On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head.

It is appropriate to offer sacrifices, break ground, install beams, and make alliances.

The dragon palace banquet begins.

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In the first half of the Yellow River, what Tianma Yuan overlooks is ninety thousand feet deep into the water of the long river. A magnificent palace finally separates the turbid waves, lifts the curtain of intertwined time and space, and lifts it to people's eyes.

It adheres to the ancient architectural style, which is tall, magnificent and majestic, with courtyard pillars like sky pillars and palace gates like tianmen.

The palace wall is made of huge translucent crystal square bricks. You can't see the top from the top, and you can't see the ends from the left and right. With the vastness of the river, people worry that it can't be accommodated.

There are mottled traces of time on the wall. It is not the weathering of ten years or hundreds of years, not just the blowing of thousands of years, but the turning of one great era after another. The wave of the times has swept away everything in the past, leaving only

That imprint that cannot be erased.

It is a living fossil from ancient times and is history in itself!

Jiang Wang is now standing outside the palace gate of the Changhe Dragon Palace, as if he has come to that era when the demon clan was supreme in heaven and the dragon clan claimed to be in heaven.

Exaggerated dragon patterns can be seen everywhere in front of you, vast expanse of waves are right above your head, and you can see big fish swimming by. But it seems to be in another time and space, just out of reach.

What a power time has!

The miracle of such creation has also been wiped out of its splendor.

There used to be at least tens of millions of living beings living here, which could make such a magnificent building not look so empty.

At a glance now, everything is sparse.

It is said that the number of Shui tribe living in the Dragon Palace is no more than 10,000.

It's like there are only a few tadpoles swimming in a huge lake. No matter how you look at them, no matter how lively they are, they are inevitably empty and deserted.

The sound of the waves rushing thousands of miles away is very far away, but at the bottom of the long river, there is no ups and downs.

It's quite like "when thunder surrounds the body, one can drink leisurely tea".

The invitation to the Dragon Palace banquet that I carried on my body shone brightly, announcing the arrival of the distinguished guest.

There is a horizontal bone between the forehead and the male Shui tribe whose species cannot be identified. Wearing a robe of special material from the ancient times, he walked out of the palace with the cloud-walking steps in line with the etiquette of the dragon tribe: "Dragon Palace Attendant Ping Qing, Feng Long

Jun Yu ordered us to welcome Mr. Jiang Wang and Master Jingli into the palace."

Of course, if we really want to talk about ancient etiquette, the Dragon Palace attendant walking on the cloud ritual steps is itself an unethical behavior.

The Walking Clouds Step is a step specially used by the Dragon Clan to welcome distinguished guests. It brings up the flowing clouds while walking, making it elegant and unrestrained without losing dignity. Non-Dragon Clan members cannot do it.

And as we all know... there is only one true dragon in the Changhe Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Palace hosted a banquet for the geniuses, and Jingli was of course one of them. Jinghai, who also had a Dragon Subduing Courtyard in Xuankong Temple, also received the invitation, but since Jingli had set out, there was no need for him to come again.

It was impossible for Jingli not to go with Jiang Wang, he wanted to keep an eye on his junior brother.

It was also my first time to visit the Changhe Dragon Palace. Everywhere I looked was strange. When I saw the Dragon Palace attendant coming to greet me, I waved excitedly: "Junior brother, let's go!"

Jiang Wang did not move: "Don't worry, I'll wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?" Jingli is a curious monk.

"Waiting for someone."

"Who are you waiting for?" Jingli broke the casserole and asked.

Jiang Wang smiled and said: "Little holy monk, why don't you go in first and help me explore the way? I will go over to find you later."

"Then forget it!" Jingli shook his head vigorously and grinned, "I want to wait with you."

At this time, the Dragon Palace waiter who was waiting for them silently spoke: "This door opens the time and space projection. The time and space when the distinguished guests enter the Dragon Palace are not consistent. There is no one waiting here."

It was about why he and Jingli were the only two at the entrance of such a huge palace. They thought they had arrived too late.

Jiang Wang was not embarrassed at all.

He just stood quietly outside the palace gate and glanced into the distance. He felt that someone was waiting for him in a certain time and space at this moment.

This feeling is very peaceful.

"Then I'll ask the waiter to lead the way," he said.

"You're welcome." Dragon Palace attendant Ping Qing walked in front, guiding the two human race geniuses into the Dragon Palace.

The three figures walked across the huge country, like ants crawling through an ancient temple.

Jingli has its own emphasis. He asked the waiter: "The time and space we came in are different, how can we eat together?"

