Chapter 128: Search for treasure

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, is a character who is open to manipulation, bullying and fearful of hardship in many myths and legends in Yang Jian's memory.
But after arriving in the Great Wilderness, Yang Jian increasingly felt that the Dragon Clan was unfathomable and that the Dragon King was not such a simple character.
The son of Ancestral Dragon, an elder with the oldest qualifications of the Dragon Clan, and the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan, led the Dragon Clan to lurch all over the world, through one world after another, and experienced disaster after disaster.
Compared with the Phoenix Clan, who shared the responsibility of breaking the primordial land with the Dragon Clan, apart from the occasional rumors about the two relatively famous descendants of the Phoenix Clan, Kong Xuan and Golden Wing Dapeng, they have long disappeared.
The dragons chose to live forbearingly, only care about luck, regardless of face.
The Heavenly Court edict, the dragons perform the responsibility of raining in the wild land, if there is a short delay, the dragons who rained will be punished heavily by the heavens, or even go to Sendai.
But the Dragon Palace never complained, and never offended the Heavenly Court because of this, letting the Heavenly Court take a few of their Dragon Clan's incompetent heirs to stand up.
But if this kind of thing is placed among other big clans and martial sects, I am afraid that it has already been fighting with the heavens...
Thinking of this, Yang Jian felt that the situation of the Dragon Clan for countless years might not be any better than the Witch Clan. Although the descendants of the Witch tribe were not allowed to practice, they were still not what the Heavenly Court wanted to handle.
The dragons’ combat power is unclear, but they can only dormant...
As he walked, Aoji felt that there seemed to be something to talk between the two ‘elders’ in front of him, and he deliberately fell behind by dozens of steps, and casually took a look at his own scenery.
"Eldest brother," Yang Jian asked beside, "I want Heaven to save my mother, can I have a good plan to help me?"
"Don't be anxious, wait for the opportunity," Ao Guangsong said, pulling Yang Jian's arm away, with his hands behind his back, "It's a good thing to have a calm mind, but occasionally there should be a young man's spirit.
"Enthusiasm?" Yang Jian frowned.
"Yes, spirit," Ao Guang smiled and nodded, the pair of dragon eyes on the dragon's head looked at Yang Jian, "I watch and act, every step is calculated, every step is too calm, in fact, it doesn't need to be so."
Yang Jian was stunned, and nodded slowly, seeming to have something.
Spirit...
Do you study that monkey? In a rage, he went to heaven and made a fool of himself, but he could not escape the calculations of the chess player.
Forget it, look for the right opportunity and act eagerly.
Yang Jian smiled and sighed in his heart. The matter was temporarily pressed in his heart and asked Ao Guang: "Girl Ao...Is Xin Ke congenital damage?"
He has already called Lord Long's eldest brother, and it is too strange to call Miss Ao. Now that the marriage certificate has been signed and the marriage has been decided, although there is not much communication, they are considered unmarried couples, so it's okay to call their names directly.
"Well," the look in Ao Guang's eyes was also dark, as if thinking of the monstrous years of war.
The Dragon Lord sighed and said: "I have dozens of siblings, but Xinke is the youngest, who just broke her shell just before the First Yuanhui. Before that, she was attacked by the Phoenix clan when she was born. It’s not easy to survive a big loss."
Yang Jian asked: "Is there a remedy?"
"Yes, saints."
Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded lightly, thinking about it in his heart.
In this matter, I am afraid that I will have to wait until I really have the ‘weight’ to talk to the saint before making plans.
In fact, Yang Jian didn't dislike Ao Xinke's state at this time. Every time she saw how anxious she wanted to speak but couldn't tell, he always wanted to tease and bully her more to see how cute she was crying.
But when Yang Jian heard about Ao Xinke’s past in Aojina, he felt a bit empathetic, as if in her, he saw the shadow of her loneliness in her previous life...
This is the first time I am a husband, and I don't know what to do for her to make her happy and feel that marrying myself has not been wronged.
"That's it," Ao Guang said warmly, and Yang Jian looked up.
This place is a somewhat remote garden in the Dragon Palace. Following the corridor along the way, there is a ‘rockery’ at the end of the corridor.
The Dragon King pointed out a brilliance, and two light gates slowly appeared in the rockery. After the Dragon King said please, Yang Jian followed in a muddle manner.
I was really taken aback when I went in.
There are many battlefields here, and each of them is a strong mystery that Yang Jian has never experienced.
The gate of light is formed by the overlap of more than ten formations. If there is no light from the dragon king, unless the saint invites it, others don't need to enter this treasure house.
Passing through the gate of light, Yang Jian seemed to be in the sea of ​​stars, the sky gleaming with stars, faintly covering the principle of Zhou Tian's star battle.
There was a smooth water surface under his feet. When his footsteps fell, there were gentle waves swinging away, not knowing how far away, and finally gradually disappeared.
