Chapter 325: Yinglong in the Later World
"It seems that everyone doesn't like me?"
The corner of Lei Mo's mouth curled up in disdain, and his eyes swept over them one by one.
"What do you mean? Do you think I am unworthy of this position? Or... do you doubt my ability?"
The thunder on his body exploded violently! It contained not only magic thunder, but also the Dao of the Golden Demon God.
This body is actually the true form of a chaotic god or demon transformed by the Eight-Nine Profound Art. Its aura is so great that even the earthly immortals who got a little too close could not help but take two steps back.
"Ancestor Thunder Demon, we naturally won't doubt your strength."
Chao Feng said coldly: "Besides, the position of high priest has never been based on strength."
He flew down from the clear clouds and came to the main hall at the entrance of Dragon Court and said:
"But not everyone can be the high priest. In our opinion, your qualifications are still far from enough."
Chaofeng spoke frankly, expressing everyone’s thoughts.
"The high priest is the master of sacrifice. You should plan the future for our dragon race, understand the will of heaven, and find out the will of heaven. Can you do it?"
Another celestial being walked out, and his appearance surprised all the dragons.
"Dongfang Longzu, when did you come back?"
"I've been back for a long time."
Dongfang Longzu looked at Lei Mo and said, "I have observed you for a long time, and you have never communicated with Father God once."
"communicate?"
Chen Zhu sneered: "Now that the Way of Heaven has appeared, who would still ask about the will of the Father God?"
"What's yours is yours. If it's not yours, it's useless even if you get it. Wasn't the Taoist Taiji killed for this reason before?"
"Didn't Ancestor Kunpeng also suffer because of this?"
The Thunder Demon snorted coldly: "Since you were once the Dragon Ancestor, I won't bother with you. Otherwise, today, every one of you will be in trouble!"
He strode forward and was about to enter the Dragon Court.
But at this moment, an immortal sword blocked Chen Zhu's way.
"Chaos God!"
Jin Wuchou's eyes were filled with hatred: "Anyone can go in, they can recognize you, but... I don't recognize you!"
His voice became resounding and deafening:
"My sword! I don't approve!"
Oh no, how did I meet this stubborn kid?
Chen Zhu's thunder demon expression did not change at all, but he screamed in his heart!
Where is Zulong? Why isn’t he speaking?
I have been troubled for so long!
And Dream God, you dragged the Earth Ancestor to watch the show? How did I call you back to be the Great Rongsi in the first place?
And! Jin Luo, you bastard, you had a grudge against me before, but now that he is blocked, why don’t you come out and say a word?
Have you forgotten who saved you in the North Sea?
If it were someone else, it would be easy to deal with, but this Jin Wuchou was different. It was no different from his sword. Either he cut it in half, or he broke it directly.
Jin Wuchou's eyes were firm: "The position of high priest can only belong to Zhu Jiuyin, you... can't take it away."
"Jin Wuchou, do you want to fight me?"
Chen Zhu snorted coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will melt your sword?"
"I can kill you."
Endless killing intent spread in Jin Wuchou's pupils.
This is the thing in the mountain of corpses. If we really want to take it out, Chen Zhuguang may not be able to block it with his real body of the Thunder Demon.
After all, Lei Mo’s current cultivation level is Yuan realm.
not to mention……
Zulong, you bastard, if you don’t speak up, he will leave!
No, I can’t leave. I am a thunder demon now and cannot reveal my true nature, otherwise I will just beat everyone here half to death!
Humph, it’s the first day of the Imperial Court session, Zulong, you don’t want everyone to know what happened, right?
Finally, a voice was heard from the Imperial Court.
"Everyone, please make way for now."
Zulong stood up from the throne, and all the saints stepped back slightly.
Jin Wuchou still didn't give in!
"Emperor, the position of high priest can only belong to Zhu Jiuyin!"
He insisted on his statement: "If I am not offering sacrifices to God, why should I be a high priest?"
"Zulong frowned. Is this a challenge to his authority?"
This can’t be the first day in the Imperial Court.
"Thunder Demon Ancestor is only a temporary replacement."
He explained:
"The position of the high priest is vacant anyway. When the priest returns, fellow Daoist Lei Mo will naturally give it up."
Jin Wuchou endured the pain and then nodded and stepped aside.
Everyone's expressions looked much better, but Chen Zhu had gone in, and the consequences of Jin Wuchou's defiance of the Emperor had come.
Zulong said calmly, "Jin Wuchou, what do you think you should do if you offend the Lord of Dragon Court?"
