"The Dragon King of the North Four Lakes?"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Zhang Daoran felt a little headache.

Long Yiyun had a strong sense of protecting his calf at this time. Zhang Daoran looked at Long Yiyun and then looked at the calm lake. He felt helpless: "The dragon clan is so arrogant, so proud, and so much like to override all living things?"

Shaking his head and ignoring Long Yiyun, Zhang Daoran's figure flashed and came to Lang Yining.

Lang Yining did not expect that the good Long Yiyun would attack it and did not make any defense. Although Lang Yining successfully condensed the demon pill, it was just equivalent to the first gathering of human Yin Gods and human souls. Long Yiyun's strength was equivalent to the unity of Yin and Yang Gods, and the realm of the primordial spirit was about to condense, which was one line higher than Zhang Daoran's strength.

Long Yiyun and his tail seemed to have not used much power, but Lang Yining was still seriously injured. He was lying on the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth and looking listless. He just had a pair of eyes, with endless anger, looking at Long Yiyun floating on the lake.

"well......"

When the dragon was attacked by the Dragon Guardian, Lang Yining, Shuangying and the Dragon united together to deal with the Dragon Guardian. At the moment when Lang Yining was threatened by his life, Long Yiyun took action at the critical moment and saved Lang Yining's life.

Originally, the spirit beasts on the island in the middle of the lake no longer had any hostility to each other and could live in peace.

"This tail shattered the newly established friendship between Lang Yining and Long Yiyun..."

Zhang Daoran sighed in his heart, took out a pill and placed it in his palm: "Yining, this is the holy medicine for healing, please take it..."

Lang Yining rolled his tongue and the pill entered his mouth. The effect of this pill was indeed obvious. In an instant, Lang Yining's listless expression improved, and he stood up as soon as possible. His front legs were slightly lowered and he looked at Long Yiyun with a grin.

"Teacher..." Lang Yining's expression and hostility made Long Yiyun feel a little uncomfortable. His body flashed in front of Zhang Daoran: "This humble creature dared to glar at me so much after making a mistake..."

The Dragon Clan is proud, and Long Yiyun, who has just turned into a dragon, is fully demonstrated. The Dragon Clan is a divine beast, and is almost omnipotent in its clouds and rain, and is born powerful. The Dragon Clan has a kind of arrogance of becoming king and domineering, and does not take all the spirits in the world into consideration.

Long Yiyun was a little angry with Lang Yining's various performances.

Frowning, Long Yiyun's expression and tone, and this mentality of seeing all spirits in the world made Zhang Daoran feel a little surprised. He raised his head and looked at Long Yiyun floating in the air with his body undulating, Zhang Daoran's voice was calm: "Yiyun, your Taoist heart is unstable, and you have already entered a misunderstanding at this time, which is very terrible."

Zhang Daoran could see through Long Yiyun's mentality at this moment.

He claims to be the Dragon King, regards Beisihu as his territory, and regards the creatures of Beisihu as his own people. He is dedicated to the power and to stand at the high end and look down on the world. This idea is inconsistent with the mentality of the practitioner.

Practice Taoism, be indifferent to fame and fortune, not be trapped by the world, not be burdened by fame and fortune, and not lose your mind for desire.

"Teacher..." Long Yiyun was just a child with only six or seven years old thinking after hearing Zhang Daoran's words. Instead, he looked at Lang Yining with his eyes, and a trace of flame flashed in his eyes: "Disciple knows that the heart of Tao cannot be confused, and needs to be persevering. And my dragon clan was born as the leader of all spirits, and the king of all spirits. Beisihu is the territory of disciples, and the creatures of Beisihu are the people of disciples. The lives of the people are threatened, and the disciples are not protected well, and the heart of Tao will be unstable..."

"The Crystal Palace built by my disciples is where the faith of the creatures in the North Four Lakes is. If the faith does not exist and the Crystal Palace is unstable, there will be disasters in the North Four Lakes..."

Long Yiyun was a little persistent and refused to give in at all.

Zhang Daoran's face changed a little. He glanced at Lang Yining, who had recovered, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Kill the chicken to warn the monkey, Lang Yining ignored the existence of his disciples and captured his disciples' people without authorization. The disciples must punish him..."

