Long Qingchen's dragon body flew at the gate of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion, and Long Jinxuan'er jumped down.

He turned into a human form and walked into the door side by side with Long Jinxuan'er. The handsome man was like a pair of beautiful women.

He has not left the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion for a long time, but now he has come back again, but he feels like he is a different life.

Along the way, it was quiet, maybe the disciples were listening to the lecture in the martial arts hall.

"I've met Senior Sister Xuan'er."

"I've met Senior Brother Qingchen."...

When passing by the side of the martial arts field, several disciples quickly stopped, saluted and greeted him.

Now, Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er have become legendary existences of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion, representing the young generation of the Dragon clan, participating in the Holy Academy, winning the title of "Supreme of All Races" and "Golden Supreme", and becoming the cards for the young generation of the Dragon clan.

When all the disciples saw Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er, they had to respectfully call them "Senior Sister and Brother".

In fact, Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er have become "outstanding disciples" that academicians often talk about. When preaching, they often talk about Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er. As role models for disciples, they make their disciples feel that they have a big headache and dream about nightmares.

"Busy yours."

Long Qingchen waved his hand calmly.

Long Jinxuan'er chuckled and encouraged her, "Work hard..."

"Well, Sister Xuan is right. Work hard will always be rewarded. Even if you work hard, you won't be able to catch up with us."

Long Qingchen added.

If you work hard, you can't catch up?

Several disciples were stunned. So, the question is, should we still work hard?......

Long Jinxuan'er gave him a angrily glance, "Don't listen to his nonsense. If you work hard, you can't catch up with us...but you won't be at the bottom."

Several disciples felt chest tightness, but she didn't say it was okay, but when she said this, it felt even more heartbreaking...

Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er were walking to the residence of the Lord of the Mansion. When they came back, they always had to say hello.

"I've met the Lord of the House."...

Long Qingchen bowed slightly, while Long Jinxuan'er bowed.

"Come back?"

The owner's eyes lit up.

Isn't this nonsense?

Long Qingchen slandered in his heart and said nonsense, "Here I'm back."

The owner ignored him and looked at Long Jinxuan'er with concern, "Have you healed?"

"Okay." Long Jinxuan'er chuckled.

The head of the mansion nodded slightly and said earnestly, "You are the pride of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion, the supreme genius of the young generation, and the hope of the dragon clan's future. In the future, you must pay attention and no such accidents will happen again."

"If nothing happens, we'll leave first."

Long Qingchen was a little impatient. He was tired of hearing these words and his ears were almost calloused.

"Wait a moment."

The palace master had a dark face, "Now, your cultivation has reached the academicians, and there is nothing to teach you about the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion. Let's talk about your future plans."

Long Qingchen thought for a while, "I really have no plans."

The Lord of the Mansion's face became darker, and Long Qingchen suspected that he was the Black Dragon Clan.

He paced back and forth, regretting that he could not make a steel path.

"Martial arts must have plans, plans and goals."

"Before you, the Dragon Clan also gave birth to many evil geniuses. When they were young, they performed outstandingly, but in the later stages, they achieved nothing and were mediocre. Why is this?"

"Because, after the young generation reached the top, they were proud and complacent, unprofitable, had no plans, no plans, and no goals!"

Abbreviated as "three haves"?

Long Qingchen stood straight, his eyes looked at the nose, his nose looked at the heart, his heart was like an ancient well, listening to the teachings.

Long Jinxuan'er smiled and said, "Our plan is to rest for a while before deciding how to improve our strength."

The Lord of the Mansion's face relaxed a little, "During this period, you have experienced too many setbacks. It's good to rest for a while and relax your mind."

Leaving from the residence of the Lord of the Mansion, Long Qingchen and Long Jinxuan'er walked to the residence of the disciples in the inner courtyard.

"Go to my place."

Last time he came back, Long Qingchen was selected into the inner courtyard. He was assigned to a cave at the residence of the disciples in the inner courtyard. He lived there not long after he went to the Holy Courtyard. He forgot which cave it was. He took out the ID card of the disciples in the inner courtyard and looked at the number: 19.

Come to the residence of the disciples in the inner courtyard, Cave No. 19.

Rumble!...

Opening the heavy stone door, walking in, a stream of dust poured into my face.

Long Qingchen activates the dragon power and swept the dust out.

“It’s so messy.”

Long Jinxuan'er frowned and tidied it up for him, like a virtuous daughter-in-law.

Long Qingchen recalled the Nine-North Dragon Emperor's refining memory, "Some time ago, you were attacked by the Immortal King. You were seriously injured. You have just recovered. When you were using divination techniques in the gold mine vein, you were injured by that mysterious strong man again. I will refine some elixirs for you to recuperate."

In fact, he had recovered, but Long Jinxuan'er knew that she could not resist him, so she had to respond, "Well, thank you husband."

Husband?

Long Qingchen felt countless pores on his body open, feeling unspeakable and a smile appeared, "Call it ten times more."

Long Jinxuan'er's face turned red and her beautiful eyes turned blank. However, she still fulfilled her wish and called her ten times, allowing him to succeed.

"Madam, let's just call me like this in the future. Don't call me Brother Chen."

Long Qingchen laughed and walked out of the door.

Long Jinxuan'er stopped him, "No need to go to the alchemy room. My cultivation level has reached the Dragon King realm and can release the true fire."

"Okay." Long Qingchen had to come back. The pills refined from the real fire were of better quality than those refined from the ordinary flame.

After Long Jinxuan'er sorted out the cave, she sat cross-legged, stretched out her white hands, and released a light golden true fire.

Long Qingchen took out all kinds of medicine kings and immortal medicines and began to refine them.

The cooperation was very tacit, and within a short while, nine pills were refined to nourish the body.

“Take one now.”

Long Qingchen picked up one and put it in her mouth.

Long Jinxuan'er took it.

"Thereafter, take one pill every ten days for three consecutive months."

Long Qingchen put the remaining eight in her hand.

It can be seen that she has a very good foundation for refining medicines to control the temperature of the true fire so well. It should be that she specialized in refining medicines when she was the Emperor of Heaven in her previous life. Of course, it is only some basics, and it is definitely incomparable to top attainments like the Nine-North Dragon Emperor.

"I understand, husband."

Long Jinxuan'er smiled sweetly and put eight pills into the space ring, and liked to be cared for by him.

"Ahem!..."

Outside the door, there was a cough sound, as if he had tuberculosis. He was the five geniuses of the Qinglong clan, Long Qingquan, Long Qingze, Long Qinghu, Long Qingyue, and Long Qingmu, all of whom were stumblers, and they looked like they were thieves. The "cougher" was Long Qingquan.

"Senior Brother Quan, have you suffered internal injuries? Do you want me to help you refine a few healing pills?"

Long Qingchen looked calm and had already sensed their arrival.

Long Qingquan walked out and waved his hand awkwardly, "No, no, didn't bother you, right?"

"I'm disturbed!"

Long Qingchen really felt that they were quite annoying.

So direct?

Long Qingquan was stunned for a moment, and it became even more embarrassing. It was not right to stay or leave.

Long Qingchen said lightly, "What are you doing at the door? Are you a door god?"

Long Qinghu said weakly, "Or, let's come again another day."

"I've come here, come in."
Chapter completed!