Chapter 1238: Fang Longwa

The vegetation is boundless and lush, and even in the daytime, there are many brilliant shooting stars in the boundless blue sky, flying past softly and gorgeously like colored silk.

In the picturesque meadow, a young man sat on a low grassy slope. He rested his chin and watched the splendid scene in the sky, his eyes full of expectation.

"One day, I will also become the God of Shepherding Sun." The young man muttered to himself.

"You can't even feed the cows well now." A girl came over and said with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm not a cowherd. I should herd dragons. I will cultivate my dragons into the most brilliant sun in the sky, and bring life and aura to the people of the billions of stars in the Continent of Stars!"

"Everyone wants to be a god of shepherds, who will do the work of herding the cows? They should drink milk and eat." The girl said.

"You, you are a girl!" said the boy.

"In fact, grazing the sun is also very simple. Isn't it the same as herding cattle and sheep? Take it out to graze during the day and lock it in a pen at night; let the sun rise during the day and let it sleep with eyes closed at night..." The girl said innocently.

"Are you really stupid or really stupid, because the sun rises, it is called day, and because the sun sets, it is called night. If you want the world to be orderly and everything has animism, then you need to ensure that the sun rises at the right time all the time. Get up, let the sun go to sleep on time, make no mistakes for a year, make no mistakes for ten years, what about a hundred, a thousand or even ten thousand years?" said the boy.

"Hearing what you said, it seems really difficult. Then I'd better herd cattle and sheep. When I grow up, I will raise dragons, the kind of agricultural dragons that can benefit our tribe, open up wasteland, plow land, and move soil... "The girl said with a grin.

"Fool, I have no ambition. Herding the sun is the ideal that our family should have."

"I'm afraid of making mistakes. If I make a mistake in managing the sun, it will harm many, many people," the girl said.

Hearing these words, the young man fell into deep thought.

"Ah!!" Suddenly, the girl next to her screamed again, and then pointed to a white snowy area in the direction of the forest.

"Don't be surprised!" The boy said angrily.

"Look, it's melting!" the girl pointed at the pure white forest.

"How is it possible, since we were born,

There are tangled ice threads, are you dazzled? " said the boy.

"See for yourself!"

Greenery, this tribe has picturesque meadows, holy snow-capped mountains, and a sky as pure as sapphire. Everything is so peaceful, except between the meadow and the forest, there is a very special pure white , as if the artist accidentally licked a brush of white paint, but it also makes the whole painting more mysterious and unique.

Since the brothers and sisters became sensible, there was such an unusual white area not far outside the tribe. The locals called it a white cocoon because it was like a huge white cocoon.

When they were young, they often went there to play. The white velvet there is soft and cool in the hot summer. After so many years, it seems to have become a symbol of the tribe. No one asked where it came from. Then, what does it consist of? Every New Year's celebration, there will be old people in the village going to worship, treating the white cocoon as an illusory god...

I thought that this white cocoon would remain unchanged for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but today it melted, and the melting was accompanied by the melting of the holy snow mountain that has not melted for thousands of years. The mountain flows down and turns into countless wonderful white waterfalls and silver threads.

The people in the tribe also saw it. They stopped their work and ran to the meadow one after another.

Who knows who took the lead, called it a miracle, and then everyone bowed down, uttering the ancient words of praise.

The boy and the girl stood at the front, staring blankly at the melting white forest. The cocoon was as big as a forest. Its melting shocked the two brothers and sisters, and they were even more curious. Want to know what is inside the white cocoon, could it be an ancient dragon?

After all, someone had speculated that it was an extremely special dragon egg.

However, the two of them saw a boy who was about the same age as them, with black hair and skin as white as jade. He was as pure as a god who came down from Tianxue Mountain. His holiness and purity have diminished a bit!

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

I don't know which ethnic group shouted, so everyone started shouting the emperor.

There was an old lady who walked up to the emperor devoutly, and put a velvet robe she woven by herself on his body, and then she retreated reverently.

"Where is this?" asked the young man who was called the emperor's son.

"Juntian..." said the old lady.

"Which Shenzhou?"

"Scaria Lizhou."

"Where is Beidou Shenzhou?" the emperor asked.

"Wu Beidou Shenzhou..." the old lady said in a daze.

"Yes, yes, I have heard from Mr. Guan Xing that there is a strange light in the north, the light is called Big Dipper, and it falls into the field of Xuantian..." At this time, the young man said very excitedly.

"Boy, are you sure?? Don't dare to lie to the Emperor." The old woman said sternly.

"I never lie to anyone, there is still a record in the master's astronomical book!" The young man said with great certainty.

"How many years ago was that?" the emperor asked hastily.

"I don't know, it was a long time ago."

"how long?"

"I haven't been born yet, maybe my father hasn't been born either..." the boy said.

"Thousands of years?"

"That's not..."

The boy didn't know much, he just eavesdropped on some history from his husband.

"Emperor, can you tell us any apocalypse?" the old woman asked cautiously.

"I'm not an emperor, my name is... my name is..." The man thought for a while, but couldn't say his name immediately. He looked up at the clear sky, thought for a moment, and said, "My name is Zhu Minglang...well, yes, that's the name."

"Are you just an ordinary person?" the old woman asked again.

"Yes, a very ordinary, very ordinary person."

"You don't have the ability to fly into the sky, call the wind and rain, and chase the moon and the sun?"

"No." Zhu Minglang replied.

"Then what do you do?" the old woman asked seriously.

"Same as them." Zhu Minglang pointed to the boys and girls herding cattle and sheep, and then said, "I am also a dragon boy..."

"Then... what about your dragon?" the boy asked.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head, looked around, and smiled wryly, "They seem to wake up before me."

"Hahaha, you lost your own dragon!" The young man burst out laughing.

Zhu Minglang was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed.

"You can learn from herding cattle and sheep. As long as you don't lose a cow or a sheep for a whole year, you are a qualified herder. When you grow up, you can learn how to herd dragons slowly." The girl is very sincere. The suggestion of this human being who is stupider than himself.