Seeing that Zhang Daoran's tone was a little concessionate, Long Yiyun felt relieved and his tone became a little stern.

"What kind of punishment do you want to make?"

Zhang Daoran's tone was a little solemn and his face was a little gloomy: "Don't forget, Lang Yining is your fellow disciple."

"Abolish his cultivation and return to his original form, and he will never be able to practice Taoism for the rest of his life..."

Without any scruples, Lang Yining was a fellow disciple. Long Yiyun's words changed Lang Yining's face, his hair stood up all over his body, his eyes were full of fear and anger. Lang Yining didn't know what Zhang Daoran would do, whether to protect himself or obey Long Yiyun's punishment.

Abolish the cultivation level and return to its original form. Lang Yining was able to survive at this time, relying on this body of cultivation. Even if Lang Yining transformed his body by elixirs, he was still in his twilight years. Without cultivation level, he would die within a few days.

Zhang Daoran did not express his opinion when Long Yiyun made the decision. Instead, he carried his hands on his back, his face returned to calmness, and his eyes were half-closed: "All spirits in the world are mutually reborn, and there are life and death. The Beisi Lake is the foundation for the fishermen around him to survive. The residents of the Beisi Lake, east, west, south, north and four banks have been fishing here for countless years, and have caught countless fish. In the past, they are now hunting, and they will continue to hunt in the future..."

Just like now, wherever Zhang Daoran's eyes reach, there are several fishing boats catching fish.

Not only that, I don’t know how many people are fishing or fishing where they can’t see.

Some are a kind of fun, and some make a living by it. No matter what purpose, the final result they want is the same, which means they have satisfactory harvests. This purpose will cause a large number of fish to die.

Just as Long Yiyun was about to reply, Zhang Daoran suddenly looked up, his eyes were filled with a hint of sharpness, and he looked at Long Yiyun: "So, the residents of the North Four Lakes and Four Banks are hunting countless of your people, what should you do?"

Zhang Daoran's sharp eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing Long Yiyun's heart. Long Yiyun was shocked, but a slight flame ignited in his eyes: "Sentenced for sin, punishment is made. Life or death is determined by the number of people they have hunted and killed..."

"You want to be the master of Beisihu Lakes, and your life and death are all due to your own determination?"

Zhang Daoran smiled, a little weird, and he couldn't tell that he was laughing, as if his smile was full of anger.

Long Yiyun was not afraid at all: "Teacher, we practitioners are already high and above. All spirits in the world and those who do not become immortals should worship and believe in us. All destiny should be in the hands of us transcendents..."

"presumptuous......"

Zhang Daoran's voice was like a bell, as if thunder appeared in the clear sky: "The existence of gods is based on balance. He has power, but does not benefit the three realms, but wants to harm the mortal world..."

Long Yiyun's mentality is very terrible. In Long Yiyun's eyes, all the spirits in the world are just ants. If you want him to live, you can live. If you want him to die, you will never be able to live. How different is this mentality to the demon?

This mentality is so cruel.

Even the high-ranking Emperor and the saint who live in chaos dare not speak like this and take everything for granted.

"How can this mentality be able to achieve enlightenment? This mentality may not be able to achieve enlightenment in the future, and fall into the devil's way..." Zhang Daoran was furious and exuded a trace of terrible aura on his body. The old wolf lay directly on the ground. Long Yiyun in the air kept his figure, but was stunned for a moment.

No one has ever seen it, whether it is Lao Lang Lang Yining, Long Yiyun, or the disciples of the Sanqing audience. Zhang Daoran would be so angry.

"teacher......"

Long Yiyun felt a little afraid in his heart: "These creatures...disciples..."

"It's not the reason for all spirits in the world, it's not the problem between life and death..." Zhang Daoran's face was still angry: "It's your mentality, and the attitude of seeing all things in the world is no different from that of the demon..."

He stretched out a hand, and strange energy emitted, instantly covering Long Yiyun: "All spirits in the world, thousands of laws, your mentality is in a demon, I will punish you for three years to face the wall. If you cannot realize the truth and cannot see through the demon of your heart, although I will not hurt your life, my fate has ended, I will sterilize your cultivation and return to my original form..."
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