Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he laughed and said, "Brother, the master said that Xiao Hei had drunk the Shenquan and would not have to go to the Dragon Pool to practice in the future."

Li Xiuyuan was stunned. Thinking of his previous appearance as he turned into a crow and stood on an old tree, he couldn't help but realize it.

The treasure in the Shenlong Pool is also a Shenquan, and Xiao Hei naturally no longer goes there to practice hard after drinking the Shenquan.

Speaking of this, Xiao Hei took his hand and said, "Why don't you drink the divine spring? Don't go to Shenlong Valley to get angry with the great elder."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, poured spiritual tea into the cup, picked up a cup and blew it gently.

He came to the Shenlong Continent not only to complete the Nine Turns of the Shenlong, but also to see his master Long Qingfeng, Xiaobai and the guy in front of him.

Regardless of the grudges between ancient Canglong, Xiao Hei and the Great Elder, and the cause and effect between himself and his nephew Long Taiping.

He was going to walk to Shenlong Valley for a while, this was his practice.

He hasn't left the thousands of miles of the Shenlong Continent. He believes that if the old Taoist priest is here, he will support him in making such a choice.

After thinking about it, he looked at Xiao Hei and said, "Are you very capable? Then you will become a crow and follow me to walk in Shenlong Valley."

Xiao Hei, who had full meat, held a cup of spiritual tea and said with his eyes glowing: "I don't know if the Great Elder will recognize me?"

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at him and said, "It shouldn't be. When I first entered the inn, I didn't recognize you."

Not to mention that his pair of eyes that break the delusion was imprisoned by the old Taoist priest, based on his intuition about danger, Li Xiuyuan believed that few people could surpass him.

The moment he saw Xiao Hei, he never expected that this stupid guy would turn into standing there.

No wonder, the moment I walked into the inn, the crow on the old tree would quarrel at me a few times.

Xiao Hei thought for a while, looked at him and asked in confusion: "Can you recognize me when you enter the door, brother?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "Do you think I am a god? If I recognize you, I will set you a fire first so that you won't come down even if you see me."

Xiao Hei was startled and couldn't help but lean back and said, "Brother, don't scare me, Xiao Hei will also spit out fire."

This sentence is a joke and a fact. Xiao Hei thought that he is not a simple crow at the moment. In addition to the Dragon Fire, he has something even more powerful.

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he was amused and looked at him and laughed: "Oh, you are still capable. Come on, don't slap the fire of the dragon if you have the ability."

Xiao Hei shook his head, and the old god said, "Brother, don't worry, you will know in the end."

Li Xiuyuan was startled, thought for a moment and asked, "Is it possible..."

Speaking of this, even he was shocked. This was not as simple as Xiao Hei's ability to transform into a crow.

Instead, like Xiaolonger and Long Potian, they jumped over the divine dragon and evolved towards the ancestral dragon.

If Xiao Hei said, wouldn’t this guy be against the will of heaven one day?

Looking at the strange smile on Li Xiuyuan's face, Xiao Hei shook his head and said, "The master said I will practice until it's early, so I'm not in a hurry."

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at him and asked seriously: "Next, should we go directly to Shenlong Valley or..."

According to Li Xiuyuan's temperament, he really wanted to go to the desert not far outside Luoshui Town to take a look.

Let’s take a look at the place where the Shenquan was born, and after being poached by the gentleman from Shenlong Valley, it became a barren place.

Perhaps, I and Xiao Hei can find some opportunities for me.

Xiao Hei's black eyes rolled around and looked at him and asked, "Why don't we go to the desert and my brother didn't come. Xiao Hei is timid and dare not go."

Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and did not respond.

That night, the two of them chatted until the hour of Hai, and Xiao Hei rubbed his eyes and climbed onto the bed.

...

The moist and warm spring breeze finally blew down from the South China Sea to the east of the Shenlong Continent. The Shenlong Valley is in the northeast of the entire continent. Spring is just the right time.

The abundant rain and warm air make the entire Wangchuan Mountains full of vitality.

Shenlong Valley, located deep in the Forgetful River, also woke up from hibernation. The wild flowers bloomed all over the mountains, and the birds in the mountains were flying around excitedly.

The main hall hidden under the ancient trees in the sky in the mountains stretches all the way up the valley, demonstrating that the Shenlong Valley is a mysterious and solemn place.

In a remote corner deep in the valley, there is a small building. Compared with other majestic halls in the valley, it looks a bit simple and few are traced.

This hall is made of countless bluestones, and two large skylights and a stone door are opened against the side of the cliff.

The spring light in the sky shines in from the two skylights, conveying the vitality of spring into the hall.

There is a large table made of iron and wood in the main hall, about three feet long and five feet wide.

There were several wide iron-wood chairs in front of the table, with white hair turning into black hair, and Long Qingfeng, mixed with some white hair, sat at the table.

The small stove on the table was whimpering, and a pot of spiritual tea was emitting a faint mist.

After Xiao Hei left Shenlong Valley, he did not leave the gate of the hall.

Xiaobai and the servants in Shenlong Valley sent them all. He didn't know that Shenlong Valley is now in March with grass growing and birds flying.

