Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

In areas like Diaolongkou, which are close to major tributaries, the dragon clan can drive out or assign people over with just a word. Whoever they want can occupy the area.

But Dulong was unable to say these words at the moment. It took him a while to speak a word.

He could only remind people of the consequences. Only the consequences could frighten people. Once they regained their composure, they said:

"You'd better make sure you can withstand the wrath of the Skywrath Dragon Palace. The people and nations of the entire basin will perish in the flood because of you!"

Chu Wuji listened to the other party's words patiently, scratched his head in confusion, and really couldn't understand it. Was it a difference in customs?

Why, at this point, was this Tianlong monk still thinking of making threats? Letting him go would lead to retaliation, and killing him would also result in retaliation. Wasn't it clear what to do?

Even Ning Xianzhi, who was listening nearby, felt that the Dragon Palace Prince was not very smart, or his soul was severely damaged.

She said: "Perhaps he hasn't figured out his own situation yet, and he's been reincarnated so many times that he's lost his understanding of death."

Auntie Qing Snake said, "He's quite similar to that scoundrel from Jieshi City, but that scoundrel has a good business mind, but his hedonism has ruined his spirit."

Chu Wuji didn't have much to say. He picked up the giant chopping board blade and marked the position on the fallen dragon's head. Then he raised the giant blade high, and the thick blade reflected a cold light, like a guillotine for prisoners on the execution ground!

"Your brain is not good. It probably has a lot of impurities in it. It's not suitable for consumption... I hope you can be reborn as the prince of the Dragon Palace in your next life!"

Chu Wuji once again activated the "Blood Sword Sutra", and the giant blade dragged out a wide blood-red sword shadow, like a scarlet screen unfolding between heaven and earth, with splattered dragon blood dotted on the screen.

The fallen dragon's body was tough. Chu Wuji slashed at it more than twenty times, and the giant blade finally cut into half of its body.

An unfamiliar crisis of death, accompanied by a sense of fear, emerged deep in the heart of the fallen dragon. This cowardly emotion, which should not belong to the water dragon clan, quickly spread and enveloped his heart.

He seemed to realize that after his death this time, he would never have the chance to turn back into a loach, let alone the chance to become a dragon again.

Dulong's mind was blank, and he only remembered his identity as a Tianlong monk. In a panic, he spoke without thinking, and subconsciously uttered funny words such as "Be compassionate and turn back before it is too late" and "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot".

Chu Wuji didn't hear what the Tianlong Monk was saying. The giant blade in his hand became more and more agile, just as he wanted.

He thought he had mastered the sword manual thoroughly, but as he struck the sword again and again, Chu Wuji caught the budding of some inspiration and breakthrough!

"Could it be that I only understood the 'form' of each sword move and style before, and only superficially grasped the essence without using it at all?"

Chu Wuji was lost in thought and stopped swinging his sword. His body kept holding the sword, but an invisible sword trailed off a blood shadow and chopped off the dragon head of the Tianlong monk.

This invisible knife fell to the ground, and it was difficult to stop its momentum, leaving a deep and bottomless mark on the ground!

The women were stunned. The Prince of Dragon Palace was so durable that Chu Wuzhi managed to chop him until he realized the meaning of the sword.

Yun Qingying was about to use magic to confirm the depth of the knife mark, but the knife mark was suddenly filled with seeping groundwater, and it seemed that there was no need to confirm the depth.

Chu Wuji came back to his senses, blinked, and said hurriedly:

"Let's quickly light a fire and cook some food. Let's make hot pot while the dragon meat is still fresh. After we finish eating, Master and Senior Jiujiu should leave first to avoid being noticed by the Skywrath Dragon Palace.

I will try to deal with the subsequent retaliation from the Dragon Palace."

Chapter 239: We Have to Fight Back

The revenge of the Skywrath Dragon Palace is foreseeable, but those things can be put aside for now and not bothered about.

Food is the most important thing for people. You may not be able to eat dragon meat once in your lifetime, so you must not miss this opportunity.

Chu Wuji just built a fire and tried to cook, but found that the food was not cooked!

