Even after Yang Ning finished eating the grilled fish in his hand, no fish could successfully jump over the dragon gate.
Seeing this, old monk Wuya shook his head and said, "Sure enough, there was a reason why Longmen did not appear in the world in the past few decades."
"At the end of the world, there is no fish that can successfully transform into a dragon."
The old monk kept sighing and looked at Yang Ning: "What should I do? How many more years can my old bones last?"
Yang Ning wiped the corners of his mouth, burped and said, "If you want, you can hold on for a few more years."
The old monk looked back at the surrounding Longmen landscape and sighed: "If you can really create a Dragon King, then let me go."
"Otherwise, I was a Buddhist practitioner during my lifetime. What does it mean to be a ghost here after my death?"
Yang Ning watched the remaining fish bones in his hand turn into ashes bit by bit, and nodded: "Okay, thank you Master Wuya for the past few years."
"It's our duty to save the common people." The old monk looked at Yang Ning and said, "Let me open my eyes and see this vision of a fish jumping over the dragon gate and transforming into a dragon?"
"good."
With a casual word, Yang Ning bent sideways, stretched out his hand to pick up a bucket of water in the green river at his feet, and waved it forward to spread it out.
As soon as the water fell into the river, the fish in the Yi River suddenly became restless. Originally, due to successive failures, not many fish attacked the dragon gate again, but this time, groups of fish rushed towards the dragon gate with a huff and puffs. The golden dragon gate in the sky leaps away!
The fish came out of the water, and the golden scales of the big fish shone under the golden glow!
At this moment, tourists on both sides of Longmen were already wondering if they were dreaming!
First, I met the guy in white riding a bamboo raft up the river, looking like a god!
Then I met an old monk crossing the river on a reed!
Then the guy in white waved his hand, and a golden glow appeared in the sky!
Now, large shoals of fish are jumping out of the water. It looks like they want to jump onto the golden glow? !
At this moment, tourists on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were stunned!
Someone murmured: "Who, who can explain, what is the principle of this?"
In response to this man, the other tourists shouted louder and louder in exclamation.
After a while, large swaths of fish jumped out of the water and swarmed into the water. Most of the fish dived into the water in despair after their failure, never to appear again.
Only a few fish can charge towards the dragon gate again.
Looking at the persevering fish, the old monk wondered: "It's obvious that if you don't take action, no fish can cross the dragon gate. Do you want to see which fish has the spirit of not being afraid of failure and give it a chance? "
Yang Ning: "..."
"Master Wuya, your theory can be written down in a book to educate future generations, but it is not suitable for choosing the Dragon King in reality."
The confusion on the old monk's face became even stronger, but Yang Ning just smiled lightly and didn't say much.
He once again picked up a bucket of river water and sprinkled it forward, saying, "It's your turn to appear."
Boom——
Suddenly, a sound like muffled thunder came from underneath the Yihe River.
When the old monk heard this, he frowned and said, "Are you going to let the thousand-year-old dragon jump over this dragon gate?"
"It's possible that it could jump over, but..."
The old monk shook his head silently as he spoke, seemingly disapproving of the dragon.
"I wish there were other choices."
As the old monk finished speaking, suddenly, several water waterfalls burst into the sky!
A dark purple behemoth burst out from under the river!
Ordinary people can't see what it is at all. They can only see waves of water rolling over the sky, and there seems to be some kind of huge creature hidden in it!
But Yang Ning and the old monk saw clearly the dark purple dragon hidden in the water waves at a glance!
The purple dragon came out of the water and headed straight for the dragon gate!
The golden dragon gate in the sky is like a chasm to ordinary fish, but to this dragon it seems to be right in front of you!
Old monk Wuya looked at it and said, "If this is the case, then the dragon king is probably this purple dragon."
Listening to his tone, Yang Ning asked with a smile: "Master, it seems that you are very dissatisfied with this thousand-year-old dragon?"
The old monk sighed: "You also said that it is a thousand-year-old dragon that has lived for more than a thousand years. However, in the past thousand years, this thousand-year-old dragon has been hidden under the Dijiang and Yihe rivers and has not done many good things. .”
"On the contrary, he did a lot of things to stir up trouble."
"Bu Lao Na knows that after you make him the Dragon King, he will probably restrain himself. If he can change his ways, that's fine."
Wow!
While the two were talking, there was another wave of water in front of them. The purple dragon hidden in the water wave was only one step away from the golden light in the sky!
Seeing this, the old monk had closed his eyes.
The tourists at Longmen stared wide-eyed, fearing that they were wrong even for any second!
Yang Ning, who was full, rubbed her stomach and yawned.
The water waves covered the sky's glow and fell on the river, bringing up large splashes of water, making the already continuous autumn rain in Longmen even more vaporous.
Old monk Wuya had a strange look on his face and glanced at Yang Ning.
When the water waves subsided, tranquility returned to the Yi River, and the golden glow in the sky still existed.
Old monk: "The purple dragon failed?"
Yang Ning shook his head and said: "No, it jumped over. After all, the height is not difficult compared to its size."
The old monk turned his head and looked at the calm river in front of him, and asked: "Then, it turned into a dragon? Why is there no movement at all when it turns into a dragon?"
Yang Ning: "???"
"Master, do you have any misunderstanding? Did I say that you can transform into a dragon by crossing the dragon gate? Did I say this?"
Old monk: "..."
Looking at Master Wuya's face full of question marks, Yang Ning said calmly: "It's true that I came to choose a Dragon King, and it's true that I drew a dragon gate in the sky."
"But when did I say that jumping over the dragon gate can turn a dragon into a dragon king?"
As he spoke, Yang Ning burped again, "Can you turn into a dragon by jumping over the dragon gate? Stop talking nonsense."
"We at Ling Sect are doing things based on fate, okay?"
The old monk blinked, as if he understood something.
He looked to himself and said: "Amitabha, Amitabha, I understand. Congratulations on the destined fish that fell into your belly."
After the old monk finished speaking, before Yang Ning could speak, the river below the two of them started to stir!
This time, a huge wave swept in from the intersection of Yihe River and Dijiang River in front. Its momentum was overwhelming and even threatened to overwhelm the mountains on the river bank!
At this time, the tourists on both sides of Longmen were all panicked!
People from the relevant departments immediately ran out to evacuate the tourists, but compared to the speed of the huge wave, it was obviously not enough for the tourists to escape on their legs!
Fortunately, there are two figures that look inconspicuous, like sesame seeds, blocking the Longmen Scenic Area behind them and the huge waves in front!
The old monk stared at the giant waves and said coldly: "Huh, are you unhappy when you see that you can't transform into a dragon?"
Looking at the huge waves coming, Yang Ning still looked calm and smiling, "When my bamboo raft just launched into the water, you hit me with a wave of water and told me it was you. territory."
"For me, the waves in the water can be calmed down with just a light kick. If it were anyone else, facing your waves would be unpredictable."
"That's all. After all, you have lived here for more than a thousand years. It's me who comes to bother you. I don't care about you."
"But it's impossible for me to choose you to be the Dragon King who protects thousands of creatures."
With that said, Yang Ning stood up on the bamboo raft.
A white dress swayed in the green river water and autumn rain.
Looking at the huge waves ahead, Yang Ning said quietly: "There are many tourists here now, and your behavior has threatened their lives. Please calm down the waves, otherwise..."
"Our fate has come."
Hundreds of miles away in Zhongzhou City, in the Lingwa store on Yundu Road.
The bronze dagger hanging above Yang Ning's desk began to tremble crazily!
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