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    This person is so excessive!

    He could bring up the East Sea matter himself, but how could this person have the nerve to bring it up again?

    It’s just that he really didn’t know any rainmaking spells back then. If he did, he would have sunk this person into the sea immediately.

    “You speak first,” Li Yuan sneered, “If you don’t speak, I won’t tell you either.”

    “There’s nothing much to say. Back then, my teacher wanted me to learn 30,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures and 3,000 cultivation methods before I could leave Spirit Mountain.” Ye Zhuo said, “My aptitude wasn’t good, and I only finished about 30-40% in two years. My respected teacher poured the rest of the Buddhist teachings into my brain and sent me down the mountain.”

    “I often practiced after descending the mountain, and slowly I understood it thoroughly.”

    “So that’s how it is.” Li Yuan said, “Then it doesn’t matter if I tell you. Back then, I asked about swordsmanship everywhere. The elders didn’t want to deal with it, so each of them passed on their life-bound methods and comprehension of the four divine powers to me, telling me to practice on my own.”

    Ye Zhuo: “Did you learn them one by one?”

    “Some I learned myself, and the rest were like you. The dragon realm also has the method of empowerment.”

    It’s just that too much empowerment easily leads to idiocy. But the idiot is naturally not him.

    Ye Zhuo pondered after listening, and then said, “Then it’s just six of one and half a dozen of the other.”

    It didn’t seem like a good term.

    Looking at Ye Zhuo’s expression, it seemed to carry a sneer towards taking shortcuts. However, because this person himself was also like that, it didn’t seem like mockery. Li Yuan saw it and felt it was very friendly instead.

    He was right, six of one and half a dozen of the other. Ye Zhuo relied on his own ability to ascend Spirit Mountain, and he relied on his own ability to be born in the dragon race. Speaking of which, this person was even more legitimate than himself.

    “Who is your teacher?” he said, “I heard that the Upper Realm of Sumeru has ten directions of Pure Lands, thirty-three Buddha Lands, twenty-four Dharma Lords, and three supreme masters who penetrate heaven and earth.”

    Ye Zhuo: “Never been there.”

    He was led to his respected teacher’s Dharma Pavilion of 30,000 Buddhist scriptures as soon as he ascended Spirit Mountain. As for what the Upper Realm of Sumeru was like, and what kind of scenery it had, he knew nothing.

    “I haven’t been there either, the passage between the dragon realm and the Upper Realm of Sumeru isMiao Mang,” Li Yuan said, “I’ve only seen the Kāláma Flower Master among the three supreme masters. Three years ago, the master passed through the dragon realm and wanted me to follow him to cultivate under his seat. But the time was approaching, and I only wanted to go to the human realm to find you and seek revenge in my heart, so I couldn’t make the trip.”

    ——At that time, the Kāláma Flower Master traveled to the Cloud Sky Heavenly Palace of the dragon realm, descended directly in front of the Dragon Ancestor with a fierce Dharma form, his voice was like thunder, and he bluntly said: “Call that little ink dragon in your clan to come and see me.”

    Li Yuan recalled the scene at that time, and said: “The master spoke sharply, his Dharma form was ferocious, and his fierce appearance was fully revealed.”

    As he spoke, Ye Zhuo looked at him with a faint gaze.

    After a while, he suddenly said: “My teacher is kind and harmonious.”

    “Then it’s probably not him.”

    As he said that, Li Yuan suddenly reached out.

    Ye Zhuo’s body, which was originally on guard, suddenly tensed up.

    “What are you doing?”

    Li Yuan’s fingertip stopped on Ye Zhuo’s cheek, wiping away the blood stains on his face.

    Li Yuan: “It’s an eyesore to look at.”

    Ye Zhuo: “.”

    He himself didn’t think it was an eyesore, where did this dragon get his opinion from?

    Ye Zhuo: “You should take care of yourself.”

    Then he saw this dragon cast a cleansing spell on himself, and the blood stains on his clothes disappeared completely.

    ——Then he continued to wipe the blood on his face with his fingers.

    Ye Zhuo couldn’t bear it anymore and grabbed his wrist.

    Li Yuan was dissatisfied: “It’s not finished yet, what are you doing?”

