Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 26: The frightened and angry Tang San, the missing bloodline of the Golden Dragon King!
After the apprenticeship, Zhenhua went to the forging room to work, and Nan Liujing came to the small kitchen alone.

Since Ye Changming had something else to do, everyone did not stay here to chat with Muye and set off to return home.

Upon arrival, Ye Changming hurried to the Tang Clan's headquarters to prepare to perfect his battle armor.

In such a big villa, there were only three children left.

Ye Xinglan used three lollipops to trick Naer into going to the room to play with dolls.

Then he went to Nan Liujing who was reading in the courtyard with an expressionless face.
"Hey, I have something to tell you."

Nan Liujing looked up at her.

Ye Xinglan put his hands on his hips and asked, "Do you still mean what you said this morning?"

"What did you say?" Nan Liujing had already forgotten.

Ye Xinglan pursed her lips, as if a little ashamed, and turned her head slightly away: "Don't ask anything, just tell me whether it counts or not."

"You have to explain clearly." Nan Liujing said lightly.

Ye Xinglan's fair and pretty face turned away with a hint of cherry color, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows had long since turned into a rare shyness and anger: "As long as I call you brother, you will admit that Na'er is my sister."

"This matter." Nan Liujing shook his head: "I was just joking, you don't have to take it seriously."

"A joke?" Ye Xinglan, who had already done ideological work, raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

I thought about it for a long time and finally mustered up the courage. You actually said it was just a joke?
"No, I've decided to call this brother, and no one can stop me." Ye Xinglan glared at him with an attitude that would not tolerate refusal.

Nan Liujing was helpless: "Okay, okay, go ahead and shout, I'm listening."

"That's more like it." Ye Xinglan hummed proudly and was about to shout when she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a hint of teasing in Nan Liujing's dark blue eyes. She stopped talking suddenly as her mind suddenly realized something.

its not right.

How come I can't wait to call him brother?

At this time, a figure appeared from the second floor of the villa. It was Naer.

She looked around with her little head, as if looking for something.

Nan Liujing noticed it, but Ye Xinglan didn't.

"If you don't call me, I will continue reading." Nan Liujing noticed that Na'er was walking towards the courtyard.

Ye Xinglan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
"elder brother."

No techniques, only emotions.

Nan Liujing shook his head: "The voice is not sweet at all."

Ye Xinglan's forehead was covered with a frown: "Don't go too far."

“Sister Xinglan, do you also recognize my brother as your brother?”

Suddenly, a little head popped out from beside Ye Xinglan.

Ye Xinglan's expression froze. She turned her head and saw Na'er blinking her beautiful purple eyes at her.

Ye Xinglan forced a smile on his face: "Na'er, go to the kitchen quickly, there is an ice cream cake I made in the refrigerator."

"Ice cream cake?" Naer turned on the light and ran to the kitchen like a gust of wind.

"Nan Liujing!" As soon as the little girl left, Ye Xinglan gritted his teeth, with starlight shining on his hands, wanting to kill his brother to prove his truth.

Nan Liujing was quick-witted and grabbed her right hand, which was about to summon the Star God Sword, forcibly interrupting her skill release. With his other hand, he held his phone and pressed the screen with his thumb.

"Brother~Brother"

A clear, pleasant, yet cold voice sounded.

Ye Xinglan stood there in shock, looking at Nan Liujing in astonishment: "Did you record this?"

Nan Liujing smiled and rubbed her head. "This is the first lesson in life that I, as your brother, want to teach you: you always have to be cautious when doing things."

"Also, don't play with swords all the time. It's not good if you hurt the flowers and plants."

Under Ye Xinglan's dull gaze, Nan Liujing returned to normal, holding the metal encyclopedia and reading it carefully.

The warm sunlight fell on his handsome face, and his black hair swayed gently. Ye Xinglan suddenly forgot what he was going to say and just stared at this rude guy.

"Who asked you to teach me?"

The top of her head still seemed to feel the sensation of being rubbed. A slight blush flashed across Ye Xinglan's smooth, jade-like face. She pursed her lips, turned around and walked away with an unnatural look.

"Let's go shopping in the evening."

Nan Liujing's voice came from behind, "Your combat skills are the best I've seen among people your age, but you're not very good at communicating with others. Your arrogant and exclusive demeanor distances you from others, like the instinctive spirituality of metal, closing off your own world. So, the second lesson I want to teach you is to balance work and rest."

"Na'er and I are your friends, just like the alien spirituality that the forger gave to the metal. It depends on whether you are willing to trust us."

Ye Xinglan paused, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly.

……

The typhoon came, but it left very quickly. Aolai City, an already peaceful little town, became even more peaceful. There were drizzles of rain in the sky, and only occasionally passers-by walked through the water.

In the small room of less than ten square meters, Tang Wulin woke up from his meditation again, looking a little absent-minded.

