The longer I spend time with Dragon Xiaopeng, the more profound the night feathers are, the precious treasure of this continent!

"Is this left?" Long Xiaopeng glanced at the liquid at the bottom of the bowl, and did not care to stick out his fingers, and put it in his mouth and tasted it.

The action of the dragon chubby made a few old man's mouths twitching, and saw that Xiao Xiaopeng did not care to eat the fine yuan, and several old men were bleeding!

This Jingyuan is the foundation of the Xiaolong family's foothold in Ziyun. It contains a lot of Qinglong power, which can help people get through special meridians. It is also a must-have for practicing the ancestral exercises of the Qianlong family. Without the power of this dragon, it is impossible. Practice.

On weekdays, the outstanding younger generations of the Xiaolong family can only be refining a little bit. Even if the Xiaolong family uses the savings, thousands of years, full of a bowl of fine elements, there is only one foundation left.

Now I saw that Long Xiaopeng didn't care to touch it with his fingers. Several old men had the urge to smash the dragon and chubby.

But then again, this fine element seems to have been given by Dragon Xiaopeng.

芪龙柏轩 looked at the expression of Long Xiaopeng and whispered: "Well, don't hesitate to say that our scorpion dragons have been in the ordinary for hundreds of years, and even some ancestors seem to have sneaked into it. Dragon Valley, a pity..."

"This fine element is made by me personally. Even if you kill the dragon, you can't find it." Long Xiaopeng snorted and seemed to be thinking about whether to help the dragon.

The seemingly ordinary conversation between the two made the night feathers squat and clenched the double fists, the dragon valley, the dragon, these are all ancient legends!

Isn't this really illusory, but really exists?

The night feathers squatted and raised their ears.

Long Xiaopeng didn't care too much about this. He looked up at Bai Jinyi: "Xiaobai, I remember you have dripping dragon blood there, not with it?"

"Take it." Bai Jinyi nodded, the slender fingers were slightly moved, and a white jade bottle was taken out.

Long Xiaopeng took over the things, and the thin little lips squirmed quickly. It seemed to be reading an ancient mantra. As the dragon chubby chanting voice became faster and faster, his palm gradually lit up a glimmer of light.

The blue light is getting more and more glaring, and the tall jade statue is covered with a layer of blue.

"Broken." Long Xiaopeng lightly drank a word, and the spell in his mouth suddenly stopped. Then a finger drop of cyan blood blew out, and fell into the wooden bowl together with the dragon blood in the white jade bottle.

The aura in the bowl suddenly swelled, as if the chemical reaction was normal. After the two drops of blood were merged, several times of breathing time, the liquid of the green oil was produced, and the entire bowl was filled.

"This..." Yan Long Bo Xuan was shocked by the scene in front of him. He couldn't think of it anyway. This Jingyuan is so!

"It's no wonder that we can't find the same essence in the mainland. Dragon, your means is almost a miracle." Bud muttered.

In order to improve the Yuan, how much has he suffered, how much has been paid by Buddhism in the past, but in the hands of Dragon Xiaopang, it is so simple.

Several other elders also showed their joy, although Long Xiaopang did not have a lot of fine elements, but that thin layer, as long as it is economical to use, it can support more than a hundred years!

Just...

The two elders looked at the dragon and chubby, and wanted to say something, but in the end, they still swallowed their stomachs and flashed a greed in their hot eyes.

"Dragon blood, your family should collect it. When I have to give you some more fine elements, you can hurry to hold a family meeting." Long Xiaopeng 芪 芪 Long Baixuan commanded.