He raised his head and looked forward, completely at a loss, between the stars and the sea, turning around, mysterious and unpredictable.
Tick, tick...
"The treasure house is behind you," Ao Guang's voice came from beside him, and Yang Jian was able to withdraw his mind from the endless sea of ​​stars and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Good place."
Lord Long smiled noncommitantly, and waited for Yang Jian to turn around, leading him to the ‘island’ that exuded a faint moonlight.
The island seemed to be far away, but after taking four or five steps, Yang Jian unknowingly stepped onto the white jade stairs on the edge of the island.
There are objects floating on both sides of the stairs, all hidden in the enveloping treasures, but on both sides of the stairs, there are dozens of treasures.
"There are many spiritual treasures hidden here," the Dragon King smiled beside him, "but the treasures have spirits, and they can only be obtained if they are destined."
Yang Jian nodded, not being dazzled by so many treasures, his eyes were still clear, and he looked at a few ‘long’ weapons.
A halberd, black all over, about two feet long, exuding fierce power, and dark red blood stains on the sharp point. I don't know what it has killed before, and its blood will last forever.
A long spear surrounded by clouds of celestial clouds is white all over, with fine lines on it to increase grip, and the red tassel beside the tip of the spear is as red as blood.
Another purple spear...
Yang Jian walked through the steps in succession, but didn't fancy any object.
It's not that the things that are placed outside are not good things. The treasures here are all personally dependent. Even if it is not a spiritual treasure, there is a little spirituality on it, and it is easy to transform into a spiritual treasure.
But Yang Jian didn't like it very much, and felt that something was missing.
Finally, he saw a long stick, black like a fire stick, but exuding fierce aura.
"Eldest brother, can I give it a hand."
"Whatever you want." Ao Guang made a please gesture, and Yang Jian stood in front of the long stick, raised his hand to hold the black stick, and a wave of warmth penetrated into his palm, and was quickly assimilated by profound energy.
Yang Jian shook it lightly, feeling that it was easy, and then made two more slashing positions, frowning.
"How?" Ao Guang asked with a smile.
"It's too light," Yang Jian sighed, patted the stick, and put it back in place.
The black stick trembled slightly and gave out a little depressive breath, as if explaining that the person who just refined it used the wrong Xiancai, so the weight is a little lighter.
Yang Jian couldn't help smiling, this treasure was really spiritual, arched his hands and walked aside.
At this time, a few more figures appeared outside the island, all of whom were handsome and handsome young dragons. Three of them, Yang Jian, still knew each other and had seen them at the banquet that day.
Ao Ji walked at a later position with a look of excitement; the others were similar in appearance, all eager to try.
"Father," the few people saluted Lord Long.
On the contrary, Lord Long showed a little power here, saying: "Choose each one, don't be greedy."
"Yes." Several dragons agreed, and walked into various parts of the island. However, there were several other ‘branches’ on the steps. Obviously, each person has his own fate.
But Ao Ji moved his eyes, and moved to Yang Jian's side, and followed Yang Jian all the way.
Good luck, don't touch it.
"Your Highness, I don't know UU reading www.uukanshu.com, who are they?" Yang Jian asked.
Ao Ji said: "You don't know the only two? One is my ninth brother and the other is my twelve brother."
"Oh? Can't other dragons enter the treasury?" Yang Jian calmly learned that there was no Longgong third prince Ao Bing among the people.
"This depends on the qualifications and cultivation," Ao Ji explained vaguely, and Yang Jian probably understood.
That Ao Bing should have poor aptitude, and was not valued by Dragon Palace.
In the end, even though Nezha could be beaten to death, he could enter the Conferred God List and serve in the Heavenly Court, but after all, he lost his freedom.
Even if the Dragon Palace had to calculate the luck of the gods, it would not be able to get too much luck. It was reasonable to let an unbelievable prince go to the heaven to be a canopy star.
"Uncle Yang..." Ao Ji sighed silently, "Do you have any treasures you like?"
"I was looking for some long weapons and tried a few, but they all felt too light."
Ao Ji glanced at Ao Guang who was standing in the distance, and said in a low voice: "You are looking for weight. I know there is a good object, but it is still a semi-perfect magic weapon. It should be placed in a corner or debris. In the pile."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up.
Ao Ji said again: "That thing is very heavy, several times heavier than the Dinghai Shenzhen needle west of my Dragon Palace. I saw that several dragon elders had to work together to move it."
"What is it?"
"Long spear? Stick? You will find out if you go and see it, and I can't recognize it either." Ao Ji quickly stepped aside after speaking, as if he hadn't talked to Yang Jian.
But how can this scene escape the dragon eyes of Lord Dragon? But Lord Long just smiled and nodded without saying much, which made Ao Ji a little relieved.
In fact, it is not convenient for the Dragon King to introduce Yang Jian one by one. With Ao Ji, Yang Jian can save a lot of effort.