Cultivation begins with the Druid panel

Lu Lin chatted with Senior Water Dragon about various things, mostly with Senior Water Dragon doing the talking while Lu Lin was more of a listener. It was clear that perhaps the century of solitude had caused Senior Water Dragon some psychological problems. Now he spoke fluently and incessantly, not like a senior, but more like a child who hadn't opened up to anyone for many years, yearning for a friend.

As Lu Lin listened, he glanced at the dragon scale in his hand. Perhaps the senior had given it to him with this intention.

After all, he had no connection with Senior Water Dragon, so why would Senior Water Dragon help him like this?

"Senior, you are very lonely at the bottom of the lake. Why don't you leave? As far as I know, the Cliff Academy should not stop you from leaving. Moreover, the cultivation world does not discriminate against demon cultivators, and they will not attack you." Lu Lin asked while Senior Water Dragon was catching his breath after speaking.

The book says that there are three thousand paths to enlightenment in the world, and all paths are equal, each with its own advantages and disadvantages. It is only because the practitioners are different that some paths have become synonymous with despicable practices.

However, Senior Water Dragon is clearly not the latter.

Senior Water Dragon was taken aback when he heard Lu Lin ask that question.

Lu Lin frowned: "Could it be that you, senior, are imprisoned here by the Cliff Academy as its guardian deity?"

In that case, Lu Lin's impression of the Cliff Academy would be quite negative.

Senior Water Dragon shook his head: "I'm not so low as to attract the attention of the Cliff Academy. At least half of all cultivators in the world have received favors from the Cliff Academy. Its foundation is unparalleled in the world. With just a wave of its hand, countless powerful figures would be willing to serve the Cliff Academy. Why would they imprison a mere water dragon like me?"

Lu Lin was puzzled.

Since Senior Water Dragon is free, why does he stay here and wallow in loneliness?

Senior Water Dragon looked somewhat melancholy at this moment. He pointed to the Dragon Palace outside the house and said to Lu Lin, "Let me take you somewhere."

Lu Lin nodded: "Okay."

Senior Water Dragon formed a hand seal and summoned a hollow bubble, which enveloped Lu Lin before taking him out.

The pale blue light emanating from the Dragon Palace made the depths of the lake not appear dark. After a short while, led by the Water Dragon Senior, Lu Lin passed through the long corridor and arrived at the deepest part of the Dragon Palace. It turned out to be an abyss.

The walls of the abyss were inlaid with spirit stones, and they were of high quality and extremely large in size. It seemed that this was the spirit vein at the bottom of the lake itself.

Could it be that Senior Water Dragon is reluctant to part with this precious cultivation ground?

Lu Lin felt that it wasn't true, so he consciously started searching. Finally, his gaze fell on the deepest part of the abyss, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he was moved by this. He turned his head in astonishment to look at Senior Water Dragon.

Deep within the abyss lie a large number of withered bones, not human, but dragons. Judging from the residual aura on the dragon bones, some are water dragons, while others are dragons of different attributes.

"Senior, this is..." Lu Lin opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The power of empathy bestowed upon him by the Druid allowed him to directly feel the overwhelming sorrow and heartache that the Water Dragon senior felt upon arriving here.

"I am a tomb-guarding dragon. Unless a second true dragon comes here, I will not leave. It is not that I am imprisoned here, but that I must stay here." The water dragon senior looked at the dark dragon bones in the abyss and said in a calm voice, as if numb, yet also as resolute.

"So, after you sensed the true dragon bloodline in me, you..." Lu Lin hesitated, his heart trembling with emotion.

In the other world, it was said that cultivators should be less emotional, but he always felt the opposite after transmigrating here.

First, Sang Leng was willing to die to avenge his sister, and now Senior Shui Long is willing to guard the tomb and enjoy a century of solitude. This wealth of emotional insights is far more valuable than thousands of spirit stones.

At this moment, Lu Lin finally understood why so many cultivators in the cultivation world possessed such noble minds.

They are not isolated cases, but rather this is the inherent nature of the cultivation world.

"The dragon race has a rule: if the dragon bones in a place are not guarded by a living dragon, the dragon bones are ownerless and can be taken by anyone. Moreover, the dragon race has neither the right nor the right to retrieve them. This is a shackle that the dragon race has put on itself. This shackle does not cause any real harm, but no dragon race will violate it."

"A hundred years ago, the people from the Cliff Academy came here to find me, wanting to use the spiritual veins of this place to build a branch academy. Their condition was to set up a restriction on this lake, firstly to protect the dragon bones, and secondly to protect the spiritual veins. I was the only dragon here, and at that time I was only at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage. Although the Cliff Academy was easy to talk to, I knew I had no right to refuse, so I could only agree."

Lu Lin listened from the side, deeply moved.

Every cultivator in the world knows that a true dragon is a treasure trove, and its bones can be burned into magical artifacts. It is only because the Cliff Academy knows the secret of this place that Senior Water Dragon has become the target of everyone's attacks. If an ordinary force had known, Senior Water Dragon would have become the target of everyone's attacks.

Can one dragon guard all these dragon bones scattered across the land?

The answer is definitely no.

Is the last guardian dragon a shackle that the dragon race has placed on themselves? In Lu Lin's opinion, no.

This is the dragon race demonstrating its determination to perish alongside its own kind.

Ha, that sounds pretty proud.

In fact... Lu Lin looked at Senior Water Dragon, who felt a pang of sorrow and grief, yet was willing to accept it. They truly regarded this shackle as the pride of their race.

Lu Lin thought that for a dragon cultivator, the honor of dying to guard the tomb of his race should be just as proud as the honor of a human dying for his family and country.

Lu Lin asked, "Senior, are there any other dragons in this world?"

"Yes." Senior Water Dragon nodded.

"Then could you please tell me their location, senior? I'll go find them and bring them here. That would lighten the burden on your shoulders," Lu Lin said sincerely. "Although I'm not very strong, I always keep my word."

Senior Water Dragon was taken aback, clearly not expecting Lu Lin to say that.

"The tea that you treasured comes from Xiling. Is there a dragon clan in Xiling?" Lu Lin asked.

Senior Water Dragon said, "Your cultivation level is still too weak. Xiling is a place where demons dwell. Although, as you said, all paths in the cultivation world are equal, you will still be isolated and helpless when you arrive in Xiling. If you are willing to help me... come find me again when you reach the eighth level of Qi Refining, and I will tell you the specific location of the Dragon Clan."

Lu Lin nodded: "That's what you said, senior. Once I reach the eighth level of Qi Refining, I will definitely come to find you, senior."

"The Dragon Clan has always been a man of his word," Senior Water Dragon said with a smile.

A smile appeared on Lu Lin's face as he took one last look at the eerie dragon bones beneath the abyss.

Senior Water Dragon then said:

"It's getting late, you should go back. If there's another opportunity in the future, let's talk again."

Lu Lin turned to look at Senior Shui Long, then bowed respectfully and said, "Then this junior will take his leave."