Ever since he met the human traffickers at the college gate that day, for some reason, whenever he tried to meditate, he would fall into a state of restlessness and even a low voice would echo in his ears, making it impossible for him to concentrate on meditating.

The cultivation speed of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was already very slow, and now it was like this, which completely made him fall into a state of anxiety.

Looking out the window, the sky was dark, like a cage, making people feel depressed.

"Let's eat something and relax."

With no better way to alleviate his grief, Tang Wulin decided to use his usual methods to transform his grief and anger into appetite.

But just as he stood up from the bed and his feet touched his slippers, he felt dizzy and fell back onto the bed.

The eyes, which were clearly black and white, seemed to have lost their light, and consciousness gradually entered a dark world.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a shocked and angry voice, but unfortunately he couldn't make it out clearly.

"How could the Golden Dragon King's bloodline be missing?"

At some unknown time, the ground of the empty spiritual sea was paved with blue bricks, and the surroundings changed into a huge antique hall. Above the hall, a giant dragon emitting brilliant golden light was suspended, and seventeen halos surrounded the dragon's body.

A figure dressed in a luxurious blue robe was looking up at the giant dragon, his handsome face filled with shock and anger.

The spiritual consciousness left behind to suppress the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and teach his son to practice is one of Tang San's greatest trump cards before returning to Douluo Star.

But because of this, when the Golden Dragon King's bloodline strength weakened, his consciousness, which should not have awakened so early, was passively awakened.

After a while, a huge wave of energy surged in Tang San's deep eyes, and his cold voice echoed in the vast sea of ​​his spirit. "Dare to steal my son Wu Lin's bloodline? You will surely die."

Tang San looked back and saw a bewildered little boy through the thick fog.

Between his eyebrows, a trident mark emerged. This wisp of divine consciousness transformed into a blue-gold light and pierced into the little boy's body. On the bed, the light in Tang Wulin's eyes reappeared, now with a faint, penetrating blue-gold hue.

"Linlin, Mommy's got some hot beef..."

Suddenly, the door opened, and a young woman who was not very beautiful but full of charm appeared in Tang San's eyes.

She carried a tray with a steaming cup of milk and a few biscuits on it.

But before Lang Yue could finish her words, a blue-gold residual light flashed before her eyes. Her expression became dull, not knowing how she came and how she would leave.

Tang San stretched out his hand, and in his palm, it seemed as if he had captured a giant dragon trying to fly in the sky. Strands of the power of the sea god pierced into the dragon's body, causing it to roar in pain.

"I want to see who is brave enough to steal the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King."

A hazy light and shadow was reflected from the giant dragon. Tang San received it immediately. His sight seemed to penetrate the space and he saw a huge ancient city and a handsome boy at a glance.

It seemed as if he had not expected that the person who stole the Golden Dragon King's bloodline would be so young. A trace of surprise flashed across Tang San's brows, but then he thought of something and murmured in a deep voice: "So young, yet he possesses an evil weapon. If he falls into the devil's way, I am afraid it will cause irreparable harm to the continent. As a God King, I must take it away and seal it away, and purify it with the righteous power of the Sea God."

As soon as he finished speaking, layers of sea water appeared in front of Tang San and quickly enveloped Tang Wulin's body. With a whoosh, the small room became quiet in an instant.

...

Tiandou City at night has a night view that is different from other big cities.

Tourists from all over the world will soon be addicted to the steel forest after immersing themselves in this ancient and charming world.

Led by the Tiandoucheng Cultural Tourism Association, various theaters are spread across the city.

There are performances depicting the birth of the first soul master, who led humans to build their home and resist soul beasts.

There are performances where human populations grow, tribes fight each other, and they evolve into kingdoms and even empires.

There is a story about how the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire joined forces to fight against the Spirit Hall, and finally, under the leadership of Tang San, they defeated the "evil" Spirit Empire.

The only thing missing is Huo Yuhao’s story. We can’t possibly tell the story of Ling Bing Douluo beating up the army of the Sun Moon Empire, the predecessor of the Federation, right?
Nan Liujing and Ye Xinglan took Na'er to appreciate the scenery along the way, but as they walked, they came to the food street.

Looking at Na'er's excited face, Nan Liujing and Ye Xinglan suddenly realized. No wonder this girl became happier as she walked.

The food street built along Tiandou Park covers a large area. At a glance, various signs are lit up and the fragrant aroma has already mixed into the air, making people drool.

People coming and going were either considering what to eat, comparing things, or stopping to take out some federal currency to make purchases. It was quite lively.

"Sister Xinglan, brother, do you want to try Shachang stinky tofu?" Naer aimed at a shop selling stinky tofu. The air around it was filled with a stinky fragrance.

"Then let's do it together." The smile on Ye Xinglan's face was not as big as it was today in the previous six years combined.

