I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 399 Little White Dragon’s Weirdness
The prehistoric water system extends in all directions, and it didn't take long for it to be completely occupied by the prehistoric water system. The entire prehistoric water system has been in good weather for hundreds of years, and from time to time, you can see dragon kings moving clouds and spreading rain.

Ji Bofu had just finished a round of retreat. This retreat was not about ascetic practice, because in fact, after reaching the realm of Da Luo, retreat and ascetic practice had no effect.

During this retreat, he just turned all his gains into resources, the nightmare space and the feedback from Golden Finger. He ate up all these accumulations without leaving any trace behind.

His cultivation level did not advance by leaps and bounds as imagined, and it was only a small step forward in the second realm.

The breeze was blowing and mixed with a little bit of water vapor. Ji Bofu sat in the pavilion and complained: "What's going on recently? Is there another great power of the water system fighting in the wilderness?"

When a Daluo fights, he will always unconsciously transform the surrounding environment into the environment where he can exert himself. This is a natural rendering of his own Taoism, not his own subjectivity.

The environment has great blessings for a Daluo. The most obvious example is the Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun at the end of the era. The Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun who has the right time, place and people is holding four killing swords. I am afraid that he will see Pangu. They all dare to go up and practice a set of sword skills.

Of course, it's just a set of brushes. You might even be slapped to death by Pangu because of the bad brushing.

"what?"

Ji Bofu suddenly saw a dragon that was raining outside Fengqi Mountain. The white dragon's body was shining in the sunlight.

The white dragon twisted its slender body into an S shape for a while, and then turned it into a B shape for a while. It was obvious that the white dragon was having a lot of fun.

Ji Bofu walked out of the Fengqi Mountain formation and said with a smile: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

He knew this white dragon. He was an acquaintance at the burial ground, the little white dragon! !
Ji Bofu had a smile on his face but his eyes were very serious. Xiao Bailong was definitely not a simple man.

The only person who walked out of the burial ground was the top leader. He was Huangfu Qinghui's disciple, and he had no problem coming in and out freely.

A ray of concept of Nuwa was lost in the burial ground. It would not be a big problem for this ray of concept to return later. After all, Nuwa's strength is displayed here. It is reasonable and reasonable for the top supreme person in the world to take back a ray of concept.

Taoist Cihang was his guardian, and Huangfu Qinghui personally sent him to the burial place, so there was no problem.

But the Dragon King of the East China Sea and the Little White Dragon also came out of the burial ground. These two people had nothing to do with the burial ground and had nothing to do with Huangfu Qinghui, but the father and son just walked out.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea claimed that the little white dragon was the product of false training that became real. When Ji Bofu had not yet reached the realm of Da Luo, he believed what the Dragon King of the East China Sea said, but now that he has attained the Da Luo realm, he does not believe a word of it.

Just listen to this kind of thing. Anyone who really believes it is the biggest fool in the world.

I thought I could just stay away from Xiao Bailong, but now I'm fine, this guy is in front of him again.

The little white dragon's head poked out from the clouds. When he saw the two huge dragon eyes shining behind Ji Bofu, he shouted in surprise: "Little Taoist priest, why are you here?"

Ji Bofu pointed at Fengqi Mountain next to him and said, "Pindao lives in Fengqi Mountain. Why are you here, you think? On the contrary, you, why are you here?"

Xiao Bailong chuckled and said: "My father asked me to come to the ancient wilderness to practice, so I followed the large army to come to the ancient wilderness to practice."

"Experience?"

Ji Bofu frowned slightly, what does this experience mean? Is it possible that the Dragon Clan still has this tradition?

Xiao Bailong didn't notice Ji Bofu's deep thoughts, and looked at Fengqi Mountain with envy and said, "I've always heard that Fengqi Mountain is a first-class fairy mountain in the wild, but it's a pity that I never have the opportunity to go in and take a look."

As he spoke, he tried his best to keep his eyes wide open and looked at Ji Bofu's reaction with his peripheral vision. Ji Bofu smiled and said, "Do you want to go?"

Xiao Bailong nodded crazily, leaving a string of phantoms in the air: "That's Fengqi Mountain, who doesn't want to go in and have a look!!"

Ji Bofu looked upright and said, "We are friends. Since you want to go in, I will take you in to have a look."

Xiao Bailong said in surprise: "Is it true?"

Ji Bofu nodded and said: "Of course, how could Pindao lie to you? It's just that there is a Feng Clan Daluo living in Fengqi Mountain. If you are seen by her and use it as a snack to satisfy your greed, don't blame Pindao."

Xiao Bailong suddenly felt as if he were mourning for his heir. He glared at Ji Bofu and then turned into a white light and fell next to a small river. He took out a puddle of wine and sat down to drink.

Ji Bofu also came to the earth with a successful smile on his face. He had never thought about letting the little white dragon enter Fengqi Mountain.

Just kidding, he hasn't figured out the doubts about Xiao Bailong yet, how could he let Xiao Bailong in?

Besides, the empress is still in the mountains. Although there is a high probability that he is the one who is hidden in the golden house in other people's words, he will not admit that in his heart the empress is the one.

He used to hide his wife at the burial place, and he still hides her now.

Ji Bofu waved his hand and took out a few fish from the river, set up firewood, lit a fire, and began to barbecue. He said with his lips: "You and these fish are of the same species, do you want to eat them?"

Xiao Bailong stared at Ji Bofu with dead fish eyes, and said quietly: "How come dragons and fish are of the same race?"

Ji Bofu asked in return: "Aren't you all from the Water Tribe?"

"ill!"

Xiao Bailong cursed, then took out a puddle of wine and threw it to Ji Bofu: "Come, drink."

Ji Bofu took the wine and took a big sip. The amber wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and wet the clothes on his chest. He then placed it on the wine jar, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Good wine!!"

Before the grilled fish was ready, Ji Bofu glanced at the unhappy little Bailong and asked, "Xiaobai, what's the matter with you? Why are you coming to the mainland if you don't practice hard in the East China Sea?"

"How dangerous Daluo is right now, be careful if someone catches you trying to use your liver to make dragon liver!"

Little Bailong was lying on the cobblestones with a lonely look on his face: "This time it is nominally for training but in fact it is an exile. Not only us from the East China Sea, but also the younger generation from the other three seas have been sent out."

Ji Bofu was stunned by the little white dragon, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, since all the younger generations from all over the world have been sent out, why do you still say it's an exile?"

Xiao Bailong took another sip of wine and said: "Because we no longer belong to the Dragon Clan in name. Now those of us who were sent out are under the jurisdiction of the Monster Clan. We will be the subjects of the Monster Clan from now on."

A line of hot tears suddenly flowed out of the corner of Xiao Bailong's eyes, and he tried his best to suppress his crying and said: "Little Taoist priest, from now on I will no longer be a divine dragon, from now on I will be a demon dragon."

Ji Bofu: "."

(End of this chapter)