A dragon that is more than seven meters long is difficult to cook in a pot, not to mention how to slice it.

Taoist Jiuwu suggested a good idea: "If we build a large stove and boiler specifically for this feast, it's actually worthwhile, but it will take too long! Why not go directly to Xiaoyao Valley and use their cafeteria?"

Ning Xianzhi thought this plan was feasible: "Otherwise, as soon as we start to heat the pot, the people from the Sky Wrath Dragon Palace will come looking for us. If we stay away, they won't be able to find the Seventh Prince for a while, which will help us delay the process."

After making up their minds, the group flew quickly to Nantian Kingdom. On the way, many mountain people saw the headless flying dragon in the clouds, and they marveled at the appearance of a real dragon, which disappeared in a flash.

Led by two immortal elders with profound cultivation, their speed was several times faster than when Yun Qingying was a Si Ji, and they soon arrived near Xiaoyao Valley.

Xiaoyao Valley is located on the northern border of the Southern Heaven Kingdom. The sect's holy land is quite unique. You also have to go up the mountain, but after passing through the clouds at the top of the mountain, the sky suddenly becomes clear and you enter a valley surrounded by peaks. The grass and trees are fresh, a rainbow bridge hangs in the sky, and disciples fly over with swords.

It seems as if there is another ground built on the clouds, but if ordinary people climb to the top normally, they probably won’t be able to enter here.

Taoist Jiuwu called a swordsman friend named "Zhuifeng". He was an old senior with rich experience in Xiaoyao Valley, but his cultivation was always one step short of the mark and he could not be promoted to the elder of the sect.

Now, he holds an important position, guarding the sect’s most important place - the cafeteria!

Sword Master Chasing Wind looked at the group of people with suspicion. The situation was a bit complicated, so he asked:

"Elder Jiuwu of the Shenxiao Sect, you have come all the way here. What brings you here? Xiaoyao Valley hasn't been hosting any banquets lately!"

Taoist Jiuwu was eager to try some food and said, "I'll borrow your dining hall for a bit. I'll get a few kitchen disciples to help with cooking, and I can give you some dragon meat!"

The Wind-Chasing Swordsman raised his eyebrows in surprise and confirmed that what the group was carrying was indeed a dragon. He had not seen the head just now, only the body, and did not recognize it for a while.

It is indeed a rare food ingredient, but immortal monks are all wary of it.

The people from the Shenxiao Sect can handle it themselves. Could it be that they have caused some trouble and want to drag Xiaoyao Valley into it?

"What is the origin of this dragon?" asked the Wind Chasing Swordsman.

"It's better for you not to know. Just treat it as a wild thing. Your friend asked to borrow the kitchen stove, so you borrowed it." Taoist Jiuwu naturally understood the rules in this regard.

This has nothing to do with indifference. When asking others for help, you should try your best to avoid getting them into trouble. Every family has its own peace.

Master Zhuifeng Sword accepted what Master Jiuwu Taoist said and immediately arranged for the disciples in the kitchen to start working. When they learned that they could get some dragon meat, they worked very hard.

This is really a scene that cannot be seen in the Shenxiao Sect. Immortal disciples normally practice fasting, but such a large dining hall was built here, and there are sect disciples carrying out sect tasks in the back kitchen.

Yun Qingying asked her master the reason, and Ning Xianzhi explained:

"In this area of ​​Xiaoyao Valley, there is a fairy rice paddy, similar to the Shenxiao Sect's medicine mountain. The fairy rice grown there can be cooked and eaten directly. Its effect is equivalent to that of elixirs and can assist in cultivation."

Although Aunt Green Snake was a demon, she had never eaten another demon before. She was shocked by the greedy look of the Drunken Taoist and asked:

"That thing could talk before, and it could even transform into a human form. Don't you have any grudges in your hearts? How come the immortal cultivators are even wilder than us?"

Taoist Jiuwu looked at the green snake with an inexplicably subtle look, as if to say, "You snake demon, are you a vegetarian?" Then he replied:

"They've been beaten back to their original form, and you still treat them as human? So many human landlords don't even treat their employees as human beings."

