The First Dragon of All Ages

Long Qingquan said, "We Qinglong clan, in Dragon Blood Martial Mansion, there is only one academician, who is the eight elders. Therefore, I always go to the eight elders for advice and listen to the preaching of the eight elders. The two juniors should also choose the eight elders. Elder, right?"

　　Long Qingze nodded, "We are the Qinglong clan, and we practice the power of the Qinglong clan. Naturally, we have to choose the academician of the Qinglong clan."

　　 "Let's go."

　　Long Qingchen also means this, and he should go back to the mountain first.

　　 When I came to the back mountain, I saw that the back mountain was shaded by ancient trees and it was very quiet.

　　Walking on the small road, you can clearly hear the footsteps of "Shusha".

　　Long Qingquan pointed to an ancient courtyard, "There is the residence of the eight elders."

　　 "The peerless genius who has crossed the Dragon Blood Road is here!"

　　 "The peerless genius who has crossed the Dragon Blood Road is here!"

　　 Audaciously, on the ancient tree at the entrance of the small courtyard, a colorful bird croaked.

　　 Know him even a bird?

　　 Long Qingchen was surprised, is his reputation already so big?

As if seeing his thoughts, Long Qingquan laughed and said, "This is not a mortal bird, but the spiritual pet of the Eight Elders, the colorful bird. I heard that the colorful bird has the bloodline of the ancient Luan bird and can be psychic. The whole dragon It knows what happened in Xuewu Mansion."

　　 Hearing what he said, Long Qingchen became more and more surprised, "Unexpectedly, there are such spirit birds in the world."

　　Long Qingze was also a little surprised, and could not help but report his name, "Long Qingze!"

　　 Like a conditioned reflex, the colorful bird suddenly croaked.

　　 "Long Qingze, diligent practice, good disciple!"

　　 "Secretly practicing the exercises in the middle of the night, there is no use for birds, the talent is average, and you will never be a disciple in the inner courtyard!"

　　 Hearing the first half sentence, Long Qingze was very happy. Hearing the second half sentence, his face was embarrassed and his face flushed.

　　Long Qingquan looked at Long Qingze with a weird expression and smiled, "Brother Ze, you still get up in the middle of the night to practice exercises. In the entire outer courtyard, you are probably the most diligent, and you are ashamed of your brother."

　　Long Qingze waved his hands again and again, "I have average talent, so I can only work harder."

　　Long Qingquan took his hand and patted it lightly, "Diligence can make up for the clumsiness. Brother Ze does a good job. He is not talented for his brother, but he doesn't work hard enough. In the future, I will learn from Brother Ze."

　　 Long Qingchen's heart moved, and he had to admit that although the colorful bird said it was a bit awkward, it was very accurate. It is indeed a descendant of the ancient alien beast, a psychic.

　　 is a fight with polygraphs on the earth...

　　 "Long Jinxuaner!"

　　 He reported the name and wanted to know how this colorful bird would evaluate Long Jinxuan'er.

　　 Colorful **** screamed, "beauties, beauties!"

　　 Long Qingchen asked, "What else?"

　　 "Beauty, beauty!"

　　 The colorful bird jumped up and down on the branch, as excited as a chicken blood, except for this sentence, there was nothing else.

　　 "Silly bird!"

　　 Long Qingchen's face turned dark, a little disappointed.

　　 Long Qingquan was a little shocked, "The colorful bird is psychic, and he knows almost everything that happened in the Dragon Blood Martial Mansion, this Long Jinxuan..."

　　 Hearing what he said, Long Qingchen was also surprised. From another perspective, even the colorful bird couldn't see through Long Jinxuan'er. It can be seen how deep Long Jinxuan'er was hidden.

　　 "Dragon Bingling."

　　 Long Qingchen gave another name.

　　 The colorful bird stopped, raised her neck high and looked disdainful, "No brain, no brain, quickly sell her, change it to silver, buy me bird food, I love bird food."

　　 Long Qingchen is speechless, this colorful bird is quite accurate, Long Bingling is indeed the kind of person who sells her and helps count the money...

