This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 24
The trip to Wuyishan was indeed not in vain.

Huanglong was playing with the Luobao money in his hand, and fell into a dilemma, Luobao money never falls, even the Xiantian Lingbao will be in his pocket, but it needs to consume his own luck.

No wonder Xiao Sheng became a free and unrestrained celestial being, and became the true spirit on the list of gods. It's not because he didn't know the trick and acted recklessly, that's why he became Zhao Gongming's younger brother.

It can also be regarded as the cause and effect of repaying Lingbao.

But even though there are usage restrictions, it still can't hide the power of Luobao money, but it can be lent to other people for use, and the treasure belongs to oneself. Isn't that what Daoist Randeng does?

When Huanglong refined Luobao money, he flew across thousands of mountains and rivers without knowing it, and saw the races in the prehistoric wilderness, each with its own uniqueness, the spirit of Lei Ze, and the body of a dragon head.

There are rat people, who are good at interrupting, and seem to belong to Taoist Duobao.

Huang Long let out a soft snort, and lowered his head from the clouds, looking at a large iron pot erected in a tribe of witches, the burning flames seemed to burn the world to the ground.

The tribe of Vulcan Zhurong.

After Huanglong looked at his Taoist robes and found that there was no disrespect, he walked in the tribe. In the tribe, there were children fighting with bulls and rough men forging iron.

In the center of the tribe, there was a stellar iron cauldron, burning fiercely, but the water inside didn't seem to be boiling at all. Above the sky, Huang Long took a look and realized that it was an ice dragon that had successfully cultivated.

Among the dragon clan and the four seas, there are more than tens of thousands. Although karma is entangled, it does not prevent them from working day and night. In the four seas, there are all kinds of strange cross-species exchanges.

The offspring born have their own merits.

Some Jiaolong are more powerful than the Dragon Clan.

For example, the great sage who overwhelmed the sea was just a black flood dragon who practiced Taoism for thousands of years.

Huanglong stood on the side, looking at the Wu clan around him, whispering to each other.

Sunset with few stars.

I don't know how many days and nights I haven't seen a pot of dragon meat boiling, and the somewhat irritable Uncle Yan is the great witch of the Zhurong tribe.

Dazzling flames fell on the star iron pot, but it didn't have much effect.

The mysterious fire was burning, but the ice dragon in the star iron pot had faint signs of transforming into a dragon, hovering above the water surface, roaring ferociously.

"Uncle Yan, I haven't eaten the meat in the pot for three days and three nights, how long will it take?" The simple and honest man next to him carried an arrow basket on his back, and a black iron ice bow on his broad shoulders.

Since coming here, the relationship between Huang Long and the two of them has been pretty good. The men of the Wu clan are basically well-developed brains and simple limbs, so it is very easy to make friends.

Of course, it is limited to wine and meat friends.

Eat wine in a big bowl, drink meat in a big bowl.

"The ice dragon is cultivating the way of ice, and it must take some time." Yan Bo smiled honestly, and glanced at the people around him bitterly, everyone was already hungry.

want to eat?
But it can't be eaten raw.

"broken."

Huanglong looked at the phantom of the floating ice dragon. After the ice dragon transforms into a dragon, it will go straight to the sky. At that time, it will be even more difficult to catch one back. Can only be dejected.

A psychedelic luster.

Reflecting all kinds of illusory shadows on the water, Hou Yi looked at the ice dragon in the iron pot of stars, which was as transparent as a mirror, with scales peeling off, and the inside was already a little red, and he swallowed.

"It should be ripe soon."

"Huang Long is your fellow clan, don't you get angry?" A female voice beside him awakened Huang Long from his contemplation, he was vigilant to prevent the ice dragon from escaping, and smiled sadly.

"It's just an ice dragon."

The Dragon Clan would not admit it at all, unless it was an orthodox Dragon Clan, that is, Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, dared to say that he was a Dragon Clan.

Dragons are full of treasures. If you look at the Heavenly Court Banquet and Beiming sea area, there are rocs who like to eat dragons. Among all the prehistoric peoples, there are not a few people who eat dragons, but most of them are not real dragons.

But Hualong.

The carp crosses the Longmen.

It's just the direction of the Scaled Armor clan's cultivation.

If they are all real dragons, then the dragon clan is still the most powerful force in the prehistoric world, and there is no such thing as a demon emperor or a heavenly emperor, so let's wash up and sleep.

Besides, the real dragons are afraid that they are all curled up in the four seas, and they will never come to the mainland to wander.

"Dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, I heard that it is a delicacy in the wild, I want to try it." Jiufeng swallowed, showing a look of reminiscence.

Huang Long covered his forehead.

The witches around him are not only rough men, even witches, they all have big waists and thick necks, and they don't even think about the difference. Phoenix is ​​the undead mountain in the south of life.

Since the phoenix family returned to seclusion, only a small number of phoenixes, curled up in the undead mountain, have the talent of nirvana, so they can be called phoenixes, reborn from the ashes, as for the god birds without talents.

Basically, they have been expelled from the Phoenix group and become other types, such as Qingluan and Baihe.
Still wanting to eat is basically an idiot's dream.

Even Zu Wu dare not say that he can go to the Undead Mountain to catch the phoenix, pluck the hair, hot water, and barbecue.

time flies.

When Huang Long chatted with Hou Yi and Jiu Feng, Uncle Yan carefully watched the broth in the pot.

The taste is getting better and better.

Don't wait a day.

An ice dragon rises abruptly from the water. The transparent scales are almost integrated with the surrounding light, and his figure cannot be seen at all. Huanglong releases his divine thoughts.

It was only then that the body of the ice dragon was captured.

The ice dragon seemed to want to escape, but in the base camp of the Wu Clan, it seemed to be thinking too much. In Huanglong's perception, the ice dragon was just left with instinct, as if it had been captured before.

All wisdom has been lost.

More likely, they are like captive fishing dragons, who don't know how to change form.

Originally, he thought it would be difficult for the ice dragon to cultivate, so he begged Yan Bo for favors and let the ice dragon go, but in the end he held back, his mind was confused, and he followed instinct completely.

Man is different from beast.

Even if it is placed on the Yaozu, it will not admit that the ice dragon is a living being.

"disease!"

Hou Yi beside him draws a bow and shoots an arrow.

Hit the target directly.

In Huanglong's line of sight, the ice dragon spit out a dragon bead and escaped into the void. Huanglong used his sleeves to directly collect the fleeing dragon bead.

It is an ice spirit bead.

On the other hand, the ice dragon was already dying, and was thrown into the Xingchen iron pot by Uncle Yan. In less than three quarters, the water splashed to the boil. In Huanglong's sight, the ice dragon was completely cooked.

"I see."

Because the witch clan can't use Lingbao, Huanglong is naturally cheaper.

No wonder a thousand-year-old dragon has developed a lot of cultivation before it was born with intelligence. It turned out that it was the Ice Dragon Ball that caused the trouble.

Almost transformed the dragon into an ice dragon.

However, in the end it was a failure.

Completed a group of big bosses.

Big bowl of meat.

Drink in a big bowl.

Huanglong took a bowl of meat, and Jiufeng beside him put his arms around his shoulders, chattering endlessly.

(End of this chapter)