This is not a matter of settling scores after the event, but the emperor's majesty cannot be violated.
"Emperor, you said that day that the position of high priest was reserved for the god of sacrifice."
Qing Ying gently reminded: "Jin Wuchou had already died for Honghuang at that time. Considering that he is a first-time offender, please forgive him, Emperor."
"No!"
Before Zulong could speak, Jin Wuchou spoke first:
"Emperor, if Jin Wuchou made a mistake, it is only natural that he should be punished."
He was also a man, so he took up his sword and cut off his limbs.
"Emperor, I wonder if this punishment is enough?"
This is a real blow, a wound caused by sword fighting, which will take thousands of years to heal.
Seeing this, Qishu couldn't help but sigh: "Wuqiu, why are you...?"
"Yeah, yes."
Zulong nodded and threw out a ball of divine light from his hand.
The divine light instantly healed Jin Wuchou's injuries.
"Although you have contradicted me, you should be punished. However, you made great contributions to the world by spreading the Dao and saving the prehistoric world yesterday. You have enhanced the prestige of my dragon clan, so I must reward you."
"One: I grant you a position in the Dragon Court: the position of Great General of the Sword of Saving the World and Sacrificing One's Life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Longting's luck spontaneously condensed and poured into Jin Wuchou.
Jin Wuchou thanked him solemnly: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Well." Emperor Zun continued:
"Second: You are the practitioner of the Three Flowers of the Candle God, and have made great contributions in awakening the memories of past lives for everyone. I will grant you another position: the Candle Awakening God!"
In this way, another wave of good fortune descended, and this good fortune could actually be superimposed!
Jin Wuchou's complete position was revealed: the Godly General who saves the world and sacrifices his own life to awaken the world!
With the arrival of two streams of luck, Jin Wuchou's cultivation level increased significantly!
Everyone was shocked. This had never happened before and this position had real benefits.
Then Zulong said:
"Next, please accept the title of Phantom God."
Qingying stood up from the cushion, and Zulong continued:
"In the past, there was a chaotic god called Huan, who brought blessings to the ancient world after his death. Qingying is the master of Huan Dao and also the supreme god of the innate world."
"Now that you are in my Dragon Court, I naturally cannot treat you unfairly. Please confer the title of Sihuan Dragon God. How about that?"
The luck fell, and Qingying nodded happily.
Zulong asked again: "Where is the Nine Dragons?"
Suddenly, nine divine beasts came in. They were the nine heads of the Nine-Headed Dragon Ancestor, each of whom had come to rebuild.
Looking at them, all the sacred beings in the Dragon Court fell silent.
Zulong's voice was slow and steady: "The evil spirit had planned it, but the Nine-headed Dragon Ancestor figured it out and shattered his own head to warn everyone and died."
"I gave nine lives to the Nine Heads, but they all returned to me."
Zulong loved Jiushou very much, after all, he was his first child.
But now, I can't come back.
"Give, the Nine Gods are the Nine Guardian Generals of Dragon Court, guarding the destiny of Dragon Court!"
After this, everyone was convinced.
On this day, his official positions fell one after another, and his luck also fell again and again.
Longting has become completely active. This official position not only brings them benefits, but also connects their fortunes and feeds back to Longting.
This is a process of mutual growth.
The luck that originally had a hint of golden glow was stimulated by this and suddenly turned into light gold!
The golden aura represents the realm of immortals and also represents the source realm.
The most straightforward manifestation... soon emerged.
Chen Zhu and Qing Ying returned to the Fantasy Dragon Clan. One day, a little dragon was born in the clan.
Although this little dragon was laid from an egg, it was already enveloped by auspicious light while it was still in the gestation stage, and Bai Ze's good fortune was gathering.
It was filled with strong aura, and on the day it hatched, red clouds came from the distance.
"Ancestor Hongyun, you are such a rare guest."
Qingying walked out of the clan. Above the red cloud was the ancestor of Hongyun, riding on the sea of clouds.
"Si Huan Long Shen, I am not a rare guest, I am here to congratulate you, fellow Taoist."
Hong Yun bowed and smiled, "I sensed that a son of revival was born in the Huanlong clan, so I came here to congratulate you and bestow auspicious signs."
"Oh?"
Qingying was surprised. Is there a son who can revive his clan?
Ancestor Hongyun pointed, and the next moment, the dragon egg began to absorb the innate Qi frantically.
