Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, in many myths and legends in Yang Jian's memory, is a character who is manipulated by others, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, at most he can be regarded as enduring humiliation.

But after arriving at the flood wilderness, Yang Jian felt more and more that the dragon clan was unfathomable, and the dragon king was not such a simple character.

The son of the ancestral dragon, the oldest elder of the dragon clan, and the current patriarch of the dragon clan, led the dragon clan to lurk in the four seas, went through one great world after another, and experienced one catastrophe after another.

Compared with the Feng clan, who shared the responsibility of smashing the flood with the dragon clan back then, except for the occasional rumors of the descendants of the Feng clan, the powerful Kong Xuan and the golden-winged Dapeng, who were still somewhat famous, they had long been gone.

The dragon family chose to live a life of forbearance, only caring about luck and not skin.

The edict of the Heavenly Court that the dragon clan is responsible for giving rain in the desolate land, and if there is a delay for a moment or a millimeter, the dragon clan who gives rain will be severely punished by the heavenly court, and even go to Sendai for a while.

But the Dragon Palace never had any complaints, and it never offended Heavenly Court because of this matter, allowing Heavenly Court to take advantage of a few unsuccessful heirs of their Dragon Clan.

But if this kind of thing is placed among other big clans and sects, I am afraid that it will already be broken with Heavenly Court......

Yang Jian thought of this, and felt in his heart that the situation of the Dragon Clan in the past countless years may not be much stronger than that of the Wu Clan. Although the descendants of the Wu clan are not allowed to practice, they are still not something that Heavenly Court can handle if they want to.

The dragons' combat power is innumerable, but they can only hibernate......

As he walked, Ao Ji felt that there seemed to be something to talk about between the two 'elders' in front of him, so he deliberately lagged behind dozens of steps and casually looked at the scenery of his house.

"Eldest brother," Yang Jian asked beside him, "I want Heavenly Court to save my mother, can I have a good plan to help me?"

"Don't be in a hurry, you need to wait for the opportunity," Ao Guang let go of Yang Jian's arm, put his hands behind his back, and said, "It's a good thing to have a calm heart, but occasionally you should have the spirit of a young man, don't learn from me." ”

"Spirited?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Yes, spirited," Ao Guang nodded with a smile, and the pair of dragon eyes on the dragon's head looked at Yang Jian, "I look at the action, every step has a calculation, every step is too calm, in fact, it doesn't have to be like this." ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, as if he had gained something, and nodded slowly.

Spirit......

In a fit of rage, he went to heaven and made a fuss, but he could not escape the calculations of the chess player.

Forget it, find the right opportunity to act with confidence.

Yang Jian smiled, sighed in his heart, this matter was temporarily suppressed in his heart, and asked Ao Guang: "Miss Ao...... Is Xinke congenitally damaged?"

He called the Dragon Lord 'eldest brother', and it was too rusty to call Miss Ao again. Now that the marriage letter has been signed and the marriage has been decided, although there is not much communication, it is also an unmarried couple, and it is nothing to call the name directly.

"Hmm," Ao Guanglong's expression in his eyes was also dark, as if he remembered the years of the monstrous war.

The Dragon Lord sighed and said, "I have dozens of brothers and sisters, but Xinke is the youngest, and he has just broken the shell before the Yiyuan Meeting. Prior to this, when she was born, she was attacked by the Feng Clan, which caused great damage to her origin, and it was not easy to survive. ”

Yang Jian asked, "Is there a way to remedy it?"

"Yes, saints. ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly, and began to think in his heart.

In this matter, I am afraid that I will have to wait until I really have the 'weight' to talk to the saint before making plans.

In fact, Yang Jian is not disgusted with Ao Xinke's state at this time, every time she looks at her anxious appearance that she can't say when she wants to speak, she always wants to tease and bully her more, and see how cute she should be when she cries.

But Yang Jian heard Ao Xinke's past from Ao Ji, and he also felt some empathy, as if he saw the lonely shadow of his previous life in her......

This is the first time I have been a husband, and I don't know what to do for her to make her happy and feel that she has not been wronged by marrying her.

"That's it ahead," Ao Guang said softly, and Yang Jian looked up.

This is a slightly remote garden in the Dragon Palace, and along with the corridor, there is a 'rockery' at the end of the corridor.

The dragon king's finger pointed out a ray of light, and two light doors slowly appeared in the rockery, and the dragon king said please, and Yang Jian followed in a daze.

I was really shocked when I went in.

There are many formations here, and each of them is a solid and mysterious thing that Yang Jian has never experienced.

That gate of light is made up of more than ten formation exits, if there is no light from the dragon king, unless the saint invites it, no one else needs to want to enter this treasure house.

Walking through the light gate, Yang Jian seemed to be in a sea of stars, and the stars were twinkling all over the sky, faintly covering the reason for the changes of Zhou Tian's stars.

Beneath his feet was the smooth surface of the water, and when his footsteps fell, there were gentle ripple marks, swinging away, and finally gradually disappearing.

