Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 36 Give the Ancestor Some Tang Monk Meat
"Children, please don't come up here. Stay at the back."

Qingying grabbed Chen Zhu and pushed him back. His entire dragon fell into the Qilin clan and killed everyone in sight!

"Dragon Clan, you've gone too far!"

The leader of the Cold Kirin tribe was emitting cold air all over, causing the ground to freeze.

These Qilin seemed to be carved out of ice, crystal clear, but now, the crystal clearness was stained with blood.

The dragon clan is the most powerful race, which is obvious to all. Even the horned dragon clan that fled here can crush the Qilin.

The little Qilin was knocked to death, the adult Qilin was slaughtered, and their clan leader spit out a large piece of cold light from his mouth, but it was blocked by the falling body of Qing Lao.

Then the young man moved himself, and all the ice blocks shattered.

"Old Qilin, it's time to die!"

The huge Qing Lao strangled Qilin, and even though the latter put up a desperate resistance, it could not survive due to the disadvantage of its huge size.

Chen Zhu heard a series of creepy "crackling" sounds of bones breaking, dense and loud.

Finally, the dragon clan stopped and the Qilin clan was killed without a single one left.

"Cool!"

Qing Ying laughed heartily: "After bathing in the blood of the beast, it's time to kill some to relax!"

The rest of the dragons nodded in agreement. The blood of ferocious beasts had huge side effects, and only killing could relieve the uncontrollable tyranny.

"There are a few more kids here."

At this moment, Chen Zhu heard a dragon calling beside him. He turned around and saw a horned dragon lifting up a small mound of earth, revealing a nest of little unicorns underneath.

They were really beautiful, sparkling and translucent in the sunlight, and they looked at the dragons with watery eyes.

The young Qilins trembled with fear; their mother died at the entrance of the cave.

"Hey, the snacks are here."

A horned dragon exclaimed: "These little ones taste the best."

The dragons came forward one after another, choosing one from each other. Qingying also went up and grabbed one.

"Xiao Zhuming, this is for you!"

The armless Qinglong was covered with scars and smiled as he handed the little Qilin that Chen Zhu had snatched.

"Our three tribes, Dragon, Phoenix and Kirin, are all formed from the four elements. Eating other tribes is a great tonic. This little Kirin not only tastes good, but is also a great tonic."

Chen Zhu took it and saw the little Qilin trembling in his hands, and he felt a little bit sorry for it.

He recalled that the Zhulong clan was devoured by the giant dragon, also because of the great tonic?
"Sister Qingying, this is a bit bad, isn't it?"

For him, this was unacceptable.

"Xiao Zhuming, you won't be reluctant, right?"

Qingying pointed around and saw some ceratosaurus opening their mouths and biting impatiently.

"This is the primitive world, and the three tribes devour each other. The more you eat, the stronger you will become, so you won't be eaten by others."

"Sister, I can't always be with you. You have to learn how to survive in this world on your own."

Chen Zhu suddenly realized that Qingying was teaching him a lesson.

This lesson is called survival, but she can't describe it.

The little Qilin squeaked in his hands, but in fact more than two hundred years had passed and it was still not old enough to reach the "voice change period" and could not speak.

It is what the Taiping Dao people call "the transverse bone has not been refined."

He froze for two seconds, and finally let go.

"Sister Qingying, you should eat it. I can't eat it."

This little Qilin made him see his former self.

But he couldn't let the little Qilin go. What if he came back to take revenge on him in the future?
Even so, the little Qilin might be eaten as soon as it leaves.

"It's worthless!"

Qingying patted his head gently with his tail: "Forget it, I'll take you out hunting next time."

The little Qilin was indeed delicious, and Qingying couldn't help it.

For the dragon clan, all the other races except their own are food, of course, the same is true for other races. The huge Qing Lao dragged the leader of the Han Qilin clan. This cannot be eaten directly, it must be used to offer sacrifices to the ancestors, to show their another achievement to the Zulong, so as to ask for the Zulong's protection.

Chen Zhu was among the dragon clan, and he felt a sense of separation when he saw his fellow clansmen around him tearing into the Qilin meat with revelry.

He is different from these dragons. He has etiquette and morals, and his values ​​are not incompatible with everyone's.

"Should I leave here?"

An idea popped into his mind, and he was so scared that he slapped himself in the face.

"Bah! I've gotten so carried away that I want to go out and get myself killed."

Could it be that the unfounded energy of calamity is affecting him?

At night, a hollow tree takes root here again.

Chen Zhu carefully used the Maosheng technique to crush other trees in order to restore the damage to the hollow tree and replenish its roots.

Then move in and make yourself comfortable.

He recognizes his bed.

Inside, the Taiyuan spirit turtle was crawling around with a clattering sound, and was about to go out to bask in the sun, proving that it was safe here.

Meanwhile, the battle in the distance continued, and the fight between the innate gods seemed unlikely to end in a short period of time.

He immersed himself in the group chat.

"Qin Shi Huang, have you had any problems recently?"

In Ying Zheng's world, bamboo slips have been transformed into paper through papermaking technology, which was created by him based on a few suggestions from group members.

The four great inventions, papermaking, gunpowder, compass, and printing, all shone brightly in the hands of the Qin Dynasty.

With the nourishment of Chen Zhu's innate Qi, this world has not only produced many extraordinary people, but also many geniuses with strong bodies.

For example, there was a man named Xiang Yu, who was famous for his ability to lift a tripod weighing a thousand pounds.

Qin Shi Huang knew that he was the future King of Western Chu, who would also defeat his own Great Qin.

He did not send people to kill them, but let it develop.

Zulong has his own pride. As long as he is alive, who in the world dares to rebel?
Only if he died would the King of Western Chu appear. If he was alive, the world would belong to Qin.

When Ying Zheng received the greeting from the Immortal Zhuming, he was a little dazed.

It seemed like more than ten years had passed since they last spoke.

For the Qin Dynasty, the Great Wall and the Qin Straight Road had already been built, which allowed it to attack the Huns in the north, suppress the foreign Qiang in the west, and reach Loulan.

But for Chen Zhu, it was just the time to learn the golden light technique.

"Zhu Ming True Dragon, our Qin Dynasty has always been peaceful. Now every household worships the True Dragon to protect the Qin Dynasty!"

To be honest, Ying Zheng liked Zhu Ming very much. The other party only wanted some unfounded beliefs, but never made any demands on them.

This is the god that the Qin Dynasty should believe in.

"It's OK as long as everything is safe. We need to encourage more births."

Chen Zhu looked at his incense offerings. It was 50 million, but it was still not enough.

You have to know that in the future, there will be 15 billion people in a country, and the global population will be at least 70 billion.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask someone to draw a map for you. Where is this?"

He decided to give the charming old ancestor a spur: "After a while, I will get you some Tang Monk meat to eat."

What is Tang Monk’s meat?
Ying Zheng felt that he still had too little information.

He pondered for a moment, thanked Zhuming, and began to think.

The population problem of the Qin Dynasty actually cannot be solved in a hurry.

He was an emperor and cared about the people, but he found that if a family had more than two children, the parents would not have enough energy.

Having one child is good for the child and for the parents.

"The national strength of our Qin Dynasty is somewhat empty."

Ying Zheng raised his hand and said, "Come here, inform us of what will be discussed in court tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)