Chapter 11

When it was getting dark, Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian finally rushed to the outside of Jiaolong City.

In a city belonging to the sect, it is very reckless to fly directly into the city, so the two landed slowly, preparing to enter the city through the city gate in an orderly manner.

Lu Qingshan put the mahogany sword into the storage ring, and the hidden sword is also put away her temporary sword weapon.

A sword weapon of the middle-grade spiritual weapon level.

As far as Jianji Jianxiu is concerned, if he has a middle-grade spiritual weapon quality natal sword as his starting hand, it can be regarded as a dream.

But in Zang Xiaojian, such a spiritual weapon is just a sword weapon that will be used for the time being.

The origin of the hidden sword can be seen.

When entering the city, Lu Qingshan once again felt the dark heart and domineering aspects of Sea God Sect.

Because at the gate of the city, there were actually city guards belonging to the Sea God Sect, who charged a considerable amount of entry fee to those who entered the city.

This is unimaginable in the cities under the jurisdiction of Daxia.

But even with such a tyranny, because it is the only city in the entire Jiaolong Island, the city is still crowded with people, and there are many shops on both sides of the road. Compared with the county town of Daxia, its prosperity is not inferior at all.

This is monopoly.

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After entering the city, Zang Xiaojian's big eyes rolled bonyly, while scanning the environment in the city, he asked, "Where are we going next?"

"Why don't you go eat first? Are you not hungry after traveling for so long?!" King West Rat was the first to stand up and make a suggestion, while shaking his head and showing off: "The so-called sexuality is also..."

Zang Xiaojian couldn't help laughing, and gave King Xishu a thumbs up with a smile in his eyes, "This book bag hangs well!"

Being praised by Zang Xiaojian, King Xishu was even more triumphant, and the red mane on his head was about to stand on end.

"Let's get down to business first, and see if we can find any traces of that underground force." Lu Qingshan chose to ignore the words of King Xishu.

...

This is a square located in the center of Flood Dragon City and the most prosperous place.

"Isn't this too ostentatious?" Just arrived here, King West Mouse whispered.

Because in the center of the square, stands a huge black iron dragon statue, hundreds of feet high, cast from molten iron, the whole body is faintly black, with black light shining.

The dragon looks like four sharp claws, exuding a bit of chill. There are two extremely short horns cast on the dragon's head, and there are extremely ferocious bulges on the eyebrows above the eyes.

This is the Flood Dragon Demon King who rules the Sea God Islands, the so-called 'Sea God'.

Lu Qingshan looked up at the ferocious black iron dragon statue for a long time.

"This is the place where the sacrificial ceremony will be held. At that time, the monks of the Sea God Sect will sacrifice to the boy in front of the dragon statue to show their respect for the Sea God." Zang Xiaojian said.

"Lu Qingshan, aren't you looking for that underground force? Why are you here?" King Xishu asked in bewilderment.

"Find out." Lu Qingshan replied.

"Find out?" The King of the West Mouse was even more puzzled.

Lu Qingshan put his eyes away from the Jiaolong statue, turned to look around, and explained: "If you have an enemy, you will always pay attention to him."

"This is a subconscious behavior of people, and it will not change anyway."

The King of the West Mouse was at a loss, his little head obviously couldn't understand the meaning of Lu Qingshan's words.

"So if there really is an underground force that wants to overthrow the Sea God Sect, then even if they are not prepared to launch an attack on the sacrificial ceremony presided over by the Sea God Sect that has aroused public dissatisfaction, they will inevitably come secretly on the day of the sacrificial ceremony. Watch this ceremony live!" Zang Xiaojian instantly understood the meaning of Lu Qingshan's words.

"Yes, and if it's just an individual, maybe you can suppress the desire to come to the scene in person, but if it's a huge force, with a large number of people, it's impossible to prohibit everyone from going to the ceremony." Lu Qingshan clicked Nodding, added a sentence.

After carefully observing the surrounding buildings,

Lu Qingshan finally fixed his eyes on a four-story restaurant at an oblique corner, and said to King Xishu, "Aren't you hungry? Go eat!"

King Xishu was stunned for a moment, he couldn't keep up with Lu Qingshan's jumping rhythm, but when he heard that he was going to eat, he couldn't care less about other things.

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An elegant seat on the fourth floor of the restaurant, the table is messed up.

It's just that this time Zang Xiaojian is no longer as heartless as the King of the West Mouse, but looks out of the window and said softly: "Although the location of this restaurant is biased, the perspective from the top of the building is You can have a panoramic view of the entire square, but because it is in the corner, it will not be conspicuous."

——This kind of place is undoubtedly one of the most suitable places to observe the sacrificial ceremony on the day of the sacrificial ceremony for the monks of the underground forces.

King West Mouse looked up at the two of them. He always felt that there was some deep meaning in their conversation, but he couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and concentrated on eating again.

Zang Xiaojian showed a thoughtful expression, "And even if they are not here at that time, but mixed among the crowd watching the sacrificial ceremony in the square, from this perspective, it is also the most convenient place to observe."

Cooperating with smart people is undoubtedly a lot of worry-free, Lu Qingshan looked at Zang Xiaojian with approving eyes, nodded, "Not bad."

Lu Qingshan called the waiter to the shop, handed over a piece of silver that was not light, and made a reservation with the restaurant in advance for a table on the fourth floor on the day of the sacrificial ceremony.

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For the next three days, Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian wandered around the city, mingling in various restaurants, learning a lot of miscellaneous news and anecdotes.

For example, the most talented head of the Mo family in Longquan for thousands of years suddenly became addicted to alcohol a hundred years ago.

There are also rumors about the Jiaolong family. It is said that their king has been lying quietly for thousands of years, and the fifth claw is about to take shape.

The Flood Dragon Clan is just the name of the Flood Dragon Clan. In fact, if they don't have five claws, they are not considered dragons.

Only with four claws can it be called a flood dragon, and only when it transforms into a fifth claw can it be truly called a dragon.

The lifespan of the monster race is extremely long, and once the dragon demon king successfully produces the fifth claw, the lifespan will be extended again, and the people on the Sea God Islands will truly never have a peaceful day.

There is also the volcanic crater that can swallow even a monk, named Lingyuan by the people on the island, and it is located fifty miles north of Jiaolong City.

When it erupts water mist, you can even watch the gorgeous rainbow that follows in Jiaolong City, which is also a rare and strange sight.

But the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are. No birds can enter above Lingyuan. Once they get close to the sky above Lingyuan, they will be subjected to the huge and incomparable suction force from Lingyuan.

And for thousands of years, it has never been heard of a person who fell into the spiritual abyss and escaped from the spiritual abyss safe and sound.

Many rumors, true or false, let Lu Qingshan finally have a systematic understanding of the situation of this island.