Su Ziji only felt that a strong suction force appeared, and he wanted to resist, but unlike the young dragon, this time, even half of the red sandalwood mother-in-law did not move.
"What is that?" As he was quickly retreating around him, he caught a glimpse of a shadow in the endless sky.
The shadow is high up, giving people a very sacred feeling, but with just a glance, you can also feel that although it is a hazy place, it makes people awe-inspiring, but also incomplete.
"Boom!" Su Ziji groaned as thunder exploded in his ears one after another, feeling his mind shaken.
"Did the catastrophe of the young dragon finally affect me?" But everything returned to calm. When he opened his eyes, Su Ziji was in a trance.
"Is this the Dragon Palace?" Su Ziji looked up and saw the pale golden sky, rippling like water waves, and a faint light shining down, making the Yao grass and Ganoderma lucidum planted in the courtyard flourish.
Looking again, the main hall is decorated with white dragons and slanted corals, and there is still a spiritual light slowly passing through. The entire deep palace is filled with a light, fresh air like fresh rain on an empty mountain. After just taking a breath, I feel relaxed all over.
"It's the Dragon Palace, but the Dragon Palace in front of me is familiar yet unfamiliar. It seems to be more luxurious and prosperous than the last time I came here. Could it be that I have returned to the shadow again?"
As far as the eye can see, the body is on the high platform outside the main hall. Not far away, the palace is shining in the water, and it is continuous, not deserted, but full of luxury.
The scope of the Dragon Palace is also larger, wider than what Su Ziji saw during his last inheritance. Through the sky, although separated by water, you can see the fish and shellfish in the lake leisurely parading, their movements are leisurely, but they are close to the Dragon Palace. Sometimes, these ordinary fish and shells would also face the direction of the Dragon Palace with a little awe, and some even bowed slightly in ignorance before swimming away. This is the reaction of the demon clan when there are signs of spiritual wisdom.
And he was not alone on the high platform. Just like the imperial court, he was well-dressed and lined with big monsters on both sides, all of whom had a concentrated aura of monsters.
"Is this the demon court going to court or offering sacrifices?"
On the high altar, he was not standing alone, but he was accompanied by only a few people, or perhaps not people at all.
Su Ziji also only saw a beautiful but unfamiliar girl nearby, also wearing gorgeous clothes, standing not far away, and one or two more people. Due to the angle of view, he could not see past. Su Ziji only knew that there were people, but he saw It’s unclear who it is.
A little further away, hundreds of palace maids and guards were standing one after another. This situation gave Su Ziji a sense of familiarity.
"Did I not only go back to the past this time, but also become the Dragon King again?"
Just as I was thinking about it, my body started to move slightly.
He was in the public eye and could not make any big movements, so he could only glance slightly.
This is indeed the Panlong Lake Dragon Palace, but judging from its splendor, it should be the Dragon Palace of the past.
Where is the young dragon now?
He searched around but couldn't find it. Thinking that before he came over, the young dragon was suffering from a thunderstorm and was in danger, Su Ziji couldn't help but feel anxious.
Because he had experienced this kind of incident more than once, Su Ziji was not panicked about this kind of incident. He just wanted to know the situation of the young dragon at this time. It was the same as last time. Although he had become Shuifu Dragon Lord again, he could still only have a slight improvement. A little autonomy doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.
"It seems that the Dragon Girl was robbed again, which triggered the inheritance of the Dragon Palace. The incident here has been solved, which may be of great help to the Dragon Girl."
This was the case last time. Su Ziji was in the realm of inheritance, in the body of the Dragon Lord, and the young dragon appeared alone. One person and one dragon worked together to win. Su Ziji gained a lot of benefits, and the young dragon also successfully received the inheritance. , presumably this time it will be the same.
Moreover, in terms of time, it takes a long time here. Although it is not good for the young dragon, the time ratio should be different from that in reality, and it can be delayed by one or two.
"It's just that we still have to complete the incident as soon as possible and find a breakthrough."
"In this scene, could it be that Lord Long is praying for rain? Or is he accepting the imperial court's order again?"
Looking up, it was not a lake, but a piece of sky. This scene looked so familiar.
When Su Ziji came to the realm of inheritance and Lord Zuolong accepted the will of Wei, wasn't it similar to the scene now?
Although it was underwater and fish were swimming outside the Dragon Palace, the sky above the Dragon Palace was blue with white clouds and a looming red sun. But to say that the situation is exactly the same is not the case.
Indistinctly, it seems that the world outside the Dragon Palace can be seen. There is a high platform built on the shore. There are some people standing on the high platform, and under the platform there are densely packed people kneeling. They look haggard and pitiful, and they seem to be from the mortal world. Ordinary disaster victims.
Su Ziji counted them carefully and found that there were at least several thousand people. Are you really praying for rain?
Just when Su Ziji was thinking this, a big demon standing on the first step of the white marble platform of the Dragon Palace bowed respectfully and said, "The human race officials have prayed for rain. May I ask Lord Dragon, how do you respond?"
Su Ziji looked straight into the image of the mortal world through the water curtain, looking at the victims, he couldn't help but frown.
Human World · Futaba Mansion
Under the high platform, the red sun hangs high, and the scorching sun bakes the earth. In the past, this sunny day with blue sky and white clouds was naturally good weather. However, if the weather lasts for a long time, there will be no rain, causing the land to dry up and the crops to die. This is very harmful to the people. That said, the weather couldn't be more abominable.
God is not good at it, and the people have no choice but to place their hope in the Dragon King.
In order to make it rain smoothly, the government also agreed to build an altar and sent King Yu to personally preside over the sacrifice.
The people kneeling below all came spontaneously.
For the imperial court, although it had not rained for a long time, it was really distressed, but for ordinary people, it was no longer distressed, but a matter of life and death.
As long as they can pray for rain, not to mention just kneeling here to pray and participate in the sacrifice, even if they have to sacrifice human life, they can grit their teeth and do it.
"Mother, I'm hungry." Among the group of people kneeling under Wu Yaya, a little girl who looked to be five or six years old in tattered clothes secretly tugged at the corner of her mother's clothes and said in a low voice.
A child from a poor family has long been the head of the family. At such an age, she has already understood what it means to advance and retreat. Unless it is really unbearable, she would not cry and complain about hunger in such an occasion.
Not only was she hungry, but she was also thirsty. Her lips were dry and she couldn't even cry. She only had a pale face and scared eyes.
Seeing that her mother didn't move, she just knelt there blankly, gave up trying to pull her, and instead hugged her mother tightly.
"Mom, I'm hungry!" she said again.
The mother's eyes rolled, and she turned around blankly, looking at her with her heart pounding.
Even the mother herself, who was so thirsty that her lips were split, and who was so hungry that she was like a dead tree that could break at any time, still responded to the child's mournful cries.
She gently patted her daughter's little body with her palms, and comforted her in a hoarse voice: "Don't cry, don't cry, and it will rain for the sacrifices. If it rains, there will be water. If there is water, there will be food."
Unexpectedly, this was not a comfort, but as soon as it was comforted, the little girl cried even harder.
"Mother, you are lying! There is no rain at all. We have begged several times, but not a drop of rain has fallen! It is not like what you said, it will rain again. We must starve to death!"