Ping Qing answered patiently: "It's just that the time and space at the entrance are different. This is to protect the Dragon Palace and the river section where the Dragon Palace is stationed. The time and space after entering the palace are the same."

Jingli emphasized again: "I am a vegetarian."

Ping Qing said: "Vegetarian food is prepared for you."

Just like this, in the process of asking one question after another in Jingli, I walked through the palace gate as tall as a sky arch, walked through the square with various dragon stone sculptures, and passed the arch bridge across the galaxy...

We came to a large hall.

This hall uses the starry sky as the dome and the waves of different eras as the floor tiles. It has no walls in all directions and is infinitely wide. It is not so much a hall, but a world in the hall. It has infinite brilliance and endless romantic fantasy.

Jiang Wang first saw an unparalleled woman standing not far behind the door, holding her hands behind her back and looking at the patterns on the floor tiles boredly.

Her side face cannot be said to be exquisite, but rather a jade-carved mist, as misty as a fairy scene.

Today, she is wearing a cloud-white unisex gown, with her long hair tied up with a jade crown, and the ends of her hair hanging down behind her back simply, giving her the air of a graceful young lady from a troubled world.

She is naturally Ye Qingyu.

They had written letters before coming, and they had agreed to meet outside the palace gate to experience the Dragon Palace Banquet together.

When Jiang Wang looked at her, she just turned her head.

Those eyes are gentle and tranquil, clear and full of life.

A strand of forehead hair messed up the autumn waves, and the reflection of the blue shirt in the autumn waves also shook a little. It made people's hearts relax.

Jiang Wang said: "They say you can't wait for anyone outside the palace gate."

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "I was embarrassed to say that I was waiting for someone at first, so I just said I was looking at the scenery. Then after looking at it for a long time, I asked, eh, why didn't I see anyone else?"

?”

Both of them laughed.

Only then did Jingli look back from admiring this hall, and was surprised to see his junior brother actually chatting with a woman.

He calmly moved closer, eyes wide open, and ears pricked up.

Who is this monster?!

Ye Qingyu was shaken by the shiny bald head, and said with a gentle smile: "This must be the Liuli Buddha of Xuankong Temple who Xiao Jiang often mentioned to me, the little holy monk of Jingli!"

She knew that Ku Jue and Jing Li, the masters and disciples, were very good to Jiang Wang, so much so that she now had a favorable impression of the entire Buddhist sect. Monk You Fang never left hungry when he came to Yun Kingdom.

Jingli opened his innocent eyes: "Who are you? My junior brother has never mentioned you to me."

Jiang Wangchu was in the middle and quickly came to introduce: "This is my good friend, Xuankong Temple Jingli. This... is also my good friend, Ye Qingyu of Lingxiao Pavilion. We are all familiar with each other, let's chat more.

We already know each other, haha.”

Ye Qingyu smiled and said: "The little holy monk Jingli is an expert in Buddhism. He pays attention to all four elements. He must be impatient to chat... I just seemed to have seen Zen Master Pu'en in Mount Xumi. Would you like to go and see the little holy monk?

Let’s discuss Buddhism?”

"There is nothing to discuss." Jingli said carelessly: "My master said that Buddhist orthodoxy lies in Xuankong, and Xuankong orthodoxy lies in the Three Treasures. I will not go with those side sects——"

He suddenly frowned: "Did you just say, Pu'en?"

This name sounds so familiar.

Is he the one his master told him to beat up whenever he encounters him in the future?

"Yes." Ye Qingyu said.

Jingli had a pure mind and always did whatever came to his mind. He immediately started to roll up his sleeves: "Where is it?"

Ye Qingyu pointed in a direction, and he suddenly felt like a wild horse... and was grabbed by Jiang Wang.

"The banquet hasn't started yet. Don't start fighting with others casually. Let's not say whether the dragon palace welcomes you or not. You can save your energy and compete in the back, and make money while fighting. Isn't it cost-effective?"

Jingli was full of admiration: "Junior brother is so smart!"

Ye Qingyu secretly thought it was a pity.

But the monk rolled his eyes and took out a bamboo hat and put it on his head: "I'll go and observe secretly first."

He is not stupid to perform rituals!

It is said that if you know yourself and your enemy, you will be victorious in any battle. Why don't you hit a sap first with a sack?

There was no need for Ye Qingyu to think too much, he just left in a sneaky way.

This way of observation makes it difficult not to be observed by others.

But Jiang Wang also let him.
To be continued...