Chapter 537 The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

roar!

The roar of the dragon was vivid, and a dragon shadow flashed across the clouds, then disappeared.

The dragon has its head but not its tail.

After a moment, Bailong turned into a figure and landed next to Zhang Jiuyang. His snowy clothes were cold, his hair was like a waterfall, his body was slender, and every inch of his skin was as bright as the moonlight.

"Officer, thanks to you just now."

Her glazed pupils looked at Zhang Jiuyang, with a hint of brilliance deep in her eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang would give her a surprise every time he came out of seclusion. Now he was completely invisible to her.

Not only can't it be seen through, but the real dragon's keen spiritual sense can also feel a faint sense of oppression.

You know, she is now at the peak of the Sixth Realm!

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her with soft eyes. He gently held the soft and boneless jade hand and played with the slender and soft fingertips.

"Thank you for your hard work during this time."

It's easy for him to be the shopkeeper, but Ao Li has to silently support the entire Longhu Mountain behind his back.

"It's not hard, Ao Ya can talk a lot now, and her intelligence seems to have improved a bit."

Speaking of this, her eyes sparkled and she looked at Zhang Jiuyang tenderly.

After getting Kang Jinxingjun's visualization chart, Ao Ya's symptoms of stupidity gradually improved. She could now learn things very quickly that she couldn't teach before.

This is all Zhang Jiuyang's contribution.

"If we are one family, why speak two different languages?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, then took a step forward, looking with burning eyes at the almost perfect beauty under the moon.

"Madam, I have a proposal."

"What proposal?"

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the next year is the Year of the Dragon. How about we... give birth to a dragon baby? So that Xiao Ya can have a companion."

Ao Li was startled, feeling Zhang Jiuyang's somewhat fiery gaze. Her snow-white skin felt inexplicably hot, but her legs under the lotus skirt were slightly together, and there was also a trace of expectation in her heart.

"I want to, but you... don't seem to be able to do it..."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly became angry and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not that I'm not good, it's that our cultivation is too high and the probability of conceiving an heir is too low. This is not my problem!!"

One of them is a human and the other is a dragon. It is not easy for them to give birth to children, not to mention that they both have such high cultivation levels. It should be noted that the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to give birth to offspring.

"Last time in Yue Mansion, on Ling'er's bed, who slept for several days without getting out of bed?"

Ao Li recalled that wonderful experience, her glazed eyes seemed to be rippling, and her ethereal voice had an indescribable sense of charm.

"But I'm still not pregnant, sir. You can't do it when it comes to giving birth."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly discovered that there was some anger that could not be cut off by the Tiandun sword technique.

He picked Ao Li up by the waist, and as soon as he stepped forward, his figure disappeared from the place, and the next moment he appeared in his room.

"I don't believe in evil anymore. The probability is not enough. Just make up the quantity!"

"Fight for three hundred rounds first!"

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The tent is warm in the spring night, and the hibiscus weeps at night.

Three days passed, and it was not until the New Year's Day that Zhang Jiuyang opened the door, removed the formation, felt comfortable and walked out of the door in high spirits.

Smoothing the skirt of his clothes, he met Ah Li head-on.

"Brother Ninth, happy New Year!"

The little girl was dressed in red, with two round hair tied with red silk, and a lotus mark between her eyebrows. She looked like the third prince of Nezha.

Just reach out first when meeting, and stare at Zhang Jiuyang's money bag with piercing eyes.

"After the New Year, you are ten years old and you are still so greedy for money."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and gave her a gold ingot. Ah Li made a face at him, and then excitedly wanted to enter the room to find Dragon Girl's sister-in-law.

But the next moment, Zhang Jiuyang pressed his head and drove him out.

"Your sister-in-law is tired. I will give you her share as well."

Zhang Jiuyang took out another gold ingot, and Ah Li left with satisfaction to show off to Ao Ya.

