I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 184 Dragon Palace Wrath

"It's been 8000 years!" The Dragon King of the West Sea sighed.

"Yes, it's been 8000 years! The Dragon Clan hasn't set foot on the land of China for 8000 years." The Dragon King of Beihai also sighed.

"The Zhenlong Stone is a hidden danger after all. No matter why the Zhenlong Stone is missing or in whose hands, we must find it." The Dragon King of the East China Sea looked serious:
"What if someone rushes out holding the Dragon Stone at the critical moment of attacking Shenzhou in the future? What should we do then? Are you going to go up there, or should I go up there?"

"The other party has the strength to not disturb anyone and take away the Dragon-Suppressing Stone. How terrifying is his cultivation? We can really provoke him?" The Dragon King of Xihai lowered his voice: "If you anger the other party, throw the Dragon-Suppressing Stone into the sea. When the time comes What should we do? It's better to pretend we don't know, and don't cause more trouble. The opponent took away the Dragon Stone at a critical moment, there must be some conspiracy, it's not a coincidence."

The hall fell into silence, and the four dragon kings looked at each other, all silent.

While he was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and saw a figure galloping quickly from a distance, with stumbling steps and a panicked voice:
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's not good! It's not good! In the Hall of Lights, Elder Ao Qin's light has gone out."

"What?" Ao Guang was startled when he heard the words: "How is it possible? Although Gui Ling is a reckless person, she is definitely not a person who does not know the importance of the seriousness. Even if Ao Qin is taken away, she will never kill her and take him. life."

Stepping forward, he grabbed the shrimp soldier by the collar: "Have you found out clearly?"

"No mistake." Xia Bing said.

"Lead me to the Palace of Lights."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea still couldn't believe it, he walked quickly all the way to the Hall of Bright Lights, and then saw a light that was extinguished in the hall, it was undoubtedly Ao Qin's natal light.

"People should not be killed by the turtle spirit. Although the turtle spirit is willful, it can't do such a thing." The North Sea Dragon King said.

"Does it matter if it was killed by the turtle spirit?" The Dragon King of the East China Sea suddenly sighed meaningfully.

After saying this, everyone in the hall was shocked, and the bodies of the four dragon kings trembled suddenly.

"Brother, what do you mean?" The Dragon King of the North Sea made a slight test.

"This is a good opportunity! A perfect and excellent excuse." The Dragon King of the East China Sea said.

The four dragon kings looked at each other, and the West Sea Dragon King said, "That's right, it's an opportunity. First send a large army into Middle Earth and seize some of its rivers."

Shengtian Painting Academy
Huo Taixian was holding a paintbrush in his hand, standing in front of the table, sketching lightly in his hands, beside him, Babao fell into a deep sleep under a blanket, with green smoke curling up from the incense burner, the incense seemed to be a conscious spirit, pouring into Babao Between the nose and mouth.

"You force her to continue her life like this, hang on to her last breath, and make her live in a daze all day long. It's almost worse than death. How long can you last?" Jin Chanzi sat in front of Babao, her pink face The little hand touched his chin.

Jin Chanzi grows very fast, but in less than a month, he has grown to the size of a two-year-old child, and he can run around the painting academy by himself.

Ever since he was able to run, Jin Chanzi has been dependent on Huo Taixian, eating and drinking in Huo Taixian's yard all day long.

"Do you know the fate Gu?" Huo Taixian asked.

"As Jin Chanzi, I am one of the Gu insects in the world, do you think I know it?" Jin Chanzi said angrily.

Hearing this, Huo Taixian stopped painting, and simply stopped to look at Jin Chanzi: "How much do you know about Destiny Gu?"

"Time and space come first, fate second, karma third." Jin Chanzi said without thinking.

Hearing this, Huo Taixian frowned: "The patriarch of the Academy of Natural Painting used the Gu of Destiny as his natal scroll."

"The Academy of Natural Painting? I've heard of it." Jin Chanzi said: "Then you have to be careful, the fate Gu can play with the fate in the dark, and it's hard to guard against."

"You are so powerful, how powerful should the Time Gu, Fate Gu, and Karma Gu be?" Huo Taixian asked.

"You can't say that." Jin Chanzi shook his head: "The more powerful the Gu, the harder it is to transform into form, and it is difficult to open up the spiritual wisdom. Although I am not as good as the three Gu, but I have already transformed, and I don't know how much I have practiced. Wan, if we really fight, those three unformed Gu worms are nothing more than a slap to me."

Having said that, Jin Chanzi paused: "Of course, if the three Gu worms were transformed, killing me would be a matter of slap."

Huo Taixian was about to continue asking about the Destiny Gu, when suddenly there was a change in the list of gods, and a sense came from somewhere, and then Huo Taixian sensed Lingxiao Palace, saw the list of gods floating in the Tiangong, and saw a wandering soul Floating in a daze in front of the list of gods.

"Ao Qin! He's actually dead, and his soul was attracted by the list of gods because it was branded on the list of gods." Huo Taixian looked at the wandering soul in the scroll of the Lingxiao Palace, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

How did Ao Qin die?

Didn't the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit let him go?
With a lot of doubts in his heart, Huo Taixian thought flashing in his mind: "If you can't be forgiven, you will be inferior after all."

