The Immortal Dragon King of the Dragon Clan

Lu Jianxi suddenly found that there was not a drop of rain on Jiang Yi's face, and his hair and clothes were clean. You must know that he just entered the car in the rain.

Ling Ling?Lu Jianxi was very curious that the dust-free land could achieve this effect, but he didn't have any signs of releasing the words. Who else would use the words to avoid the rain?

"Hello, Mr. Jiang! Grandma is already waiting for you at home."

"Ah."

Jiang Yi rubbed his temples with his hands, leaning on the seat with a tired look on his face. In his recent state, the spiritual load he had just released was heavy, but luckily he knew what interested him.

"Odin?" Jiang Yi thought of the huge figure lying on the World Tree, and his thoughts continued.

Fortunately, the driver Lu Jianxi was very understanding and silent the whole time, which gave him a good ride experience. I have to say that the performance of the car today is better than that of decades ago...

After arriving at the destination, Lu Jianxi got out of the car and opened the big black umbrella that was big enough for three people to hide from the rain, and opened the rear door.

"It's here, Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Yi was still lying on the seat with his eyes closed, and a few seconds later, when Lu Jianxi wondered if he was asleep, Jiang Yi slowly opened his eyes.

It was only after walking indoors that the cold wind outside the house was cut off. Lu Jianxi, who was wearing slippers, rubbed her arms with each other, and found that her behavior was a bit rude, and she didn't look "respectful".

Lu Jianxi recovered her expression in an instant, and said with a straight face, "Mr. Jiang, grandma is waiting for you upstairs, please."

Jiang Yi witnessed the girl's movements without any expression. In his eyes, it is normal for a girl of this age to be childish and weird.

Jiang Yi nodded silently, stepped on the thick carpet upstairs, walked to the room at the end of the corridor, opened the door and walked in, and saw the old man sitting on the sofa directly opposite stood up.

The old man seemed very excited, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face and forehead trembling uncontrollably.

"Small... young master!"

Jiang Yi approached with a smile, stroked the ridge-like wrinkles on the old man's forehead, and said, "Xiuyan, you are getting old again."

Jiang Xiuyan almost choked up, and her words were a bit vague: "It's been 50 years... I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you, young master, in this lifetime."

Jiang Yi helped her to sit down, "Are you only 113 years old? According to the life expectancy of mixed races, you have not reached old age. What are you worried about?"

Jiang Xiuyan explained: "It's been too long for you to 'transform' this time, and there's no news from Longting. I've always thought about turning myself into a dead waiter before I die..."

"After all, it's the ninth and last time of 'Dragon Slough', and even I can't feel the passage of time."

While talking, Jiang Yi stared at the crystal clear porcelain cup on the table, his eyes slowly lost focus: the giant tree reaching straight to the sky was lush with leaves, and the scales of the surrounding giant dragons reflected dazzling light...

"That is to say... have you reached the end of the Godly Rank?"

Jiang Xiuyan asked excitedly, but Jiang Yi said calmly, "It's still the last step."

The fanaticism in Jiang Xiuyan's eyes almost burst out, like the most devout supporter under the throne.

After a long silence, Jiang Xiuyan regained her composure and said again: "The child just now is Yinglian's granddaughter."

"I know, I just smelled a familiar smell on her."

There was another silence, and Jiang Yi fell into memories. For Jiang Xiuyan, a hundred years is a long life, but for him, it is just a drop in the ocean. Many people or things that are important to her, Jiang Yi can only recall after careful thinking. rise.

But there are always some little things that are impressive for no reason. Under the eaves of the big wall of the high courtyard, Xiuyan chatted with Yinglian about what kind of flowers he likes while embroidering a purse.

Yinglian tilted her head delicately and said, "Lotus!"

Jiang Yi broke the silence: "I left something for you in the Dragon Court. The dragon's blood from the 'dragon slough' should be able to give you a second baptism."

Jiang Yi added: "Many things should be more radical, don't be afraid of conflicting with orthodoxy, contact me when necessary."

Jiang Xiuyan hesitated.

"The heritage of orthodoxy is very deep, especially with the development of the country in the past few decades, even European mixed-race families have been trying to reach into the country but have not succeeded." Jiang Xiuyan reminded: "Your strength has not recovered after the dragon slough. , should we take it easy?"

Jiang Xiuyan has been operating in the country for decades, so she naturally knows the orthodoxy very well. With her cautious character, it is best to avoid confrontation with the orthodoxy.

Jiang Yidao: "I can feel that this is an era when many kings are appearing one after another... and the skeleton of the Dragon King is the key to my completion of ascending the gods."