Aunt Qing Snake was speechless and wondered, "It's really hard to refute what you, a drunkard, say."

Considering the huge amount of food, they did not just sit there, but helped to cut the meat together.

The toughness of dragon meat is unusual, even cultivators have to consume mana to cut it.

The cooking method is based on the traditional method of making loach.

Braised, steamed, and stir-fried are all excellent. Given its large size, the dragon is a good choice for a variety of cooking methods. Furthermore, the large cross-section of dragon meat allows for a thin slice to be sliced ​​for hot pot.

Chu Wuji first made a plate of dragon meat, chose a place with a good view near the cafeteria to sit down, set up the hot pot, and ate the hot pot with his companions while admiring the fairy-like scenery of Xiaoyao Valley.

Not long after he sat down, Yang He, the daughter of Pavilion Master Fan, an old friend from the Fire Country, passed by. She sat cross-legged on the flying sword with a bowl of rice in her arms.

She heard that there were rare ingredients in the cafeteria, so she came over to take a look and see if she could add a meal. She didn't expect to see Chu Wuzhi here.

The female swordsman holding the food was surprised and recalled Chu Wuji's identity:

"The young master from the Jing'an Palace... the one who knows how to roast crispy geese! Aren't you close to the Divine Sky Sect? Are you bringing food with you to rebel against Xiaoyao Valley?!"

Wow, you didn’t even remember my name, but you remembered the big goose, right?

Chu Wuji was originally thinking about the events on the Tiannu River and was feeling a bit depressed. He was suddenly in a state of confusion and introduced himself again:

"Chu Wuji, I met you once at the Saint Queen Group's dinner party. We didn't even talk much, so it's normal that Miss Yang He didn't remember you."

Thinking that she and Yun Qingying might not know each other yet, he introduced the two to each other, and then pulled her to sit down and eat together. There was no need to avoid the topic of conversation anyway, and it couldn't be considered a conspiracy. The female swordsman who was holding the food might not listen, as she was busy eating.

Miss Yang He was very generous. She was treated to Jiaolong Hotpot, so she had to express her gratitude.

So she shook her sleeves and gave everyone a bowl of hot fairy rice.

Yun Qingying looked at the washbasin in front of her and fell into confusion. Even when she was at the age when she was practicing martial arts and growing up, she was not allowed to eat like this!

Yang He ate a few spoonfuls of rice, then suddenly glanced at the people sitting at the table and asked subtly:

"Why don't you guys eat? If you don't move your chopsticks, I'll feel embarrassed to eat meat."

Chu Wuji responded softly, "We're chatting, just eat. The kitchen will send more dishes up soon. Eat dragon meat until you want to vomit!"

Bai Sujin wanted to ask this sword-cultivating girl about the affairs of the Southern Heaven Kingdom. She wanted to know why the Southern Heaven Kingdom had become like this under the invisible influence of the immortals, but Yang He was too focused on eating, and Bai Sujin didn't want to disturb her appetite.

Ning Xianzhi picked up some meat for his two disciples and asked:

"Wu Ji, regarding the Tiannu River incident, you'd better hide your tracks and show up less often, which can save you a lot of trouble.

As for the floods caused by the aquatic creatures, Jiujiu and I can pretend to be passing by, block the river and move the water to avert the flood. The Dragon Palace doesn't dare to cause the river to flood continuously."

No matter how loudly the dragon in the water roars and controls the river, it actually has significant limitations and is by no means omnipotent.

If the Skywrath Dragon Palace suffers from excessive flooding for a long time, it will overdraw the water transportation. If a new large tributary is accidentally opened up, it will disperse part of the luck of the main stream and be absorbed and taken away by the creatures on the land along the coast.

Moreover, the dragon clan actively caused floods, bringing suffering to the people. Those blessings will be counted on them, which is not conducive to their fortune in cultivation.

Therefore, the dragon clan tends to "go with the flow" and only do something during the normal flood season and water season. This is caused by the changes of the four seasons of heaven and earth, and the blame will not be put on them.

