Pei Xihe looked at the small dragon tail and saw that its scales were crystal clear, soft as fat, delicate and shiny, yellow in color, with a snake-like torso and four legs, a thin neck, a single horn, and a faint glow.
This little dragon born as a dragon is much stronger than the dragon transformed from a snake. What's more, this little dragon has the blood of a true dragon in its body. If it keeps transforming, it can become a perfect bloodline, and it is very likely to transform into a dragon.
Although the result achieved in this way is not comparable to a natural pure-blooded true dragon, it is still extraordinary and cannot be compared to a fake dragon.
She praised: "I have also heard about the seven dragons roaring in the sky. It has only been a year or two now, and this little dragon has actually completed its first transformation. It is really like transforming into a dragon!"
Shuo Li became more and more proud for a while.
Naturally, although he and Song Qingge had great blessings and happened to be on the same island as this young dragon, he had to go through many fierce battles and defeated two immortals in a row before he could take it into his palm.
The two of them fed the dragon's blood essence stone, so that the dragon was fully nourished. In addition, due to its extraordinary talent, it underwent transformation. The old scales shed off and new ones appeared, and the true dragon's blood became more and more pure.
At this moment, Ao Huahua sent a message to Pei Xihe.
"Among my seven dragon bodies, the colors are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and the talents are from high to low. The qualifications of this little yellow-scaled dragon are indeed extraordinary, but these two people should have been fed dragon blood essence. stone, otherwise it would not have shed its scales so early.”
I'm really willing to give it up.
However, Shuo Li and Song Qingge were originally masters and disciples, and there was no dispute over their interests. Although this little yellow-scaled dragon would have to be branded exclusively after returning to Taixue, it could still be raised and controlled by them.
As long as they don't rebel against the Imperial Academy, this little dragon is a trump card in their hands. It can be said to be ineffective, so how can they not be willing to give up the treasure?
The little dragon was caressing Shuoli's palm, looking extremely affectionate.
Song Qingge also looked at it, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "This little dragon is really cute."
She was the only disciple of Shuo Li and Qiu Xue, so when they discovered the young dragon, she was the one who sealed their bond.
This Jiao is immature in nature and has the influence of the brand. He is more affectionate to Song Qingge and lets out a low roar of "Ao Ao".
Seeing that her eyes were filled with joy, she took it from the small circle opened in Shuo Li's hand, and the small dragon wrapped around her wrist, like a Hetian jade bracelet.
"I didn't expect that this fairy could have such good fortune."
Everyone has his or her own chance, and everything acquired on Thousand Dragon Flying Island, except for treasures such as the 'Dragon Young', can be attributed to oneself.
In addition, Shuo stood at attention here, Song Qingge was not worried about the "Zhao Fuxi" in front of him having any desire to snatch.
However, a dark light of surprise also flashed in her eyes, passing like light smoke and unable to be caught.
He had never thought that Zhao Fuxi would jump from the early stage of the second realm to the third realm of heavenly immortals. His aura was profound. It was obvious that he did not break through the realm of cultivation by trying to catch a lot of money, but such an advance would be too shocking.
Song Qingge suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and smiled.
"Now that this little dragon has completed its transformation, can we leave this island? Do you want Fellow Daoist Zhao to go with us?"
Pei Xihe? Um?
Of course I don't think so.
Ao Huahua has the most keen senses, coupled with her superb body skills, it is difficult to find a way to crack it in the nine realms of immortals. If you act alone, you will naturally gain a lot.
But if you are traveling with two people, you will have a lot of worries.
But Pei Xihe then thought about it. Now that Ao Jiuze was dead, there might be some way that Shangxianjing, who had been secretly spying on her, could find her.
Judging from Ao Jiuze's temperament, that person is probably a domineering person. If he doesn't know how to ask questions, he will directly search for his soul when he comes up.
And if you go with Shuo Li, you can minimize this worry.
Pei Xihe thought about it in his mind, but within half a breath, he said with a smile on his face.
