It's not a real dragon!

Chapter 7 The Dragon Falling From The Sky

Southern Zhu Continent, Sword Immortal Sect.

"Today is a grand meeting of our Sword Immortal Sect's sect. I invite disciples from all the sects to come to witness that Xiao Changyun, a disciple personally passed down by the elder of our sect, has entered the Golden Core Realm and shines on my sect!"

The disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect looked up the jade steps one after another, and the young man in the moon white gown looked solemnly and was waiting.And all the disciples saw was the halo on his body.

The direct disciple of the Great Elder of Sword Immortal Sect, they have to call this young man senior brother, senior uncle, master ancestor.

The most gifted sword cultivator genius among the major sects in the cultivation world, in his early [-]s, he is already a Jindan master.

The eternal leader of the martial arts competition is a mountain that all disciples cannot climb.

The disciples sighed, their hearts were full of fighting spirit, but also resentful and helpless, and probably still concealed a trace of cowardice.

But at this moment, facing the other sect disciples standing beside them, of course they are more proud.

He involuntarily puffed out his small chest, and showed off to the disciples beside him, "See, that is Xiao Changyun, Master Uncle Xiao of our Immortal Sword Sect."

How happy they are, on the contrary, the disciples of other sects are as pale as dirt.

"Brother, what exactly is Master thinking, why did you let us come here to see how powerful Xiao Changyun is?"

The young boy in the blue blue martial robe quietly asked his elder brother.

The elder brother smiled at him calmly, "How do you feel when you see him?"

The young boy raised his face and said, "Naturally he is not reconciled. He is two hundred years old and only formed a golden core. I am twenty this year, but I have still established a foundation. In terms of cultivation speed, I am no worse than him!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Sword Immortal Sect next to him cast disdainful glances one after another.

The elder brother pulled him and covered his mouth, "Speak carefully. Master asked us to come here to arouse our competitive spirit, so as to put away the sluggishness in our hearts and step up our cultivation. Don't stir up the sword. The resentment of the disciples of the Immortal Sect."

The little boy blinked, then pursed his mouth again: Got it, senior brother.

"Don't think of cultivation so simply. It took Xiao Changyun 200 years to build the foundation, but it took [-] years to form the alchemy. I'm afraid you have never experienced the hardships involved."

Hearing what his senior brother said, the young boy also felt a little pain in the face.

That person established the foundation at the age of 15?

The young boy rubbed his face, "But I'm still not reconciled, maybe I will form alchemy earlier than him in the future!"

The senior brother just smiled and said nothing, "Fate is uncertain."

The little boy sighed—the elder brother was saying this kind of words he didn't understand again.

The eldest brother is handsome, with an air of refinement all over his body, but he just learned the magic words of mortals, and likes to speak in an unfathomable way.

Huh, it seems that he will still have to rely on his protection in the future! ╭（╯^╰）╮

Some disciples of Immortal Sword Sect heard their words, although their faces darkened, they didn't step forward to scold them angrily.

"Senior Brother, is it possible that our Immortal Sword Sect is afraid that their Yinding Sect will fail?" Someone asked impatiently.

A sensible disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect knocked him on the head: "Shut up and watch the event. Those two are disciples of the Yinding Sect's head, and you can't afford to offend them!"

"Yes, yes!" The disciple immediately held his breath, pretending he didn't see anything.

……

The event is still going on.

However, Xiao Changyun is indifferent and doesn't like to be with others.He only stayed for a short while before the grand meeting, then resigned from his master and went to the practice place in the back mountain.

After forming the alchemy, the pressure from heaven and earth felt even greater.

It seemed that there was a big hand, intentionally or unintentionally hindering his cultivation.

The condensation of aura is even more difficult than when the foundation was established.

Xiao Changyun didn't tell his master, he just thought about taking another look for himself, worried that something went wrong in his cultivation.

Just in the open air, sit cross-legged, settle down, and start absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

Just as he was cultivating steadily, he suddenly noticed a huge cluster of spiritual energy approaching not far away.

Xiao Changyun opened his eyes abruptly, a bit of astonishment finally added to his indifferent face.

