Chapter 618

There are two things that crown the world.

Ancient swords and flood dragons.

But the Spring and Autumn and Pre-Qin eras have long passed, and the ancient mythological era is even more impossible to examine.

The ancient Wu-Yue land, which was once foul and full of evil things, is now the elegant Jiang Nan in the mouths of Shenjing Luoyang scholars, possessing Yangzhou, which is the wealthiest in the world.

Ancient swords might still be excavated from the tombs of Pre-Qin nobles, but flood dragons have long been extinct. Many people even feel that the so-called flood dragon is just a mythological totem fabricated by the ancestors, and the real thing might be something else that would make people very disappointed.

Is there really a flood dragon and a dragon-slaying wonder-man in the world?

Perhaps in today's world, the various Qi Refiner forces inherited from the Pre-Qin orthodoxy still have some ancient records, and there will still be some people willing to believe.

Perhaps the ignorant children in every household in the Wu-Yue land, under the skilled threats of adults who have been deceived once, also firmly believe that there are big dragons in the water at night that eat children.

However, just like the passing of the ancient mythological era, the fact is that apart from a few indisputable mythological Tripod Swords, mythology has long since gone, and mythological creatures like flood dragons are the same. Like many mythological monsters, they have already become extinct, and such behemoths that live on both land and water have long since disappeared from the world.

The third year of Tianyou of the Great Zhou, the year of Jiachen, the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month—this is an era when mythology is about to become extinct, and also an era when secular imperial power is exceptionally strong.

Rong Zhen, a female official of the Imperial Observatory, Song Mama, the Deputy Supervisor, Yi Commandant Yi Qianqiu, the Commander of the Bai Hu Guard, and seventy-two female officials and 1,881 armored soldiers under her command, witnessed a real dragon on the banks of the Xun River on the north bank of the Twin Peaks, nearly climbing to the same height as the hundred-zhang Great Buddha.

On this day, mythology descended once again.

Just when everyone on the north bank witnessed mythology.

On a cliff on the south peak of the south bank, the group of people who had finished their earth-escape had already withdrawn their gaze from the place where the white dragon appeared on the north bank.

Yuan Watching Yuan Huaimin looked dumbfounded. He had only seen such terrifying things as evil dragons in picture books before; who could have thought that there really was such a thing in reality.

Is this something a mortal's flesh and blood can resist?

Yuan Watching Yuan Huaimin suddenly understood a little why Mr. Wu had been so calm and composed since he found him.

He also understood why only a few people like Xue Xue Zhongzhu and Wei Wei Shaoqi came this time.

This opening move of the Lady Yunmeng Sword Swamp didn't need many people to begin with.

"Your sect has a big hand today."

On the side, Wu Wu Daozi clapped his hands and laughed.

Xue Xue Zhongzhu was expressionless.

Although the evil dragon had been released according to the plan, she still seemed to be in a bad mood.

This Great Female Monarch gripped the bronze long sword she was carrying tightly.

Wei Wei Shaoqi and Du Du Shuqing seemed to exchange glances.

Du Du Shuqing took a handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Wei Wei Shaoqi, then turned and walked to an open space on the side, found a place, and sat down on the ground.

Wei Wei Shaoqi reminded gently: "Your Excellency Great Female Monarch, it's time to start; the hour has arrived."

Xue Xue Zhongzhu threw the bronze long sword away reluctantly, throwing it toward Du Du Shuqing.

Du Du Shuqing didn't dare to touch this sword. The bronze long sword was grabbed by an invisible big hand and suspended in the air in front of Du Du Shuqing.

Du Du Shuqing closed his eyes slowly, and a pale blue spiritual light halo flashed across his palm, as if passing it to the bronze long sword in front of him.

The spiritual energy Du Du Shuqing passed in was not much; he himself was of lower-grade cultivation. He passed spiritual energy to the bronze long sword more as a symbolic gesture because, at the same time, in various places in the Tiannan Tiannan Jianghu, in various secret or safe places, various heroes sat in meditation one after another, took out Lady Yunmeng Orders, and began to pass spiritual energy. The trickling streams gathered into rivers. These massive amounts of combined spiritual energy were far more than the spiritual energy of Du Du Shuqing or even the Great Female Monarch Xue Xue Zhongzhu. They didn't know where they flowed through the Lady Yunmeng Orders, and they didn't know where they were used by the Lady Yunmeng Orders.

