Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 562 Zulong: Make one for me too

The ocean is much larger than the land.

Luo Xuan has a lot of Jie teachers and brothers to help him. The number of Xuanyuan people is not too few, but not too many either. They have been attacking some low-level dragons. For the vast East China Sea, this loss is a drop in the bucket and is not a big problem.

Lord Meng Zhang didn't know where these human beings came from. To the dragon clan with a strict hierarchy, no matter how small the matter of the Ancestral Dragon was, it was still a big deal. No matter how big the matter of those lobsters, dragon horses, and dragon turtles was, it was still a small matter.

Moreover, the matter now involved extending the Ancestral Dragon's lifespan. This was no small matter, no matter how you looked at it. Meng Zhang didn't have the time or energy to negotiate with the human race right now. Just eating a few shrimp and killing a few turtles—was such a small matter something that required the intervention of Meng Zhang, the Divine Lord of the Four Heavenly Spirits? Let the Four Sea Dragon Kings handle it themselves.

He had no time to care about the affairs of the low-level dragons because the Ancestral Dragon was furious.

The Eye of the East China Sea, which has been calm for countless eons, would stir up unimaginable waves on the seabed every day. If these waves rushed into the land of China, they could easily destroy the human kingdom. Hurricanes formed on the sea surface. Not to mention some immortals living in the East China Sea, even the dragons themselves did not dare to approach when the wind and waves were the strongest, for fear of being torn into pieces by the strong water currents.

Meng Zhang had to do his best to comfort his old father.

"Father, please calm your wrath for a moment."

"Calm down, calm down? Can you blame me for being angry? That bitch Yuan Feng irritates me every day! You unfilial sons are all useless. Do you want to see me die of anger?!"

The original body of the Ancestral Dragon is still guarding the Eye of the Sea, and his incarnation at this time is a tall and mighty old man.

The old man was really angry.

Yuan Feng lay there every day absorbing the chaotic energy. You could just eat it at home, but this guy not only ate it, but also smacked his lips! What's even more disgusting is that he transmitted the sound to his old friend.

"Oh, this breath of Chaos Energy is a bit hot in my mouth today. Ouch, ouch, it's burning me to death."

"Tsk, tsk, a little salty, hmm. I hope the taste tomorrow will be lighter. I don't like salty food."

"Hahahaha, I'm actually full today. I'm satisfied! It smells so good! When I have the strength back, I'll go out and beat you two to death!"

He could still tolerate it for a day or two, but for half a month, Yuan Feng harassed Zulong and Shi Qilin every day.

Even a clay man would have some temper, let alone an old rival who has been disliked since before the creation of the world.

Shi Qilin just pretended to be dead. You can say whatever you want, but I won’t pay any attention to you.

Zulong, who always thought he was the leader of the three tribes, was about to die and was about to be angry to death.

His Ancestral Dragon Palace, like the Immortal Volcano, is also an original world.

The boss was so angry that he simply used his avatar to walk around, take a look, and relieve his boredom.

As a result, I saw a lot of dragon sons and grandsons sleeping in the Ancestral Dragon Hall. Some of them seemed to be sleeping very soundly with smiles on their faces.

The old man's suppressed rage could no longer be contained. "Waste, all of you bastards! I'm almost dead, and you bastards are still sleeping? Where are you sleeping?" He kicked them all out one by one.

The real dragons, such as Qionglong and Panlong, were kicked black and blue. I wonder where the ancestor's anger came from. Wasn't it just a few laughs in his sleep? Is it necessary to get so angry?

Seeing that Zulong's rage was uncontrollable, and worried that his anger would harm his body and even sap thousands of years from his already short lifespan, Divine Lord Meng Zhang had no choice but to personally travel to Primal Chaos. After much trouble, he used his own spiritual treasure to absorb a large amount of Primal Chaos Qi and brought it back, like ordering a "takeout" for his father.

Yuan Feng can eat as soon as he opens his mouth, but he still has to run out time and time again. Zulong knows that "takeout" is not a long-term solution. "Where is my second brother? Let him come and think of a solution."

Meng Zhang's own work as the Four Spirits of Heaven is extremely heavy, and it is impossible for him to deliver meals to his father lying in the corridor every day.

Zulong thought of Thunder God.

Meng Zhang said, "Lord Thunder God and Peacock of the Phoenix Clan went to the Primal Chaos to spar."

"Peacock?" Zulong really didn't know anything about Kong Xuan.

Meng Zhang briefly introduced Kong Xuan's background, and the fact that Kong Xuan fought against the dragon clan with the five-colored divine light and captured every one he saw was glossed over.

Zulong would definitely be able to hear the clues under normal circumstances, but now he felt a headache when he heard the words Phoenix Clan and Yuanfeng.

Even though he was unwilling to admit it, he realized that Yuan Feng's children were indeed more capable.

The one who was “intubated” was one, and the one who challenged Thor was also one.

The dragon descendants on his side were far worse. When he thought of those guys lying down and sleeping, he felt his fists harden again. He kept telling himself to calm down, calm down. It took him a long time to recover.

I can’t rely on my second brother, so Meng Zhang has to find a way.

"Hurry up and do this for me, I can't bear it any longer." He was going crazy when he thought of the scene of Yuan Feng standing on his grave and dancing! He, Zulong, didn't fight for anything else now, but he wanted to fight for this pride.

Knowing that Zulong's will could not be violated, Meng Zhang persuaded the old man to go back to sleep with kind words, while he assigned tasks to tribesmen such as Qiulong and Panlong.

He didn't have a good face towards his relatives. Zulong was guarding the eye of the sea, and Meng Zhang himself was busy "earning work points" for the tribe. He worked twelve hours a day, which lasted for a whole Yuanhui. But his relatives did nothing all day and just slept at home!
Don’t sleep anymore, get to work.

No one dared to disobey Meng Zhang's orders. Even the elder Qiulong had to accept the lecture and do whatever he was told to do. Not to mention those low-level dragons.

I heard that it was the Phoenix's fault again. As dragons who had personally come into contact with the Phoenix, they felt overwhelmed.

Elder Qiulong stroked his beard and thought seriously, "The Divine Lord wants us to discuss whether there is another way to help the old patriarch recover some of his essence?"

Panlong analyzed in a serious manner: "The reason why that girl acts so recklessly is because she has the ability to mend the sky. No matter how big the hole is, she can fill it, so..."

He pondered for a moment and said, "We should also start from where we are good at."

His wife Chi Chi asked, "So what are we good at?"

The True Dragons looked at each other in bewilderment. What are we good at? We're good at sleeping! We can sleep for a thousand years! Is that considered a special skill?

Positive analysis, negative analysis, from transforming the spiritual energy in the prehistoric world into chaotic energy, to pulling a chaotic space into the Ancestral Dragon Palace, many wonderful ideas were mentioned.

But at the end of the discussion, they had to admit that Phoenix's method of directly making a hole and "inserting the tube" was the simplest and most efficient.

It's not that their methods are impossible, just like Yugong moving the mountain, they can definitely accomplish it if they want to. It's just that they consume too much energy and take too long. They are afraid that if they don't see any hope for too long, Zulong will get angry and die.
(End of this chapter)