I Can’t Be a Sword God

"I've heard that the Beiming sect has the left and right wings of 'Fuyao' and 'Wanli', and their combined strength is comparable to that of the Twelve Immortals. Today I saw the old man Wan Shan, so I know that this statement is true."

In the pavilion, Mr. Canghai stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea for the old man opposite him, showing great respect.

The old man on the opposite side was dressed in a black robe, with a rigid expression and a stiff face. He didn't seem to be impressed by Cang Haijun's politeness.

"Wan Shanzi is just a low-ranking old man who is at the bottom of the 'Fuyao Crowd'. Lord Cang Hai is the King of the Demon Sect, and he is extremely honorable, so there is no need to be so polite."

It was also a flattery, but compared to Mr. Canghai, his words seemed a bit blunt, more like a sarcasm.

Among the Beiming sects, they are not monolithic.

The senior management of the entire sect is divided into two factions: "Fuyaozhong" and "Wanlitu".

Among them, the "Swinging Crowd" does not limit the number of people. Once the cultivation base reaches the peak of Vientiane, you can join, so the number of people is slightly larger.

However, there are only nine members of the "Ten Thousand Miles", and there are only two ways to join, one is to wait for someone to fall, and the other is to challenge one of them, kick him out of the Thousand Miles, and join by himself.

The head teacher of the Beiming sect is not permanent, and will be re-elected every 30 years, and usually no one will serve for more than one year.

Whichever faction becomes the head teacher, which faction will have a slight upper hand.

The two factions have different philosophies. There have been countless battles in the past 20,000 years. Although there are only nine Wanli disciples, they have never lost to the Fuyao crowd.

But in terms of belief in "Kun", neither faction has any problems.

They all believe that "Kun" will one day turn into a Peng, and will lead the Beiming Sect to ascend. It's just that the "Fuyaozhong" will be on the left wing, and the "Wan Li Tu" will be on the right wing.

It soared to ninety thousand miles.

The battles between the two factions are mostly benign competitions, based on the number of captured dragons and feeding giant kuns.

And the Beiming disciples who traded with Lord Canghai before belonged to the Fuyao faction. If they could capture a pure-blooded dragon and return to Beiming, the prestige of the Fuyao people would definitely be strong.

It will also be helpful for the upcoming election of the headmaster, so Fuyao people attach great importance to this transaction.

But the deal was a big failure.

None of the Beiming believers who went to Shenluo City to receive the baby thunder dragon came back, and the big bosses of the Fuyao crowd were very angry.

Wan Shanzi came to Shenluo City this time to ask his teacher for his crimes.

Cang Haijun sensed the anger in the other party's words.

Smiling slightly, "Wan Shanweng must have doubts about the last transaction, don't worry, I will naturally know everything and say everything."

Wan Shanzi snorted, "Okay, I just know that we sent someone to give you the 'Kun Suction Power' according to the agreement, but we didn't bring back the pure-blooded real dragon that was agreed upon. I'd like to see it, Mr. Canghai How to explain?"

"Before Wan Shanweng came to me, he must have gone to other places to investigate." Cang Haijun said: "Of course this is not my problem, but someone sabotaged this deal. Now...he is also my enemy. "

"I don't care what enemies you have." Wan Shanzi looked at Mr. Cang Hai: "You got the power of the Kun, but we didn't get the pure-blooded true dragon. Then do you have an obligation to capture the pure-blooded true dragon for us? Come back? Then, avenge those dead believers?"

"It's natural."

Mr. Canghai readily agreed.

This surprised Wan Shanzi quite a bit.

"Oh? So what is Cang Haijun going to do?"

"I'm ashamed to say... almost all of my subordinates have been killed..." Mr. Canghai smiled wryly, "but I already know everything about that person quite well. Wan Shanweng wanted me to help capture the true blood of the pure blood. Long, I can give you some ideas. But if you want me to take action, I may be powerless."

"in addition……"

"Capturing the Dragon Clan can be done." Cang Haijun said slowly, "If you want to avenge those cultists..."

"I advise you to give up this idea."

...

Baby Thunder Dragon has been very happy these two days.

Although the demon who looked like a little Taoist priest said that he would make him a vegetarian, he was just talking, and he didn't care about the sister fox with a warm and big tail secretly feeding him meat.

Today he went out again to exorcise evil spirits for others, and he no longer needs to be afraid of him, he can walk around in the Taoist temple.

Although the wretched elder brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes and the Taoist grandfather with long hands and black face often snatched his food, which made him a little troubled.

