Dragon The Lone Survivor Chapter 2

It went very smoothly. Everything went very smoothly.

Mitchell had intended to recruit him from the beginning. After the young man heard about the deeds of the founder and that there were many disciples practicing water magic in the sect, he took the initiative to say that he had nowhere to go and wanted to join the Yuling Sect.

This young man has a thousand-year-old connection with the Yuling Sect, and Mitchell really cannot let him go outside with the Soul Control Ring on.

Furthermore, he could convince himself that the red-robed man had a decent cultivation base, and that the young man was being targeted by him. After the restrictions were removed, he might also be extraordinary. Or could it be an opportunity for one of the disciples in the sect?

There are thousands of Taoist methods in the Yuling Sect, and one of them is the water method, which was created by the original founder Fangcun and imitated the water veins of the world.

Therefore, the disciples who practiced water magic in the sect liked to learn from and befriend the water creatures. Especially those with dragon blood, they were born with the ability to sense water veins, which was also very beneficial to their practice.

However, with the status of Yuling Sect, there is no need to forcibly capture the water tribe like the red-robed people did. The water tribes have come to Yuling to guard the mountain gate, do odd jobs, and exchange benefits for work. Even their descendants have also climbed on the giant tree of Yuling Sect, which is mutually beneficial.

Regardless of Yuling's origins, some demons with outstanding talents will even be accepted into the sect.

"What's your name?" Mitchell asked softly.

"Rowan."

Rowan, Mitchell repeated it twice in his mind, "What about the last name?"

Wang Jiashen said sadly: "Alas, it is better not to talk about sad things."

This is a family disgrace that should not be made public.

Mitchell misunderstood, thinking that if Rowan had relatives, he would not wait for him to save him. It seemed that his life was miserable. He did not have the heart to hurt Rowan, so he stopped talking about it.

Seeing that Rowan was naked with only a jade belt intact, he gave Rowan a new set of clothes, which could also cover the silver ring and take care of Rowan's self-esteem.

After waiting for a while at the Wang Family Pond, the trusted disciples brought by Mitchell also came back to report. Seeing a weak and limp young man from the water tribe beside the sect leader, they didn't think much about it at first, until Mitchell said to take the young man back with him.

Fang Cun Zhenren's last wish was a secret passed down from generation to generation by the leader of Yuling Sect. How could they know it? They only thought that the boy looked like he had low spiritual power, so why did the leader like him? In Yuling Sect, even if he wanted to come in and do odd jobs, they would not accept him.

But no one dared to question it verbally.

Rowan looked from the first one to the last one, and then back again.

Not only was I observing the different human races, I was also wondering how many people there were in Yuling Sect. After I was well and had taken over Yuling Sect, should I leave these people behind to do odd jobs?

The logic is this: Since these people are in Yuling Sect, they must drink my (water) and use my (water), so they all owe me!

He doesn't have any subordinates around him now, so these may be of use for a while.

Mitchell looks a bit mature, maybe he can be the chief steward of the Dragon Palace...

Rowan was daydreaming, and Mitchell told a demon who was accompanying him, "Finn, you can keep Rowan company."

This little demon clan has been attached to the Yuling Sect since his grandfather, and even has a good relationship with Mitchell. Even the name Finn was given by Mitchell. Since he was 80 years old, he has been sent to do odd jobs beside the sect master.

With the dignity of Mitchell, he usually doesn't have much to do, but he can get some guidance, which even the disciples of the regular sects envy.

Finn Dao was very diligent, and he patted his chest and boasted: "Don't worry, I have been serving guests with my grandfather since I was a child. I have a beard in the palm of my hand---"

He looked around, but unfortunately no one seemed to want to cheer him up, so he had to say the second half of the sentence himself, "Old hand!"

Mitchell: ...

Well, how can I put it, his old friend's family are good in every other way, except that they are a little... noisy.

Seeing Finn Tuan's body transformed into its original form, a huge mynah bird, named Rowan, stepped on its back, and Mitchell also flew into the sky.

The trusted disciple who was accompanying him couldn't help but approach and ask, "Master, is Rowan a member of the water tribe? Which tribe?"

Don't judge a person by his appearance. Although the boy is weak, he must be from a prominent family, which is why the master likes him.

"Which tribe do you think it is?" Mitchell asked.

The disciple thought for a moment: "Look at its soft body, could it be a clam?"

Once on Finn's back, he would rather lie down than sit, and would rather sit than stand, as if he had no bones.

Mitchell just smiled and said nothing.

The demon race has its own taboos. After all, sometimes their original forms are related to their weaknesses. If they don't tell you, others won't ask directly.

