enter and exit freely without these cumbersome things must be powerful people in the guardian realm who have the bloodline of the Zhou family!

There are only a few people in the Zhou family who can reach the micro level.

The martial artist's cultivation level is divided into the blood-melting realm, the spiritual realm, the supreme realm, the divine palace realm, and no one knows whether there is any realm above the supreme.

In the entire Qingyue Empire, it is extremely rare to reach the Divine Mansion Realm. As for the Supreme Realm, it is said that only the Qingyue Ancestor, who has not appeared in a century, could reach it. When the Qingyue Ancestor appeared for the last time a hundred years ago, he was a strong man at the peak of the seventh prefectures of the Divine Mansion Realm. At that time, the Qingyue Empire was facing a critical moment of life and death. As soon as he took action, the Qingyue Ancestor turned the tide, shocked the world, and repelled the coalition forces of many countries.

The enemy troops were all terrified and did not dare to invade again, which led to the century-long peace of the Qingyue Empire.

But the Qingyue Ancestor was also unable to retreat because of this. It has been a hundred years since he was alive. Even whether he was alive is a question, but if he was alive, he would definitely be the supreme powerhouse.

Zhou Muqing stared at the ancient classics in his hand, feeling excited, wishing he could be born in that era, fight in person, and contribute his strength to peace in the country.

"I am born unable to practice, but if I want to become a strong man, I may not be able to have the only way to become a strong man. Many strong men respected by the world are not warriors. Master Mo and Master Yang, they are not strong men of martial arts, but none of them think they are not strong men!"

Zhou Muqing closed the classics, his eyes flashed with excitement.

Surrounded by rows of bookshelves, there are some independent small square tables, one meter tall, with scrolls and books of different styles floating above, and a halo covering the outside.

The bookshelf is made of flower clouds and is very tough. It is designed into squares inside. Only one book is stored in one square, which is full of some martial arts and classics. The same is true for books on the square table, but it is more precious than those in the bookshelf. The outside is covered with a layer of spiritual shield. The degree of preciousness depends on the color of the shield. The closer it is to yellow, the more ordinary it is, and the closer it is to red, the more precious it is.

Those extremely precious classics can only be accessed with the same identity as them.

This is one of the two places that Zhou Muqing will definitely come to every day: the Library!

After sorting out the Dragon Garden, Zhou Muqing immediately ran here. It was already night, and there were very few people in the library, and the surroundings were quiet.

Zhou Muqing had just closed the ancient books in his hand and was thinking about the deeds of the masters excitedly. Suddenly, he felt a warm feeling coming from his right face, but there was no touch. A faint fragrance floated around, and a light voice followed.

"What are you looking at?"

It sounds pleasant and seems to be holding back a smile, but it feels like I feel relaxed all over.

Zhou Muqing was not at all comfortable now, and he was shocked.

Zhou Muqing was panicked and walked a few steps away. He suddenly looked back and saw a beautiful and beautiful face coming into his eyes.

The girl was wearing a blue gauze long skirt, and her slim figure further highlighted her beauty. She was carrying her hands on her back and her little head was in a tilt forward position. Seeing Zhou Muqing was startled, she immediately covered her mouth and giggled, and her trembling look was very cute.

Zhou Muqing came back to his senses and looked closely and found that it was exactly the same as expected.

"It's this girl again." Zhou Muqing shook his head, laughing and crying.

This quirky girl is the girl in blue in the daytime, Zhou Hongyi's daughter Zhou Xuetong.

"Xuetong, don't scare me like this in the future. It will scare people to death!" Zhou Muqing stroked his right hand and said helplessly.

Zhou Xuetong immediately pouted: "What are you calling me?"

This face change is faster than flipping a book, Zhou Muqing's head is full of black lines: "Tongtong"

Zhou Xuetong immediately withdrew her mouth, and her smile made Zhou Muqing's heart twist and deformed.

Zhou Muqing felt awkward, but he still kept a smile on his face and said, "Don't do this in the future, you will do this again."

Zhou Muqing couldn't say anything anymore, so Zhou Xuetong put out her signature pout again, with mist in her big eyes and her circles turning slightly red. This pair of Zhou Muqing was a killer move.

"Brother, don't you like me anymore?" Zhou Xuetong's expression was so aggrieved. Her two white and tender hands were tightly entangled together. Although Zhou Muqing knew what was going on, and since childhood, she didn't know how many times she was "bowed down" by this move, she still couldn't bear it.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong. Xue Tongtong is so cute and talented. How could anyone not like it?"