I don’t know the changes in the seasons, and I don’t care about the changes in the attitudes of the elders and disciples towards me in the Shenlong Valley.

At night, someone came outside the hall where Long Qingfeng was located.

With the breath of spring fog, the person who came was Wang Shimu, the butler of the Great Elder Long Yu, and an old man who rushed in front of the Great Elder to bite people.

Wang Shimu, who was covered with a thin spring mist, came to Long Qingfeng and bowed to him.

He said: "The eldest elder is waiting for your reply. Shenlong Valley cannot be without Shenlong Sword."

Wang Shimu, who is the steward of the great elder, is also a cultivator in the Mahayana realm.

The Divine Dragon Sword he mentioned was naturally the Divine Dragon Sword that was taken away from the Divine Dragon Valley by Long Taiping to find trouble with the ancient Canglong.

There were not many magic swords in the entire Shenlong Valley, and the best ones that were taken away by the valley master when he ascended.

The Divine Dragon Sword under the jurisdiction of the Great Elder is a symbol of the power of the Divine Dragon Valley, because there has been no more of the Divine Dragon Valley since the Divine Dragon Valley ascended.

The elders did not accept anyone. Even the masters with extremely strong cultivation came back from the lower realm and were unwilling to take the position of the Valley Master, and even the elders did not do it.

Just hide in the deepest part of Shenlong Valley and be an idle person, and teach two precious apprentices with peace of mind.

Even so, no one dared to violate the old man's majesty in Shenlong Valley, because even the great elder had never seen Long Qingfeng take action.

This is why Xiao Hei made a mistake, Long Qingfeng was able to arrange for him to go out to avoid the limelight as soon as possible.

Later, the ancient Canglong had disagreements with the Great Elder. After going out to leave Shenlong Valley, the monks in Shenlong Valley either chose to remain neutral or turned to the Great Elder.

However, even the Great Elder has unspeakable suffering.

Even if he wanted to ascend to the throne of the Valley Lord, he could not take out the Dragon Sword as the symbol of the Valley Lord.

So, he sent the butler over and over again to ask Long Qingfeng to cast another dragon sword.

Since Long Qingfeng met Li Xiuyuan outside the wilderness Ding'an City, he has stopped forging a sword.

So he ignored the unreasonable request of the Great Elder, and went to find the sword lost by his nephew.

After hearing this, Long Qingfeng did not react. He still sat quietly at the table holding an ancient book, and a cup of spiritual tea in his left hand seemed to have not heard Wang Shimu's words.

Seeing that the old man did not respond, Wang Shimu was not surprised. He smiled and said, "The Great Elder and several elders plan to take over the position of the Valley Master next spring."

Long Qingfeng's fingers holding the teacup froze slightly, and his eyes gradually became indifferent when he looked between the lines.

"The Great Elder originally wanted to ask you to take over the old age, but you didn't want to pay attention to the things in the Shenlong Valley. There was no way, so he had to do it. Please understand the great elder's good intentions."

In Wang Shimu's opinion, since even several elders in the valley expressed their acquiescent to this matter, you are just an idle old man, how dare you disobey the will of being the master of the valley?

Long Qingfeng didn't make a sound, and he didn't even sigh.

He didn't even raise his head to look at Wang Shimu not far from the table. There was no anger on his face, but a spark of sparks gathered in his calm eyes.

Silence does not mean that he has agreed to the other party's request.

In Shenlong Valley, no one dared to speak to him in this tone, even the great elder who wanted to ascend to the throne of the valley master.

I quietly looked at the ancient book in my hand, when the fire of the stars was about to burn.

He said lightly: "Tell the Great Elder. Old Man Long will return to Shenlong Valley and come to me again."

Old man Long is naturally the name Long Qingfeng calls the ancient Canglong.

Wang Shimu was stunned. He didn't expect Long Qingfeng to mention the ancient Canglong at this time.

You know, the ancient Canglong is a taboo in the mouth of the Great Elder, and no one dares to mention this person in his face in daily life.

At this time, Long Qingfeng actually brought out the old guy. Isn’t this intention to cause trouble?

Thinking of this, Wang Shimu couldn't help but step forward and said, "When will Xiao Hei come back to the bottle of divine spring that was lost in the valley last time... When will Xiao Hei come back?"

At this time, Wang Shimu did not choose to answer the old man's question, but pointed his finger at Xiao Hei who was going out to avoid the limelight.

Long Qingfeng's fingers trembled slightly, and quietly placed the ancient book pinched in his hand on the table.

He sighed leisurely and replied, "Xiao Hei is my disciple of Long Qingfeng, not from Shenlong Valley! Do you have any evidence to show that he stole the bottle of Shenquan?"

Whether it is the naughty Xiao Hei or the obedient and gentle Xiao Bai, they are all the flesh of Long Qingfeng's heart. How could he allow a butler to point fingers at him?

When Wang Shimu heard this, an evil fire couldn't help but surged into his heart.

He took a step forward again, looked at Long Qingfeng and said seriously: "If we had evidence, we would not have let him leave Shenlong Valley at the beginning."

His meaning is very obvious, that is, you, Long Qingfeng's disciple, only when I caught the handle, I also had countless ways to kill him.
To be continued...