Although the names of Ming Zhu, Ao Qin and others are engraved on the list of gods, they can only rely on the power of the list of gods because they do not have the seal blessing of the Lingxiao Palace, so they can be regarded as false gods, or quasi-gods.

At the beginning, Huo Taixian's cultivation base was not as good as it was, and the Conferring God skills in the Conferred God List had not been activated, so he had to make such a bad move.

Now that Huo Taixian has a seal, it is natural to prepare for the apotheosis.

The difference between the director and the deputy director is one word, but it is a world of difference, like a ladder to the sky.

Thousands of thoughts flowed in Huo Taixian's mind: "The most important thing right now is to figure out why Ao Qin died suddenly. As a dragon clan, and also a horned dragon in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Qin died here suddenly, which is not appropriate .”

"The Zhenlong Stone was stolen by me, what if the dragons from all over the world took the opportunity to attack..." Huo Taixian was full of thoughts, and suddenly the scallop flickered on his waist, and a letter appeared in his hand.

"The letter from Mrs. Mingzhu said that it was the young master who killed Ao Qin. There is a mountain where Ao Qin fell. It just so happens that the mountain has already become a god." Thousands of thoughts flowed in Huo Taixian's mind:

"Young Master originally wanted to let Ao Qin go, but he suddenly killed him. How dare he? He also ate Ao Qin to the bone."

"I have to tell the master about this matter." Huo Taixian muttered to himself.

I am afraid that the Dragon Clan will not give up!

It's fine for you to kill people, but it's a bit too much to eat the other party with only the skeleton left.

Huo Taixian put away the brush and sealed the Eight Treasures in the scroll.

"What are you going to do?" Jin Chanzi asked curiously.

"The wind is going to blow!" Huo Taixian said suddenly.

"This is a muddled account, and the Four Seas Dragon Palace will definitely put this muddled account on the head of my Shengtian Painting Academy." Huo Taixian put away the eight treasures, carefully put away the picture scroll, and then walked quickly into Guiling Dojo.

The 13-year-old Lolita-like turtle spirit is sitting cross-legged in front of the water pavilion in the center of the lake. Waves are surging in front of the water pavilion, and an artistic conception is brewing and converging on the water surface.

Harmony between heaven and earth, clear water and clear wind, harmony between man and nature.

Huo Taixian stepped forward and broke into this artistic conception, causing a ray of disharmony in this artistic conception: "Master."

"You don't go to practice, why come here to bother me?" Gui Ling opened his eyes angrily, and the artistic conception of the unity of man and nature disappeared instantly.

"Disciple has something to report, it is extremely urgent." Huo Taixian bowed quickly.

"What's the matter?"

"According to the secret message, Ao Qin is dead."

"What?" Turtle Ling suddenly opened his eyes: "Who did it?"

"Little Lord. He not only intercepted and killed Ao Qin halfway, but also stewed Ao Qin, leaving only a skeleton." Huo Taixian handed over the secret letter in his hand.

"You bastard! You bastard! Bold Guan Zhen, what is he trying to do?" Gui Ling's face flushed red upon hearing the words, and her pink face looked extraordinarily cute.

"I'll kill him." Gui Ling's fair skin flushed red, and he stood up abruptly.

"We have no evidence." Huo Taixian said helplessly: "No one knows. No one can identify the young master."

"Then how did you get the secret report?" Gui Ling looked at Huo Taixian.

"Master should know my "Land Map"." Huo Taixian concealed the past with the land map.

The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit turned around and looked at the lake with a radius of thirty miles. After a long time, she squeezed out a sentence: "Damn the little prince, he wants my Shengtian Painting Academy to fight the dragon clan, and take the opportunity to kill the dragon clan." Da Zhou was dragged into the quagmire of fighting with the Dragon Clan, it was a good plan."

Huo Taixian was silent when he heard the words, this kind of thing is not something he can get involved in.

"I went to see the patriarch, and the dragon-suppressing stone was lost. Sooner or later, the dragon clan and the human race would have a battle, but it was only sooner or later. It's just that Ao Qin's death was not at the right time. If the Southwest dared to plot against us, then we will take the knife at the Southwest. It's been 8000 years on Monday, but it's never been easy to bully." After the turtle spirit finished speaking, it turned into a stream of light and went away, leaving Huo Taixian standing quietly in front of the lake, looking at Wuken Bibo, with eyes showing A touch of emotion:
"The Southwest Hou's breath is broken. The Southwest Hou is just a fake dragon, a fake dragon that paved the way for the real dragon. But it's just a fake dragon, and it's already so difficult, let alone a real dragon?"

In fact, in the face of Southwest Hou's framing, Shengtian Painting Academy was really powerless and couldn't think of any useful solutions.

It is rare for the four seas to have an excuse, so how can they let it go?

Day by day, three days later, suddenly a black wind rolled up, overwhelming black clouds, landslides, tsunamis, landslides and landslides invaded from a distance, accompanied by strong winds and showers, and within a stick of incense, the sky was already melted. made black.

The overwhelming torrential rain fell from the sky crackling, thunder and lightning exploded, lightning bolts connected to the sky, and a trace of the unique stench of the dragon clan spread in the air between the sky and the earth.

"I can smell those loaches." Jin Chanzi stood under the eaves and looked up at the trees that had been torn by the strong wind. The wind and rain ravaged the sky and the earth, and countless flowers withered.

(End of this chapter)