At this very moment, almost at the same time Du Du Shuqing closed his eyes, the cold eyes of the white dragon that had suddenly emerged from the water on the north bank below suddenly stood up, and it rushed nimbly toward the edge of the cliff of the main grotto. Wu Wu Daozi glanced at the suspended bronze long sword in front of Du Du Shuqing that served as the formation eye and praised:

"It really needs to be watched. This thing is too powerful and barbaric, and it's easy to lose control."

At this moment, clearly the white dragon below the mountain had already acted, causing chaos on the north bank, but these three people on the top of the mountain were not in a hurry at all and still had time to talk leisurely.

"Cough, cough." Wei Wei Shaoqi covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed hard. It should have been the critical moment of action,

but this middle-aged scholar looked at Xue Xue Zhongzhu, who had an unkind expression, and suddenly asked:

"Does Your Excellency Great Female Monarch have something on your mind? Since the Second Female Monarch came and left just now, Your Excellency Great Female Monarch seems to have been absent-minded."

Wu Wu Daozi looked sideways and asked: "Where is the Second Female Monarch?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu waved her hand: "There is something that needs her to deal with, so she returned to the Sword Swamp first. Today, we are enough,

she doesn't need to come, and it won't affect our action."

Wu Wu Daozi pointed to the mountain below: "This dragon doesn't seem to be Your Excellency Great Female Monarch's, right?"

"It's my Seventh Xiao Shimei's."

Wu Wu Daozi was surprised:

"Yue Lady Yue Chuzi's? Is she young and already reached the Upper-Grade Dragon Girl Realm?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu didn't know what she thought of, and her expression looking at the bronze long sword was somewhat unhappy.

Wei Wei Shaoqi asked at this time: "Is the matter the Second Female Monarch went to deal with related to Your Excellency Yue Lady Yue Chuzi of your sect?

So Your Excellency Great Female Monarch is in a bad mood?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu was silent for a while, stared at the mountain below for a while, and said coldly:

"That's one of them. Today there is also an arrogant kid yelling on the side. If it weren't for the sake of my Seventh Xiao Shimei,

I wouldn't indulge him."

"Who?"

"One called Magistrate Ouyang Magistrate Ouyang Lianghan."

At this moment, not only did the little transparent Yuan Watching Yuan Huaimin's expression change, but Wei Wei Shaoqi also looked surprised.

Du Du Shuqing, who seemed to be controlling the white dragon while sitting cross-legged, also opened his eyes temporarily and looked at Wei Wei Shaoqi.

Clearly, they both knew him.

Only Wu Wu Daozi's expression remained as usual, and he asked:

"Is he related to Yue Lady Yue Chuzi?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu said lightly: "There is a karmic relationship; my Seventh Xiao Shimei was once his child bride."

Wei Wei Shaoqi and the others turned their heads in surprise. Yuan Watching Yuan Huaimin frowned and thought deeply, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly realized. However, no one paid attention to him at this time. Wei Wei Shaoqi asked:

"How did Magistrate Ouyang Magistrate Ouyang Lianghan provoke Your Excellency Great Female Monarch? Is it the Prince's Mansion's business?"

"No. Besides, I'm not angry, I just think his nonsense is very boring."

"Oh? What did he say?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu said indifferently: "This kid was drunk and talked nonsense, saying he was the owner of the Butterfly Loves Flowers, and also asked the Second Xiao Shimei to tell me to know the current affairs."

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Wei Wei Shaoqi and Du Du Shuqing, who knew Magistrate Ouyang Rong, looked at each other.

Wei Wei Shaoqi suddenly laughed dumbly and shook his head.

Du Du Shuqing also sighed lightly, as if he didn't expect that after a long time, that outstanding contemporary he remembered had fallen into such a muddled and angry state... The wooden young man who was familiar with the terrain of Prince Xunyang continued to close his eyes.