The faces of the disciples in the distance were all filled with smiles. Everyone was holding a bowl of steaming dumplings, laughing and chatting while eating.

Most of those who have relatives at home have gone down the mountain to celebrate the New Year. Those who stay on the mountain are either too far away from home or are alone.

But in Longhu Mountain, they are not alone.

They will also hold a bonfire party tonight, and many disciples will go up to demonstrate their spells, or compete with each other until the point is reached.

Zhang Jiuyang liked this kind of atmosphere, but looking at the dumplings in their hands, he couldn't help but think of his first year in this world.

At that time, he was in Shen's Mansion in Yangzhou, listening to the bustle outside and standing alone in the courtyard, as if the whole world was out of tune with him.

It was Yue Ling who gave him a bowl of dumplings and took him to play.

At that time, he was accompanied by Yue Ling, but now it is the New Year, who is accompanying Yue Ling?

Is she still okay in the capital?

Zhang Jiuyang was a little distracted. At this moment, a yellow figure came riding the wind. It was Qing Ji who came to deliver a message.

"Master, a letter from the mistress!"

He sent a thick stack of letters.

Zhang Jiuyang first praised it, then opened the letter and read it.

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The letter was full of words that reported good news but not bad news, as if everything was fine and without any trouble. They also kept telling him to practice with concentration in Longhu Mountain, not to be impulsive, and to teach his disciples well.

It's like a virtuous wife giving advice and repeated instructions to her lazy husband.

Looking at these words, Zhang Jiuyang noticed something wrong. Yue Ling was a heroic and bold person. When did she become so long-winded?

It seemed that she was afraid that he would come to Beijing.

"Is Ling'er okay?"

He asked Qingji.

Qingji nodded immediately and said, "The mistress is fine. She often sleeps after being confined by the emperor. Oh, by the way, her confinement ended yesterday. She is preparing to deal with the thief who pretended to be Lu Zu and has made progress."

After a pause, Qingji seemed to remember something and took out a note from his arms and handed it to Zhang Jiuyang.

"Master, this was given to me by Grandpa Zhuge when I was about to leave the city gate. He seemed to know that I was going to send a letter and waited there specifically. He asked me to pass this to you."

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyebrows. Zhuge Yunhu?

It seems that there has been no news of him for a long time. According to Lao Gao and Li Yan, Senior Zhuge's old injury relapsed as soon as he returned to Beijing, and then he went to recuperate. He didn't even see Yue Ling, and was very low-key.

But he was waiting for Qingji specifically?

Zhang Jiuyang unfolded the note, and then his heart was shocked, his pupils showed shock, and then a flash of ecstasy flashed.

There were only four words written on it.

"Dragon and Tiger are pregnant."

...

It was night.

In the lively atmosphere of the New Year, a black carriage quietly drove out of Longhu Mountain and headed towards the capital.

The driver was Shao Yun. Although he was only two months old, he had grown a lot now and looked like a heroic boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Ah Li sat next to him, swinging her feet boredly, then lifted the curtain, looked at Zhang Jiuyang who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and asked: "Brother Jiu, why are we going to the capital suddenly?"

She still wanted to stay on the mountain and perform a 360-degree turn.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly.

"Don't you always complain about the lack of handy weapons? In Journey to the West, where did the Great Sage get the golden hoop?"

A Li immediately raised her hand and said: "Dragon Palace! Dragon Palace in the East China Sea!"

After a pause, she said frustratedly: "But there is no Dragon Palace in the East China Sea..."

Otherwise, she would have killed it long ago.

Shao Yun was thoughtful and said: "Master, do you mean... Daqian Palace?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and there seemed to be a kind of soul-stirring power in his calm voice.

"I have heard for a long time that the Daqian Palace arsenal has a collection of magic weapons and sharp blades from all over the world. The emperor has always been enthusiastic. I believe he will not let us, the master and apprentice, return empty-handed."

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