Li Yong and his wife flew out of Panlong Valley with the boy. They looked at the broken formation in the air and felt unable to repair it. Li Yong flew his hands and made several complicated handprints, shouting "Start up". A small hill outside Panlong Valley seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand in the air. With a loud bang, it blocked the gap at the southeast corner of the formation. The boy bowed three times with tears in his eyes. The woman touched his hair and said indifferently: "Let's go."

Li Yong waved his sleeves, and suddenly a golden light flashed above his head. A bright yellow dragon more than ten feet long flew over their heads. The wind was shaking, the clouds surged, and the claws flashed with thousands of golden lights. The brightness was unstable. Although it was only more than ten feet long, its momentum was like a galaxy, and the divine light was so fierce that it could not be seen. The boy was completely shocked. He had only seen a magical object like a dragon in his books. He never thought that he would really see a living dragon, and it looked like a mount, which surpassed the

His understanding and imagination, because the legend says that the dragon clan cannot be domesticated, will never recognize his master. It is the most arrogant and powerful race, and has been extinct in the Longyuan Continent for thousands of years. When Li Yong brushed his hand, a light shield suddenly appeared in front of the boy's eyes. After he was covered, he felt like he entered a white space, with no division of chaos, no sky or earth. He heard Li Yong say in his ears: "You are a mortal, you can't fly with dragons, otherwise you will be torn apart by the space. I will let you down after that."

The boy replied in panic: "Thank you, Master Li."

I don't know how long it took, but when he heard Li Yong say "arrival", he saw a flash in front of him and his feet stood firm. The golden dragon still disappeared. Li Yong made a few more handprints and opened the protective array. Suddenly, there was no longer a fog in front of him, but dozens of peaks stood tall, with clouds emerging from strange mountains and fairy aura. The cliffs on the mountain were all dark green and faintly glowed; the peaks of each mountain were cut off, covering palace-like houses, and the walls and stones were all blue and black, which seemed to be taken from the stones on the mountain, so they were almost inseparable from the mountain. If the roof tiles were not ground with milky white spirit stones and shining with seven-colored spiritual light in the sun, it would be difficult to tell whether these were palaces were palaces.

The boy's first thought was to be "very generous", and then his eyes went dark. He didn't know whether he was too frightened or extremely hungry, so he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt that the world was vast and vast, and there were colorful rivers everywhere, traversing all over the world; there were no stars, moon, wind, rain, flowers, grass, no traces, no birds and beasts, only colorful rivers rushing, raising endless power; the water of each river is different, the white ones are like snow, the green ones are like spring onions, the red ones are as bright as rubies, the blue ones are as blue crystals as royal blue, and the purple ones are pure green lotus purple. There is no confusion and similarity, magnificent and terrifying. He feels that he is small

The little body wandered over the wasteland. Between the rivers, he suddenly looked up. A huge earth-yellow planet was quietly suspended in the sky, blocked by the earth for half. The planet exuded a scent that made him both friendly and throbbing, as if it was related to his birth, sealing the infinite power of the prehistoric world... Suddenly he felt a warm breath spraying on his face, and it was a little tide. When he opened his eyes, he turned out to be a little boy with pink makeup. He was approaching him and licking his face with his pink tongue.

"What are you doing?" he asked in confusion.

The child smiled embarrassedly, "My name is Longbao. The smell on your face is very good."

The boy looked at the other person, who was only five or six years old, had a pair of extremely lively round eyes, and a small goose-yellow horn on both sides of his clear forehead, like a cute translucent candy, without any ferocious and ferocious sign. The boy was shocked: "Are you a dragon?"

"I brought you back." Long Bao nodded.

"My name is Luo Qingya." The boy suddenly realized that this was actually the name of another boy. He had no name and no surname, and he didn't know where he came from and where he could go. What's worse is that he was still a useless mortal, and he suffered from a terrible head-on disease since he was a child. He almost killed his life every time. In just a few decades of his life, he probably died without even finding his parents. He didn't know who his foe was, and he didn't have the ability to think about revenge and grief. He started crying.

Long Bao approached his face, stretched out a index finger and dipped a teardrop in his mouth, then closed his big hairy eyes and savored it. The boy was shocked by his actions and was stunned. Long Bao opened his eyes and comforted him: "I heard everything about you in Li Laoyong's sleeves. Don't be sad. Without spiritual roots, it is not mortal. Our dragon clan has no spiritual roots, neither demon clan nor demon clan, nor god clan. Besides, your mother is a dragon girl, how could you be a mortal? Maybe your father is also a dragon. The smell of your tears is not mortal."

"Then why do I have no horns?"

"Not all dragons have horns, so Chilong doesn't have any wow. Of course, you are not like Chilong. They are all humming stupid..."

