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Four hundred and fiftieth chapters; empty joy

There are many categories of dragons.

The dragon that transforms from a snake into a dragon, and the dragon transforms into a dragon is a relatively low-level dragon. Although it has a dragon shape, the bloodline of the dragon clan in its body is very thin.

Strength is also the most bottom among the dragon clan.

And what Zhuo Zhuo mentioned is the real dragon.

That is the perfect dragon clan member, born in a dragon shape and has pure dragon blood in his body.

The strength you have is very strong when you are born. After a little growth, you can easily crush the dragon into a dragon.

It is precisely because of knowing that she was so disobedient by Zhuo Zhuo's words.

"There are real dragons here, real dragons, I have seen them before."

“And more than once.”

Yang Wenjin was stunned again.

On the one hand, I was shocked by Zhuo Zhuo's words, on the other hand, I felt that this little kid was too brave.

Even though I knew there were dragons here, I still dared to come here to play again and again.

Aren't he afraid that the real dragon rushed out and swallowed him in one bite?

"There is really a dragon? Have you ever seen it?"

Now, Zhuo Zhuo was immediately unhappy.

Although he had only known Yang Wenjin for a while, he trusted Yang Wenjin very much, and he regarded this big sister as a good friend in his heart.

He told this good friend and sister the big secret that he had not even told his family.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't believe him.

This hurt his little heart so much that it hurt.

Seeing his sad expression, Yang Wenjin quickly explained.

"Zhuo Zhuo, it's not that my sister doesn't believe you. It's really your secret, it's too big."

"I..."

After saying that, she released her soul power again and carefully searched the entire Huisihu again.

Not to mention discovering dragons, there is not a trace at all.

As a mountaintop lake, Huisi Lake is not as huge as a real lake. If there is really a dragon life here.

It will definitely leave many traces at the bottom of the lake.

But there is nothing at all.

This makes no sense at all.

Besides, real dragons are all huge existences. According to the records in the book, the dragon was about a meter born.

As you grow, your body will become very huge, just like blowing a balloon.

An adult real dragon must be at least a thousand feet long.

Even if he is only half a child, he is still hundreds of feet or even hundreds of feet.

Such a huge creature lives on this mountaintop lake, which is incredible.

Moreover, here is the Heavenly Sect of the Protection of Dao. If there is really a dragon? How could it not be discovered?

"There are really dragons here? I've seen them a few times, but it doesn't seem to live here? It's passing by."

“Passing by?”

Yang Wenjin was stunned again.

Her first reaction was that she didn't believe it, but looking at Zhuo Zhuo's little eyes, she naturally couldn't say it out.

"If you pass by, that's reasonable."

Then? She didn't get entangled in the topic of whether there was a dragon or not? Instead, she asked with a smile what the dragon he saw looked like.

Perhaps it was because I felt that Yang Wenjin believed him.

The little guy immediately excitedly told what he saw and heard in detail.

As he finished speaking, Yang Wenjin could figure it out.

The real dragon in Zhuo Zhuo's mouth is not the real dragon she thinks is.

To be precise, aren't they considered dragons? They are just a phantom with a dragon shape.

Even the phantom was so blurry that it could only vaguely see the dragon shape.

"According to what you said, I feel it is a bit like a strange treasure or a strange phenomenon formed by medicinal materials."

"Yes, yes, that's what I think? And I've been searching for ancient books in this area during this period."

Zhuo Zhuo quickly twitched his little head.

"What did you find?"

"There are many, but after my inference? This should not be a vision caused by spiritual weapons."

"Are you so sure?"

Yang Wenjin looked at Zhuo Zhuo who was analyzing like Lord Xiao, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"The records I saw from ancient books."

"Any vision of punishment of spiritual weapons? It will be a kind of sharpness and domineeringness."

"The dragon-shaped phantom I saw was not sharp? It was not overbearing."

She nodded? There is a saying.

The most common categories of spiritual weapons are attack and defense.

Usually attacking spiritual weapons are used for killing? If there is a spirit of weapon, then this spirit is nourished by blood and evil spirits for a long time, and the spirit formed will have a kind of sharpness.

It’s like Tu You in Xia Linyuan’s hand. Although he did not form a weapon spirit, his sharpness was so terrifying that he looked at it.

Next is the defensive internal spiritual weapons, which are mainly used for resistance. Most defensive spiritual weapons use some monster leather armor with amazing defense.

When the spirit of the weapon is formed, it will be contaminated with the domineering and madness of the monsters.

"So, that's the elixir?"

Zhuo Zhuo twitched his little head repeatedly.

What Yang Wenjin said was also his guess. The reason why he brought Yang Wenjin here this time was to find out whether there were really treasures nearby that could cause strange phenomena.

"Then let's look for it."

The two of them acted separately and searched almost all the Huisi Lake.

There are indeed spiritual medicines, but they are all spiritual medicines that cannot be used as the surface and are completely unqualified to form a phantom of vision.

Two hours later, the two met together.

He looked a little disappointed.

"It seems that someone took the lead."

Zhuo Zhuo curled his lips a little depressedly.

Although Yang Wenjin was a little disappointed when she heard this, she felt that perhaps their guess was wrong.

This dragon-shaped phantom was not triggered by a spiritual medicine.

"Don't think so much. Maybe it's not a spiritual medicine, but a spiritual vein underground in the Daotian Sect?"

"Spiritual vein?"

Zhuo Zhuo pondered for a moment, but he felt that there was a possibility in his heart.

There are countless spiritual veins crisscrossing underground in the Dao Tianzong, and there are even many spiritual veins that are dragon-shaped spiritual veins.

"Sister Yang is right. It seems that I am so happy."

"Let's go, let's go to the outer door again."

The two went down the mountain, but before they could stroll for a while, Zhuo Zhuo was caught by a middle-aged man carrying the back of his neck.

Before leaving, he still opened his teeth and said to Yang Wenjin that he would come out and take her to another place to play next time.

It was really not a hindrance to the elder Zhuo family who grabbed the back of his neck.

Looking at Yang Wenjin, I felt so amused and crying.

Without the little guide, it was not interesting to walk around alone, so she simply followed the way back to Wangyun Peak.

"Sister Fu, can you help me contact Mr. Xing? I have something to do with him."

Fu Yao was arranged by Mr. Xing to take care of her as a traitor in her daily life. She is in her thirties and has lived in the Protection of the Daotian Sect since she was a child.

However, she does not have much cultivation talent, and she has just broken through the Nascent Soul realm until now.

"Okay, Miss Yang, please wait."

Soon, Xing Lao came.

Yang Wenjin briefly explained what he planned to go to the outside world to experience his experience in life.

Mr. Xing did not agree immediately. After all, there were many outer disciples, mixed dragons and snakes, and there were many battles. It was really not a place for meditation.
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