The jade candle is clear in the wind, and the bright moon hangs from the branches outside the window.
The night in the fairy palace is light blue and charming. The towers are lit with orange palace lanterns. The window grilles are bright. In the sky, many fairy birds are flying with lanterns in their mouths. The sacred trees are shining with fluorescent light like a dream. After soaking for a long time, a certain person is finally willing to get out of the bath. .
"Very sleepy……"
Bai Yu yawned and stood up, her wet black hair sticking to her body.
Her face is slightly red, and her skin is slightly cool. She steps lightly on the cool bamboo mat with her bare feet. She waves to pick up a thin skirt from the wooden clothes rack and gently covers her shoulders. It is rare to want to try the skin care products in the fairy world. When she was a fairy, the heaven was unified. Makeup is required, but I seldom use it.
Gently open the lid with thin fingers, and the fragrance is fragrant. I have no time to maintain the dragon scales while sleeping outdoors.
Apply a little to fingertips.
"It's a pity that there is no staff canteen in Heaven."
Taking pills every day may satisfy your hunger and increase your cultivation, but it will take away the joy of life.
Walking barefoot into the small living room.
While doing skin care, I admired the moon. The bright moon outside the window was round and big. It was said that Guanghan Palace was deserted and quiet. I waited for a day when I had time to find an errand to go there and take a photo with Fairy Chang'e.
Yawning and feeling sleepy.
There are no outsiders in my courtyard, so dress casually.
Pour a glass of fragrant fruit wine and drink it up, feeling flushed due to the slightly cool body temperature.
Leaning against the window and admiring the scenery.
Pink petals were flying outside the window.
Remembering that there are still many things to do, I sighed and stretched. Under the moonlight, the jade shadow was hazy, and the Luoqiu gauze half-covered my chest.
“I’m at work, I’m at work, and there’s no meal allowance or overtime pay for night shifts. It’s easy to die suddenly if you stay up late...”
Put away the wine glass, go back to the bedroom to change clothes, and put on a white lining shirt.
Looking at the mighty immortal armor in front of the weapon rack, I remembered that the laws of heaven stated that military generals can wear ordinary clothes when they are not going out in heaven and not on duty. In fact, the comfort level of immortal armor is not much different from ordinary clothes. I just think that ordinary clothes are softer. There are benefits to maintaining dragon scales.
He put on his majestic uniforms neatly, turned twice in front of the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
You still have to wear a hat, and there are strict requirements.
He held a knife across his waist and pushed open the courtyard door. When he walked out of the wooden courtyard door, he turned over the cartoon bone wooden sign and wrote the four words "out on duty" in ordinary calligraphy.
There is no curfew in the heaven under the light blue beautiful starry sky. To the gods, there is no difference between night and day.
At the dock, a team from the Female Guards Battalion boarded the ship for a mission.
The wooden boat hung lanterns and sailed towards Nantianmen. In the distance, the window paper of the Women's Guards Camp and the Military Hall was golden. Bai Yu had a weird idea in his head that he urgently needed to confirm...
The palace door is still open.
He nodded to the colleagues who had just walked out of the hall and crossed the high threshold.
Sure enough, the general was still writing non-stop. She was writing whenever she came to the main hall.
The low table is really pleasing to the eye.
Step forward and strictly follow the military salute.
"The last general Bai Yu meets the general."
The general put down his brush and nodded, rubbed his forehead, and took out a new official document, as if he was busy with endless business every day.
"It's good to come back safely. It's not easy being out there. Take a few days off and I'll arrange some easy tasks for you. Oh, by the way, are you here for something in the middle of the night?"
"The general is indeed doubtful. I would like to ask the general if he knows about the Dragon Palace."
"Dragon Palace?"
After thinking about it, I got up and walked to the high bookshelf to search.
This female guard camp general is actually very beautiful, not that gentle and delicate, with sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, eyes as cold as frost, her gestures reveal her heroic demeanor, she does things neatly and without any sloppiness, and has a strong military style.
Take down a file and give it to Bai Yu.
"You can read it here. Military files cannot be taken out of the hall."
"yes."
Take the file.
Looking at the general who started writing endlessly, Moubai secretly decided to avoid this position in the future.
Holding a file with special materials in his hand, he looked around. He approached the crane-shaped candlestick next to the general's desk, took out a folding stool and sat down obediently. The bright candlelight made it easy to flip through and read carefully. The only advantage of the night was that it was quiet enough.
