Chapter 69 The Beginning of the Festival

Jiang Chengzi arranged Liu Xinzheng, Li Zhenyan and Fang Rong in a small building next to the Shenlong Pavilion. When Fang Rong and Li Zhenyan woke up, it was noon the next day, and tomorrow was the annual festival of the dragon clan.

By learning from Li Zhenyan and Fang Rong, Jiang Chengzi and others learned that most of the shocking roar came from Liu Xinzheng, and Li Zhenyan and Fang Rong were also stunned by the sound. As for what happened after the boundary, they don't know, and the house must have collapsed.

When Li Zhenyan learned about Fang Rong's other ability, her expression was different from Fang Rong's own stunned expression. Her expression was very complicated, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Knowing the truth, Jiang Chengzi and others were more confused about Liu Xinzheng. Although it has long been known that he is the main soul dependence, something special will happen to him, and although they have been prepared, they are still shocked by this sudden event, and too many strange things have happened to this person.

Meet Long Cheng, get the true secret of dragon control, and suddenly become powerful. Wait...

In a blank world, Liu Xin is sitting here alone with his eyes closed.

For a long time, he opened his eyes. Looking at the handsome man in white robe in front of him, he said, "Senior Longcheng, time is running out, please..."

In the cheers of the dragon people, the lazy sun finally climbed out of the quilt like a child.

When the gentle sun shines on everyone, they began to sing cheerful songs and dance happily. Today is a special day. The lights of thousands of families have not slept all night, waiting for the moment when the sun rises.

At this moment, in the small building next to the Shenlong Pavilion, Liu Xinzheng suddenly sat up, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the rising sun outside the window. A light slipped through his eyes. He took a deep breath, exhaled out a turbid breath in his stomach, and slowly said, "Finally began... The dragon festival! Lin Fan, I'm coming.

Li Zhenyan, who sat aside all night, was shocked by Liu Xinzheng, who suddenly sat up. He had been sleeping for the past two days and had no sign of waking up half an hour ago.

Li Zhenyan even thought, "Let him sleep one more day!" But at this moment, Liu Xinzheng suddenly woke up and turned around, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"Brother Liu, you need to rest!" Li Zhenyan didn't dare to face him, but whispered.

Liu Xin's face is serious, but her eyes are as calm as a waveless lake, and she can't see any emotion. Every time such eyes come, Li Zhenyan has a strange feeling and subconsciously admits her mistake.

"The festival has begun!" Listening to the noise outside the window, Liu Xin was saying plainly as if talking to herself.

"Hmm!" He nodded gently, and Li Zhenyan responded in a low voice.

"Wait for me to come back here, and I won't go anywhere." Liu Xinzheng turned his head and looked at Li Zhenyan.

Li Zhenyan understands Liu Xinzheng's consciousness, but how can she stay alone and let Liu Xinzheng take risks alone!

"But..."

"I'm sorry!" Liu Xin seemed to have foreseen that Li Zhenyan would say this. Before Li Zhenyan finished speaking, she stretched out her finger and flicked her forehead under her stunned eyes.

As if something rushed into her mind, Li Zhenyan only felt a sinking in her mind and gradually became drowsy until she fell asleep.

Gently kissed her red forehead, and Liu Xin was jumping out of the window and pouring into the tide of cheering.

The dragon people are simple. Today, they take out their good things and put them on the street to share with everyone. In their opinion, the more they share with the people, the more blessings they can get.

He casually took a lace mask from a stall and put it on his face and covered his face. Liu Xin began to go to the fire dragon clan. From time to time, someone on the road jumped out to show off his mask to him, snorted softly after being cold and jumped in front of others.

In the Shenlong Pavilion, Jiang Chengzi and the four elders were busy, and they were all preparing for this annual holy scripture. While busy, Jiang Chengzi is worried about Liu Xinzheng. After all, he is the only main soul dependence that has appeared in the past ten thousand years. He is a man with the mission of saving the dragon. His safety is directly related to the fate of the dragon clan.

But...

Jiang Chengzi looked at Bai Zhufeng and others and sighed, "They have forgotten this mission and forgotten the shame of their ancestors. They only have themselves in their hearts..."

Looking at the location of the small building in the distance, he said to himself, "The arranged messenger has no return. Liu Xinzheng has not woken up yet, otherwise his son would have run out of the small building to save Lin Fan. Well, it doesn't matter if I don't wake up, it saves me a worry. Otherwise, if there is any problem, it won't end.

