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The world of Precious Lotus Lantern, Yunmeng Lake.

At this time, Taoist Qingyuan had a sad face and was handling official business.

At this time, his subordinate, Prime Minister Turtle, suddenly came to report: "Dragon Lord, the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea has sent a message, inviting the dragon kings of rivers, lakes and marshes to come to the East China Sea to meet and congratulate the Dragon King of the East China Sea on his birthday."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "To celebrate the birthday of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, you are inviting Dragon Kings from all over the country?"

"When did the scene become so big?"

It has to be said that the status of the dragon clan at this stage is actually very embarrassing and is no longer as good as it was in ancient times.

Since the great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, the power of the Heavenly Court has expanded unprecedentedly, and the disciples of the three religions are all on the list and serve under the Jade Emperor.

However, the dragon clan caused trouble during the battle of Conferred Gods, and they came into conflict with the Chan school. The Buddhists then set up the Eight Immortals to convert many evil dragons and share the merits of the dragon clan in providing rain.

Many immortals captured dragons as mounts, and the immortals and gods in heaven even raised dragons and their descendants, removing their livers and marrow and their hearts to take out their flesh to make spiritual food.

The dragon clan is now like a piece of fat meat that everyone wants to take a bite of. The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas even choose to behave like dragons with their tails between their legs, for fear of offending the Heavenly Court.

In the recent Journey to the West, his third uncle Ao Lie was punished by the Jade Emperor for setting fire to the pearl in the palace and almost went to the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

Although he saved his life later, his scales were scraped off and his horns were sawed off, and the pearl under his jaw was removed. He became the white dragon horse under Tang Monk's crotch. The dignified Third Prince of the West Sea ended up in such a humiliating state.

Of course, there may be many things that are unknown to outsiders.

As far as Taoist Qingyuan knows, before the Journey to the West, many dragons entered the Buddhist community and took up various positions, such as Shancai and the Dragon Girl, Tu Lao Dragon and Buddha Bell Master, who were responsible for the ringing of bells in Buddhist temples.

Taoist Qingyuan guessed that this was most likely an exchange of interests, exchanging the loyalty of the dragon's sons and grandsons for the protection of Buddhism.

Not to mention that at this time, there was a grand gathering of the dragon kings of all the rivers, lakes and marshes in the world to celebrate his birthday.

Taoist Qingyuan cast his gaze towards his own Prime Minister Turtle and asked, "Are there any other news?"

The original form of this Turtle Prime Minister is a giant soft-shell turtle in the Yunmeng Lake, with a black back, a white belly, golden pupils and silver claws. It is a rare species, and contains a precious turtle elixir in its body, which can identify all the treasures in the world.

He appointed him as prime minister, in charge of the Yunmengze Treasury. Although he was cunning, he was also dedicated and hardworking. Compared with those idiots, he was a rare talent.

The turtle prime minister shook his head and said, "No news has been received. They just asked the Dragon King to celebrate his birthday. What do you think we should do?"

While Taoist Qingyuan was pondering, Ao Cunxin suddenly walked into the hall. Seeing him, he looked thoughtful and couldn't help but ask what was going on.

Prime Minister Turtle explained the situation, and Ao Cunxin immediately said, "I'll go ask my father what's going on."

"Wait a minute!"

Taoist Qingyuan stopped him and said, "Mother, I think I should go to the birthday celebration. Since all the dragon kings in the world can go, why can't I? Even if there is something going on, as a member of the dragon clan, I should know something."

“But, your identity…” Ao Cunxin was a little worried.

Taoist Qingyuan shook his head and said, "It's okay. Others only know me as the Dragon Lord of Yunmeng Lake. Besides, Yunmeng Lake is vast. Although the terrain is winding and rugged, it is also one of the largest lakes in the world."

"My position as Dragon Lord was secured for me by my grandfather. If I don't go, won't others say anything?"

Seeing her son insisting, Ao Cunxin had no choice but to stop trying to persuade him. She knew that Qingyuan Daojun had always had his own ideas and that no dragon could change his mind. So she had to tell him, "It will be your uncle's birthday. There will be many nobles from the Dragon Palace, immortals, and even people from the Heavenly Palace. You must be careful and act carefully."

Taoist Qingyuan nodded, then looked at Prime Minister Gui and said, "Go, help me prepare a birthday gift!"

Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Turtle showed an embarrassment on his face, as if a blunt knife was cutting meat, and muttered: "Dragon Lord, you don't know the value of firewood and rice until you manage the household. The dragon clan is rich, but there is nothing worth showing off in our Dragon Palace treasury!"

Taoist Qingyuan couldn't help but freeze in his expression, and immediately coughed to cover up his embarrassment: "I remember there are a lot of glass beads on the ground in the backyard, just pick a big one as a gift."

Prime Minister Turtle couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "Ah, glass beads, our Dragon Palace is not so shabby, right?"

Colored glass beads may be very precious to mortals, but they are like mud and sand in the hands of immortals and gods. After all, any dragon can dig up some sand, open its mouth and spit out some dragon fire to burn it, and it will become countless colored glass.

Giving sand as a gift?
I am here, you are here...

Prime Minister Turtle stood there, not knowing whether he should move or not.

Ao Cunxin was even more amused and helpless: "Xuan'er, giving a glass bead or something like that is too much, that's your great grandfather."

Taoist Qingyuan said confidently: "Sending goose feathers a thousand miles away is a token of deep affection. Isn't it the same when I send colored glaze beads a thousand miles away?"

"There are so many colored glaze beads in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, at least I have one. I am contributing to the construction of the Dragon Palace..."

Prime Minister Turtle was directly defeated by the shamelessness of his own Dragon King. He opened his mouth. He thought he was stingy enough, but he didn't expect to meet his own Dragon King again today.

Taoist Qingyuan gave Prime Minister Turtle a look, asking him to go down and prepare. Prime Minister Turtle had no choice but to cup his hands and said, "Yes!"

After Prime Minister Turtle left, Ao Cunxin was still a little worried and whispered, "Xuan'er, are you really determined to go? I always feel that this matter is a little strange."

Taoist Qingyuan smiled and comforted her, "Don't worry, mother. I know what to do. The Dragon King of the East China Sea is having a birthday banquet, and all the Dragon Kings in the world are gathering. This is a good time to get information. If the Dragon Clan really has any plans, I can prepare early."

Seeing his determined expression, Ao Cunxin could only sigh: "Well, you are now a Dragon Lord, so just be more careful in everything you do."

Taoist Qingyuan nodded in agreement.

Three days later, Taoist Master Qingyuan, along with Prime Minister Turtle, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and the captains of mandarin fish and carp, rode on the clouds, taking everyone they could with them, and headed for the East China Sea in a mighty manner.

I saw Qingyuan Daojun said to the shrimp soldiers and crab generals: "Let's go, I, the Dragon Lord, will take you to the feast!"

Yunmeng Lake is tens of thousands of miles away from the East China Sea, but for Taoist Qingyuan, it is only half a day's journey.

Near the East China Sea, you can see a myriad of rays of light and auspicious auras where the sea and sky meet.

Countless water creatures and monsters shuttled through the sea, welcoming guests from all directions. Taoist Master Qingyuan pressed down the clouds and landed on the sea surface, and patrolling sea yakshas from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea came forward to greet them.

"May I ask which Dragon King you are from?" Yaksha asked respectfully.

Prime Minister Turtle stepped forward and said loudly: "This is Yunmeng Zelongjun, His Highness Ao Xuan!"

Upon hearing this, Yaksha quickly saluted and said, "So you are Lord Yunmengze Dragon. I will lead the way."

(End of this chapter)