Chapter 307 His name is Ye Lan, have you ever heard of him?
Chen Lan looked back and was slightly startled.
I saw a man wearing a black dragon robe with a golden black bird tattooed on it. He exuded a sense of domineering, vaguely exuding the aura of an emperor, and showed no anger or authority.
"Qin Shihuang?" Chen Lan looked at Qin Shihuang and asked in confusion, what did the other party want to see him for?
For this emperor, Chen Lan's heart was full of infinite respect, because he could create so much glorious history with his mortal body, defend the Qin State, kill countless enemies, and create the great power of China. , it’s true that I admire you.
"Tianzun, I have admired you for a long time. In recent days, I have heard a lot about your deeds and know that you have great supernatural powers, so I came to you for help."
Listening to the emperor's respectful words Chen Lan felt very complicated in his tone, and smiled: "Qin Shihuang, there is no need to be like this, just call me Xiaoyao."
Due to his father's education, he has been doing these things for the land of China since he was a child. Those who contribute are respected.
"Tianzun is joking." Qin Shihuang was a little flattered. Although he was the first emperor of the ages, he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of this person. After all, this person's strength far exceeded him.
As the saying goes, the strong are respected.
"Forget it, let's talk about something first." Chen Lan understood that she couldn't change Qin Shihuang's mind, so let him do it.
"Tianzun, five hundred years ago, before I faked my death, I went to a dragon vein, where the real dragon slept. It seemed to be as powerful as you. I still can't forget it. Maybe there is something hidden there. Secret."
Hearing this, Chen Lan raised his eyebrows, Dragon Vein?
This is somewhat interesting.
"Where?"
"Please follow me."
Subsequently, Chen Lan followed Qin Shihuang across thousands of miles, and finally came to a mountain range.
"The dragon vein is under this mountain. Tianzun can look at the top of the mountain. There is also the magic circle I sent people to leave there." Qin Shihuang pointed to the top of the mountain.
Chen Lan looked and saw that there was indeed a magic circle. The only function of this magic circle was to mark it.
In an instant, he took Qin Shihuang to the top of the mountain, looked down, opened his eyes, and raised his brows slightly.
There is indeed something strange down there. It is isolated by the magic circle. There are signs of life inside. The dragon that Qin Shihuang mentioned is probably not dead yet, but it can't get out. If Qin Shihuang hadn't said it, he might not have discovered it.
"I understand, you go down with me, or what?" Chen Lan looked at Qin Shihuang.
"No, I have other things to do, so I won't bother Tianzun."
After saying that, Qin Shihuang handed over and left.
Chen Lan didn't pay much attention to it, casually cast an escape technique, and went down.
Not long after, he passed through the mountain, reached a depth of three thousand meters underground, and landed on a flat ground.
There is a cave below, and a cave hidden there.
Looking at the ordinary caves around, there is such an extraordinary door in the middle.
I saw that the door was actually made of gold. The facade was engraved with a golden dragon flying in the sky. There were many golden clouds on the side. The golden dragon looked lifelike and real.
Even if it is covered with dust, it still cannot hide the dazzling light of gold.
I don’t know who built it with such a large amount of money, but I know that this dragon has been inside for a long time, because he also saw many burnt incense ashes around the door, or half-burned incense. Someone once worshiped the inside at the door. The dragon.
Why not go in? Chen Lan was puzzled and walked over. Before he could reach the door, he heard a loud roar and the stone door slowly opened back, filled with smoke and dust.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out from the stone door. This wind was still warm, warm and moist, like breathing.
"Dragon Breath?" Chen Lan frowned slightly, feeling the breath inside. The dragon inside was at least the supreme emperor!
Did the Supreme Emperor exist long ago?
Is it from Huangtianjieguan again?
Chen Lan stepped in. It was still dark at first, but suddenly countless torches were lit, illuminating the road ahead for him, enough to see clearly what was going on inside.
Stopped and was stunned.
Because it was not as brilliant as he thought, not as luxurious as the stone gate. There was nothing inside, only the giant pillar supporting the sky above, and other than that, it was empty.
At this time, intermittent breathing came from the end in front. It could be heard that there was not much breath left and he would die soon.
Chen Lan walked inside, and a spectacular scene gradually emerged in front of him, which surprised him.
I saw a golden chain on the top of each pillar, and these chains were covered with runes. They should have been covered with talismans. The golden chains were ultimately connected to a surviving dragon!
A white dragon was tied up by several chains and hung in the air, dying.
Its body is as skinny as firewood, its dragon skin tightly wrapped around its keel bones. There are not many dragon scales left on its body, and they fall to the ground piece by piece. There are still many places on its body where the skin is torn, as if it has been whipped by a whip. He has not recovered yet. I wonder if the blood has dried up. There is not a drop of blood, and he looks extremely miserable.
But Chen Lan was already sluggish at this time, looking at the dragon with blank eyes. For some reason, he felt a familiar aura from the dragon, a feeling of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before!
At this time, the lingering man slowly opened his eyes, turned his head tiredly, and looked at Chen Lan with slightly narrowed and cloudy eyes.
At this moment, it suddenly widened its eyes and looked at Chen Lan with all its strength.
I don’t know how much time passed. One person and one dragon just stared at each other. It wasn’t until a tear fell from the dragon’s eye that Chen Lan came back to his senses.
It... actually cried.
"Similar, so similar. You look a lot like an old friend of mine."
Hearing this, Chen Lan remained silent. He had more or less guessed that he knew this dragon in his previous life, because he felt it too. familiar.
"You look exactly like him, but you seem to be much younger than him and stronger than him. But if he is still alive, he will definitely be stronger than you." Bailong said to himself, Its tone is showy, emotional, and nostalgic.
If the old friend is still here, he will surely have infinite glory, look down upon the world, and be invincible in all realms!
Unfortunately, my old friend is no longer here.
"Who is the person you are talking about?" Chen Lan asked knowingly.
"He is a genius, but also a fool. If he had been willing to bow his head and admit his mistakes, he might still be alive. Unfortunately, the world cannot tolerate it. His talent has scared too many people, and everyone wants to When he died, he had many names, including Young Emperor and Emperor Lantian, but he didn't like all the names. "
"He liked to be called Xiaoyao the most, because he wanted to truly live in a world of freedom. Not bound by anyone, not controlled by the family."
"It's a pity that he can't be truly free until the day he dies."
"His name is Ye. Lan, have you heard of it?”
(End of this chapter)