Looking up, there was a blank look, between the stars and the sea, going round and round, mysterious.

Tick, tick......

"The treasure house is behind you," Ao Guang's voice came from beside him, and Yang Jian retracted his mind in the endless sea of stars, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"Good place. ”

The Dragon Lord smiled noncommittally, waited for Yang Jian to turn around, and led him towards the 'island' that exuded a faint moonlight.

The island seemed to be in the distance, but Yang Jian took four or five steps, and before he knew it, he had already stepped on the white jade staircase on the edge of the island.

There are objects suspended on both sides of the stairs, all of which are hidden in the dense treasures, but on both sides of this staircase, there are dozens of treasures.

"There are many spiritual treasures hidden here," the dragon king said with a smile beside him, "but treasures have spirits, and they can only be obtained by fate." ”

Yang Jian nodded, he was not dazzled by so many treasures, his eyes were still clear, and he looked at a few 'long' blades.

A long halberd, the whole body is black, about two feet long, exuding bursts of ferocity, and there are dark red blood stains in the sharp places, and I don't know what has been killed, and its blood is eternal.

A spear surrounded by fairy clouds, snow-white, with fine lines on it to increase grip strength, and the red tassels next to the tip of the spear were as red as blood.

Another purple spear......

Yang Jian walked through the steps in a row, but he didn't fancy any object.

It's not that I don't think it's a good thing to put it outside, the treasures here are all based on personal fate, even if it's not a spiritual treasure, there is a little spirituality on it, and it's easy to transform into a spiritual treasure.

But Yang Jian didn't like it very much, and felt that something was missing.

Finally, he saw a long stick, black from top to bottom like a burning stick, but it exuded a fierce aura.

"Brother, may I take a look at it. ”

"Feel free to do it. Ao Guang made a gesture of please, Yang Jian stood in front of the long stick, raised his hand and held the black stick, a stream of warmth drilled into the palm of his hand, and was quickly assimilated by Xuan Qi.

Yang Jian shook it slightly, feeling that it was quite easy, and then made two more slashing postures, frowning.

"How?" asked Ao Guang with a smile.

"It's too light," Yang Jian sighed, patted the stick, and put it back in place.

This black stick trembled slightly, emitting a slightly depressed aura, as if to explain that it was just that the person refining it used the wrong immortal wealth, so the weight was a little lighter, how.

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile, this treasure was really spiritual, arched his hand, and walked to the side.

At this time, several figures appeared outside the island, all of them were young dragons with outstanding demeanor, plump and handsome, three of whom Yang Jian still knew and had seen at the banquet that day.

Ao Ji walked in the back position, his face excited, and the others were similar, eager to try.

"Father," several people saluted to the Dragon King.

The Dragon Lord showed a little power here, and said, "Choose your own choice, don't be greedy." ”

"Yes. Several dragons agreed, and each walked into various parts of the island, but the steps branched out into several other 'branches', apparently each with its own fate.

However, Ao Ji moved his heart, came to Yang Jian's side, and followed Yang Jian all the way over.

Atmospheric luck, not white, not stained.

"These highnesses, I don't know them, who are they?" Yang Jian asked.

Ao Ji said: "You don't know the two of you, one is my ninth brother, and the other is my twelfth brother." ”

"Oh, can't other dragons enter the treasure house?" Yang Jian remained silent, knowing that there was no Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Palace, among the people who came.

"This, it also depends on the qualifications and cultivation," Ao Ji explained vaguely, and Yang Jian probably understood.

That Ao Bing, it should be that his qualifications are not good, and he is not valued by the Dragon Palace.

It is also said that although he was beaten to death by Nezha, he could enter the god list and serve in the heavenly court, but after all, he had lost his free body.

Even if the Dragon Palace wants to calculate the luck of the gods, it can't get too much luck, and it is reasonable to let an unlucky prince go to the heavenly court to be a canopy star.

Yang ...... Uncle," Ao Ji sighed silently in his heart, "do you have a treasure that you like?"

"I'm looking for some long weapons, and I've tried a few of them, but I think it's too light. ”

Ao Ji glanced at Ao Guang, who was standing in the distance, and said in a low voice: "You want to find the weight, I know that there is a good object, but that thing is still half a divine weapon, and it should be placed in the corner or in the pile of debris." ”

Yang Jian's eyes lit up.

Listening to Ao Ji again: "That thing is very heavy, several times heavier than the Dinghai Divine Needle in the west of my Dragon Palace, I saw that several Dragon Clan elders had to work together to move it." ”

"What is it?"

"Spears, sticks, you can see it, I don't recognize it. After Ao Ji finished speaking, he hurriedly stepped aside, looking like he hadn't spoken to Yang Jian.

It's just that how can this scene escape the dragon lord's pair of dragon eyes? But the dragon lord just smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything, which made Ao Ji breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, it is inconvenient for the Dragon King to introduce Yang Jian one by one, and having Ao Ji is there, but Yang Jian can save a lot of effort.