Chen Qingniu felt like he had found a treasure, and he could not hide his joy.

His disobedience immediately made the little white dragon who suffered a lot and frightened. He took a few steps back and saw her eyes wandering and waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Chen Qingniu didn't care what Bai Jiao felt. He squinted his eyes and smiled, and carefully looked at the Shanghu landlord in front of him. The Suzaku Dynasty had unofficial history and storytellings, and praised the Chang'an Marquis as full of courage. As for the Bai Jiao in front of him, he was full of treasures.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about ambergris, Chen Qingniu will solve an imminent problem.

Although ambergris, folk sayings and Chinese medicine books have already told all kinds of magical things, they are still far from the summary in the eyes of practitioners. There are many sources of ambergris. Most of them are born from overseas giant whales, which are far from dragons. In fact, as long as they are ranked among dragons, they all have ambergris, which can promote essence, strong bone marrow, and produce fluid, relieve heartache, and are the most important tonic. There is no taboo for ginseng to be weak and nourished. However, ambergris is often obtained by practitioners who have been waiting for rabbits all year round once they appear, or they will flow into the palace of the Linhai Dynasty. It can be said that there is no price and no money to be found.

For example, officials have different ranks of ranks, and ambergris also have different levels. The closer the dragon's essence, the more precious the ambergris produced, there is a saying that carp jumps over the dragon's gate in the mortal world. Carp does have the origin of dragons, but their blood ties are too far apart and can be almost neglected. Therefore, they become carp with essence. Even if they have practiced for thousands of years and thousands of years, ambergris is still of mediocre quality. On the other hand, even if the white dragon in front of Chen Qingniu has only been practicing Taoism for three hundred years, as long as there is ambergris, it will definitely be worth a lot.

The thousands of rare koi from extraordinary origins in the royal palace were originally filled with spiritual energy, which was swept away by Chen Qingniu's whale swallowing technique, alleviating the sequelae of death caused by the boiling sea of ​​qi in his body. However, such behavior is naturally the best way to fish in the dry pond, but Chen Qingniu had no choice but to do it. He was not a Taoist master who knew the "world in his sleeves". He could neither use his magical powers to move away a whole fish pond, nor could he pull out seedlings to feed koi and quickly seize spiritual energy.

Now that there is a living white dragon, the ambergris she brought alone can help those sick koi absorb their essence. Although this unsuccessful transaction is far better than waiting for death. Otherwise, Chen Qingniu would have to return to Guanyin Lotus Peak and rely on those purple and gold lotus flowers to earn his old fortune.

The Bai Jiao of Shanghu met Chen Qingniu who had planted a hibernating dragon in his eyes. It was like a mouse and cat, and it was difficult to get close to him. In addition, Xie Shiji's magic gun had just pierced a hole in her body, so how could she feel at ease? She just didn't dare to leave this acre of three-point land that was born and raised. She was just a little ignorant of the world, but she was a fool who was not stupid.

Chen Qingniu put away the Dangguo sword with gold ears, and after sitting down, he poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a kind look: "How about we go and trade? That bead lends you to strengthen your soul. During this period, you will help me raise three thousand koi. As long as you ensure that you can absorb spiritual energy within one tenth, the business will be done, and you and I will be at peace from now on, and the well water will not interfere with the river, and maybe even distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and they can help each other. How about it?"

Bai Jiao blinked his eyes, probably not understanding.

Chen Qingniu took a sip of tea, put down the wine glass, glanced at the young Bai Jiao with a confused face, and grinned and said, "If the business is ruined and I delay my great cause of cultivation, then I will go to your Dragon Palace to find you. First, I will break my belly and retrieve the beads, then chop you off your four feet and peel them into something, and then plunder them all, especially the book "The God of Luo River", which will be the thing in my bag from now on. Do you understand?"

Xiao Jiao, who had already had skin that was better than snow, was trembling with fear, his face became whiter and nodded vigorously.

Now she must understand, and if she doesn't understand, she has to pretend to understand.

Chen Qingniu waved with a smile, and waited until she moved to the table and sat down, as if she was sitting on pins and needles, twisting her hands together, and she didn't dare to look up at people. Chen Qingniu poured her a cup of tea and gently pushed it in front of her, "Do you have something you have longed for but can't get it? Maybe I can get it for you."

She shook her head quickly.