Although it was reasonable for Mitchell, as the sect leader, to ask about the background of the newcomer, but he treated Rowan differently and wanted to communicate with him slowly.

And he had his own guesses. Rowan's face did not change when he heard Yu Ling, which could be said to be deep-minded. But he didn't even know the deeds of Fang Cun Patriarch, and even as a water creature, he didn't know that Lan Yu Ze disappeared five thousand years ago. This couldn't be explained by living in a remote place. The water veins of the world are connected, and the change of Lan Yu Ze is a big deal.

It looked like he had missed five thousand years... but he was still so young, and he knew it after a little thought. Mitchell thought with certainty that it was probably a tortoise.

...

Finn is less than a hundred years old. Among the demon clan and cultivators, he is still relatively young and his cultivation is low. Fortunately, Mitchell and others did not deliberately rush on their journey, so he barely caught up at the end and flew towards Yuling Sect.

Rowan doesn't have much spiritual power now, so he has to take Finn, the wind-riding bird, and watch the white clouds passing by him, which seem incredibly slow.

Finn was at a lively age, and he struck up a conversation: "Brother Rowan, what state are you in now?"

Rowan was trapped by the Spirit Controlling Ring, so he had no mood to talk about realm. Besides, these names were given by humans. The bodies of dragons and humans were different, so they were not so strict about realm and were more casual and natural.

For the dragon clan, thickness is more interesting.

Finn saw that he didn't answer, but he didn't mind, and introduced himself with a smile: "I almost recognize the golden dragon!"

Rowan was startled and looked down at Daoya in shock.

Recognize the golden dragon? Can humans recognize dragons these days? Can you only recognize the golden dragon? Can you recognize that I am the blue dragon? ?

"Can't you see... I'm actually quite good." Finn said shyly, "I'm almost breaking through the Xuanguan realm."

When Rowan heard about the Xuanguan realm, he recovered from his shock and asked slowly, "Is recognizing the golden dragon... a realm?"

He knew about the Xuanguan Realm, the third realm among the twelve realms of cultivation set by the human race.

The saying goes "Only those who pass through the Xuanguan can become an immortal". The Xuanguan is also called the Xuanqiao, which is the place where the yin and yang of the human body are divided. If the Xuanguan is open, all the orifices will be open, and if all the orifices are open, life expectancy will be greatly increased.

Unlike the first two realms, which are actually still about laying the foundation, many people who are not talented enough fail in the first two realms, so much so that some practitioners believe that the Xuanguan is actually the first step to truly embark on the path of cultivation.

But in Rowan's memory, the realm beyond the threshold should be called "San Tian Di". He shouldn't be so confused about this.

Finn was even more shocked than Rowan, "Brother Rowan, you, you don't know?"

Common sense in common sense.

The path to cultivating immortals, from entry to ascension, has twelve major realms, not to mention the minor obstacles.

To be peaceful, to cleanse the beginning, to enter the mysterious gate, to recognize the golden dragon, to listen to the thunder, to patrol the sky, to become an immortal, to return to the true God, to not submit, not retreat, not be ignorant, and the day of no return, from now on, to ascend to heaven and never return to this world again!

You can pretend for a while, but not forever. Rowan could still fool people when he heard about Yu Ling, but after ten thousand years, his understanding of this world was too backward. The human race is so fancy, with names here and stories there, it's so difficult.

Rowan simply didn't hide it and nodded, "I have lived in seclusion for generations, I have never heard of it!"

"But more than a thousand years ago, everyone called it the Golden Dragon." Finn hesitated. He could not believe that there were people who lived in seclusion so completely that they did not even update such basic common sense and learned only outdated information. They were too closed-minded.

Finn couldn't help but sneak a peek at Rowan. Birds have a very wide field of vision, and Finn's left eye slid back to look at Rowan on his back, thinking that it was a clever glance, but in fact it looked quite stupid.

After muttering, he then said with pride: "Moreover, this is also related to our Yuling Sect. When the third generation ancestor Yu Zhao Zhenren was communicating with heaven and earth in this realm, he faintly heard the roar of a dragon. The dragon clan ascended to the fairyland ten thousand years ago.

"So everyone said that this was because Master Yu Zhao had achieved great perfection in his practice, which moved the immortal world and caused the golden dragon to roar. So, from then on, everyone called this state "recognizing the golden dragon" or "knocking on the golden dragon", which was also a good omen. People wanted to imitate Master Yu Zhao and knock on the golden dragon to ask where it was."

To Daoya, Rowan's expression seemed to be that he was listening very seriously.

In fact, this was mainly because Rowan was not proficient in the human language, and he even spoke with a slight accent. Finn was talking at length, so he had to concentrate and listen carefully. As a result, he listened with disdain.