He grew up so big, he got the best training resources from the Sword Immortal Sect, and he traveled all over the world with his master, but he never felt such a powerful spiritual source!

What the hell is it!

Xiao Changyun held his breath and scattered his perception, but he couldn't find the spiritual source in the southeast, north, or west!

After about a few breaths, the sky suddenly brightened.

A vision suddenly appeared in the sky, golden auspicious clouds stood above the head, and spiritual energy descended from the sky!

Xiao Changyun looked up at the sky in shock.

At the moment when he was stunned, a golden light suddenly fell into his arms, almost breaking his arms!

Before he had time to feel the pain, Xiao Changyun stared at the little golden ball in his arms who was also in a daze...

"you……"

"you……"

One dragon and one person, speaking in unison and looking at each other in blank dismay.

The little dragon god came back to his senses, and stared at him with wide eyes. He was a human being, and... a cultivator!

He was shocked, flicked his tail and stared, jumped out of the human's arms, and stared at him fiercely, "Don't come near me, I will eat people... Da (of)!"

Xiaolongshen: He spoke too fast, almost biting his tongue.

Big round eyes, golden black vertical pupils, and a short fat tail!

No matter how you look at it, there is no malice!

It is true that the world seduces the eyes with beauty.

Xiao Changyun stared at the little dragon lying on the ground, feeling his heart beating a little faster.This little thing...why, why is it so cute!

Elder Brother Xiao, who was supposed to be indifferent, carefully looked at Xiaolong, squatted down, and stretched out a hand towards him with the palm up, as if inviting, "You... don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

Little Dragon God: "???"

I always feel that there is something wrong with this sentence!

But forget it, he doesn't like cultivators the least!I don't know why, although he has the memory of the Dragon Clan, although he doesn't like the cultivator in that memory, it's not like he hates it.

Then... why don't you like cultivators?

Xiao Longshen thought for a moment, but couldn't figure out why.

I just subconsciously feel that cultivators are bad guys who will steal his important things!

but……

Little Dragon God scratched his paw, he didn't seem to have anything important!

Thinking of this, the little dragon god's tense body relaxed for a moment, his round eyes fixed on the white and slender palm, and the two small bulges (dragon horns) on his forehead trembled slightly.

This human... doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

The little dragon god only had two paws, propped up on the ground and moved towards him.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Changyun's eyes turned slightly red...

Little Dragon God: What's wrong with this man?

Before he could recover, he was suddenly hugged!

"Ho ho ho ho, what are you doing!"

Xiao Changyun took a deep breath, "I, I'll take you back, you're injured!"

Who can tell him what this feeling of being captured by Xiaotuanzi is? !

The little dragon god turned his head, only to find that the little tail was torn.

His eyes suddenly became moist, "Tail, it's bleeding..."

Woo, I want to cry.

However, you can't cry.

Why can't you cry!

Just can't cry!

Obviously I can cry, but for some reason, I subconsciously tell myself - I can't cry, I have to wait, I can't cry yet.

Woo, is he sick? Why doesn't he let himself cry when he wants to cry?

Maybe, maybe it's because no one would feel sorry for His Highness!

Grandpa Turtle is not here, who else...

So who... who is it?

Little Dragon God didn't think about it, so he could only torture himself and give up on himself, but he couldn't cry in the end.Just lying in Xiao Changyun's palm like an eggplant beaten by frost, unhappy.Even Xiao Changyun carried him back, but he was indifferent.

With his appearance like this, Xiao Changyun was immediately startled, thinking that his tail was seriously injured, his heart tightened, and his steps became faster.

Little Dragon God: When I recover my memory, I will take that bone dragon to make soup!Woohoo, let him not come back to find me!Don't come back to me!

Evil Dragon: ...I also want to go back. (Author you die.)

Author: Meow Meow Meow?What did i do wrong!

In other words, Xiaolongshen doesn't have a crying personality, but his lacrimal glands are more developed... Cough, I forcefully explain, he is not weak!

Xiaolongshen: What's wrong with crying, if you don't accept it, hit the little bone!