Dragons have memory inheritance and can only transform after five hundred years. However, they were born as fifth-level divine dragons, which is equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir stage of the human race. These boys all know that because they cannot practice and are plagued by evil diseases, they have been studying hard since childhood, trying to figure out the reasons why they cannot practice, and at the same time they also want to find prescriptions and medical skills to cure their headaches. He has the ability to remember everything he has, which is really different from mortals. The disciples in the valley will bring him some books back when they go out to practice. There are thread-bound books in the mortal world. It can be said that his small body is like a mobile compressed version of the library, but all of them are of no use.

He found that he was sleeping in a small room with dark green rocks and was polished very smoothly with no idea what to do. An egg-green night pearl was inlaid in the middle of the roof, emitting a soft halo; there was no window, but he felt the atmosphere inside was fresh. Even he, a mortal, felt that he was rich in spirit and regretted that he could not use it. There were only beds, tables and cushions in the house. Long Bao told him that this was Long Bao's house, and he lived alone in the whole mountain; under the mountain it was actually a

The active volcanic pass, the belly of the mountain was hollowed out. Li Yong usually refines alchemy below, so other disciples in the sect are not allowed to enter this place. Li Yong's big move scared the boy, but Long Bao said, "He did not do the seal of the crater. Old Li does not have this ability. This was made by Leng Lingxi, the grandmother of the founding ancestor of Lingxi Sect. Leng Lingxi is the most talented cultivator in history in the Longyuan Continent. He made golden elixir at the age of sixteen, and no one broke this record in 10,000 years."

"What happened later?"

"Later, the void was naturally broken, and I don't know where to go for eternity... But it is said that she is impatient by nature, does not like to preach and teach, and hates vulgar things the most, so her disciples are not as good as her, and gradually her skills are gone. Even so, among the millions of cultivation sects in the continent, Lingxi Sect is still a lower-middle-level sect, probably a third-rate sect, two or three thousand disciples."

"Zengzhu Li is very good at fighting, right?"

"That's not. It's normal. He must not be able to beat me. However, he is very good at alchemy and is a holy-level alchemist. There are only two of him in the entire continent. Another one is Chen Xingmiao from the Immortal Medicine Sect. However, Old Chen has been missing for a long time, and the natal jade tablet in the sect has not been broken. It is probably not dead yet. It is not necessary to be fooled around, so only Li Laoyong is left. Think about it, how popular he is! He is the most powerful, but he is a stingy person." Long Bao curled his lips contemptuously.

The boy squeaked his lips admiringly. The holy alchemist is really going to be windy, rainy, rainy

Long Bao said again: "You have been lying for a month. Li Laoyong has visited you five times and takes your pulse every time. However, he didn't seem to have any idea. He has fed you a fasting pill, so you won't feel hungry for at least two months." Although Li Yong is the leader of the sect and half of Long Bao's master, Long Bao has no respect for him and always calls him "Li Laoyong" or "Lao Li".

The boy felt that Long Bao must have been lonely for more than 500 years, so he kept talking when he opened his eyes and mouth. He thought with relief that he was really a blessing in disgrace. He could meet Long Bao even if he could go to Lingxi Sect.

"I don't have a name yet," he whispered in a melancholy manner.

"My surname is Long, is your surname Long, okay?" Long Bao's big eyes flashed with long eyelashes, "Your mother is Long Girl, so your name is Long Girl?"

"Uh, but I'm a boy."

"Okay, then do you want to call me a more domineering person? Long Batian? Long Dingtian? Long. What kind of forks?"

The boy thought that names like Long Batian were like villains, and Long Dingtian also made him uncomfortable. He thought for a while and said, "Long... Lin, how about Long Lin? I often dreamed that I was in a very strange place, and I was walking alone. I really hope that one day, my father and mother would suddenly come to that place and be with me."

Long Bao smiled and said, "Your name is good! My name was chosen by Lao Li for me, he has no knowledge."

Long Lin felt that he was born and was in a much better mood. He asked Long Bao: "How did you follow Mr. Li... the sect leader?"

Long Bai replied a little disappointedly: "I don't know much. I heard that when I was still an egg, he picked me up. He originally wanted to refine me into a pill, but after refining it, he just refined me like this."

"How did he pick you up?" Long Lin couldn't bear it.

"In the land of gods, in a temple."

"The Land of Gods!" Long Lin screamed in shock. He knew that the legend was a planet that was broken by the battle between the gods and the human race in ancient times. The planet fragments slowly fell to the upper part of the low-level continent of Longyuan Continent. It was "opened" every twenty years due to the decline of the divine power source, but it was limited to the entry of cultivators below the Golden Elixir Stage. The reason was unknown. There were many dangers inside, and eight or nine out of ten cultivators fell in it. Anyone who could stay in it for a year would have unimaginable luck. Ten years ago, there were disciples who entered the land of Gods through the Longyuan Examination, but since he was born, Panlong Valley has basically been isolated from the world and no one has participated in the competition. Looking back, it was naturally because the Dragon Girl's mother was afraid of leaking the news and did not allow people in the valley to show up. Long Lin felt sad.

"Why did Master Li pick up your eggs for such a good luck?"
Chapter completed!