The words "Dragon Temple Secret File" are written on the cover and cannot be read.
Patting his head and secretly sighing at his poor memory, he took out his identity jade certificate and scanned the cover to unlock the restriction.
Take a breath and hold a huge book in your hand to read.
"Huh? It's actually somewhat related to the ancient dragon clan? It's so secretive. Why do they seem so... abnormal? It's strange."
The first article has pictures and text, and it is ancient text.
The general next to him looked at Bai Bai, whose head was covered by a book, and turned the candlestick to shine brighter.
In the main hall, one sits on a mighty general's chair and the other sits on a small folding bamboo stool, writing and reading quietly.
Bai Yu slowly turned the page and read every word carefully. Speaking of it, the Dragon Palace was indeed related to the ancient dragon clan. In the ancient melee, countless gods, demons and monsters fell. Bai Yu was not interested in the specific reasons. Generally speaking, no one was interested. There is no right or evil in making mistakes.
It was just for profit, I just didn’t expect that playing Dafa would not end.
The founder of Shenlong Temple is not Shenlong.
There were countless strong men in ancient times, but now, except for a few who are still alive, most of them are buried and sealed in the head of that kid from Zhenbei.
According to archival records, the founder of the Dragon Palace has some relationship with the Dragon Clan.
To be precise, it was founded by a few remaining thin branches of dragon blood. It is said that many dragon clan heritages from the powerful period were secretly sealed. The original intention was to find and assist the remaining true dragons to regain their ancient glory. Unexpectedly, the world would change drastically. Not only the dragon clan, but also other mythical beasts were almost Extinct.
Read quietly and obediently...
Unknowingly, the sun and moon changed, and Bai Bai twisted his neck to look out the window at the bright light.
It's dawn, the light shines slantly through the window paper, and the purple mist rises outside the window.
Unconsciously, I watched the whole night, and the general was still very busy.
Keep reading.
As the founders of the first generation died one after another, the people in charge of the Dragon Palace slowly came up with new ideas. This was normal. Bai Yu was not surprised. It was good to be able to stick to the belief for many years.
The files record that the Shenlong Temple has been looking for a way to transform into a dragon. For thousands of years, countless attempts have never been successful. The Shenlong Temple is actually very powerful.
There are many half-dragons at the immortal level, and they even have high-end combat power with true immortal cultivation.
Unfortunately, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will never be able to cross the last step, and you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Bai Yu eats a grape to soothe his throat.
Eyelashes blinked, maybe those half-dragons were taking the wrong path.
Divine beasts, adhering to the will of heaven and earth.
Each race of mythical beasts has its own special meaning of existence. They are endowed with wonderful magical powers, which may mean auspiciousness or disaster. Even if their descendants are of thin bloodline, they may not be real mythical beasts at all.
Bai Yu guessed that if you want to evolve into a divine beast, you need countless chances and coincidences, and it is definitely not foolhardy.
After re-living his life, Moubai wasn't even sure he could transform into a dragon.
According to data records, the Divine Dragon Palace is now very secretive. Intelligence speculates that it should be located in the territory of monsters in the ancient fairy world, in the vast primitive wilderness. The leader is a demon dragon, and the internal members consider themselves dragons.
Bai Yu has seen a few of them, but they don't seem to be kind to his dragon.
People's hearts will change over time, and so will monsters.
According to the original purpose of the establishment of the Dragon Palace, the four dragon clans that have been suppressed all over the world should be given priority at this time, or the Bai dragon should be given its due status.
In fact, all I feel is deep greed and malice.
The last recorded information was recently entered, and the Heavenly Intelligence Organization evaluated Shenlong Temple as betraying the founder.
Bai Yu believes that the Heavenly Intelligence Organization's judgment is correct. Today's Shenlong Palace might as well be renamed Dragon Catching Palace, twisted and paranoid, and collect dragon blood descendants everywhere to find dragon bones, regardless of weapons or remains.
It's clear that those in power have some agenda.
I read it for a long time without realizing it, and finally finished the last page...
Close the book.
I looked up to find the candlelight flickering.
Shaking his head, he put away the bamboo bench, walked to the bookshelf and stood on tiptoe to put the files in place.
Stretching and yawning, feeling slightly hungry and thirsty.
"It has nothing to do with us. Let's go eat."