Chen Qingniu grinned, and this little guy didn't know how to observe his expression.

Chen Qingniu frowned and pondered for a long time, looked up and asked, "After your mother's death, will there be a lake god enfeoffed by the imperial court in Shanghu? "

No matter the world, whether it is a beautiful place, a beautiful place, a beautiful place, a place of beauty, there are gods enfeoffed by the official to help the major dynasties suppress their fortunes. Chen Qingniu read the "Preface Comprehensive Record" stolen by Zhu Zhenying, and learned that Shanghu Lake under his feet was where the number of energy gathered in Liangzhou was like the eyes of a dragon, which was crucial.

Based on this inference, the Liang King used troops to encircle the Mother Dragon, the lake god, which was about to be transformed into a dragon, which was a helpless act of ordinary people to protect themselves. Because the matter of turning the dragon into a dragon was the most depleted and consumed the energy and power of the place where the dragon was transformed into. The Mother Dragon was ascended to the Tao. The Lake God, who was originally a lake god who helped Liangzhou's fortunes gather, would cause the entire Liangzhou to decline. The Liang King, who held heavy troops, would of course be furious. How could the royal family and vassal kings who were in a vain and wanted to become such a bleak situation?

Bai Jiao looked dim and shook his head gently.

Chen Qingniu fell silent and fought against the gods and man, but he still gave up the idea of ​​sneaking into the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. The Lizhu given by Green Lotus is good at avoiding water, and with Xie Shiji's physical cultivation, it is enough to go into the water to explore the secrets. However, after entering the water, it will be inconsistent with the little white dragon on the boat. I don't know if there is any hidden mechanism in the Dragon Palace below. If I get stuck at the bottom of the lake, I will really say that Tiantian should not be called "Dimensional".

Chen Qingniu spoke up with a thick face and asked her to go to the bottom of the lake to get a few treasures, which was called helping to appreciate one or two, so as not to waste natural resources. She was not afraid that she would disappear without a trace. After Chen Qingniu succeeded from Zhu Zhenying, she followed the secret technique of Guanyin Sect to train. Although her technique was crude and could not even be called entering the hall, and there was no magical power to be derived. But if it was just used as a street lamp at night, it was really simple. Just Chen Qingniu had to search intently. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, it would be like opening a window to see the bright moon, and it would be clear at a glance.

Furthermore, Chen Qingniu also wanted to take this opportunity to finalize Bai Jiao's true nature. If she felt that she could be able to pay for the debt if she stayed at home and didn't leave, then Chen Qingniu didn't mind turning that intimidation word into reality. He believed that as long as he got the "Lotus God Picture" that helped Bai Jiao turn into a person, the three thousand koi in the vassal king's mansion would be a source of water and a root. He took a step back and tied the young white dragon into a fish pond, cut his skin and released essence and blood every day. As koi bait, I believe he would benefit a lot.

The key is how Bai Jiao chooses, good fortune and misfortune will be caused by one's own life and death will be taken by one's own life and death.

Perhaps Chen Qingniu didn't realize at this moment that his guest guest of Lotus Peak, for the White Dragon of Shanghu, met, which was a disaster for the latter, and it was also a blessing for the Tao.

Chen Qingniu, the brothel servant, was the same for Mrs. Fan back then. The fortune and misfortune depended on destiny.

Those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers may not be clear.

After Bai Jiao confirmed that the butcher demon was not a joke, he was granted a general amnesty and instantly turned into a rainbow and penetrated into the lake, with almost no splashing. Even if outsiders stared at them, they would just be considered as dazzled.

Chen Qingniu began to close his eyes and rest. After about a stick of incense, he opened his eyes. A cool breeze broke into the house on the window. The next moment, Bai Jiao stood in front of him and Xie Shiji. She saw her snow-white clothes rippled in ripples, nearly a hundred miles of water, and she had never been soaked in the lake water. However, because of her natural dragon body, her body was stained with invisible water mist. Finally, several water droplets condensed at the hem of the cuffs and skirts, and fell silently on the wooden board.

Ancient books record that the Dragon King often travels clouds and rains when he goes ashore. This is the reason.

She had a small vermilion wooden box under her armpit, which was cumbersome and layered, and she could do her best to be masters.

He held two exquisite drums with his hands, looking at Chen Qingniu pitifully, wanting to show off his charm, but also feeling unwilling.

