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"Brother Chen's cultivation is not only completely restored, but also seems to be stronger than before."
Dragon and green tiger are full of worship.
"These spiritual pills are for you."
Long Qingchen patted Long Qinghu on the shoulder and took out three spiritual pills.
At that time, he was plotted against by Long Jinxuan'er and lost the Dragon Ball. His life was in danger. The other young Qinglongs were humiliated by him, and even wanted to take the opportunity to seize his cave.
Only Long Qinghu was willing to take out the blood coagulation pill when he was in the most dangerous situation.
The kindness of a drop of water is to be repaid with you!
Although he did not take the blood coagulation pill, Long Qinghu had this heart, which was enough!
Long Qinghu was at a loss and shook his hand in panic, "The Lingcui Pill is a four-star top-grade pill. Each pill is worth thousands of taels of gold, and it may not be able to buy it. It is so precious. Brother Chen should keep it for himself."
"Hold it, I have a lot more."
Long Qingchen said nothing and stuffed it directly into his pocket. "The effect of the Spiritual Pill is fierce. With your current fifth level of the Snapdragon Realm, you can't bear it. You have to hurry up and improve your cultivation to the Xuanlong Realm before you can take it."
"I know." Long Qinghu focused heavily, as if he had remembered something, and said in confusion, "Brother Chen, since your cultivation has recovered, then, logically speaking, my dragon ball can sense your dragon ball, but why can't it be sensed?"
“Can’t sense it?”
Long Qingchen was stunned. He could sense the dragon balls of other green dragons. Unexpectedly, other green dragons could not sense his dragon balls.
Long Qinghu smiled and said, "If you can sense Brother Chen's dragon ball, then even if you give Long Qingmu and Long Qingyue ten courage, you will not dare to fight Brother Chen. It is because they can't sense Brother Chen's dragon ball, and they mistakenly think that Brother Chen has lost his cultivation level, so they dare to fight Brother Chen."
Long Qingchen couldn't help but remain silent. Practicing the Nine-Reverse Dragon Art caused his dragon ball to mutate, and there were nine dragon patterns. As for what the nine dragon patterns had, he didn't know.
There is no memory of the Nine Dragon Patterns in the memory of the Nine Dragon Emperor.
Could it be that something went wrong in practicing?
"You go back first, let me think about it."
"Then I'll leave first. Dragon Ball is the origin of the Dragon Clan. Brother Chen must not be careless."
Finally, he looked at him with concern and Long Qinghu left the cave.
Long Qingchen sat cross-legged, recalled the memory of the Nine Dragon Emperor, carefully checked the operation of the Nine Dragon Art, but found no mistakes.
roar!......
He slowly ran the Nine-North Dragon Art, and did not feel any discomfort.
"There is no harm in not being able to sense my dragon ball..."
He muttered to himself, shook his head slightly, and stopped thinking about it.
"Brother Chen!"
Outside the cave, Long Qinghu's anxious voice came, and he hurriedly ran in.
"What's wrong?"
Long Qingchen was surprised, why is he back?
Long Qinghu said anxiously, "Class leader...Class leader is back, but..."
"Just what?"
Long Qingchen's complexion changed rapidly, his face turned pale, and he had a bad premonition.
Whoosh!
He stood up suddenly and quickly rushed out of the cave.
When I came to the plains of Qinglong Valley, I heard many crying sounds. I saw hundreds of figures gathered there. In addition to more than a hundred young girls, there were also many middle-aged men and women, who were the guardians and elders of the Qinglong tribe.
Whoosh!
Long Qingchen jumped up and came to the middle.
I saw a middle-aged man with gray hair, old face and thin body lying on a bamboo harbor, his anger was as weak as a candle in the wind, and his vitality was even weaker, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.
"Father!"
Long Qingchen's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground, holding his father's thin palm, so cold that there was no trace of warmth.
I clearly remember that a few years ago, when my father followed the Dragon Clan army to fight, he was in his prime. Now, he seems to have been aged for dozens of years.
Buzz!......
The power of a blue dragon rose from his palm and carefully examined his father's injuries.
My heart is getting heavier and heavier, the dragon veins are shattered, and the meridians are broken inch by inch. It can be supported until now, mainly because my father has a strong foundation and the tenacious vitality of the Qinglong clan. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
He quickly recalled the memories of the Nine-North Dragon Emperor. There were several elixirs that could heal his father's injuries. However, the medicinal materials needed for those elixirs were extremely precious and rare, and it was difficult to find.
As if hearing his call, Long Qinghao slowly opened his eyes, covered in blood and exhaustion, and barely showed a kind smile, "It's okay for my father, I'm just tired, just rest for a while."
From childhood to adulthood, his father was extremely strict and serious. Today, it is rare to see his father's smile, but Long Qingchen felt ache in his heart. If he had heard this before, he would have felt at ease, but now, he is very clear about how serious his father's injury is, and he will never recover by rest.
If it is not cured properly, it will be paralyzed for life, let alone maintaining its cultivation!
"Father will definitely get better."
His eyes were firm and healed his father's injuries no matter what.
"God is jealous of talent!"
The Great Elder Long Qingyang shouted loudly and reached out to wipe the tears that did not exist in the corner of his eyes.
"The clan leader is the strongest among the Qinglong clan and the mainstay of the Qinglong clan. Now, he is seriously injured, which makes me heartbroken. This is the loss of the entire Qinglong clan!"
"In recent years, under the leadership of the clan leader, the Qinglong clan has become stronger and stronger, and it is a trend to restore prosperity in ancient times. Unfortunately, the clan leader has fallen. Where will the future of the Longqing clan go?"
His words made many guardians and elders' eyes red and tears came to tears.
The second elder Long Qingyi suddenly stood up and said passionately, "The country cannot be without a king for a day, the family cannot be without a boss for a day, and the dragon cannot be without a head for a day. It is urgent to select a respected elder to replace the position of patriarch and continue to lead our Qinglong clan to glory!"
"The clan leader went on a battlefield and fought for all the dragon clans. He just fell down and elected the new clan leader. Is this appropriate?"
"I don't think it's right, so let's discuss it later."...
Many guardians and elders looked at each other and frowned.
Long Qingyi glanced at them with a sharp look, "I am also very sad because the clan leader is seriously injured. However, the future of the Qinglong clan is more important. You cannot delay the election of the new clan leader because of grief!"
He reached out and led to Long Qingyang, "The Great Elder, whether it is cultivation or prestige, is enough to be the new patriarch!"
Long Qingyang waved his hand "moderately", "Compared with the patriarch, I have a big gap in all aspects. How can He De take over as patriarch? Let's choose another one..."
Long Qingyi looked serious, "The great elder is respectful. For the future of the Qinglong clan, don't refuse. If he refuses, it will be disrespectful to the Qinglong clan!"
Long Qingyang "hesitated" for a moment and had to agree "reluctantly", "Since that's the case, I will take it as my best. I will do my best to continue to lead the Qinglong clan to glory!"
Long Qingchen glared at Long Qingyang and Long Qingyi, "My father was seriously injured and dying. You don't want to help my father heal, but you are eager to seize the position of patriarch. Are you not afraid of the entire Qinglong clan's heart being upset?"
"presumptuous!"
Long Qingyi scolded, "The position of patriarch has been discussed and decided by the elders since ancient times. It is not your turn, a junior, to criticize him. You are not qualified!"
Long Qinghao shook Long Qingchen's hand and shook his head slightly.
Long Qingchen stared at Long Qingyang and Long Qingyi with cold eyes, as if he wanted to engrave their appearance in his heart. Today, how they get to power, let them get out of here!
Chapter completed!