...You're just bragging. You can tell the color of a dragon by listening to its roar.

I can't even tell whether it's blue or purple, Rowan thought.

Besides, he is the only dragon in the world. He was still sleeping more than a thousand years ago, unless you heard his snoring.

Hmm? Snoring...

That's impossible, Rowan thought to himself, my fellow tribesmen all say that I have the best sleeping posture!

"By the way, Brother Rowan, are you coming to Yuling alone? Do you have any relatives or friends you can invite to stay with us? Our whole family lives in Yuling." Finn smiled and changed the subject.

Rowan was deep in thought when he heard him ask, and said nonchalantly: "No, my entire family is gone."

Just as Finn mentioned just now, the entire clan is no longer in the human world, they have gone to heaven.

Michiya: "Ah..."

Finn immediately looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"???" Rowan, "Oh, thank you."

Finn was a little embarrassed, so he simply talked about himself, "But our Yuling Sect has many talented people, and geniuses are everywhere. I have only been through the Xuanguan for more than a hundred years. In the sect, I am really a beggar comparing treasures with the Dragon King---"

Rowan was frightened again. Just hearing the words "Long Jun" made him feel uncomfortable, because that was their clan leader.

Although the Dragon King is no longer in the human world, he is still somewhat sensitive.

However, Rowan had never heard this sentence before. With his understanding of human language, he couldn't help but ask: "What?"

Finn was ecstatic!

It was the first time he met someone who supported him so sincerely, and he immediately said loudly: "It's not worth mentioning!"

Rowan: ...

Finn smiled at Rowan, "Brother Rowan, to be honest, no one has ever been as kind to me as you are. I am really like Lei Po looking for Long Jun to talk to - looking for a soulmate in the world. Now it's good, I finally have someone to talk to."

Rowan: ...

Did this person do this on purpose?

Rowan said calmly: "Let's talk about something else. Is Yuling Sect famous?"

This is related to the difficulty of his occupying Yuling Sect.

By the way, after we take over, we must not keep this starling.

Finn nodded shyly. He knew that Rowan had lived in the countryside for a long time and didn't know much about Yu Ling like outsiders did. He introduced it with pride: "Of course, there is a saying in the cultivation world that Tao comes naturally, and the art follows Yu Ling.

"Ordinary small sects only practice a few techniques. We in Yuling have thousands of techniques, which are well-known all over the world. Many sects in the cultivation world also obtained the Taoism from Yuling. So, the Tao is natural, but the techniques must follow Yuling.

"Tell me, is this the Dragon Lord farting? It's so arrogant!"

Rowan: ...

Rowan: "????"

"Stop talking!! Shut up!!!"

Even from a distance, Mitchell could hear Rowan yelling from behind. Without turning around, he knew that he was definitely talking to Finn.

Not surprising at all.

Even if one has cultivated a Taoist body and acquired a human body, it is still difficult to change one's nature. It is very difficult to teach a starling to be quiet.

It is thousands of miles from the old place of Lanyu to Yuling Sect, but for a cultivator, it can be reached in a moment.

It didn't take long before they arrived at an uninhabited place, surrounded by mountains and forests.

Of course, it is impossible that there is really no one here. Even outside the houses of ordinary mortals, they would put up several fences. This is of course just a trick of the Yuling Sect to prevent outsiders from breaking in.

Finn circled twice and then landed somewhere. There were two towers in front of him. Apart from that, there was a small path sandwiched between two mountains at the back. The cliffs were thousands of feet high, and one could vaguely see that there were more mountains outside the mountains.

The tower is magnificent and golden, and just from this one you can tell that the Yuling Sect is indeed wealthy.

Haha, Mitchell, you never thought that what you brought back was your creditor, a vicious Tyrannosaurus Rex ready to rob your entire sect at any time...

Rowan thought grimly.

Rowan has been thinking about how much interest he needs to pay for borrowing water for five thousand years. He concluded that the interest is compounded, so he will pay whatever he has. Now he sees everything as his own. He said to Finn, "The Guangling wood used in this building is good. Remember to paint it regularly for maintenance!"

Michiya: "???"

We? How come the newcomers feel accepted so quickly?

Finn muttered, and introduced: "Enter here and you will reach the sect."

Rowan also suppressed his joy, my water is right here...

I am coming!

Finn led Rowan and followed Mitchell past the Que Tower. The scenery in front of them changed. The peaks stood tall, and the overlapping pavilions were hidden among the grass and trees. There were also large houses at the foot of the mountain, and even thatched cottages and farmland occasionally, which was quite wild. This is a prosperous place.