It seized the fortune of heaven and earth, and its cultivation level rose steadily. While still in the eggshell, it had already undergone the third, fourth, and fifth transformations...
Then there was a "click" sound, and a ray of fairy light emerged from it.
Then, a pair of wings spread out from the eggshell, and then a real dragon that looked half human and half dragon suddenly appeared!
This dragon looks strange, similar to Chaofeng, but with humanoid form and more majestic!
As soon as it appeared, luck gathered together with a dazzling black color!
He was born with a dark destiny and will surely become a master of Yuan Realm in the future. Even Qingying was shocked by his talent.
"How...how could this happen?"
The Red Cloud Ancestor has begun to roll up red clouds to bless the young dragon.
"Shh!"
Qingying came in front of the young dragon, looked around and said:
"Whose child is this?"
"Swish!" Chen Zhu followed closely behind.
He stared at the young dragon in doubt and uncertainty, feeling incredible.
Not for any other reason, just because this little dragon possesses the power of time.
Xiaolong looked around, still a little dazed, and finally focused his eyes.
Looking up, I saw a monster with half of its body fused with red cloud!
A female monster with green scales all over her body, changing all the time!
There's another... a mortal, oh.
He wanted to speak, but what came out of his mouth was a language he couldn't understand.
"Whose child is this?"
Qingying's voice became louder: "Come here quickly and talk."
Finally, a phantom dragon flew over and said to Qingying:
"Si Huan Long Shen, these children are all fetuses left behind after their parents died."
"They have no parents and are raised by my Phantom Dragon Clan."
"No parents?"
Qing Ying frowned: "Since this boy was born with the black luck, he must be reported to Zulong. You can keep him for the time being."
"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist!"
At this time, Patriarch Hongyun said, "I don't have a disciple yet. This kid looks smart. How about letting him be my disciple?"
The more Patriarch Hongyun looked at the child, the more satisfied he was. No wonder the Heaven gave him a warning and asked him to come and bless him.
"You wish. This is the child of my dragon clan."
Qing Ying refused arrogantly: "Ancestor Hongyun, you are the responsible god, you won't rob me openly, right?"
"How can I rob?"
Hong Yun shook his head: "Since the Dragon God Si Huan does not allow it, then forget it."
He looked back every few steps, constantly looking at the little dragon in front of him.
Born in fairyland, this level of cultivation is truly amazing.
Chen Zhu continued to frown.
"Zhu..." Qingying said a word, but changed his words for fear of being discovered:
"Brother, I have to go prepare things for the sacrifice to the Emperor. Huan Hai is not strong enough, and the Red Cloud Patriarch might come to steal it. Please help me take care of this little dragon."
Chen Zhu couldn't ask for more.
He nodded in agreement, then picked up the little dragon's tail and lifted it up like a mouse.
"Little guy, you have a secret."
Xiaolong was shocked, but he started to mutter in his heart.
This mortal is so strong. My cultivation is at least at the level of a great demon now, but I can't break free.
The mortal raised himself in front of his eyes and stared at them with interest.
"Where are you from?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiaolong's soul was scared. This is not good. This is not an ordinary person. This is a big guy with unimaginable origins!
Being able to see through one's own identity means that one is at least one of the top people in the world in this era!
Xiaolong thought he was going to die, but his face was filled with grief and anger.
"Little thing, do you think you can fool me by not saying anything?"
Chen Zhu carried him to the water's edge outside the Fantasy Dragon Clan.
The vast ocean is endless, and the depth of the water is unfathomable.
He put the little dragon down.
The next moment, waves surged underwater, and countless large fish and aquatic beasts rushed towards the little dragon.
The little dragon's soul was almost scared out of his wits. How could he treat his own kind like this? He screamed in fear. His body was an immortal, but it was just born. He was suppressed by this big shot and couldn't use any of his immortal power!
"let me go!"
He finally spoke: "I don't know what you are talking about, just let me go!"
If I had known this earlier, I would have let the red-robed Taoist take me away no matter what.
Chen Zhu glanced up at the sky.
A red cloud lingered, apparently unwilling to leave. The Red Cloud Ancestor was observing quietly.
"Still want to hide it?"
Chen Zhu simply let go of Xiaolong and let him fall into the water.
"Gudong, gudong!"
Xiaolong was so frightened that he screamed loudly. He was really going to die. All the strength in his body was suppressed and he couldn't use it at all!
The red clouds in the sky trembled, but did not come closer.
Hongyun is a god who keeps his promises.