"We are all part of the Star-Suppressing Team, so naturally we have to go together."
After all, I have advanced to the third realm, and this trip can be said to be a complete success.
The three realms and the fourth realm are the thresholds for the early and middle stages of immortality. It is not easy to cross them. She is not in a hurry.
Those dragon blood essence stones and elixirs were like useless to her. It would be great to gain them but not regret them if they were lost. Of course, their safety was more important.
Song Qingge laughed out loud.
"So great."
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, I need to take more care of you."
This fairy has been suffering from this old man for a long time!
It is really boring to face the master's face and be urged to practice hard every day.
I hope this fellow Daoist Zhao is as interesting as Sister Mu.
Pei Xihe also smiled, cupped his hands and said, "I would like to ask Fellow Taoist Song and Academician Shuo Li for their advice."
Shuo Li snorted coldly, and looked at the young dragon wrapped around Song Qingge's wrist, full of affection and closeness, his eyes sparkling slightly.
If the young disciple can cultivate this dragon and transform into a dragon body as an assistant, his achievements in the future will not be much worse than that of Zhao Fuxi.
His black sleeves rolled up, bringing out strong wind, and a figure actually waved out of them.
Pei Xihe took a closer look and saw that it was a fat, smooth cat, as white as snow, with a golden mane on its neck. It seemed that it had just woken up from sleep.
It stepped on the void, stretched out, and looked at Shuo Li with eyes full of condemnation.
The old man in black robe hit his head with the bamboo stick in his right hand and shouted angrily.
"You lazy guy, why don't you show your true colors soon."
"Ouch!"
The cat howled, its long tail swaying behind it.
As a divine crow, Pei Xihe was familiar with all kinds of speech in the world, so he also understood the meaning of this animal language, and then he chuckled lightly.
The white cat was clearly yelling back.
"Damn old man, can't you control the air by yourself? If you have to ask me to do it for you, you are just a lazy person."
The white cat swore and swore, but his body emitted a faint ray of light. In the blink of an eye, his body grew hundreds of times, approaching a small spiritual boat, which was enough for the three of them to ride on.
Pei Xihe sensed the magical aura coming from his body, and he was clearly a Nine Realm Celestial Immortal.
She recalled the classics she had read in the past, and it was recorded in the "Shan Hai Jing·Zhongshan Jing": "Forty miles to the north, it is called Huo Mountain, with many trees and valleys. There is a beast, its shape is like a raccoon, and there is a hyena with a white tail, named It's called '朏朏', and you can raise it and worry about it."
This is no ordinary raccoon slave, but an exotic beast.
Keeping this strange beast around can dispel worries, make the mind clear and open, and prevent evil spirits from invading.
Song Qingge jumped up and sat on it with a smile on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, come quickly."
Pei Xihe calmed down the look in his eyes and thought to himself.
Being here, having Zhao Zhao to travel around can indeed save some mana, but after all, it is not as convenient as a monk flying in the air.
And look at the vague complacency on the facade, seems to be showing off that he has conquered such strange beasts as mounts? Naturally, this can only be done to oneself.
There is really no reason for comparison.
Pei Xihe restrained the blood of the demon god in his body, making Zhao Zhao unable to notice anything strange, and sat at the back.
And Na Shuoli crossed his body and sat at the end of it.
"Ouch!"
The white cat roared angrily, but was knocked again by Lai Shuoli.
Asking a cat how sad it can be is like hitting a cat on the head with a bamboo stick.
"Ouch."
After hearing this sound, Pei Xihe's expression did not change, but there was a smile in his eyes.
"That old man is very evil. Oh my god, God is going to rain down a huge penis on Xiu Mao. It's going to be really hard on me."
Zhao Zhao circulated his magic power and flew away in an instant, as fast as wind and thunder, but steady and waveless. It was really an excellent mount.
When they reached the altar, Shuo Li threw a dragon's blood essence stone downwards. Immediately, purple light shot into the sky, which was quite magical, and he took them away to the next island.
(End of chapter)
