Dragon Ball Legend of the Dragon Clan

A long time later, Qian Jue was still sinking in the water.

At this time, an ethereal and vicissitudes of voice sounded in Qianjue's consciousness. It was unclear whether it was a man or a woman, which made his dim soul light a little brighter.

"What did you feel?"

Qian Jue's silent heart seemed to have a slight fluctuation, but there seemed to be no fluctuation at all: "Quiet, cold, despair, dead silence."

"What did you realize?" After a long time, the ethereal and vicissitudes of voice sounded again.

"The heart of the water is like a mirror, and there is no fiber for a thousand miles. It is not as powerful as mustard, and water is as weak as three thousand miles," Qian Jue's consciousness replied.

As the years passed and the understanding deepened, Qian Jue became more and more familiar with this water. The feeling of coldness and suffocation disappeared, as if he had merged with the water. No longer sinking with the waves, Qian Jue's consciousness seemed to have also Became the consciousness of this water.

"The world of eight hundred quicksands has a depth of three thousand weak waters. This is the three thousand weak waters where a feather cannot float and a bird cannot fly. Because of you, I have returned to my origin."

After the ethereal and vicissitudes of sound disappeared, only the river water was seen turning upside down.In the blink of an eye, Qian Jue's dim vitality quickly recovered, and his consciousness finally returned to its original form.

Qian Jue opened his eyes. There was no sparkle in his eyes, only full of vicissitudes of life. He lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand in a daze, and murmured: "The Sword of Weak Water."

"You bastard, why don't you come up yet?"

A loud shout shook Qian Jue awake. After waking up, Qian Jue looked around and was stunned for a while.Thinking back on the experience just now, cold sweat dripped from my forehead.

Seeing Qian Jue wake up, Qian Wudi breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few jumps, Kindred jumped out of the huge pit.Although the Consciousness Tibetan Realm does not yet have the ability to fly, it is still very easy to apply the true energy to the feet and then use the strength to jump out of the pit.

"Grandpa, I didn't do this." Qian Jue walked up to Qian Wudi, glanced at the huge pit behind him and said guiltily, and his heart was filled with huge waves, showing that he was not calm at this time.

"Yeah" Qian Wudi looked unbelieving. He suddenly caught a glimpse of the sword in Qian Jue's hand and felt it was extremely familiar. He asked in surprise: "Where did this sword come from?"

Qian Jue raised the sword in his hand, held it with a sword flower, and then pointed at the huge pit and said: "Before, I saw something under the lake, shrouded in darkness, so I dived down to check. I dived into the place shrouded in darkness, and I lost consciousness and didn’t know anything.”

After Qian Jue finished speaking, he stared at Qian Wudi, secretly thinking that he was in such danger that he almost couldn't come back. At the same time, he was also more curious about the origin of this sword, and asked: "Grandpa, does he know this sword?"

"This sword should have been inherited from our ancestors. The name of the sword is Ruoshui, but when the 14th generation ancestor arrived, the sword was lost for some reason." Qian Wudi took the sword from Qian Jue and rubbed it carefully. , my thoughts also drifted into the distance.

That was when Qian Wudi was a young boy, and his father and he were standing in the ancestral hall. A portrait hung in front of them, which showed a sword with a sword as white as snow and the water of the Milky Way lingering on the tip of the sword.

His father looked at the painting silently with a stern expression. Qian Wudi knew that retrieving this lost sword was his father's long-cherished wish in his life, and he would never forget it until the end of his life.

For this reason, Qian Wudi has been searching secretly for so many years, just for the father who has formed an obsession in his heart.Now that the sword suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Then isn't this sword the family treasure of our family?" Qian Jue continued to ask, interrupting Qian Wudi who was lost in memories.

"It is said that one of the seven major sects in the Northern Territory is called Qianshuigong. There used to be a lineage of the Weakshui lineage, but later it left and disappeared. Could it be that?" When Mukong heard the Weakshui Sword, he vaguely remembered some long-standing secrets. I don't know. When it’s time to say something, it’s not right to say it, but when you want to speak, you stop.

"That's right." Qian Wudi heard what Mukong meant and admitted directly: "But it was not that he left, but that he was driven out. It is said that the 14th generation ancestor did not return to Qian in his lifetime because he lost this sword. He regretted his life in the water palace and finally died in depression. This is why my father wanted to find this sword."

Mukong was shocked when he heard Qian Wudi's words.You must know that the Northern Territory is not comparable to the Eastern Territory. Qianshui Palace is a super power. The strength of this faction is much stronger than the five countries of the Eastern Territory combined. How can he not be surprised?

At this time, other people in the Prince's Palace were also a little surprised when they heard Qian Wudi's words. However, Chen Xiaoyun, Jin Feng and others had never been out of the Eastern Region, or even the Aoki Kingdom, so apart from being surprised, it did not cause much of a sensation.On the other hand, Qian Qiuhai and Hei Lao didn't have much fluctuation, and they obviously knew something about the inside story.

