"General Flying Tiger, I dare to ask you to go to the Dragon Palace, but what is the Dragon Lord giving me?"

In front of the Minjiang River, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but ask.

Although Lan Feihu said that the ceiling was rotten along the way, it seemed to be unrestrained, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he had never disclosed any intention.

"Dragon Lord has great magical powers, how can you imagine that there is anything you can do to make you a mortal boy?"

Lan Feihu sneered, and without explaining to Lu Qingfeng, he picked it up and jumped towards Minjiang River, "You will know naturally when you go in."

Hurry!

The river is rushing.

Above this blue flying tiger helmet, a pearl blooming light, isolating the river water, walking in it like walking on flat ground.

Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but look at Mingzhu.

When Lan Feihu saw it, he found an opportunity and immediately showed off, "This is a water-relieving bead, which was given by the Dragon Lord. It can be used to open all waters. There is no such treasure in the mortal world."

"Water-proofing."

Lu Qingfeng showed surprise and gave Lan Feihu a lot of face.

In fact.

Such water-relieving beads are really nothing special. They can be used to allow people to walk under the water. When they encounter real water and heavy water, they will be broken on the spot. Ordinary foundation-building monks, pinching water-relieving techniques, are better than these water-relieving beads.

In other words, only if you bully him a mortal, Lan Feihu can show off.

Seeing Lu Qingfeng's face showing a look of surprise, the blue flying tiger raised its blue face and showed its fangs in its mouth, and when he saw that the mortals were ignorant, he felt a little funny.

The two of them mocked each other in their hearts.

Not long.

It seemed as if I had passed through a barrier, and my eyes suddenly became clear.

It stretches for countless miles, and the magnificent buildings far exceeds the mortal palace, decorated with pearls, floating in the river. Among them, there are teams of shrimp soldiers and crab generals patrolling, and beautiful maids walk in the water.

It's like a fairy palace in the water.

When ordinary people see it, they must be foolish and think it is a fairyland.

"Boy, are you stupid?"

"This is the Minjiang Dragon Palace."

Lan Feihu patted Lu Qingfeng, slapped his bones into pain, and then carried them to the most majestic and grand palace.

Along the way.

Whether it was a shrimp soldier and a crab general or a maid who came and went, they saluted Lan Feihu one by one, calling him the Flying Tiger General.

Lan Feihu held his head up and his chest was raised, and he did not respond and directly crossed.

Lu Qingfeng was carried with his neck facing backwards.

Seeing these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, the maid secretly looked at him after Lan Feihu passed by, but looked at him. Seeing that he was being carried in a messy and funny way, the maids pointed and smiled secretly, while the shrimp soldiers and crabs looked at him with three points of scrutiny and three points of disdain.

"Which is this singing!"

A feeling of something bad came to Lu Qingfeng's heart, but it didn't seem like a bloody disaster, and it seemed to be a more terrifying thing.

The blue flying tiger keeps stopping.

soon.

Enter the middle palace.

...

"The last thing we will pay homage to Longjun."

As soon as he entered the hall, Lan Feihu put down Lu Qingfeng, blushed at the upper head, an old man wearing a gorgeous robe and a blue crown, respectfully knelt down, and said to the Dragon Lord.

"A mortal Guangyuan, pay homage to Longjun, Minjiang."

When Lu Qingfeng saw this, he bowed and bowed.

This life.

He is just an ordinary person. When he sees the Dragon King who has little cultivation, he still has to kneel down. It has nothing to do with dignity, but only has the temporary level.

"Get up."

The Dragon Lord spoke, his voice was quite majestic, stirring up in the hall.

"Xie Longjun."

"I will meet the three His Highnesses at the end."

Lan Feihu got up first and greeted the three people wearing brocade robes with different temperaments, Taoist robes, and armored robes.

"General Flying Tiger."

The three of them nodded and could see that Lan Feihu did have some status in the Minjiang Dragon Palace.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Lan Feihu's mouth and said to his three nobles. According to this title, they should be the son of the Dragon Lord of Minjiang. This identity has never been slighted with Lan Feihu. One reason is that these three are very well-educated, and the other is that although Lan Feihu spoke many words on the way when he came, they were not nonsense, and they did have some status in the Dragon Palace of Minjiang.