The most amazing thing is that there is a crystal river like a jade belt, suspended in the air, surrounding the peaks, and connecting each mountain as it winds around. This suspended river is sparkling and the water is clear. From below, you can clearly see the aquatic creatures swimming happily in it. There are also small boats carrying people on the river, which look as light as leaves when viewed from a distance.

Finn: "This is the Li Gu River. It is the water that Master Fang Cun brought back from Lan Yu Ze."

Rowan was confused, "Impossible! Lanyu has been a vast lake since ancient times, stretching endlessly. How many people can there be in your sect? Even if each person drinks a bucket of water and washes clothes five times a day, it is impossible that only this river is left!!"

Finn touched his chin and said, "Oh, that's true. I've been here for more than a hundred years, and I've never thought about whether this amount of water is reasonable or not."

Although this river is big, it is indeed not as big as a lake.

Where's my water? Where's my water? Where's my water?...

Rowan was anxious. He rushed forward to confront Mitchell, but he also suppressed his anxiety. "Master, didn't you say that the remaining water of Lan Yuze was brought back? How come there is only one river left?"

He wanted to seize the opportunity to grab the water back, but there was only this little bit, what could he do?

"There's a deep pool at the back, which is big enough for the aquatic creatures in the sect to live in. No matter how big your original form is, there's room for it, so don't worry." Mitchell explained good-temperedly.

Rowan was distraught, and all he could think about was where that ba5tard Fang Cun had put the remaining water.

He was in no mood to think about his future fortune.

In a trance, Rowan didn't know how he followed Mitchell to a mountain peak and walked between the columns of the palace built against the mountain. He was wearing the Spirit Control Ring and was already a little weak, and now he was staggering even more.

Wherever he passed, countless people stared at him.

No one knew the founder's last words, but the sect leader rarely left the mountain gate. Today, the sect leader went out with a few of his confidants, and when he came back, he brought this young man with him. This was enough to attract attention.

"so small..."

"It looks like it's not a human."

"Could it be that you just transformed and you're not used to it yet?"

"My breath is so weak, I can't even walk, I feel like I'm going to collapse if I'm touched."

"Did the master pick it up?"

The Yuling Sect has no shortage of geniuses and strong people, so seeing something like this is quite strange, and one can't help but watch.

The boy had a petite figure, and was wearing a loose robe that was the style favored by the clan leader. It had an ancient style, but it also made him look more flexible and slender. His waist was so thin that it seemed as if one hand could hold it. His delicate ears were revealed between his slightly messy hair, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

His dark eyes flashed an enchanting green in the sunlight, and his limbs seemed very weak, like a soft vine, and he walked unsteadily, pitiful and cute. The little starling wanted to help him, but he was fierce.

Alas, but that little bit of canine fangs showing doesn't make him look fierce at all.

The whispers around them gradually stopped without knowing when...

Everyone held their breath and stared at the boy who looked like he was about to fall down at any moment. They felt touched by his cuteness.

I hate Fangcun, Fangcun, your sect is gone.

Rowan concentrated on cursing Fang Cun, hoping that he would fall every time he took a step in the fairyland.

Unfortunately, he was so distracted that he was the only one who fell. When he stepped over the threshold, Rowan tripped, completely lost his balance, and fell forward.

I'm sure you won't die from the fall, but...

Since the beginning of the world, has there ever been a dragon that died of shame?

This thought flashed through Rowan's mind, but he did not fall down. Instead, he fell into an embrace with a cold and faint fragrance.

Rowan looked up and saw that it was a human youth, dressed in spotless white clothes. He had a handsome face and an indifferent expression, as cold and clear as the moon on the sea or the snow on the mountain top.

From this perspective, the human's hand and cold demeanor are completely opposite... The arm holding Rowan is extremely powerful.

However, dragon scales are so hard that Rowan stared at the other party without caring. He seldom saw humans. He couldn't help but compare the one in front of him with every human he had met in the past. They were all different. When compared with his own race, they were also very different.

The young man stared at Rowan for what seemed like a moment, or a long while, before he slowly let go of her hand. His other hand held a cup of tea and handed it to Rowan.

"Drink tea."

The young man's voice was indeed as cold and calm as his temperament, but his action was really thoughtful.

I have regained my faith in the human race...

Rowan felt a chill in his heart --- a chill, the comfortable temperature of the dragon race. He even felt less bad and suddenly felt more cheerful.

After taking the tea, he thought, this person is not like an emotional cheater, a water thief, or a boastful leader. He is kind, gave me water, and is good-looking.

Good, suitable for paying off debts.

Is it the dry season now? Rowan glanced outside the hall, sat down naturally as if he was back home, and drank a sip of tea absentmindedly.

I don't know whether to kick her first, no, send her into the water, and then quickly go back to the bottom of the water to wait. If she is picked up, will she be considered the bride...