Taoist Jiuwu drank some wine and tasted the dragon meat in the hot pot. She said:

"That's right. Xianzhi and I haven't shown up before, so we can't be bothered. If the dragon in the water dares to come ashore and fight us, we'll just have to eat hot pot again."

Bai Sujin's expression was solemn and she didn't say anything for the time being. Aunt Qingshe put down her chopsticks, scratched her head and said:

"Why does it feel like I've made a mess?"

Their original intention was to settle accounts and put an end to the past, but they never thought of causing trouble to the people living along the coast.

Revenge and settlement must be precise and should not implicate innocent people.

This involves the entire river basin, not just showing sympathy to the people of Diaolongkou.

The White Snake and the Green Snake had moved water to recede the flood many times in the past, and they were well aware of the harm it caused to the people. If the flood was not receded in time, the crops in the fields would be soaked and famine would follow. The people who starved to death would not be blamed on the Sky Wrath Dragon Palace.

However, these two elders of the Shenxiao Sect cannot stay here all year round. Sooner or later, they will have to leave.

If the Wrathful Dragon Palace really wanted to vent its hatred and seek revenge, it could just pick a few months before the autumn harvest and cause one or two small floods to kill the crops. This cannot be prevented!

If a famine strikes this year, the local government can barely rely on opening its granaries to distribute grain for disaster relief. But what if this continues next year or the year after? The government will not be able to withstand the pressure.

Chu Wuji paid attention to the reactions of the two elders and roughly understood their thoughts, then said:

"After this meal, we'll prepare a little and go back to Diaolongkou to show up. At worst, we can stay here and keep slaughtering these aquatic creatures. After we kill them, we'll send them to Xiaoyao Valley's canteen for cooking.

On my way here, I saw the bridges that had collapsed due to the flood, and I felt unhappy!

I heard before that those bridges were not completely destroyed by the flood, but were deliberately collapsed by the dragons who had successfully escaped and returned to show off their power.

The Jiaolong is indeed a tyrant here, especially since the Southern Heaven Kingdom somehow managed to allow the Buddhists to invade...

Then again, why don’t the cultivators of Xiaoyao Valley do anything about it?

This must be the evil done by the demon clan!

Coincidentally, there was a female swordsman from Xiaoyao Valley nearby, and Chu Wuji asked:

"Miss Yang He, the Skywrath Dragon Palace is committing such evil deeds in the Southern Heaven Kingdom, deliberately destroying bridges and harming people's lives. Why hasn't Xiaoyao Valley responded?"

Yang He's cheeks were bulging with food, like a squirrel. She swallowed a mouthful of rice and replied:

"The ruler of the Southern Heaven Kingdom has forgotten who he is. He wants to issue orders to Xiaoyao Valley and arrange for the monks and disciples to obey his orders. He also said that he has invited the Buddhists to help to deter the monsters and does not necessarily need to use us."

"......Ah?" Chu Wuji almost thought he had heard it wrong.

However, when he thought of the White Snake Temple and the people of Diaolongkou, he immediately felt relieved.

No wonder, how could a country protected by immortal forces end up in such a mess, even worse than a seafaring country? It turns out it was all its own fault!

It is probably because they saw that the immortal cultivators were too easy-going and would not use force to force them to pay tribute, so they did not take Xiaoyao Valley seriously.

Chapter 240 Dragon Palace Princess

The girl with the rice bowl ate while recounting her past experiences.

The cause of this matter was that Xiaoyao Valley took a fancy to a son of a nobleman from the Southern Heaven Kingdom. God favored that noble son and gave him a good natural sword bone and a temperament suitable for cultivation.

The elders of Xiaoyao Valley judged that he was suitable for practicing their sect's sword techniques and wanted to recruit him.

At this time, the king of the Southern Sky Kingdom started to make trouble. He felt that the noble son of his country was a rare treasure and could be used as a bargaining chip. He asked Xiaoyao Valley to set up an organization in the Southern Sky Kingdom to facilitate the king to arrange monster-killing tasks in a timely manner and solve some unusual troubles.

It sounds high-sounding, but it is obvious that you want the immortal disciples to be your personal bodyguards and obey your orders.