Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1788: Cultivation in the cave, waiting for a hundred years
  Zhang Yan felt the spiritual energy flowing in his chest.

Zhang Yan didn't stop until he was sure that his breath was smooth.

Slowly gathering his spiritual energy, he took back the thousand-year-old flat peach.

"call--"

Today's part of the breath adjustment only allowed Zhang Yan to regain his previous physical strength and skills, and heal the wounds after the battle with Aoying that night.

"The position of Prince Beihai is not easy to fill."

The election for the Beihai Dragon Prince is among the entire dragon clan, and the opponent will certainly not be just Ao Lie.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan shook his head tiredly.

Zhang Yanxian must be facing a group of people from the same clan who also want to run for the Dragon Prince of Beihai.

Only after defeating them all was Zhang Yan qualified to stand on a par with Ao Lie.

If Zhang Yan was defeated by a candidate from the same race in this competition, it would mean that he would have no chance of competing with Ao Lie.

Therefore, Zhang Yan could only win but not lose in this competition.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan entered meditation again.

The refining of thousand-year-old flat peach is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Zhang Yan's patience will consume even more.

In this way, Zhang Yan sat in this temporarily found cave and meditated, refining thousand-year-old flat peaches.

No matter how things outside change, remain unmoved.

People who practice Taoism will be more patient.

This one hundred years sounds like an extremely torturous and long time.

But Zhang Yan was very grateful for the ten thousand years he spent alone in the cave when he first came to this environment.

At that time, there were only flowers, trees, streams, insects and birds around Zhang Yan.

The most boring thing was listening to the system buzzing in his ears.

Repeat to him every day, "Accumulate one hundred experience points."

Zhang Yan feels that meditation is now very common.

When practicing this kind of thing, boredom and loneliness are inevitable. On the other side, the old Dragon King summoned Ao Lie.

"Lie'er."

"Father."

"Sit over here."

The old Dragon King patted the seat next to him.

Ao Lie was secretly surprised.

What an important thing.

Although he and the old Dragon King have a father-son relationship.

But since Ao Lie came of age, the old Dragon King has rarely talked to him in such a close way.

Ao Lie himself was immersed in accumulating power and recruiting troops to expand his power, and he gradually did not care about how to maintain the relationship between father and son.

"Father, is there something important that calls the child here so suddenly?"

The old Dragon King didn't speak for now. Looking at his son who had grown so big in front of him, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

The old Dragon King patted Ao Lie on the shoulder.

"I look like I did back then!"

Although Ao Lie has a bad temper, his style and attitude are very similar to the old Dragon King.

So much so that every time the old Dragon King saw Ao Lie, he felt like he was seeing his younger self.

This kind of similarity has never been seen in the other dragon kings.

Therefore, he always takes more care of the old Dragon King Ao Lie and lets him do everything.

Even though he knew that Ao Lie was secretly recruiting troops to expand his power.

The old Dragon King was so tolerant towards Ao Lie that he almost expected another young version of himself to secure his seat in the Beihai Dragon Palace.

So after Zhang Yan's incident, the old Dragon King had been secretly paying attention to the situation.

Zhang Yan's cultivation skills are actually superior to Ao Lie's.

(End of this chapter)