But they will also play with themselves, so it's not a loss if you think about it this way.

Moreover, since someone drew a drop of blood.

That little demonic Taoist would inject a trace of powerful, warm, and comfortable power into his body every day. He warned himself not to use it, but to keep it running in his body to replenish the lost vitality.

But Xiao Feilong felt very clearly that the lost strength was basically made up on the first day. Every day after that, that trace of spiritual power was used by it to accelerate its growth.

Its strength has grown in the past few days, and each day is as fast as the past year.

Whenever that ray of power circulates in its body, it can feel that those sealed innate magical powers in its own sea of ​​consciousness are about to move.

That's right, a large part of the inheritance of the dragon clan does not need to be learned, but parents can engrave it into its sea of ​​consciousness when they conceive their children. As the child grows, he will gradually unlock these talents as his strength grows.

And the trace of spiritual power injected by Li Chu was enough for Xiao Feilong to unlock every powerful innate supernatural power.

It's just that it doesn't dare to use it easily.

Because in the short few months of getting along with each other, the little demon priest has already made Xiao Feilong understand an extremely realistic concept.

money.

Broken vases ask for money, smashed door frames ask for money, cracked floor tiles ask for money, broken railings ask for money...

And all of this will eventually be converted into money to buy chicken legs.

So it can't use supernatural powers at will.

It has to endure!

According to this trend, within three years, it will become a dragon king level existence.

At that time.

Xiao Feilong imagined the scene where the wretched elder brother and the black-faced grandpa were kneeling on the ground, exaggeratingly shouting "The three-year period has come, welcome the Dragon King to eat chicken legs".

Can't help but let out a "嗐嗐嗐..." laughter.

Then……

It suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

Incredibly fragrant.

This was the first time in its short eight-year-old life that it smelled more fragrant than chicken legs.

It's drunk.

Xiao Feilong followed the fragrance and ran all the way to the wall, feeling that the fragrance was coming from outside, but...

After the trouble last time, everyone told it sternly not to cross the fence.

In order to let it understand this matter more clearly, Durant took a horse out, and then came back and whipped the horse a few times, saying that the horse would only be beaten if it saw something bad outside. .

Use this to kill chickens and monkeys, and warn Xiao Feilong not to climb over the wall.

But……

It smells really good.

After struggling for a while, Xiao Feilong stared and clenched his fist with his little paw.

I am already a mature dragon.

Has great self-control.

I went out over the wall not to do bad things, I just want to see those good things that don't hit horses, and don't look at bad things.

Um!

Thinking in this way, Xiao Feilong took the first sinful step...

With a single leap, he climbed over the wall.

That fragrance seems to have a kind of magical power, completely fascinated it, like an invisible dotted line, pulling the little fat dragon all the way south along the root of the wall of Deyun Branch, and ran out of a whole alley.

It just stands because the surroundings are a little strange.

After all, he was still a child. Although the scent was very tempting, he was still a little scared.

At this moment, countless chains sprang out from front, back, left, and right. These chains were interspersed and integrated in an instant, forming an iron net without any gaps, covering the little fat dragon firmly inside!

Bang——

The iron net fell to the ground, making a heavy muffled sound!

There were a few whistling winds, and several men in black robes appeared around, with evil smiles on their faces.

"Hey, this Dragon Mint is really easy to use."

A man was buckling a gourd. There seemed to be some kind of golden powder in the gourd, and the fragrance was emanating from it.

"Yeah, this thing is irresistible to the temptation of dragons." Another person laughed: "It's just that those adult dragons are all very cunning and know how to be more cautious when facing temptation, but this eight-year-old little dragon doesn't know .”

"This is not a simple eight-year-old dragon, this is an eight-year-old pure-blooded dragon!" Another person laughed and said, "The previous group of people didn't bring it back, and God Kun was destined to give us the credit for it! Haha. "

Several people were chatting and laughing, and were about to pull up the iron net and suppress Xiao Feilong with a magic weapon.

Suddenly, one of them exclaimed, "What kind of light is this?"

"Um?"

All the people looked down and found that the iron net engraved with countless talismans, which could perfectly suppress a thousand-year-old dragon, suddenly burst of golden light through the gaps.

Then……

In the next second, this golden light suddenly enveloped everyone around!

One hundred thousand thunders!

In an instant, everyone was numb.

Only one thought flashed through their minds in time.

"This Tema is eight years old?!"

Happy 12th day of the new year everyone.