022 Fool!

The blue light curtain flashed over his body, and Yang Zifan, who became sesame-sized, walked smoothly to the cave. The two immortals at the door did not notice it. He was secretly happy and continued to explore the cave.

The cave was very deep, and the song went to the depths of the peak. Yang Zifan, who became smaller, did not dare to use his immortal power and could only walk forward with his feet. A big cave was like a world for him. The dents became gullies, and the sand and stones became peaks. After about an hour, he faintly heard the sound in the cave.

"Second elder, why is there no movement again? Do you want to report this matter?"

"Third brother, how many people know about this hole? Are you stupid?"

"But..."

"Don't quarrel."

There seemed to be three people quarreling in the cave. Yang Zifan slowed down and walked a few steps and the road was broken. At this time, he found that the road in was broken here. There was a large cave under the road. The entrance was only at the top of the channel. At this time, there were three old men in blue standing in the cave, with a white face and a long beard in the front. The latter two have a blue face and short beard on the left and a red face and bare head on the right. The three of them are full of wrinkles and look strange. Yang Zifan saw a person with strange skin color for the first time, so he hid in the hole to eavesdrop.

The white-faced old man in the front said, "Second brother and third brother, this matter is not small. Don't talk nonsense."

The red-faced old man on the right said, "The second elder said it had a reaction. Why hasn't there been any movement today? Elder, do you comment on him and say something wrong?"

The blue-faced old man hummed and said, "Third brother, you want to report every time something happens, and this appearance also teaches me a lesson?"

The white-faced elder was a little impatient and shouted, "Enough is enough."

Although Yang Zifan was at the top of the cave, there were several stones below to stop his vision and could not see what they were discussing at all, but at this moment, he could not use his fairy power. He jumped from such a high place just to seek his own death, just when he was distressed.

The red-faced old man shook his sleeve and said, "You two watch first. I'll go out to get some fresh air. What's good about looking at a fossil here? I really can't figure out what's alive. I'm interested in this dragon fossil if I don't study it well." After saying that, his body flashed into a red light and disappeared into the hole.

But that words just now have made Yang Zifan ecstatic. The dragon fossil is the dragon's body, so he quietly asked, "Dragon, do you hear me? Your body is below."

Long said, "Don't worry, be careful. The two people below are not easy to deal with."

Yang Zifan said, "Whether he can deal with it or not, let's go down first. I can't see anything on it."

The dragon said, "If you try to use the power, they won't find you."

Yang Zifan said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" After running the human armor in his body, he immediately felt that the powerful power was full of his body. Just as he was afraid that the other party would find that he had closed all his cultivation and even his spiritual senses were closed for fear that they would find out that he had missed a big event. All the way, he was really tired with his physical strength. Now his strength has returned to his body. He breathed a long sigh of relief and praised, "It's still more comfortable." Then he jumped and floated quietly from the top of the cave. Sure enough, the remaining two elders in the magical cave did not find anyone diving into the cave.

When Yang Zifan quietly fell into the cave, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw a huge dragon claw on the wall around the cave that went deep into the ground, so that half of the rock wall of a huge cave was occupied by this dragon claw. He dared not imagine the dragon's How big is the real body?

And what is even more jaw-dropping is that the two old men saw this claw, which looked strangely and interestingly.

Yang Zifan joked, "Long, your claw is so big that you won't be scared to death when you come out in the future."

The dragon was silent.

Yang Zifan thought that he felt a little excited in his body, so he said, "Don't be nervous. Everything has me. Tell me how to put you back into your body."

The dragon still has no sound.

Yang Zifan felt strange and said, "Hey, talk quickly."

Long sighed, "With your strength, you can't put my soul back."

Yang Zifan said coldly, "How much power does that take? Make it clear that I can figure out."

Long paused for a moment and said, "I'm afraid the three people in the cave can do it together."

Yang Zifan was shocked and said, "You're killing me. The three of them worked together, but they didn't listen to me.

At this time, the blue-faced old man said, "Big Elder, why don't we try to convey fairy power to it and see if it reacts?"

The white-faced old man pondered, "I have thought about this method, but I always feel that this dragon is not like a fairyland thing. If he wakes up, I don't know what the consequences will be."

The blue-faced old man shook his head and said, "Big Elder, I'm not talking about you. When I found it, I said that I would destroy him at all, but you didn't destroy it. You said that there may be a secret of heaven on this dragon. The three of us have been thinking about it for hundreds of years and haven't realized anything."

The white-faced old man turned his head and looked at him and said, "Falley, if we hadn't found it, I would have been the little immortals who were still on the star platform. How could we have the prestige of the three elders on the star platform today."

The blue-faced old man scolded, "I realized what I have become now. I'm old and ugly. Which of the immortals in the fairyland is not skillful? The three of us almost didn't grow dragon claws and dragon horns."

The white-faced old man's face changed slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense. You also felt its movement a few days ago. I'm afraid it will come to life. At that time, the three of us may realize more."