The little dragon had no choice but to ask for help and hide from the water beasts in the water.
"I'm telling you, I'm telling you! Pull me up!"
Chen Zhu reached out and took out Xiaolong.
"Wouldn't it be over if I said this earlier?"
Chen Zhu squinted and said teasingly: "Tell me carefully, where are you from?"
Xiaolong gasped and said, "I'm from the South China Sea, Yinglong tribe."
His whole body was shaking; he was really frightened.
"Yinglong?"
This place seems to be the sea south of the prehistoric world.
"Which time is the Yinglong Tribe in the South China Sea?"
Chen Zhu's carelessness made Xiaolong's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was going to jump out of his chest!
He trembled: "Who are you and why do you know that I don't belong to this time?"
"Don't worry about who I am. Now I'm asking who you are."
Chen Zhu said coldly: "You are lucky, the Heavenly Dao has just come out, and it is not complete yet, otherwise you will not be able to come out after a few thunderbolts."
His eyes were fixed on Xiaolong, who swallowed his saliva and said with a gulp:
"During my time, the Demon King established the Demon Court, which caused conflicts with the Witch Clan. The Time Ancestral Witch used an indiscriminate move to send us, the demons, into the turbulence of time and space."
"So that's how you got here."
Chen Zhu understood and said, "Wouldn't it be over if you had said this earlier?"
The atmosphere began to relax, and the little dragon laughed: "I was very scared when I first arrived. I don't know what time it is now?"
"Fear?"
Chen Zhu smiled kindly and said:
"But I'm curious, why is your luck black when you first arrived?"
If one is born with dark destiny, then he will at least be a future Yuan Realm ancestor.
The smile that had just appeared on Xiaolong's face suddenly froze.
"Uh……"
"Are you scared?"
Chen Zhu stared at him: "Who are you?"
Now, Xiaolong knew that he really couldn't deceive the person in front of him.
"In this era, there are only a handful of people in the entire prehistoric world who can be so meticulous."
The panic on Xiaolong's face faded away, and he became calm and experienced.
"I am Yinglong, the demon king of the demon court. I was ordered by the Eastern Emperor to guard one of the main stars of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation. I was swept into the turbulence of time and space by the aftermath of the collision between the Chaos Bell and the Wu Clan's Pangu's true body."
This is his true origin.
"Oh? So you are really Yinglong?"
But Chen Zhu cares about something else.
In the ancient times, there were countless dragons, but the Yinglong clan has only been heard of now.
"Who are your ancestors?"
He was at ease, but Yinglong was angry.
"Am I not considered the ancestor of Yinglong?"
"Who are you? You speak with such a tone and manner, not anyone I know in the prehistoric world."
"It would be strange if you knew who I am."
Chen Zhu stood up and said, "The altar and offerings have been prepared. Go see Zulong first, and then talk to me."
Zulong...
Yinglong whispered these two words, but his expression was grim.
"I can't see Zulong. I'm afraid I'll reveal the future of the dragon race."
"Don't worry, you can't say it, God is watching you."
Chen Zhu raised his lips and said, "You are the only one who is saying these words to me. If it were someone else, you would have died by now."
Chen Zhu has absolute rights regarding matters concerning time, and even the Heavenly Dao cannot deny this.
Yinglong frowned, but finally had no choice but to come to the altar.
“Is this the sacrifice that used to take place?”
He was a little dazed, and saw that the altar square was full of bloody sacrifices, and the Ancestral Dragon Hall was right above the sacrifices.
The altar is beneath the clay sculpture of Zulong, and incense has been lit.
Si Huan Dragon God Qing Ying placed incense and bowed to Zu Long:
"A mysterious aura has appeared in the Phantom Dragon Clan. There is a little dragon who was born as a human immortal. His parents are unknown. Please ask the Ancestral Dragon to be a witness."
As the words fell, a light flickered in the eyes of the statues in the Ancestral Dragon Hall.
The statue came to life and took a liking to Yinglong at first sight.
"My dragon clan is prosperous, bless you."
Zulong stretched out his hand and touched Yinglong's head, leaving a blessing.
Chen Zhu hadn't seen a blessing for a long time, and now he understood that it was a kind of "authorization" from the Tao.
It is also an application of the ancestral Tao.
Yinglong closed his eyes and sensed it, then opened his eyes after a while.
"Thank you Zulong for your blessing."
But he immediately added:
"Zulong, Yinglong has something to ask you, please don't leave, Zulong."
(End of this chapter)