Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 82: Slid away

Chunmu River is about a hundred miles south of Chunhui Fucheng. It is a long winding river section with hills nestled on both sides. Although the river is not the widest part of the entire river, it is still over a hundred feet wide. This section of the river is definitely the deepest part of the Chunmu River, and the water is relatively gentle.

Under the maze-like water, grass, and rocks at the bottom of the river, there is another mystery. A huge bubble with a dark exterior is attached to the bottom of the river. The top of this bubble is also full of sand, gravel, and water plants, but there is something underneath the bubble. .

A mansion larger than the Chunhui Mansion Waijiang Shrine is located here.

Although the entire mansion is made of cobblestones or hewn from huge rocks, it has a majestic and integrated look. It is similar to ordinary buildings, with pavilions, pavilions and halls.

On a huge soft sandy ground in the center of the backyard, a scaleless white dragon rested comfortably on it. Judging from its appearance, apart from being scaleless, this dragon was very close to a real dragon.

If it weren't for the occasional flick of the white dragon's beard that would bring up a burst of tiny bubbles, a mortal would be able to see this mansion with the naked eye and would think there is no water. This shows how transparent the water contained in this mansion is.

At the entrance of the mansion, a crystal plaque with a slight fluorescence is placed horizontally high, with three neatly drawn characters "Chunmu Mansion" written on it.

There is an old turtle swimming here carrying fine wine. The dozens of jars of fine wine on his back are bound by water magic so that they will not float away or be soaked by the river water.

As soon as the old turtle's four legs landed on the bottom of the river, there was a sharp sound.

"Stop! This is Jiang Shen's mansion, no unauthorized entry is allowed!"

Two dark shadows, one on the left and one on the right, gradually appeared. They were two humanoid monsters with blue faces and sharp fangs. Their long hair floated in the water above their heads.

"Two Lord Yakshas, ​​it's me, the turtle, I am the turtle!"

Old Turtle quickly unloaded the wine from his back and floated it in front of him by the current.

"This is fine wine from all over Dazhen. In addition to Qianrichun, there are also Nazui Jinxia and Dukang. They are all good wines. I got this specially to offer it to Lord Jiang Shen. I hope Lord Yaksha will be accommodating. Report it so that the old turtle can meet Mr. Jiang Shen!"

The old turtle raised his body, hugged the cage with his front feet and bowed like a man among the waves and algae.

"Old Turtle, why don't you give up? Mr. Jiang Shen is taking a nap, and we don't dare to disturb him!"

"Sir Yaksha, you are so forgetful. Mr. Jiang Shen goes to the river every year in the summer. The summer solstice is approaching, so he must be awake. I hope Mr. Yaksha will be accommodating. Mr. Jiang Shen will also be happy after drinking good wine!"

The old turtle kept giving his hands and tried his best to persuade the two yakshas.

"Okay, just wait and let me report it!"

After saying this, one of the Yakshas hid behind him, jogged in the water, and entered the Jiangshen Mansion.

A moment later, the white dragon was lying in the sand court. As soon as Yaksha arrived, the white dragon murmured and spoke.

"Is that turtle here again?"

Yaksha quickly lowered his head and handed over his hands.

"Replying to the master, it is the old turtle who has brought a lot of fine wine this year, saying it comes from all over Dazhen."

The eyes of the white dragon, which is more than twenty feet long, opened a slit, revealing the amber light inside.

"After drinking him for so many years, let's meet him this year. Go and bring him in!"

"Yes!"

After Yaksha resigned, he quickly ran back to the door of the house.

"Master Jiang Shen lets you in, just follow me!"

Lao Gui was overjoyed when he heard this. He kept saying thanks and dragging the wine with him into Jiangshen's mansion with Yaksha.

Although there are pavilions and pavilions in this mansion, it is extremely deserted. It seems that only the old turtle and Yaksha are walking forward, and no other fish and shrimps can be seen.

"The master's dragon energy is too strong, and he knows that ordinary water tribes will be extremely uncomfortable if they stay for a long time, so they mostly live in Beppu, so this place looks relatively deserted."

Yaksha seemed to know what the old turtle was thinking, so he explained like this.

As he got closer and closer to the backyard sand courtyard, Lao Gui also felt more and more pressure. After crossing a large courtyard, he saw a screen in front of him. Scanning his eyes to both sides, he could already see the terrifying dragon body.

"Master, bring the black-backed turtle here, my subordinates will resign!"

Seeing Yaksha salute and then retreat, Old Turtle was excited and hurriedly saluted to the screen.

"Chun Mujiang, black-backed old turtle Wuya, pays homage to the River God!"

"Well...come and talk!"

The white dragon spoke slowly. The old turtle quickly grabbed the wine and crawled around the screen. His mind was stagnant when he saw a whole white dragon.