The quarrel between the two fell into Yang Zifan's ears one by one, and Yang Zifan's heart moved and joked, "Long. Look, all three of them can realize the powerful skills on one of your claws. Is it possible that you are full of treasures? I will give me a few things when you come back to life.

Long said, "Furies, they realize that they have nothing to do with me."

Yang Zifan smiled and said, "Wait, I came up with a clever plan. But before that, you have to tell me whether the power can resist their three moves?

Long didn't understand what he was going to do, but nodded and said, "The power is different from your fairy power, as long as your heart should be able to resist."

"Should!" Yang Zifan shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, "You can't give a definite answer. That's all. I'll bet."

"Hey, wait..." Long shouted.

Yang Zifan ignored him and changed his original shape.

The white-faced old man and the blue-faced old man who were arguing were suddenly shocked to see one more person in the hole. The white-faced old man said, "Who are you?"

Yang Zifan pointed to the sky and said, "There is nothing in the sky, let alone on the earth. I am the golden body of the reincarnation of the white dragon." He intended to deceive the three elders to put the dragon's soul back into his body, making up nonsense.

The blue-faced old man was stunned for a moment and looked at him in surprise and said, "Are you a white dragon? Why don't I look like it?"

Yang Zifan smiled and put his hands on his waist and said, "Wrong, I'm not a white dragon. I'm the golden body of the white dragon, just for his awakening."

The white-faced old man seemed to be wary of seeing this young man in his 20s suddenly appear in the hole and knew that the other party's cultivation was not low. He asked, "Dare to ask which friend you are in the fairyland. You don't have to play with the three old men of Xingtai like this."

Yang Zifan shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm not a person in the fairyland, and I didn't play with you. I'm the golden body of the white dragon."

The blue-faced old man seemed to be very straightforward and said, "Nonsense. We have found this dragon for more than 600 years. I think your life is more than 20 years at most. How can it be its reincarnation?"

Yang Zifan was shocked. He didn't expect that the blue-faced old man could see through his actual age at a glance, but he still laughed and said, "Since you can see my age, it should be clear that it is impossible for me to sneak into the hole without being found at my age."

The white-faced old man looked at a pinch of wrinkles on Yang Zifan's forehead and asked, "Are you Yang Zifan?"

Yang Zifan was shocked, but he knew that he had never seen these three people. I'm afraid the three of them just heard about it. He pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know who Yang Zifan is."

The white-faced old man said, "I heard that there is a strange man in the world who can fight with the Emperor of Heaven for a few days. This man is also in his twenties.

Yang Zifan snorted coldly, "I don't know that guy. Believe it or not, it's just that you can't get anything about this white dragon without me.

The white-faced old man's face changed slightly and suddenly slapped him. Yang Zifan only felt that his body was cold, and a mountain of energy came to him. He was shocked to know that he could not dodge. He subconsciously wanted to send out a fire, but when he thought that he used the fire, he was afraid that the other party would recognize him, and his fingers that popped up were simply loosened in the air. The power of power is sent out.

"Bang." Invisibly collided, Yang Zifan's heart tightened, and he only felt cold, and his heart seemed to be frozen, but he still resisted it and said as usual, "Are you really going to fight?"

When the blue-faced old man saw that the elder didn't slap down the man's palm, he frowned slightly and flew up and hit it out in the air. Yang Zifan complained that although he caught the palm just now, the aftershocks made him unable to lift any more strength. The flying fist was about to attack with a simple strength. He secretly said, "It's over. "

But he didn't expect it. The white-faced old man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the blue-faced old man's fist and said, "Slow it."

It was him who did it, and it was he who shouted to stop. However, Yang Zifan was relieved and whispered to the dragon, "Your three disciples and grandchildren are powerful. With your true biography, beating people is not ambiguous at all."

Long said, "I don't have such an apprentice."

The white-faced old man looked at Yang Zifan and said, "Are you really not Yang Zifan?"

Yang Zifan smiled and said, "Of course not. I haven't even seen him look like."

The blue-faced old man was blocked by the white-faced old man and said, "What's the big elder talking to this boy? He knows our secret and kill him."

The white-faced old man stared at him and asked Yang Zifan, "Why do you know this place?"

Yang Zifan smiled and said, "This is not simple. I just saved that I am the reincarnation of this dragon. Naturally, I know that he is here. A few days ago, I watched the sky at night and felt that it was time to restore my original body."

The blue-faced old man couldn't take action and hummed with a blue face: "It's a mess, but I have to choose this day in the past six hundred years."

Yang Zifan flicked his finger and said, "All this is because there is a person who appeared. Bailong has to respond to him. At some times, many people have no choice but to. Bailong lives for him. He was born for Bailong. Bailong and he are sworn enemies."

What he said was extremely sensational. By the way, he wiped his eyes and turned to look at the vicissitudes of dragon claws shaking his head.

The blue-faced old man looked at his appearance and whispered to the white-faced old man, "Big Elder, how do I feel like it's real?"

The white-faced old man thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the person you are talking about?"