    Did he think he was very reasonable?

    Before he could flare up, he saw this dragon lean over in this posture and sniffed next to his neck.

    “Strange.” Li Yuan said, “There’s an aura on your body. I felt it just now, but now it’s gone.”

    Ye Zhuo’s tone was extremely unkind: “What aura?”

    “Your aura.” Li Yuan said.

    It was an elusive aura, clear and light. He would sometimes feel it on Ye Zhuo, but it was always faint and could not be truly found.

    Maybe it was because Ye Zhuo saw blood today, the aura seemed a little clearer. But when he went to chase after it again, it was gone.

    Ye Zhuo felt that this dragon’s brain had been filled with problems by his dragon race elders. He should take him to Feng Jiang for a careful examination.

    What else could he have on his body besides the smell of blood?

    Ye Zhuo reached out to push him away.

    In the next moment, not only did he not push him away, but he was forcibly hugged into his arms by this dragon.

    Ye Zhuo was annoyed and almost drew his sword immediately.

    “Don’t move.” Li Yuan said.

    He felt peaceful and comfortable now.

    Sure enough, after putting the whole Ye Zhuo into his arms, he subconsciously didn’t want to chase after thatPiao Miao aura anymore.

    Li Yuan was even more certain that it was something that Ye Zhuo himself carried.

    His fingers ran through his hair and stroked it lightly.

    “You really don’t have any special root bones or physique?” Li Yuan said, “The spiritual energy in your body is much purer than ordinary human cultivators. I think you must have something. Is it a sword dao physique, or something else?”

    He naturally had a physique.

    Sword heart, sword soul, and sword bone naturally all grew on his body without missing a single one.

    But this seemed to have nothing to do with this dragon, and Ye Zhuo felt that he didn’t need to explain it to him.

    And the current posture, and Li Yuan’s sudden embrace, made Ye Zhuo feel uneasy.

    Especially in this regard, his trust in this dragon was lower than the bottom of the valley.

    “Don’t go crazy,” Ye Zhuo said, “Dragon Li Yuan, if you can release Dragon Scent Guide at this time, I really——”

    Li Yuan gladly completed it for him: “You really will kill me.”

    “No.” Ye Zhuo said.

    “I really will look at you with new eyes.”

    Li Yuan: “……?”

    He was speaking in reverse again. What was he mocking this time? He couldn’t figure it out for a while.

    Li Yuan slowly thought about it, then slightly released Ye Zhuo and looked at his face.

    Ye Zhuo let him size him up.

    After fighting a life-and-death battle for three days and two nights, everyone had tried to kill each other. The blood hadn’t been wiped clean, so it was conceivable how other places were. If he could sense it just by looking at his face, then he felt that this dragon was hopeless.

    Li Yuan couldn’t help but wipe away the blood mark on his neck again.

    A few strands of hair fell down messily, setting off his snow-white neck and cheeks.

    Because his spiritual energy was exhausted, his complexion was slightly pale, but the unyielding baleful aura mixed with blood stains, and the line of blood red in his eyes, inexplicably reminded people of him standing in that thunderous sky, pointing his cold sword at himself.

    This person could also be injured, but it seemed that no damage would make him weak, only make him sharper.

    Especially now, his eyes were hidden with killing intent.

    The most dangerous thing in the world, and also the most beautiful.

    Li Yuan looked at Ye Zhuo from top to bottom again,

    Finally, he gently held his side waist.

    The ten-direction lotus flower embroidered in rich colors on his waist was now stained with a large patch of blood.

    This waist seal was still fastened on Ye Zhuo by him, modifying a smooth and upright waist, and now it was naturally completely beautiful when it fell into his eyes, but he had also seen the power hidden under this body, like burning jade and stone together.

    And that kind of vague expectation that this person would draw his sword at him again at any time.

    Fighting with Ye Zhuo only led to exhaustion, but the desire was not yet satisfied.

    And this person would only become more beautiful when stained with blood.

    Li Yuan looked back at Ye Zhuo’s eyes.

    Although this person was utterly hateful, there were some places that he had to admit.

    “But I think you look even better now.” Li Yuan said seriously.

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