Lu Qingfeng stood up with Lan Feihu.

He bowed to the three Minjiang Dragon Palaces.

Then Lan Feihu rushed to the Minjiang Longjunhui and reported, "You will report to Longjun, the last person will meet this boy named Guangyuan in the territory of Yazhou Prefecture, Fenglin Dao. Chayunbao showed a red light and hurriedly brought him back."

Said.

Lan Feihu took out a mysterious black treasure mirror and injected a powerful force. The treasure mirror immediately emitted black light, and instantly turned into white light, and finally frozen on the red light. The dazzling red light shone through the hall, revealing the image of a person from the treasure mirror-

It is Lu Qingfeng.

"Red Light."

"The treasure criticism can identify the third-level fortune at most. This boy's fortune is so bright that it must exceed the third level. Perhaps it is the fourth level and fifth level fortune. He is expected to achieve a fourth level or even fifth level cultivator in the future!"

The head of the Minjiang Dragon Lord, among the three Dragon Palaces, was ranked last. The one wearing bright golden armor lit up his eyes and spoke first, and said happily to the head of the Minjiang Dragon Lord, "Why don't your father take out the Zhaoyun Mirror and check it carefully?"

Lu Qingfeng looked at this person.

"Ranking third, it should be the third prince of the Minjiang Dragon Palace. He is the youngest and can't stand his temper." After giving an evaluation in his heart, Lu Qingfeng also knew why he was invited to the Minjiang Dragon Palace by Lan Feihu.

His eyes fell on the black treasure mirror in Lan Feihu's hand, "Observe the fortune treasure mirror and explore the fortune?"

All living things have luck.

Lu Qingfeng practiced the Daluo Cave View, which shows the roots and bones of human beings and the qualifications of living beings. However, this luck is relatively complicated. He has never been exposed to it before, and he does not know how to divide the black, white, red, etc. of the Immortal Qin Realm.

Without cultivation, Daluo Cave View cannot be used, so he can only watch it and is really not used to it.

Hold your mind.

I will not consume experience value to obtain cultivation for the time being, so as not to reveal my flaws. I just stayed on the fortune-telling treasure mirror for a while, and I was thinking about the Movement Mirror in my heart.

As the name suggests.

It's not difficult to guess the purpose.

The Minjiang Dragon Lord's beard shook slightly. Seeing the rich red light illuminating the hall, there was also a look of joy on his face, but shook his head and said, "Don't hurry, wait until the other generals return, it's not too late to check together."

When the Third Prince heard this, he felt a little discouraged.

However, the power of the Minjiang Dragon Lord is obviously quite great. Even as one of his only three sons, the Third Prince was a little scared.

He didn't dare to question, so he just turned his eyes on Lu Qingfeng, turned his eyes and waved to Lu Qingfeng, "Boy, come here to get close to us three brothers."

Lan Feihu stood beside him, silent.

"yes."

Lu Qingfeng responded and ran over in a few steps. His third prince pulled him to sit behind the same table as him.

A maid brought silver chopsticks and copper husks. Lu Qingfeng turned his head and looked at the three nobles on the right.

I saw His Highness Minjiang was about thirty years old, sitting upright and looking straight.

The second highman was wearing a Taoist robe and was the most kind-faced. He looked like a young man and nodded and smiled at Lu Qingfeng.

As for the third prince next to him, Lu Qingfeng looked almost the same age as his young man. He was so handsome and his bright armor were really the most shining thing in the hall. Even the light of the golden armored divine general on the hall pillar was overwhelmed.

After a quick look, you will know that your temperament will be ripped off.

"Come on!"

"Eat and eat!"

"Drink!"

"Just treat it as your own family, don't be polite."

The third prince shouted and exchanged cups with Lu Qingfeng. The Dragon Palace wine is indeed great, and it is countless times better than the Drunken Immortal Brew that Lu Qingyu had found through hardships.

After three glasses of wine.

Before I could taste the delicious food that was not famous on the table.
To be continued...