Zhu Minglang pretended not to hear or see anything. He continued to maintain his steady breathing, gathering spiritual energy from heaven and earth to nourish himself. Not a single dragon …
Lan Zun, Jiang Que, was painfully suppressing herself.
Humiliation, anger, and a lot of unwillingness. These days, she'd always felt like she'd been slapped repeatedly in her sleep. Every time she woke up, she'd feel like she'd been slapped all over again.
Lan Zun was already in a dull state of cultivation. Her inner demons were growing in her soul, and the experience of that night and that waning moon had caused her to go completely berserk tonight. She couldn't cultivate anymore.
Jiang Que couldn't sit still.
Zhu Minglang could feel her irritation.
Meng Bingci sat there calmly and spoke softly about the breathing technique. She was speaking to Jiang Que and also to Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang calmed down as Meng Bingci spoke. To Zhu Minglang, Jiang Que was no different from a noisy sparrow. She didn't affect him at all.
Before he knew it, the sky started to turn hazy.
In the past, the arrival of dawn was always so normal.
But now, every dawn seemed to come with great difficulty. Most people would let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhu Minglang opened his eyes. His mind was shaken, and his heart was at peace. A Ling Yue was naturally born!
The corners of Zhu Minglang's mouth rose.
There were benefits to cultivating one's mind with Mother. It wasn't common for Dragon Master Ling Yue to grow naturally!
After getting up, Zhu Minglang finally noticed that Lan Zun, Jiang Que, was still beside him.
Bathed in the sunlight, her evil aura and demonic nature had clearly decreased. Her slightly dull skin also seemed to have some luster.
The only pity was that there wasn't a sword piercing her throat. That would've been even more beautiful.
It looked like Meng Bingci had subdued Lan Zun.
Zhu Minglang left the White Frost Palace and slid down an immortal vine into Yuheng Xian.
In the Immortal City, there was a hot breakfast. After Zhu Minglang finished eating, he found an empty space and began to train the dragon.
The Flat Wave Cloud Plains was a very suitable place for taming dragons. Big Black Tooth, Little Purple Horn, and Xuan Sa all ate meat. There were many cows and sheep that were raised on the plains, and the meat was very good for them to eat their fill.
After a while, Du Pan came over.
He saw Zhu Minglang and bowed. Then, he took out a treasure and whispered to Zhu Minglang: "Young Sovereign, this is a good item."
"Got it. You don't have to worry about Lan Zun. She's already been tamed," Zhu Minglang said.
Last night, Lan Zun's cultivation went berserk. Almost no one came to help. In the end, it was Meng Bingci who brought her into the room and taught her how to calm her heart and eliminate her inner demons.
In terms of cultivation, Meng Bingci did have a unique way. Presumably, Lan Zun and Jiang Que wouldn't oppose her anymore. They would be very respectful.
"That's great," Du Pan smiled. He immediately expressed his loyalty: "In the future, our White Dragon Divine Sect will rely on you and Head Venerate Meng!"
The sun was shining brightly. Zhu Minglang walked slowly in the Flat Wave Cloud Plains. It was only a long night, but it felt like a long-lost radiance. The warm feeling made him feel especially comfortable.
Zhu Minglang found a dense camphor tree and took a nap under it. It was a good afternoon nap.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he entered the Cloud Court Dream Hall.
As expected, nothing good happened when you slept during the day.
In the end, you couldn't escape the mission of the Heaven Inspecting Judge God. If you didn't encounter an evil god, then the heavens would send an evil god to make sure you don't slack off.
Zhu Minglang wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and sat upright.
Next to him were Chang Cheng and Chang Huang. The other god statues were also in place. He remembered that they had been shattered by that arrogant and despotic Crown Prince Star, but it didn't seem to have much effect on them.
"Who violated the precepts?" Zhu Minglang asked.
The Heaven Inspecting Judge God had been triggered. It must be a huge tumor in Yuheng Xian City.
However, Zhu Minglang didn't see the offending god this time. It was empty in front of him. None of the three souls were captured.
"Supreme Immortal, this person is very powerful. We have been waiting for him for many days, but we didn't bring his Heaven Soul, Earth Soul, and Human Soul. We have failed in our duty. However, considering that we can't execute this evil god, we are afraid that more innocent people and tragedies will be caused. Therefore, we sincerely hope that Supreme Immortal can capture his original body!" Chang Cheng said.
"Cough, cough. The last time the Crown Prince Star came, it did have some effect on us. Our vitality was damaged … In the future, when Supreme Immortal's divinity is higher, we will definitely not let go of that thing!" Chang Huang said.
"Okay. Do you have any clues? We can't not even have a name." Zhu Minglang said.
Chang Cheng and Chang Huang were talking when Zhu Minglang heard footsteps approaching him.
Zhu Minglang had been sleeping vigilantly. When someone approached, Zhu Minglang naturally couldn't continue his interrogation. Therefore, he woke up immediately.
Zhu Minglang opened his eyes and stretched.
When he looked over, Zhu Minglang saw a delicate-looking peddler walking over. He was carrying a large basket of mountain goods on his back.
This kind of peddler was very common. He carried some daily oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, as well as some small melon seeds, small dried fruits, and small tea leaves. Usually, when he saw a passerby, he would go up and ask if there was anything he needed. Even if it was just a small bag of sweet soup, he would be very happy to come to you.
When Zhu Minglang saw this person walking over, he was a little curious.
It was reasonable to say that this kind of peddler carrying a basket was more common on the streets outside the city. Why would there be such a peddler in such an open field? Could it be that he was selling kites?
"Take a look. Young Master, is there anything you want to buy? As long as you name it, I have it!" the peddler said with a smile.
"Everything?" Zhu Minglang raised his eyebrows. Driven by his playfulness, Zhu Minglang wanted to tease this peddler.
"Yes, you have everything," the peddler said with certainty.
"My dragon broke its wings in a battle. Do you have any good healing medicine that can help it grow its wings as soon as possible?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"You want medicine? Let me see. It's for the dragon, right?" The peddler seriously searched the basket.
Zhu Minglang couldn't help but admire the peddler's dedication. As long as one wasn't a fool, they would know that he was just teasing him.
"Here, this is for you. It's the Yin Sea Divine Ginseng. No matter what kind of injury it is, it can heal it." The peddler found the medicine and handed it to Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang was stunned.
Did he really manage to pull something out?
Was he trying to trick him?
"Are you sure this thing is useful? My dragon isn't an ordinary dragon," Zhu Minglang said.
"You will know after you try it. If it's useless, you won't lose anything. If it's useful, you will have to pay the corresponding price, "the peddler said confidently.
Zhu Minglang was still doubtful.
Needless to say, the Yin Sea Divine Ginseng that he took out was definitely not some black radish from a street stall. Zhu Minglang could feel the Spiritual Qi that it contained.
This peddler was obviously not a peddler who sold daily groceries!
An immortal peddler?
An immortal who specialized in selling immortal treasures and secret medicines?
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