In the morning, it should have been quiet, but today it is full of gongs and drums. Walking in the noisy crowd, Liu Xin is wearing a mask among the crowd, which does not attract the attention of others.

His heart is particularly quiet at this moment, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him, and there is only one belief in his heart that guides his direction. Save my brother!"

In the flow of people, I recalled a scene in my dream.

In his dream, he sat cross-legged in a blank world. In front of him is Long Cheng, wearing a white coat. "In the face of so many choices, your mood can still be blank. This calmness and calmness are really rare."

As if he knew that Long Cheng would appear, Liu Xin was slowly opening his skin and was not too surprised to see Long Cheng. He said calmly, "Let me become stronger!"

......

"Due to time, I can only do this step. Although you have mastered the technique of teleportation, you can only use it three times. Remember, you can't force drive after three times.

"Only three times?" Repeating what had been said in the dream, Liu Xinzheng took a deep breath and strode towards the Fire Dragon clan.

At the junction of the Fire Dragon and the Earth Dragon, several Fire Dragons kept complaining: "Today is the annual holy book, and there must be many beautiful women participating!"

"Well, who will come to this place on such a sacred day! You see, there is no one at the junction of the Tulong clan.

In the jungle not far from several guards, Liu Xin was taking a look at the guard position and took a detour.

The Fire Dragon and the Tulong are originally a family. Naturally, there is not much separation of the land, only a few huge stones. The people of the two ethnic groups have a strong territorial consciousness and rarely cross the border at ordinary times. Moreover, there is only a gap between the two ethnic groups, but the people of the two ethnic groups do not have much hostility.

So it is normal for only a few people to stand guard next to the territory.

It was very easy to avoid several guard satellite TV lines. Liu Xin was entering the territory of the Fire Dragon clan. During this period, there were also patrol teams and sentries, which were also easy to avoid.

Jian into the flow of fire dragons, Liu Xin is starting to go to the fire dragon square.

The Fire Dragons have the same customs as the Tulongs. At this moment, most of them also wear masks to make fun with each other, so wearing masks, Liu Xinzheng will not attract the attention of others.

Liu Xinzheng has never been to the Fire Dragon. Standing on the street of the Fire Dragon, he knows where the square is, because there is a penet building there. A circular altar of about three feet. The square is in the high ground, and the altar of about three feet can be seen at a glance, so it is not difficult to find the square.

Walking on the street where people gathered, Liu Xin was hearing a little boy say to his grandfather, "Grandpa, the patriarch is so good. Why did the elder kill him?" Isn't the elder bad?"

The child's grandfather listened to him and covered his mouth: "Little child, what do you know! Don't talk nonsense. It's an honor for the elder to ask the patriarch to sacrifice the dragon.

"Why didn't the elder go to the altar?"

"Don't say it."

This is just a small episode and does not affect Liu Xin's progress.

A long journey, but Liu Xinzheng has been walking for a long time. He is thinking about how to save Lin Fan from the sight of the fire dragon clan and retreat.

There are not as many people as expected on the bluestone-paved square, and there are only a few hundred people in the big square.

Every year, the festival is held on the square, and there are strict requirements within the family. Everyone who enters the square on the day of the festival must follow the ritual rules of the festival, so there are few people in the square except for those high-rise buildings during the festival. And this year, it is also because the patriarch sacrificed so many people.

Before the festival began, the people on the square began to dance among the clans. In order not to attract everyone's attention, Liu Xinzheng also followed them and moved to the altar without a trace.

Standing on the edge of the altar, Liu Xin is observing the altar closely. This altar is more than three feet high. Unlike the ordinary altar, the altar in front of it is round. On one side, there is a side ladder made of blue stone, and the altar itself is made of black stone. The altar depicts all kinds of dragon species, dragons with five claws and strange dragons with wings.

A stone pillar stands on the top of the tall altar, and a chain is wrapped around it, which is obviously used to fix the living sacrifice.

The customs of the dragon clan are very different from the customs of the place where Liu Xin has been living since childhood, but he has learned about the customs here before the festival, so now he can barely keep up with the ritual rhythm of this festival.

Looking at the rising sun, Liu Xin was looking at the high platform in the square and said in his heart, "It's about to begin."

"Dongdong!" After a burst of gongs and drums, a group of plagiarists rushed to the high platform, led by the two brothers Wu Yan and Wu Kuang. The two brothers were accompanied by two middle-aged people. The two middle-aged people walked very elegantly and showed a strong momentum.