Chapter 222 I am a dragon!

Yaoshao often comes to chat with Longji and enlighten the young dragonborn.

Longji was still depressed, but he started to read and chatted with Yaoshao about the voice in his head.

Long Ji didn't think it was a burden for the chaotic dragon language.

"At first, I thought they were noisy. But in fact, many dragons left messages, and they left stories and spells about themselves. I hope that later generations will remember them."

"The dragon looks mighty, but it also has a lot of troubles."

"I heard a dragon say that its scales often fell off, especially on the neck and head, which made it often embarrassing in appearance, and it even had to glue the scales of other animals to the exposed dragon skin."

"The dragon said that it has a terminal disease, and the scales around the head and neck will eventually fall off, and become like a chicken that has been moulted...No amount of dragon magic can save the scales from peeling off."

"It finally found a secret medicine that could make thick black hair grow on the place where it fell off, and then its whole head was covered with thick long hair like weeds."

"These hairs couldn't be eradicated, they grew longer and longer, and finally covered its head completely, which made it suffer a lot when fighting an enemy, and finally died of serious injuries."

"There is also a dragon, which created a powerful taboo spell, which is powerful enough to destroy a country. But the lethality is too great, and the dragon family was also killed by a deadly enemy after being injured..."

Longji talked about the regret left by the Dragon Clan.

The medicine spoon listens patiently.

To Longji, the medicine spoon said yes the most.

"Young people should eat more, eat more, read more books, and take a good rest."

A certain day later, the medicine spoon never came.

Longji in the room waited left and right, and finally couldn't help but open the door and asked the scholars what was going on outside.

From the mouth of the scholar, he learned that the prophet's medicine spoon had passed away yesterday.

Lu Yao saw that a question mark appeared on Longji's head first, but he still didn't seem to believe it. He went all the way out and saw the tombstone where the prophet was buried behind the temple, so he gave up completely.

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

Then a mess suddenly appeared on the top of Longji's head, white light flashed on his body, his health dropped a bit, and a ball of light surrounded the tombstone.

A ghost appeared on the tombstone, it was the medicine spoon.

"Is this the Dragon Law spell?" An exclamation mark appeared on the head of the medicine spoon ghost.

A sad expression with drooping eyes appeared on Longji's head: "Mr. Yaoshao, I'm sorry, if I can learn some dragon art skills earlier, maybe I can save you."

"Don't worry, death is not a terrible thing, it's just part of the journey."

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

"Longji, you have a talent that many people only dream of."

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

"The majesty of the Dragon King is because the Dragon Nest sits in the north. The cold northern continent has always been safe and stable. Even if a war of gods breaks out in a distant place, the flames of war cannot go beyond the border drawn by the Dragon Nest."

"People are in awe of the Dragon Nest and praise the Dragon King because it is the faithful guardian of the gods, the support of the northern continent, and the watchman of the roof of the world. Everyone has seen and is grateful for everything it has done. "

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

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

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

Yao Spoon said: "A dragon is a dragon, but this is also the choice of a dragon. 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 when you prove to the whole world that what you're doing is incredibly positive and that many people are going to follow in your footsteps, it's a really good feeling

An exclamation mark appeared on Longji's head.

"Okay, I've been nagging for too long, and this is also a common problem of the elderly."

"Goodbye, then, I'll go south to see old friends."

"good luck."

The ghost slowly disappeared.

Two villains appeared above Longji's head and started fighting with each other.

Finally, the two villains merge into one.

Longji lit up a light bulb on his head and 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, the momentum is completely different.

Lu Yao double-clicked the mouse, and found that one of Longji's abilities had been added.

[Spiritual Curse]: Dragon law spell, calling the ghost of the dead through the corpse or wreckage. Longji triggers the casting of the spell by sacrificing a portion of his blood.

Lu Yao looked ridiculous.

Although it is easy to be judged as autistic by the outside world, Longji is a genius in dragon art, and he is more like a pure-blooded dragon than Pasha.

Lu Yao immediately gave him some encouragement.

The icon of lvup above Longji'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.

Longji knelt on the ground: "Great God Yao, thank you for your blessings. I will definitely do my best to develop my ability and become a prophet like the medicine spoon teacher."

He got up and glanced at the tombstone, then turned his head and entered the temple.

In the following time, Longji seldom went out.

He has been sitting inside the temple, facing the corner wall.

Oval-shaped chaotic dragon words constantly appeared above Longji's head.

He tried to decipher it, and recorded it on the wall with charcoal pencils, and the entire wall was filled with various symbols and handwritings written by him. After each record was complete, he copied the content on a parchment scroll for preservation.

This project is huge, and Dragon Language itself is full of chaos, so it takes a lot of time and patience to sort out the classification.

Lu Yao focused on Yao City itself.

The death of the prophet's medicine spoon caused many citizens to spontaneously wear holy flowers, hold torches, and mourn in front of the monument.

Because the Prophet said it.

Fire is our friend.

Compared with the previous two prophets of Yaocheng, the medicine spoon made this holy city the most stable city in the world. She made gradual attempts on a stable basis and finally made the potion come out.

She fulfilled her goals and wishes when she was a prophet, combined theology and medicine, had a huge impact on the whole world, and was also the guide of the extraordinary era.

Lu Yao recalled it for a while.

Since Yaoshao served as the prophet of Yaocheng, he has never worried about this city. He paid more attention to Yancheng next door, Sanilo in the south, and even Canopy City in the experimental area.

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

A good fighter has no great achievements.

Different from Shangli and Tonghai who turned the tide, Medicine Spoon never let any threats happen. This is the most stable settlement in the whole world.

No matter how reluctant he is, Medicine Spoon has already unloaded the 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 society is still operating as usual, and Chubilol inherited the position of leader, leading the entire temple society to continue researching potions, managing the city, and spreading and maintaining the belief in gods.

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

The city of Yao began from then on, and the prophet finally no longer had to manage the city. Administration and theology were further separated, and each could focus on their own areas of expertise.

(end of this chapter)