Yang Zifan turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Well, although you two have learned your own cultivation from one of the claws of the white dragon, you are just looking for a dead end to deal with him. I have learned this filial piety for him."

The white-faced old man and the blue-faced old man looked at each other and seemed to believe Yang Zifan's words. The white-faced old man asked, "How can the white dragon god be resurrected?"

Yang Zifan looked at them and turned his head to support him on the dragon's claws and shook his head repeatedly. In fact, he just forgot to ask Bai Long how to send his soul out. Then he quickly asked, "Dragon, it's about to be done. How can I send you in from this claw?"

The dragon said, "I can go out, but I'm afraid that the man on the ground can detect me, so I have to get into the body as soon as possible after going out. When I get to the body, I need to rely on the three of them to do their best to activate my body."

Yang Zifan said that it was really troublesome. He pretended to be painful and turned his head and looked at the two old people and said, "Oh, but I'm not capable enough to do this. Hey, it's really useless to be his golden body for his reincarnation."

The blue-faced old man comforted, "Don't worry, don't worry. Shenlong is our master. As long as there is a way, we will definitely go through fire and water."

Yang Zifan looked up at him and walked to him with tears in his eyes and hugged him and said, "Thank you so much. Thank you so much." As he spoke, his face was full of relief, which made the blue-faced old man almost cry.

The white-faced old man coughed, and Yang Zifan let go of the blue-faced old man and looked at him and said, "Only after the dragon soul returns to the dragon body can the white dragon be resurrected, but if I force the dragon soul to put it into the dragon body, I will die. Later, I can rely on the three of you to input all your own cultivation into its body."

The blue-faced old man looked at him and said, "Will you die?"

Yang Zifan said together, "No, no, I'm not. I just completed my mission."

The white-faced old man cautiously asked, "There is one more thing I want to ask. The three of us have received the favor of the White Dragon God, but we still don't know where the White Dragon God comes from and why he is here."

Seeing that it was about to be done, asking these two questions greatly broke the momentum of asking the casserole to the end, and secretly scolded, "What a cunning old guy."

Yang Zifan smiled and said, "The three of you are also its ingens. Naturally, these things need to be told, but if the other one doesn't come..."

The blue-faced old man said anxiously, "It's okay. Don't worry about him. There will be no doubt about what we say."

Yang Zifan nodded and pretended to walk deeply in the hole before slowly said, "This matter starts with a person. No one knows his name, and no one has ever lived. So there are only rumors that there is a black fog on this man. At that time, the fairy world heard that the virtual world was connected together. There were also very few immortals, only a few. Of course, there were not three of you at that time. At that time, the most famous immortals seemed to be called Hongjun Laozu. The white dragon is an initial dragon. When Pangu came out of heaven and earth with an axe, he appeared in heaven and earth. He was very powerful but felt that he was too boring in heaven and earth, so he went to the seaside to catch a group of small fish and turned them into dragons, and then he traveled around. At that time, everyone in the fairyland was in danger. Bai Long didn't know that he met that person by chance, and then it happened.

He said that he stopped here and looked at the top of the cave and seemed to recall the late events. In fact, he couldn't make it up here and asked quietly, "Long, think about what to say next. My brain is not working well."

Long Ha laughed and said, "I can't make it up. Go on. This story is well made up."

Yang Zifan is so angry.

The blue-faced old man's eyes widened when he heard the key points and continued to ask, "What's going on?"

Yang Zifan looked at him and said, "What do you think will happen later?"

The blue-faced old man thought for a moment and said, "Is that man the old enemy of the white dragon?"

Yang Zifan sighed.

The blue-faced old man thought he was wrong and quickly asked, "Am I wrong?"

Yang Zifan looked at him and shook his head again.

The blue-faced old man was anxious, and Yang Zifan said again, "You are right. That man is not an extraordinary person, but a black dragon. When Pangu split the heaven and the earth, the pure and upright things in the sky condensed into a white dragon, but the turbid gas fell down. They were also condensed into one. A dragon, a black dragon, has blood-red dragon horns, blood-red eyes, and black scales. He hates everything in the world and hates why he can't go to heaven. When the white dragon was free, he was trampled under others, so he simply thought that the white dragon had taken away everything he had. Do you think it's right?

The white-faced old man listened to Yang Zifan's emotional cry and began to believe that he shared the blue-faced old man and said, "Of course not, it has its fruit. How can it have anything to do with the White Dragon God?"

Yang Zifan shook his head and said, "Yes, of course it is, but Bai Long is different from our mortal thoughts. He knows that Black Dragon can't bear to see life suffering everywhere, so he decided to do something."

At this point, he sold his secret, and also because he often eavesdropped on Huang Lisheng's stories when he was a child, so he made up stories like this to guess.

The white-faced old man's vigilance also disappeared, and both of them asked, "What did he decide to do?" The two were also fooled by him when their hearts were as pure as paper.

Yang Zifan looked at them and felt funny, but he couldn't laugh and lowered his head, shook his head and sighed.