Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

“Isn’t that still tomb robbing?!”

After a short period of thinking, Zhou Li figured out Liu Gong's thinking, and then asked in shock: "Is there any difference between private antiquities excavation and gold mining?"

"I do not know."

Shaking his head, Liu Gong knocked on the door and said calmly: "This is one of the reasons why I don't have a good relationship with him."

"Please come in."

The moment there was a knock on the door, the somewhat worn wooden door opened by itself. Liu Gong walked in without being surprised and lit the oil lamp beside him. And on the pile of books piled up on a hill not far away, a strong man with short hair, wearing a coarse cloth, was flipping through the books on his knees and said without raising his head:

"Please come back tomorrow if you want to find a grave. If you want to explore the secret realm, please explain in which direction it is. If you don't pick it up in the capital, it's easy to lose your head. If you don't pick it up in Sichuan and Shu, I can't scold those maids. If you don't pick it up in Beiliang, there are ghosts in that place. Of course. , if you are thirsty and want a cup of tea, please pour yourself a cup, and don’t forget to put the tea cup into the sink for me. Thank you.”

The man's rapid-fire words confused Zhou Li, but he was absolutely certain that this man's level of gossip was on par with Liu Gong's. Even Tang Wan didn't agree that the two were not related by blood.

"Cough cough."

Liu Gong coughed.

"Dad?!"

As if from muscle memory, the man suddenly raised his head, his square and angular face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking particularly upright. He looked at Liu Gong at the door in surprise. He turned over nimbly and climbed down from the mountain of books. He quickly ran to Liu Gong and said in shock: "Why are you here?"

"I can't come and see you?"

Liu Gong said with a straight face, "I am your father."

"You've never liked my job. Why can't I be shocked when it suddenly happens?"

The man touched his head and muttered. Then he seemed to have thought of something and took a teapot from nowhere. He magically took out three cups, poured the tea, and handed them to Zhou Li and Liu Gong.

"Who is this little brother?"

The man put the tea cup into the reluctant Liu Gong's hands, then looked at Zhou Li and asked kindly: "Are you here to find the grave?"

"Don't let your grave die day by day."

Frowning tightly, Liu Gong scolded: "Look at you, you are not standing or sitting down, the house is not tidy, the books are piled up in a mess, and they are not sorted, and the door is not locked, in case something comes, If you are a thief, you have to trouble the government again. Forget it, you don't know what you are doing. If you are investigated and come back to me, I can't afford to lose this person."

"It's okay. I know everyone in Shangrao, and no one will come to pick my lock."

He stretched out his hand and pulled the rope on the side, and a mechanical sound suddenly sounded under the broken wooden door. The man known as Ma Chenglong grinned and said, "I am also the deputy sect leader of the Jiqiao Sect. Dad, don't forget who taught you how to make a semi-automatic recliner."

"Hmph, it's a crooked way."

Liu Gong snorted coldly, held the tea cup, flicked his sleeves and found a chair to sit on.

Zhou Li glanced at Liu Gong, who was at odds with him, and didn't bother to deal with it. He walked directly to Ma Chenglong and said to him: "Brother Cheng, it's like this. I have something to ask for..."

According to Liu Gong, his son has been extremely talented since he was a child, has a friendly personality, studies hard, and has a very adventurous spirit. His teacher said that Ma Chenglong must be a talented person and his future achievements will not be less than those of Liu Gong.

Then, in response to Liu Gong's expectations, Ma Chenglong resolutely chose to dig archaeological graves between the two choices of "serving an official in politics" and "killing enemies on the battlefield."

Liu Gong was so angry that he didn't get out of bed for three days.

But fortunately, Ma Chenglong did not actually dig and rob graves. According to Ma Chenglong, what he did was to "recover history, find the truth, and explore the unknown" rather than making profits from it. This can also be seen from Ma Chenglong's small house. After all, for a six-level spiritual master to get to this point, it actually speaks volumes about the other party's persistence and integrity.

Therefore, under Liu Gong's instruction, Zhou Li told Ma Chenglong about Qianyun.

"Control your mind?"

Ma Chenglong scratched his head after hearing this request, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Me?"

"you can not?"

Liu Gong snorted coldly and said, "You uncle don't want to help your niece?"

"Then I definitely want to help. Qianyun is so cute. She was just a lump when she called me uncle. I even took her to climb Wugong Mountain." Ma Chenglong touched his head and said with a headache: "Dad , if you ask me to teach Xiaoyun how to control dragon transformation, will you..."

"Can you help?"

Liu Gong asked bluntly.

"help."

With a hiss, Ma Chenglong stamped his foot and said, "I'll definitely help. That's my niece. There's no way I won't help, but..."

"Can I not transform into a dragon?"

As soon as Ma Chenglong opened his mouth, Zhou Li was stunned.

"Are you a dragon too?"

Zhou Li said in shock.

"I'm...uh uh..."

Ma Chenglong didn't know how to describe it for a while, and Liu Gong didn't help him. After a brief hesitation, Ma Chenglong waved his hand as if resigned, and suddenly, an earthy yellow halo flickered on him. Soon, the "Dragon Man" with the left half of his face khaki and the right half of his face green wood appeared in front of Zhou Li.

"Innate earth and wood dragon soul."

Ma Chenglong said solemnly.

"puff."

Zhou Li really couldn't stand it.

"Ma Chenglong's mother is the sister of Queen Ma, so Ma Chenglong happened to inherit the blood of Hou Tulong. And my mother was a princess during the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and later rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty and entered the Ming Dynasty. I did not inherit my mother's Aoki Dragon Soul But this kid inherited it."

Sighing, Liu Gong didn't know whether to be grateful or speechless, and said: "So, Ma Chenglong should be the only ordinary person in the world who has two dragons, civil and wood, and can also transform into a dragon."

"Is this an ordinary person?"

Zhou Li said in shock.

"At least not from the royal family."

After being released from the dragon transformation, Ma Chenglong shrugged and said boredly: "I rarely transform into a dragon on weekdays. After all, the appearance after dragon transformation is too scary, and I always need to explain to those people that I am not a royal nobleman. Trouble. Very."

"You get a good deal and still act nice."

Liu Gong snorted coldly.

"You snort almost more often than you speak."

Zhou Li complained.

"But when it comes to controlling dragon transformation, I can really do it."

Green dragon scales appeared on his right hand, turned into earthy yellow, and finally disappeared. Zhou Li was a little surprised by the magic-like operation. Ma Chenglong touched his head and said cheerfully:

"Whether it is Houtu or Qingmu, they both belong to relatively gentle bloodlines. In addition, I like adventure. The most important thing in adventure is a calm and indifferent mind, so I still have a lot of experience in dragon transformation."

"Then you agree?"

Zhou Li asked.

"Do not."

Ma Chenglong shook his head.

"Haha, I knew it wasn't that simple."

Master Ye points at people and smiles.JPG (End of this chapter)