Jiang Xiuyan suddenly realized: "No wonder the young master wants to enter Kassel College."

Jiang Yi nodded and said: "Hilbert-Jean Angers, the top half-breed, was also a hero who could tear apart three generations of breeds in ancient times, plus the European half-breed, which has been established for a century, is undoubtedly the strongest. For a large dragon slaying organization, it will be much less troublesome to enter the Dragon King's battlefield from this angle."

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In the middle of the night, Lu Jianxi held an umbrella in one hand, and supported Jiang Xiuyan in the other, "Grandma, it's raining so heavily, why don't you go tomorrow?"

Jiang Xiuyan just shook her head stubbornly. The dragon blood in her body used to be very thin. After experiencing the first dragon blood baptism, her class even climbed from D-level to B-level. It is like bathing in flames, but it can bring nirvana. The feeling fascinated her.

Jiang Xiuyan rushed to enjoy the Nirvana bestowed upon her, which was the result of her perseverance for 50 years.

The two walked through the villas with umbrellas and came to the lake at the back. The huge lake was very calm, the lights of the villas were reflected in the ripples, and a small boat was docked on the shore.

Lu Jianxi sent Jiang Xiuyan to the boat and returned to the shore alone.

Watching the boat automatically drift towards the lake, Lu Jianxi didn't know where the boat was going to look, and she didn't know what that Mr. Jiang told grandma that made her so excited.

Although there was no wind, the boat floated straight to the center of the lake. Inside the boat, Jiang Xiuyan was sitting on a small bench. The long conversation in the middle of the night did not leave a trace of fatigue on the old man.

Jiang Xiuyan has a dignified makeup and a solemn expression, like a believer paying homage to a holy place, and the messenger who welcomes her is coming soon!

Waves suddenly surged on the calm lake surface, and the boat swayed endlessly in the waves. Two giant black pupils that were larger than the boat rose from the lake surface, emitting dark light to illuminate a large area of ​​the lake surface.

The huge creature emerged from the surface, its wings were on its back, its snout was long and slender, its fangs and pitch-black scales exuded a cold breath!At the bottom of the lake behind the villas, there is actually a giant dragon living!

The giant dragon stretched out its tail to lift the boat and swam to the depths of the lake. The process was very smooth, and even Jiang Xiuyan in the cabin could not feel the slightest vibration.

When Jiang Xiuyan felt that the boat had stopped moving and walked out of the cabin, the torrential rain outside had disappeared and became very bright, although no light source could be seen.

The envoy who greeted her disappeared, and the boat was docked on the island in the center, and the edge of the lake was still invisible, except that the water surface was choppy.

Looking directly at the forest in front, a towering giant tree in the center of the island pierces into the sky, with lush branches and leaves hanging down like a cover.

Although Jiang Xiuyan has not set foot on this land for nearly 50 years, she is still very familiar with the environment here, and she can reach her destination along the stone road under her feet.

Rather than calling it a road, it might as well be described as a square. The light yellow stone slabs are paved into a passage nearly a kilometer wide, spreading straight to the center of the island. This is not a road for human beings to walk on.

Stepping on the island, the sound of the waves and waves seems to be cut off, and only the sound of Jiang Xiuyan stepping on the stone road is left in the deep jungle.

After walking a few steps, a dragon chant came from the giant forest where the branches and leaves were connected. First, there was a sound, followed by the roar of countless dragon chants mixed with fluttering wings.

It's a dragon!Countless giant dragons appeared on the island. The giant dragons with a wingspan of more than [-] meters waved their wings and swept across the air. The huge dragons lay on the thick tree trunks, and their tails dragged vertically on the ground.

Even though it was not the first time seeing this scene, Jiang Xiuyan was once again shocked by the scene of Wanlong coming out!The second-generation species, the third-generation species... Countless dragon blood coercion came, and she should have been prostrate on the ground with her blood, but there seemed to be some power covering and protecting her in the center of the island.

It may have been tens of minutes, or it may have been several hours. Jiang Xiuyan could not feel the passage of time on this island, but kept walking until she stopped in front of the towering giant tree.

The thick trunk of the giant tree is like a mountain peak, and the body of a dragon can be vaguely seen entwined among the dense branches and leaves.

The whole body is red gold, and the coercion brought by the shed shell alone is far better than that of the next generation!

And between the drooping dragon's tail, there was a drop of golden dragon's blood the size of a basketball.

Jiang Xiuyan didn't dare to look directly at the dragon's body and blood, and knelt down in front of the giant tree...

Chapter 3 Kendo

City Children's Palace Kendo Hall.