Yuan Watching Yuan Huaimin frowned slightly, not knowing what he remembered, and suddenly looked at the woods below the mountain where the blue 【arc】 had just risen, wanting to speak but stopping.

Wu Wu Daozi suddenly waved his hand at him, stopping his student.

This squinting old man smiled at Xue Xue Zhongzhu,

"Indeed, who the owner of the Butterfly Loves Flowers is, perhaps outsiders don't know, but the Great Female Monarch and your sect know better than anyone. He counted as impersonating the wrong person, making people laugh."

Xue Xue Zhongzhu turned her head instantly, saw the familiar strange smile on Wu Wu Daozi's face, frowned in dissatisfaction, and snow-white sword energy emerged from the long sword behind her, gradually permeating the surroundings, and the grass and trees were cut off one after another.

She said coldly:

"I will say it one last time: the owner of the Butterfly Loves Flowers has nothing to do with me or my sect. On the contrary, I still want to find him to settle the account."

The originally joking Wu Wu Daozi suddenly restrained his smile. This time, he spoke seriously:

"Really nothing to do with it? Then there is one thing that is a coincidence."

"What is it?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu asked coldly. The snow-white sword energy around her didn't show any signs of stopping, enveloping her tall body.

This Great Female Monarch seemed to want to use this burst of anger to make a one-time effort and accumulate some kind of momentum!

Only listening to Wu Wu Daozi pointing to the mountain below:

"In the morning, that owner of the Butterfly Loves Flowers appeared once and struck a sword, impacting the Great Buddha—is he really in Prince Xunyang?"

Xue Xue Zhongzhu frowned and stared at Wu Wu Daozi, who was speaking slowly, and watched for a while, not knowing what she was thinking.

The next moment, the sword energy around her seemed to have accumulated to the extreme, just like an arrow on a bowstring, having to be fired.

The snow-white long sword carried behind Xue Xue Zhongzhu first soared into the sky, straight into the clouds.

She turned her head sharply, first throwing this doubt to the back of her mind, and left a word for Wei Wei Shaoqi, Du Du Shuqing, and others:

"The little lady with the jade hairpin, abolish her cultivation and leave her a dog's life! As for the other fake Zhou eagle dogs, crush them all to death."

The next moment, this golden-haired tall female monarch shot into the sky like a spring from dry land, her speed even faster than the long sword that had ascended before.

The snow-white long sword was originally slowing down and reaching its highest point. Just as it was about to fall, it converged with the golden-haired tall female monarch who was rushing into the sky.

The next instant, in the thousand-zhang clouds, one person and one sword fell together, the snow-white sword energy like a comet's tail, rushing toward the Donglin Great Buddha.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you catch the sword?"

On the mountain peak where the Great Female Monarch left, Wu Wu Daozi suddenly spoke.

Wei Wei Shaoqi heard this and looked solemn, "Mr. Wu, when can I see you again?"

The squinting old man didn't answer and spread out a scroll calmly.

Yuan Watching Yuan Huaimin had sharp eyes and discovered that it was exactly the newly painted landscape of the Twin Peaks.

The old man turned his head and handed a Peach Blossom Spring scroll to Wei Wei Shaoqi.

The sickly middle-aged scholar looked solemn, bowed, and performed a grand ceremony:

"Thank you, sir, for bestowing the sword."

The old man ignored him, turned around with his hands behind his back, and walked into the painting to meet an old friend.

The white dragon was like walking out of the painting of the most exquisite painter in the world,

its whole body snow-white, lifelike, and its vertical pupils nimble.

The twisting, massive body exuded a wild and ancient aura.

The water column it stirred up when it emerged from the water was nearly a thousand zhang, breaking through the white fog, the river water falling like rain, and there were even "fish" falling.

The "crucian carp crossing the river" that went to the sky with the river water fell one after another, or hit the armor of the soldiers on the shore, blood scales splashing.

However, the shock caused by this rain of the river on the north bank of the Twin Peaks was far less than the white dragon itself.

The white dragon appeared suddenly, with a roar, shaking the earth and mountains.

