Chapter 222 I am the dragon!

 Yaishao often came over to chat with Longji and enlighten the young dragonborn.

Long Ji was still depressed, but he started reading and talking to Yao Shao about the voices in his head.

 Long Ji didn’t feel it was a burden to Chaos Dragon Language.

“At first, I thought they were very noisy. But in fact, many dragons were leaving messages. They left their own stories and spells, hoping that those who would come after them would remember them.”

“The dragon looks mighty, but it also has many troubles.”

“I heard a dragon say that its scales often fell off, especially on its neck and head, which often made it look very embarrassing. It even had to use the scales of other animals to stick to the exposed dragon skin.”

"The dragon said that it has a terminal disease, and the scales around its head and neck will eventually fall off, turning into a plucked chicken... No dragon language spell can save the scales from peeling off."

“It finally found a secret medicine that could make thick black coarse hair grow in the place where it fell off, and then its entire head was covered with long, thick hair like weeds.”

"These hairs could not be eradicated, and grew longer and longer, and finally completely wrapped its head. This caused it to suffer a great loss when fighting an enemy, and it eventually died of serious injuries."

“There is also a dragon. It created a powerful forbidden spell, which was powerful enough to destroy a country. But the lethality was too great. The dragon himself was injured and died in a sneak attack by the deadly enemy..."

 Long Ji talks about the regrets left by the Dragon Clan.

 The medicine spoon listened patiently.

 For Longji, medicine spoon is the most popular.

“Young people should eat more, eat more, read more, and have a good rest.”

One day later, the medicine spoon never came again.

 Long Ji waited around in the room, and finally couldn't help but open the door and ask the scholars about the situation outside.

 From the mouth of the scholar, he learned that the prophet Spoon had passed away yesterday.

Lu Yao saw a question mark appear on Long Ji's head. He didn't seem to believe it yet. He went all the way out and saw the tombstone of the prophet buried behind the temple, and then he gave up completely.

 He squatted beside the tombstone and remained motionless for a long time.

Then a mess suddenly appeared above Long Ji's head. White light flashed on his body, his health dropped by a certain amount, and a ball of light surrounded the tombstone.

A ghost appears on the tombstone, which is the medicine spoon.

 “Is this dragon language magic?” An exclamation mark appeared over Medicine Spoon Ghost’s head.

A sad expression with drooping eyes appeared on Long Ji's head: "Teacher Yao Shao, I'm sorry. If I could learn some dragon language spells earlier, I might be able to save you."

 “Don’t worry, death is not something to be afraid of, it’s just part of the journey.”

The ghost prophet comforted: "What's more, Lord Yao has already created Sanilo for us, which is the habitat of ghosts. I will not disappear, I will just change my life."

“Long Ji, you have a talent that many people only dream of.”

Medicine Spoon said: "Remember? You said, because a dragon is a dragon."

“The Dragon King is majestic because Dragon Nest is located in the north. The cold northern continent has always been peaceful and stable. Even if a divine war breaks out in a distant place, the war cannot cross the boundaries drawn by Dragon Nest.”

"People revere the Dragon Nest and praise the Dragon King because it is the loyal guard of the gods, the support of the northern continent, and the watcher of the roof of the world. Everything it does, everyone sees in their eyes and is grateful in their hearts. "

“You were born in the north, and you should also know that the original dragons were not like this. At that time, everyone was full of fear of dragons, and there were countless people who wanted to challenge and conquer the dragon’s nest.”

“Led by the dwarf adventure group Blast Furnace Strangers, many adventure groups and monks have tried to challenge the Dragon King.”

"But now, if anyone still thinks this way, we will probably think that they are either crazy or stupid."

Yao Shao said: "A dragon is a dragon, but this is also the dragon's choice. Between monsters and greatness, it chooses the latter, which is more difficult but full of a sense of accomplishment."

“What I can tell you is that it’s a great feeling when you prove to the world that what you’re doing is incredibly positive and that a lot of people follow in your footsteps…”

 An exclamation mark appeared on Long Ji's head.

 “Okay, I’ve been nagging for too long. This is also a common problem among the elderly.”

 “Goodbye then, I’m going to the south to see my old friends.”

"Good luck."

 The ghost slowly disappears.

 Two little people appeared above Long Ji's head and started fighting with each other.

 Finally, the two villains merge into one.

A light bulb lit up on Long Ji's head and he said to himself: "A dragon is a dragon, a dragon is a dragon..."

 “A dragon is a dragon.”

 “A dragon is a dragon!”

 “I am the dragon!”

 The young dragonborn prophet opened his arms and waved his broad bat wings. Although it can't fly, its momentum is completely different.

Lu Yao double-clicked the mouse and found that Long Ji had one more ability.

 …

 【Psychic Spell】: A dragon language spell that summons the ghosts of the dead through corpses or wreckage. Ryuki triggers the spell by sacrificing a portion of his blood.

 …

Lu Yao saw it and said it was outrageous.

Although he is easily judged as autistic by the outside world, Long Ji is a genius in dragon language spells, and is more like a pure-blood dragon than Pasha.

 Lu Yao immediately gave him some encouragement.

The lvup↑ icon above Long Ji’s head kept lighting up.

 Lu Yao spent a total of 5,500 faith points to upgrade him to level 10, which is also the most cost-effective stage.

Long Ji knelt on the ground: "Great God Yao, thank you for your blessings. I will do my best to use my abilities to become a prophet like the medicine spoon teacher."

 He stood up and glanced at the tombstone, then turned and entered the temple.

 In the following time, Longji rarely went out.

 He had been sitting inside the temple, facing the wall in the corner.

 The oval-shaped chaotic dragon language continued to appear above Long Ji's head.

He struggled to interpret it and recorded it on the wall with charcoal. The entire wall was covered with various symbols and writings he wrote. After each record was complete, he copied the contents onto a parchment and preserved them.

 This project is very vast, and Dragon Language itself is full of confusion. Sorting out and classifying it requires a lot of time and patience.

 …

Lu Yao focused his attention on the city of Yao itself.

 The death of the Prophet Spoon prompted many citizens to spontaneously wear holy flowers, hold torches, and mourn in front of the monument.

 Because the prophet said so.

 —Fire is our friend.

Compared with the first two prophets of Yao City, Medicine Spoon turned this holy city into the most stable city in the world. She made gradual attempts based on stability and finally made the magic medicine come out.

  She fulfilled her goals and aspirations when she was a prophet, integrating theology and medicine, which had a huge impact on the entire world, and was also a guide in an extraordinary era.

 Lu Yao recalled it.

Ever since Yao Shao served as the prophet of Yao City, he had never worried about the city. He is more concerned about Yancheng next door, Sanillo in the south, and even Canopy City in the experimental area.

Perhaps I already subconsciously felt that there would be no problems in Yaocheng.

Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements.

Different from Shang Li and Tonghai who turned the tide, Medicine Spoon never let the threat happen. This is the most stable settlement in the entire world.

No matter how reluctant he was to leave, Yao Shao had already relieved his burden and went to the south to start a new life.

Lu Yao can only look forward.

 The departure of the medicine spoon did not affect the order of Yao City.

 The Temple Guild is still operating as usual. Cupilol inherited the position of leader, leading the entire Temple Guild to continue to research potions, manage the city, and spread and maintain the belief in gods.

 In the temple, Prophet Longji focused on recording and translating dragon language.

From this point on in Yaocheng, the prophet finally no longer had to manage the city, and administration and theology were further separated, allowing each to focus on their areas of expertise.

 (End of this chapter)