Taoist is a bit salty

Chapter 540 Bloodline Mark

"My Lord, you really have the Divine Bead in your hand?" Feng Long exclaimed in surprise.

His plea just now was actually a test. He just wanted to know whether his master had divinity that was crucial to the gods.

It turns out...it really does! !

"You're focusing on the wrong thing. What I have is mine. It's not yours." Baohua continued to roll his eyes.

"As long as I have it, hehehe. Lord, don't worry, we are a good dragon with both talent and appearance." Fenglong said with great confidence.

"You? Are you talented and beautiful?"

"Ah, no. Whenever I go out, there is not a female dragon that doesn't look back at me."

"Is that because you are very ugly?" Baohua teased him.

"What? They even came to me to propose marriage. They also said they would lay eggs for me. They also praised me for being very good-looking and that I was a male dragon among all the male dragons.

A beautiful dragon among beautiful dragons!

My appearance is the best among dragons.

Ordinary dragons will never be as good-looking as me.

Each one of them is particularly willing to have sex with me for a long time. "

"What does it mean to have a date?"

"Just call me to sleep in the nest during the mating period. After the dragon eggs are laid out, I can leave. I can also catch other eggs. Before leaving, the female dragon will bring me a big egg. The package is delicious and delicious.

He would also touch my face and say that the baby looks like me, and he would make money.

Every mating period, I can get a lot of treasures with my face. "

The more Baohua listened, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, are you trying to say that your talent is good-looking? The beauty ceiling among male dragons?"

"My Lord, how did you find out? I just think that appearance is the most powerful one among my talents. I discovered a long time ago that as long as I look beautiful, there will be female dragons who like me and please me. If you have any good things, please pass them on to me.

I am simply a winner.

If I hadn't been too reckless and been discovered by a human, I wouldn't have been captured and used as a mount for you. "

Feng Long finally said sadly and disappointedly.

Baohua patted the other party's forehead. It’s simply hard to describe.

When Jiang Ti chose this ghost dragon, a large part of the reason was that it looked so good-looking.

The ghost dragon is so sinister and terrifying.

She is a ghost dragon, black and shiny, with a sharp head and horns, full of the elegance and beauty inherent in the dragon tribe! ! !

But as a ghost dragon, you actually put your appearance before your talent. What about your face?

"Besides your good looks, do you have any other talents? I am a human, not a dragon. No matter how beautiful you are, I can't tell. To me, dragons all look the same.

Besides, I'm not a female dragon, so it's impossible for me to fall in love with you. "

Baohua's words made Fenglong extremely frustrated for a moment.

"Otherwise, I'll give you a job. Have you seen this little divine pond? You put it in your little pond and feed it a drop of divine power every three days. Wait for a while, Cultivate its physical form again, and I will record a merit for you.

You can get ten of these gongs. I will give you a divine bead. "

"So, my lord, you showed me that small pond before just so that I could raise a pond for you?"

"Then do you want to do it?"

"Done." Feng Long said simply. "Isn't it just a small pool? I can do it. But Lord, one is not enough. I need to give you several similar errands before I can accumulate enough divine beads." Feng Long shook his head hard. The tail is cute.

"This one, you send it to the temple to raise first. I'll tell you the other ones after I find them."

"What do you mean?" "Hurry up and send it back to your temple for placement." Baohua threw the illusory little pond directly to the wind dragon, and the wind dragon caught it in one mouthful.

After sending away the little wind dragon, Baohua went to search other places where her blood felt restless, and found two more broken beads, one black and one white, with cracks and missing teeth.

Among the buildings on the top of the mountain, the best preserved one is a large altar, nine stories high. Very grand.

But in a small pit at the bottom of the altar, Baohua dug out the last thing that made her blood particularly violent.

A small black metal tower.

Six-story octagonal eaves bell tower.

In such an ordinary-looking small tower, there are actually dense bloodline marks. If Baohua feels good, these bloodline marks should all come from the same family.

That is Jiang.

What the hell is this, and why has it imprinted the bloodline mark of so many people?

Baohua was very confused.

Why did my grandma have to take Chen Mu to Tianxu Pass without waiting in so many gates?

Isn't it just for this thing?

So why are those people who have been staring at her so closely? Is it also for this thing?

Baohua played with it for a few times and then put the things away. Then he summoned the Earth Mother.

"Look at the house on the top of this mountain. If you like any house, build it. I want to live in it."

After hearing this, the Earth Mother went directly underground.

Soon an attic near the altar was repaired by her.

The mud bricks used in the renovation of the house were removed from the surrounding dilapidated houses. The kitchen is located on one side of the attic.

He also thoughtfully built a dining hall and reception room on another floor.

The second floor is occupied by people, and there are bathrooms and dressing rooms.

The doors and windows are all made of special bamboo wood and white and transparent bamboo paper.

The furniture was all made of straw and bamboo, which he got from somewhere.

With luggage on it, it was no worse than Baohua's residence in the city.

"Your craftsmanship is simply superb." Baohua walked up and down and praised. "Where do you get all these bamboo products?"

The Earth Mother didn't say anything either, her face was expressionless anyway.

Baohua:......

For some reason, Baohua suddenly thought that he seemed to have given the little Mozhu to the Earth Mother last night and asked it to be temporarily raised in the temple.

After all, Jingshen Black Bamboo cannot be kept in a jade box for a long time.

Before choosing its new owner, it is absolutely perfect to keep it in a temple.

After all, temples are also sacred buildings.

It's just that she just put the little black bamboo in yesterday, and there are bamboo products today?

Is this too fast?

"Is it still alive? I mean that little bamboo?"

The Earth Mother nodded.

"That's good. As long as you're not dead. Don't grab a piece of bamboo and pull it hard in the future. If it's really bare, you won't be able to pull it in the future." Baohua gave the advice.

The Earth Mother Empress continued to remain silent.

"Okay, okay, you can go back." Communication failed again, and Baohua reluctantly let him go.

A pair of black and white broken beads, and a small metal black tower whose interior is gradually filled with bloodline marks, are the kind of things that Baohua cannot drive at all for the time being, and there is no way to check them. These three things all require her to warm them with her blood for a while before she can check the internal conditions.

(End of this chapter)