"I understand this. After so many years, she will certainly not be bad."

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, and nostalgia surged in his heart.

The scene where Zhao Yueru taught him sword intent under the sea was still vivid in my mind. Without Zhao Yueru's guidance, he might not have achieved what he has today.

"Um?"

Kui Ming said in surprise, "Can you know the palace master?"

Zhou Shu shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Kui is worried too much. She has the blood of the real dragon. How can I, a cultivator, get to know me?"

"Too."

Kui Ming laughed unconsciously and said proudly, "There has been no real dragon seed in the Dragon Sea clan for a long time. The palace master with the blood of the real dragon really makes our sea clan breathe a sigh of relief. Once the palace master reaches the ninth level and tear it apart for ten days, we can see the dragon clan again and restore its former glory. Elder Jin will not let the palace master go out, because of this consideration, the palace master is really too important."

Zhou Shu nodded and said, "You are talking about it."

"Hey, I've been talking so much, and I don't care if my fellow Taoists are tired or not, I should fight."

Kui Ming patted his head and smiled, "It's been hard for fellow Taoists to come far away, so why not go and rest first. I'll come and invite fellow Taoists to do it in a few days."

“Okay.”

Zhou Shu bowed, "I'll trouble fellow Daoist Kui in this way."

Kui Ming nodded with a smile, called several sea tribes, and led Zhou Shu to rest.

Watching Zhou Shu leave, he secretly wiped his sweat and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

When he offended Zhou Shu in Yinlong Valley, he learned that Liuyun Palace was dealt with by Zhou Shu and even Xuan An was killed. He was really scared and did not dare to return to Liuyun Palace, nor did he dare to go back to the sword hut in the immortal cultivation world. He also knew that once Zhou Shu spread the news that he was a sea clan, he would probably never have a place to live. After thinking for a long time, he fled deep into the sea, but unexpectedly fled to the Dragon Palace.

Elder Jin of the Dragon Palace hated sword cultivators the most. When he saw that he was a sword cultivator, he didn't even care about his identity as the Dragon Sea clan. He was about to kill him immediately, but when the palace master saw him using his sword, he persuaded him with kind words and kept him.

The Palace Master not only saved his life, but also gave him a good position. He was grateful to the Palace Master, so he was naturally willing to obey the Palace Master.

Some things that followed, such as the sword technique and sword meeting, were not convenient for the palace master to come forward by himself. He was the one who helped the palace master to come forward with it. It was also a lot of effort. He also knew that Zhou Shu had not spread the fact that he was the Near Dragon Sea Clan, and he was also a little grateful.

He just saw Zhou Shu find this place, and he thought Zhou Shu was chasing him, and his feet were trembling. Until now, he was relieved.

"I always feel that Master Zhou and Palace Master met before. What's going on?"

He thought to himself and left.

Zhou Shu followed the sea tribe to a villa. With Kui Ming's instructions, he was very courteous and had all kinds of fine wine and delicacies that were rare in his life.

Zhou Shu sent the sea clan away, and had no time to watch more food, leaving behind a Yuanli clone, and his body disappeared.

He won't wait until he sees you again three days later. There are many things that he needs to figure out now.

Golden Dragon Palace.

Outside the hall, Zhou Shu stood quietly for a while.

This is one of the main halls of the Dragon Palace. Needless to say, the surrounding walls and bricks are all seventh-level materials, and the eighth-level mirage beads are filled with stairs as if they are not expensive. There are at least hundreds of them. The most amazing thing is the dragon on the top of the hall, which is lifelike, majestic, with bright eyes, and huge dragon powers constantly emanate from the dragon balls, shocking the surroundings.

This is a natural and extremely powerful defense, and it is almost impossible to resist it if it weren't for the blood of the real dragon.

But the reason why Zhou Shu stood up was not this dragon power, but this golden dragon. He seemed familiar. Could it be that little snake?

An old man walked slowly over, walking as if he was a mountain, his face was very serious. It seemed that it took a lot of effort to resist the dragon's power.

When he walked to the front of the palace gate, the old man bowed slightly, "The Palace Master, the subordinate Jin Elder asked for a visit."

"What's the matter?"

A cold voice floated out of the hall, like the ice of January.

The sound was not much different from before, but it was a little sad. Zhou Shu was shocked. There might have been a little doubt before, but now it is 100% certain that it is definitely Zhao Yueru inside.

The old man stood up and said slowly, "I have invited a master of the demon clan. He has a good skill in blood coagulation and blood quenching..."

"How many times have you tried it? Have you succeeded?"

Zhao Yueru's voice was a little tired.

The old man said lightly, "Try it, I hope the palace master will not refuse. He is preparing some materials and invites you tomorrow."

Zhao Yueru said slowly, "Elder Jin, I also want to separate as soon as possible. Leaving here will be good to me and you. However, the master you have found these few times will consume a lot of my cultivation every time, and my essence and blood will be damaged, but I have never distributed half of my true blood. Is such a demon clan master really OK?"

"Try it, it will always succeed."

The old man leaned slightly, "Prince Palace Master, I'm here. You are ready. I don't want to come in and invite me."

There was a moment of silence in the hall. The old man smiled slightly, ignored it, and turned around and left on his own.

In the huge Golden Dragon Hall.

Zhao Yueru was still wearing a yellow shirt, as elegant as a chrysanthemum, with a faint blue light in her eyes, but her face was paler and colder. There was a small golden dot on her forehead. Looking closely, it looked like a dragon ball.

She was independent, walking slowly, and her expression became more and more cold.

"When I don't know, what masters and separation are just trying to use the secret techniques of the demon clan to slowly consume my essence and blood cultivation, leaving me with only the drop of true dragon blood and taking it away. As for my life, what is it in your eyes?"

She seemed to be talking to herself, with a faint smile, although it was very bitter.

"If I had known this, maybe I should have completely integrated this drop of true dragon blood into my body so that you will never get it again, and I have to take it as the main point, but..."

A glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes, but it soon dimmed again, and her face became firm, "I won't do that. I am a sword cultivator and a human immortal cultivator. I will never become a dragon clan, I will never, even if I die."

"Hmph, but don't think you can succeed easily. If you want to separate, it's not that easy. See who can waste it, wait for me..."

Zhao Yueru was thinking, but suddenly shedded, and an extremely blurred light and shadow appeared in front of her, which was very strange.

Without thinking, a long sword suddenly appeared in her hand. As soon as the sword intent came out, ice rose everywhere, and they all headed forward together.

"who?!"

"It's me, Elder Zhao."

In the light and shadow, Zhou Shu slowly appeared, with a warm smile, "Elder Zhao, with me here, you won't be in trouble."

"Ah, it's you, Zhou Shu?"

Zhao Yueru stood there in a daze, staring at Zhou Shu without moving, and the sword in her hand slowly sagged without knowing that it was not known.
Chapter completed!