"That means, brother likes me?" The mist in Zhou Xuetong's eyes disappeared in an instant. She put her little hand behind her back and asked with a smile, a hint of cunning flashing in her big eyes.

"I'm here," Zhou Muqing was speechless in an instant, and the veins on his forehead leaped and jumped, and some fine beads of sweat were oozing out.

Looking at Zhou Xuetong's snow-white little face, Zhou Muqingjing didn't know how to answer yes.

After a while, Zhou Xuetong chuckled, grabbed Zhou Muqing's arm and shook it, and said, "Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you, why are you so serious?"

"Brother, what were you looking at just now? So excited?" Zhou Xuetong turned to look at the ancient books in Zhou Muqing's hand, and her little hand was still holding Zhou Muqing's sleeve.

Zhou Muqing felt relieved. He couldn't raise his right hand, so he had to pick up the ancient book that had been placed on the table with his left hand and shook it in front of Zhou Xuetong: "It's a classic I just discovered. It seems that it's been a while. I just read a small part and recorded the battle a hundred years ago."

"The battle a hundred years ago?" Zhou Xuetong's eyes showed a look of thought, and then she suddenly realized: "Is it the battle of survival that was jointly invaded by the Eight-Nation Army?"

"Yes, it's this. The deeds of the Qingyue Ancestor Qingyue Ancestor!" Zhou Muqing was excited again, "The Qingyue Ancestor Qingyue is able to fight against the powerful people of the eight countries with his own strength. No one can invade the imperial capital at all. Instead, he is seriously injured. Finally, he was forced to hand over all the land that was originally occupied by the empire. Only then can those strong people leave safely. It has been a hundred years since then, Qingyue is still peaceful, and Qingyue Ancestor Qingyue is simply a great hero!"

"But it is said that the ancestor Qingyue was also seriously injured at that time, and has been in seclusion since then. He said that he was attacking the Supreme, but his life and death are not certain." Zhou Xuetong whispered, clenched her pink fists, and her small mouth was slightly pouted again.

Seeing this, Zhou Muqing's eyebrows hopped and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, but he pretended to be calm and calm, "It's not necessarily true that the ancestor Qingyue has a strong cultivation level. Maybe that time is an opportunity for him to break through?" In fact, he quickly moved his eyes away and stared at the ancient books.

"That's right, Ancestor Qingyue was indeed seriously injured at that time, but that also opened up a gap for his breakthrough and became an opportunity. If we could make good use of this opportunity, it would be impossible for Ancestor Qingyue to break through to the Supreme Realm powerhouse."

A thick midrange recalled that Zhou Hongyi walked over from the bookshelf on the right. The tall figure seemed to cover the sky and the sun. Of course, there was no sun in the library. Only the oil lamps stretched out from the bookshelf illuminated the entire room.

"Dad!" Zhou Xuetong jumped to Zhou Hongyi and pulled up Zhou Hongyi's sleeves again.

Zhou Muqing also turned around and prayed to Zhou Hong, saying, "Thank you uncle for the daytime affairs!"

"You're so polite, it's all a family. If I didn't say it at that time, Tongtong would have arguing with him." Zhou Hongyi smiled and waved his hand, saying, "But I'm here to find you today, there's something I want to tell you."

Zhou Xuetong didn't know what she thought of, but her white and tender little face crawled up with a blush, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhou Muqing was stunned for a moment. Seeing Zhou Hongyi's serious look, he stood up straight and said, "You said."

"The day of awakening will be ten days later. This awakening is different from the other few times. Those who have excellent spiritual root awakening this time can get the opportunity to enter the ancestral land once every thirty years." Zhou Hongyi said slowly, as if he was considering the words. "You should know what it means to enter the ancestral land."

Zhou Muqing was silent, and at the same time, his heart moved. Even Zhou Xuetong looked at her father with her big eyes open.

"If you enter the ancestral land, you may obtain the inheritance of your ancestors. Even if you cannot obtain the final inheritance, you will eventually have your own fortune. Even if you are not good, you will benefit a lot." Zhou Muqing said slowly, his eyes showing a look of yearning.

"That's right, within a hundred years, only two people finally obtained a trace of inheritance from the ancestral land. The first one is the ancestor and the second one"

"It's my father." Zhou Muqing said in a dull look on his face.

"That's right, the ancestor is now a strong man in the late stage of the Guardian Realm. If your father is still there, he must have reached the Guardian Realm." Zhou Hongyi sighed slightly and said in a muffled voice.
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