It twisted its body and rushed toward the "kind-eyed and pleasant" Great Buddha on the cliff of the grotto ahead.

The massive body crushed boats and bridges along the way, and the scattered unlucky female officials or armored soldiers along the way were crushed into mud,

just like mosquitoes slapped on the wall by a palm in summer. Looking down from the height of the insect lady, they were dots of mosquito blood blooming.

Words like land dragon and dragon-elephant power were difficult to describe the destructive power displayed by the white dragon.

It broke through the defense line on the north bank like a hot knife through butter and rushed straight toward the main grotto with a dome to block the rain,

which was also the location of the high platform where Rong Zhen, Song Mama, Yi Commandant Yi Qianqiu, and others were.

Clearly, this white dragon was released by the rebels of the Tiannan Tiannan Jianghu, and its target was the Donglin Great Buddha!

"Form ranks!"

Yi Commandant Yi Qianqiu was the first to come to his senses, took off her face mask, shouted loudly, mounted her horse, and went to organize the team.

This loud shout woke up the stunned crowd.

Wei Wu's mouth was dry, his face solemn, and he turned to summon all his men to defend.

Below the platform, Song Mama, who had originally laughed disdainfully, was now staring straight at the white dragon, observing the power and reality of this white dragon with a changing expression.

On the platform, Rong Zhen, in purple clothes, with a petite figure, raised her head coldly, her pink lips pursed into a thin line.

At this very moment, she seemed to understand the meaning of the sentence "Fighting with the evil dragon for too long, this body will turn into an evil dragon" on the Lady Yunmeng Order.

However, facing this behemoth she had never thought of, the palace-dressed girl didn't retreat an inch, but instead gripped her prayer beads,

stepped forward, her fragrant cheeks bulging, her eyes staring fiercely at the white dragon:

"Don't be stupid, help Commander Yi block it! So what if it's a dragon? Open the formation, I will behead this evil beast today!"

Her voice was cold as frost.

The crowd reacted immediately, guarding the high platform according to the original plan, protecting Rong Zhen, who was holding prayer beads and glowing with golden light in the center.

In front of the main grotto, Yi Commandant Yi Qianqiu led the Bai Hu Guard cavalry to barely form a line, ready to welcome the evil dragon.

Even though the Bai Hu Guard and the Imperial Observatory were well-trained and all elites, facing the rushing white dragon, they still had some panic.

However, Yi Commandant Yi Qianqiu took the lead, reducing some of this emotion. Seeing her back, the crowd's morale was boosted.

However, the moment the two sides collided, it was still a scene of people and horses falling.

Yi Commandant Yi Qianqiu flew backward, and the white dragon, as if shaking off ants, walked a bloody path through the crowd of armored soldiers.

Song Mama's nostrils trembled with anger, and she roared loudly: "The evil beast is looking for death."

Immediately, purple energy erupted, rushing toward the white dragon. At the moment of approaching, it suddenly turned, and the purple energy around her body, like a knife, swept across the back of the white dragon's neck, and then flew toward its belly, which was raised in pain, as if looking for some weak reverse scales.

The white dragon felt pain and raised its neck high, groaning.

Song Mama's figure was very small to it, and she could flexibly control the air to avoid head-on collisions.

The white dragon was massive and couldn't turn around to eat her for a while. However, the next moment, the enraged white dragon's eyes suddenly flashed with purple light, as if it had regained its cold clarity. It straightened its head, ignored Song Mama, and continued to rush toward the Great Buddha and the high platform at its feet.

Song Mama's expression changed slightly, and she continued to rush over, wanting to harass it. Just at this moment, a cold, mocking female voice with a stiff accent came, echoing throughout the scene.

"Old dog, your dog head belongs to me, don't send it randomly."

Only to see a snow-white rainbow rising from the Nanfeng, first entering the clouds, then falling from the clouds, crashing toward the high platform of the main grotto like a comet.

Song Mama's expression changed suddenly, and she immediately changed direction, rushing up from below to meet it.

The snow-white comet and the purple light group suddenly collided.

The next instant, dazzling light shot out.

The whole scene fell into a brief blindness.