"Grandpa of the weak water lineage of Qianshui Palace, what kind of power is Qianshui Palace?" Qianjue became curious about this Qianshui Palace.

"Qianshui Palace is a super power, and we in the Qingmu Kingdom can only look up to it." There was a hint of envy in Mukong's eyes.

"Then they are strong men above the Separation and Reunion Realm" Qian Jue asked in surprise.

"That's right. Jue'er, with your current level of cultivation, there is no benefit in knowing too much. Practicing down-to-earth at the moment is the most important thing." Qian Wudi stared at Qian Jue earnestly and said.

For Qian Jue, his grandson, Qian Wubai somehow had some vague hopes for him, feeling that his future achievements could reach heights that even he could not reach.Qian Wudi himself didn't understand where this feeling came from.

"Yes, grandpa, this uncle is..." Qian Jue had already noticed this middle-aged man whose aura was more terrifying than Qian Wudi. He didn't care about it just now, but now he remembered and asked.

Mukong's lips twitched when he heard this, but he wasn't angry at all. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "Qianjia boy, I'm a little older than your grandfather, so you call me uncle."

"Jue'er, don't be rude," Qian Wudi said with eyes wide open: "This is King Xiaoyao, the uncle of the current emperor, why don't you bow quickly?"

After hearing this, Qian Jue obediently clasped her fists and bowed, thinking to herself: "Why do you look so young?"

"It doesn't matter." Mukong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Invincible, you know that I hate red tape and stuff, so don't do it in the future. But I am an elder. When we meet for the first time, what kind of meeting gift should I give?"

When Qianjue heard that there was a greeting gift, she was secretly happy and said calmly: "Your Majesty is so polite, why are you so embarrassed to ask for your gift from your Majesty?"

When Mukong saw Qian Jue's embarrassed look, he almost reached out and asked you for it. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Then since I'm embarrassed, forget it."

"" Qian Jue rolled her eyes and was speechless.

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse." Qian Wudi asked everyone to disperse, handed the sword to Qian Jue and said: "You found this sword, so I will give it to you for safekeeping. In addition, this trap is also yours. If it was created, find a way to fill it up."

"Ah" Qian Jue took the sword and his face suddenly became bitter.

Next, everyone dispersed.

Chen Xiaoyun came over and tapped Qian Jue's forehead: "You are always going to cause trouble."

"Mom, this time it really has nothing to do with me. Grandpa is bullying me." Qian Jue said with a righteous expression.

This look made Chen Xiaoyun dumbfounded.

On the way out of the forbidden area, Qian Jue had a conversation with Chen Xiaoyun, and then Qian Jue returned to her room.He took out the Weak Water Sword from the space ring and sensed it carefully again, feeling a sense of blood fusion.After waving a few times, Qian Jue was very satisfied.

Sheathing the sword, Qian Jue came to her yard and took a deep breath.After practicing for more than half a month, Qian Jue's tense nerves rarely relaxed at this time.

Seeing Qing'er watering the flowers and plants, there was a special sense of beauty under the afterglow of dusk. Qian Jue couldn't help but sigh: "I have nothing to do to practice, but look at the beauty. This feeling is so pleasant."

Qianjue didn't shy away from anything, and his voice wasn't low either. Naturally, Qing'er heard it clearly and couldn't help but blush.

Qian Jue didn't notice it. He found a chair and sat down to look at himself and said, "Qing'er, let me tell you if anything new happened in the county during my retreat."

Qing'er thought for a while and then spoke.But they are all trivial matters, such as Zhang Ergou in the north of the city stole Aunt Li's chicken, and the concubine of the Yang family in the west of the city had an affair with a handyman.

Although Qian Jue listened to it indifferently, he did not interrupt.Just leaning on the chair, listening with eyes closed, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the handsome face, which has a particularly charming charm.

Qing'er couldn't help but take a few peeks, feeling like a deer in her heart.Seeing that Qian Jue didn't open his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "A big spiritual beast walked on the street a few days ago, and everyone in the city was watching."

Qianjue, who had been silent for a long time, then asked: "What kind of spiritual beast is it?"

Qing'er replied: "It seems to be called Longma. He is now in the stable in the back room of our county prince's palace. He needs to eat a lot of meat every day."

"Then let's go take a look. Qing'er, please continue talking." Qian Jue said.

"Furthermore," Qing'er thought for a moment, then continued: "Also, Mingyue Qingfeng Tower and Baozhen Pavilion in Nancheng District sent people to deliver a letter to the young master some time ago."

"Where is the letter?" Qian Jue opened his eyes and sat up.

"Under the pillow in your room." Qing'er said.

"Oops." Qianjue suddenly remembered the thunder fruit he had ordered at Baozhen Pavilion before, patted his head, and turned back to the room.

Sure enough, there were two letters under the pillow, both of which were sent after two or three days of seclusion.

One was an invitation from Ziyi, but it didn't say what it was about.The other letter was sent by Uncle Fu from Baozhen Pavilion, and it was about the arrival of Thunder Fruit.This chapter is first released..., please remember the URL