The first dragon of all time

Whoosh! ...

There is a galaxy teleportation array in the holy land of the three major sects in the Kunlun Realm. However, Long Qingchen did not use it because he didn't know where to go, or in other words, he didn't particularly want to go, so he flew directly out of the Blue Star. atmosphere, flying aimlessly in space.

In the vast space, he was like a speck of dust, inconspicuous. Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Pluto, Neptune, and Pluto were left behind him in turn, leaving the solar system and heading into a wider starry sky.

More than a year later, we left the Milky Way and entered the "vacuum zone" without stars.

The galaxy is like a huge magnet, attracting the surrounding stars. Therefore, a "vacuum zone" will appear between galaxies.

"Comfortable."

Long Qingchen flew to a meteorite, lay down, rested his head on his arms, closed his eyes, and began to fall asleep, regardless of where the meteorite would eventually fly.

It is indeed very comfortable. Since leaving the Ancient Dragon Realm, he has been either practicing, competing with other young geniuses, or fighting life and death battles. He has not had any leisure time for a long, long time.

"Just have a good sleep in space. As for where this meteorite will fly, it doesn't matter."

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep and had several dreams in a row.

I dreamed of Long Qinghu, Long Bingling, Long Baiyu, clan elders, Yang Gu, Yang Xue, Lin Mu, Nangong Wan'er, Qiling Taoist, Zhou Zhiruo, the Lizard Dragon clan who were still in Tianyao Star... Waiting for old friend.

I dreamed about Long Jinxuan'er in the Tiansu Galaxy and her unborn little one, Long Kongli didn't know if she was pregnant, Long Kongkong... and so on.

I also dreamed that my father, Long Qinghao, had gone to the Heaven-Eating Martial Arts Clan. For the sake of the Dragon Clan, the Heaven-Eating Martial Arts Clan probably wouldn't do anything to my father.

"Look at that meteorite, there seems to be a person on it!"

When the meteorite passed by a huge space ship, a girl in purple spotted him on the deck and exclaimed.

In fact, although he was sleeping, Long Qingchen's senses had already discovered this huge space ship, but he just ignored it.

This spaceship is indeed too huge, a bit "bloated", like a huge island.

There are more than 100,000 people living on the spaceship, including men, women, old and young, practitioners, birds and animals. There are also markets, streets, and shops, like a moving city.

This spaceship reminded Long Qingchen of a special group—the cosmic roaming forces!

Some families and sects have no fixed territories and have built their holy places on spaceships, which are always roaming and sailing in space.

I heard that there is a Manxing family like this.

Obviously, this space ship belongs to the space roaming force.

"I can't sense any fluctuations of immortal power from this person. There are three possibilities. The first is that he is not a cultivator, but just an ordinary person. The second is that he has exerted a hidden secret technique on himself. The third is that he is not a cultivator, but an ordinary person. , he was seriously injured, his cultivation was completely ruined, and he passed out!"

"Lying on a meteorite and drifting in the vast space, there is no air. Ordinary people have long been suffocated to death. How can he be an ordinary person? Moreover, it can be sensed from his life breath that he is more than 800 years old. Ordinary people People don’t have such a long life, so the first possibility can be eliminated first.”

"The second possibility can also be ruled out, because for cultivators, more than 800 years old is considered a young generation. My cultivation level has reached the level of the second-level Immortal Emperor. It is impossible for a young generation to hide under my nose. Cultivation."

"Since the first possibility and the second possibility have been eliminated, then, only the third possibility is left. He was seriously injured, his cultivation was completely ruined, and he passed out."... .

A large group of men, women and children on the deck were talking about it.

Hearing their speculations, Long Qingchen felt a little funny. Under normal circumstances, their speculations would indeed have no problem. However, they ignored the "cosmic-level young supreme genius" who was under the eyes of the second-level Immortal Emperor. It is not difficult to hide one’s cultivation under one’s clothes...

Obviously, they did not expect this. They did not expect that a person who accidentally discovered lying on a meteorite while sailing would be a "universe-level supreme genius of the young generation." They did not think about it at all, which led to deviations in the speculation.

"The meteorite is about to pass by."

The girl in purple looked anxiously at a fat old man, "Elder Seventeenth, please save him."

The fat old man looked like a Maitreya Buddha, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, especially the long black eyebrows that hung down to his shoulders. He stretched out his hand to stroke his long eyebrows and shook his head slightly, "It's better not to meddle in other people's business. The universe is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, just in case. He has some terrible enemy, and if we save him, it will be like getting into trouble."

Hearing these words, Long Qingchen couldn't help but admire this old man with long eyebrows. Indeed, the most taboo thing among cultivators is to meddle in their own business. When he saw a seriously injured cultivator on the roadside, he extended a helping hand and kindly rescued him. , it may lead to death, so the best way is to take a detour and go farther away, pretending not to see it...

It's not that he's indifferent, it's that the world of cultivation is too dangerous and he has to guard against it.

The girl in purple begged, "Seventeenth Elder, it is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Just rescue him and let him leave as soon as possible after he recovers from his injuries. He will not cause any trouble."

"All right."

The old man with long eyebrows was a little helpless, "Yuanyuan, you are just too kind. Kindness is not a good character for a cultivator. Sooner or later, it will harm you. It has already harmed you, just like the incident a few days ago. In the sect competition, with your strength, you could obviously defeat Xiangyu, advance to the top ten of the competition, and get a spot in the inner sect. However, you were worried about Xiangyu being injured, so you didn't dare to go all out and restrained yourself. Instead, you were defeated by Xiangyu. Let me tell you what’s good about you.”

The purple-clothed girl shook her head slightly, "Senior sister Xiangyu became an outer disciple before me. She got the inner sect quota. This is what she should do. As a junior sister, I should also show courtesy."

The old man with long eyebrows smiled bitterly, "You treat her as a senior sister and let her go, but she may not treat you as a junior sister. Why are you so stupid?"

The purple-clothed girl frowned and said, "Seventeenth Elder, stop talking. Senior Sister Xiangyu will be angry if she hears it. You'd better save people quickly."

Whoosh! ...

The long-browed old man swayed, flew to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com under the meteorite, and carried the entire meteorite back to the deck of the ship.

Buzz! ...

He stretched out his hand, put it on Long Qingchen's wrist, released the induction, checked Long Qingchen's "injury", and called, "Little brother, wake up."

Long Qingchen's heart moved. This was the first time he encountered the roaming forces in the universe, and he was still a little curious. It would not be bad to live on this spaceship for a few days. Thinking of this, he reversed his breath slightly and imitated Injured and comatose...

After the investigation, the old man with long eyebrows took out a pill, gave it to Long Qingchen, and said to the girl in purple, "He is indeed seriously injured and will need a period of recovery before he can wake up."

The girl in purple said, "Seventeenth Elder, I live in a four-person outer dormitory. It's not convenient for him to be accommodated. Otherwise, you can take him back and place him in your home."

"Okay, for Yuanyuan's sake, I'll just help you to the end."

The long-browed old man smiled bitterly, picked up Long Qingchen, and kicked the meteorite back into space.