　　 In the old courtyard, a woman's voice came out, "The colorful bird, although it is a descendant of the ancient alien beast, is not a purebred after all, but a flat-haired beast. Just listen to it. Come in."

　　 Long Qingchen, Long Qingquan, and Long Qingze stopped teasing the colorful bird immediately, and walked into the old courtyard.

　　 Long Qingchen looked up, and saw that a middle-aged woman was standing under the old tree in the yard, with a beautiful appearance. The years did not leave many marks on her face. She seemed to have a quiet feeling on her body.

　　 The colorful bird on the ancient tree outside the courtyard seemed a bit unconvinced, and croaked again, "Eight elders, secretly in love with the patriarch, Luo Hua deliberately follows the flowing water, and the flowing water ruthless flower hurts itself. It's a pity, a pity."

　　 "Nonsense!"

　　 The middle-aged woman flushed and flicked her finger angrily.

　　咻! ......

　　 A azure dragon's power flew out from the fingertips.

　　呱!

　　 The colorful bird on the ancient tree screamed like a wild duck, flapping its wings and flew away.

　　 Eight elders, secret love patriarch?

　　 Which patriarch?

　　 Long Qingchen's eyes are strange, isn't it the patriarch of the Qinglong clan? ......

　　 Long Qingquan and Long Qingze also have weird expressions, obviously, they think so too.

　　 "This colorful bird sometimes has an abnormal brain, don't care about it."

　　 The face of the middle-aged woman flushed, a little embarrassed.

　　 Long Qingchen said with a smile, "It's really abnormal."

"sit down."

　　 The middle-aged woman came to the stone table, had already prepared hot tea, and poured a cup of Long Qingchen, Long Qingquan and Long Qingze each.

　　 Long Qingquan was a little flattered. He respectfully took the teacup with both hands and took a sip. It seemed a bit hot, but he didn't dare to vomit it out and swallowed hurriedly.

　　 Long Qingchen glanced at him strangely, seeing him so restrained, didn't he have any tea when he came before?

The middle-aged woman's gaze slowly shifted from Long Qingquan and Long Qingze, but in the end, it fell on Long Qingchen, her expression a bit complicated, and she said with emotion, "How many years have passed, our Qinglong clan finally has a Peerless genius."

　　Long Qingquan's eyes are full of admiration, "Dear Chen is really good. I heard that yesterday he defeated Long Huolie, one of the three outstanding disciples of the outer courtyard, and his strength can definitely be ranked in the top three of the outer courtyard!"

　　 The middle-aged woman said to Long Qingchen, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Your talent is very high, you must work hard, don't let down the patriarch...your father's expectations of you."

"Yes."

　　 Long Qingchen nodded, her eyes flashed, she seemed to avoid the word "patriarch" deliberately, could it be that the colorful bird is right, she really has a crush on the patriarch? ......

　　 "From now on, you are the same as Qingquan. When you are practicing, you can always ask me if you encounter any confusion."

　　 "Cultivation is actually to solve puzzles. If you solve all the puzzles, you will naturally go smoothly."

　　 "Now, you can ask."

　　 The middle-aged woman poured herself a cup of hot tea and took a sip.

　　Long Qingze hurriedly asked, "Recently, when disciples are practicing, Tanzhong acupoint always feels painful, I don't know what's the matter?"

　　 The middle-aged woman smiled, "That's because you have practiced too much, you are over-fatigued, and your body is naturally overwhelmed. In the future, you must pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and it will get better."

　　 Hearing what she said, Long Qingze's face became hot, "Disciple got it."

　　 Long Qingze asked a few more questions in succession, and Long Qingquan occasionally asked questions, and the middle-aged women answered them one by one.

　　 Seeing that Long Qingchen hadn't asked questions and looked listless, the middle-aged woman asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

　　 "Maybe because I didn't rest for the last two days."

　　 Long Qingchen explained that, in fact, it was not for this reason, but that all the things the Eight Elders talked about were all in the memory of the Nine Ni Long Emperor, so he listened a little boring.

　　 The middle-aged woman said, "Go back and rest first, and come back another day. You should also pay attention to work and rest."

　　 "Understand." Long Qingchen left the yard, and suddenly became alive, planning to go to the training room and practice on his own.