"Give me one." Nan Liujing didn't refuse.

Na'er excitedly pulled Ye Xinglan over and trotted over, with Nan Liujing following behind.

"Got you."

Suddenly, the time of heaven and earth seemed to freeze in an instant, and an indifferent voice, like the wind blowing into Nan Liujing's ears, flowed into his mind.

He paused and turned to look.

In the straight food street, the diners who had originally gathered there were long gone, only the food carts were still emitting steam.

boom!
The next moment, the space was like a mirror shattered, revealing a huge gap, and a tsunami rushed in madly from afar.

Nan Liujing didn't even have time to react before he was swept away by the current.

...

"Nan Liujing, do you want a large or medium portion..."

Ye Xinglan turned his head and was stunned. The crowd moved, but the young man was nowhere to be seen.

...

In the empty square, an endless stream of water flowed past, and a figure was thrown out fiercely, hitting the shield-like water curtain heavily, and then bounced back to the ground.

Nan Liujing felt a sweet taste in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He endured the severe pain, raised his head and looked forward, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

A figure a few inches shorter than him, like a water element, stood there, without any facial features.

Silver Dragon King, or Ayin Tang Hao?

Nan Liujing didn't say anything, just looked at him with cold eyes.

"Hand over the evil things on you, and I can spare your life." The water elemental figure spoke indifferently.

Nan Liujing said coldly: "I don't understand what you are saying."

'Tang San' did not speak, but raised his right hand in the air. In a moment, the square seemed to fall into the deep sea. The light was dim, hazy and deep, and the terrifying pressure squeezed towards Nan Liujing madly.

Nan Liujing's skin cracked instantly. The invisible pressure seemed to crush him into a bloody mist. Wherever his eyes looked, it was already bloodshot.

Is it over?

"It's really shameful for a dignified Limit Douluo to attack a junior."

Suddenly, just as Nan Liujing was struggling to endure the pain that was comparable to being struck by lightning, a cold voice came from the sky, and a ball of light as hot as the sun broke through the water curtain that covered the world, and at the same time tore apart all the pressure that was squeezing down on him.

The raging flames boiled up from between heaven and earth. As they flowed, phoenix feathers appeared, and the clanging sound of phoenixes could be faintly heard.

The invisible pressure receded like the tide, and Nan Liujing seemed to escape from the water. He took a deep breath, looked up and looked forward.

The first thing I saw was a pair of legs longer than life itself. The person was clad in battle armor woven from crimson and platinum, its surface crisscrossed with flowing golden-red lines, as if flames were burning through the armor. On his shoulders, incandescent phoenix feathers, as if sketched by an artist, appeared vivid and lifelike, seemingly ready to transform into enormous phoenix wings if unfurled.

Tang San didn't expect anyone to get involved. He narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "If I were you, I wouldn't get involved. Otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable."

Dealing with a child alone is naturally easy, and it doesn't even consume much spiritual energy. But dealing with a Limit Douluo, the energy consumed is far more than the current amount. Force him to retreat if you can.

A sneer appeared at the corners of her plump, rosy lips. Leng Yaozhu grabbed with both hands, and the surrounding flames instantly gathered and transformed into two long swords with phoenix totems.

"Then I'd like to give it a try and see how serious the consequences are."

"You are so stubborn." A beam of blue-gold light shot out from between Tang San's eyebrows and landed on his hand, transforming into a pitch-black trident, which he gently knocked against the ground.

As if the stars had moved, the world that appeared in front of Nan Liujing and Leng Yaozhu was no longer a square, but a sea formed entirely of water elements.

There was an endless sea all around them, deep and dark, and it seemed that there would never be an end. They just walked on the water.

Leng Yaozhu's expression suddenly changed: "Peak quasi-god, no, even god-level! Using the trident, you are related to the Sea God!"

Nan Liujing trembled all over and struggled to get up, his face looking very ugly. Mastering the power of water element, changing the world in an instant, besides Tang San, he really didn't know who else could do it.

It seems that after the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl took away the Golden Dragon King's bloodline that day, it attracted the attention of the person behind Tang Wulin, maybe Ah Yin, or maybe Tang Hao. In short, now Tang San has come to find him.

Dangerous!
The dragons in Douluo Continent are a bit vague. As we know, they're all Western dragons, but Dou San's Golden Dragon King actually uses a five-clawed golden dragon. Holy shit.

Leng Yaozhu’s battle armor was made by Zhenhua (mentioned in the original novel, around Chapter 1864, the Battle of the Twin Phoenixes), but my setting here is that when Zhenhua had not yet become a master craftsman, Leng Yaozhu used the method of warming and nourishing to improve the level of the battle armor, but it was still not as good as the four-character battle armor forged all day long, so she asked Zhenhua for help to improve it.

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