Long Qiaoqiao entered the Tomb of Dragons and was already extremely worried. Now that he came to the turning point, his chest and abdomen were filled with mixed emotions. Now Long Qiaoqiao has basically been able to confirm that here are some dragon bones. Although it looked like a wall on the surface, it was obvious that the appearance was not real, but a special technique unknown to her that completely concealed everything here.
Seeing this, Long Qiaoqiao's heart felt cold. If this is true, then doesn't it mean that her people did not die, but were sealed here, or that they no longer have souls? There are only solitary bodies left here.
Long Qiaoqiao walked from one passage to another, and each passage started from a dragon head to a dragon tail. Based on the length and width of the passage, Long Qiaoqiao kept calculating the ages of these giant dragons in his mind. He was so familiar with these giant dragons that he seemed to be seeing living members of the same race. Long Qiaoqiao's heart suddenly became desolate.
Suddenly, Long Qiaoqiao stepped into another passage and was immediately stunned on the spot, unable to speak a word.
This is the taste of her mother. When she was a child, she used to lie on her mother's back and let her fly on her back. She looked at the blue sky, picked cloud flowers in the sky, laughed and played wantonly, and was loved and cared for without any worries. Live happily without any worries. However, when I woke up, nothing existed anymore, things and people had changed.
Just when I was depressed, I entered such a passage. The adults told me that this was the Tomb of Dragons and that children could not enter. Could it be that her mother was dead? Otherwise, how could she find that long-lost feeling like her mother's arms in the Tomb of Dragons?
When thinking about this, Long Qiaoqiao couldn't help but hesitate, and at the same time, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and refused to take another step. Obviously, his mother's breath was too warm and too familiar, so Long Qiaoqiao She didn't want to give up just like that, and at the same time, she seemed to know that once she left, she would never find this feeling again.
This feeling made Long Qiaoqiao feel very strange, because this feeling seemed not to be her own, but something implanted into her mind by someone else. It turns out that the dragon clan's trial is not something else, but the dragon clan's control over their own emotions.
Like the current Long Qiaoqiao, he is in such a state. If he gets out, he will succeed in the trial. If he cannot get out, he will be trapped for his whole life, and he will be immersed in the misty feeling of blood forever. So that she may never wake up, and when she wakes up, she may be old and faded, she may be on her deathbed, or she may have gone through a lot of changes.
As for why Zhou Baopu did not receive this test, it was because Zhou Baopu took advantage of a trick. You must know that Zhou Baopu is not a real dragon. There are huge differences between the consciousness of humans and the consciousness of dragons, so attacks that are effective against dragons have no effect on humans like Zhou Baopu.
Seeing this situation, Long Qiaoqiao would not wake up for a while, and Long Qiaoqiao seemed to be inspired by something, and suddenly leaned against the wall, as if he had entered his mother's arms. As if in a dream, he tilted his head and fell asleep, as if he had a beautiful dream, in which the family was reunited and lived happily together.
Zhou Baopu, on the other hand, became anxious, because he almost searched the entire hall, but found nothing, because he knew that he had almost tried his best. And he has passed the inheritance, why can't he find anything? Zhou Baopu felt something was strange, but he didn't know where it was.
Zhou Baopu suddenly seemed to think of something in his heart. Just when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly took out a sycamore tree from the Qiankun bag. Of course Zhou Baopu knew what was contained in the sycamore tree, which was the Tianfeng bloodline of Tianqin. Zhou Baopu originally wanted to give this thing to Tian Qin for Tian Hai's sake, but what Tian Hai did to catch him and Long Qiao Qiao really disappointed him. That's why Zhou Baopu didn't return the Tianfeng bloodline to its original owner. Now it seems it's time for it to be put to use.
There are many legends about dragons, but almost all of them are inseparable from their relationship with the phoenix.
In some legends, the dragon and the phoenix are two races that have a good relationship and often help each other. In other legends, the dragon and the phoenix are two races that are incompatible with each other and often fight constantly. But no matter which theory is used, it cannot deny the fact that there seems to be an incomprehensible fate between dragon and phoenix.
What Zhou Baopu is doing now is to use the fate between them to point him in the right direction, so that he will not be like a headless fly again, bumping around aimlessly in this place. Although he didn't know what the outcome would be, Zhou Baopu knew that that was almost all he could do now.
Zhou Baopu took out the piece of sycamore wood without any hesitation. What even made him feel a little puzzled was, why did he only think of this method now?
Sure enough, Zhou Baopu's guess was not wrong. When he poured his blood into the sycamore tree, he suddenly discovered that a blood line like a small snake appeared in the sycamore tree. And the most bizarre thing is that this blood line does not exist in isolation, but is like a thread, wrapped around a white pillar in the middle.
The pillar was very small, but Zhou Baopu's eyes were more poisonous. He saw two objects painted on the white pillar. One was of course a Tianfeng, and the other was actually a dragon. The two images are intertwined with each other, as if they are rubbing each other's ears, and they are simply showing affection to each other.
When Zhou Baopu saw this situation, of course he knew what was going on. Although he was still a little confused, he understood something, so he didn't say anything more. Instead, he slowly took the sycamore wood and used it more heavily. The blood was injected into it, wanting to see Wutongmu's reaction.
Zhou Baopu watched the changes inside closely, and couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise, because he saw that after he injected the blood, a white light seemed to flash on the jade pillar in the middle of the sycamore tree, and the most bizarre thing was that The Tianfeng portrait above seemed to have come to life, and Zhou Baopu was so shocked that he almost threw away the sycamore tree in his hand.
The moment Zhou Baopu stepped out of the way, a vague shadow disappeared into the sycamore trees in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared before. The white jade pillar among the sycamore trees seemed to have lost its vitality and was no longer as shiny as before.