In the center of the venue, two figures in Taoist uniforms, protective gear, and bamboo knives faced each other, surrounded by a circle of parents leading their children to watch.

Jiang Yi sat on a plastic stool on the sidelines to watch the game. When he passed the Children's Palace just now, he felt the breath of the mixed race, and his blood was not weak.

Jiang Yixin said that the bloodlines of the descendants of the current hybrids are quite high!In addition, the power of technology should not be underestimated.

Jiang Yi curiously came in to check, only to find out that he was still an acquaintance... But even if he came here, he couldn't make a trip in vain.

A teacher outside the field introduced: "The protective gear of kendo consists of four parts: the face, the body, the armor, and the pendant, so it is very safe whether it is in training or in battle..."

The two figures moved amidst the sound of the commentary, and the bamboo knives kept chopping in the air.

Because it is an exhibition match for the enrollment of the Kendo Hall, the two pay more attention to the display of moves, that is, showy, and they are not as straightforward as a real duel. tuition fee.

"The bamboo sword has five knots, and the kendo hakama has five layers of folds. The number five represents the five virtues of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness."

The teacher outside the venue took the opportunity to introduce to a group of parents. The parents nodded frequently after listening to it, and then watched the exhibition game in the center of the venue. They were very satisfied.

Not only can it strengthen the body, but it can also be related to the cultural connotation!There were parents who raised their hands and wanted to sign up their children.

After another 2 minutes, the two performers in the arena stopped, took off their faces and saluted each other.

They were a middle-aged man and a boy. The middle-aged man had slightly bald hair, a decent face with Chinese characters, and a strong arm holding a bamboo knife.

When the boy took off his hair, he attracted the attention of many female parents and girls in the field, especially when he was combing his sweat-wet hair, his face was expressionless, his light chestnut eyes glanced around calmly, and he looked at himself. After tidying up the protective gear, the air was full of hormones.

"This is the owner of the Kendo Gym. He has the strength of seventh-dan kendo, and the other is our outstanding student Chu Zihang, who is now studying in Shilan Middle School!"

The off-site teachers are well versed in the economics of appearance, and seize any opportunity to recruit students!

"Then can I be in the same class as Brother Chu Zihang when I enter the gym?"

A girl asked, and the teacher outside the venue rolled his eyes and said, "Chu Zihang has already graduated from our training class, but he will often go back to the Children's Palace to practice kendo, and teach the new juniors and sisters by the way."

The girl was very satisfied, and immediately clamored for her parents to pay the tuition.

There was some noise in the venue, and the owner was surrounded by parents who were consulting. There were also many girls who wanted to get close to Chu Zihang under the guise of consulting and studying, but even the courageous and outgoing girls couldn’t get close to the paralyzed Chu Zihang. step out.

Today is the weekend, Chu Zihang was invited to play an exhibition match, and it was hard to refuse even the teacher who had taught him.

At the corner, Chu Zihang tidied up the protective gear that had been sorted out.

"The sword is good! It looks like a good foundation."

Chu Zihang raised his head, and it was Jiang Yi, the new classmate in the class. Chu Zihang was not surprised, because he saw Jiang Yi among the crowd just now.

"It's okay to practice casually." Chu Zihang grabbed the protective gear in his hand, "You also come to learn kendo? The teaching level here is indeed not bad."

"Just stroll around!" Jiang Yi took off his sunglasses and said with a smile: "I used to teach a student, I always thought his sword was slow and his swing was not powerful enough, but later on his reputation is not small, you should also listen to it. As I said, his name is Miyamoto Musashi, so my swordsmanship is okay, so I don’t need to learn it.”

Chu Zihang squeezed out a stiff smile on his face, and immediately returned to his original state.In his social etiquette, there should be a little feedback when someone tells a joke, even if the joke is not funny.

Jiang Yi picked up a bamboo knife and broke it with his hands, "Let's practice? I haven't used it for a long time, and I guess it's unfamiliar."

Chu Zihang's pupils opened slightly in surprise, and he saw that the bamboo knife was bent into a U shape by Jiang Yi casually, and he didn't even feel any strain on his comfortable face.

The bamboo knife is made of four pieces of dried bamboo tied together. It is very tough, and ordinary people do not have this strength.

Chu Zihang nodded, picked up the bamboo knife beside him, "There are a lot of people here, let's go inside."

He is not a combative person, but it is rare to meet people who can inspire him to fight.

Jiang Yi followed Chu Zihang to an internal training room. Chu Zihang pointed to a cabinet beside him and said, "There are clean Taoist uniforms and protective gear inside."

Jiang Yi smiled and waved his hands: "Let's chat with each other casually, as long as we click, we don't need to wear protective gear."