Thinking of this in my heart, Meng Zhao had no shyness to ask directly. If it was really hard to say, the two of them wouldn't have revealed this to him.

Long Feng also seemed a little angry.

"It's not that group of old guys. I always think that the Terracotta Warriors are monsters, which is extraordinary. If something goes wrong, it may cause my dragon tribe to suffer. Therefore, I have always put it on the shelf and rarely use it, let alone research it."

Ao Bing said immediately,

"Actually, my master said that although these Terracotta Warriors and Horses are powerful, they are too small to form a climate. If there are millions of Terracotta Warriors and Horses, they will be truly destroyed by the city and the country, and they will be invincible. They will sweep across the sky and the earth, and the gods and demons will also be slaughtered by them."

In other words, the three thousand terracotta warriors and horses of the Dragon Clan can only be used to deal with large-scale invasions and are of little use for high-end forces.

In addition to this stone statue of the Ancestral Dragon and the Terracotta Warriors, the Ancestral Dragon also has many treasures left, but it is much worse than the previous two.

Today's conversation has gained a lot for Meng Zhao, and has broadened his horizons. He has also raised a lot of thoughts about the Dragon Clan. He plans to have a chance in the future and must go to the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan.

At the same time, he also completely understood that his bloodline power was indeed very attractive to the people of the Dragon Clan. Otherwise, Long Feng and Ao Bing, who had a good background, would not be so friendly to him, and many dragon clans had never concealed their secrets.

Of course, he had no time to develop other relationships at the moment, so he rushed back to Sifang City and, according to Ao Bing, he expanded his own bloodline and left in a hurry.

When Meng Zhao left, Long Feng slowly carried a kettle and came to the window frame of the room to water a potted plant on it.

Ao Bing didn't hear it, and sat there steadily, tapping the handrail with his fingers. After a long time, he looked sharp,

"Mr. Longfeng, what are your plans for Meng Zhao, and what do you want me to do?"

Long Feng snorted, looked back at Ao Bing, his eyes full of enthusiasm and greed, and he wished he could do this beautiful woman with infinite color and pure bloodline immediately, but when he thought of Meng Zhao's bloodline, he gave up this idea.

"What a plan, I don't understand what you are talking about. I just saw that Meng Zhao's bloodline is extraordinary and his martial arts are superb, so he had good intentions and called you here and met him, and maybe he would gain something.

You are so good. When you see someone, you can't even pull out your eyes. You want to stick them to Meng Zhao. You Ao Bing are one of the few cold women in my dragon clan. Why do you have to act like this?

Also, I asked you to ask him about martial arts to help you improve your martial arts level. You have not gained much, but I have revealed the secrets of our dragon clan to Meng Zhao.

The stone statue of the Ancestral Dragon is a holy weapon inherited by our clan. How can you tell him to listen to it?"

Although Long Feng is a powerful man, he has often shown his gratitude in front of Ao Bing. Secondly, Ao Bing is also a person with background and confidence, and said toughly,

"Then why did you tell the story of Terracotta Warriors? This is one of the trump cards of our clan. Even the branch clan members rarely know it. If my master had not cultivated into a celestial being and had a great increase in his status in the clan, he would not have known about this. What do you have to say!"

Long Feng said irritably,

"It's not you, you are so attentive and reveal the statue of the Ancestral Dragon. If I don't bring out some useful information, wouldn't I mean I'm not kind to Meng Zhao?"

This is the real intention of Long Feng to tell Meng Zhao about the Terracotta Warriors and Horses.

He is not Meng Zhao's opponent, and he is extremely coveted by Meng Zhao's bloodline. Therefore, he wants to use Meng Zhao's descendants to seize the power in the bloodline.

Therefore, he must have a good relationship with Meng Zhao, otherwise, if Meng Zhao has a grudge against him, his actions will inevitably be much trouble and may even become an obstacle in the future.

Ao Bing smiled,

"Look, you also want to have a good relationship with Meng Zhao, and you don't want to offend him, and of course I don't want to.

Although I am not as high as you, Lord Longfeng, in terms of sensing, the Jade Dragon bloodline will not deceive me. Meng Zhao's bloodline is definitely an anomaly. Its suppression on our bloodline, even the supreme rule, is unique.

I don't believe it, you are not moved by his bloodline?"

This really touches Long Feng’s heart.

For him, Meng Zhao's martial arts were terrible, but what he was most unacceptable was his own bloodline. The surrender to Meng Zhao's bloodline, the feeling of being restrained or even turning against each other was too terrifying.

He was afraid that he would be enemies with Meng Zhao in the future. Meng Zhao would just use the pressure of his bloodline and would be defeated and kneel down on the ground and be slaughtered.

This is a situation he would never want to see.

Therefore, he must also master the secret of Meng Zhao's bloodline power.

First of all, he may be able to make a profit from it, such as stimulating the improvement of his own bloodline, purifying his bloodline, and laying the foundation for his future cultivation of a true dragon.

Secondly, even if he cannot benefit from the bloodline, he has to find a way to resist this bloodline suppression and think of solutions. In the future, if he encounters an equally difficult person, he can effectively deal with it instead of spreading his hands and then slandering it.

Longfeng is also arrogant and energetic.

At least, he didn't think that if he put aside the suppression of his bloodline, he would be inferior to Meng Zhao. At most, he would be half a dozen pounds. This is the foundation of the dragon clan.

Seeing that Long Feng did not reply, Ao Bing said to himself,

"Meng Zhao's bloodline is a great opportunity for me and you. If we can understand the power and stimulate the potential in our bloodline, we can at least purify the bloodline and lay the foundation for future breakthroughs in our practice.

Therefore, we need to establish a good relationship with Meng Zhao. In the future, we may get his essence and blood. Even if it is not as powerful as the essence and blood of the Ancestral Dragon, it should be far better than the ordinary true dragon essence and blood!"

The bloodline of the dragon clan is innately conceived and is not only reflected in the dragon clan's body, but in fact, it is also reflected in the soul.

This is a whole, so what the dragon clan generally pursues is to stimulate the purification and even evolution of its own bloodline through external stimulation.

For example, if a person from the dragon clan has a blood purity of eighty, then a blood purity of ninety will invade. Once successful, the blood purity of eighty will be completely swallowed, and the attributes of the two are not the same.

At this time, the will that is silent in the blood will be unified. In order to save yourself, it will evolve on its own and expand its strength on its own to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

However, there are many factors involved.

For example, you must not do this matter hastily. You must compare it multiple times, and the methods and methods must be as appropriate as possible for the practice of the dragon clan. It is impossible to get a piece of essence and blood and swallow it in your stomach and wait.
Chapter completed!