Chen Qingniu sighed in her heart and asked her to put the three objects on the table in sequence first, and she was a little hopeless. The only common feature of the three items is that they are gorgeous and fancy. They are more pleasing to the eyes of women.

As expected, the first thunder-patterned drum was just a new thing two hundred years ago, with insects, fish, flowers and birds painted all over it. In the jargon of monks, it was very "tender". Chen Qingniu turned the drum and looked at its inscription. It was an ordinary thing ordered by officials in Shanghu to place it in the Leigong Temple. Whenever he asked for rain during drought, he would beat the drum to reach the sky.

There is no hidden mystery.

Chen Qingniu glanced at Bai Jiao with a squinted look. The latter was as if he was struck by lightning, but he felt very wronged. This little drum is the top three among her favorite objects. She is so sincere that she is even sneered by the cold-blooded demon. Could it be that she will suffer a tragic disaster today and die here?

He threw the small drum back to Bai Jiao, and abandoned it like a worn-out shoe. The latter carefully held it in his arms, with a happy face.

Chen Qingniu suddenly exclaimed, showing a look of surprise on his face.

If the second small drum in his hand was seen from ordinary people, the drum face was just decorated with a colorful big frog, entrenched in the southwest corner of the drum face. But if Chen Qingniu looked carefully with his superior eyesight, it would seem like countless. There were small frogs squatting on the big frog, and frogs were carrying each other, and so on, continuously extending to the northeast direction of the drum face.

According to legend, ancient sages said that the big frogs sing in their belly, which is to make sounds for the heaven and earth. Toots and frogs are all spiritual objects, and can know the right time and place. Therefore, the text of tortoise shells and the sound of frogs and drums are all secrets revealed by saints to later generations. It is also said that the sound of drums is originally the joy of barbarians, like the barking of toads and the sound of hitting, which is loud and loud, which can shock all evil and evil things on earth.

Chen Qingniu couldn't put it down and used his thumb to rub the invisible exquisite patterns on the drum's face. He said in awe: "In the writings of the senior guests on the mountain, this thing was mentioned. The world was not separated and the gods lived together. There was a god who was in charge of the climate of the four seasons, holding a giant drum in his hand, called the Spring Drum. The drum was silent, and the winter did not go away or spring would not come. When the drum sounded throughout the earth, all things in the world would bid farewell to the old and welcome the spring. After that, the world changed, and the gods gradually disappeared for some reason. Later generations imitated the Spring Drum, and imitated countless drums from all over the world, and the old and old were imitated. Among them, the spring Drum in front of the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain was the 'authentic world'."

Chen Qingniu put down the drum, made a final conclusion about it, and said to himself: "It can be considered a pretty good piece of Yansheng Dao. It's a pity that he failed to nurture fundamental spirituality. However, it's best to use Yansheng to restrain Yin, which is not bad."

Chen Qingniu accidentally caught Bai Jiao's entangled look of heartache and fleshy pain. He couldn't help laughing and joked: "Is this your treasure? People in the world say that everything is rare in the Dragon Palace. You should collect some shabby goods from the street."

Bai Jiao didn't dare to confront him, but his eyes became more and more pitiful. His pair of lively Qiu Shui's long eyes seemed to say that since you, the lofty immortal master, don't look down on me, then give me back to me quickly.

Chen Qingniu laughed loudly, waved his sleeves gently, and the small drum floated away and fell into her arms.

Then Chen Qingniu reached out to grab the densely carved small vermilion box. The paint color was mottled and the ancient charm was full of ancient charm. It was obvious that it was an old object.

However, compared to the two-sided drums, Chen Qingniu despises it the most. The reason is very simple. Whether it is carving or painting, people in the world admire white space, but too much is too little. The mortals on earth and those who practice on the mountain are very different, but in fact the great ways are connected.

But when Chen Qingniu's fingertips touched the wooden box, his whole body trembled, as if he was stabbed by a needle and retracted his hand.

Chen Qingniu immediately looked up and stared at the seemingly innocent white dragon woman. The latter still looked sincerely happy after taking back the two treasures, and did not notice Chen Qingniu's strangeness.

Chen Qingniu retracted his gaze, looked down, and did not rush to reach out and touch it.

Concentrate and hold your breath.
Chapter completed!