"Did you choose the name Wuya yourself?"

Bai Jiao opened his eyes slightly, and under the dim light, he ordered the old turtle not to move.

"Hui Jiangshen, this is the name Lao Turtle gave himself."

The white dragon's head was slightly raised, and the dragon's mouth opened to reveal the cold front inside it, giving the old turtle a feeling of suffocation as if he was about to be swallowed. This is something that a dragon dragon would very likely do.

"You old turtle, although you have been unable to improve for a long time, you are still proficient in divination. Don't you know that at the end of the day, I, the scale-falling dragon, is only three points better than you?"

The old turtle is lying on the ground, with its front feet pressing its head down on the ground, as if it is bowing.

"Master Jiang Shen, you know the suffering of my demon clan. I can only watch my life wasting away in vain. I have no choice but to ask you to show me a way."

Looking at the old turtle kowtowing repeatedly, the white dragon's expression remained unchanged.

"You have helped some mortals rise to prominence over the years, and you have not hesitated to tell the truth frequently. Can anyone repay you?"

Bai Jiao’s question silenced Old Turtle.

"I can help you erect a turtle statue in the temple and use the incense and people's wishes to help you transform, but do you know the cost of such a transformation..."

As the white dragon spoke, he raised the dragon's head and watched the old turtle's dragon whiskers dance.

A jar of Qianrichun levitated, the sealing mud opened automatically, and the crystal wine flew out and was sucked into the dragon's mouth.

"The wine is pretty good..."

At this moment, a line of black and yellow air, like smoke swimming in the water, emerged from the sky above the mansion. Bai Jiao felt something in his heart and just turned his head to look. This breath disappeared into the top of Jiao Long's head, and he felt dizzy.

"Well..."

The water waves in the sand garden suddenly swelled, and the fine sand seemed to be hit by an explosion, flying up to the sky in all directions in the transparent water flow...

The old turtle clung to the ground with all four legs, but was still pushed backwards by the impact of the current.

The white dragon in front of me was swaying in front of me as if drunk.

‘Is this wine so strong? ’

This ridiculous idea was rejected by Lao Turtle himself as soon as he came up with it.

The disturbance in the mansion ended after about three, four or five breaths. Bai Jiao was still shaking his head and was confused, as if a mortal had been hit on the head with a heavy stick.

The old turtle has slipped to the corner of the courtyard, trembling and afraid to move. The power of the dragon energy in front of him continued to spread, making him feel oppressed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yaksha came from outside, his voice was extremely shocked.

"I don't know either... I just feel like I was hit hard and dizzy..."

Bai Jiao shook his head. As it became clearer and clearer, a strange feeling arose. He looked at Old Turtle and Yaksha.

"Just wait here, I'll be back as soon as I go!"

After saying that, the white dragon danced, pushed away the water waves, and swam out of Chunmu Mansion in an instant, turning into a white and shallow shadow and swimming towards the north.

About a moment later, water waves exploded in a section of the river near Chunmu Mansion, and a vague dragon shadow invisible to the naked eye turned into a stream of light and rose up.

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A moment later, an old man over fifty years old and dressed in rich clothes entered the main hall of Jiang Shen Temple. He scanned the flow of pilgrims around him and found nothing. Finally, he walked to the large incense burner in front of the statue to check. Tan, his eyes were fixed on a stick of incense for a moment.

This incense has been squeezed into the corner by other incense pieces and dumped into the incense burner. It can be seen that the incense body burned for only a short section before it was extinguished.

"This donor, please don't block other donors from offering incense. Donor, what are you doing? Be careful of Master Jiang Shen punishing you~~!"

Miao Zhu was trying to persuade him nicely, but he saw the wealthy old man actually reaching out to the incense burner.

The old man turned a deaf ear, but as soon as his fingers touched the incense, the incense body turned into burnt black powder and disappeared without a trace, not even ashes were left.

"Don't be rude to this donor, take your hands out quickly! Otherwise..."

The temple minister had already arrived, and before he could finish his sentence, the old man in front of him grabbed his arm.

"Let me ask you, what special person was offering incense here just now? What does he look like, when did he leave, and where did he go?"

Slightly excited, the old man exuded a breathtaking aura in his eyes. He was so frightened that the temple minister could not speak, and the surrounding pilgrims were also silent.

After a long time, the old man looked dejected and let go of Miao Zhu's hand.

"How could you possibly know..."

In the distance outside the Jiangshen Temple, Ji Yuan also looked there in shock. When the old dragon arrived, his aura was almost undisguised, as if he was thinking of someone to declare "I'm here."

"Huh...it's a good thing to take a step early..."

Ji Yuan rubbed his chest, took one last look at Jiang Shen Temple, and quickly walked into the city.