As a huge motorcade poured out of Pinjiang, Su Xing looked back.
The tall archway engraved with "Zhenzhu Town" is shrouded in mist, like a big mouth spitting out carriages and pedestrians.
And the entire Pearl Town has been shrouded in fog.
This fog is created by a large formation, which isolates the inside and outside, and is very magical.
It seems that the Pearl Town Formation rumored in the market is a remnant of an ancient formation that has been handed down, which is somewhat credible.
Along the road, the continuous Red Dragon Altar stretches forward, and occasionally devout mortal believers can be seen kneeling on the ground in ragged clothes, kowtowing step by step, and heading towards White Bird Lake.
When the convoy arrived near White Bird Lake, the scenery was completely different from the one seen a few days ago.
In the distance, I saw a layer of mist covering the area where mortals originally gathered on the shore of White Bird Lake. Under it, densely packed mortals gathered like raging waves.
There were faint sounds of gongs, drums and shouts, and some sacrificial activities seemed to be being held on several wooden platforms.
Wisps of aroma like cooking smoke floated up from the crowd, gathering into a thin cloud-like mist.
Five Essence-level Dragon Seed Fate Linkers are all on the same huge carriage.
Luo Qianqian wrinkled her nose, looked at the ant-like crowd in the distance, and said coldly:
"Merely offering sacrifices wastes money and wastes people."
Yun Meirong, who was sitting next to her, looked away from Su Xing. Hearing these words, he seemed to become interested and retorted with a sweet smile:
"The various sacrifices of your Dayu royal family are not inferior to those of Pinjiang."
Luo Qianqian looked at her coldly and said nothing.
Yun Meirong seemed to defend Pinjiang City and said with a smile:
"Furthermore, it is said that the previous Dragon Climbing Conferences were not so mobilizing, and some of them even did not even have Essence Blood level. However, in the Dragon Climbing Conference seven years ago, there was an Essence Blood level dragon species. There must be a lot of excitement.”
Yun Meirong's eyes suddenly left Luo Qianqian and moved to the stiff old man wearing a hood who was sitting away from everyone:
"You think so, fellow Taoist Dead Zombie?"
Everyone is not stupid. Listening to this, Yun Meirong seems to think that the old man Zizhuang knows the Dragon Climbing Society very well.
Su Xing's eyes flashed. As a lifeless zombie, the dead old man could actually form a fate with a dragon species, and he had many secrets hidden in him.
The stiff old man stood around like a dead tree, as if he didn't hear anything.
Yun Meirong didn't care at all. At this time, she no longer looked as obsessed as when she saw Su Xing in the market. There was a shrewd look on her face, and she looked around at everyone in the carriage:
"Don't you think it's strange? Among all the dragon cultivators in the town, none of them comes from the Dragon Temple?"
He glanced at Jiang Yu:
"You don't count. You are the one who drove away the snakes."
He continued:
"Since everyone's methods of obtaining dragon seeds are very similar, and they all happened by chance in Pinjiang in the past few months, is it possible that among the many monks in the Dragon Temple, none of them are unlucky enough to obtain dragon seeds?"
Everyone looked at her, and Yun Meirong smiled slightly:
"Of course it's impossible. Moreover, I think the number of people will not be small, and even the number of people at the essence level will not be inferior to us."
Su Xing's eyes moved slightly. He once met Lu Ke in the temple, and the other party offered ten spiritual stones in exchange for the dragon seed in his hand, but he refused.
It shows that Pinjiang City is indeed very indifferent to the ownership of the dragon species and will not take it back by force. But at the same time, dragon species are not rejected. It is normal for monks to have a destiny.
And if this is the case, then in the Dragon Climbing Meeting, the dragon monks from the Dragon Temple are a natural alliance. And because of the understanding of the Dragon Climbing Club, it obviously has a huge advantage.
"There is only one true dragon in the world. There is only one person who can climb the Dragon Gate." Finally, the stiff old man in the corner spoke hoarsely.
Yun Meirong's eyes lit up. As soon as the dead old man opened his mouth, he gave some new information. It was not in vain for her to hurry up and ask Menzhong to investigate the other party's information. So she smiled and said:
"If this is the case, the Dragon Temple will naturally not give this opportunity to outsiders. Of course, all of you who can be selected by the dragon species are all people with strong fortunes and ambitions.
But I think because of this, no one is willing to be excluded by the people from the Dragon Temple before the finish line, right?
So I think we 'outsiders' are natural allies at this moment. "
Yun Meirong stated his interests and revealed his intention to form an alliance. Everyone in the carriage looked thoughtful.
After a while, Jiang Yu looked serious and was the first to answer:
"I agree! Since I took the risk to participate in this Dragon Climbing Meeting, I will naturally go further."
Everyone has not forgotten that participating in the Dragon Climbing Meeting is risky. If you fail, you will at least end up being unable to make progress for ten years.
Several people are talented people, and they are willing to take such big risks, of course for the greater benefit.
Yun Meirong glanced at the remaining people. Luo Qianqian and old man Zizhan almost had a conflict in Zhenzhu Town, which was the biggest obstacle to the alliance.
Passing by these two people, his eyes fell on Su Xing with a smile.
Being stared at by Yun Meirong, Su Xing's eyelids twitched slightly. In this woman's fiery eyes, he always felt as if he was missing a few pieces of clothing.
However, Su Xing also understood what she was looking at at this moment. He was the only one who could suppress Luo Qianqian, who was born in the Dayu royal family, and he was suitable to be the icebreaker.
It was also in his interest to form an alliance. After thinking about it for a moment, he said:
"I agree."
Su Xing's words really served as the final word.
Not long after he spoke, a low voice came from the dead old man:
"I'm joining."
Luo Qianqian glanced at everyone in the carriage coldly, stayed on Su Xing for a while, and said two words concisely:
"agree."
There was no expected sarcasm or difficulty. This young Supervisor of Heavenly Affairs showed her quite mature side, which surprised everyone.
But everyone also understood, or thought of another point. In previous Dragon Climbing Conferences, I have never heard of anyone successfully climbing the dragon. Correspondingly, the number of Essence-Blooded Dragon Connectors is extremely small.
But this time, there are only five people present. If you include those hidden in the Dragon Temple, the number of Essence Blood Dragons and ordinary dragons will be far greater than the previous ones combined.
This time, they will be the ones most likely to succeed in climbing the Dragon Gate!
The fish leaps and transforms into a dragon!
A touch of fire passed through the hearts of several people.
There was silence in the carriage for a while, and after a while, the hoarse and harsh voice of the stiff old man was heard slowly:
"I did participate in the last Dragon Climbing Meeting."
The dead old man is a zombie but can still connect with the dragon species. Everyone has some speculations in their minds, but now they are still shocked when they hear him say that he has participated in the dragon climbing meeting.
He seemed to sigh inaudibly under his hood, and continued:
"At that time, I was still human, a living person."
